National Fantasy: My Gongfa Will Be Practiced by Myself

　　Ye Xiu shook his head, followed by the Hundred-Smelting Steel Knife out of its sheath, and instantly rushed into the crowd.

　　In an instant, blood splattered, and a few big heads rose into the sky in the blink of an eye.

　　It came to an abrupt end with a few screams.

　　The six or seven people who rushed up to kill Ye Xiu suddenly turned into several mutilated corpses on the ground.

　　Ye Xiu flicked the blood on the steel-making knife.

　　Before he could sigh with emotion, someone else killed him without knowing how to live or die.

　　"Is it bad to live?"

　　Ye Xiu waved the butcher's knife again expressionlessly.

　　In a blink of an eye.

　　The number of people who died in Ye Xiu's hands was already more than fifteen or sixteen.

　　The people around also seem to realize that this is a master.

　　Then he no longer dared to come to Ye Xiu's troubles.

　　Finally got free time.

　　Ye Xiu looked around at this time, and found that after just a while, there were only about twenty people left.

　　But think about it.

　　He killed more than a dozen people alone.

　　Although those guys took the initiative to send them to the door to seek death, Ye Xiu was only passively defending himself.

　　But that doesn't change the result.

　　And these people who are still alive, each of them has a few lives hanging on their hands.

　　The one who killed the most was a young man who looked very handsome.

　　The boy was dressed as a scholar, and his weapon was also a fan.

　　It's just that the tip of the fan can pop out a sharp blade, and it can become a killer to harvest life with a wave!

　　And this boy is different from others.

　　It seems that the killing is very enjoyable, and there is no need for others to take the initiative to provoke him, he will find the target himself.

　　In such a short time, more than twenty people have died at the hands of the young man.

　　As for the mad boy, he still had no intention of stopping at this time.

　　Continue to find the next target to start.

　　Ye Xiu glanced at the young man.

　　"A first-order warrior is so arrogant?"

　　Ye Xiu thought to himself.

　　In Ye Xiu's opinion, this young man's strength is inferior to his own.

　　Not to mention strength, just in terms of speed, it is not as fast as Ye Xiulai's.

　　But this time it was so hearty to kill.

　　Even killing and killing, he even laughed.

　　Just like a lunatic.

　　"In this different world, how many lunatics?"

　　Ye Xiu groaned in his heart.

　　Then he noticed that as far as he was looking, a few more people had died.

　　The number of people left alive is already nineteen.

　　"Stop, enough! Enough people!!!"

　　A man with blood all over his body and one arm missing shouted.

　　But his opponent, the mad boy, didn't seem to listen to his words, and continued to shoot, as if he had to put him to death.

　　At this moment;

　　A figure next to him suddenly flashed over, a cold light flashed, and after hearing a bang, the crazy-killing boy suddenly retreated six or seven steps back.

　　Only then did he stop his retreating figure.

　　"Enough is enough, enough is enough!"

　　The man who shot looked at him and said.

　　Ye Xiu looked at the man who suddenly stopped the young man from continuing to kill with some surprise. .

Chapter 44

　　"I didn't expect this weirdo to be quite strong, he should have reached the second-order level!"

　　Ye Xiu thought to himself.

　　The weirdo in Ye Xiu's mouth was the older brother of the strange pair of siblings he had seen during dinner.

　　at this time;

　　There was nothing strange about this man.

　　He even stopped the teenager from continuing the murder.

　　Apparently, he's also a very righteous person.

　　It was the last conversation that was really embarrassing, otherwise Ye Xiu wouldn't treat him as a weirdo.

　　"You want to save him?"

　　The boy looked at the man coldly.

　　The man looked at him firmly.

　　After a while...

　　The boy suddenly put away his weapon, reached out and wiped the blood on his face, and after sneering at the man, he turned his head and walked to the other side.

　　Seeing that he was saved, the man with the broken arm also thanked the man who saved him: "Thank you, brother! If it wasn't for you to save me, I would definitely die at the hands of this lunatic."

　　The man who rescued him looked back at him, his eyes on the wound on his broken arm.

　　"It hurts?"

　　The man nodded.

　　"It hurts to death, but I can hold on."

　　He gritted his teeth patiently.

　　"I really envy you!"

　　said the man.

　　Man: "???"

　　He looked at the man strangely.

　　I don't understand what this means.

　　But the man obviously had no idea to explain, and walked back after finishing speaking.

　　"Is this person sick?"

　　The man thought to himself, but because the other party had just saved him, he didn't say it.

　　not to mention......

　　In his current state.

　　How dare you offend others!

　　.................

　　clap clap clap~~~! ! !

　　The Chuanling Weird, who was sitting on the big rock, clapped his hands and stood up.

　　"Not bad!!"

　　"Nineteen people, no more or no less, just right!"

　　He giggled strangely.

　　He reached out and touched it in his arms again. When he took out his hand, there were already a few more copper plates on his hand.

　　He threw the copper plate to the ground.

　　"Reward you!"

　　Done.

　　He laughed and walked away.

　　The Chuanling geek left.

　　The surviving people present breathed a sigh of relief.

　　"Great, survived!"

　　Someone sat directly on the ground.

　　Regardless of the blood on the ground, all of them have the appearance of the rest of their lives.

　　"I didn't expect this devil to be quite trustworthy. If he said he wouldn't kill us, he would just leave!"

　　Some people feel fortunate, obviously he didn't believe the so-called promise of the Chuanling geek before.

　　And people who know Chuanling Weike are not surprised at all.