Why am I a villain and still have my own jokes?

Different times and backgrounds shape different people.

In the great world of Mangsheng, although Ling Yao used force a lot, but in comparison, he rarely took human life.The most time, and the time that made him have the most notoriety to the outside world, was the five-year contract, those possessed people who had to be killed in order to save their lives.

He would indeed still dream of those people—but not because of his conscience, but regret and regret—just because they were once his own people, and they could have had a future.

He had no intention of being the kind of peerless saint who was perfect in every aspect that Ling Linhan wanted to be.It's just that if he can, he never wants to be an executioner who uses force to solve problems.This is his final bottom line in the world of the jungle.But at the same time, once he did it, he was prepared for life and death.

But these people in front of them, who also had their lives in their hands, are not like this.

The society they live in is a civilized society that operates under the shroud of law. The survival and life of most people does not need to be obtained through violent means.Different occupations offer different possibilities. Even people without special skills can obtain basic survival materials through physical labor.

Although there are always some dark and dirty things hiding in the corners, at least they are things that dare not be exposed to the sun.

Like the black market.

In fact, even in the black market, there are still a small number of people who died due to fighting and fighting.The forces of all parties prefer to obtain benefits through commercial negotiations, coercion and inducement, and money and power transactions. Violent means are more of a deterrent.

There are even some unwritten tacit understandings between many forces: in certain situations, the number of deaths in a fight cannot exceed a certain amount, otherwise it will be a sign of a tearing face between the two sides.

Of course, for the kind of assassination where the murderer cannot be caught and no clues can be found, everyone can only consider themselves unlucky.

But the black market is still bloody.Those contestants who died in the arena for people to enjoy in the arena, those "experiments" like the Huo family who died because of drug experiments failed, and the aristocratic families used their comprehension forces to "clear" those unable to A bribed "alien".Death has never retreated here because of the civilization of the society - at least, the world has not yet been civilized to that level.

And these killings are not for "living", but for "benefits", or even just for "the joy of killing".

This is the killing of the "strong" against the "weak".It is also the most common thing for cultivators represented by people like the Huo family to do.

Hand up, knife down.What they are doing is just harvesting life, not a life-and-death struggle.

——And if the identities of the prey and the hunter are reversed, or even if it is only to the point of life and death, they may kneel faster than anyone else.

What Ling Yao saw was such a group of people.All their current arrogance is based on the fact that their opponents are an old man who can't run and a young man who looks very weak.And when Ling Yao turned back towards them with his sword in hand, the sneer on their faces was even more than surprise.

Their expressions seemed to be saying: "Hey, look, it's another stupid young man who doesn't know what to do."

Then Ling Yao taught them with actions, who is the stunned young man who knows nothing about the sky and the earth.

Weak knees, loose chassis, exposed abdomen and chest cavity, undefended shoulders and necks and major arteries, and even the hand holding the weapon is unstable.In Ling Yao's eyes, these people were full of fatal flaws.

Slash.Diagonal cut.Sweep legs.Elbow.prick.pick.grid.spin.It's just some small movements, but they can always fall on the weak points of the human body just right. Coupled with appropriate internal strength, they can knock down opponents to the ground one after another in a light and fast way, and even lose their fighting ability.

The sound of dense rain drowned out the sounds of blows and collisions, and the loud thunder covered the wailing everywhere.However, Ling Yao's small and coherent movements, together with the sword energy slowly dissipating like silk threads in the air, in the eyes of ordinary people, are like a magic trick that touches and falls, or even a murderous dance.

Yes, kill.Although those who fell to the ground were still writhing and groaning in pain, no one doubted that if the young man with the sword wanted to, these people would definitely die.

That is kindness, and even more contempt.In the battle of life and death, no one will leave future troubles for himself, unless the enemy can't even threaten the level of future troubles.

Of course Xu Wenbo understood the contempt.Anyone who is warlike can immediately understand what a provocation this is.But at the same time, he is also clearly aware that these people under him are by no means opponents of the other side.

Not to mention whether they can compete in terms of force, but in terms of momentum, they have already lost a lot, and they are destined to lose in a fight.

The other party is not hiding his aura, but really only has a realm of less than seven ranks.Xu Wenbo is confident in his perception.

But this is definitely an enemy worthy of his own hand.

As for Yu Huisheng and the two cultivators who suddenly appeared...it's not worth mentioning at all, let's deal with it later.

His gaze was fixed on Ling Yao's figure, and he walked forward calmly.The few people who rushed to the front had already been beaten to the ground by Ling Yao, while the people in the middle had already panicked and retreated.As for those who fell in the end, as soon as they saw Xu Wenbo's expression, they were scared out of their wits and consciously stepped aside.

He is laughing.Laughing viciously and presumptuously.

Those who are familiar with him know what this means - it is rare for this god of killing to find his favorite prey.

Unlike his name, he has neither literary talent nor erudition. Even though he has made many contributions to the Huo family over the years, he has never been promoted.

Because everyone knows that Xu Wenbo is not suitable to be a leader and decision maker.He has only one way to solve all problems - relying on his fists.

Only a pair of fists cannot climb to the highest position.

But this pair of fists is enough to bring him a good life, let him control the life and death of many people, and let him experience the "nobility" of "extremely human minister" and the "freedom" of "robbing and looting" .

Compared with those grasshoppers who see the wind and bully the weak, he is the king who climbed out of the blood and mud of the black market boxing match with one punch.He doesn't know how to cooperate, and doesn't bother to cooperate; he doesn't know how to control his subordinates, but no one dares to disobey.

Those who disobeyed were either killed or wounded.

That's the power of the fist.He enjoys everything this power brings to him.

Because of this, the Patriarch of the Huo family also gave him enough power and trust - the captain of the first team, the benchmark figure of all the Qi refiners of the Huo family, and the direct descendants of the Huo family also bowed and nodded in front of him.

So he will be here.

Look at those Luthors who would just break up and run away after seeing him raise his fist. These little guys would be scared to death just by seeing his eyes in the boxing ring. It will hold yourself back, let alone become an opponent.

But this young man was different.His back is still straight, his steps are still firm, and his eyes are still bright.

very good.This is very good.

More importantly, it is not the imposing manner of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, but calmness, calmness, the posture of a hunter, and the eyes locking the prey.

He'd only seen it on old hands in the ring.

Yu Huisheng still has such a helper?And still so young?But it doesn't matter, Xu Wenbo doesn't care who the other party is, just like he never cared about the deep meaning of the tasks that the Huo family asked him to perform.It's just that he hasn't experienced the kind of blood splattered, hearty, and deathly fight on the field for too long.

He's going to see blood today.

"Leave this to me. You know what to do with the rest, right?"

"Yes! Quick! Move! The target is over there!"

"Let's go! If you can't deal with this, you can't deal with the next three?"

"Where to aim the gun, aim at the back! After a while, the boss will fight in close combat, can you aim at the enemy! Idiot!"

"Hide away, stay away, get so close to seek death... both ends are courting death..."

Seeing the swaying head going around behind him, Ling Yao subconsciously turned sideways, trying to stop him.

It's just that he just knocked off a gun in someone's hand with the hilt of his sword, when Xu Wenbo's figure suddenly rioted, and a heavy fist suddenly hit him!

Bang-!

The mahogany sword body wrapped in true energy collided with the special punch, and the old mahogany sword immediately made a fine and crisp sound.Ling Yao turned around sharply and took a step back. The blade of the sword that was swinging quickly shattered to the ground, leaving only the empty hilt.

He narrowed his eyes.

It is a powerful enemy, and it is very strong.Perhaps it is the sixth rank, or even higher.

Before he could do any more thinking, Xu Wenbo's fists had already come one after another.Ling Yao did not rush to attack and try, but adopted a strategy of avoidance and dodge.

He raised his head and dodged a punch, slapped Xu Wenbo's left fist sideways with his palm, and then turned sideways to avoid another blow.

The body reacts very quickly, the speed of the fist is very fast, and the degree of physical tempering is also very high. It is difficult for ordinary fists and feet to break through such defenses, and it is difficult to cause fatal damage to the opponent with the method of wrapping the blade with true energy.

Moreover, unlike those little gangsters, at first glance, he was a person who had experienced bloody storms, and he was an unscrupulous type.

Ling Yao had a new judgment in his heart.

Of course, he was already well prepared to deal with this kind of opponent, otherwise he wouldn't dare to come alone.

Unconventional means...he has many more.

But now, first of all, it must be able to last until the right time.

Xu Wenbo's punches were fast and deadly.As for Ling Yao, who used to control his opponents with exquisite swordsmanship and meticulous aura, it was obviously at a disadvantage to be approached by such an opponent without a good weapon.

The two kept changing their footsteps and shifting their positions. It seemed that they were fighting inextricably, but in fact most of them were Ling Yao hiding and Xu Wenbo chasing.Sometimes there were attacks that Ling Yao couldn't dodge, so he used the hilt of the sword in his hand to the best of his ability, and blocked the heavy blow of the fist at the cost of breaking the sword frame.

My hands are numb.Ling Yao threw the split hilt to the ground, squatted down quickly, and rolled sideways, temporarily gaining some buffer distance.

He needs weapons.Need a sword.

He got up nimbly, raised his hand, and clasped his palm back.

Xu Wenbo did not take it lightly because of the embarrassment of his opponent.Although it was just a few handovers and collisions, he already knew very well what kind of person his opponent was.

He never tried to understand the winding identities and relationships between the family.As a thug, he only needs to judge what kind of person the opponent is through his performance during the fight.

This guy has definitely participated in life and death battles, and even killed people.

If you have not experienced blood licking, you will not have this decisiveness, and you will not have the nuanced and accurate judgment.

Although Xu Wenbo almost hit the opponent several times in a row, this just shows that all of his extremely fast and tricky punches were within the opponent's prediction.

Even in the most difficult game, he never experienced this feeling of being seen through everywhere.

However, the opponent's weakness is also obvious - they have no weapons, and they don't have enough strength to break through their own defenses, so they can only defend blindly.

delay?No, if this guy's purpose is just to delay time, why would he show such an expression?

What will be the next move?He suddenly had an inexplicable expectation, and shook the business card in his heart.

The struggle of a powerful prey before death is always the most exciting.

"Wait, what is that? Something is flying over!"

On the other side of the equally anxious but even more chaotic battlefield, there was an unknown shout.At the beginning, it didn't make much splash, but gradually, more and more black shadows flashed past their eyes, shining coldly, rolling up air currents, densely packed like a shower.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and everyone looked up at the sky in unison.

It's swords, all kinds of swords, hundreds of swords.As if possessing spiritual wisdom, they flew here via different trajectories.

Fly to Ling Yao.

Xu Wenbo's eyes suddenly burst into a terrifying light.He stared at Ling Yao closely, watching the other party hold one of the flying swords, then turned his attack and rushed towards him:

"Ha-haha? This is indeed unexpected."

He opened his fists and stepped forward quickly.

Boom.Boom!Boom—!

Similar to the previous mahogany swords, these flying swords are just fragile and inferior products. Even the kind of prop swords made of thin metal sheets that can curl their blades when touched, can be broken and discounted by him with a few punches.

But the problem is that this kind of "toy" that warriors don't like at all can still be used to catch his punches filled with true energy, and it's actually several punches, which in itself is very thought-provoking and frightening— — Xu Wenbo was even more shocked than these swords flying for no reason.

This is not finished.

If Xu Wenbo's movements are as swift and fierce as a leopard, then Ling Yao's swordsmanship can be said to be as nimble as thunder: when attacking, it is as fast and decisive as thunder, and when defending, it flashes like lightning without a trace.

Moreover, what is even more surprising is that although Ling Yao's strength is relatively insufficient, he has mastered a certain method of using strength to fight.Xu Wenbo's fists are often deflected by him inexplicably, and his strength will be emptied accordingly, and the swords that Ling Yao unleashes are often sharper and more threatening than before.

Swish - whoosh!

The thin metal sheet can also play a chilling effect in his hands, and the dancing cold light seems to be able to cut his throat.Even if Xu Wenbo missed the trajectory of the blade with his punch and folded the blade, the sharp blade still cut through his skin, leaving a bloodstain not deep or shallow on his arm.

It turned out that he saw the blood first!

But Ling Yao's movements didn't stop at all.He casually threw the deformed and twisted prop sword to the ground behind him, picked up a new wooden sword, and blocked Xu Wenbo's retaliatory punch.

The wooden sword shattered again.Ling Yao threw the hilt forward and slid out sideways.Another new sword flew into his hand again.

The fluency of the movement is as if it has been practiced before.

It's almost like fighting a steady stream of monsters that can't be killed.Xu Wenbo thought.

And all this is because of the sword.

Can't let him get the sword.

Xu Wenbo suddenly had such a clear understanding.

This is a sword monster.

As long as there is a real sword here, he is now a corpse.

This kind of enlightenment seems to be a bit late-now, there are sword clusters everywhere.

The one who couldn't find a point of attack became him.

But it seems that it's not too late to realize it now, and it's not too late for him to do anything: If you can't find a person's own weakness, then go find his burden, find what he cares about and wants to protect.

Xu Wenbo has never been shy about using such methods.

He suddenly turned around and rushed towards Yu Huisheng and those two cultivators!