Chapter 32: Killing the Thief

This point of spark is extremely inconspicuous and difficult to detect in the light of the fire.

The thief who rushed to the front didn't know that he was running towards death, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, for fear that he was not fast enough and lagging behind, he raised the big knife in his hand, screamed, his body was windy, and he ran all the way towards Yang Ning almost without touching his feet.

However, just as he rushed close to Yang Ning Sanzhang, he collided head-on with the spark that Yang Ning popped up. Although Mars is not big, it is many times purer than a monk of the same level in Yang Ning's body, comparable to the spiritual energy level, and the condensed fire attribute aura spell contains terrifying power.

I don't know how many times stronger this spark is stronger than the little spark produced when I didn't draw qi into my body and practiced the spell 'Spark Burning the Plains' for the first time. This stupid thief dreams of killing people and grabbing treasures to make a fortune, but Leng doesn't know that what he sees now is the last picture he has seen in this world in his life.

"Peng!"

The spark collided with the bandit, and the furious fire energy dispersed, like a spark falling into the oil and suddenly turning into a humanoid fireball. In just one breath, there was a faint smell of burning in the air, accompanied by a 'zizzle' sound.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ......”

The bandits, ignited by the spell 'Spark Flame', let out a burst of screams, and threw away the broadsword in his hand, falling to the ground and rolling wildly in an attempt to extinguish the flames on his body.

It's a pity that this fire is not a mortal fire for cooking vegetables, it is a fire condensed by the monk with his own condensed aura through a special operation mode, and the fire formed by absorbing the fire attribute aura in the air cannot be extinguished by ordinary methods at all, only the monk uses his own cultivation aura to wear out or resist.

"Ahh Help, help, help...... Help, save me...... Save ......"

The torch-like humanoid rolled violently on the ground, but the flames on his body were not extinguished a little, his clothes and hair had already been burned, his skin and muscles were burned by the flames, the water in his body was instantly evaporated by high temperature, and the whole person was constantly shrinking and blinking, like a shriveled skeleton.

The bandits who rushed after him were frightened by this sudden situation, and one by one they unconsciously stopped their wild steps.

In less than four breaths, the burning fireball was extinguished, and where the fireball was extinguished, only a humanoid black mark was left, and a large living person with flesh and blood disappeared forever, not even a trace of ashes remained.

"Repair...... Monk!! ”

Zhu Hu, who saw all this in his eyes, glanced at Yang Ning from a distance with difficulty, swallowed his throat with difficulty, and mechanically turned his head to look at Wu Xianguang beside him, his eyes were frightened for a while, resentful for a while, the corners of his mouth kept twitching as if he was sick, and his voice trembled and repeated two words over and over again.

"Ahh Killed! ”

"Ahh Devil! ”

"Vomit ......"

Time stood still for a pillar of incense, and the bandits who witnessed the whole process only then came back from their horror and screamed like a bullied little daughter-in-law, as if they were not bad people, they were oppressed, and Yang Ning was a thief and a villain. Some people even vomited.

"Run!"

'Bang, Bang'

I don't know if any of them screamed, dozens of bandits turned around and wanted to escape, and many of them were so frightened that they didn't even hold the swords and weapons in their hands and fell to the ground.

"Hmph. A bunch of thieves, now they want to run! ”

Yang Ning looked coldly at the bandit who was about to escape, and smiled coldly.

Although this group of bandits is also brave and ferocious, with a body of fists and feet, they are still mortals after all, and they cannot be compared with monks. When they meet the monks, before they can get closer, they will kill them with a spell from a long distance, just like the bandit who charged at the front just now. This is also the reason why martial artists are reluctant to provoke monks even if they are very strong in martial arts.

"Humph! You hateful bandits, when I saw you committing murder, I hoped that one day I would be able to get justice for the innocents you killed. Now, all of you, go down and make amends to the victims. ”

In the years since I came to Nantu County, I have been accustomed to seeing too many bloody scenes such as dead and maimed, and although today is the first time I have killed someone in my life, I have not felt sick and uncomfortable.

As he spoke, the aura in Yang Ning's body was running rapidly according to a special running path, and with a wave of his hand forward, a piercing chill emanated from his palm, like a white stream of water that instantly spread to a range four zhang away and five zhang wide in front of him.

'Cryomy! ’

This time, Yang Ning did not use the 'Spark Burning Plain' technique of a single attack, but the 'Ice Sealing Technique', a spell suitable for large-scale attacks. Driven by his seventh-level cultivation, once he used it, the wide stone path paved with wide stone slabs formed a layer of frost up to three inches thick.

In an instant, nearly twenty of the bandits who had just spread their legs and didn't run back two steps were chased by the cold snap. A cloud of transparent frost instantly formed on the backs of the twenty people, and quickly spread to all sides, and in the snap of a finger, a layer of cold and awe-inspiring frost connected the entire package of people to the earth.

These twenty icemen, who were frozen in an instant and couldn't move, still maintained the action of running for their lives just now, and even the frightened expressions on their faces could be seen clearly. However, when you feel it carefully, you will find that the divine light in the eyes of these icemen is gradually dimming, and the vigorous vitality is constantly draining.

"Ahh Help me! ”

"Woo...... Run......

The bandits, who were a little far away from the cold stream, screamed in fright, and ran towards Zhu Hu's direction like a lifeless man, wishing that he could now run on two legs in many places. Those bandits who were brushed by the cold current, did not freeze into icemen, and escaped the catastrophe were even more frightened and incontinent, leaving a puddle of water with an unpleasant smell under their feet, and even more unbearable people cried loudly. Feeling the horror of the cold snap so close is like death passing by them, and death is just one step away.

In such a short time, several of the remaining bandits had escaped more than five feet away. Yang Ning kicked hard with both feet, and the whole person rushed forward about a zhang, and with a wave of both hands, two cold currents swung out left and right, covering the range surrounding five zhang away, which was the farthest distance he could control.

The next moment, there were nearly ten more icemen on the wide stone road. Only one of the luckiest guys, in the process of escaping, ran into the middle of the road, just dodged the cold snap on both sides and escaped from the middle.

All this happened in less than a short period of time, and more than 30 bandits were almost completely wiped out. Zhu Hu, who was far away from this dangerous area, suddenly screamed, and without even looking at Wu Xianguang beside him, he ran his legs behind him.

"Master Tiger, wait for me!"

"Boss, help!"

Wu Xianguang, who had already been frightened, and the only thief who had picked up a life, saw Zhu Hu, whom they regarded as the protector god, rushing to the road without looking back, and they all screamed and hurriedly chased after him, and even used the strength to eat milk.

"Humph! Do you think I can only do sorcery? Before I practiced spells, the martial arts I practiced over the years would not be worse than yours. In order to survive, the body style was particularly prominent. ”

In fact, what Yang Ning wanted to kill most was Zhu Hu, the hateful bandit leader. Looking at the three backs running away, Yang Ning sneered, and the martial arts footwork that he had cultivated for many years unfolded, and his body was like an arrow off the string, and he hurriedly chased after it.

The four of them rushed out of the hundreds of meters in front of each other. Wu Xianguang was just a gentleman, he had not practiced any martial arts at all, but in a short distance of 100 meters, he was chased by the surviving bandits from behind and fell behind.

And Yang Ning's speed was getting faster and faster, and he was already approaching a distance of about fifty meters behind them. Hearing the sound of footsteps from behind, Wu Xianguang, who was lagging behind, turned pale.