Silent woods.

The three of them approached Yan Xin at the same time.

The one who spoke to Yan Xin before was holding a ring knife in his hand, but the blade was bumpy and there were several gaps in the blade. The other two, one was holding a mace and the other was holding a short knife.

"What do you think of me?" Yan Xin held the sword in his hand and asked.

The three of them looked at each other, smiled grimly, but did not answer Yan Xin's words, and continued to approach Yan Xin.

But their greedy look at Yan Xin's sword's sword made Yan Xin discover clues.

"Do you want the sword in my hand?" Yan Xin continued to ask.

Still silent.

It seems that they also understand the rule that villains die because they talk too much. No matter how Yan Xin asks questions, they just don’t speak.

In silence, the three of them had approached Yan Xin, three steps away.

The three of them changed their postures and made a posture of preparing for attack, like three hungry wolves.

Yan Xin shook his head and sighed: "If you want it, just say it! Look, if you want it, I will give it to you!"

While speaking, Yan Xin handed the sword over.

The sword was handed down slowly and slowly, as if it was really about to give it to someone.

But the direction passed by the tip of the sword was the eyeball of the man who quit the sword.

"Old guy, die!"

The man with a knife quit finally spoke.

The three of them robbed the family for several years and had already formed a tacit understanding. As soon as the man with a sword resigned to death, the three of them launched an offensive at the same time.

The man with the sword sword had the highest martial arts skills. He slashed Huashan with one move. The sword sword slashed at Yan Xintian Linggu with a thunderous momentum. At the same time, the vulgar man holding the short sword stepped forward and came to Yan Xin's side. The short sword in his hand was in a slight way and stabbed Yan Xin's back waist in a slight manner. The third thin and small man was holding a mace that looked bigger than him in his hand. The rust nails on the rod shone with a faint light and roared at Yan Xin's kneecap.

In an instant, the attacks of several people were launched from three different directions, up, middle and lower at the same time, covering Xiang Yanxin.

Yan Xin is in crisis!

"Why don't you think harmony is the most important thing?"

The sword speed of the originally slow sword speed suddenly accelerated, like a flash of lightning passing through the void.

The ring knife ended abruptly less than half a foot away from Yan Xintian Spiritual Cover.

"ah!"

Yan Xin stabbed the man in the left eye of the sword with a sword, immediately pulled out the sword, and a blood flower rose.

The man with a knife quit covered his eyes and wailed backwards. At the same time, the short knife and mace were approaching quietly.

Yan Xin seemed to have eyes behind him, and his body was spinning, and a mysterious little step was to get rid of the attack of the short sword and the mace. He swung the long sword in his hand, took off the short sword, swung the mace, and touched the backhand around the neck of the short sword's vulgar man.

"Ho, ho..."

The vulgar man threw down his short knife and covered his neck with his hands, but blood still rumbled, making a strange sound from his mouth. While he fell to the ground, his eyes lost their spirits.

"Go to die."

The thin man, who was swept back by the long sword, was not afraid of escaping, but his blood surged, and roared with anger. The waist and horses joined together and attacked with all their strength. The huge mace in his hand roared at Yan Xin with the sound of wind and thunder.

"It's not possible to rely on brute force alone."

Although the true qi during the Qi storage period cannot be released, it can bring qualitative changes to the body. At this point, the speed, reaction, sensitivity, strength and physique will exceed the scope of ordinary people.

And these three guys who wanted to rob Yan Xin only knew a few moves and didn't even open up their dantian.

In Yan Xin's eyes, the man at this time was like a clumsy bear, with only brute force.

This attack looked very powerful and threatening, but countless countermeasures appeared in Yan Xin's mind instantly.

He turned sideways, stretched his feet and hooked his feet, and the mace drew an arc in the sky and flew out.

The man also threw himself on the ground and threw a dog to eat shit.

Regardless of the dizziness in his head, the man wanted to struggle to get up. A cold sword light had already touched his neck, and the coldness on the sword pierced the skin.

"Tell me, why are you looking at me? What is the purpose?"

Yan Xin's old voice was without any emotion, as if he was about to bear fruit in the next second.

The man's face was covered in blood and said depressedly: "We brothers really took a look! You are right. We have been obsessed with the sword on you in the town. In this chaotic world where people can eat people, a good sword is a valuable treasure. I saw you as a bad old man, but I thought you could succeed easily. I hate you! I was beaten by the geese all day long, but the geese pecked at him!"

"Just want my sword? Do you have any other purpose?" Yan Xin continued to question coldly.

Le Yuan had too many enemies before, so it was inevitable that some enemies were targeting him. Yan Xin was worried that these three were just pawns sent by his enemies.

"Hehe, of course, it's not just about your sword... Bah!" The man spitted out a bloody tooth, and suddenly a strange and cruel smile appeared on his face. "You are always a little older, and the meat must be a little bit of firewood, not enough, but it doesn't matter, hehe, cut it into pieces, apply a handful of coarse salt, and then dry it in the air. Hehe, that's also a rare delicacy!"

As the man said, he seemed to think of the delicious food that he had eaten for a long time ago, "How long have I not eaten meat in big mouthfuls..."

It was stinging, and the sword slashed through the throat.

"Ho ho..."

The man died instantly, but there were still memories of beautiful memories on his face.

"How come you still eat human flesh?" Yan Xin frowned, cursed in a low voice, and then turned around.

The man with a knife squirmed slowly on the ground, and a long blood mark was dragged out from the grass.

The sword that Yan Xin stabbed him in the eye before not only pierced his left eye, but also injured his brain stem.

The man was already confused at this time and his life was not long, but he was still struggling in his subconscious to escape.

Puchi, a sword light passed through the back of the man with a sword, and he finally stopped squirming.

After knowing that they still wanted to change people and eat, Yan Xin did not want to give them a chance to survive.

"Strange, the first time I killed someone, I killed only three people, and I didn't feel disgusting at all!"

The woods became silent again. Looking at the three corpses lying on the ground, Yan Xin couldn't help but think, don't you vomit when you kill someone for the first time in the novel?

I thought about it and it was right. I killed countless people in the decades of Leyuan, and these memories were given to myself. If I think so, I would be considered a murderous person.

When Yan Xin thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh that the golden finger of the Immortal Furnace is really powerful.

Le Yuan’s ability that he had practiced for decades became his own in an instant!

Next, Yan Xin didn't think it was dirty and searched for three corpses.

There was no gold, one tael of broken silver, eighteen copper plates, and a fairly intact short knife.

The pits of the knife are full of gaps, while the mace is too bulky, so Yan Xin doesn't want it.

After thinking about the route of the nearby town in my memory, Yan Xin, whose stomach began to roar, decided to go to the town to fill his stomach first.

I don't know if this little bit of silver is enough...
Chapter completed!