Lin Chuan turned around and looked at the five people behind him. All five of them were wearing masks with ghost faces. The leader, the man, stretched out his hand to stop the four people behind him who were about to take action.
The light of the Qiankun Ring flashed on the leader's hand, and he held a bloody long sword in his hand. Judging from the light emitted by the long sword, you can probably judge that this sword should be a middle-grade spiritual weapon.
"Be wise and leave all the valuable items on your body, and I will spare your life."
Lin Chuan put his hands into his sleeves and took off the dark dagger tied to his right arm with his left hand. The dagger was full of gaps corroded by the rotten poison of the Corpse Weasel King and could barely be used.
"How can I guarantee that you won't kill me after I leave my things?" Lin Chuan had suffered a loss at the hands of Dou San'er, and this time he would not be as gullible as before.
"Hmph! Do you have any other choice?!" The leader snorted coldly.
"You order your men to withdraw from this alley, and I will hand over everything I have to you. I can trust you, but I cannot trust the people under your command, otherwise I will destroy everything I have."
The leader thought to himself, what's the difference? I can kill you with just my own strength, so he nodded and ordered his four men to leave.
The four of them were obviously reluctant, thinking that if this kid had a lot of treasures and they couldn't see them, then when the time came to divide the spoils, wouldn't the leader be free to tell him as much as he wanted, and he wouldn't be allowed to put the good things away first?
In the end, the four people could get very little. However, the four together may not be the boss's opponent, so they could only obey his orders.
"It's all in my sleeve, come and get it." Lin Chuan said when he saw the four of them leaving the alley, and after that, he shook his long sleeves embroidered with gold thread.
"Just put your things down!" The leader took two steps forward after hearing this, and suddenly stopped. He was afraid that Lin Chuan was trying to trick him, and he always felt that this guy was weird, and he didn't look like someone who was being robbed.
The leader sniffed and suddenly smelled a bad smell. He snorted coldly in his heart. This kid might have been frightened to the point of urinating. He was really good at pretending.
Lin Chuan thought to himself that this thief was so cautious, and suddenly he had a plan in his mind and said loudly: "A bottle of top-grade spiritual liquid! A genuine realm-breaking pill! A middle-grade..."
"You're so yelling! Just put it on the ground! Just throw it to me!" the leader hurriedly stopped. He turned around and glared at the heads that popped up at the end of the alley, and the heads retracted reluctantly.
"Although the treasure in my hand needs to change hands, I am a mysophobic person and I don't want the treasure to be covered with dust in my hands." Lin Chuan looked at the mud at his feet and then said: "These spiritual pulps are all opened.
I'll throw it to you if I can't keep it all, but you have to think clearly. Are you afraid that I, a spiritual master of the Yellow Spirit Realm, will be able to deceive you?"
The thieves thought that this kid talks a lot of nonsense. Could it be that he is waiting for reinforcements? If he delays it any longer, things could easily change. What on earth are I afraid of? At worst, he will be killed with a blood-drinking knife when he gets close!
The leader walked up to Lin Chuan in a few steps, put the blood-drinking knife on his shoulder, and stretched out his hand towards Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan couldn't help being surprised when he saw the leader's outstretched hand. There was a snowflake stabbed in the tiger's mouth, and he blurted out: "Are you Mr. Wan's servant?!" After saying this, Lin Chuan regretted it.
"Looking for death!" The leader said in his heart that if there is a way to heaven, you should not take it, but if there is no way to hell, you must take it. Now that the clues in his hands have been discovered, in order to prevent his identity from being exposed, he must be killed today.
The leader swung the blood-drinking knife and slashed across Lin Chuan's neck. The speed was extremely fast, and the distance was too close. With the four-foot-long blade, Lin Chuan had no time to lean back and dodge, so he had to duck his head to avoid it.
The long blood-colored knife slashed across Lin Chuan's scalp, and the hair on the top of his head was cut off along with the bun.
Lin Chuan didn't expect that the leader would draw his sword so fast. The long bloody knife had just passed by. Lin Chuan took advantage of the fact that it was too late to retract the knife. He flew out with the dagger in his left hand, hitting the opponent's waist and abdomen directly. Five points of his spiritual power were charged out. The "spiritual collision".
The leader was shocked and turned pale. He rotated his waist and abdomen with the force of the knife and retreated, barely dodging the dark dagger. Lin Chuan did not give him a chance to breathe. His right hand was covered with black mucus and he slapped the opponent on the back.
The leader staggered when he was slapped, and almost fell down. He took advantage of the situation and rolled forward, spitting at the mouth. Unexpectedly, this kid was still a tough guy.
"Everyone, come out and join us! Kill this little brat!"
The four people at the entrance of the alley rushed into the alley immediately after hearing this, stopped three steps away from the leader, and looked at the leader with horrified eyes.
"What the hell are you doing in such a daze! Come on!" The leader couldn't help shouting without seeing the four people behind him rushing up.
"Brother, your back..."
The hoarse voice of the accomplice came from behind the leader. The accomplice didn't say that he didn't feel anything. After hearing what he said, he suddenly felt an unbearable itching on his back. He stretched out his hand to scratch, and his fingers seemed to have been inserted into thick porridge, directly touching his spine. The leader He pulled his hand away in an instant, and it was filled with rotten flesh.
The leader was horrified. He was about to ask Lin Chuan what he had done to him when he suddenly felt a surge in his stomach and vomited a large amount of blood in his mouth. All of it was blocked by the mask and flowed out through the gaps.
With a "pop" sound, the leader knelt down on the ground, slowly twisted his body, and "pop" his spine was easily broken. He looked at the four people behind him with wide, blood-stained eyes, and raised his arms with difficulty, as if It's asking them for help.
Seeing this, the four of them took a few steps back, the fear in their eyes only increasing.
Despair showed in the leader's eyes, his pupils slowly dilated, and his body tilted and split into two parts. It took only half a stick of incense from being hit by Lin Chuan's ghost hand to losing all vitality.
Lin Chuan rolled up his sleeves and looked at his dark right hand. The small black dots on his right hand were densely connected together, as if they were covered with fine black scales. This ghost hand exceeded his expectations. After the enemy was hit, he unexpectedly It is difficult to detect, and by the time you notice it, it is already too late, and the rotten poison has already entered the internal organs.
Lin Chuan nodded with satisfaction, and the ghost hand became his biggest killing move. However, the ghost hand has its drawbacks, that is, the smell of the venom released is too unpleasant, and the dark and strange palm is too obvious, so it is easy to be detected. If the opponent sees through it, if the opponent deliberately guards against being touched by the ghost hand, it may be difficult to achieve success.
The leader was killed because of his carelessness. Since the leader was easily eliminated and the remaining four were also shocked, there was no need for him to escape. Lin Chuan smoothed the broken hair on his head and bent down to pick up the gold hairpin on the ground. , raised the corner of his mouth, and walked slowly towards the four people.
The four robbers looked at each other and slowly backed away. At this moment, the leader had turned into a pool of blood, and his clothes were corroded and tattered. The four-foot bloody knife was stuck alone on the ground.
The cold wind passed through the alley, and the four of them shivered, turned around and ran away, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Lin Chuan thought, and the venom on the ghost's hand seeped back into the poison sac. He walked to the leader's body, leaned down and pulled out a ring from a pile of blood and mud, which was the leader's Qiankun Ring. He stood up and pulled out four
With a long sword, he tore off the long sleeve of his left arm, wrapped it around the bloody blade, and carried it on his shoulder.