When Yan Xiaoer heard this, he immediately became enthusiastic.

The man killed himself, but his father suffered because of his own murder.

If his father makes any mistakes at the Yanran Mountain Village, he, Yan Xiaoer, will never be able to redeem himself.

"Where is Song Laoqi's cottage?"

Although Yan Xiaoer is a child, he shows an unrivaled edge when he questions sternly.

The sword's heart is pure and clear. This trip to Yanran Mountain is just to kill people!

"On the southern slope of Yanran Mountain, there is Qingfeng Village, and Song Laoqi is in Qingfeng Village."

After receiving the news, Yan Xiaoer picked up the red date wooden sword at hand and rushed outside the hospital.

The murderous intent was so fierce that all the villagers he saw were silent, and no one dared to stop this young murderer.

In 888 AD, chaos began to appear, which meant that the Dafeng Dynasty's jurisdiction over local areas showed signs of relaxation.

When the king's laws cannot restrain the people, and when the people begin to turn into bandits, the dynasty's vigor will also come to an end.

Kushui Village is located on the edge of the Dafeng Dynasty. When Dafeng was founded, banditry continued until today.

The only difference is that when Dafeng's national power was at its peak, bandits did not dare to go down the mountain to cause trouble to the people.

Things are different now. Small problems have begun to appear within Dafeng, and they can all be mapped out at remote borders.

Yan Xiaoer was running in the mountains. The passionate young man only wanted to save his father, but he knew nothing about national affairs.

In his heart, his father is his god.

Now that someone has arrested me, the person who arrested my father is my enemy.

The young man has a simple heart, and the murderous intention rising in his heart becomes even more intense.

On the southern slope of Yanran Mountain, a cottage had a gate covered with iron sheets. Yan Tiechui was covered in mud, and a wooden sword broken into several sections was placed in front of him.

He resisted, but failed.

How can a blacksmith who works all day long be a match for bandits who make a living by robbing homes and houses every day?

"Yan Tiechui, don't complain. If you want to blame, blame your son. Who made that stupid boy so capable dare to attack my brother?

It would have been fine if my brother had been beaten to vent his resentment in Kushui Village last night, but he still killed someone.

Killing to pay for one's life, and debts to pay for money are all natural and right. So we can't be blamed."

A giant man nearly two meters tall sat on a special seat and stared coldly at Yan Tiechui.

Yan Tiechui gasped through his nostrils, laughed and then argued: "If you say that, you people in Qingfeng Village should have gone to hell long ago.

Which of you doesn’t have blood on your hands?”

"Yan Tiechui, don't be ignorant of praise. Believe it or not, I will kill you right now!"

"Yan begs Boss Chen to grant death!"

"It's a beautiful thought. I want you to watch your son die in front of you."

"Damn you, Boss Chen. If you have the guts, kill me first. You always make excuses for my son. What kind of hero are you?"

The strong man, nearly two meters tall, stood up, his tall body directly blocking the sunlight in front of Yan Tiechui.

"Haha, death is the easiest thing, you know."

Yan Xiaoer kept walking on the way to the village, and he used his sword skills to the extreme.

There is no slowdown at all.

Qin Chuan felt itchy after seeing this, and he directly pulled out the mission panel, preparing to spend a thousand incense points to cheer for Yan Xiaoer.

"Damn it, these bandits don't take my son seriously."

【Name: Yan Xiaoer

Identity: Son of the God of Kendo

Level: Swordsman (480/5000)

Skills: Stab Sword Skills (Proficient); Sword Walking Skills (Proficient)

Status: Kenshin Qingming】

In Yan Xiaoer's current state, he is simply unable to do any particularly focused tasks.

Therefore, Qin Chuan is going to spend 1,000 faith points to create a task about sword walking.

Let Yan Xiaoer first improve his sword-walking skills from proficient to proficient.

[Do you want to consume 1000 incense points to generate a special training mission?]

At the critical moment, there is no room for ambiguity.

"Yes!"

[Special training mission has been generated: use the sword walking technique to go to Qingfeng Village with all your strength.

Mission reward: Sword walking (mastery), physical recovery; enter enlightenment state during mission execution*1.]

A special training mission generated with 1,000 incense points is like funds burning like crazy. There is no return.

When performing this task, there is no experience bonus from Shen Zi, nor Qin Chuan's incense bonus.

All gains will be attributed to the Son of God to help the Son of God practice.

Now Qin Chuan has only 500 incense points left in his hands.

Qin Chuan sucked his molar teeth fiercely: "Hiss, you can still make more money if the incense value is gone, but if Yan Xiaoer is gone, it is really gone."

Yan Xiaoer heard the task prompt and understood the general content of the task and the task reward.

"Thank you, Uncle Dashu."

After thanking Qin Chuan in his heart, he began to run with all his strength using sword walking.

Swordsmanship, fighting while moving.

The red date wooden sword clears the obstacles in front of you and continues to advance in the battle.

An hour later, Yan Xiaoer was already standing in front of the gate of Qingfeng Village.

After an afternoon of torture, Yan Tiechui's body was covered with dense scars.

Yan Xiaoer saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

The jujube sword in his hand trembled and made a trembling sound.

"You bad guys, don't hurt my father."

Yan Xiaoer raised his sword and stepped forward. A group of big men had already surrounded him from all directions.

When Yan Tiechui heard that Yan Xiaoer was coming, he shouted with red eyes.

"Xiaoer, please leave quickly. Leave me alone. There are many people in their village. As long as you are not caught by them, they will not dare to hurt your life."

"Humph, Yan Tiechui, you talk so much nonsense!"

Boss Chen’s whip fell.

"If you can't catch Yan Xiaoer, you won't die, but you can't live a good life."

Yan Tiechui's eyes were crazy: "Hey, kill me if you dare, kill me now!"

"No rush."

In front of the village, Yan Xiaoer saw a group of people gathered around him and clenched his jujube sword tightly.

His father's words made him sober.

If he is caught by Qingfeng Village, both father and son will die.

If he wanted to annihilate Qingfeng Village by himself, he would have to kill two to three hundred of his people.

Even if you kill two to three hundred people by yourself, you will be exhausted and unable to do it.

However, if these two or three hundred people want to kill themselves, it will be much easier.

"Collect some interest today and come back to save my father later."

Yan Xiaoer made up his mind, and the tip of the jujube sword made a rustling sound as it dragged on the floor.

"Kill!"

The sword is strong, and the sword is like a dragon.

It is about five miles from Kushui Village to Qingfeng Village.

Enlightenment along the way allowed Yan Xiaoer to perfectly integrate the stabbing sword technique and the sword walking technique into the Wandering Dragon Style.

The red jujube sword flashed, and the blade was already placed on the neck of a strong man. Before the strong man could react, the blade had already wiped his neck.

"This sword can heal the injustices in the world!"

As soon as he killed one, there was another cold light approaching from behind Yan Xiaoer, and a broadsword with a ring head was already about to touch Yan Xiaoer's back.
Chapter completed!