Chapter 71: The Great Scuffle

"No thanks, everyone is in the same boat, helping you is helping myself. Yang Pan shook his head and replied modestly.

What Yang Pan thought in his heart was that these people should not be from the Demon Gate, because they were too weak, so weak that they didn't even have the pressure to use the Divine Sword Slash.

So where did these people come from, and who are they aimed at?

Autumn Ming, Wang Zexing, or Zhao Dekun?

Immediately afterwards, Yang Pan killed two more people, and through observation, he found that these people who besieged and killed them had mixed martial arts, and they couldn't see any system at all, as if they were a rabble composed of scattered cultivators.

The cultivation of these people is uneven, from the middle stage of the congenital to the congenital consummation.

Could it be that the people of the Demon Gate gathered a group of loose cultivators to make a move?

"No, these people are crazy, why are they attacking us for no reason?" Yang Pan asked loudly in surprise.

"Haha, Brother Yang really just debuted, this Jianghu, people's hearts are sinister, and people's hearts are unpredictable. There are always some people who don't reflect on themselves, but are madly jealous of us geniuses from great forces, and there are always some people who don't work hard to cultivate, but instead target us frantically. It's hard for you to understand what these people think. Qiu Ming replied with a big smile.

"Yes, since my debut, I've experienced similar situations no less than 30 times, so it's good to get used to it. Wang Zexing echoed as he made a move.

"It's not to say that the rivers and lakes are sinister, there are always some mentally retarded people who like to do something harmful to others and themselves, and I am also very helpless. Zhao Dekun sighed.

Yang Pan listened, and could only say that he was speechless, sure enough, it is the same rice and a hundred kinds of people, what kind of strange things are there.

Yang Pan couldn't understand the brain-dead thoughts of these people, and he didn't even want his own life for a little practical benefit, just for a little strange reason.

It's really self-defeating, moths to the fire.

Originally, the brain-dead did not distinguish between the world.

But I like it, it's better to give away someone's head with a brain-dead person.

Yang Pan was happier and harder when he swung the knife.

Yang Pan holds a crescent scimitar in his hand, the knife light is vertical and horizontal, the knife is full of energy, and the blade is either dead or dead.

Three, five, ten, twenty, fifty.

As time went by, there were countless people killed by Yang Pan, and slowly there were fewer and fewer people who came to Yang Pan's blade.

Even people who are brain-dead and not afraid of death will look at the difference in strength between them.

Even death is worth it, right?

The problem is that Yang Pan killed so many people without even a little injury, didn't the people who died in front of him die in vain?

In this case, there will naturally be many fewer people who dare to come to Yang Pan to find death.

There were fewer people in front of Yang Pan, so Yang Pan had no choice but to help Lu Ze share the pressure.

Compared with Yang Pan's efficient killing speed, Lu Ze has only killed eight people and injured more than a dozen so far. But he himself suffered some sword wounds and knife wounds.

"Brother Yang, you're too fast, aren't you?" Lu Ze was not far from Yang Pan's side, so he naturally paid a little attention to Yang Pan's results.

In addition, the corpses were lined up along the way, neatly rowed.

"Yang Mou said, I learned the knife technique of killing, killing when I shoot, I want to only kill without injury, it is too difficult, and I am not easy to control. Yang Pan pretended to sigh regretfully.

Qiu Ming heard the conversation between Yang Pan and Lu Ze not far away, and couldn't help but secretly swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Fortunately, I was sensible at the beginning, and I didn't really talk to Yang Pan, otherwise according to Yang Pan, if I couldn't put my hand away and gave myself such a knife, it would really be a wrongful death.

Yang Pan's harvest is very big, to what extent?

Killing all the way, Yang Pan absorbed the essence and blood of hundreds of people, although because these people have different cultivations, but in general, there are not a hundred units, but there are also sixty or seventy units, which is also a big harvest, isn't it?

It's not just Yangpan in this area, other places are full of fighting.

There are simple vendettas, there are murders and treasures, there are those who buy murderers, and there are also careerists like Momen who provoke disputes behind the scenes.

"Holy. Out of the corner of his eye, Yang Pan noticed that the people from the Demon Gate had also joined the siege, and they had come specifically for him.

The people of the Demon Gate are not comparable to these rabbles now.

Yang Pan felt the pressure from his opponent and was not at the same level as before. Immediately understood that the one who shot now must be the killer of the Demon Gate.

"Whew-"

A loud knife groan sounded.

"Die!" Yang Pan shouted loudly, and the divine knife slashed out.

One knife turns into six knives, and six knives are combined into one knife.

The pupils of the Demon Gate Killer who fought with Yang Pan couldn't help but dilate, and the fear and resentment in his eyes didn't have time to bloom before they had time to bloom and there was no longer brilliance.

One knife is divided, the corpse is divided in two, flesh and blood are flying, internal organs are scattered, cruel and beautiful.

Although Yang Pan had killed a lot of people before, most of them sealed his throat with a knife, died happily, and kept the whole corpse. But when Yang Pan really got serious, under the divine sword, they were all dead and dead.

The sword slew one but did not dissipate, and again struck the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth men.

All six of them were stabbed and died horribly.

The besieging cultivators were instantly frightened and returned to their senses, and many brain-dead martial artists who were ready to sneak attack Yang Pan subconsciously retreated.

Because when Yang Pan used the divine knife to kill people, it was really quite terrifying, murderous, and demonic.

Even brain-dead people have biological reactions, and when faced with something they are afraid of, they are afraid.

Yang Pan scimitar in his hand, walking in the blood rain, evil awe-inspiring.

"Come on. Yang Pan looked around at his opponent.

Lu Ze and the others couldn't help but look sideways, it was not the first time they had seen Yang Pan's divine sword slash, but it was the first time they had experienced it so closely.

Divine Sword Slash, a magic knife born for killing.

Yang Pan's knife technique is also more superb.

After the Demon Gate master who was hiding in the dark to observe saw Yang Pan's sword technique, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's improved again, it's really a terrible talent." ”

It's only been a long time? It's only been three or four days. Yang Pan's knife skills have improved again.

In Yang Pan's investigation data, his knife skills have improved from one knife to six knives, and it has only been two months.

Yang Pan, who was in the beginning of the Dharma body, did not have any burden on his arm after sending out a divine sword slash.

In the past, even in its heyday, a divine sword slash would more or less cause a certain burden on the arm, which was the limitation of the divine sword slash.

But now, the Dharma body is only in its infancy, and the changes are so obvious. If this is a great Dharma body, wouldn't it be able to use the Divine Sword Slash as an ordinary move?

That's pretty good.

This is a god-level knife technique that must be hit when the knife is released, and it is divided in one sword. A nuclear-weapon-level strategic presence can be used as a conventional weapon.