Ma Bo swallowed hard, and a smile that was even worse than crying appeared on his face, "Boss Yan, I... I am playing with you. These goods, these goods are yours!"
"It's fun? Is it fun?" Yan Ji still had a expressionless face.
"No...it's not fun..." The smile on Ma Bo's face became even more ugly.
"But Yan feels it's fun!"
Yan Ji's expressionless face suddenly turned into a hideous smile. He threw away the sword with his left hand. Before Ma Bo could react, he grabbed the top of his head.
Click!
Yan Ji twisted his arm hard, like a spinning top, and Ma Bo's head turned four or five times.
Suffocation, instant death!
Chen Yi had already seen that the situation was not good and fled to the distance.
"Why is this guy so strong? Is it the copper skin level? No, no, even if I have a powerful weapon, it is impossible for me to pierce his skin so easily. Is it a root bone realm warrior? He looks so young, how can he?
Maybe it's the root and bone state?"
While running away, Chen Yi regretted that he shouldn't have agreed to his junior sister to come and vent his anger for her brother.
"No, I still have a chance. As long as I return to the sect, even if I break my arm, I can use the pill to grow again. I will come to Heishanzhai to take revenge later!" Chen Yi suddenly thought of it, and his eyes were filled with hatred.
Dong!
Suddenly, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Chen Yi stopped and looked at his strong body blocking his face with a grim expression.
"Brother Chen, why are you running so fast? Yan is still waiting for you to beat me to death!"
Yan Ji had a ferocious face, his mouth was cracked, and his neck twisted, making a crackling sound.
"Brother Yan, this time I am a little embarrassed. I would like to ask Lord Jia Neng to ignore the villain's faults. Let me go. I am an inner disciple of the Zi Lei Sect. It will be of no benefit to kill me.
"And my junior sister is the daughter of a deacon in the middle of the sect. If he knew that you killed his daughter, he would not give up. I swear, if Brother Yan, you let me go back to the sect, I will definitely put this one in it.
The matter covers up…”
Tear!
Before Chen Yi could finish his words, a silver-black axe had already slashed from his head to his feet, turning into two halves of the corpse and exploded directly.
"Does Yan look so like a fool?"
Yan Ji twisted his head and wiped the blood and dirt on the Pear Blossom Axe with the inside of his clothes.
Then tear open the corners of the clothes, press the wound on his left arm one piece, and wrap the other piece with pressure and bandage.
"Head Yan..."
Guo Qi's trembling voice came.
Yan Ji turned around and looked over and found that in addition to him, Guo Qi and the other two also fought with Ma Bo's people.
But now it's over, and about eight or nine corpses are left on the ground.
One of them was the boy riding a horse. He died beside his sister and was stabbed seven or eight times behind him. Perhaps because of the deep love between brother and brother, he committed suicide.
As for the eight Black Mountain bandits, one of them was not dead, and they were just wearing some lottery on them.
“How about the losses and harvests?”
Although he made a rough judgment, Yan Ji still asked.
"The brothers have only suffered some minor injuries. Since you easily killed Ma Bo, your subordinates who are not our opponents have been scared to death by you. They fled in sight and killed seven or eight of them.
The rest of the coachman and the laborers ran away."
Guo Qi respectfully lowered his head and reported, his body trembled slightly, and he didn't even dare to look at Yan Ji.
If he had flattered Yan Ji before, he just wanted to make a good position under Yan Ji's men, and he would no longer want to be excluded as if he was with Yang Yanxin.
Then after this battle, he was frightened by Yan Ji and a little scared.
Even when facing Huang Ke or the village leader, he did not feel this kind of fear.
The other six Black Mountain bandits were the same, lowering their heads, locking their shoulders, and putting their hands in front of them, not daring to say a word.
Only Yu Jiu dared to look at Yan Ji, but his eyes were also a little different from before.
"Why are you so afraid? Can you eat me?"
Yan Ji twisted his shawl black...the black and red haired dirty blood looked at Ba Ren and said.
The eight people nodded repeatedly, and then shook their heads violently.
"Forget it, you can count the goods first, see what good things are there, and think about how to bring these goods back."
Yan Ji shook his head gently, walked to Ma Bo's body, picked up the sharp sword and the mace used by Ma Bo.
"It's really light. It's probably about four or five hundred kilograms. A dignified martial artist in the flesh-like realm actually uses such a light weapon. Guo Qi, I'll give you this mace!"
Yan Ji thought about the mace, and felt a little boring, so he threw it to Guo Qi casually.
Guo Qi quickly caught it, and was pushed back by the huge force and weight.
"Thank you, Leader Yan!"
Guo Qi was overjoyed. This was a weapon that could slightly break the skin of a martial artist in the flesh realm. Even if it was not a sharp weapon, it was worth a lot of money among ordinary soldiers, at least two or three hundred taels of silver.
It was just that the weight was a little heavier, but he could barely use it.
And even if he doesn't use it himself, it will be very good to sell it or exchange other resources with the village.
"You count the goods first, I'll deal with their bodies, and those who escaped will be found to silence them as much as possible in the future. These three people are from the Zi Lei Sect. If Zi Lei Sect comes to take revenge, it's okay.
They found us."
Yan Ji said, while picking up Ma Bo and Chen Yi's bodies and walking towards the woods beside him.
Guo Qi and others nodded heavily when they heard Yan Ji's talk about the Purple Thunder Sect, not caring about Yan Ji's behavior of collecting the corpse.
When he came to the woods and saw that there was no one around, Yan Ji directly fed the two bodies to Heika.
"The entry level of the flesh and flesh realm, and the first time I see the Hungry Wolf's Leaf, there is not even a martial arts skill. This Ma Bo is really a waste!"
Yan Ji pursed his mouth. The corpse of this waste is not worth his waste of survival points to make copy cards.
"The level of the skin and flesh realm, the thunder sword technique that comes to the hall, and the thunder gathering technique that is the first to see the door. This is not bad.
"I have also felt the power of this Thunder Sword Technique. It is even more powerful than the martial arts I have mastered. It is also a killer move with a sharp weapon and a long sword.
It’s a pity that this long sword is light and weighs less than a few dozen kilograms, which is really not suitable for me. However, this thunder-gathering method is actually a martial art of "fa". It can only be said that it is one of the four sects of Purple Thunder.
This kind of advanced martial arts is practiced by an inner disciple."
Yan Ji said, intending to have the opportunity to copy this martial arts and try the effect. Although he did not feel how powerful it was from Chen Yi, this did not prevent him from being interested in this type of advanced martial arts.
Of course, these premises are that he must have enough survival points.
Unfortunately, his survival points have never been enough and can only be used on the strongest corpse.