Three days later, in a small town outside Jinling City.
Li Guan was drinking tea in the inn, looking at a table not far away in the corner of the inn.
There was a tall, lean man sitting alone, drinking and eating meat, silently. The man was about thirty or forty years old. He exuded a faint fierce aura, which made people dare not approach him easily.
This is the goal of his mission, Yan Long is a disciple of the army.
The main skills practiced by this lineage are very normal and even varied, but they are all good at one skill.
"The Art of Refining Weapons of the Human Spirit".
It is also the specialty of Bingmai disciples.
As the name suggests, people are used to forge and maintain swords. The weapons that are forged are not only powerful, but also have a little bit of spirituality, like an arm waving a finger.
As a warrior, his keen sense seemed to have noticed his sight. Yan Long, who was eating meat and drinking wine with his head down, turned to look at where Li Guan was, and took a look at Li Guan.
Normally speaking, this kind of staring is extremely impolite.
If you are discovered, you need to move away immediately, otherwise a fight may break out at any time.
It's about as bad as what you look at.
However, Yan Long found that this man kept staring at him, and even after being discovered by him, he was still staring at him.
Yan Long just put down his chopsticks and turned around to leave without even paying the bill. As a member of the Demon Sect, he was naturally very keen and he could already tell that this person was probably here to cause trouble for him.
It's better to leave first.
"Where do you want to go?"
At this moment, a hand reached out and grabbed Yan Long's wrist, stopping him from continuing to walk. A faint voice sounded. Yan Long wanted to pull his hand away but found that his wrist seemed to be extremely strong.
The metal locked tightly.
He couldn't pull it out even though he tried his best.
Yan Long suddenly held the knife at his waist with his left hand, stepped out slightly with his right foot, and the force started from the ground and was transmitted to his waist and arms. He held the scabbard in one hand and the handle of the knife in the other, and suddenly pulled out the knife!
As he chopped off Li Guan's head, Yan Long couldn't help but have a cheerful smile on his face.
The speed is not bad, but it may be difficult to deal with in the same situation.
But this speed is nothing more than that for Li Guan.
Li Guan pulled with his left hand with a huge force. Yan Long used all his strength but was unable to resist.
Yan Long's lower body, which was like a tree root, was pulled away directly. Yan Long's whole body began to lean forward, and even the originally powerful sword moves turned into excited punches by gangsters.
Li Guan then turned around slightly and dodged Yan Long's knife. He clenched his fist with his right hand and punched out with a straight fist.
Yan Long quickly blocked and blocked the attack with the blade in front of his chest.
Fists and knives clash!
boom!
The huge sound echoed throughout the inn, and the originally noisy inn suddenly stopped.
The other guests saw the two people suddenly fighting.
He didn't even give me any money and left quickly.
It's better to leave early to avoid getting into trouble, and you can still make one order. Why don't you run away now?
As for watching the fun?
Even when warriors fight, they watch the fun. I’m really not afraid of the aftermath and I’ll beat you to death directly!
Even the innkeeper is missing. It's not worth risking your life just to watch the fun.
In an instant, only Li Guan and Yan Long were left in the entire inn.
Yan Long felt that his wrist was hurt by the force spreading from the knife. If he hadn't held it tightly, the knife in his hand would have flown out at that moment.
Moreover, Yan Long even heard his beloved knife making a sound as if it was about to shatter.
"Who are you? You want to go against me. Do you know who I am?"
Yan Long didn't even know why such a powerful person suddenly came to chase him.
"I know. If I don't know, why would I kill you?"
Li Guan used his left hand hard and threw him over his shoulder. Yan Long couldn't even react.
boom!
A large crater appeared where Yan Long landed, and the huge force even sent out ripples of air that spread in all directions.
All the tables and chairs in the hall were knocked down, and the food and soup were scattered all over the floor, making it a mess.
Yan Long was so knocked down that he felt dizzy. This guy's strength must have been too great. He felt as if his shoulder had been torn off.
During the fall, he could hear his bones and skin creaking under the strain.
"Damn it!"
Yan Long wanted to get up, but suddenly he felt his hands grabbing his shoulders and squeezing them hard. There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and the long knife in his hand was kicked aside.
Li Guan suddenly stepped on Yan Long's legs and broke them off. The sound of huge bone cracks sounded again, and Yan Long couldn't help but let out another scream.
When on earth had I offended such a cruel person and had my own limbs destroyed without killing anyone?
Are you the demon sect yourself, or is this guy the demon sect?
Li Guan frowned and looked at Yan Long's entry. Except for the Human Spirit Weapon Refining Technique, which might be interesting, the rest were pretty rubbish.
"No wonder he's so weak, trash!"
Somewhat disappointed, this Yan Long was not even as strong as the man he killed in Taojiu Village.
Li Guan punched Yan Long in the abdominal cavity, crushing Yan Long's abdominal cavity with terrifying force.
Yan Long, who fell to the ground, suddenly spurted out blood, his chest bones collapsed, he coughed out blood with fragments of internal organs, he let out a huge scream, and he was immediately dying.
"Chila!"
Yan Long's screams stopped suddenly, the flesh, flesh and bones of his neck were torn apart, and one of his heads was torn off alive by Li Guan.
The word "garbage" became the last word Yan Long heard, and it also became the last comment in his life.
Blood was dripping, and pain and fear still remained in Yan Long's eyes.
"Twenty points of contribution received."
Li Guan casually wrapped the head with a strip of cloth, and then inserted Yan Long's knife into the skull. The knife was originally quite good, but he punched it so hard that the blade was full of cracks.
I'm afraid it will break after just a few uses.
When the time comes, go to the Shenbing Hall to see if it can be sold. If you can sell it for a few taels, it's not bad.
Li Guan rummaged through Yan Long's waist and took out a money bag, which contained several small gold tickets. Li Guan threw one down as compensation, then left with the knife in his head.
"We lost again...hey!"
Not long after, the weeping shopkeeper came back and saw that his inn had been built by two people. There were big holes in the surrounding walls and a big pit in the ground. There was also a headless corpse lying in the pit.
The shopkeeper couldn't help but want to spit out the lunch he had just eaten, but the shopkeeper forced it back.
I want the waiter to move the body away and throw it away as soon as possible.
But when he saw the golden ticket next to the corpse, he ran over to pick it up regardless of his nausea, and took a look at the amount on it.
The original sadness was swept away in an instant.
This amount of silver is enough for him to build another inn.
I didn't expect this man to be a good person.
If there were more people like this, he would have become rich long ago.