The rough man suddenly pointed at Yan San: "It's coming from him." ”

The sound was no louder than stepping on a branch, but the woodland was too quiet and the four of them had good ears, which made it particularly abrupt.

Yan Saburo had already heard who the owner of the voice was, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he grabbed the horse's belly, turned around and ran into the woodland, and at the same time did not forget to stuff the white cat back into the bookcase with his backhand.

The three of them didn't think about it, and chased after them. This boy walked alone in the countryside, and was arrested by a lot of money, it stands to reason that there must be something extraordinary, but in their opinion, even if Yan Saburo has cultivation, he is also weak and not harmful, so he can chase after him boldly.

The three of them had surrounded him in the middle, and he ran away, getting closer to the rough man among them, who pulled out a pair of purple gold copper hammers from his waist and smashed them at the head of the horse under Yan Saburo's crotch!

The person who wanted to arrest Yan Saburo with a lot of money had a request, and he had to arrest him alive, so he didn't hurt the boy's life, and just wanted to hand over the tools he used to escape.

Yan Saburo took the horse's head back to avoid the fatal blow of the wind. Taking advantage of the old opponent's moves, the black light in the boy's hand flashed slightly, and the resentful wooden sword went back to the rough man from the bottom up, and took his wrist directly, taking into account the fast, accurate, and ruthless.

He took the "Tiger Fight" swordsmanship from the Hengxi Chamber of Commerce and studied it carefully, and he refused to waste a day, but if he had any doubts, he grabbed Chitose to solve his doubts. Chitose was annoyed, but Yan Saburo was always firm, and she often couldn't resist him in the end, so she explained it to him in order to be quiet.

In the past few days, the most basic sword techniques have been practiced by him well, and he did not hesitate to use them when the catastrophe was approaching.

The big man couldn't help but be startled when he saw him counterattacking sharply, but at a quick glance, he saw that the boy was just playing with a dark green wooden sword, with no brilliance around him, and his length was less than three feet, and he didn't even have the arrogance of a divine soldier.

But he still instinctively withdrew his hand, but Yan Saburo's speed suddenly accelerated, and the action was like a tiger cub stretching out its claws to slap a toy, and it was closed at a touch, and he couldn't even see the threat.

But then the big man felt a cold and painful hand, and blood gushed out—

The tip of Yan Saburo's sword skyrocketed suddenly, and before it fell, it became a foot longer out of thin air, just cutting off his tail finger!

The big man roared in pain, subconsciously pressed his palm, Yan Saburo grabbed this gap, and jumped past him on horseback. When the other two pounced, he had already broken out of the encirclement of the three and hurried into the forest.

"Second brother, you go after it!" the scribe ordered the other person, turning back to see the rough man's injury, "Third brother, what's wrong?"

"The little ghost...... There's something strange on the sword!" The rough man twitched in pain as the corners of his eyes twitched. The scribe grabbed his hand and looked at it, and was immediately taken aback.

The third brother had half of his finger cut off, and the blood should have flowed like a lot, but after a while, the blood had stopped. But this is not a good thing, because the muscles near the wound are atrophiing, and the hands of a thirty-year-old man who should be full of skin and blood are full of qi and blood, but now the back of his hand is white, and the epidermis is sunken, like a straw buried under the skin, sucking the flesh dry.

The rough man was sweating profusely in pain, and said with difficulty: "In my meridians, there are things jumping around!"

In fact, he did not need to say that once the skin was sunken, the scribe could clearly see that the green tendons under his skin were bulging, like rats jumping around. This thing arches upwards along the man's meridians, and the speed is not fast, but it is a troublesome thing in case it invades the lungs.

"Bear with me, I'll catch him and get the antidote!"

After the scribe finished speaking, he glanced up at the dense forest. The second child had already chased after him, but the hoofs of both horses had disappeared, and I don't know how it was going.

Tonight, the sunset is all over the sky, although the sun has set, but there is still a faint red smoke wafting in the air around us, as if the afterglow has not faded.

The empty mountains and forests are extremely quiet.

The silence is unsettling. The scribe and the rough man looked at each other, and then rushed into the woods on horseback.

......

It took a while to flutter in the woodland before peace returned.

The boy rode out, followed by a healthy horse, the other two of which he had unsaddled and let go.

Ahead was an endless field, and at the end of the line of sight was a small village, where he wanted to stay. Chitose sat on the other horse and said lazily: "I don't see you soft when you kill, but you are very warm to a few horses." ”

There were three people on the other side, and she solved two, and the last one, that is, the rough man, was handed over to the boy. According to Chitose, it is called "a beginning and an end".

Embarking on the path of cultivation, sooner or later you will kill people, it is better to use these miscellaneous fish to practice as soon as possible, so as not to affect your future performance. Thinking of this, Chitose also muttered a little in her heart, killing the rough man was her mandatory requirement for Yan Saburo, this kid did not resist, he drew his sword and killed without changing his face, and sealed his throat in one style, which can be called crisp and neat.

Most importantly, he did not show any discomfort afterwards.

Chitose has been in this world for some years, and knowing that the "first time" of human beings killing their own kind often has a psychological barrier to over. She scoffed at this empathy, but Tsubamezaburo's performance surprised her.

She stroked her chin and thought, but this kid is very fond of dealing with the horses left behind by the three of them, and she remembers to help them unload their whole body burden before driving the horse into Nanshan. It is said that a few days ago, he passed by the countryside and fed a pregnant stray dog.

"Killing is a last resort. Yan Saburo was serious, "These horses didn't offend me, and they won't reveal our secrets." ”

The male voice that suddenly sounded in the clearing just now was square-the ghost-faced nest mother spider lived in the bookcase, and the cat possessed by Chitose was held in Yan Saburo's hand, and he didn't care about controlling it. So as soon as Duan Fang spoke, the mother spider made a voice here, which scared everyone.

At that time, Yan Saburo knew that these three people couldn't stay, otherwise the news would leak out, and trouble would definitely come to the door.

Chitose smiled and said, "How do you feel about killing someone for the first time?"

Yan Saburo thought intently: "The dragon feeding recipe has worked, and it feels very ...... Singularity. ”

In fact, the rough man was unlucky in more than one place, in addition to the resentful wood sword absorbing life force from his wounds, Yan Saburo's true power also invaded his meridians, hindering the operation of his power.

At present, Yan Saburo has raised two small dragons in the meridians according to the dragon feeding technique, and when facing the enemy, his true power comes out and sneaks into the opponent's wound. The dragon is fierce, and he may not be very well-behaved to Yan Saburo, the master, not to mention that when he gets to the opponent's body, he immediately begins to make waves, making the rough man miserable.