Meng Jingye continued to walk forward, and after a while, he saw three middle-aged men fighting with fifteen barbarians, although the number was not dominant, but the three middle-aged men had a wonderful pace, two or three barbarian sieges could not take advantage of the three middle-aged men, but were left scars on their bodies by the three middle-aged men from time to time, and the three middle-aged men seemed to have the ability to attack together, and the pace change between each other was very wonderful!

Meng Jingye sat quietly in the distance and watched, not approaching. A group of people www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion were fighting together, and no one noticed Meng Jingye in the distance.

The three middle-aged men exchanged paces with each other, switching positions with each other from time to time, and then used a knife behind him, and there was a faint halo of loess on the knife, giving people a heavy feeling. Every time, the barbarian seemed to have sent it to the door by himself, and kept hitting the blades of the three middle-aged men. The barbarians were also ruthless, relying on the advantages of their bodies, constantly exchanging injuries for injuries, and also causing a lot of trouble to the three middle-aged men.

Meng Jingye was quietly thick on the side, but his eyes were staring at the cloth pockets on the three middle-aged men, there were red marks on them, which seemed to be traces of blood clotting, it was estimated that the three middle-aged men had gained a lot! A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Jingye's mouth.

In the middle of the night, the three middle-aged men finally killed the fifteen barbarians to the ground, and the three middle-aged men also sat on the ground tiredly, covered in wet mud, but the three middle-aged men didn't care, they seemed to have been used to it, and they didn't rush to collect their ears, one took out the kettle and drank it in a big gulp, one wiped his knife, and the other lay directly on the ground, not wanting to move.

Meng Jingye stood up, drew his long sword, and rushed over with a streamer. The three of them were all tired, and they were also doing their own things, and the nerves that were highly tense just now relaxed. So when Meng Jingye rushed to him, he found that the three middle-aged men were about to get up immediately, but the bodies of the three of them were only halfway up, but they lost their strength again, and they didn't sit down, but all of them fell down. The blood oozing from his throat flowed into the puddle next to him, and the puddle was suddenly dyed blood-red.

[Sword Attack: Falling Ying Divine Sword, hits the target's throat, deals 300 points of damage, no armor, actually deals 300 points of damage!] The enemy continues to bleed....... Death of the other party ...........]

Ding, successfully defeat the opponent, gain free proficiency, according to the opponent's strength assessment: second-rate subordinate, gain proficiency: 240 points!Kill the opponent, draw proficiency: 4230 points, draw kill value: 12020 points.

[Sword Attack: Falling Ying Divine Sword, hits the target's throat, deals 300 points of damage, no armor, actually deals 300 points of damage!] The enemy continues to bleed....... Death of the other party ...........]

Ding, successfully defeat the opponent, gain free proficiency, according to the opponent's strength assessment: second-rate subordinate, gain proficiency: 240 points!Kill the opponent, draw proficiency: 4940 points, drain kill value: 14310 points.

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Meng Jingye took their pockets, poured the ears inside into his own pocket, and then cut off the ears of the barbarians on the ground, and remembered the wonderful exercises of the three middle-aged men, so he searched, but still didn't find them, only three brands and some small denomination silver tickets. Meng Jingye threw it on the ground casually, turned around and left.

Killed three middle-aged men, is to fancy their harvest and skill proficiency, but the first two injured men and women, but no income, but also injured, young to the extreme, not necessarily how deep martial arts and how high proficiency, it is better to save it, maybe can also help promote the reputation, here in Pingnan City, although I want to do this kind of business, but I am also afraid of being known, so saving people who are not important and have no income will also have great benefits for their reputation!

Meng Jingye continued to walk forward. It didn't take long to see more than a dozen piles of large and small corpses on the ground, each pile had five or six barbarians, and at most there were only two scars on their bodies, and the others were all fatal with one blow! It seems that the people who killed this group of barbarians are not low! Meng Jingye didn't want to meet this group of people, and if he did, it would be a good person. If you are a person with bad intentions, you don't want to keep your ears. So I changed directions and moved on.

Not long after, Meng Jingye met two people, a bald head and a short haired man. The two of them seemed to have just finished fighting, their upper bodies were naked, and their bodies were still bloody, but there were no scars on their bodies, and they were overflowing with evil aura when they walked.

The swamp was shrouded in a thin light mist, and the sun seemed unable to conquer the mist, and the mist was filled, and Meng Jingye and the two of them walked less than twenty meters before they found each other. There are no cruel words such as asking you to hand over things in brain-dead novels, nor letting you know each other, but the actual action just bursts out so suddenly!

When the bald head saw Meng Jingye, his eyes narrowed, and he rushed over with a stare under his feet, and behind him was a thick layer of dirt. Meng Jingye pulled out his long sword. Also attacked. The short hair was holding his fist in place and watching.

The bald head punched out, and the fist was dyed golden. Words of Sanskrit floated out of the fist and dissipated into the air. Meng Jingye didn't want to deal with other people directly, and cut his throat with a sword, and used a sword move, a move that withered and was glorious, as if a delicate flower was budding for the first time, and then fell from the branch, and the flowers were fleeting!

"Bell !!!" There was a violent collision sound, Meng Jingye took four steps back, the bald head took six steps back, and the short-haired man also cheered up, walked to the bald head and stood beside it.

The bald man's right arm trembled, and a trail of blood flowed from the middle finger of his fist. looked at Meng Jingye with solemn eyes. Quietly turned to the side a little. Blocking his fist behind him, Meng Jingye shook his numb right arm. The pain of Hukoudu Town.

"Friend, I don't know if there is any misunderstanding, why don't you leave it at that!, okay?" Meng Jingye proposed.

"Ahaha. When we get back to the city, let's drink twice as much, and then make amends to Your Excellency! I'm really sorry!" said the bald head with a smile.

"It's okay, it's good that the misunderstanding is solved! Then don't leave it at that!" Meng Jingye hugged his fists and slowly retreated. But the eyes remained on the two of them.

watched Meng Jingye slowly melt into the mist. The short hair spoke: "Zhaozhong, it's okay!" Zhang Zhaozhong looked at his right hand, which was no longer numb, and there was a deep wound on the back of his middle finger. The short hair couldn't help but take a breath.

Zhang Zhaozhong said: "Ping'er! This person is not simple. Anyway, we can't deal with him. Let's go, find the next one!"

Ge Ping nodded. patted Zhang Zhaozhong on the shoulder. The two also went in the opposite direction to Meng Jingye. Walked into the fog.