In Mengjia Village, two monks inexplicably broke into the village and asked for a hundred spirit stones.

A hundred spirit stones! For the former Amu, it is nothing.

However, now Amu will definitely not be able to take out a single spirit stone, let alone a hundred. The Qiankun Ruyi bracelet was imprinted on his left arm like a purple birthmark, and it seemed to be completely sealed.

"You Xixuan Palace, are you poor and crazy, don't care if mortals want spirit stones, Tian is shameless!" Amu raised his eyebrows.

"Hehe! If there is no spirit stone, let's choose three female babies! Just now, Dao Ye's divine sense was swept away, and a few female babies are quite smart! Go back and serve Dao Ye well. It's comfortable, we'll cover this village from now on, what kind of fishing are we going to do?"

The fat and Taoist priests laughed extremely obscenely, and the thin Taoist priests also followed hahadaxiao.

The faces of the people in Mengjia Village behind were extremely ugly, and Amu's right hand was already holding the dagger. In the cultivation world, why are there so many scum now?

A murderous aura emanated from Amu's body. That murderous aura was not cultivation, but the aura of Amu's killer instinct in his previous life.

"Huh?" The two Taoist priests frowned, as a junior ninth-order, they naturally felt the strong murderous aura on Amu's body.

However, they immediately sneered. Although Amu seems to have some eyesight and insight, he still seems to be a mortal. If it's really a great monk, I'm afraid I'll shoot directly.

Couldn't that kind of murderous aura be cultivated by killing pigs? The two monks burst into laughter in their hearts.

"Either get out or die!" Amu said in a cold tone, looking at the two monks deadly.

Seventeen years, no killings. When Amu held the dagger and looked at the two monks, he suddenly felt a surge of blood in his heart. It was an inexplicable excitement, a bloodthirsty thrill of a killer.

However, these two Taoist priests who thought they had cultivated well would never be frightened by Amu's murderous intent and eyes.

"Look for death!" The fat monk couldn't hold back any longer, and stepped forward, without using any special spells, just leaned forward with one hand, and the white light in his hand flashed, rolling up a cold breath, and slapped directly at Amu.

In fact, this type of exercise is extremely common for monks. However, a ninth-order cultivator can open a golden cracking stone with a single palm, and if this palm hits a mortal, he will directly die.

Therefore, this monk made a dead hand with the first palm, and Amu naturally did not need to be polite.

"Amu be careful!" shouted a lot of people.

"Stand back!" Amu snorted.

Those villagers were really obedient, Amu said, they didn't hesitate at all, and retreated directly.

In the past seven years, they have witnessed too many miracles of Amu. I don't know how many times, one by one, fierce beasts fell at Amu's feet.

The word "stand back" is also what Amu often says. Once there is danger, the one in front is Amu.

The key is that these villagers don't have a clear concept of monks and beginner cultivation of the ninth order, otherwise they will not let Amu stand alone.

The villagers retreated, and Amu's eyes flashed coldly.

Amu understands that he doesn't have many opportunities, because he can't resist the sword and the wind, and he can't cast spells. If you don't seize the opportunity, maybe these two Taoist priests can't kill themselves, but they must not kill them themselves.

Opportunity, in a moment!

Amu still can't let the two monks know their details. Therefore, Amu wants to kill with one move.

The fat Taoist priest's palm slapped it, and frost was already emitted in the void, and if this frost swept away mortals, it could directly freeze people. However, Amu doesn't dodge or dodge, a beginner ninth-order is just a beginner, Amu can let him fight casually, and Zuihou must be a junior ninth-order if he is tired.

What Amu needed was his closeness, and immediately, the dagger in his hand turned into a cold light.

This dagger is extremely easy for Amu to use. The pleasure of killing people in his previous life swam through Amu's arm like an electric current at this time.

Everything is a pipe flint!

As soon as the people of Mengjia Village retreated, before they could stand firm and see clearly, the matter was over.

The thin Taoist priest saw it clearly, but for a moment, he didn't dare to believe his eyes.

Poof――

Bloodshot Splash!

As soon as Amu and the fat Taoist priest's bodies were staggered, the fat Taoist priest's head had already fallen to the ground.

The blood in the neck jumped three feet, turning into an arc, which was amazing, and the fat corpse pounced and fell directly.

Wow -

The people in Mengjia Village were stupid, and many people even swallowed back their screams.

After all, they have only seen Amu kill tigers, leopards and bears, when have they ever seen Amu kill people?

Moreover, Amu is too fast, and the dagger is too fast. It was just a flash of cold light, and the fat monk who had just spoken wildly was already in a different place, and he was dying. 、

I was stunned for a few breaths!

"Okay!" Second Brother Meng was suddenly the first to clap his hands and applaud loudly.

It's a man, they all like blood! Everyone has been killed, what else can they do? Happy revenge, only to see the nature!

Mengjia Village, although closed, but will not be slaughtered, Dongling people go up the mountain and down to the sea more, the folk customs are still relatively strong.

After being stunned for a few breaths, everyone relieved themselves! If Amu doesn't kill the fat man, the fat man will kill Amu. Everyone can see this,

"Good kill!" all the people in Mengjia Village shouted.

At this time, the people of the whole village knew the news of the people coming to the village, and almost all of them watched it.

Even some half-grown children and girls also peeked secretly through the cracks.

"Brother Amu, that's so handsome!" shouted the bear child.

At this time, Amu was dressed in green clothes, his long hair moved slightly, and the dagger in his hand was not stained with any blood. The two of them staggered, and Amu leaned forward slightly.

This posture is pretty cool to look at.

The clouds are light, the heads are on the ground, and Amu is safe.

Such a picture is suddenly full of a different kind of violent bloody beauty.

Many girls in Mengjia Village who are just beginning to fall in love are blushing, and they don't dare to look at it but want to see it, which really interprets a different kind of shyness.

Perhaps, no matter what kind of Amu, they are happy to look at! Women, many times, there is no standard at all, just casual.

"Ah!" The thin Taoist priest was shocked when he saw that his junior brother was dead, "Yifan kills Xiu!"

He was far from expecting that such an inconspicuous small village would have such a skilled character. The fish is theirs, but it's all a trivial matter, they are two brothers, they just have nothing to have fun, and they really want to get two girls, but now things are going to be big.

The young man in Tsing Yi was so sophisticated and ruthless that he killed his junior brother with one move. It is unheard of for mortals to kill monks.

"Good boy, look at the sword!" The thin Taoist priest flipped over with one hand, and a long sword of autumn water, glowing with cold light, went straight to Amu.

Fang Cai, the fat Taoist priest is also careless, otherwise he will not be easily succeeded by Amu. When he died, he probably didn't even understand what was going on!

The thin Taoist priest made a move, although he was more careful, but he also lacked understanding. With a shake of one hand, five sword flowers, holding cultivation power, went straight to Amu's heart.

In fact, he had already exuded the coercion of the first cultivation at this time, but that coercion was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it had no effect on Amu at all.

But no matter what, the skill of the Ninth Order of Beginner Cultivation was there, and the thin Taoist priest came to take Amu's life, and the speed was several times faster than that of the fat Taoist priest, and the strength in his hand was also too much heavier.

That long sword is a beginner-level cultivation treasure, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi can even be killed by a beginner third- or fourth-order monk, let alone a mortal. However, it didn't work for Amu at all.

At this time, in the eyes of the people of Mengjia Village, the thin Taoist priest had already turned into a phantom, and the long sword in his hand was even more of a white light.

Such a character, the people of Mengjia Village never thought about it, and they couldn't help but sweat for Amu. However, at this time, it was not like hunting, and no one among the villagers could help, so they could only watch in amazement.

Amu is in it, but he is not afraid, the magic weapon of that level is to let it stab Amu's body, it is not painful or itchy.

The immortal bone demon body of the soul-level demon cultivator is not for fun.

Amu was definitely not afraid of the monk's attack, but at this time, the monk's speed had risen, and it was not easy for Amu to succeed like Fang Cai.

Xiangyou retreated, but Amu's speed still couldn't keep up with the monk who had just cultivated the ninth order, and it was a lot slower.

"Snort-" The long sword pierced Amu's shirt and hit him in the left shoulder.

But with the sound of "dang", the arm of the ninth-order cultivator who had just cultivated was slightly numb, and he felt that his sword was completely pierced on the iron plate, and the force of the counterattack almost made his long sword out of his hand.

Could it be that the young man had some protective armor, or the body of King Kong that was rumored on the East Ridge.

As he was thinking, Amu turned sideways and let go of the long sword, and the dagger had already arced.

This time, Amu went straight to the wrist of the thin Taoist priest holding the sword.

When the thin Taoist priest saw this, he suddenly retreated backwards, wanting to stop. However, although Amu's speed is not as fast as his, it is quite fast.

One inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and one inch is long and one inch is strong. The dagger is the most flexible weapon in hand-to-hand combat, not to mention that the dagger in Amu's hand is by no means ordinary.

As soon as Amu flicked his wrist, the dagger arrived.