Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 7: Death with 1 knife
Zhang Hanyu jumped towards the target step by step. The sound of his footing was extremely heavy, as if he was beating a big drum, and he was directly hitting people's hearts. Such a little approach, the psychological pressure on people will be even greater.
His complexion is terrifying, and the spiteful color in his eyes can almost be turned into substance.
Since childhood, under the protection of the family's wings, he has never suffered such a big loss. Moreover, there was still a trace of inexplicable fear deep in his heart. That kid, how could it be possible to arouse the arms so quickly? His talent is so great, the future may be another old craftsman.
Such a person, once he has recognized his death principle and is an enemy of himself, it will definitely be a huge trouble. That being the case, it is better to kill him with a single knife while he hasn't grown up.
The short knife in his hand was tightly grasped. He didn't pick up the knife for courage, but to throw the short knife as a dagger at any time.
Under the guidance of his uncle, he practiced a hidden weapon. Of course it is not good to deal with warriors who have experienced many battles, but if you aim at a little guy who is afraid of the wind and just stalks his head, it is absolutely nothing wrong.
The faint pain in the legs and feet gave him a trace of thought. When he thought of his injured legs and feet, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and vowed from the bottom of his heart that he must put Ouyang Ming to death to get rid of his hatred.
As for after killing Ouyang Ming, if he cleans up the mess, how to stay away from this place without being noticed, he has no attention at all.
Slowly, he jumped to the side of the pile of discarded swordsmen, his ears moved slightly, and he heard a faint breathing.
With a sneer, Zhang Hanyu said: "Boy, don't come out and die!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Hanyu saw a figure jumping out from behind the pile of knives and soldiers, and then a white light flashed, slashing towards him in an unruly manner.
Although he injured his legs and feet, he never affected his eyesight. So it was immediately obvious that the figure that jumped out was the cowardly Ouyang Ming, and what he held in his hand was a broken knife.
That's right, it has been broken in half, and even the discarded blade that doesn't even have a knife head.
If Ouyang Ming had a brand new saber, he might still be a little bit jealous. However, how could a mere knife be put in his eyes.
At this moment, Zhang Hanyu had already judged that this kid was a trapped beast, and he just picked up a broken knife and came up desperately.
Zhang Hanyu looked disdainful and raised his short knife to greet him.
If Ouyangming wanted to escape as soon as he came up, he would definitely be a killer. However, since this kid still has a little courage, he doesn't mind playing with him. At this moment, Zhang Hanyu immediately thought of many punishments. First of all, Ouyang Ming's hands and feet tendons were picked off, his vocal cords were abolished, and he suffered all the pain and died.
When I think of this, even the sharp pain in that leg seems to be reduced a lot.
He seemed to see the scene where Ouyang Ming screamed in pain under his hands, life is worse than death, and his mood turned out to be very refreshing.
"ding——"
Finally, the short knife and the broken knife met in the air.
Then, there was a crisp cracking sound, the short knife snapped, and the broken knife went on without hindrance as if it had cut a piece of hair, and slashed from Zhang Hanyu's right neck. Slashed directly to his chest.
Zhang Hanyu's eyes and mouth suddenly widened to the limit. He stared at the broken knife in front of his chest, as if he couldn't even feel the extreme pain.
The only thing he can feel is that his strength and life are moving away from him quickly. He wanted to raise his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless. In the end, his eyes were still fixed on the immovable broken knife that paralyzed him.
Broken knife, a broken knife...
This, he, mom,... is a broken knife!
This was the last thought he had in the world, and then his consciousness sank, and no trace of it was seen again. But until he died, he couldn't understand why a broken knife had such power.
Ouyangming held the broken knife in this way, keeping the slashing posture all the time.
Actually, he is not wise to do this, because whether it is a human or a beast, once injured, there is a possibility of dying. As the so-called most terrifying beasts are wounded beasts, when they are dying and struggling, they can often die with their opponents.
However, the reason Ouyangming didn't stay away was not because he was unwilling, but because he couldn't do it.
When he slashed out, cut Zhang Hanyu's short knife directly, and cut into the opponent's body, his mood was actually peaceful, without the slightest ups and downs.
This state is definitely not like a person who has never seen blood before.
However, when his spiritual consciousness was magically divided into two, this scene naturally appeared strangely.
A stab wounded the enemy, just as Ouyang Ming was about to pull out the broken knife, hitting the iron while the iron was hot to give him another shot. When a headache hit, a strange heat flow suddenly poured into his body from the broken knife. Inside.
So, Ouyangming's movements slowed down a bit. Although he didn't understand why, he had a feeling that this heat flow was of great benefit to him.
After that, he saw a very terrifying scene.
Under his broken knife, there was no blood splattering.
A knife cut from the right side of the head and neck to the front of the chest. A lot of blood will surely flow out. However, at this moment, there was no trace of blood on Zhang Hanyu's body, because all the blood was absorbed by the broken knife in Ouyang Ming's hand.
This broken knife seems to have some incredible magical power. Not only can it absorb blood, even the flesh seems to be within its absorption range.
In this way, Zhang Hanyu's flesh and blood gradually shrank in front of Ouyang Ming's eyes.
If Ouyangming is not in a strange state of split mental consciousness at this moment, he might be frightened and fainted by this terrifying scene. However, at this moment, his eyes widened like this, watching all these changes quietly. It seems that the deflating body does not belong to a human being, but a human-shaped balloon with a hole in it.
In just a moment, Zhang Hanyu disappeared before Ouyang Ming's eyes.
Some clothes have fallen down, and there are some scattered gadgets, but Zhang Hanyu's whole person has disappeared, not even a single hair or nail.
On the other hand, Ouyang Ming, who is holding a broken knife, has a red face, full of energy, and he seems to have a surging energy that cannot be vented.
Actually, Ouyang Ming's consumption today is definitely not small. Under the supervision and guidance of the old master, he has been playing with arms for a day. Although restrained, it is hard to avoid a strong sense of exhaustion.
Being brought here by Zhang Hanyu, the potential exploded at the critical moment of life and death, and he used arms many times in a very short period of time.
That kind of consumption was not something that his body could bear at this age. However, under the great fear of life and death, under the special environment of the split of the sea of consciousness, he was forced out by the duck.
Such an approach is a kind of overdraft damage to his body, and it will even hurt the origin, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future.
However, at this moment, if there is anything wrong with Ouyangming's body, I am afraid that no one will believe it at all.
He seems to have inexhaustible power in his body, his eyes are shining, and they seem to light up, even when they are at their best, they are not as they are now. It's horrible.
Ouyang Ming even wanted to have an impulse to roar.
However, the split mental consciousness still exists, making his heart instantly cold.
Looking around, Ouyang Ming's arms reappeared, and in the blink of an eye, the broken knife became bleak.
Assimilate.
He did not hesitate to absorb all the attributes on the broken knife, turning the broken knife into a piece of worthless scrap. With one kick, he kicked the severed short knife into two different piles of armor.
There are countless pieces of weapons like this, and it is not easy to find them and put them together. Afterwards, he threw away the broken knife, picked up a piece of clothing, and quickly left the warehouse.
When Zhang Hanyu brought him over, he was absolutely cautious and was not noticed by anyone.
The same is true when he returns to the forging room of the old craftsman's head at this moment.
Fortunately, it is getting late now, otherwise Ouyang Ming would really not dare to say that he could get what he wanted.
After entering the forging room, Ouyang Ming glanced at the objects in his hand, he immediately came to the furnace mouth, tore hard, tore all the clothes into pieces, and sent them into it.
The old master is the chief forger of arms. Although he has arms, it doesn't mean that he doesn't need a stove.
Actually, most of the time, the old master will use the stove to process some materials.
As for the use of munitions to process coarse ore, it is of course possible, but munitions must consume a lot of physical strength, and training coarse ore does not require fine control, but a long time for fighting.
Use arms to forge impurities in coarse ore...
Well, anyone who does this and perseveres is dead, without exception, it's not old age, not stupid death, but exhausted.
So, in this forging room, there is an exquisite stove.
Of course~IndoMTL.com~The materials worthy of the veteran's hands are also some fine products, and the rough work of preliminary refinement generally falls on Ouyang Ming.
At this moment, he ignited the fire familiarly and put all the objects into it. Under the burning of the charcoal fire, those things quickly disappeared and ceased to exist.
The long iron rod stretched out and stirred for a moment in the fire. Even if the gods came, they couldn't tell what was inside.
During this process, Ouyang Ming did not sit idle, but found some coarse ore in the forging room for refining and processing. In fact, the ore is thrown into the fire and burned until it softens and beats, and so on repeatedly.
Before, because of his lack of strength, he could only burn the fire. As for the forging, the old craftsman did it himself.
But at this moment, for some reason, his strength seemed to be much greater. He raised the hammer high and smashed it down, and suddenly a burst of sparks spattered.
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