As soon as he showed his head on the hill, he found a large group of people, dressed in black military uniforms, led by the people standing in front.

Xiao Shan squinted his eyes and found that he looked like Lin Mad, and subconsciously asked tentatively.

The leader, apparently not expecting the situation, did not answer, and glared at him.

Xiaoshan suddenly blushed, put his hand on the ground, and jumped up suddenly.

Lin Mad's momentum is restrained, when there is no situation, his whole person is like an ordinary middle-aged man, and he doesn't seem to have anything special, which should be a symptom of being able to control his breath freely and have strong martial arts.

And the person in front of him, facing him, has an irresistible momentum, with a straight face, and looks like he doesn't eat oil and salt, is this a soldier?

It gives people the feeling that they are like brothers, but their personalities are very different.

"Who are you?" asked the leader.

Xiao Shan was stunned for a moment, he didn't know anything about the situation in front of him, and he didn't know how to answer at all.

He subconsciously grasped the sword in his hand, and sometimes silence was the best answer.

Especially in the face of him, a murderous aura was facing him, making him very nervous.

He looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he already had the answer in his heart.

The movement had not occurred for many years, but today the movement was strong, and in his hand he held a black, stone-like sword.

Many coincidences occur similarly, and this is not a coincidence.

Then!

Xiaoshan noticed that the environment in front of him seemed to move, and he was stunned for a moment, and the person in front of him was getting closer and closer.

He looked down and tried to move his hand, realizing that he could no longer control himself.

“......！”

The corners of his mouth moved tentatively, and he was surprised to find that he couldn't utter any syllables!

What the hell is going on!

It's the sound of the sword!

The sword in his hand actually began to shake, and a bladeless sword actually resounded with a sword sound.

This shows that he is not only fast at drawing his sword, but also has definitely not a low attainment in the sword.

The soldiers on the opposite side did not hesitate at all, and also drew their swords to fight.

The two faced each other, without any dialogue, Xiaoshan faced the oppression of the soldiers, and his body was "moved" by himself without being under his own orders.

The soldiers came with their own purposes, and they had already "fought" just by suspecting.

Xiaoshan's body ran, but he remembered a sentence in his heart, in the face of an unexplained answer, silence is the best answer.

Offense is the best defense, and that's how it works.

Besides, there is no way to deal with it, his body has already made a choice for him, and he can only comfort him like this.

The two approached quickly, swords contacted, without any flashy moves, unpretentious.

Xiaoshan could feel the change in his body, his right arm dancing rapidly, and he was attacking him with his sword.

The sword in his hand touched his sword, and sparks flew everywhere, and it was then that Xiaoshan realized that his sword was made of stone. All he knew was that only stones, when they hit sharp objects, would sparks be splashed.

The sword that seems so fast to Koyama, from top to bottom, from left to right, makes continuous moves.

When he thought the next blow would hurt him, he took it every time.

After a while, Xiao Shan's eyes were already sour, he could only see the shadow of the sword, the speed of the sword was getting faster and faster, the mental power was highly concentrated, and the mental consumption was greater, which would cause fatigue.

He was glad that he didn't fight him, otherwise he would definitely not be able to hold out even a move.

And the middle-aged man on the opposite side was faster, and then Xiaoshan's sword move face remained unchanged, and he was very calm.

This is the gap, I can't even see the sword clearly, and in the face of an attack, even if I can see it with my eyes, my body will definitely not be able to avoid it.

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, as if he had lost the patience to be tempted, and the knife in his hand slashed casually, right at his chest.

In Xiaoshan's eyes, this move is completely unavoidable.

The middle-aged man had been defending before, and he could only see that his knife was fast and his arms were powerful.

Only one move was made, and before the knife arrived, he felt that he could feel hurt by the knife.

Xiao Shan's eyes widened, and the sword in his hand was faster and more powerful than before, just to block this sword.

"Bump!"

The swords met instantly, and the sound waves escaped in all directions, and Xiaoshan only felt that his ears had lost his hearing in an instant.

Then from the blade to the arm, a huge force came, and the sword vibrate.

His hands were trembling, and he felt like he was just a little closer to the sword in his hand coming out.

The knife was pressed down, and the ankle only felt that it had sunk a little, Xiaoshan lowered his head, the tip of the knife slashed Xiaoshan's chest, and his clothes were broken with a stab.

He was knocked back by the impact of the knife.

A full meter, he was half-kneeling, the sword in his hand stuck in the ground, supporting its wobbly body.

"Poof!"

He couldn't hold back any longer, and blood gushed out of his throat and spurted out of his mouth.

Holding the sword in his right hand, his left hand wiped his bleeding lips, and his ankles strained, he touched his chest to stand up.

There was a faint pain in his chest, reflecting that he was seriously injured.

With just one move, although it didn't hurt his body, the knife had already passed through his lungs.

I can't fight him, I have to run away!!" Although Xiaoshan thought so, he didn't do anything, he couldn't control this body.

Xiao Shan's body had already stood up, and he stood up slowly, and the hand holding the sword was trembling, proving that his combat power had dropped sharply, and he didn't even have much strength to hold the sword.

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 so fast that he couldn't even capture the scenery around him.

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.

As soon as the sword was inserted, it was pulled out directly, and the soldier immediately fell, and the surrounding soldiers immediately reacted and killed the hill. The corners of Bing Xiaoshan's mouth twitched, and he seemed to disdain, and his mysterious steps immediately reappeared, and the leaves did not touch his body.

He stepped on the dead soldier's body and jumped in the air, the tip of his sword reaching 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.

~~~

"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 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!

That's weird!!