"Roar!!

The black bear, which was accumulating injuries and bleeding blood, finally became furious and attacked more and more frantically.

And Xu Anping is still steady and steady, controlling the rhythm of the battle, avoiding all frontal collisions, focusing on avoidance, and occasionally counterattacking.

A full quarter of an hour later.

The black bear's massive body collapsed with a bang.

But just when Xu Anping's mind was slightly relaxed, a slight sound suddenly came from the side.

Xu Anping's heart jumped, and he didn't care to check if the black bear was really dead, so he hurriedly jumped back, and at the same time turned his eyes to the direction where the voice came from.

I saw a figure holding a long sword rushing towards me with a hideous face.

"Song Zhixiong!"

Xu Anping's expression was cold.

The moment he saw the other party's face, he understood that the other party had not left from beginning to end, but had been following behind him, and now he suddenly popped out at the moment when he had worked so hard to kill the black bear and his heart was relaxed, and his purpose was self-evident.

Growing up in peacetime, he never thought that someone would follow him for a few herbs, and even want to kill him.

It's just a task.

Obviously, a few herbs don't have much to do with it, just to avoid being punished, they follow and plot against themselves.

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Xu Anping clenched his long sword and slashed fiercely in the direction of Song Zhixiong.

Although he was in a hurry, his cultivation had reached the realm of cultivation after all, and his strength was even greater than that of Song Zhixiong, who was an adult and had cultivated to a level of perfection.

"Hammer!"

The two swords hit each other, and the two of them were as stable as Mount Tai.

Xu Anping moved under his feet and took a stride to the right front, and at the same time, the blade of the sword tightly pressed against the opponent's long sword and rotated half a circle, followed by a horizontal slash, slashing diagonally towards the opponent's waist and abdomen.

This abrupt change of trick made Song Zhixiong shocked.

He is just an ordinary handyman, although he has learned the exercises of Xuanyuemen, and his physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but he is not qualified to learn any martial arts at all, but he has summed up some combat experience when fighting with beasts in the process of collecting medicine, but he is not experienced in a hundred battles.

To put it bluntly, he can only do a little crop style, and he can't even talk about the most basic swordsmanship.

In front of Xu Anping, who had initially mastered the unknown swordsmanship, he was completely at a disadvantage in terms of skills.

When he watched the battle between Xu Anping and the black bear just now, he didn't think there was any problem, but now he made a sneak attack, and after just one confrontation, he noticed Xu Anping's difficulty.

The strength is not weaker than himself, and he can resist his own attacks in a hurry.

The psychological quality is not bad, even if you just kill the black bear, you can react as soon as possible under your own sneak attack, dodge the attack and block it.

His combat skills also seem to be stronger than his own, and he immediately changes his moves after a confrontation and turns defense into offense.

This is by no means the behavior of an ordinary handyman.

"Is this a genius?"

Song Zhixiong muttered in his mouth, and the next moment, his face became extremely ruthless:

"What about genius? You have been fighting with the black bear for so long, and your physical strength can't last long, and how many swords can you catch me? ”

"I hate geniuses the most!"

"Since you have already made a bad relationship, then give me death!"

He moved under his feet, hurriedly took a small step back, and after dodging Xu Anping's attack, another sword was handed forward, stabbing Xu Anping's arm holding the sword.

However.

Xu Anping just flipped his wrist, and the long sword struck on the side of his blade, and stabbed forward again.

"Whew!"

The sword plunged into his chest.

Song Zhixiong stiffened, and before he could react, he felt another sharp pain in his neck, a large amount of blood gushed out, and his physical strength was rapidly lost.

"I see, you're just that."

Xu Anping took a few quick breaths, looked at the other party's collapsed body, and grinned.

In fact, he himself didn't realize how much a martial art would improve his combat power.

Just like those actual combat type of national arts masters in the previous life, even if their physical fitness is comparable to that of ordinary people, they are sure to kill people instantly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that in the case of not too much difference in physical fitness, combat skills and experience are more important than physical fitness.

And the martial arts of this world are all advanced skills that have been painstakingly studied by the ancestors and summarized from actual battles again and again.

Even if it's just an entry level, it's much stronger than the average person's crop handle.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Xu Anping frowned, turned his head suddenly, and saw a blurred human face flashing in the distance of the jungle and disappearing behind a big tree.

"Seen ......"

"However, as long as there is no evidence, presumably this kind of thing will not attract the attention of the sect, after all, the members of the medicine collection team are just ordinary miscellaneous servants, and there will be normal losses every time, and no one will care about the death of Song Zhixiong."

These thoughts flashed through Xu Anping's mind, and he leaned over and took out a few herbs from Song Zhixiong's bamboo basket, gathered thirty for himself, and hurriedly turned around and left.

There have just been two battles in a row here, especially the fight with the black bear before, and the movement is really not small, maybe it will attract some fierce beasts.

It's better to leave as soon as possible.

After Xu Anping identified the direction, he hurriedly walked in the direction outside the forest.

It was close to evening.

The members of the herb collection team walked out of the forest one after another.

Of the thirty members who came, only twenty-seven were left at this time, including Song Zhixiong, a total of three people disappeared forever in Dongwu Mountain.

After counting everyone's spoils, Deacon Zhou praised an old member in public.

"Liu Zhengde, a total of thirty-eight herbs have been collected, including a high-quality Blue Moon Grass, which has performed very well, and has played a good role in setting an example for the new members.

A big man with a face full of meat suddenly bowed down happily: "Thank you deacon for the reward!" ”

Zhuangti soup is a high-grade ingredient that is extremely nutritious and easy to absorb, and it is also a kind of medicinal diet, which can improve the cultivation efficiency of the exercises and accelerate the strengthening of the body.

For these miscellaneous servants, this is an extremely rare and precious thing, and many people looked at Liu Zhengde with envy on their faces, thinking that they would work hard to win the first place next time, and maybe they would also have the opportunity to get a reward like Zhuangti Tang.

Xu Anping observed other people, intentionally or unintentionally, but did not detect the abnormality on anyone's face.

"That witness is either not a member of the medicine collection team, or he didn't plan to report it to Deacon Zhou at all, and the killing of Song Zhixiong should be in the past."

"Moreover, Deacon Zhou only cares about how many people have died, and he doesn't care who the dead people are, and he doesn't even ask, even if the eyewitnesses report it, it is estimated that it will have no impact."

"Miscellaneous servants, it's really fate."

Xu Anping couldn't help but sigh in his heart.