Lengfeng stood up first and walked upstream. Mo Zihan and Yi Wuchen also stood up and followed.
Not long after walking, they found a large number of corpses lying strewn across the river bank in front of them. Judging from their appearance and clothing, they were not brothers from the underworld.
These people died extremely tragically, and it was unknown what kind of sharp weapon the other party used. Every person's body was covered in blood and flesh wherever they were injured by the sharp weapon.
Mo Zihan lifted up a man's clothes and looked at his wounds. Lengfeng and Yi Wuchen both gasped involuntarily when they saw it.
I saw that the man whose clothes were lifted up by Mo Zihan had almost his whole chest smashed, the wounds were hideous, and even his internal organs were looming.
Mo Zihan remained silent and lifted up the clothes of several other people. The injuries were the same.
"What kind of sharp weapon is so powerful?" Yi Wuchen couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"Judging from the shape of the wounds, it should have been a spiral-shaped weapon that killed them."
"A spiral-shaped weapon?" Lengfeng repeated, frowning and asking Yi Wuchen: "You can tell from the way these people dress that they are people in the world. Who in the world is using a spiral-shaped weapon?"
Yi Wuchen shook his head, "I've never heard of it."
"It seems that this person must have extremely high martial arts skills, otherwise it would be impossible for him to cause such a large wound with one blow."
"Yes. When using a weapon, if you want to kill the opponent with one move, the internal force emitted is usually concentrated at one point. It spreads out in a spiral like this, and you want to kill a person with martial arts skills in one blow. I don't know how many times.
It takes profound inner strength." Yi Wuchen agreed.
"That's not necessarily true." Mo Zihan's words made Yi Wuchen and Leng Feng raise their eyebrows at the same time, waiting for Mo Zihan's opinion.
"Perhaps they have tampered with the weapon. When using the weapon, they only need to use internal force to hit the opponent. What causes such large-scale damage may be that the weapon itself is constantly rotating, driven by internal force.
, the rotation of the weapon itself caused such extensive injuries."
"But what kind of weapon can rotate on its own?" Leng Feng asked puzzledly.
"I don't know what it is specifically. For example, have you ever seen a windmill? It keeps rotating due to the force of the wind. If this windmill is made of fine iron, the rotating axle turns into barbed fine iron.
With its constant rotation, you can cause the same scars with just a little internal force."
After listening to Mo Zihan's words, Yi Wuchen and Lengfeng nodded in understanding. But in fact, they were still confused. The windmill was made of paper, and because it was very light, it would be blown as long as there was wind.
.But if it were replaced by fine iron, how could it be blown by the wind?
As if seeing the doubts of the two of them, Mo Zihan said: "You two, don't think about it. I will make one for you when I have time when I get back."
"Two! If you make one, who are you going to use it for?" Yi Wuchen said dissatisfied. With the relationship between Mo Zihan and Leng Feng, if he only made one, Leng Feng would definitely snatch it away.
"Okay, just two. These people are dead. Let's go to the front and take a look."
Bringing the distant topic back, Mo Zihan walked towards the dense forest ahead, while Yi Wuchen and Lengfeng quickly followed.
As soon as I entered the dense forest, I saw two people lying in the woods. One of them, like the others, had been injured by a sharp weapon in the chest and was already dead. And the other person...
-Lengfeng stood up first and walked upstream. Mo Zihan and Yi Wuchen also stood up and followed.
Not long after walking, they found a large number of corpses lying strewn across the river bank in front of them. Judging from their appearance and clothing, they were not brothers from the underworld.
These people died extremely tragically, and it was unknown what kind of sharp weapon the other party used. Every person's body was covered in blood and flesh wherever they were injured by the sharp weapon.
Mo Zihan lifted up a man's clothes and looked at his wounds. Lengfeng and Yi Wuchen both gasped involuntarily when they saw it.
I saw that the man whose clothes were lifted up by Mo Zihan had almost his whole chest smashed, the wounds were hideous, and even his internal organs were looming.
Mo Zihan remained silent and lifted up the clothes of several other people. The injuries were the same.
"What kind of sharp weapon is so powerful?" Yi Wuchen couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"Judging from the shape of the wounds, it should have been a spiral-shaped weapon that killed them."
"A spiral-shaped weapon?" Lengfeng repeated, frowning and asking Yi Wuchen: "You can tell from the way these people dress that they are people in the world. Who in the world is using a spiral-shaped weapon?"
Yi Wuchen shook his head, "I've never heard of it."
"It seems that this person must have extremely high martial arts skills, otherwise it would be impossible for him to cause such a large wound with one blow."
"Yes. When using a weapon, if you want to kill the opponent with one move, the internal force emitted is usually concentrated at one point. It spreads out in a spiral like this, and you want to kill a person with martial arts skills in one blow. I don't know how many times.
It takes profound inner strength." Yi Wuchen agreed.
"That's not necessarily true." Mo Zihan's words made Yi Wuchen and Leng Feng raise their eyebrows at the same time, waiting for Mo Zihan's opinion.
"Perhaps they have tampered with the weapon. When using the weapon, they only need to use internal force to hit the opponent. What causes such large-scale damage may be that the weapon itself is constantly rotating, driven by internal force.
, the rotation of the weapon itself caused such extensive injuries."
"But what kind of weapon can rotate on its own?" Leng Feng asked puzzledly.
"I don't know what it is specifically. For example, have you ever seen a windmill? It keeps rotating due to the force of the wind. If this windmill is made of fine iron, the rotating axle turns into barbed fine iron.
With its constant rotation, you can cause the same scars with just a little internal force."
After listening to Mo Zihan's words, Yi Wuchen and Lengfeng nodded in understanding. But in fact, they were still confused. The windmill was made of paper, and because it was very light, it would be blown as long as there was wind.
.But if it were replaced by fine iron, how could it be blown by the wind?
As if seeing the doubts of the two of them, Mo Zihan said: "You two, don't think about it. I will make one for you when I have time when I get back."
"Two! If you make one, who are you going to use it for?" Yi Wuchen said dissatisfied. With the relationship between Mo Zihan and Leng Feng, if he only made one, Leng Feng would definitely snatch it away.
"Okay, just two. These people are dead. Let's go to the front and take a look."
Bringing the distant topic back, Mo Zihan walked towards the dense forest ahead, while Yi Wuchen and Lengfeng quickly followed.
As soon as I entered the dense forest, I saw two people lying in the woods. One of them, like the others, had been injured by a sharp weapon in the chest and was already dead. And the other person...