Beast Taming: I gained the talent of a spirit pet.

Chapter 39: Fierce Battle! Spies! (Please vote and read on!)

"Ok?"

The man opposite was the skinny and ugly man from before. He had a cold look in his eyes and the scars on his face made him look even more ferocious. But at this moment he was a little surprised.

Others move with the knife, gathering strength and slashing, which can be described as fierce and cruel!
This blow was enough to split a horse in half from head to tail, and the force alone could kill a person. Who would have thought that it was blocked by the young man in front of him.

The man was a little surprised, but Gu Yuan did not hesitate at all. His steps moved unsteadily, as strangely and swiftly as a snake, and his long sword stretched out like a poisonous snake, with great penetrating power.

The man raised his hand and slashed, but he underestimated the sword. Although he blocked it, Gu Yuan's sword moves changed accordingly. The originally sharp and ruthless sword became feminine and lingering, passing over the scimitar at an incredible angle and nailed the man's shoulder.

puff!

The long sword easily pierced it, and a flower of blood bloomed.

"you wanna die!"

However, although he was stabbed by the long sword, the man did not retreat but advanced. He raised his scimitar with a roar, and slashed from top to bottom, breaking through the air!

The sharp scimitar drew a streak in the air, splitting the day and night like lightning.

The sword light is so fierce and sharp that it seems to be able to cut through all obstacles in front of it!
"Then let's see who dies first, you or me!"

Gu Yuan's eyes turned fierce, and instead of dodging or avoiding, he moved forward and bumped into the other person's arms.

At the same time, he poured strength into the long sword, which was still stabbed into the man's body. As he pushed and pressed the sword, he actually cut a long wound diagonally from the left shoulder to the right abdomen of the man, almost splitting him into two pieces.

"what!"

The skinny man only had time to let out a roar before he fell to the ground. Large streams of blood and even his internal organs gushed out from his wounds, soaking the surrounding ground. He himself had his eyes wide open and was silent.

"Boss!"

"This kid killed the second in command!"

"The second boss is dead!"

Seeing the knife-wielding man die tragically on the spot, many bandits retreated in fear, looking at him with fear, treating him as a monster, and no one dared to attack him again.

"so close!"

When Gu Yuan touched his back, he felt a long wound on his back, with hot and wet blood flowing out, and waves of pain spread out.

If he hadn't reacted in time, even if he had hesitated for a moment, this knife would have been enough to cut him in two!
"Second!"

Tiehu, the leader of the Black Wind Bandits, was originally fighting fiercely with Yang Han.

One of the two men was waving a ghost-head sword, which made a humming sound and was extremely powerful and strong. The other one had arms like iron rods, with his ten fingers bent and stretched with blue-black tendons, which was extremely sharp. This was a hard grappling skill.

But when he noticed that the second in command was dead, Tiehu was furious. He swung his ghost-head knife like the wind, forcing Yang Han to retreat, and roared:
"Come on, everyone! Kill this guy!"

"enough!"

At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from the dense forest. The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

The man walked slowly, and before he finished speaking, his figure was like a ghost. He crossed a distance of more than ten feet in a flash and came to the center of the field. His speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

"Innate Martial Master?!"

Gu Yuan's eyelids twitched, and a premonition in the dark made his heart alarm bells ring, and a chill ran down his spine!
The man who came had a gloomy face and looked like a middle-aged man. He was not handsome, his hands were empty, and there was nothing special about him. But his eyes were an icy blue, revealing a cold and ruthless weird feeling that made people feel cold.

Even Yang Han was shocked. After forcing Tie Hu back, he prepared for battle.

This man glanced at Gu Yuan, Yang Han, Xia Xiuxue and others, and then glanced at the bandits:
"Waste! Waste! They are all a bunch of waste!"

Then he looked at Tiehu:

"Tiehu, I overestimated you. You can't even take down these lowly bastards, and you still have the nerve to ask me to be your master?!"

Tiehu, who was as strong and ferocious as an iron tower, lowered his head and clasped his fists respectfully with his knife in hand. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Wei, but I have other plans, and now they can come in handy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Jin, the herbalist who was originally fighting with the bandits, suddenly jumped up, jumped over the bandits in front of him, and grabbed Xia Xiuxue who was caught off guard.

Just as Xia Xiuxue was about to resist, Guo Jin grabbed her with his hands. With two clicks, he removed Xia Xiuxue's arms, which hung limply on both sides of her body.

"Miss Three!"

Seeing this, Yang Jianfei on the side was shocked. He shook the sword in his hand and stabbed Guo Jin's arm.

However, Guo Jin only blocked Xia Xiuxue in front of him, which made Yang Jianfei hesitate. He swung the more than three-foot-long pure iron pipe like the wind, but it was cunning and skillful. After swinging the long sword, it hit Yang Jianfei's right arm.

Click!

"what!"

Yang Jianfei screamed, his arm bent into a strange arc, a piece of white bone pierced through the flesh and blood, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Guo Jin! I knew there were spies among the herbalists, but I didn't expect it to be you! You've been a herbalist for over ten years, right?"

Seeing this, Yang Han's eyelids jumped, his tone was cold, and he threatened with gritted teeth:
"You know, your son is now working as a waiter in Yuding Tower! If even one hair of the Third Miss is missing, I'll have your son hacked into pieces!"

"Then I'll have to trouble Deacon Yang to take care of it!"

Old Man Guo's face was expressionless as he said calmly, "My child was born from an affair my wife had when she was young. He has nothing to do with me. If you want to make a move, please give him a quick death. This will also be considered as repaying the love I have shown him for raising for over twenty years."

".you!"

Yang Han's face twitched and he was speechless. He was a little confused by what Old Man Guo said.

The only evidence that could be used against this old guy has been denied by him. What else can he say now?
"This old man is a ruthless person!"

Gu Yuan's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

This time, Old Man Guo was silent and taciturn along the way, looking listless and listless, but who would have thought that this old guy is now hiding the deepest.

"Haha, good, good!"

Tiehu clapped his hands and laughed: "Old Guo, you did a good job. Capture this little girl. If anyone dares to act rashly again, smash her head!"

"Very good! I heard that Xia Mingyang loves this little daughter very much. With her in his hands, I don't believe that the surname Xia will remain indifferent!"

The middle-aged man who was suspected to be a Xiantian martial artist also nodded. Then, his eyes turned and fell on the carriage that had remained motionless. "Old Mo, what's wrong? Even now, you still haven't shown up?"

"Hey, as the saying goes, it's better to resolve an enemy than to make friends with Weichuan Daoist Friends. Why are you doing this?"

A sigh was heard from the carriage, and then Mr. Mo, dressed in a white robe, came out of the carriage. From what he said, it seemed that he knew this strange middle-aged man.

(End of this chapter)