Sitting cross-legged in a tree, the words of these bandits almost fell on his ears.

"It's okay to catch up so quickly, and charge a little interest first. ”

After a long time, the corners of Yang Ming's mouth turned up slightly, and his body was like a wild goose, jumping down from the tree, and his feet fell to the ground.

Seeing this sudden figure, these bandits couldn't help but be stunned, a moment later, the breeze woke them up, and at that moment, a wave of ecstasy surged into their hearts, and without saying a word, they directly took out a signal arrow and launched it into the sky.

From beginning to end, Yang Ming didn't mean to stop at all, and the smile on his face became colder and colder.

After the signal arrow was launched, a sharp wind-breaking sword aura suddenly struck them head-on.

Seeing this scene, the faces of these bandits changed slightly, and their bodies suddenly retreated, staring at the black shadows in the void with fierce eyes.

"Boom!" The group of bandits reacted fairly quickly, just dodging the attack, and slashed heavily at the tree on the side, and the thick thigh-thigh trunk suddenly broke off from the waist under this sword.

"Click!"

Looking at the broken tree in front of them, these bandits couldn't help but gasp, just an ordinary sword, with such destructive power, how terrifying this kid's strength must be.

No wonder it can kill Scarface!

The shock in their hearts can hardly be expressed in words, these people glanced at each other, and without thinking about it, they rushed directly in the direction of Tiger Village.

Yang Ming's strength has greatly exceeded their expectations, if they don't run quickly, maybe they will really become the next scarface.

These people entered the mountains as bandits, that person was not full of crimes, his hands were stained with blood, this kind of person was extremely sensitive to danger, so the moment he saw Yang Ming's move, he immediately chose to escape.

Just as they were about to flee back to report the news, a figure faster than them appeared on their way, and their immature faces were full of demonic smiles.

Under the rush, everyone quickly stopped their figures, raised their heads in shock, looked at the smiling young man, and a coldness rushed from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

"Today, don't even think about running ......away," Yang Ming smiled coldly at these bandits, and the murderous intent in his pupils made them tremble slightly.

In these moments of distraction, Yang Ming's black iron sword was raised again, swinging out again and again, and a miserable scream resounded in the mountains, and Yang Ming completely ended the life of this bandit squad.

Since last night's killing, Yang Ming no longer has the original nervousness about killing, but a little more calm, sometimes, he really admires his adaptability, in another world, killing is an unimaginable thing, but here, it is so natural.

The sword is rampant, killing one person in ten steps, and not leaving a line for thousands of miles, this is the martial arts world he imagined.

Indifferently pulled off the clothes of a bandit and slowly wiped the blood stains on the black iron sword, Yang Ming glanced at the corpses of these people lightly, and a trace of excitement suddenly appeared in his eyes.

These bandits thought that they were in a hurry to flee for their lives, and they never imagined that he would fight back, and actually killed a horse pistol, so that the rhythm of the bandits' pursuit would be broken, and these people would most likely become a swarm of headless flies.

"Since you want to kill me so much, then I will also let you taste the taste of being killed......" Inserting the black iron sword back into his backpack, Yang Ming's gaze swept towards the densely wooded mountains, and a cold laugh slowly resounded.

......

In this densely wooded Tiger Ridge, it is so easy to find a person, and besides, this person is still a monster who has lived for two lifetimes.

However, it is difficult for a group of people to find a person, but it is much easier for a group of people to find a group of people, in the quiet woods, one after another corpses are lying on the ground, only a young man stands quietly, a few criss-crossing blood marks on his body, looking very hideous.

"The fifth batch of ......," the boy muttered to himself.

This young man is Yang Ming, who has been hunted and killed for two days, and during this time, there have been thirty or forty more bandits who have died in his hands.

His ears moved slightly, and the black iron sword in his hand flew out directly as if it had eyes, carrying a strong wind, and smashed heavily into the grass behind him.

"Bang!" a dull and bone-cracking voice rang out at the same time.

In the grass, a scream broke through the sky, and the figure flew upside down, slamming into the dirt, and a mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs spurted out of the bandit's mouth.

Raising his footsteps, Yang Ming walked over slowly, picked up the black iron sword on the ground, looked at the frightened bandit indifferently, swung the heavy sword, and smashed it hard.

Yang Ming has no mercy for these bandits, this is just the beginning of his revenge, one day, he will come back, find out the person behind the scenes, and then slaughter these heinous people.

Thinking of those dart masters and caravans who died because of themselves, the anger and guilt in Yang Ming's heart were mixed together, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl, and his mood was soothed.

"It's time to leave ......"

......

"Waste, all of them are waste, a teenager has made a mess of you, what's the use of me raising so many of you?" Tiger Village, in the spacious Juyi Hall, Boss Hu heard the news reported by his subordinates, his face suddenly turned blue, and the teacup in his hand was instantly crushed by him, which shows how angry he is in his heart.

"In just two days, we have already killed dozens of brothers, well, it's really good!" took a deep breath, calmed the anger in his heart, coldly swept the high-level of the Tiger Village in the Juyi Hall, and sneered.

"Big brother, I have already learned from the surviving brother that this young man's strength ......" Looking at the silent crowd, a thin man suddenly stood up and said stiffly.

Hearing the words of the seventh child, Boss Hu fell silent, he really underestimated Yang Ming's strength, he thought that the other party was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, no matter how strong his strength was, how strong could he be, but he didn't expect Yang Ming to turn around and give him a slap in the face.

The scar face that opened up the four veins died in the hands of the other party, according to Boss Hu's guess, Yang Ming's strength has opened up at least six veins, and he has reached the middle stage of the Tongmai realm at a young age.

The corners of Boss Hu's eyes jumped slightly, he didn't expect that he would inadvertently provoke such a big enemy, if he didn't get rid of it today, he would become a trouble in the future.

Thinking of this, Boss Hu gritted his teeth and seemed to have made up some kind of determination.

"Old Seven, immediately contact Tiecheng to snipe this young man!"