With a bang, a farmer with embroidered shoes who was twisting and rushing towards him was split in two by a red knife, and then the "human centipede" had already scurried over.

Ning Hongyu didn't take a step back, and actually stretched out his unarmed left hand and greeted him.

That kind of strange wriggling, even the dark iron can be twisted into twists, but Ning Hongyu caught it alive.

Not only did he catch it, but he also threw the other party's long list of bodies high.

It was only at this time that the old monk Lingyu understood why Ning Hongyu was able to pick up the "centipede" empty-handed.

It wasn't because the true elements overflowing from Ning Hongyu's palm were pure and thick enough, but because those true elements were synergistic with the other party's weird wriggling in an instant.

In other words, with a raise of his hand, Ning Hongyu mastered the rhythm and law of the other party's squirming, and then manipulated Zhenyuan to keep up with this rhythm.

Is this what a one-eyed man should do?

At this time, the human centipede that was thrown into the air had fallen, and the blood-colored long knife was struck up, and the chest of the human centipede was strung into a string.

Immediately afterwards, the blade of the knife slanted downward, and with a flick, the entire wriggling human centipede burst open and bloomed into a brilliant flower.

As long as you keep up with that weird rhythm of wriggling, the attack and defense that wriggling brings are almost ineffective.

After that, the blood-colored long knife rotated neatly around Ning Hongyu's palm, cutting off the heads of two villagers wearing embroidered shoes, and returning to its sheath.

However, with a snap of time, even Chen Zhu's shocked saliva has not yet landed, and everything has been settled.

In front of Ning Hongyu's body, shattered flesh and blood bloomed like fire on the ground.

The surroundings were quiet, and Chen Zhu and the others even forgot to gasp.

Because Ning Hongyu was too fast, too accurate, and too smooth.

In their eyes, everything is so just right, so good that half an inch more than the blade is too much, and half a point less is worse......

Before Ning Hongyu, the most powerful young master that Chen Zhu and the three of them had ever seen was Ji Que.

The three of them have always been suspicious of who is stronger between Ji Que and Ning Hongyu, and Wang Hua, the junior sister who likes men and admires handsome faces, is more inclined to Ji Que in their hearts.

After all, Ji Que's counter-killing of the sinister divine envoy's fingers, and the means of making the other party into a juju kick were too terrifying and unexpected.

After the Koning Redfish shot this time, their minds had changed.

Even Wang Hua, Ji Que's number one fan, is more inclined to Ning Hongyu to be better.

In the conflict just now, Ning Hongyu seemed to have abandoned all human emotions at once, and turned into a cold and precise instrument, or a cold knife that knew how to kill best, the knife was deadly and clean.

And Ji Que's style of play is more inclined to the fun of some kind of child with some terrible power.

Children's play is more efficient and more intimidating than cold killing equipment.

Because it's detached from emotion.

Ruthlessness is God, and what is even more commendable is that Ning Hongyu is ruthless when killing, but once the killing is over, that person's emotions will come back immediately.

This kind of talent for switching between people and non-human beings is probably the envy of those who are on the clouds in the cultivation world.

Just when Chen Zhu and the others were impressed by Ning Hongyu's methods and thought that she was going to be better, Ji Que, the object of comparison, also ripped open the thick wooden door.

Behind the wooden door, a river of blood flowed.

On the ground and on the chairs, there were corpses, some whole, and some torn incomplete.

"Why, do you want to stop me from going to the hut?"

Ji Que shook off most of the blood on his hands, then wiped Lin Xiangzhi's body and walked out of the side hall.

He had just asked the location of a man's hut, and the next moment, the man had already screamed, "Ghost! ", and ran with a crawl.

Because he saw the scene in the side hall.

Ji Que was stunned for a moment, walked back again, and kindly closed the door again, so as not to scare others.

But just as he was closing the door, several subordinates from the Liu Mansion happened to pass by, followed by screams.

"Hell!" "Murder." "The lord is gone. The screams kept echoing in the house, making the chickens and dogs restless.

Ji Que listened to these screaming dogs barking, and shuddered after shouting.

He wasn't actually lying before, he really wanted to go to the hut, but instead of a tuba, he urinated.

Who would have thought that the other party would close the door if he didn't say a word, and transform into a discordant after closing the door, which is really difficult.

After he came out after peeing, Lin Xiangzhi was waiting for him while sweeping the blood stains on his body in disgust.

After that, a man and a cat jumped on the roof.

From this high place, this Liu Mansion has been in a mess because the old man was killed.

Ji Que couldn't help but analyze: "It's eight holes just now, and then it's sixteen holes." ”

If nothing else, the sixteen holes represent that sixteen people will become Xu Qingqing.

These sixteen Xu Qingqing will die regardless of whether he shoots to death or not, and more Xu Qingqing will appear after death......

And the way it appears is similar to a scheduled refresh, one day or two days?

In short, the next time Xu Qingqing appears, it often means that sixteen people will die innocently, and the next time, it will be thirty-two.

If the other party is allowed to develop, how many people will die in the end?

We have to hurry.

At this time, Ji Que couldn't help but be a little worried about the Lingyu monks, and he didn't know if they could withstand it.

Because he could feel that while Xu Qingqing's number was increasing, his strength was becoming stronger and stronger, and he was becoming more and more scheming.

It was not easy to kill the head of the Liu family just now, and his right hand was even broken.

He felt the pressure.

Now that the Liu Mansion is in a mess, he killed the head of the family, Liu Daoyou, and the Liu family will naturally not help him anymore, but the matter of investigating Xu Qingqing has to continue.

A man and a cat flew over the rooftops of the town, as light as a delphinium.

For Ji Que, watching the roof under his feet continue to sweep back, it is actually a very wonderful feeling.

There are old bachelors living alone, newlyweds, and families of three, some of whom have long been asleep, and some of whom are still exercising in the dark......

Every time he stepped over a roof, it was like stepping over the ordinary or exciting life of a family.

At this time, Ji Que suddenly found that there was a reader reading by the moonlight next to a cluster of bamboo repairs nearby.

is also a scholar, he knows that readers are more sensible and knowledgeable than ordinary people, and he just lacks such a person to inquire about the news.

So he let Lin Xiangzhi stay there, and his feet slipped, sliding over the roof tiles like an ice skate, and he fell in front of the scholar.

The next moment, Ji Que stopped moving all of a sudden.

Under the dim moonlight, a sweaty scholar was holding a book and looking at him with a look of astonishment.

And under him, in the shadow of Xiuzhu, there is not a stool, but a wooden toilet.

Ah......h