Since you are seeking death, you can’t blame me!
Liu Mang rushed directly into the Sanhe Society congregation, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. The sword flashed, blood spattered, and each member of the congregation covered their necks and fell down!
It instantly frightened those who came after him.
"How dare you, thief!"
A middle-aged man with a height of nearly six feet ran towards him from a distance. He was holding an eyebrow-leveling stick, and a long scar on the left side of his face extended directly to his mouth, making him look quite ferocious.
"Hall Master!" The Sanhe Guild members shouted in unison. It was obvious that this person usually had a high prestige.
"Are you the master of Qinghe Hall?" Liu Mang said coldly. He originally wanted to leave, but he had changed his mind because this guy might be the one behind the murder of Old Man Huang and the search for Yin's home.
"I'll capture you without any effort, and I can leave you with a whole body." The scarred man, the master of Qinghe Hall, said harshly.
"I'm leaving Nima!"
Liu Mang did not regard the scarred man as a human being at all, and regarded the people around him as nothing. He rushed towards him directly, with the knife in his hand raised high.
"Go to hell!" The scarred man was also furious. His energy and blood were aroused, and his body instantly turned gray-white. He hit the Huanshou Dao with his eyebrow stick without any hesitation!
The moment the sword and stick met, the scarred man's expression changed wildly.
An unimaginable force came from the opponent's sword!
The scarred man clutched the eyebrow-leveling stick tightly, and his whole body seemed to have been hit by a prehistoric beast, flying back violently! In an instant, he knocked down seven or eight members of the Sanhe Guild, knocking them all unconscious.
The scarred man sat down on the ground twenty or thirty steps back, and couldn't help spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"Such a strong force, it is obvious that all the strength of the body is merged into one. Have you already mastered the swordsmanship?" The scarred man looked horrified.
Only those who have mastered the mental skills of swordsmanship can mobilize the power of their whole body with spiritual senses and exert power far beyond that of ordinary people.
However, he never imagined that Liu Mang was not a minor expert in swordsmanship, but a master of swordsmanship. He had entered a realm of swordsmanship that he had never imagined in his entire life.
Liu Mang was too lazy to pay attention to him and just raised the knife in his hand.
"Stop him!" The scarred man said angrily.
Upon hearing the hall master's order, everyone in Qinghe Hall stood in front of the scarred man and all raised their swords.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Liu Mang's footwork was unpredictable, and the direction of the knife in his hand was even more difficult to discern.
Every time a sword was struck, a Sanhehui pawn would clutch his neck and fall down, but he himself was uninjured and not even a drop of blood was stained.
During the actual combat, Liu Mang discovered that after mastering his sword skills, his understanding of the sword had entered a new level. Before others drew their swords, he had already predicted the direction of the opponent's sword, thus predicting the enemy's opportunity.
Pre-emptive strike.
The sword in his hand seems to have become a part of his body. Every time he makes a sword, he will only use the smallest amount of force, but can achieve the greatest results.
Then everyone in the Sanhe Society was horrified to find that it was not Liu Mang who was massacring them, but they themselves were banging their necks against Liu Mang's sword.
"It's so evil!"
"This kid is possessed by a ghost!"
"Master, we have to retreat!"
Everyone in Sanhe Guild was almost frightened out of their wits.
The scarred man's face was gloomy, retreating, where could he retreat to?
At this moment, a group of people holding long bows arrived from behind in time. The bow strings were fully drawn and the arrows were all pointed at Liu Mang.
"Haha! God has eyes! God will never stop me!" The scarred man laughed wildly.
"I admit that you are stronger than me! But can you block so many arrows by yourself?"
"There was a master who tried to kill me before, but he still died after being pierced by thousands of arrows!"
"Throw away the knife and kneel down! Bind your hands and I will spare your life!"
The scarred man seemed to have a winning chance: "Take off the thing on your face, I want to see who you really are!"
Seeing that he was being pointed at by about twenty bows and arrows, Liu Mang felt his skin numb and knew that he was in some danger now.
He looked at the attribute bar. He had just killed someone, and his energy had already exceeded 100, so he could upgrade his Red Skull Skill.
Although I still want to slowly practice Chizhu Kung and rely on my own strength to break through, but the current situation is critical and I can't control that much!
He imagined that there was a force and directly pressed the plus sign behind Chizhu Gong.
Suddenly, a wave of heat flowed throughout his body.
His body temperature rose sharply at this moment, and the skin on his body continued to bulge and sink in slightly, as if it was boiling.
The skin color has changed from bronze to white. The skin feels obviously tougher and even the touch is more sensitive.
And all this was completed in less than a breath, and all the visions were successfully concealed under Liu Mang's clothes.
[Name: Liu Mang]
【Lifespan:17/70】
[Realm: Second skin training (external)]
[Skills: Chizhu Kung Fu (Third Level 0/500), Sky Eagle Sword Technique (Dacheng 0/300), Ghost Tracking Step (Mastery 15/15)]
[Energy: 8]
Liu Mang looked at the twenty or so bow-wielding men in front of him. He no longer had the numb feeling on his skin just now, and he felt reassured.
Then, he continued to raise the knife in his hand.
The scarred man's expression changed and he shouted: "Fire the arrow!"
Liu Mang has already rushed towards his position!
Facing the surging rain of arrows, the goshawk reappeared in Liu Mang's mind. His sense of spirituality reached its limit at this moment. Everything around him seemed to have been pressed on the slow speed button and began to play frame by frame!
However, Liu Mang's thinking and movements were still flexible. With the silver ring-shou knife in his hand, he easily deflected all these bows and arrows, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the rain of arrows.
Then he rushed forward and cut the two archers in front of him in two with one knife. The blade struck the stunned scarred man without stopping!
The man with the scar had just raised the eyebrow-level stick in his hand, trying to resist. Liu Mang's blade suddenly changed direction and slashed directly towards the opponent's right hand.
Shocked, the scarred man let go of the stick in his hand, turned around and wanted to run away.
"Death!" Liu Mang made a ghost move, and at the same time his energy and blood were stimulated, and his figure suddenly accelerated.
I saw a flash of silver light.
The scarred man's head rises into the sky!
And his body actually ran forward several steps under the inertia before falling to the ground.
Seeing faint shouts of killing coming from outside, I knew that reinforcements from the Sanhe Society had arrived.
Liu Mang did not stop, and killed two more archers, then climbed over the wall and walked away.
He ran to a deserted place and gasped for air.
At this time, my mind was completely filled with murderous intent.
"Kill them! Kill them all! They are all enemies anyway!"
"Why are you running! As long as you kill enough people, you can upgrade your skills! If you don't have enough energy, just kill ordinary people!"
"Kill them all, and you will be invincible!"
A devilish voice in his heart kept tempting him.
Liu Mang shook his head and forced this thought away.
After just killing many people, he had the urge to kill everyone again.
And this impulse is getting stronger and stronger, so strong that I feel like I am about to lose control.
Liu Mang had a hunch that if he lost control, he might never come back, and he wouldn't be the same person then!
He couldn't help but feel a hint of gloom in his heart. Is this the sequelae of murder? He had the same reaction after the last killing spree in Taicheng.
He didn't notice that the line with his name on the attribute column had a faint red light dancing at a certain moment.
…
A moment later, reinforcements from the Sanhe Society arrived at the hall, only to see corpses all over the ground, as well as the headless body of the leader of the Qinghe Hall.
The leader of the association, Qu Haotian, looked livid, grabbed an archer and shouted, "Who is the murderer? Where is he!"
The archer said with a sad face: "He has his face covered, so we can't see his appearance."
"But he is very tall, more than six feet tall!" Another archer gestured, "He is taller than Mr. Zhou."
"Such a tall man, with such ferocious sword skills..." Several names suddenly flashed in Qu Huizhu's mind.
"The leader of the Flying Snake Gang is chasing the sword demon Wu Songsen."
"Master Xiao of the Quicksand Society."
"Wang Yukai, the leader of the Red Earth Hall of the Golden Tiger Gang."
"Exhibition on the History of the Flag Holding of the Black Water Hall of the Golden Tiger Gang."