The evil-minded scholar had already flown into another house next door.
Without thinking, Jin An held a long knife, kicked off the courtyard wall with his toes, and jumped into the neighboring house.
When Jin An just jumped into the yard next door, he saw a white shadow flashing, following the people in the house, hiding in the house through the windows that were not closed after falling asleep at night.
Jin An could no longer think much at this time.
Bang!
The light of the sword shattered the door. The solid wooden door seemed to have been hit by a cannonball. It instantly exploded inwards and disintegrated into pieces in the air.
Jin An held the long knife in his hand and just rushed into the house with the momentum of a tiger and a wolf, when a cold light flashed before his eyes!
clang!
clang!
The swords vibrated violently in the air, colliding hard together, emitting a blazing light of metal friction.
With Jin An's strength of five to six hundred kilograms, which he has now mastered to the sixth level of the "Blood Sword Sutra", the person on the opposite side can actually compete with him.
Both sides were knocked back two steps by the sword.
There was a slight shock and pain in the tiger's mouth.
Only then did Jin An have time to see clearly that the swordsman opposite him was wearing only pajamas.
But at this moment, the swordsman's skin was glowing with an inhuman greenish-white color, as if the corpse aura of a dead person was all over his body.
This is possessed by the paper-pricked man!
There was a smell of blood in the house, and there was a young woman lying on the bed in a pool of blood. She was lifeless. Her neck was broken directly by the swordsman in her sleep.
The swordsman possessed by the paper-pricked man comes to kill again!
clang!
clang!
The two of them fought with swords, and the sound of the weapons vibrating was deafening. In terms of strength, they had already exchanged more than ten moves in a short period of time, and they were actually evenly matched.
But Jin An was not surprised.
This was the first time he fought against the evil sect, but the more he fought, the more his momentum became more condensed, and his sword intention gathered a majestic momentum of bravery and power.
The more you fight, the easier it becomes.
The confidence and belief in my heart are getting stronger and stronger.
"Too weak!"
"Too weak!"
"You are nothing more than that!"
Although the paper-piercing scholar has possessed the swordsman, he can only use brute force. His sword moves are originally light and wandering, but now he gave up his lightness and internal strength and used his own shortcomings to go head-to-head with the long sword that is best at close combat.
, after Jin An gradually figured out the swordsman's attack routine, he was no longer tied to his hands and feet!
Red blood power!
The red blood in the body was hot and attached to the knife, carrying the sharp whistling sound of the wind. The long knife squeezed the air and slashed hard.
The moment the six levels of red blood energy exploded, blood vessels, veins, and ridges bulged out in his neck and arms. Jin An's speed actually increased again, by a huge amount.
Chixuejin focuses on explosive power!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sword hit hard, fire burst out, and the swordsman's jaw cracked, but not a drop of blood spilled out. The flesh and blood of the right hand holding the sword gradually blackened and burned.
It is indeed a powerful and domineering red blood force.
When fighting against the enemy, no one can stop the invasion of this domineering and scorching energy, especially when it can overwhelm the sinister things, the lethality is even more domineering.
The swordsman possessed by the paper-pricked man finally couldn't withstand the domineering red blood power, boom!
At a faster speed, the man was struck hard by the long knife in Jin An's hand and flew out, bang!
The swordsman's body was blown away like a millstone, his back hit the wall hard, and the iron sword in his hand was also blown away. Poof, the man vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
But the possessed swordsman felt no pain at all. Even though he was so seriously injured, he was still able to stand up and actually turned around and escaped from the house.
He is scared!
At this moment, the inn suddenly became brightly lit, and many people rushed towards them holding torches. Everyone in the inn was awakened by the sounds of fighting.
When the courtyard door was opened, everyone's faces turned pale, and they looked at the scene in front of them with chills all over their bodies.
A swordsman wearing pajamas, his chest clothes stained with blood, wanted to escape from the house with the door smashed into pieces.
As a result, as soon as the swordsman stepped out of the threshold, something seemed to be chasing him, and he was dragged back into the house with great force.
The swordsman grabbed the door frame with both hands, but he couldn't even resist for two breaths and was dragged directly back into the house.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the invisible dark room, the fighting continued, the sound was deafening, boom!
A white shadow, blood spilled in the air, was blown out by the huge force.
Immediately, Jin An, holding a cold sword, strode out of the house.
"Don't even come here!"
"This swordsman is no longer human!"
Jin An shouted loudly, and before the swordsman, who had lost all sense of pain, instantly stood up and rushed into the crowd, he punched the swordsman with a cannon punch, and the red blood energy with a domineering and scorching aura clicked, hitting the swordsman's sternum.
It collapsed with a dent visible to the naked eye. Poof, the swordsman's body shook and he fell out, finally falling to the ground softly.
The paper-stuck scholar who had been possessing the swordsman finally couldn't bear the severe injuries caused by the scorching red blood energy, and was violently knocked out of the body by this fist attached to the red blood energy.
ah!!!
The scholar screamed in pain when the paper hit him, his voice was sharp and hoarse, like rags rubbing against each other, it wanted to escape!
Want to escape into the crowd and be possessed!
But Jin An had already expected this step. The paper-stuck scholar was struck hard at close range by a snow-white sharp blade with red blood power attached to it. The explosive force from Jin An's arm sent him flying hard.
The chest was wounded by a long knife, leaving a long burning, dark wound, and a large gap as long as a child's arm.
within the wound.
Empty, with no human-like internal organs.
Chi!
Chi!
Chi! Chi! Chi!
The paper-stuck scholar tried several times to rush into the crowd and possess him, but every time he was severely hacked away by the awe-inspiring long knife in Jin An's hand.
There are more and more gaps on the burnt table.
The injuries are getting more serious.
Everyone in the crowd felt chills on their backs, cold scalps, and their faces were pale and ugly with fear.
Because they saw that Jin An was holding a weapon, and after seriously injuring the swordsman, he actually started slashing into the air. It was obviously empty and there was nothing there, but Jin An was facing the empty air as if facing a formidable enemy.
Fight.
"madman!"
"madman!"
"This man must be crazy and killing people. Run away and report him to the police!"
People screamed in fear and ran away.
I am afraid that I will become the next soul to be killed by the sword and die in an unknown way.
Among the crowd, the one with the most complicated expression on his face was Zhang Lingyun.
That was a touch of joy.
The vast world.
she.
Finally found someone like her.
Zhang Lingyun at this moment.
I can no longer maintain my usual calmness and coolness in my heart.
It was replaced by joy.
In Zhang Lingyun's eyes, the Zhang Zharen scholar had lost all resistance. The seriously injured Zhiren scholar's movements became slower and slower. Finally, Jin An found a flaw and chopped off one of his legs with a knife.
The paper pricked the scholar's body, and he instantly lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Then he was nailed to the ground with a long knife in Jin An's hand, and his body, which was tied with paper, started to burn without fire.
Ahhhhhh!
Bang!
The paper pricked the scholar and burned him to ashes.
Dust falls to the ground.
Plop!
Jin An held a knife in his hand and knelt down on one knee, gasping for air. After the life and death fight, his body was shaking with nervousness.