Before Luo Manjin could react, Ren Xian pointed at his wrist, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
He only felt extremely sore in his wrist, as if the breath in his body had stagnated, and another finger came, directly touching his forehead. As if a survival reaction, Luo Manjin protected his forehead with his left hand and stepped back.
Ren Xian had already made some progress with his Cang Finger. When the inner energy of Chaotian Jue exploded, it immediately pierced his palm, and Luo Manjin made a painful sound.
Ren Xian stepped forward, turned his fingers into fists, and struck at his throat. Luo Manjin had no way to escape and was desperate to die.
How could Feng Sannong just stand by and watch, and flew over to protect Luo Manjin. At the same time, his own energy was shaken, and he wrapped his palm around Ren Xian's fist, and the two of them fought each other.
Ren Xian's skill was extremely domineering, even if he didn't use all his strength, he was not inferior to him in terms of momentum. Feng Sannong was surprised, Ren Xian opened his fist, grabbed Feng Sannong's wrist, and forcefully pulled him over from the opposite side.
Feng Sannong spun through the air. Luoman King Kong thought that she was saved. How could Ren Xian follow his wishes? She was doing two things at once. While holding Feng Sannong, she touched the big knife on the ground with her toes and flicked it in the air with her left hand.
He hit the handle of the knife with a backhand palm.
The broadsword flew straight out of the air and inserted into Luo Manjin's chest. The domineering force carried the broadsword through his body.
Luo Manjin vomited out a large mouthful of blood, looked at the hole in his chest in disbelief, and fell straight down, knocking out a little dust.
In front of everyone, Ren Xian killed Luo Manjin forcefully, regardless of Feng Sannong's obstruction.
The moves were made smoothly and smoothly, which made everyone watching the battle feel a little chilled. After all, it was just a small fight before, but the sudden death of someone has a different meaning.
Ren Xian downplayed killing people. In their eyes, although this person's martial arts skills were at the peak of Qi training, his real combat power was not inferior to that of the Yuan realm.
The most annoying thing is Feng Sannong. His vitality is fully activated, and he is actually in the middle stage of Yuan Dynasty. His vitality is extremely full, and he doesn't look like someone who has just entered this realm.
The moment he shook off the restraints, he punched Ren Xian. Ren Xian's inner breath encouraged him, and he punched him and took a few steps back, with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
It's not that Ren Xian can't beat him, it's really a matter of life and death. It won't take ten rounds for Ren Xian to kill him. She's hiding her strength, because it would be really amazing if her Qi training realm is evenly matched with Feng San's.
Ren Xian still understands the principle of shooting the first bird.
Seeing that Ren Xian was injured, Feng Sannong seemed to have regained some face, "You two competed, you have already won, why do you want to take another person's life? You are so bloodthirsty, this punch just now is a small punishment."
Murder was considered a major event after all, and it alarmed Sikong Haoyue and Zhuge Yuping.
In fact, when Ren Xian held Feng San Nong, Zhuge Yuping, who was meditating on the spot, opened his eyes to observe the battle situation. He saw Ren Xian resisting Feng San Nong's punch, and he admired him quite a bit.
Ren Xian said, "He wants to compete with me to the death. He wants to kill me, so why can't I kill him? Because you are stronger than me, so what you said is right for now, but it doesn't mean that you can always be stronger than me."
Feng Sannong didn't expect that he would hurt him, and that he would dare to be so harsh. He was somewhat unable to get off the stage.
Sikong Haoyue said, "Okay, brother Jie, the third lane injured you, this piece of spiritual jade will help you heal, and the matter is over. However, from now on until we enter the ruins, there will be no more life-and-death fights. Otherwise, I will
I don’t mind two less people.”
Sikong Haoyue threw a piece of third-grade spiritual jade to Ren Xian, but Ren Xian was not polite to him. He seemed to be injured, but in fact it was because he deliberately forced his blood to rise. It was not bad to get a piece of spiritual jade for nothing.
When he should be strong, he would be strong. When it was time to appease people's hearts, Sikong Haoyue was not stingy. He was indeed a person who did great things.
The onlookers also dispersed and returned to their own places. When Ren Xian was about to return to his tent, he saw a man walking towards him, it was Zhuge Yuping.
"Brother Zhuge, what do you want from me?"
After all, whether it is Sikong Haoyue or Zhuge Yuping, their current combat power is stronger than his own, which does not mean that Ren Xian is afraid of them. They just practiced earlier than him. If he can solve the problem of cultivating the Super Heaven Technique, it means that Ren Xian will
Not sure who is stronger than whom.
Zhuge Yuping laughed and said, "Little brother, he ignored the obstruction and still killed that little boy. He knew he was outmatched and still dared to throw that punch. It's really good."
Ren Xian also smiled, "Brother Zhuge wouldn't come here to praise me, right?"
Zhuge Yuping said, "It's not interesting to drink alone these days. That guy Sikong doesn't drink. It's too boring. My little brother's temper is to my liking. Do you want to come and have a drink?"
Good guy, other people who come to explore the ruins bring life-saving things, but this person only brought wine.
After Ren Xian finished killing the person, her whole body felt indescribably clear and comfortable. She didn't drink much before, but she wanted to try it today.
"Others come to me for a drink, and I won't give it to them. Brother Zhuge comes to me, and I give it to him. It's not because you are a strong man, but because you lack a drinking buddy, and I am willing to have one more drinking buddy. But just having wine,
It’s not that interesting.”
Ren Xian pointed to a hilltop not far away, "Brother Zhuge, take the wine and sit there. I will be there shortly."
She went back with the basket on her back, turned around and walked into the mountains. All the small animals nearby were scared away. Only three miles away did she catch a very fat hare.
Ren Xian carried the cleaned hare to the top of the mountain, and the firewood on the ground was ready. Zhuge Yuping guessed that having wine but no meat was nothing more than unhappiness.
He took out two jars of wine. Such packaging was really rare, and the paper sealing the jars looked old. "Brother, this is wine from the cellar that I bought specially. It is fifteen years old. Try it."
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There is one jar for each person. After opening it, the aroma of wine overflows.
The two touched one first, the rabbit meat on the shelf was not yet cooked, "Brother Zhuge is really not a stingy person, he is a good wine!"
Zhuge Yuping answered, "It's just like, when I went to Jiangnan in the past, I was lucky enough to taste the very old Nuerhong. It was truly unique in the world."
"I don't know much about wine. Do you think there might be ultra-ancient wine hidden in the ruins? If there is, I will definitely grab it and drink it with Brother Zhuge."
According to Ren Xian, she really doesn't understand wine and what kind of wine can be preserved for thousands of years.
Her words were actually more of a test. She didn't believe that such a powerful person really had no idea about the ruins.
Zhuge Yuping seemed to have seen through it but didn't say it clearly, "There should be no ruins wine. There may be some opportunities, but of course there will be dangers. This is a truth that has not changed since ancient times. What is your purpose of going to the ruins?"
Ren Xian smiled, "Absolutely the same as you."
Zhuge Yuping said, "I originally wanted to find an opponent, but I realized during the battle that the ruins are really dispensable to me. Warriors, in the end, the most powerful one must be yourself. Opportunities just make you walk less road."