The smell of blood! Before they even stepped into the village, they smelled a strong smell of blood.
Xu Han was surprised in their hearts, and immediately rushed towards the village. At this time it was just near noon, and the two people thought that the black smoke rising in the sky was caused by cooking, but now it seems that it is not the case.
Jumping over the fence outside the village, the sight in front of them shocked the two of them. Mottled blood was sprinkled on the yellow-brown ground, and there seemed to be a person lying on the ground not far away.
Xu Han and the two looked at each other, and Jia walked towards the figure on the ground. The closer to the village, the more bloody smell in the air, it seems that many people died in the village.
"Dead!" The prodigal squatted down, looked at the corpse on the ground, and whispered in his mouth.
Lying on the ground, wearing an ordinary name of the village, there was an exaggerated wound on his stomach. It seemed that the injury was cut by a big knife, and the clothes on his chest and the ground were covered with blood stains.
Flames rose from the nearby wooden house, and I just saw that the dense smoke was originally caused by the burning of the house.
"It seems to have just been born." Xu Han said softly as he touched the blood on the ground.
The blood is not very sticky yet, and the corpse feels slightly warm to the touch.
"It should be a bandit or a robber." Looking at the surrounding scene and the corpses on the ground, the prodigal son whispered.
The two who were in shock suddenly heard a woman's panic from a distance.
Xu Han and the two immediately ran to the place where the sound came from. On the road, the corpses of the village name were lying on the ground. At first they were middle-aged men, and the corpses of the old and the children kept appearing behind them.
Looking at the scene in front of them, Xu Han and the two were full of anger, speeding up their pace and ran towards a house in front of them.
At the door, the corpse of a man was lying on his stomach facing the ground, and was thrown out of the door indiscriminately. There was still a trace of struggle on the ground. The blood from his mouth had already condensed into a small pool of blood in front of the corpse. The owner of it.
The screaming female voice stopped abruptly. Xu Han took the lead and kicked the open wooden door in front of him. Looking at the scene in front of him, both of them were furious.
There were two women lying on the ground with nothing. The corpses lying on the ground were full of horror and despair. Their lower body was in a mess, and a bright knife was stuck in the snow-white chest.
The deceased's boss, whose eyes were open, stared at the direction of the door.
The three men in the room with their backs to the door, feeling the two who broke in, said loudly: "Damn, bad luck, they are all dead, you can look elsewhere."
It seemed that Xu Han and the two who entered were regarded as companions, and while talking, he lifted the pants that he had taken off.
Xu Han looked at the miserable situation on the ground, looked at the man with his lower body naked, yelled in his mouth, and slashed at the nearest man with a palm.
How could a martial artist with the ability of the Lingtong Realm be Xu Han's opponent, before he could react, he directly let Xu Han hit with a palm, smashing the wall, and smashing into the village.
Xu Han's angry blow, the warrior who had not landed, died in the air.
The other two companions were panicked, and they didn't wear their pants. They hurriedly picked up the weapon on the side and just turned around. What greeted them was the snow-white knife of the prodigal son.
The weapon raised by the warrior, looking at the two people who suddenly appeared, his eyes were full of astonishment, but before the next move, the turned upper body slid directly on the ground.
The astonished two were directly cut into two pieces by the angry prodigal son. The lower part of the body that had not been put on the pants was ugly exposed in the eyes of the two.
The warrior threw away the weapons in his hand, and clasped the outflowing large intestine with both hands. The face that had just enjoyed it turned pale.
Xu Han looked at the two undead on the ground, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and kicked the mourning warrior with two consecutive feet.
boom!
Half of his body with internal organs and blood, smashed through the wooden board, and fell beside the corpse of the warrior just now.
Several noises rang out in the village, and warriors kept running out of the wooden huts in the distance, each holding his pants while swearing in his mouth, and his face was full of displeasure.
After seeing the three corpses on the ground in the village, his eyes turned into a burst of anger, and they all surrounded Xu Han's wooden house with weapons.
A dozen warriors carried various weapons with a violent look on their faces, looking at the room where Xu Han was, with an angry look on their faces.
In their impression, even if there were warriors in such a small village, its strength would certainly not be too high. The three unlucky ghosts on the ground must have been in a hurry and didn't pay attention before they were slashed.
The bare-bottomed warrior is the best explanation. After all, in a small village in the mountains, besides the villagers and them, who else would come to this kind of ghost place.
Yep!
Looking at the two young men who walked out of the door, everyone's eyes were full of consternation. In their imagination, the man who came out of the door should be a man with an angry face. How could they be two such young warriors.
"Who are you and why did you kill my brother." A warrior with a violent face and a mace looked at the two walking out and shouted.
It was just two young stinks, and everyone didn't care about it at all.
Xu Han looked at the surrounding, every martial artist with a face of enjoyment and joking, with their fangs clenched in their mouths, and their eyes were already flushed.
Although he killed a lot of people, the villagers who had no power to restrain the chicken had never done anything.
"The two little kids, the hairs are not all the same, why are they running out, shouldn't you have to learn from the uncle?"
Hahahaha
Looking at the angry Xu Han and the two, the martial artists around with knives teased.
"Damn it!" Looking at the people in the field who were unconscious and laughed wildly, Xu Han screamed and went straight to the warrior holding a mace.
The prodigal son on one side saw Xu Han act, and did not speak, carrying a big knife to kill the few who laughed the most.
The robbers next to him looked at the two people who rushed out and surrounded them with savage expressions. Although they saw that they were still young, they didn't mean to fight alone. For them, no matter how many enemies they were, they all swarmed up, and their weapons were all over the two.
"Humph!" Xu Han let out a soft snort, without putting these martial artists in his heart at all, and Wu Jue rushed forward with his body running.
Among the people, the warrior holding the mace is the strongest. He has the strength of the early Linghai realm, and the rest are just the warriors of the Lingtong realm.
boom!
The mace that the warrior smashed was directly slammed by Xu Han with a punch, and the strong vigor caused the warrior to retreat again and again.
Looking at Xu Han, who was holding his mace with his back foot, his eyes were full of shock, as if he had seen something incredible.
This young warrior actually dared to hard-wire his weapon frontally, and also repelled himself. Without the energy of the body guard, he was not a spirit sea realm warrior, why is it so strong.
The spiritual energy leaned forward, but couldn't feel Xu Han's Linghai Sea at all. At this moment, I suddenly felt that the youth in front of me was so unfathomable.
The shocked martial artist suddenly thought of screams in his ears, and saw that the young man with the big sword in his hand rushed to kill among his many companions, and there was no enemy of one.
"Kicked the iron plate!" The warrior just had this idea in his mind, and before he could react, Xu Han's figure was already rushing up.
The surrounding warriors had pinned their hopes on the little boss. It can be seen that he was also retreating in Xu Han's hands, with fear in his heart, and immediately fled to the surroundings.
Robbers, bandits, and others, how can they have spine, wherever they can control their companions, just run away for their lives.
With their time in front of the prodigal son, there is no chance of escape, one by one died under the prodigal knife.
bump!
Xu Han slammed away, knocked away the mace with his right hand, and hit the warrior's waist with a punch.
The warrior who fell to the ground in the distance saw Xu Han not approaching, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes, and he got up and immediately turned and fled back.
"How is it possible!" The body that had just turned around, looking at the prodigal son whose whole body was wrapped in cyan vigor in front of him, his eyes were full of shock.
When they first fought, they were all spirit-passing realm warriors. The prodigal son did not exert all his strength. When facing the spirit-sea realm warriors, the prodigal son was not as strong as Xu Han. Out.
"The other warrior of the Linghai realm is higher than the Linghai realm." The warrior holding the mace looked at the prodigal son covered with blue light, turned around and looked at Xu Han behind him, muttered in his mouth.
The strength is stronger than himself, and he doesn't have the energy of the whole body, is it a martial artist of the Tongxuan Realm
When a martial artist cultivates, only the Spirit Sea realm will show the Qi Jin. After breaking through the Tong Xuan realm, the Qi Jin of the whole body is concentrated in the body, except for himself, no one can see it at all.
Xu Han and the two slowly walked towards the martial artist in the middle, their eyes full of indifference.
The warrior who originally thought he was going to fight to the death, in the surprised eyes of Xu Han and the prodigal son, threw the weapon in his hand, and knelt down to the two of them.
"Two young heroes, please let me go. I won't dare anymore, I won't dare anymore." The warrior knelt on the ground, and pleaded with the two who stopped.
The two looked at the actions of the martial artist on the ground, and the disdain in their eyes flashed away.
"Who are you guys and why are you looting this village?" Xu Han asked even though he had guesses in his heart.
"We??? We are the robbers of the Rocky Mountains hundreds of miles away." The warrior who stuttered, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and when he could see the displeasure in Xu Han's eyes, he said quickly.
One himself is not an opponent, two warriors in the spirit sea realm, he is ten dead and no life, and now there is no arrogance just now, an old face is full of pleading.
Listening to the martial artist's answer, there was a glimmer of understanding in the eyes of the two of them, they were really robbers.
"Are there companions around?" Xu Han looked at the martial artist who kept tapping on the ground and said indifferently.
Listening to Xu Han's words, the warrior glanced at the corpse not far away, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.
"A group of robbers, how many of you are?" Xu Han shouted in his mouth as if he understood what the martial artist meant.
Seeing Xu Han suddenly loudly, the warrior felt terrified, knelt on the ground, and stammered: "A dozen days ago, a man suddenly killed him to the Rocky Mountains, and only a few of us escaped."
"Man? Is it a man in a commoner?" Xu Han asked in a low voice.
"How do you know?" The warrior kneeling on the ground said in astonishment.
"It looks like Uncle Leng!" Xu Han whispered.
Xu Han, who had already understood the situation, was full of joy and inquired about Uncle Leng's news again. After all, the man who was wearing a commoner who specialized in killing robbers should have been Uncle Leng recently.
Xu Han glanced at the surrounding houses crackling in the fire, winked at the prodigal son on one side, and walked towards the village on foot.
Seeing that Xu Han didn't care about himself and left, the martial artist was full of joy, and he climbed up and fled outside the village.
A biting sword air cut straight away, feeling the fluctuations coming from behind, the martial artist's face was completely ashes, and then it turned into a hideous color.
"Why didn't you let me go?" Looking at the young man who was full of energy and holding a knife, the warrior said angrily.
"You damn it!" The prodigal yelled softly, and his whole body gushed out.
Opening a wooden house and looking at the scene inside, Xu Han's eyes widened with anger. As the wooden houses opened, the scenes were exactly the same.
One by one, the stripped bodies, not even the teenage girl, were dead, their helpless eyes staring into the sky blankly.
How could the robbers in the early Linghai Realm be the opponent of the Prodigal Son, who died tragically by the Prodigal Sword in a while.
Looking at the prodigal son who came back, Xu Han said in his mouth: "You don't need to watch it, all are dead, there is not a living thing."
"These robbers, damn it!" The prodigal said softly while looking at the fire-shrouded village in front of him.
The two of Xu Han just moved the corpses from the village into the house closest to them, maybe that was their home, and a fire ignited the entire village.
"Let's go! The weak eat the strong! This is the sorrow of the weak!" Xu Han sighed in a low voice, turned and walked towards the forest.