Qin Shaofu left the village, and the loss of the red date made him feel murderous, but after thinking about it carefully, he still held back.

The villager did not lie to him, otherwise he would not have made up such a reason. He knew very well that red dates were fascinated by meat, but most people would not think of it.

Moreover, his first priority now is to escape. Only when he enters the Great Cold Dynasty will he be relatively safe. He has no time to waste here, and he cannot cause any accidents due to murder.

He left the village and ran all the way, running very quickly. But whenever his true energy was consumed to a certain extent, he would stop and rest. The danger would come at any time, and he had to maintain sufficient combat effectiveness.

One day, two days, three days... Soon, five days passed.

As the sun sets, night falls, Qin Shaofu ate two roasted pheasants and drank some water slowly. It's just right.

He did not lie down to rest or continue on the road. He just walked back and forth in the room for a while, and after his whole body was adjusted, he walked out.

Outside is a forest of bamboo and wood, with only a trace of crescent moon in the sky. Not to mention that it is so dark that I can’t see my five fingers, but it’s almost the same.

The wind blows, causing fallen leaves to fly like butterflies flying in the forest.

There is no croaking insects or birds. Apart from the sound of wind, it is quiet and terrible.

Qin Shaofu circulated his magical soul into his body, and his eyes became darker, with a little bloodshot in the middle. The tiger's eyes gave him better vision than ordinary people at night.

In a moment, a scream was like a crane singing, and then a figure seemed to pass through the sky and came directly to kill him.

"ah!"

He shouted loudly, unsheathed a single knife, and Qin Shaofu slashed it with one knife, directly hitting the person.

"Bang!"

The blade split the body, and the sound of the bone cracking sounded. The person who came was killed with one blow and fell directly to the ground.

A black light flew up, condensed into a bat floating in the air, swallowed by the blood-patterned black tiger.

It was the one who looked at the north... Qin Shaofu was shocked. He thought that the person who came to chase the little sword immortal, but he never thought that it was the one who looked at the north.

It is another alien martial artist with inappropriate strength. There is no doubt that Lan Lingzhi guessed that it was right. This organization has found a way to create alien martial artists.

The death of a man was just the beginning, just like igniting the signal of an attack, and more people rushed out of the night immediately.

One, two...ten, hundreds...it seems like there are a thousand people in between, which is difficult to judge.

Qin Shaofu also had no intention of judging. At this moment, anything was unnecessary. Survival was the only way to survive. Only by killing these people can you survive.

With one knife, the corpse was divided into two ends, and the sword light flashed, and a painful roar was heard.

With the Lingxian Step technique, he could walk in this woods like a leisurely stroll, but facing so many murders, he was also in danger.

Fighting through the wilderness, wizarding the eulogy, killing all directions...

Tiger chases wolf, wind step, tiger teeth knife technique...

He used all the skills taught by Jiang Yan and the skills of the Qin family at this moment. Why do you live without caring about anything else at this moment? Only living is everything.

"Ao!"

The blood-patterned black tiger was roaring, swallowing the power of hatred and fear around him, making him stronger. The consumed true energy was constantly replenished, and the mermaid pearl was constantly providing energy.

In this kind of space where the turning area is too small, the brave may not win when they meet on a narrow road, but the strong may surely win.

Qin Shaofu put aside all the thoughts in his mind that he didn't want to do it, and only had one idea: kill, kill, kill!

Killers died in his hands, and corpses were broken under his knife. Whenever their weapons could not bear them, they would pick up the nearest weapons and continue to use them.

Knife, sword, rob, stick... No matter what weapon it is, it can exert great power in his hands.

"die!"

With a loud shout, a sword light came and rushed towards Qin Shaofu's back. At this time, he was restrained by a frontal attack and his weapon was difficult to withdraw. After a long battle, the killer finally saw the dawn of victory.

"ah!"

Qin Shaofu was also very fierce. He continued to deal with the front with a knife in one hand, and grabbed it directly with the other hand.

"Bang!"

The killer fell down with a knife, slashed his palm, and the blood rays stitched the thread, making him laugh wildly: "Do you think your body can block the light of the sword?"

This is a warrior in the Qihai Realm. He is the top of this group of people. Only a few people can compare with him.

Even a true soul warrior cannot block the sword light in his body, let alone a boy in the bone-forging realm, even if this person has a magical martial soul.

Unfortunately, the laughter broke abruptly after only a few sounds. He was surprised to find that he could not split the other party's palm.

The flesh and blood could not block the sword light, but the bones were OK. Qin Shaofu's black bones were tempered by the power of the resentful spirit and the power of the merciful pearl, and even the little swordsman could not kill them, let alone such a person.

It can be said that although Qin Shaofu's physical defense was not as good as that of martial artists who were in martial arts, his bones were even stronger than those.

Qin Shaofu grabbed the man's weapon and turned his hand and slashed the broken knife into the opponent's body. He snatched the long sword with his backhand, and without hesitation, he rushed to other directions.

Tigers fight against wolves, the earth shakes.

During every breath, there were corpses falling from the body, and during every turn, there were strange martial souls flying out and then swallowed up.

But he himself didn't know how many swords he had been stabbed, how many knife he had been hit, his clothes were broken, and blood was flowing. The old wounds were coagulated, the new wounds increased, and the old wounds collapsed again...

When there were only a dozen killers left in the bamboo forest, Qin Shaofu was already catching them out of the sea of ​​blood. He could not see the facial features of a man, as if he was a madman.

Although the remaining ten people were still alive, everyone's eyes were filled with frightened eyes, and even trembling all over.

They always feel that the other party is vulnerable, but they also feel that as long as they rush over and die next, they will inevitably be themselves.

"ah!"

Qin Shaofu roared, and the magical soul soared into the sky, turning into a blood-patterned black tiger roaring in the air, and the power of fear swept around.

Killers are also human beings, how can they not be afraid? After the fearful thoughts continued to spread, they finally did not dare to continue and turned around without hesitation.

Qin Shaofu did not pursue him, and he could not pursue him. Now he wished he could fall to the ground and fall asleep immediately, but he knew that he could not. He believed that the person Xiao Jianxian would definitely chase him...or that he might have arrived.

With the last strength, he staggered and continued to move in the predetermined direction. Blood spilled, leaving a long road of blood marks in the jungle.

Some wild beasts approached for a while, but after feeling the terrible murderous intent, they all left quietly. Instinct told them that this was not a suitable prey.

After walking out of the woods and reaching a cliff, Qin Shaofu stopped and slowly turned around.

A man behind him walked slowly with a long sword in his arms.
Chapter completed!