There has never been a moment for Jiang Shili to feel his strength so clearly, and the moment he drew his sword, the ordinary boy in the past had completely disappeared.

Since he was a child, the knife has never left his body for a moment, he has never practiced, nor has he practiced the knife, but he has always felt the knife intent and never stopped.

So when he drew the knife, he didn't need to think about it at all, the knife was as natural as breathing, and it had already become an indelible instinct.

Cold, terrifying, powerful!

The knife is a broken knife, but it is connected to his own blood, at that moment, Jiang Shili even had an illusion that he is a knife, and the knife is himself.

What's even more terrifying is that at the moment of killing, Jiang Shili clearly felt that he devoured the other party's essence blood and soul, and a force poured into the broken knife, and then merged into the pale red death mark in his body.

"Kill him!"

After a short period of distraction, the horse thieves in the Black Wind Ridge became madly angry, and each of them put down their original goals and killed Jiang Shili in one go.

Although it was only a small leader who was killed, it was also the commander of their operation, and he died like this, and he couldn't explain it when he went back.

What's more, no matter how amazing Jiang Shili's knife is, it can't hide the fact that he is just a teenager, how can a teenager who is no more than ten years old scare off these horse thieves who lick blood from the knife?

There was a gleam in his eyes, the hand holding the knife shook slightly, and the bloodthirsty killing machine roared out like a tide.

The broken knife like ink swam in the heavy snow, and the knife was like washing.

Someone is bound to fall if the blade is pointed.

Such a knife is not something that these ordinary horse thieves can compete with, not to mention, every time the knife is swung, it will make Jiang Shi's killing power more vigorous, and the shot will be even more forgiving.

This cruel touch fell into the eyes of the rest of the Jiang family, and it was simply shocking to be unbelievable.

In their impressions, Jiang Shili almost never had a temper at all, let alone burst out to kill people.

This person in front of him now, the blade refers to death, and he is simply a strongman who treats human life like a mustard, and he has nothing to do with Jiang Shili in his impression.

No one can see the knife in Jiang Shili's hand, just as no one can see the dark night.

Three, five, ten!

When enough people died, fear overwhelmed their courage, cut off their desire for revenge, and turned into an unspeakably deep fear.

Every time he kills someone, there will be a surge of power into Jiang Shili's body, so that he will never feel tired, but instead add bloodthirsty killing power.

Escape!

Jiang Shili's momentum alone had completely overwhelmed all of them, and only now did they truly realize that the seemingly immature teenager in front of them was not the one they were qualified to provoke at all.

"Kid of the Jiang family, you wait and see, it's not so easy to kill my people from Black Wind Ridge. Hatefully put down a cruel word, roared and got on the horse, and the remaining dozens of wolves fled into the heavy snow.

Jiang Shili didn't catch up, there was too much information in his brain that he needed to digest, and the strong sense of impact and tearing made him feel that his whole person was about to be torn apart.

When the knife is unsheathed, nothing can hide it again.

Trembling slightly, there was a buzzing sound, and the next moment, the ink-like blade drilled towards Jiang Shili's body.

It entered through the arm and turned into a black light, moving towards the position of the heart inch by inch.

It was shocking, both Jiang Shili himself and the others who witnessed this scene couldn't help but gasp, as if they were alive.

No one had ever seen such a strange knife, and they couldn't understand this qiē at all.

The knife melts with the heart!

Consciousness shattered in an instant, as if a long time had passed, and it seemed like it was just a snap of a finger.

When Jiang Shili regained consciousness, he already understood.

This knife is ominous, because it is not an ordinary knife at all, and it does not even belong to this world at all—it is a knife from the netherworld!

Jiang Shili's body was full of explosive power, but in the blink of an eye, he actually rushed through the sea of qi and raised his strength to the sea of qi in one fell swoop! Jiang Shili had never practiced, so naturally there was no possibility of accumulation, and the only source of this power was the power that poured into his body along the blade when he killed someone.

No one can draw strength from killing unless he is not human at all, or has power that does not belong to this world.

His eyes fell on the flying snow, and Jiang Shili was silent for a long time.

From the moment he drew the knife, he was no longer an ordinary teenager, his life, his every qiē was closely linked to the broken knife.

The knife is out of the netherworld, and the god of death is coming!

"Jiang Shili, you're in big trouble!"

Jiang Sangongzi's face was pale, and he glared at Jiang Shili viciously, with a gesture of hating to devour Jiang Shili alive.

His gaze withdrew from the snow and fell lightly on everyone's bodies, Jiang Shili never spoke, but his gaze was colder than ice and snow.

"That's the people of Blackwind, do you know what Blackwindling is? they're just minions??? Bad Ben Ye Models? >The Jiang family is also a family, not a small family, but the other party still doesn't care about it at all, relying on the power of a few masters in Heifengling.

It's not that the people of Heifengling haven't suffered losses over the years, but as long as they suffer losses, they will inevitably come forward and get back ten times and a hundred times.

Before leaving, if those horse thieves stayed, it meant that this matter would definitely not be left alone.

Thinking of the possible revenge of Heifengling next, Jiang Sangongzi couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, and he couldn't suppress an inexplicable sense of fear.

On the contrary, it was Jiang Shili, although he killed the horse thief of the Black Wind Ridge, but after all, he was an "acquaintance", so he did not have the slightest fear, but became the object of anger.

"Third brother, what are you talking about, if it weren't for Brother Shili, I'm afraid we would have been killed by those horse thieves by now. Jiang Shishi's little face turned red, and she couldn't help but stand up for Jiang Shi.

"Shut up for me!" shouted angrily, and Jiang Sangongzi scolded sharply.

He understood that what Jiang Shishi said was right, but it was precisely because it was right that he became more angry, and these words would only make him feel inexplicably humiliated.

Could it be that the most despised kid on weekdays will ride on his head in the future and be powerful?

No matter what the outcome of this matter is, today, at least we have to hit his arrogance first.

With his status in the family, as long as there is an excuse, he can trample people like Jiang Shili under his feet, and there will never be a day to turn over.

Even, he was already thinking about the people from the Black Wind Ridge coming to question him, and handed over Jiang Shili to calm the anger of the Black Wind Ridge.

"You shouldn't have talked to me like that. ”

Looking at Jiang Sangongzi calmly, Jiang Shili said softly.

He had never liked this commanding Jiang Sangongzi, and he didn't even bother to mention his name - whether it was before or now.

Maybe he is a qualified gentleman, who can rely on his identity and cleverness to reverse black and white, play with people's hearts, and the oppressive person can't hold his head up. But he doesn't know how to judge at all, and he doesn't have a really smart mind.

Looking at Jiang Sangongzi seriously, Jiang Shili said softly, "If I were you, I wouldn't have used these careful thoughts at this time, at least I would never show it." ”

Jiang Shili's voice was a little cold, and people couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"What do you want to do? Do you still dare to do it with me?" staring at Jiang Shili with a fierce face, Jiang Sangongzi kept reminding himself that with his own identity, Jiang Shili would never dare to do it to himself. But I don't know why, as long as I think of the scene when Jiang Shili killed people before, my heart will inevitably tremble.

"The people of the Jiang family naturally don't dare. Looking at Jiang Sangongzi, Jiang Shili's eyes were cold, and he said word by word, "But I am no longer from the Jiang family." ”

There was a hint of memory in his eyes, and what his father said once again appeared in Jiang Shili's mind.

"When you pull it out one day, that's when you leave. ”

The moment the words fell, Jiang Sangongzi had already reacted, and subconsciously retreated backwards, but unfortunately it was too late.

While speaking, Jiang Shili's hand reached out silently, and he calmly took off the knife that Jiang Sangongzi was carrying.

From grabbing the knife to drawing the knife, the whole process is as natural and smooth as flowing water, so fast that people don't have time to blink.

The knife is as bright as washing!

The knife is out, and the head is down.

The leader of the horse thieves in the Black Wind Ridge can't dodge this knife, let alone the pampered Jiang Sangongzi.

Of course, this time Jiang Shili did not use the broken knife from the netherworld, but the broken knife had already been integrated with him.

The knife is a treasure knife, killing people is not stained with blood, and the blade is already as clean as a mirror, not stained with slight.

The sudden fall of the human head rolled down, and before he could even say a word when he was dying, blood spurted from his neck, staining the snow red, and also staining the clothes of several people around him.

Calmly returning the knife into the sheath, Jiang Shili glanced at the headless corpse indifferently, and said lightly.

"I think you're mistaken, your neck isn't harder than a horse thief's. The blood flowed to Jiang Shili's feet, staining his shoes red, but Jiang Shili didn't care, stepping on the snow step by step, making a creaking sound of stepping on the snow, "Save you, why can't I kill you?"

The moment they turned around, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back suddenly, and their eyes looking at Jiang Shili were full of fear, even more fearful than when they looked at the Black Wind Ridge horse thief.

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