Chapter 45 Possessed by the Hill?

Compared to the enemy, Xiaoshan could feel the changes in his body the most, and how lonely he seemed in the face of a large group of people.

He gasped for breath in his chest, reflecting that he was still overwhelmed, and he lifted his foot.

He moved, the tip of his sword pointed to the ground, and the whole person rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The ankle exerted force, and the body that was extremely fast forward carried the wind, while the middle-aged man on the opposite side, with an indifferent face and a knife, was still a knife.

The pupils of Xiao Shan's eyes shrank sharply, and this knife was even more than before, with the shadow of the knife slashing.

At this time, Xiaoshan's right hand was not raised, was this to be restrained?

As the knife was about to slash at his shoulder, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he were smiling.

He stepped on his right foot hard, and the whole person seemed to have been hit by a heavy object, and he violently "fell down!" to the left!"

The blade was almost slashing at him, and Xiaoshan's eyes blinked, he was playing with fire, very big fire! This was a race to death.

"What a quick move!" the middle-aged man snapped, obviously not expecting this situation.

He turned his head and saw that the hill was rushing towards his army, and he frowned, and raised his knife in pursuit.

Xiaoshan only felt that the scenery in front of him was moving to the right, because he was moving too fast, so fast that he couldn't catch the scenery himself.

The horror did not stop, and the scene just now still echoed in his mind.

Although I can't control my body, the feeling of this body is like empathy, and it is very uncomfortable to be oppressed by the momentum of a middle-aged person.

He felt that he should have run in the opposite direction, not in the direction of the army, and saw that this posture was actually killing with a sword.

The panting in his chest was still there, not abated in the slightest, and he knew his body very well.

The hand holding the sword trembled, but it was slightly better than before.

The speed did not weaken in the slightest, and it headed straight for the army.

"This feeling!"

Xiaoshan held the sword, and the touch on the sword was transmitted to his hand.

He was amazed that the sword, which looked very blunt, had passed through a man's chest without any hindrance.

"I killed someone!"

Xiao Shan only had these few words in his mind at the moment, and his thoughts immediately became confused.

Xiaoshan's head paused, but his body did not, and his face showed a hideous smile, as if he liked this feeling.

When the sword came out, the soldier immediately fell, and the surrounding soldiers immediately reacted and killed the hill.

The corners of Xiaoshan's mouth twitched, as if he was disdainful, and the mysterious steps immediately reappeared, and the leaves did not touch his body.

He stepped on the body of the dead soldier and jumped sideways, the tip of the sword plunged directly into the top of the soldier's head, spurting blood.

With the help of the fulcrum, he provoked it in the air, and as soon as the hill turned, the middle-aged man had already arrived beside him and raised his knife.

Xiao Shan had a restrained smile on his face, his next move had been interrupted, the sword was across his chest, and his left hand was against it, and he was ready to take this knife hard.

There were no surprises, the last blow could not be withstanded, and this time he could not bear it even more.

The ankle rubbed against the ground, and a scratch appeared on the ground. The qi in the meridians was circulating, and his sword was already emitting blue light at some point.

This time, he was not injured, the whole person turned around in an instant, and he began to flee again, and the soldiers around him, his face changed, and he got out of the way.

There was no surprise on Xiaoshan's face, as if he knew, and they would give way to me.

Just as he was about to leave his sight completely, he turned his head and smiled at the middle-aged man in the lead.

"It's not easy!" The middle-aged man's face was solemn, and it was clear that in his eyes, he could be killed with just one knife.

And he has already made three swords, and the strength of each knife has increased, and he is still standing in front of him alive.

The main thing is to smile at him as he escaped, it was a meaningful smile, this matter is not over, it is just the beginning.

The soldier bowed his head and his hands grasped his fists. In their eyes, in just an instant, they had already killed two people, and they had no power to resist.

They don't have more thoughts, only hatred for not being strong enough.

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"Hill!"

"Xiaoshan, where are you going!"

"Are you going to leave me?"

......

A familiar voice came into Xiao Shan's ears, but the kind tone was full of doubts.

"This is Ruoxi's voice?!" Xiaoshan slowly said the question in his heart from his mouth, and his brain began to think again, the impact of the scene just now on him was too great, his mind went blank for a moment, he was not good at killing people, he had never experienced this kind of thing before.

His eyes slowly opened, his eyes were full of surprise, the environment in front of him became the same as before, he looked around, the environment did not change at all, the only thing that changed was his position.

Ruoxi was at the front of him, looking at him with big watery eyes, even Haotian Haopo was looking at him, and there was a few hundred meters between them.

Xiaoshan stood there alone, his hands naturally hemmed, looking pitiful.

"What were you talking about just now, Ruoxi? I didn't hear clearly!"

"Why did you suddenly run forward by yourself just now, we can't catch up with you!" Ruoxi said with a look of grievance, she came with Xiaoshan, what if he left him.

"Run?" Xiaoshan scratched his head and paused, not reacting to Ruoxi's question.

He couldn't figure out what he had just done, he felt that it wasn't him, and he felt as if he was possessed, or possessed by someone else.

I can't control myself, although I empathize with my own changes, I can't control myself!

This is very strange!