In these years, there are many people who are icing on the cake, but there are very few people who are willing to give charcoal in the snow.

In other words, when an ordinary person encounters this situation, it is really difficult to say whether he dares to stand up in the face of more than 20 ferocious swordsmen rushing towards his friends.

These swordsmen are obviously aimed at Ye Xuanyuan, even if Dai Lu just said to kill him, it is only against Ye Xuanyuan, Li Futu is not without a chance to protect himself, but he stands up very ignorant of the times.

In this scene, it is clear that he intends to stick a knife in his friend's ribs.

It's really righteous.

The angry Dai Lu only noticed that there was another man at this time, and after being slightly stunned, he sneered.

He clutched his bleeding head, cold and resolute.

"Hack me to death!"

Domineering side leakage.

There is not much difference between cutting one person and two people, the eyes of a group of knife hands are full of fierce light, and their steps are not slowed down because of Li Futu's stepping forward.

This is no ordinary ruffian, and since he chooses to do it, there will be no mercy.

"Ye Shao, protect them. ”

Throwing away the next sentence, Li Futu did not retreat but advanced, and his young face showed a frightening calmness at this dangerous juncture, like a pool of ancient wells, and the churning cold knife light was refracted on his face, not making his expression appear half a wave.

Under the jaw-dropping gaze of the bar's patrons, the young man single-handedly rushed towards the knifemen.

The opponent's sword and axe are clear, and the fierce flames are monstrous.

He was unarmed, but he did not hesitate!

Even Dai Lu couldn't help but jump his eyelids.

Why are the two young men he met tonight so violent?

Could it be that he really responded to the old saying that people gather like like?

"I don't know whether I live or die!"

Dai Lu shouted angrily, and the fierce flames soared into the sky.

"Hack him to death!"

"Young man, so daring!"

It is undeniable that although Li Futu's choice is very stupid, this kind of 'fool', which is becoming more and more difficult to see in this world, still can't help but make people admire.

Even the swordsmen who rushed towards him looked at Li Futu's eyes with a trace of appreciation that could not be suppressed.

But appreciation is appreciation, and the camps of both sides have decided that he will not show mercy because of the other party's courage.

In order to facilitate carrying, although the blade in his hand is not as full of visual shock and slenderness as the Kaishan knife, it does not fall in the slightest in terms of lethality.

Under the refraction of the light in the bar, the blade reflected a cold white light, stinging many people's eyes, and slashed through a violent arc in the air, slashing at Li Futu's shoulder.

There are no invulnerable immortals in this world, and peerless knowledge such as the Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt only exists in martial arts, if this knife is chopped, Li Futu's right shoulder may be scrapped in an instant.

"Be careful!"

Fan Xi'er couldn't help but scream, her face was pale, and even her heartbeat stopped for half a beat in an instant.

"Boy, these days, morality is also an occasion, we don't worship Guan Gong now, do you know the reason?"

"Because the people who studied Guan Gong became martyrs early. ”

With the cold words, the first knife hand who rushed to Li Futu's eyes was as sharp as lightning, and his hand rose and fell.

Li Futu was in danger, his face was not shocked, his steps twisted, and his long body moved out of a subtle angle, brushing shoulders with the sharp and cold blade.

The inevitable knife failed, and the knife hand was inevitably a little stunned for a moment.

Li Futu no longer gave him time to react, and with the momentum of rushing forward, he grabbed the knife wrist with his left hand and held the knife, moved his body at will, stepped on the ground, and his whole body was unreservedly close to the knife hand's arms.

Ye Xuanyuan's eyes lit up.

This trick.

He had seen it in the army.

Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, and Wu has eight poles to determine the world.

Because Bajiquan is extremely lethal and combat-powerful, it was introduced into the army very early, and he also studied it, but he didn't grasp it deeply.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Ye Xuanyuan could clearly see that what Li Futu performed was obviously the number of ways to stick to the mountain in Bajiquan, and it was extremely professional, and the effect was extremely amazing!

Between the lightning and flint, Li Futu staggered the blade, and his unburly and well-proportioned body crashed into the knife hand's arms.

If you look at the figure alone, the figure of the knife hand is not thinner than Li Futu, and visually it is a few points stronger, but at the moment when the two collided, the pupils of the knife hand contracted violently, because the wrist was painful, the palm of the hand opened involuntarily, and the blade in the hand fell to the ground.

"Wow".

He spurted blood, as if he had been hit by a speeding train, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably.

Blood and water spilled down his flight path, creating a spectacular visual effect.

"Ahh

A woman's characteristic exclamation rang out.

Guests hurriedly ducked.

"Bang!"

The knife hand smashed on a table, the cups and bottles were shaken off, and there was a thunderclap sound, and the knife hand was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his hand was covering his chest, his expression was twisted and painful.

Deru's expression changed.

The other swordsmen turned their heads in unison, looking at their companions who had not gotten up for a long time, and the offensive was inevitably stagnant.

People who beg for a living under the knife all year round have strong eyesight.

It's clear they're having a hard stubble tonight.

When the eyes of these swordsmen refocused on Li Futu, their expressions invariably became solemn.

Daru took a breath.

He thought that the kid who beat him just now was fierce enough, but he didn't expect his companion to be even more ferocious.

Could it be that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves?

Two young people popping up at random, both fucking perverted?

The audience was silent.

Li Futu ignored the shocked gazes of others and slowly straightened up.

"What are you doing in a daze?!"

Dai Lu's expression was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping water, and shouted angrily: "It's all for Lao Tzu!"

A group of knife hands looked at each other and raised their knives again.

This time, they no longer have any hands left.

Li Futu smiled faintly.

In the next second, everyone in the bar witnessed a scene that made them unforgettable.

A young man faced the siege of dozens of fierce swordsmen, but he was at ease, as if he was strolling leisurely.

The tumbling sword light seemed thrilling, but it didn't touch the young man in the slightest.

With his bare hands, this young man single-handedly blocked dozens of times his own knife hand, making it impossible for them to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

Bar on the second floor.

Several people stood in front of the railing, condescending to witness this magnificent scene.

"Hu Shao......"

One turned his head to look at the young man in the middle.

"It's really hard to pull out the mountains and conquer the world. ”

The other party took a slow sip of wine, sighed softly, and then smiled: "Let's go, it's time to enter." ”

(End of chapter)