Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Art of Drawing the Sword

Dr. Ling Lone's identity has really gained a lot of convenience!

Along the way, many teams were happy to help Ling Lonely and them in any way they could, showing them the way, telling them some of the news they had got, and getting some food, water, and clothing...... Wait. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoSome teams even wanted to invite Ling Lonely into their team, but Ling Lonely politely declined.

Xiong Chong looked at them and left with a look of regret, they are friends who have lived and died with Mr. Nangong, how can they leave with you?

Ling Lone, they had seen a lot of powerful teams, and a dead lotus really stirred up the clouds! Ling Lone's team could only be at the middle level on the surface. However, Ling Lin didn't care, he didn't have the idea of relying on a team to do anything, what he wanted to do still depended on himself. When the time is right, you will naturally have to break away, and then you have time to toss!

I don't know if Xiong is important enough to know Ling Lone's thoughts, will he retract his praise for Ling Lonely?

When Ling Lin and the others were hurrying, a middle-aged man with a sallow face came out of a hidden place on a small hill. When he left the quaint-looking, atmospheric stone gate, there were many people passing by, and no one noticed. There is no shortage of lone rangers in this world, and the Swamp of Death is no exception. It's just that the lone ranger generally dies quickly, and there is no one to collect the body. But there are also many lone rangers who live well, and it is generally best not to provoke such people, otherwise it is easy to have big problems!

However, people are always greedy, and once the benefits are huge, there is nothing that cannot be touched!

The yellow-faced man had a gloomy face, his steps were fast, and he seemed to be in a bad mood! He held a knife in his hand, and the scabbard was dusty slowly, and it seemed that it had been used for too long, but the scabbard seemed to have ...... A little bit of blood.

The hill is small, and not far away is a dense forest, with endless trees covering everything.

The sound of rustling leaves moved lightly, the woods seemed to be very quiet and peaceful, the breeze floated, the yellow-faced man fell to the ground, frowned, raised his head and looked around carefully, his brows furrowed deeper, and suddenly said: "Come out, I have already found you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a lot of people suddenly appeared in the originally empty woods, armed with weapons, and surrounded him in the middle.

"Bang bang!" a gray-clothed man clapped his hands as he walked from the front of the yellow-faced man. His cheekbones were raised, his eyes were cold, his body was relatively strong, and his vicious aura came to his face.

"Look at how capable my brother is! It's not simple, it's not simple!" The man in gray smiled, "It's just that my brother has been mixed around in this death swamp for a while, but he has never seen his brother, and he is an outsider compared to his brother!"

The yellow-faced man didn't answer the gray-clothed man's words, glanced at the eleven people in front of him, and said: "This eldest brother, I didn't find anything in the cave mansion, but the companions who went in with me were all gone, and there is really nothing worth thinking about the eldest brother, if the eldest brother doesn't dislike it, my ancestral knife will be given to this eldest brother." ”

"Oh, people who enter and leave the Dao Cave Mansion say they don't get anything, and if I get anything, I will also say that I don't get anything. The man in gray shook his head.

"And what do you want?" said the yellow-faced man, frowning.

"We are not murderous people, as long as you lay down your arms and let us check it, if there is nothing else on our brother, we will naturally let him go. What do you think, brother, we are all reasonable people!" the man in gray laughed.

The yellow-faced man shook his head and said, "If I lay down my weapon, I will be the one who will die!"

"What do you mean, brother? Do you think so many of us can't beat you?" I just don't want to hurt the peace!" the man in gray continued with a smile.

"There are so many of you that you are naturally better than me. But you don't want me to fight back and damage your strength!You're smart, but there's still a little bit of blood in the air, so this trick won't work for me!"

"Hehe!" The man in gray smiled gloomily and said, "Since you have seen through it, then we have nothing to say!

"Alas!" the yellow-faced man shook his head lightly and muttered: "Learn from others to use wisdom? You are still too far away! Why do you need so much nonsense to be a bad person, remember to talk less nonsense in the next life!"

No one could see clearly when the yellow-faced man put his hand on the knife, but the knife and the hand were so natural, as if they should be one, so that the group of people didn't notice. The hand holds the knife very tightly, and it is also very stable!

Seeing the person in front of him killed, the yellow-faced man's face did not panic, but flashed a sharp light, and a trace of bloodthirsty red light condensed into a bloodshot in the pupil.

"Groaning ......"

Suddenly, a black light appeared between heaven and earth, dazzling like thunder and lightning, and heaven and earth seemed to have turned into a white expanse, making everyone present involuntarily squint their eyes.

The black light flashed away, and the yellow-faced man walked out of the crack and muttered: "If you kill me as soon as we meet, maybe you can still kill me! Sure enough, you can't be too verbose to be a bad guy!"

The yellow-faced man is gone, walking very fast.

The breeze blew slightly into the woods, blowing the leaves, and as the wind blew through the group of people who were stiff in place, eleven great heads rolled off their necks, blood rushed wildly, and corpses fell.

......

Time passed slowly, and a man in white was victorious with a light smile, precious ornaments, brocade clothes, clear jade pendants, and luxurious swords.

"Drawing a knife?

With a low murmur, the man in white disappeared like a gust of wind.

The scar on the neck of the corpse on the ground was smooth and straight, as smooth as cutting a radish with a knife, and the eyes of the head were still at the moment when the yellow-faced man drew the knife.

In the depths of the forest, twenty or thirty corpses lay in a scarry, with few scars, most of them slashed their throats. It seems that there are really a lot of fools who just handed over their weapons like that, and the result is only to be slaughtered!

Since the appearance of the Entering Dao Cave, there have been countless people who have entered, but not many people have come out. Regardless of whether the people who came out were seriously injured or not, and no matter how many people there were, these people were all targeted. Except for those who came out of the location of the cave, few people came out of here.

Not long after the yellow-faced man left, an old man with white hair and silver beard walked out of the quaint door again with a cane. Looking at his trembling appearance, he may fall at any time. Dry body, crumpled skin, peaceful smile.

Rubbed shoulders with many people who entered the cave. The white-haired and silver-bearded old man passed by hunchbacked, and after entering the woods, he seemed to have messy steps, but his speed was very fast, and he disappeared as quickly as a bird throwing himself into a mountain forest or a fish leaping into a river......