"Die together?"
Yang Yuan's eyes were full of ridicule. A malnourished, smelly child also wanted to die with him?
That fist couldn't even kill a chicken, let alone kill a person.
Don't even try to break through his armor.
I really don’t know where this kid gets his confidence.
Yang Yuan suddenly stopped his sword and looked at the vine armor that the opponent was throwing at him playfully, preparing to kill the opponent bit by bit.
"Idiot, my armor can't even be cut through with a knife, your little fist is just like scratching an itch..."
"Bang!"
The moment Yang Yuan was hit by the opponent's fist, he felt as if he had been kicked in the stomach by a horse, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards.
Yang Yuan hit a tree hard, his mouth was bleeding, and his face was full of disbelief and pain.
"How...how is it possible..."
How could a child be so strong! It was actually able to knock him out several meters.
Looking down at the vine armor, it had exploded.
Yang Yuan staggered and tried to get up, but he had already vomited blood, indicating that his internal organs had exploded.
Sure enough, he didn't get up yet and died with his eyes wide open, filled with reluctance, anger and shock.
He never imagined that he would die here, in the hands of a child he looked down upon.
Jiang Ping'an gasped for breath, the panic on his face unable to dissipate.
He wanted to die together with the opponent, but he didn't expect that his full punch would be so powerful.
I am just a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old kid! He actually knocked someone away!
This so-called practice is stronger than I thought.
"Ugh~"
Jiang Ping'an knelt on the ground and vomited, his body shaking.
The first time I killed someone, I didn’t know why, but I felt like vomiting.
Mixed emotions of surprise and fear came to my mind.
To his surprise, he embarked on the path of spiritual practice and killed an officer and soldier who bullied him.
The fear is also because of this. The other party is not just one person. There are four thousand armed officers and soldiers in Pingshui County.
If other officers and soldiers find out that they have killed their accomplices, they will definitely take revenge.
With his current ability, he will definitely die!
Jiang Pingan quickly suppressed his nausea and other emotions and dragged the soldier's body away.
He thought for a moment and buried the soldier in the cemetery.
Before burying him, he took out all the money from the soldier, a total of more than 300 copper coins, and a silver ingot.
Among other things, a book was found.
The book is called Knife Swinging Techniques.
There are pictures and content on it, so it is not difficult to remember.
He buried the body, drove away the soldiers and horses, and sat on the grave to quickly memorize the contents of the book.
He doesn't know how to fight at all. With this book "Knife Swinging Skills", he can increase his fighting power.
In these chaotic times, there’s nothing wrong with learning more.
Out of caution, Jiang Pingan did not bury the soldier's knife too deep. If he encountered danger, he could take it out and use it.
In the next two days, when Jiang Ping'an had the spirit stone, he practiced breathing and breathing techniques, and when he didn't have the spirit stone, he learned how to swing a sword.
During this period, I was always in fear, fearing that the soldiers would come looking for me.
Fortunately, it didn't happen. When he went to the town to buy food, he heard that there were traces of imperial soldiers on the border of the county, and many soldiers went out to search.
Jiang Ping'an was relieved. After so many days, he should not be found here again.
"Click~"
On the third day after killing the soldiers, Jiang Pingan used the spirit stone to open up a second meridian and successfully entered the second level of Qi training.
The number of spiritual stones spent this time was twice as much as before, twenty were used.
Jiang Ping'an found that the spiritual stones required for the next breakthrough would be doubled again, requiring forty spiritual stones.
Although it consumes a lot, it doesn't matter. He has plenty of time to copy the spirit stones.
Jiang Ping'an used his legs hard and jumped onto the roof more than two meters high.
He was stronger than when he was at the first level of Qi training. Jiang Pingan was so happy that he wanted to cheer.
Just when he was about to cheer, he suddenly lay down on the roof and secretly glanced behind the house.
Through the weeds, I saw five figures.
The five men were squatting and holding weapons, approaching his house little by little.
"Isn't this village looted by us? Why is there still smoke coming from the chimney?"
"Maybe it's a fish that slipped through the net, or it's a refugee."
"That's great, I hope it's a woman."
Although the voices of the five people's discussions were very low, Jiang Ping'an's hearing has improved a lot now and he can hear their discussions clearly.
Jiang Ping'an's eyes turned red instantly, he clung to the weeds, and his body trembled.
It's a bandit!
And they were bandits who massacred villagers!
They must die!
Jiang Pingan wanted to jump down and go directly to deal with them, but saw the weapons in their hands and gave up the idea.
Although he is very powerful, after all, there is only one person, and he is still a child, and the opponent still has weapons in his hands.
His father told him that he should never be arrogant at any time.
He quietly dropped down from the other end of the house and quickly ran towards the place where the soldier's body was buried.
The soldiers' sabers were buried there.
Take the saber and quietly return to the vicinity of the thatched house.
Several bandits came out of his room cursing.
"Why is there no one? Did you find us running away?"
"Perhaps they went out to chop wood. Two people hid in the room and three people hid outside, waiting for someone to come back."
The five people immediately hid and prepared for a sneak attack.
Jiang Ping'an hid in the dark and watched them, his eyes extremely cold.
After about an hour of burning incense, the two people hiding behind the room door became impatient.
"Could the people here really run away? Otherwise, there is a meal burning in the room, and it is impossible to stay away for so long."
"Fuck, waste of time!"
A man with a scar came out of the room, "Brother Bao, let's not wait any longer. Let's go carrying the rice and noodles."
The courtyard was quiet, no one responded.
"Brother Leopard?" The scarred man didn't hear the movement and shouted again.
At this moment, a cold light flashed above his head, and the scarred man's head fell to the ground, blood spurting out.
"Brother Dao!"
The people in the room were startled, looked at the young man who fell from the roof, and shouted: "Brother Bao! There is someone here! He killed Brother Dao!"
"They're dead."
Jiang Pingan walked straight away with a bloody saber in his hand. Because he was relatively short, the saber dragged on the ground and scratched out sparks.
The only remaining bandit's eyes widened in shock.
"Impossible! How could you, a child, kill Brother Bao and the others quietly!"
This kid is short, about as tall as a knife. Even if he can kill someone, he can't be so quiet unless he kills Brother Bao and the others in an instant!
But this kid can't be so powerful!
Jiang Pingan said nothing, his eyes were indifferent and cold.
For some reason, the bandit felt like he was being watched by a vicious wolf when he was stared at by this look, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
"I am from Dawang Mountain! If you dare to touch me, our Dawang Mountain bandits will not let you go! Your whole family will die!"
"My family is all dead."
Jiang Pingan raised his knife and dropped it. The bandit wanted to fight back, but he was not as fast as the young man.
"Plop~"
Another body fell.
The robber's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. He didn't expect a child to kill five of their robbers who often killed people. Moreover, the knife the child swung was very neat, as if he had been trained.
Jiang Ping'an's arms trembled. Although this was the second time he killed someone, his body was still in fear.
However, it was much better than the first time.
Putting down the knife, he skillfully groped for the robber's body. Being poor, he felt that everything was a treasure and he didn't want to waste what this group of people had.
"Huh? What is this?"
