An Yuan didn't speak, just stared at a place in the darkness.
They all noticed that there were three people on the other side, and someone had been following them since the evening.
Han Changsheng's voice fell, and the surroundings were quiet, only the crackling sound of the branches burning in the fire. If there were people with low martial arts here, I'm afraid that Han Changsheng must have made a mistake.
Han Changsheng smiled slightly, picked up a half-burned firewood in a leisurely manner, and seemed to have thrown it away, only to hear a scream, and a person rolled out from behind the mound in the dark, with a fire on his shoulder He patted the flames with his hands desperately, followed by another person to help him, and finally extinguished the fire.
Those three people finally all came out from behind the hidden mound. They were three burly men holding big knives, vicious, muscular, wearing sackcloth bunts, they looked like bandits. One of them was very familiar, and it turned out to be the silverware peddler who blackmailed An Yuan in the afternoon.
Han Changsheng curled his lips: "Look, I told you to teach him a lesson this afternoon, but you just wanted to give him money, not to mention wasting Lao Tzu's money, and make people think we are easy to bully."
An Yuan didn't say anything, but put the uneaten roast chicken on the fire to continue roasting.
The silverware dealer walked towards them step by step with a big knife in his hand, and said, "Hand over all the money you have on you, and I will let you live."
The man whose shoulders were burned by Han Changsheng just now said angrily: "Brother, why don't you talk to them, just kill them and grab the money."
But the businessman said: "If you know how to flatter, hurry up and get the money, it's useless for us to kill you."
Han Changsheng smiled evilly and said, "But I want your lives to be useful. I just need someone for this sword!"
The brash man who had been burned was furious, roared, and rushed towards Han Changsheng with a knife in his hand. The dealer wanted to stop him, but he didn't. Seeing the momentum, another man also rushed up, and went straight to An Yuan.
Han Changsheng stepped in front of An Yuan. After working for a long time, Li Jiulong blocked too many knives and guns for An Yuan, and he formed a subconscious reaction. Whenever he saw someone wielding knives and guns, he would protect An Yuan. It was only when he was about to export that he remembered that An Yuan was different from before, and even he thought it was funny.
But since Han Changsheng was so proactive and considerate, An Yuan just sat still and didn't speak, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
Those two reckless men didn't pay attention to Han Changsheng at all. In their eyes, Han Changsheng and An Yuan were two rich and noble sons from the city. They looked like they had never experienced anything, and they must have never killed anyone. Small arms and legs, they can break if they pull them.
"boom!"
A savage's knife slashed at Han Changsheng's head. Han Changsheng drew out his sword, and the tip of the sword directly hit the tip of the knife. The powerful internal force forced the savage back two steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Han Changsheng didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile of interest.
The disparity in strength was too great, the three of them had almost no internal strength and martial arts, and completely relied on their reckless strength to rampage, their posture looked terrifying, but in fact they could only scare rookies with low martial arts skills. In the past, Han Changsheng might have had to spend a little more time and effort when the three of them went together, but now, with just one finger, he can use any means to suppress these wild men to death .
When the disparity in strength reaches this point, it is meaningless to beat those three blind guys to the ground with one move. Han Changsheng had a bad playfulness in his heart, wanting to let these guys know how weak they really are.
The two reckless men were stunned when they saw that their companions were knocked back by Han Changsheng, who looked weak and weak.
Han Changsheng provocatively said: "I thought it was so powerful, why, is this scary?"
The other man couldn't stand the excitement, and rushed towards Han Changsheng again. The silverware dealer who had been watching but didn't make a move, saw that his companion was injured, and finally made a move.
Those two people threw themselves in front of Han Changsheng, the two knives slashed at Han Changsheng at the same time, Han Changsheng kept his sword behind his back, and turned his head to dodge. From the point of view of those two people, their sabers almost missed Han Changsheng, as long as they could be more accurate, they could cut Han Changsheng. But in Han Changsheng's view, it was really easy.
So the two big men kept chasing after each other, each knife was more fierce than the other, but every time they were just narrowly missed.
Suddenly, a huge pressure hit the two of them. The businessman was raising his knife in the air, and trembled suddenly, his arms froze in the air, unable to fall down for a long time. The other man was even more embarrassed than him. He took two steps back and sat down on the ground, his face pale and terrified.
As for Han Changsheng, he still stood gracefully with his hands behind his back. It seemed that he hadn't done anything.
Those two men looked at me and I looked at you, the hairs on their bodies stood on end. What happened? They have no idea! It's just that suddenly they felt flustered and short of breath as if they had been possessed by an evil spirit, and they couldn't exert all their strength.
In fact, because these two people have never practiced inner strength and mental skills, they did not know that the evil energy that oppressed them just now came from Han Changsheng's strong inner strength; but it was also because they did not have inner strength that they escaped. , I just feel flustered and short of breath, but I don’t go into a madness and bleed to death from the seven orifices.
Han Changsheng looked at the two trembling guys with a satisfied smile on his face. The cultivation of internal strength is not only for strengthening the body, the truly powerful internal strength can be turned into a weapon. There are several sects in Jianghu who specialize in internal skills that have this kind of kung fu. Under normal circumstances, the acupoints of a person are closed inside, and the true energy circulates in the body without spilling out. Just now he reopened his acupoints and released his true energy, which formed a huge oppression on that reckless man, causing them to retreat without fighting. Internal strength is limited, but as long as the internal strength is cultivated properly, true energy can be regenerated infinitely. When the internal strength is cultivated to a certain level, you can also use the true energy as a sword, such as Liumai Shenjian and other kung fu. Han Changsheng had practiced some kung fu to release his true energy before, but his internal strength was not very strong, and he was not yet able to use any kind of kung fu. Now he has a strong internal force taught by the old man Xuanji, and after several months of conditioning by An Yuan, he is now able to slightly control the strong internal force.
This was the first time he tried to suppress his opponent with true pressure, and these poor bandits became the victims of his small trial.
Han Changsheng was extremely proud. It's such a great feeling to be powerful.
"You..." Han Changsheng opened his mouth leisurely, and after he said two words, his expression suddenly changed. The dantian, which was still full just now, suddenly emptied, and the true energy began to scurry in the body again. Because An Yuan helped him adjust his breath every day, he hadn't gone mad for a long time, and this time he got so carried away that his old illness relapsed.
Han Changsheng fell to the ground clutching his chest. An Yuan, who had been wandering outside just now, finally reacted this time, frowning, walked to Han Changsheng, and grabbed his hand.
Han Changsheng closed his eyes and groaned in pain.
When the three thieves saw that Han Changsheng, who was still in high spirits, suddenly fell down, they were a little dazed. One of them picked up a big knife and stumbled up, approaching An Yuan and Han Changsheng cautiously, wanting to take advantage of the fire, An Yuan swept his eyes sharply. He glanced at him: "One more step forward, today is your death date. Get out!" An Yuan's powerful murderous aura made the man tremble again, and backed away again and again.
The dealer clutched his chest and got up: "Let's withdraw!"
Almost all three of them were injured. An Yuan never made a move from the beginning to the end, but his aura seemed to be stronger than that of Han Changsheng. run everywhere. The silverware dealer ran a few steps, then stopped hesitantly, and stared back at An Yuan. His companion pulled him anxiously a few times before he turned and continued running. After a while, the three disappeared into the desolate night of the desert.
Han Changsheng's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Why did you let them go?"
An Yuan said without emotion: "Shut up!"
Han Chang was angry and didn't say anything: "I am so kind to you. I teach you martial arts and help you investigate your background. You are so fierce to me. Those three thieves blackmailed you and robbed you in the middle of the night. You still let them go?"
An Yuan frowned and looked at him coldly: "Shut up if you don't want to suffer!"
Han Chang was so angry that he wished that the whip could slap An Yuan's ass. Suddenly, he saw cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his frowning expression was not only impatient, but also faintly painful. Han Changsheng was startled, swallowed his words, looked down, An Yuan was bleeding, and his robe was already wet.
Han Changsheng was taken aback: When did An Yuan get injured? He never made a move from the beginning to the end, he was fine just now!
An Yuan snorted again suddenly, as if his right shoulder had been hit by something, he leaned back trembling. He grabbed Han Changsheng's hand even harder.
Han Changsheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses. An Yuan was not hurt by those three little thieves, but by himself. Now I can't control the zhenqi in my body, and the acupoints are still open, and the lingering zhenqi is overflowing, and when he gets angry and rushes to his heart, he hurts An Yuan unconsciously. An Yuan didn't say anything, and he didn't let go, but tried his best to help Han Changsheng suppress his anger.
Han Changsheng bared his teeth, half of his anger subsided, and he tried his best to calm himself down, which would help his true energy return this morning. Just kidding, if you hurt Xianjun Gou, the unlucky one is himself, okay
Han Changsheng closed his eyes, and muttered in a low voice, "I told you to pass on the heart formula to me earlier, or helped me to suppress all my internal energy earlier, but you still want to make things difficult for me, otherwise, how can such a thing happen?"
An Yuan said coldly: "Don't even think about it, as I said, your life and death are in my hands!"
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