"Bah!" He Xiaotian stood up and looked at the weird man who had all his bones broken by him. He spat in his face with disdain. Then he raised his right foot and stepped hard on the weird man's head.
"boom!"
The hardest skull in the whole body of the weird man exploded like a watermelon under He Xiaotian's feet.
The corpse twitched, then kicked off its legs, completely killing it.
[Ding! Kill the white evil-level trickster and gain 5,000 experience points. 】
He Xiaotian curled his lips, as expected.
"Niubi————"
The knifeman who was bleeding from seven holes wiped the blood on his face, pulled his neck and shouted, his voice breaking.
The skull, the hardest bone in the human body, can be crushed with one foot?
Besides kneeling on the ground and shouting six six six, what else can he do?
Just lick it and that’s it!
If you don’t know what to do next, you’ll have to leave it to others.
Moriyoko's body was a little trembling. To be fair, he would have to deal with this so-called trickster.
I guess there is only one way to go, passively defending and being a coward.
The speed of Wei Ren is too fast. No matter how powerful the Tao Talisman is, it will be useless if he hits it?
No wonder Lei Yang and others didn't dare to provoke him. Roger's old silver coin would have to be crystallized with spiritual energy.
After working on it for a long time, you are really awesome!
He beat a weirdo to death with his bare hands. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
The rule of law society saved me!
At the same time, I felt happy and grateful to He Xiaotian for not killing him.
"Young man, can you tell me why you asked me for a knife on credit last night? You have to tell the truth, otherwise did you see it?" He Xiaotian came to the front of the credit person in a few steps and stretched out a hand that was bigger than a casserole.
Need a big fist.
"If you dare to fool me, I'll blow your head off with one punch!" He threatened with a smile.
"Gudong!"
The man with the sword swallowed dryly. Although it was his feet that finally defeated the weirdo, his fists should not be underestimated.
After all, it is an iron fist that can break the eye sockets of weird people and explode their eyeballs.
"Strong man, big brother, boss, you must believe me. I have no ill intentions towards you at all. I just want you to keep my knife for me, and I have absolutely no other thoughts." Facing Iron Fist, the knife dealer smiled bitterly.
He said.
"Raising a sword? Aren't you going to cut off your life? Are you lying to me? Young man, it seems you want to taste the iron fist of justice." This is different from what Shou Yoko said yesterday.
"No, brother, please listen to my explanation." After the words fell, the person who borrowed the knife began to talk endlessly about the reason.
It turns out that the credit knife people are divided into two factions.
One is mainly about maintaining the knife, and the other is what the old Taoist said is mainly about cutting off the life.
No, it shouldn't be said that it was amputation.
They are actually saving their lives!!
Those who keep knives on credit are very miserable, and their heirs are always miserable.
First of all, you need to have special talents, and secondly, you need to collect knives from all over the country.
It's okay if I meet someone who is easy to talk to. They will keep their promise back then and will return the knife to the person who borrowed it from them.
But most of the time, what I encounter are arrogant people.
If you want to take the knife back, fine!
Defeat me, I will offer you with both hands.
If you can't beat it, let's go and have fun!
Their purpose in raising swords is to forge a magic sword that can cut off fate.
After hearing this, He Xiaotian felt completely bad.
Cut off destiny?
Although all kinds of monsters and monsters are now appearing, can fate be cut off?
The Yangming faction, on the other hand, wanders among powerful people from all walks of life.
Whenever there are troubles, he will come out of the mountain and serve as a staff or military advisor.
According to internal rumors among the credit knife people, the counselors Wei, Shu and Wu relied on during the Three Kingdoms period were all life-savers.
It is true that they intercepted the lives of rich and powerful people.
But none of this is their real purpose.
This group of people actually relies on power to support themselves.
As for whose life is being raised, and what role this life plays, no one knows.
The person who lends the sword only knows one thing, and that is to forge the magic sword.
In the future, use the magic sword to cut off the Yangming faction.
He Xiaotian heard that there was a civil war among the people who borrowed knives together with you?
Can you play ancient times?
"So? You haven't explained clearly yet why you gave me the knife on credit."
"Don't worry, brother. I see that there is evil in your eyes, and the sky is covered with dark clouds wherever you pass. It shows that you are a peerless ruthless person. If you use your evil energy to nourish your sword, you can forge an unparalleled fierce weapon." Credit
The swordman revealed his purpose and continued without waiting for He Xiaotian to ask further questions.
"Brother, please rest assured that our knife-raising faction will never cause any losses to anyone. Although I don't know whether the founder is Guiguzi, I have never heard of anyone being injured due to knife-raising. I can confirm this.
That person will guarantee it."
Well, the credit card holder is very sincere, and the sincerity is visible to the naked eye.
It's a pity that He Xiaotian will never touch it. You dare to cut off your life for fun. I can't afford a knife.
What if one day I am beheaded without knowing it?
"Forget about raising the knife. Now tell me your purpose of coming to Snake Mountain." After He Xiaotian finished speaking, the courtyard wall shattered with a rumble, and a figure flew over.
"Plop!"
The figure fell to the ground, rolled out for more than ten meters, and finally came to a stop when it hit the wall on the other side of the courtyard.
Through the moonlight, we can clearly see that this guy is not a Chinese, but a race from the Southeast Cliff area.
His hair is very short and he wears a yellow monk's robe.
"??????????????????!!"
The short-haired man dressed as a monk was mumbling confusing words.
"..."
There was an eerie silence in the quiet courtyard.
"Lao Yang, can you understand?"
Shouyangzi rolled his eyes when He Xiaotian asked.
If you ask me a few words in English, I can probably explain it a bit.
Or classical Chinese, which I am also very proficient in.
But I don’t even know the language of this kind of words, how do you ask me to translate it for you?
He Xiaotian was helpless and turned to look at the person who borrowed the knife.
Credit card holder: "..."
What?!
What do you see me doing?
We can only occasionally see a corner of destiny, but it is not an encyclopedia.
"What about you? Speak Chinese, don't speak bird language! Whose land are you standing on, don't you have any idea?"
However, He Xiaotian's answer was still the familiar pronunciation.
"??????????????????!!"
"Aren't you ashamed that you come out to hang out and don't even understand foreign languages?"