The first taboo of the heavens

Chapter 30 Lianping 48 Shanzhai

Xu Zifan headed west all the way to the Kunlun Snow Mountain.

After the comprehensive strength has been improved, he is less afraid of this trip, and has a more relaxed mood.

The clatter of horses hooves was far away on the trail, and the sun was shining brightly. I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old brocade-clothed boy riding a black horse under his crotch, carrying a long sword behind his back, walking leisurely.

This person is Xu Zifan. After a blue dream stone cutting hair and pulp washing, his skin is fair and his body is much more symmetrical. Now he looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

"Huh? What's going on ahead?" Xu Zifan was riding a horse on the forest path at this time, only to see smoke rising in the distance outside the forest in front of him.

"Driving" Xu Zifan patted the seated horses and rushed towards the place where the thick smoke was rising.

As he approached that place, Xu Zifan saw a small village between two mountains.There are not many houses in the village, maybe dozens of households.

"What's going on?" Xu Zifan saw that the thick smoke was rising from this village.

I saw the fire in the small village at this time, and there were shouts of killing, calls for help, and the crying of women and children from far away.

When he was getting closer, Xu Zifan finally understood the situation, instantly burst into anger, pulled out his long sword, and slapped the horses quickly and rushed towards the village.

The fire in the small village was blazing into the sky, and thick smoke was rising. Through the firelight, one could vaguely see a figure running in the village.

There are many people chasing and slashing villagers with knives, even women and children.

"Uncle, spare your life, please don't kill me!" After being kicked down by the big man behind, a villager man knew that there was no hope of escape, he knelt on the ground, crying and begging for his life, his voice trembling, he was obviously scared to the extreme.

But what greeted him was a flash of knife light, followed by three feet of blood, and the man's head had been chopped off a few meters away.

There is also a little girl of five or six years old, with two braids of horns, which is really cute.

At this moment, he was squatting next to a burning thatched hut, hugging an old man who was lying in a pool of blood, and crying loudly: "Grandpa, wake up soon, I'm afraid, Grandpa, wake up quickly, Yaya no. I'm pulling your beard, I'll listen to you later"

The old man in the pool of blood seemed to hear the cry of the little girl at this time, and with great effort he opened his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him. His eyes were full of love, worry and helplessness. With difficulty, he raised his left hand full of blood and touched it. He touched the back of the little girl's head, muttered in his mouth, and said a few words in an inaudible voice: "Yaya. Be good!"

These three words seemed to have exhausted the old man's last vitality. After the words were finished, the old man's eyes dilated, he slowly closed his heavy eyes, and his arm also slipped from the little girl's back.

"Grandpa, you talk, Yaya is afraid!" The little girl seemed to realize something, hugged the old man on the ground, and cried heart-breakingly.

"There's another brat here!" At this moment, a cruel voice came, and I saw a middle-aged man with triangular eyes and a mustache holding a bloody long sword, wearing a black sword. Clothes, the clothes were already full of blood, and one ups and downs flew over.

At this time, there was also a little blood on his face, which was obviously splashed on his face when he murdered, and he was grinning, like a devil born in hell, terrifying and sinister. Rotate and swing up diagonally.

"Pfft" blood splashed, the little girl who was crying beside her dead grandfather had been dismembered, and half of her body flew out. Among them, you could see the terrified and helpless eyes of the little girl, unable to rest her eyes.

"Beast." When Xu Zifan arrived, he saw this scene and shouted angrily, his eyes cracking.

Seven or eight feet away, Xu Zifan stabbed a sword in anger, and the Huashan swordsmanship "Changhong penetrating the sun" was used, and a sword beam flew out from the tip of Xu Zifan's sword, directly catching the middle-aged man with triangular eyes.

After Xu Zifan arrived, the middle-aged man had already noticed it. At this time, when he saw that he was separated by seven or eight feet, a sword light shot out. The sword light shot directly at him. It was powerful, invincible and murderous.

The middle-aged man had cold hairs standing on his back, feeling that he was going to be pierced by Jianmang in the next instant. He knew that he could not catch this sword, and that he was a great master.

Then he decisively turned around and jumped, tapped his toes, and flew like a big bird, heading straight for the woods outside the distant village.

"Want to run?" Xu Zifan was angry.

I saw a silver figure chasing out from the forest, a string of afterimages flashed, and the middle-aged triangular-eyed man who fled in front of him suddenly burst, and his head flew into the distance, with a look of horror in his eyes.

The silver figure flashed again, Xu Zifan appeared in front, the long sword in his hand was stained with blood, and he stepped on the triangular-eyed man's head.

Looking up at the screams of killing that still existed in the village, the afterimages continued, and the silver figure disappeared in place.

After a while, in the small village, in the firelight, the sword energy was like frost, and the silver figures were crisscrossed. Suddenly, several figures of Xu Zifan with swords appeared, and then disappeared, and the bodies of the executioners burst.

The screams of killing in the small village finally disappeared, and only the sound of the villagers' crying came far away.

Xu Zifan looked at the chaos around him, the houses in the village were on fire, the flames blazed into the sky, corpses were everywhere, blood and fire were everywhere, and the survivors who were lucky enough to survive cried hoarsely, and the sound of mourning filled the ground.

Xu Zifan helped put out the fire and rescued the survivors. It was the second day after everything subsided.

The unnamed creek stretches into the distance, the water rushes down the mountain and the canyon, and groups of fish are chasing leisurely and freely in the crystal clear stream.

At this moment, a bloody long sword stretched into the crystal clear stream, the fish in the water were frightened away, the blood on the sword was gradually diluted, and the blood threads flowed into the distance along the running water and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Zifan stood by the stream, quietly waiting for the blood on the sword in his hand to be washed away.

At this time, he fell into contemplation. In the real world, before the astronomical changes, he was just an ordinary person, not to mention murder, and he rarely fought.

And this time he killed a lot of people, the first time he killed, he didn't have the symptoms of nausea for the first murder written in the novel, and he didn't even feel any discomfort.

He has always been just an ordinary person. Since yesterday's murder, he has changed, his mood has changed, he no longer rejects fighting, he has become more like a Jianghu person, or he is already a Jianghu person.

Since yesterday, he has been integrated into this arena, otherwise, no matter how high his martial arts and internal skills are, he is still just an ordinary person.

Xu Zifan now understands, his mood has also changed, he has learned to kill, and he knows how to use his own strength to maintain the pure land in his heart.

The so-called Jianghu masters do not mean how high martial arts are, but more Jianghu-style handling of things after encountering them.

The stream washes the sword, not only the sword in Xu Zifan's hand, but also penetrates his heart. From then on, he is clear and bloody, how can he be missing?Weird Earth, use force to stop Ge.

"Thank you hero for saving your life, woohoo." The survivor in the village knelt on the ground and thanked Xu Zifan.They all lost relatives, friends, and couldn't help crying.

"Everyone, please, who are those killers? Why do they want to massacre the village?" Xu Zifan asked.

He hated this group of executioners, even the elderly, women, and children.

"Master, that group of people are bandits from Heihu Village in Evil Tiger Mountain [-] miles ahead, because some time ago, Shen Heihu, the head of their village, robbed Yunyun, a girl from our village, and gave Yunyun to the largest in a radius of [-] miles. The leader of the bandit, Tu Mo, Yunyun, this girl is also strong. Before being spoiled, he took advantage of Tu Mo to drink too much and stabbed him with scissors. Then Yunyun was raped and killed by the furious Tu Mo. Shen Heihu was killed by Tu Mo because of this. reprimanded, and then Shen Heihu would hold his grudge in his heart, and that was the act of massacre the village."

"How many stockades does the bandit chief of Tu Mo manage?" Xu Zifan asked. He wanted to understand clearly and then take action.

"Hero, within a radius of three hundred miles, Tu Mo's body is full of evil. He commands 48 villages, and countless villages around him are bullied by him. However, we small people in the mountains and fields are so weak that even if we die, we can't hurt a single hair of them." .”

Many villagers speak to me, telling the miserable life and the viciousness of bandits.Xu Zifan probably understood something and was about to leave.

"Master, I see that you are going to punish these wicked people, but don't go there. They are numerous and powerful, and they are insidious and cunning. It is too dangerous to go there!"

"Yes, hero, although we want to take revenge and kill all those wicked people, but you saved us and are our savior, we can't watch you jump into the fire pit."

"Master, don't go, there were young heroes who wanted to be chivalrous and righteous in the past, but they were all killed by the mountain leaders. Just two months ago, Tu Mo killed a family of five in another village. I heard that there were A hero went to Tu Mo's theory, and he was skinned by Tu Mo and cramped, and now the human skin is still floating on the flagpole in Tu Mo's stockade!"

Everyone was persuading Xu Zifan not to take revenge, fearing that Xu Zifan would have an accident.

Xu Zifan also understood what everyone meant, smiled and told everyone not to worry, then he left.

Evil Tiger Mountain is named after the mountain is like an evil tiger lying on the ground ready to pounce.

Black Tiger Village, at this time there were corpses all over the place, and the blood flowed into rivers. At this time, the faces of the villains could no longer see the fierce color, only a look of horror.

"Don't come here, ah." The silver figure was vertical and horizontal, the sword qi whistled, and a string of afterimages flashed and disappeared. The sword light seemed to come from hell, leaving only blood and corpses all over the place. , As if seeing ghosts and gods, someone finally broke down, knelt on the ground, and swore to Xu Zifan for mercy.

The blood light rushed up, and gradually flew three feet, Xu Zifan's heart was as strong as iron, and the sword killed his life.

Half an hour later, the entire Heihu Village, including the big boss Shen Heihu, a second-rate expert, all the bandits died under his sword.

In the following ten days, Hungry Wolf Hill, Man Niu Mountain, and Cuiyu Ridge, including Tu Mo, a cottage where a first-class expert lived, a total of 48 cottages, were all removed from the list.

According to local legend, Tu Mo has done a lot of evil, and the heavens and the people are not angry.

At this time, Xu Zifan had already arrived at the Kunlun Snow Mountain, and he came here to find an adventure.

(End of this chapter)