The two heads finally stopped the idea of the latecomers competing for merit, and Qigui's thin figure seemed to have become a horizontal moat, and the second-class man should be the leader of the entire team, his eyes swept over Qigui fiercely, and he squinted his eyes and stayed for a long time on Nan Chaxing, who only cared about drinking.

The killer industry is to eat the food of the dead, but he has to live to eat, fifteen outlaws gathered together are not the top in the underground forces of Cangzhou, but they are definitely stronger than the ordinary snakes, especially there are three martial artists in the mortal realm, and they have surpassed the ranks of ordinary killer organizations, otherwise they will not be able to take this list, although the employer deliberately conceals his identity, but from the remuneration can also be deduced from his prominent identity, three from the Fan Dan, which means that at least two more martial artists from the mortal realm will be cultivated in less than half a year.

These shady people who live by the most basic murder and more goods, the whole body is relying on these brothers who have drunk a bowl of blood wine, and the first fortune is to rely on the joint efforts to kill a small practitioner in the realm of mortals, and get some cheap creation, and then after several developments, they also dare to tear off a tiger skin to start the business of robbing and killing monks, if you eat this piece of fat again, it is tantamount to making up for a big mouthful, and sit firmly on the top spot of the second-rate killer organization in Cangzhou, just waiting for the leader to enter Kailing, that is the real even the government has to change its face to serve。

Thinking of this, the man touched the sparse and piercing beard on his chin, and the left hand behind his back made a few gestures, and the rest of the people immediately understood, and their steps moved, faintly encircling.

Nan Chaixing put down the wine jug, looked at Su Wen's posture, it was still the same sentence, the head was there, but the strength was lacking, especially against the enemy head-on, once the other party was on guard, not to mention killing the enemy, it was difficult to hurt the enemy, after all, the arrow was not as good as the sword, and the latter's every move was made of strength, no matter how bad the ability of a body was, it could show one or two more points, but the former said that a thousand ways and ten thousand or ten thousand or the skills of getting rid of the hand, and it could not take away the strength, and it could have a very effective effect if it was used well, otherwise it was already the limit to be able to exert half of its ability.

Of course, the blade of arrows one or two cannot enter the category of killing weapons, once the number is up, such as the million-dollar deer bow of the Southern Tang Dynasty, except for once in the hands of Li Zaixiao, there is no disadvantage, when the overwhelming locusts press you, even if you are the Lichen Sect Master, you have to be shot into a hedgehog with hatred on the spot.

Su Wen is now at most a relatively talented archery newcomer, steady and ruthless barely to achieve the right word, the word depends on physical fitness, it is undoubtedly extremely poor, most of the ruthless words lie in the bow and arrow in the hand, unless it is the kind of otherworldly character, the willow branches that are picked up can dance as domineering as a peerless divine soldier, otherwise it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and an iron tire bow is only one stone force to die, with a range of 100 steps, but if you really give Su Wen a three-stone power of the deer bow, even if you bite your teeth, you can't pull it open, so in the final analysis, it is still that weak and unshaped body, but the quenching practice is not more than the realm of relying on a refining word, and there used to be a joke about enlightenment, when he was born, he opened his mouth and opened his mind, stepped into the dust, did not be confused, heard the Tao at dusk, and knew the destiny of heaven the next day.

Martial arts practice pays attention to both internal and external cultivation, relying on hard training day by day, which is why it is difficult to improve with martial arts, but once you enter the rank, it is far from comparable to the qi practitioners of the same level.

"Since you can't enter the Enlightenment for the time being, it's better to spend some effort to temper your physique, but at the same time, don't forget that you have already entered the rank, don't be like ordinary people fighting, don't be powerful, it's for metrics. Nan Chasing Star Point stopped, two fingers tapped in the void, the slightest fluctuation was like thunder, but it turned into a breeze at the center of a killer's eyebrows, and lifted a few strands of long hair, that person didn't realize that he had just walked outside the ghost gate.

Su Wen stared at the arrow in his hand, and the other party's finger seemed to be light and light, but in fact, the undercurrent was surging, deliberately lowering the realm to the beginning, only with the help of the spiritual power around the body is also an amazingly powerful killing move, and suddenly remembered that the lazy man thought of retreating from the spirit, it turned out that cultivation was far from being as simple as mobilizing spiritual power to walk a few laps in the body, and it was not necessary to be powerful, it was for mediocrity, and only mediocre people disturbed themselves.

Shoot another arrow, a killer's eyes are straight, staring at the galloping arrow feathers, it is not fast, especially for people like them who are nervous to survive, it is extremely slow, only waiting for the arrow cluster to face him before chuckling sideways to dodge, but in this electric light, the powerless arrow body suddenly accelerated, the killer dodged in no hurry, the contempt has not yet receded, it is already a dead corpse that can no longer die.

On the other hand, Su asked, panting in his mouth, beads of sweat on his forehead, this time it was not because of depression, but really tired, if it wasn't for the embarrassment of being tortured by the Shenghua pen a few times before, he would have been paralyzed on the ground at this moment, although it was only an instant, but there were a lot of things to do at that moment, first chasing the arrow with mental power, and then connecting the spiritual power in an instant to make the arrow body speed up again, a series of actions are not as smooth as flowing water, even worse than baby crawling, nine successful labor is due to the storage of the divine wood carving telekinesis, the original envy of the lazy man's hand flying seat, it can really be described as sympathy。

Four killers died in less than a quarter of an hour, Rao is these ruthless people who are used to seeing life and death on weekdays can't help but be moved, but they still haven't stopped the impulse in their hearts, just four ordinary martial artists died, if they can be exchanged for two mortal realms, what if they can die four more.

Su Wen put down his bow and didn't mean to raise the arrow again, and a few ordinary killers quietly breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Cai's treacherous arrow was too amazing, even if they wanted to ascend to the sky, they had to live first.

Nan Chaixing poured another mouthful of Cuitao, squinted at Su Wen, and said angrily: "I figured it out." ”

Su Wen laughed miserably, rubbed his slightly swollen temples, and said, "I'm afraid that if you want to shoot Fang Cai's arrow again, it will take a week to come, third brother, you said that I would be free of worries." ”

"Don't worry, you can't die. ”

"Well, borrow a weapon, and you won't be bare-handed, otherwise I'll still stand still. ”

Nan Chaxing put down the wine cup and pulled out a seven-inch-long short sword from his waist, the hilt of the sword is inscribed with complexity, it seems to be some kind of untraceable text, the sword body is slender, and the general lines are like rippling blue waves, commonly known as the blade pattern, when the craftsman folds the steel repeatedly a thousand times, and then beats and quenches it with a special technique before such a soft line appears, and the discerning person will know that it comes from the hand of a famous artist at a glance.

"The bow is the longest, the dagger is the most dangerous, one long and one short is with you. ”

Su Wen took the short sword thrown over, his wrist was slightly heavy, at least three catties in weight, to make the three-pound Xuangang into such a dexterous short dagger, Su Wen's heart for the craftsman height rose a lot again.

Seeing Su Wen lifting the knife, Qigui's face was flustered, and he hurriedly dissuaded: "Young master, stay still, just leave it to me." ”

Su Wen glanced left and right, and there were three killers staring at him, all of them were ordinary killers who did not enter the cultivation, except for the man who took the lead and did not make a move from beginning to end, the remaining seven people were trying to lead Qigui elsewhere as much as possible.

"It seems that I was underestimated, third brother, you said that just sitting there can make a second-class martial artist dare not act rashly, when will I be as chic as you. ”

When the words landed, Su Wen had already swept a few meters away, and the dagger in his hand was dangerously and accurately taken into the chest of a killer, but when the dagger was about to break through the flesh, the knife edge was shifted by a few inches, and he failed to kill with one blow, wasting a lot of opportunities to attack, giving the other party a moment to react, and there was no mercy and hesitation when he raised his hand.

Nan Chaxing sighed, wanted to drink but found that the wine jug was empty, the other party's question was not answered, at this moment it was a bad answer, he could stand a hundred steps away and deceive himself and send a fatal arrow, but he didn't have the courage to stab the dagger into the other party's chest with his own hands, but he still rushed out, which was barely a passing grade, some things don't force yourself, you will never think how terrible you are.

The light sound of the knife cutting through his clothes was infinitely magnified in Su Wen's ears at this moment, and the long knife that stopped on his shoulder was deeply embedded in the flesh and blood, and the sharp pain poured into his arm as if the extra fourteen meridians had increased the pain by fourteen points, Su Wen gritted his teeth without making a sound, and calmly withdrew the dagger in his hand, leaving only two blooming blood-colored flowers slowly oozing out from the killer's chest.

The killer didn't make a second mistake, and neither did the same Su Wen, although he almost paid a heavy price for an arm, but this feeling was very good, Su Wen tried to recall the scene when he was in the grass hut, recalled the anger at that time, and became more and more sure of his ugly self, how could he know the thirst for life if he didn't walk on the edge of death.

There are still a lot of things worth nostalgic in my heart, nostalgic for the sunset on the horizon, I can finally see the whole sky clearly after leaving the wooden house, nostalgic for the sweet steamed rice porridge, even if I have tasted the delicacies of the mountains and seas, it is still indispensable to be light, nostalgic for the throat-cutting Cuitao wine, just because this wine understands people's hearts best, nostalgic for the collision of seven nobles, nostalgic for the name of Su Wen who has not been able to leave me in this world.

But in the final analysis, I still want to take a second look at the world that I have longed for for fifteen years but have never been able to enjoy, whether it is to become an authoritative minister like Li Jucheng, or to become a generation of military gods like Li Zaixiao, or a Xianxia posture that is talked about by the whole rivers and lakes like the poet Tang Yibai, just because I want to, this truth has become more and more difficult to hide after he met Chen Maochuan, but he has never had the courage to say it to someone.

Su Wen cut the cuffs and wrapped them around the wound on his shoulder, and the dagger was trembling, because his arm was also trembling, not because he was afraid, but because he was excited to finally find a reason to say no to his senior brother, which was simple, and seemed to have exhausted all the truth.

"The Buddha said that I will not go to hell, and whoever loves will go to hell. ”