Chapter 235
Everyone had no choice but to write honestly according to Supervisor Yang's words. There was no way.

Little did he know that Cui Jian, who was described by Liu Daomen as a perverted man, had been killing almost non-stop since he passed Li Shina. There were even several swordsmen and knives, and a nearly 1.9-meter-tall man with hands like palm-leaf fans. The big man attacked and killed together, almost putting him in a desperate situation.

The two swordsmen among them were proficient in the technique of combined strikes, their swordsmanship was fierce, and their strikes were ruthless. There was a terrifying whistling sound when waving the palms of the bare-handed men. Cui Jian had no doubt that this pair of iron palms could cut stones and trees.

He received the big man's palm forcibly, facing the two icy swords, Cui Jian threw his sword and killed the swordsman, then turned around, his body twisted, and the extremely sharp blade was enough to pierce through the sword. The strong force of the thin steel plate slashed across his body, Cui Jian narrowly avoided the critical point, but still left two not deep and not shallow holes on his body.

Cui Jian's muscles tensed slightly, and he closed the wounded wound. He turned over, and the kite turned over, avoiding the double swords that had been slashed with a different move. The big man who was about to rush up from behind kicked more than three meters away.

His ten fingers became claws, and he clasped the tendons on the opponent's wrist, and the opponent let out a cry of pain, and let go of the long sword.

Cui Jian, who stood firm, took advantage of the situation and pulled the two opponents staggeringly. A burst of heat suddenly erupted from his body, and his fists were like arrows, directly smashing the opponent's throat.

Facing the unwilling eyes of the two, holding his throat and shaking, his free hand wanted to grab something in the air, Cui Jian looked hot and cold, and raised his fist again, using both fists and feet, hitting the opponent's vitals.

There were two muffled bangs, and the two swordsmen fell to the ground without a sound.

At this moment, a roar suddenly erupted from behind him, and two big hands like cattail leaf fans slapped Cui Jian's head with a low whistling.

If ordinary people were to be dealt with so seriously, their heads would probably explode like watermelons.

Cui Jian slipped his pace and fell directly into the big man's arms, and the big man clapped his hands together heavily.

Snapped!
An ear-piercing slap slapped away in an instant with a strong wind, blowing Cui Jian's hair up, showing its strength.

Facing the astonished gaze of the big man, Cui Jian was like an angry little daughter-in-law, exuding heat that made him feel unbearable, looking for a man's embrace, but this little daughter-in-law was full of murderous intentions, raising her hand as soon as Remember the soaring cannon, hitting the big man's chin straight.

Click!

There was a sudden sound of bone cracking, and the big man's entire huge body was punched so that his feet were lifted off the ground, and he jumped a meter into the sky before landing with a plop.

Qin Feng smacked his tongue as he watched the Liudaomen and his party hidden in the distance, "This guy is really ruthless enough to beat the opponent to the point of losing his combat effectiveness. He still doesn't forget to know the opponent's life."

Liang Kuan shook his head slightly, "If the other party wants to kill him, the best way is to kill the other party, but I didn't expect this person to be so decisive."

After a pause, he asked Lu Qian, who had been staring at Cui Jian, "How many people have the Li family sent here so far?"

Lu Qian, who came back to her senses, replied, "Thirteen calls, and every four people were killed by Cui Jian without exception."

Hearing this astonishing value, several people present gasped. They never expected that Cui Jian would kill so many people along the way.

Killing is like hemp.

Liang Kuan and the others jumped out of this word in their minds.

Inspector Yang remained silent, with a somber expression, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

After a long while, he finally spoke, "With so many people filling in, the Li family must not be able to sit still. The four people who besieged and killed Cui Jian are already counted as followers."

Cui Jian put his hands on his knees, panting heavily, glanced at the four people who were lying on the ground without making a sound, and heard the reward issued by the system in his mind.

I don't know why, looking at the continuous proficiency points in my mind, it is as high as 5400 points at this moment, Cui Jian feels very unreal, the corpses under his feet are killing monsters like playing a game, and he has no mercy in his heart , Trembling, just like the experience of killing monsters and exploding, it doesn't feel like killing red eyes at all.

He just thought that since the other party had exploded his experience and wanted to kill him, then it was only natural for him to fight back, so why not do it.

Putting aside these distracting thoughts for the time being, Cui Jian heaved a sigh of relief. Right now, he has not finished half of the journey to Tianren Mountain, and he needs to continue on the road.

Fortunately, he has a high physical support, which allows him to use his energy and blood. Although he is hungry, it is within the tolerance range, but he needs to find some food.

Cui Jian calmed down his breathing, searched the four people, only got some coins, sighed helplessly, and took a piece of clothing from the corpse, wiped the blood on the peace of mind sword, wrapped it in the clothes, turned around Leaving quickly, he had to find a place to replenish his physical strength, whether it was game, or going to the town to find something to eat, he needed to replenish his energy.

Galloping all the way, Cui Jian stepped and fought more and more smoothly. Until dawn, the Li family never sent anyone to attack again. It is probably because Cui Jian's physical strength is abnormally long, and such exhaustion can only give away the head. Thirteen came. After dialing someone, there was complete silence.

For this, Cui Jian's heart became more and more tense. During this period of time, the calm before the storm was definitely extremely dangerous behind.

After turning over a mountain, there was a small town in the distance. With a renewed expression, he ran straight to a small town ahead. After entering the town, Cui Jian quickly found a restaurant. A table of dishes, and a wooden barrel of rice, and no one around to eat like a storm.

After Cui Jian cleared away all the dishes on the table, he looked up, smiled at the people present who were staring at him, and padded his stomach.

"Six full!"

All the melon-eating crowd let out an exclamation, and one of the thin girls patted her stomach in surprise, and sighed: "I feel full when I watch him eat."

"Boss, order again!"

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Hearing Cui Jian's shout, all the people present were talking like bumpkins and laughing in low voices.

Hearing others making fun of him, Cui Jian's face remained unchanged. He can't care about his own face now. Right now, his clothes don't show the original color. He just crawled and rolled in the mud, and some blood was stained on it. , I can't see the original color of the clothes at all.

If it wasn't for Cui Jian throwing a stack of money on the table as soon as he entered the door, the boss would have chased away people with a broom. This is similar to a homeless man. Even if his face is cleaned, his clothes are really dirty. It's clear. Come here to disrupt the business.

(End of this chapter)

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