"Damn it! Killed someone."

Zheng Yan was shocked. He didn't expect such a result. Although he couldn't say how scared he was, it was just as if a layer of paper had been pierced in his heart, and he felt an uneasy feeling.

He didn't think about killing people, but he knew very well about this outcome. After all, running away was impossible, and being captured without any help would not lead to good results. Now that he had taken this step, wouldn't every time traveler in the novel take this step?

Take this step?

"Xuba!"

A roar of shock and anger came from behind, and Zheng Yan rolled forward. He imagined it was like a gorgeous roll in a movie, but in reality, Zheng Yan was like a donkey rolling around, and he even hurt himself.

But the result was good. He narrowly escaped this angry blow, and stood up and stared at the man who had lost his companion with a fierce look that was no less fierce than the other party.

"Do you want to fight for your life? I don't care. If my ghost hands go wild, at worst, the whole town will be buried with me. Are you willing to pay the price with your life?" Zheng Yan showed a ferocious expression. He didn't even know it.

I can control my expressions so well.

Gina in the yard was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground and shivered, and various sights appeared around the alley. They were fear, disgust, and the hope that Zheng Yan would be killed.

The townspeople have noticed this place, and just as they thought, Zheng Yan, infected by the power of the ghost hand, really went crazy. He killed a person. People were scared and hoped that Zheng Yan would get out of the town.

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I felt emotions from all directions. As an ordinary person, it would be false to say that there was no impact. Zheng Yan also felt very uncomfortable. Originally this was directed at the original owner of the body, but now it is directed at him. People are social animals.

It is impossible to ignore these.

The man gritted his teeth and stared at Zheng Yan. The silver sword in his hand was pointed at Zheng Yan. He was even more angry about the missed blow just now, but the fear of danger still defeated his anger. After a few seconds, he shouted viciously:

"I Xiuqi will remember it today! The Silver Wolf Mercenary Group in the wasteland will not let you go, you 'monster' infected by the ghost hand."

"Are you saying harsh words?" Zheng Yan stared at the other party, and he was probably convinced that the other party was not good enough.

The man glanced at the corpse of his companion on the ground and stepped back tensely, his heart filled with regret and anger.

Today's Silver Wolf Mercenary Group's daily income has not reached the level, not to mention that a brother has died, and he will not be able to eat and carry around when he goes back.

I underestimated those infected by Ghost Hands, even for such a young kid. But it is not too difficult to accept. At least my life has been saved. Now it is enough to know that this kid is here. When I go back, I will lead the mercenary group to capture him.

, and some losses can be recovered.

After all, those infected with the Ghost Hand who did not run away out of control are very valuable. This is partly why I was so complacent and careless just now. I was so excited.

With these thoughts in mind, the man slowly turned around, and there was a sound of wind behind him. He was furious, probably because he didn't understand why Zheng Yan suddenly took action again.

He held the silver sword in his hand, turned around and slashed downwards diagonally, using all his strength. From the previous battle, he probably concluded that the child in front of him knew only this move.

Pick it up!

With a clang, the swords clashed again, and sparks flew everywhere. The man retreated backwards, opening his mouth to curse. Zheng Yan followed, and his ghost hands exuded a terrifying aura, purple power of ghosts and gods.

Entering the tachi in his hand, he held the tachi in both hands and slashed down with an unstoppable force.

Ghost Slayer!

The silver sword was instantly covered by the power of purple ghosts and gods. As Zheng Yan slashed the sword from top to bottom, the power of the curse took shape and became a purple arc-shaped sword light that struck from top to bottom.

On men.

Pfft!

This ghost slash was draped diagonally on the man's torso, and the purple ghost power formed a line on the man's torso.

Zheng Yan attacked, but the man who was attacked did not move, and the air seemed to freeze.

Two seconds later, the line was covered in bright red, and then the left half of the man's body slipped from his torso and fell to the ground with a pop, blood and flesh flowing out, and the other half of his body also fell to the ground.

The silver sword finally let go.

The head on that half of the body turned with difficulty, staring at Zheng Yan, with a mixture of fear and anger in his eyes, and a rattling sound coming from his mouth, as if he was saying some cruel words or some curse.
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Zheng Yan ignored him. The threat in front of him had been eliminated. He grabbed the ghost hand's arm with one hand, and his head was covered with sweat, as if he was enduring great pain.

"The ghost hand is going out of control. Damn it, where can I seal the ghost hand? Where can I find a ghost hand suppressor?" Zheng Yan thought to himself and grabbed his left arm harder.

Using "Demon Slayer" is really helpless. If you want to kill another enemy, you have to risk using new skills. The enemy only thinks that he will only "attack", but he is caught off guard and is easily taken away by "Demon Slayer".

Life, of course, this is also due to the power of "Ghost Slayer".

However, the "Ghost Slaying" used this time was not perfect. Because this was the first time it was used, Zheng Yan clearly felt that the power of this skill was only used less than half. Only through continuous practice and proficiency can the ghost be fully utilized.

The power of cutting.

Zheng Yan felt his scalp numb at the thought of using the power of ghosts and gods in "Ghost Hands". If there was no way to suppress the ghost hands, he would not be able to perform the second ghost slaying and would "lose control" and die.

After resting for a while, Zheng Yan released his left arm. He took off the money bags from the two corpses, took away the silver sword, and entered his yard with two weapons in hand.

Plop!

Gina, who had just climbed up the earth wall, fell down and stared at Zheng Yan in horror, her tears flowing down like snot.

"Ka... Carl, Carl, don't kill me, don't kill me. They forced me. They forced me. They are a mercenary group in the wasteland. They kill without batting an eye. I also want to survive." Gina.

Stretch out your hands and wave continuously.

"Do you treat people as fools?" Zheng Yan did not look at Gina. He held a sword in one hand and a long sword in the other. He looked at it for a while and confirmed that it was an ordinary item.

If you learn the "Poji Weapon", these two weapons will become useless in a short time.

"Karl is not a fool, Karl is the most obedient." Gina forced a smile and looked at Zheng Yan, imagining that Zheng Yan now was still the Karl who could give orders before.

"I'm thinking now, should I kill you?"

Zheng Yan's eyes changed, and a murderous aura that was unfamiliar to him took shape, which scared Gina and tightened her legs, fearing that she would accidentally lose control.

"Don't kill her, Karl, let Gina go, for my sake."

There were exclamations outside the courtyard gate...

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Chapter completed!