Footsteps approached his side.

Yin Shuiliu withdrew his thoughts, and his eyes also looked away from the fallen leaves, and the sight was a blind old man with a dove cane.

The other party is approaching his old age, although he is an old dragon clock, he has not lost much of his qi, his dove is on the ground, his ears are slightly moving, it is actually a martial arts practitioner, and he asked his grandson who was hiding behind him: "Huya, is this it?"

Sun Erhuya was just about to poke his head out, and the dove cane in the old man's hand suddenly stepped forward: "Who are you, and who are you injured, how can you lie in the alley at the back door of my martial arts hall?"

The tip of the staff was only half a foot away from Yin Shuiliu's throat, but with this exposed hand, you could see the depth of the blind old man's kung fu.

If Yin Shuiliu is the identity of the villain, this rod will be beaten.

"Master!"

More than a dozen young men in short shirts rushed in, and in an instant, they surrounded the Yin Shui Liuliu who was hiding here in the corner.

The girl named Xiaoya stood timidly at the back door of the martial arts hall, how dare she come over again, and shouted from a distance here: "Grandpa, that bloody man, is he dead or alive?"

"Under ......"

Pretending to cough lightly, Yin Shuiliu was about to make up an identity randomly, when he suddenly warned him.

The real people who came came, not the people from the Indigenous Martial Arts Hall in front of them.

"Your voice ......"

Yin Shuiliu was used to speaking so hoarsely, and after the blind old man's vicious and hateful words, his expression changed drastically.

He put the dove staff pointing at Yin Shuiliu back, and did not say anything when he attached himself, but said in a trembling voice: "You say two more words, and then say two more words to the old man." ”

The people next to him looked at each other, helpless and pitiful in their eyes.

Bang.

In the distance, the attic collapsed, the crying father shouted loudly, and the crowd rushed to the wolves.

Yin Shuiliu said a few perfunctory words, how could his mind be in such a strange gaffe of the blind old man. Looking through the gap between the dense branches and leaves, you can vaguely see that before the night comes, two figures in front of one behind the other are in the cornices and walls, and the time and time are together, and the feet can not only kick a large piece of tiles, but also use the palm fist to knock the wall down and crack, and there is also the golden sound of the two sides swords hitting each other.

"This kind of internal strength!"

The indigenous youths of the martial arts hall were all shocked.

Seeing that one person was gradually losing his strength and galloping back towards the martial arts hall, Yin Shuiliu frowned slightly, knowing that with the scope of their fight, if he really passed through the fight here, there was a chance that he would be involved.

"Kang'er ......"

Yin Shuiliu was already preparing a way to dodge, and he had no scruples about aggravating his injuries for this reason. Unexpectedly, after hearing a few words of his foolishness, the blind old man not only trembled and abandoned the dove cane on the ground, but his emotions were even more excited.

He called Kang'er a few times in his mouth, and when he came down, he held Yin Shuiliu's cheek: "It's really you, this is your face, Dad can touch your face......"

Unaware of the approaching battle, tears welled up in his blind eyes, and he looked like crazy for a while.

At this moment, the battle situation changed suddenly.

The person who fought and retreated, the sword in his right hand was strong and heavy, and he stepped forward with a round of sword moon, forcing the opponent to point to the spine with the sword body.

Touching each other in pairs, the man with the Mo knife was invincible, and when the blood spurted in his mouth, with the help of the other party's internal strength through the sword body, he retreated back as much as three feet, he had a plan in his heart, and was about to take the opportunity to escape, but his body was stunned, rolled down from the eaves, smashed the water tank on the ground, and there was no movement.

[System prompt: Hundreds of battles, the first to fight, a thousand sails to start, the brave wins, ten thousand people experience, the king of the murderer, number 77859438 successfully killed the number 88776523, becoming the first number to achieve the achievement of ten consecutive slashes today, seize the opportunity to compete for the first, and take the lead in obtaining the first step of this experience Plot task guidance points: ten points. 】

The first place has dozens of mission guidance points, the second place has eight points, the third place has five points, and the subsequent ten consecutive slashes are all three points, whether it is a single kill or ten consecutive slashes, the number value obtained is the same.

The numbered person has ten detection opportunities per day, and is limited to ten kills, and there is no numbered value reward for multiple kills.

The sword-wielder who came after him looked ugly, looked at the corpse of the man with a strange knife a few times, the fierceness in his eyes disappeared, and he didn't look around, and a few ups and downs in horror disappeared.

"Hurry up and report to the officer. ”

The curses of the indigenous people near and far are continuous.

Yin Shuiliu changed color for the first time in this world, and let the blind old man wipe the blood from his face and shout at him.

The wall blocked the destination along the corner of the courtyard, and the hidden weapon that shot the man with the knife came from there.

Is that the number 77859438?

The other party completed ten consecutive slashes so quickly?

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The gray-shirted young man in the downtown crowd paused slightly, and the incredulity in his eyes was not gone for a long time.

In this distraction, the target he had locked in before him was gone.

"Ashore, what's wrong?"

The gray-shirted boy had not yet reached the crown, his childish face was gloomy, and the vendor next to him accidentally bumped into his shoulder, he was shocked at this moment, waved his hand and didn't listen to what the vendor said, and hurriedly walked into the alley behind the stall.

"Elder Yao, the first numbered person with ten consecutive slashes has completed the task. ”

The gray-shirted boy was dressed like the other boys in this world, except for an extra decoration on the fingers of his slender right hand.

It was a black quaint ring, and Yao Lao's voice came from within.

"So fast?"

Yao Lao let out the same shocked voice as Yin Shuiliu.

The gray-shirted young man who called ashore glanced left and right a few times, Yao Lao communicated with him with residual thoughts, his cultivation was insufficient, and he still needed to speak: "This kind of killing speed, that number 77859438 is killing other numbered people in seconds......"

Even if he consciously controlled it without panicking, the gray-shirted boy had only gone through three training missions, and the serial number of his numberer was inherited from the death numberer, and his mental cultivation in the face of bloody killing was far inferior to that of the murderous numbered person who came out of the mountain of corpses and blood.

Speaking of the number seven seven eight five nine four three eight such a terrifying speed of seckill, the gray-shirted young man's voice trembled a little and said: "In the three training tasks in front of me, the martial arts cultivation between the numbered ones will not be too different, why is it that among the numbered people who match the number one who enters the game this time, the Lord Juggernaut will arrange to bring in a numbered person who can kill the same kind in such an instant?"

He finally asked, "Elder Yao, have you ever encountered this situation before?"

"Don't panic. ”

Yao Lao had been with the gray-shirted young man for many days, knowing that he was flustered at this time, and when he was about to arrange countermeasures for him, he suddenly said in surprise: "In this world, the old man has never entered the experience once, why is there such a familiar atmosphere?"

The gray-shirted young man was a little nervous and stunned: "Huh?"

Yao Lao was silent for a long time, but in an instant, he could no longer feel the slightest strangeness, and he said in a deep voice: "Your training mission this time is mainly for safety, don't covet the number value and the final task reward. ”

This is a difficult side of the world, and it is impossible to have acquaintances he has known in the past, let alone other numbered people who have matched the entry with the shore.

This kind of breath is not a person, but a method, the inheritance of the method left by a former acquaintance, the sword god described by the lord for this mission, is it really a great power of more than one step, after leaving his own world, he has met him in other planes?

"Elder Yao, then I don't need to kill people anymore?"

The black-shirted boy was beaming.

The qualification of the inheritance number is only one year, and he has changed from an ordinary teenager to a struggling survivor who shuttles between different planes, and he just wants to shine on the lintel in the main world, and does not want to enter the game to kill people and complete the task.

"You've turned on the race mode, that is, if you don't kill people, others will kill you. ”

Yao Lao sighed softly, this son is too kind, if he didn't help him and support each other, he would have died in the first training mission.