A blood line rushed towards the two of them, and when they heard Du Qian's words, the blood line stopped for a moment, and dozens of blood drops were gathered on the ground.

Yao Jing is not used to talking, she is more willing to do it. The distance between the two sides was not far away, and when the wounded pirate hesitated, she had already pounced.

There were blood stains as an indication, and although she couldn't see anyone, she could judge the location of the other party's body, and the blue light in her hand flashed and slashed towards the center.

Du Qian was also excited, and after being a martial monk, he rarely did anything with people. It can't be counted as a bald Benin, it's not a move at all, it's a run for your life, it's being bullied, it's completely crushed.

Before that, Du Qian knew that this person's cultivation was higher than his own, but it was far from giving him a kind of mountain-like oppression like Benin, not to mention that this person was also seriously injured, and Du Qian never fell behind in this kind of thing.

The blood light appeared, and the person's reaction was not too slow, but his combat power was originally inferior to Yao Jing, and coupled with the fact that he was seriously injured, the moment of hesitation was enough for Yao Jing to succeed.

Du Qian also got his hands on it, he felt that the tip of the gun in his hand was easy to pierce and soft, the head of the gun was still too short, the entire head of the gun was all submerged into the other party's body, and his fingers seemed to be hooking something.

Wrist flip, this is the basic combat knowledge learned in school, when the sharp weapon in your hand pierces the enemy's body, don't be busy pulling it out, but flip the wrist and let the sharp weapon cut cross-cutting in the enemy's body, so as to maximize the damage to the enemy.

Then force the wound into the bosom, so that the wound brought to the enemy is not smooth, but an irregular wound, which is not only difficult to stitch, but also accelerates the bleeding of the wound.

The figure in front of him appeared, the pirate covered in blood all over his body, staring at Du Qian, his eyes were full of unwillingness, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too seriously injured to say a word, and he opened his mouth violently, spitting blood outward, mixed with broken internal organs.

The left half of the body, which has completely disappeared, is scattered a few steps away. Yao Jing's knife was not allowed to be chopped, and even the arm and shoulder, along with a small part of the chest, were separated from the body.

The pirate's eyes rolled up, his body fell to the ground, blood beads were all around, and his internal organs flowed from his broken chest to the ground.

Yao Jing's spirit knife flashed brightly, and it didn't drop blood. Looking at Du Qian again, it was much worse, his spirit spear was still shining, but his right wrist was full of blood.

"Be careful, I feel someone coming this way. Yao Jing did not slay the pirate and relaxed, looking ahead, clenching the spirit knife in his hand, his face solemn.

Although she hadn't seen a figure yet, her powerful battlefield instincts told her that there was a new enemy appearing, and that this enemy was far more powerful than the guy who had just died.

Du Qian wiped his right hand on his clothes, the blood was stained on his hands, slippery and sticky, and when the cold wind blew, it would soon become hard and coagulate. Coupled with the psychological effect, it made Du Qian nauseous and uncomfortable.

"Huh?" on the little finger, what's there?

Du Qian raised his hand to see that there was a white thread hanging on his little finger, and there was a bead the size of a dragon's eye on the line, which looked like jade but not jade, and he didn't know what kind of play it was.

He was sure that it wasn't his own. Thinking back to what he did just now, Du Qian understood that this thing should have been inadvertently hung up by his fingers when the spear head pierced the opponent's body.

Dead man's stuff, disgusting.

Du Qian casually wanted to throw away the silk thread and beads, but as soon as his eyes rolled and his fingers turned flexibly, the silk threads and beads fell into his pocket.

"Damn it, I'm scared to death. Du Qian shouted and scolded, rushed over, waved the head of the gun in his hand, don't look at the head of the gun has not been polished, it is shorter than a dagger, but it is extremely sharp, and in a blink of an eye, the corpse on the ground was cut into more than a dozen pieces.

Brother Qian stepped back. Yao Jing was not surprised, when she killed someone for the first time, she was not much better than Du Qian, and she couldn't eat for a few days.

A strong wind blew in his face, and a touch of blue light, from far and near, reached the two of them in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you?

Du Qian took a few steps back, this person is powerful. Just looking at the speed of people's arrival, it is not something he can understand.

"Passengers on the liner. Yao Jing replied calmly.

"Stand still and wait for your identity to be verified. You killed this man?" the visitor asked, glancing at the broken corpses on the ground.

"Identify yourself. Yao Jing's face was calm, clenching the spirit knife in his hand, his body was slightly sideways, his left foot was in front and his right foot was behind, his whole body was relaxed and full of strong elasticity.

"Doubt, who are you?" Seeing Yao Jing's posture, the visitor was a little surprised, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Du Qian was also looking at this person, he was two meters tall, he didn't look strong, he didn't have a spirit martial in his hand, and he looked quite confident.

He is not very old, at most twenty-five or six years old, dressed in a strong suit, with no obvious signs. It feels like a huge pine tree, standing there, unmoving, very ...... It's strong.

Du Qian felt so strange, why could a person be described as strong, but this was the feeling, he couldn't think of a word more suitable for him than strong.

"Identify yourself?" Yao Jing was unmoved, his body trembled slightly, and the man took half a step back without a trace, and two blue rays lit up in his hands.

"Boss...... Boss, are you alright? Not far behind him, there was a cacophony of footsteps and a thunderous shout.

"Here, come here. Du Qian shouted, the more people he came, the better. His confidence in Yao Jing is not so strong, Yao Jing's combat power is not bad, but her combat experience is not much stronger than herself.

Of course, that kid from Lei Ming, he hasn't been in the army for a long time, and he is also a rookie, everyone is a rookie, so he will always be safer.

When the man on the opposite side heard the voice, his face obviously showed a hint of relaxation, but Yao Jing was even more nervous. Listen to the old birds in the team, when fighting, you must be wholehearted, there can be no slackness, sometimes, a look, an expression, is enough to deceive you, enough to kill.

The closest time to victory is often the most dangerous moment, and only by maintaining the advantage until the end can you get the most perfect result.

In less than a minute, more than a dozen people ran behind him, their military uniforms were torn, and they were holding kinetic guns in their hands.

The image is a little worse, but there are a lot of people, and the military uniforms on their bodies are easy to give people a sense of security, plus the kinetic energy gun in their hands, even if they know this thing, they don't even fart against powerful martial monks, but the sense of security is still strong.

The strong man at the head is the good brother Lei Ming, who has not seen each other for more than two months, this guy, after more than a month of exercise, his body is stronger. But the look on his face has not changed.

Glancing at the epaulettes, Du Qian was furious: "What's the matter? It's only been more than a month, and you've made a mistake? Why did you become the team leader?"

Du Qian remembered very well that it was the condition for him to come forward to help Lei Ming, the deputy squadron leader of the Sixth Corps and the Sixteenth Army.

"Didn't you do anything?" Lei Ming was startled, it was easy to see the boss, don't mention this happiness in his heart, why did he scold himself as soon as he met?

"Didn't make a mistake, how did you get downgraded?" Du Qian walked in front of Lei Ming, raised his hand, and pointed his team leader's epaulettes, he had anger in his heart, and the strength in his hand was naturally not small, and he pushed Lei Ming straight back.

Damn, if this kid is demoted, he will have to be taught a lesson, and if so, the major is not trustworthy......

It's not easy to do, the army has its own rules, even if that guy doesn't talk about credit, with Du Qian's current ability, there is really no means.

Not to mention that he is just an ordinary little ****, he doesn't even have a chance to speak. Even if Yao Jing took out the identity of Jiuqing Iron Guard, it would not be of much use in the army.

The army system has always been under the command of the three princes, and the people of Jiuqing can't get involved at all. Not to mention the nominal Iron Guard, even if Guo Qingtian, the leader of the Iron Guard, comes forward and does not give face, it depends on the mood of others.

"It's not a demotion ......" Lei Ming didn't dare to look at Du Qian's eyes, his gaze wandered.

Seeing that Du Qian was so unceremonious, the soldiers who followed behind Lei Ming were originally a little angry, but after listening to the conversation between the two, there was a hint of admiration on their faces, and there was a trace of worship in their eyes when they looked at Lei Ming.

Du Qian's eyesight is excellent, he sees everything in his eyes, and secretly says in his heart, this kid really mixes well in the army.

With Lei Ming's character and his rotten mouth, it will take less than three days to offend people, but in a month, people can understand his true nature. A rectum like Lei Ming, coupled with his strong strength, is the easiest to be recognized by men in the army.

From the eyes of these guys, Du Qian felt their trust, dependence, and pride in Lei Ming, which was indeed a good phenomenon.

But Du Qian couldn't figure out whether such a result was really good for Lei Ming? Recognized by the soldiers, he commanded like a fish in water. But no matter how much the soldiers like you, they don't have the right to give you a promotion.

It's okay to meet a Shangguan or a disciple of a general with the same straight temperament, if not, a subordinate like Lei Ming will definitely be suppressed to the death, no matter how much credit you have, never want to be promoted.

"Isn't it a demotion, you kid, you directly chose the team leader......" Du Qian knew in his heart, sure enough, this guy looks quite silly, what do you say, turn your head, when you fart, you can do whatever you want.

"Brother Qian......" Lei Ming lowered his head, looking like he had mistaken a primary school student.

"Okay, don't pretend, just your little caution, who doesn't know?" Du Qian said disdainfully. In front of more than a dozen soldiers who thundered, how many more could Du Qian go up and kick him?

"Brother Qian, you also know that my temperament will definitely offend Shangguan, if I become the deputy squadron leader, I can't make the squadron leader angry to death? As a squad leader, the deputy captain can only be angry with me, so angry that he jumps to his feet, and he can't do anything about me...... Hey.......

What kind of logic is this, it sounds so harsh, and I have to admit that what Lei Ming said still makes some sense, after all, the army is a hierarchical and violent organization. (To be continued.) )