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chapter 55

"It's a pity that my sword-drawing speed can't be improved to a higher level. Otherwise, with the sword-drawing speed and Sui Feng's body skills, it would be easy to kill him. I don't need to attack from the weak point and directly kill the opponent."

With the speed of the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, all future enemies will be killed. If such a grand gesture is spread outside, it will definitely cause a big sensation, and countless people will applaud.

Looking at his dead fellow disciples, Lin Fei's mood did not change, as if he had killed a monster.

This is the case in this continent, and there will be no good consequences for being kind and soft-hearted.

Listening to the sound of the system, Lin Fei had long been used to it. Looking at it from a different perspective, he found that everything would be different.

"Zhang Wanshan, you will probably be disappointed again this time. You shouldn't deal with me again and again."

A cold light flashed in Lin Fei's eyes, and he remembered the name Zhang Wanshan deeply.



When you kill someone, of course you have to clean it up and collect the loot.

If we say what Lin Fei likes most now, it is undoubtedly counting the trophies.

Lin Fei moved the corpses of the three Shenwu Sect disciples directly into the woods. As for how long he could hide them, he didn't care at all. There was no evidence, and no one could do anything to anyone!

As for the bald bandits, Lin Fei was not so kind and left their corpses lying on the road. He didn't know what impact this move would bring.

Of course, the loot is indispensable.

In addition to the money, he also gained several second- and third-rate mystical skills. For him who had several yellow-level mystical skills at this time, he already looked down upon those who were not good at mystical skills. Even though it was not very valuable, mosquito meat was still meat. Lin Feicai

It will not be wasted. In addition to these, I also got a handful of low-grade ordinary soldiers from the bald man, which is not a small gain.

After checking that nothing was missing, Lin Fei rode away, not daring to stay any longer.

Sure enough, an hour after Lin Fei left.

Everything that happens on official roads spreads immediately.

The bald bandit, who is he? He is a murderer in the Blackwater Mountains. He robs passers-by and robs merchants of their property. He does all kinds of evil. I don’t know how many people died at the hands of the bald man. It can be said that his hands are covered with blood.

The bald man was killed on the official road, causing quite a stir. Those who had died at the hands of the bald man all came from Blackwater City to watch.



"You beast, die well and do many evil things. Sooner or later you will have such a day!"

"I really don't know which master got rid of the bald bandits. This way, the Blackwater Mountains will lose a group of ferocious bandits. It is a great thing!"

"Yes, yes. When I was working as an official, I was most worried about meeting the bald bandits. They not only stole things but also killed people. Compared to other bandits, their attitudes were much worse. Now they are dead.

, don’t be frightened in the future, I really want to thank that master for eliminating this evil for us!”

….

In a short period of time, the official road was filled with many people.

Everyone did not feel anything about the miserable state of the bald man and his men. On the contrary, they were very excited. Even if they did not take action personally, they died in front of them, which gave them an indescribable sense of peace of mind.

The reputation of the bald gangsters is considered a great harm in the Blackwater Mountains. They pursue killing everyone and robbing everyone without leaving any one alive, and they have become a perverted existence in this generation.

If they hadn't died here, even if the name of the bald bandit was mentioned, they would all run away.

Many people were excited, even praying for their dead friends, and among them there were others, surrounding the corpses, with solemn expressions, their brows sometimes spreading, sometimes frowning, and many clues could be seen from the wounds.

"Master, this man is a good hand with a knife. Look at this man's wounds, which are neat and smooth, and his eyes. It is clear that he was split in half with a knife. I believe that most people who use knives will

It can’t be done easily!”

"Look at this man's palm again. The palm is cracked and there is blood from the tiger's mouth. It is obvious that he could not withstand the high-speed blow and was killed. This shows that this man is a guy with natural supernatural power!"

"And this bald leader, who is at the seventh level of martial arts, kills people like crazy, and even masters of the same level can't easily take down the opponent. But look at this wound, it was clearly left in an instant. It must be that he is not at the seventh level of martial arts. Maybe he is not strong enough.

Only with the strength of the eighth heaven can we easily kill the opponent!"

"I really don't know when such a master with swords appeared again. His moves are so fierce. It seems that if we are not to fall into the dynasty, we will have another master with swords!"



There is no shortage of experts in the officialdom. They can see a lot of things in an instant, and the results of the analysis are even more surprising.

A knife is a murder weapon.

It is not an easy task to use the sword well. The killings on official roads gave them another vision. It turned out that the sword skills became more ferocious and could be fatal.

Many people even asked themselves, what would be the outcome if they faced this knife master.

"Haha, is this a master of swordsmanship? I think it's nothing more than that, not even as good as our Sword God Sect disciples. Miss Li You, do you think this is the case?"

"Master Wu Qian, since he is a good swordsman and experienced, why don't you explain how many knives the bald leader had to take before he died?" Li You's jade lips parted lightly, not cold or hot.

If Lin Fei were here, he would definitely recognize Zhang Youyou, the girl in white who helped with the business.

The Shenwu Sect and the Sword God Sect are both one of the three sects, and their disciples also have contacts with each other. Wu Qian is one of them. They met by chance in the Blackwater Mountains, so he followed them all the way.

When asked about this matter, Wu Qian was slightly startled. Fortunately, he was well-educated and still had a charming smile on his face. "Miss Li You said this. I would rather be respectful than obey my orders. Judging from the wounds of the bald leader, generally speaking,

You have to block eight knives before you die, and the last two knives are the real killing moves, which is a pretty good method."

Coming from the Sword God Sect, Wu Qian was also good at using swords. He immediately saw the clues upon closer inspection and was about to make the beauty smile when he received a ruthless blow from Li You.

"The little lady doesn't agree with Mr. Wu's words." Li Youmei looked at the wounds on the corpse, "The little girl thinks that the bald gangster has been injured since the first stab, and his body has been surging with energy and blood, even if he had not been injured before.

The two swords that followed were sure to kill the bald bandit. You can take a closer look at the wounds left by the sword on his skin. It seems that his internal organs had been hit long ago. He just didn't feel it himself. Using a knife like this

, do you think he will be an average knife expert?"

After all these words, Wu Qian was completely beaten. The fact is that the bald bandit suffered heavy injuries both internally and externally. Even if there was no sure-kill move behind, the bald bandit would definitely die.

Looking at the wound on the corpse, Li You's beautiful eyes flashed with doubts, and he began to think thoughtfully. He couldn't help but recall the arrogant look in his body at the exit of the Blackwater Mountains.

Could he have killed these people?



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