Chapter 45 Killing [Please give me some information,

please add to my collection^_^] Chapter 45 Killing [Please give me some information, please add to my collection^_^]

Ming Fanxing patted Ming Yufeng on the shoulder, pointed to his dantian, and then pointed to his eyes, signaling Ming Yufeng to transfer his true energy into his eyes. Ming Yufeng understood immediately.

After practicing the skills that require the release of spiritual energy, it would not be too difficult to transfer a little bit of spiritual energy into the eyes. Sure enough, Ming Yufeng learned it in just a few minutes.

At this time, both of them saw ten bandits hiding in the half-human-high weeds in the distance. It was strange. Only ten people had the courage to come and rob?

These people were so brave?

Ming Fanxing identified these ten people one by one. Nine were ordinary people and one was a warrior.

But this warrior's talent is only 22 points, his physique is only 102 points, and his spirit is only 71 points, while his and Ming Yufeng's physiques have reached 110 points, and their spirits are close to 90!

It can be seen that this warrior is very weak!

However, no matter how weak he is, at least he is better than them in one aspect. This warrior has killed people and seen blood, and he is fierce!

But... it doesn't matter, they will soon have this.

Ming Fanxing and Ming Yufeng originally planned to ambush here, but then thought, what if these ten people are not all here?

If they stay here, what if another group of bandits raids in other directions? They can protect themselves, but there are many ordinary people on the caravan. If there are casualties...

So they can only choose to strike first!

Ming Fanxing patted his shoulder and made a chopping motion towards the place where the bandits were hiding. Ming Yufeng's eyes flashed with ruthlessness and he nodded heavily.

Ming Fanxing took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, and grabbed the long knife on his back. At this moment, Ming Yufeng took the lead and rushed over there.

The bandits hiding there didn't react at all. After all, Ming Yufeng's practice was in the wind system, and his speed would increase to a certain extent after a small success in practice.

The bandit closest to Ming Yufeng directly received Ming Yufeng's wild wind palm with his head, spurting blood from his mouth, and fell headfirst, without breath.

Before the other bandits could react, a very inconspicuous cold light flew out from behind this person.

This was directed at the only warrior among the ten people. Although this warrior was not as good as them in terms of physique, spirit and talent,

he was experienced and had been doing this for at least ten years. Although his strength was not enough, he was very cunning and his reaction was fast. If it was anyone else, he would definitely die. This

warrior thief was shocked when he saw that the knife light had appeared silently beside him with the attack of the man just now.

He raised his arms without reacting in his brain, and his body fell backwards subconsciously at the same time, which avoided the fatal knife. His years of experience saved his life.

"Ah!!"

Although he avoided the fatal position, he did not completely avoid the knife. The arm he raised to block the blade was chopped off by Ming Fanxing's knife.

A muscular arm flew into the air, and then fell heavily on the weeds from mid-air. There was not much sound, but the warm blood splashing around was a bit scary.

The ordinary people who were standing near the warrior bandit were more or less bathed in this blood. Although the warrior was not dead yet, he lost an arm in one encounter. Can he still fight?

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted this, and the bandits who were stupidly standing there without knowing east, west, south, and north just turned around and ran!

Faster than rabbits!

Ming Fanxing didn't pay attention to the bandits running in other directions. In front of him was the warrior whose arm he had just chopped off.

"Xiaofeng, go chase them quickly. Kill as many as you can. Be careful not to run too far. If you can't catch up, forget it. Come back quickly!"

"Okay!"

He didn't even think twice. Ming Fanxing asked him to chase them, and he chased them immediately. He was very fast. After all, he had a wind-type spiritual root! A

spiritual root that focused on speed and sharpness!

Comparing speed with him? You must be kidding!

The warrior bandit tore off his clothes, wrapped the broken arm, and tied it tightly. It probably stopped the bleeding, but he had just lost so much blood, so his face still looked a little pale.

He heard screams from other people around him, and he was a little flustered. He asked in a hoarse voice, "The boy doesn't look very old. Is he a disciple of Jinzhou Martial Arts School?"

Ming Fanxing didn't say anything. His eyes were sharp. He slowly raised the long sword and pointed the tip of the sword at him, "Prepare to die."

A very inconspicuous light blue color appeared on the blade. It was not clear even in the daytime, let alone at night.

After practicing the heavy wave sword technique for so long, it was finally time for actual combat. I hope I can kill the bandit in front of me!

The blade flashing with cold light was looming in the dark night.

The bandit panted and stared at the knife intently. In the last second, he saw the blade was still far away, and the speed was very slow, as if it was a joke. However, in the next second, he found that the blade had already reached him.

So fast? !

He was shocked. Fortunately, his many years of experience were not to be underestimated. Even though he lost an arm and his strength decreased a lot, he still had the ability to dodge some attacks.

But he didn't know that if he dodged this time, there would be countless times in the future...

Ming Fanxing's blade came faster and faster. He moved and turned to dodge several of the blades in the back. He had a good eye, and this knife was definitely better than his own.

He didn't dare to use his own knife to block it, for fear that if he failed to block it, his weapon would be cut off with one knife, and then his life would be taken away.

But dodging all the time will always be difficult.

"Impossible... Are all the disciples of Jinzhou Martial Arts School so evil? You are just a martial artist... Why? What kind of moves are these?"

After muttering these words, he turned around and wanted to run. After all, he lost an arm, and he couldn't use his current strength at all. The young man he was facing was obviously not an ordinary martial artist.

If he didn't run, he would lose his life here.

However, just when he wanted to run, Ming Fanxing's blade appeared at the edge of his vision again, and this time he was still aiming at his neck!

Hiss!

If he hadn't dodged the knife, it would be his head that would fly up and fall to the ground!

He had no choice but to give up on escaping, and he dodged the knife once again.

He dodged the knife, but he lost his only chance to escape, and the lingering blade appeared beside him again, faster and faster, continuously.

The bandit was a little confused. Was he mistaken? Why did he seem to hear some sounds of waves?

Just when he subconsciously wanted to swing his knife at the position where Ming Fanxing had just appeared, ready to delay time, he realized that the young man who had been wandering around him was gone!

"Not good!"

However, when he realized that something was wrong, it was too late!

A blade with a faint blue light appeared from behind him on the left. The blade flashed past the opponent's neck, taking away the last sound of the waves.

After Ming Fanxing swung the knife, he was spun several times by the inertia of the last knife, but fortunately he was still under control. After spinning to release the force, he stopped steadily not long after. He breathed a sigh of relief and stood behind the opponent with the knife.

He slowly stood up and found that the bandit had fallen to the ground with his head and body separated. This battle was not bad, but the smell of blood was a bit strong.

Ming Fanxing stared at the corpse on the ground silently. Ming Yufeng came back at some point and walked behind him silently. He stood there quietly without saying anything, as if waiting for Ming Fanxing to come back to his senses.

Fortunately, Ming Fanxing didn't let him wait any longer. "Are you back?"

"Yeah, none of them escaped."

"Are there any bandits lying in ambush in other directions?"

Ming Yufeng shook his head. "I didn't detect any movement, so there shouldn't be any. If they were running away, I should be able to hear the sound, and the wind would bring the footsteps to my ears."

Ming Fanxing was a little surprised that a wind spirit root with a talent of more than 100 points was so powerful.

"Let's go back."

Ming Yufeng blinked and followed him, "Fanxing is amazing."

Ming Fanxing smiled, "I was worried that I couldn't do it before, but I didn't expect that killing people didn't seem to be that difficult. In fact, when I told you before, I also said the same thing to myself. I was also preparing myself mentally."

Ming Yufeng pinched his trembling fingers nervously, and then hid them so that Ming Fanxing couldn't see them, "They... all deserved to die."

Ming Fanxing sighed, "Yes, they all deserved to die."

The first time killing someone, after all, there was some impact.

But the two of them soon let it go. They were just a few bandits, and they didn't need to take it to heart.

When they returned to the caravan, they were all covered in blood. The leader was relieved after seeing them return safely.

"You two...just now..."

Ming Fanxing said calmly, "It's okay, the body is over there, go and clean it up. By the way, no one came to attack during the time we were away, right?" "

No, no, it's safe."

"That's good, have a good rest tonight, and continue on the road tomorrow."

The leader was completely relieved after learning that the bandits were dead, "As expected of you two disciples of Jinzhou Martial Arts School, you are really powerful."

Ming Fanxing waved his hand, "It should be."

Then, he took Ming Yufeng back to their small house and prepared to rest.

The leader immediately led people to the direction they came from, and indeed found ten bodies. After seeing the body of the warrior, he gasped, there was actually a warrior!

Fortunately, this time the mission was issued, and the people who came were Ming Fanxing and Ming Yufeng. If it were a weaker disciple, they might not be the opponent of this thief.

"It turned out to be him! What a miscalculation! Fortunately..."

Then he couldn't help but sigh, "Even among disciples of the same realm, there is a big gap between talented and untalented disciples. These two are worthy of being the focus of the martial arts hall. They are really amazing."

Ming Fanxing sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested.

He had already prepared himself mentally to kill someone, but no matter how much such preparation he made, without practice, it was all wishful thinking.

He didn't know if it was because he had really killed someone just now that he had really opened the door in his heart. He always felt that the previous bottleneck had shown signs of loosening.