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The fast swordsman put away his sword, and the sword qi disappeared in time.

Pumping and retracting, the movements are smooth, but fast and fast, in this short period of time, it seems that he has only done this one action.

The final scene freezes on his hand holding the hilt of his sword, just like it did at the beginning.

The sword was on the table before, and then the sword was still on the table, as if it hadn't moved from beginning to end, but the clearly visible sword light was enough to prove that it had indeed moved.

The fierce men who rushed forward very quickly, grinning their teeth, all raised their sharpened broadswords high. The knife is a crude knife, but it does not prevent them from killing, and the knife that can kill is a good knife, and besides, they don't know how many people have died in their hands, under their knives.

And they were confident enough that the man who sat on the table, seemingly harmless, would be another ghost under their knife.

It's just that a lot of times, a lot of things, are not always taken for granted.

Perhaps the few men with the knives did not understand what was happening, nor did they have a chance to know what was happening.

Before they could get close to the man, they felt a chill run through their necks, and then they fell unconscious to the ground.

Many people could clearly see that there was a fine sword mark on their necks, and the moment they fell to the ground, blood flowed out of the sword marks, at first very slowly, drop by drop, and then it sprayed out thinly, splashing far away, and it could not be stopped.

The fast sword has no shadow, and a sword seals the throat, which is the famous skill of the fast swordsman, even if he has heard of his name many times, when he really sees it, he still can't stop being afraid.

The left swordsman looked at the people who fell to the ground, sighed, and said, "You shouldn't have killed them." ”

The fast swordsman said coldly: "They deserve to die. ”

The heart called the ghost wolf suddenly had a bad premonition, and he could be the boss, so he naturally had a certain amount of knowledge. Although he didn't know who the person sitting there was, he knew that he must have touched an iron plate, a very hard iron plate.

Just look at those deadly sword marks.

Although the bald man looks very reckless, he is actually very thoughtful, and has a heart that is very inconsistent with his appearance. He knows how many catties he has, and he can be among the third-rate masters when he is full.

To say that he is a third-rate master, that is to say it elegantly, and to put it vulgarly, it is between ordinary people and connoisseurs.

More powerful than ordinary people, weaker than expert masters. In other words, it is more than the upper and more than the lower, which is probably the best description.

But he never felt weak, at least in this desolate north, and he was also a big man with hundreds of men under his command.

When it comes to the name of the Blue Wolf Gang, who doesn't know here, who hasn't heard of it?

The blue wolf is the most vicious animal in the wilderness, more ferocious than the tiger and leopard. Just talking about the blue wolf, it is not very powerful, but what about dozens, hundreds?

Sometimes a person is not terrible, even if you are very powerful, I am afraid that you are not very powerful, but you have many helpers.

It is by virtue of the group cooperation of the blue wolf that the Blue Wolf Gang has become famous in the north and has become a discolored existence that many people talk about.

With the strength of his subordinates, the bald man boasted that he was not afraid of some second-rate masters.

That's limited to the second-rate word.

For the invincible absolute power, everything becomes a phantom.

The ghost wolf didn't dare to move, he was thinking, after such a while, his forehead was already sweating. He took a sip: the temperature in this room is really high. In fact, I already had a plan to run away in my heart, but as the leader of a self-confessed gang, I can't be soft in front of so many people, so it seems that I have no face, and if it spreads, how can I gain a foothold in this place in the future. But if he doesn't retreat at this time, I'm afraid that his own life will be the same as those men who fell to the ground in the next moment, and his death is unknown, and he hasn't lived enough.

So we have to think of a foolproof way.

His mind moved slightly, he made a gesture, and more of his subordinates came from outside the door, and said loudly: "Whoever slaughters the person in front, I will give him five hundred taels and let him be the deputy leader of the Blue Wolf Gang." ”

In the face of the great temptation, the eyes of those who came were all lit up, revealing greed. They didn't see the inside of the house outside the door, so they didn't know what was going on, although they saw the brothers on the ground and a large pool of blood, but at this time their minds were already encroached upon by the word profit, and they were trended by such things as desire, where did they think so much.

If I kill the people in front, I will be the deputy gang leader, and if I kill the people in front, I will have a lot of money. That's the only thought they have left.

Who comes out to mix, who is not for fame and profit, and besides, those who lick blood like them are even more eager for these things.

Zuo Daoke shook his head and thought: I didn't expect that I would become a bargaining chip under someone else's hands, which is very ridiculous.

The fast swordsman's hand was never withdrawn, still holding on to the hilt of the sword, and it seemed that he was about to strike again at any time.

Sure enough, those people came, carrying knives, step by step.

The fast swordsman couldn't help it, his hands didn't move, the green tendons had already burst out, and the sword qi rose for the second time.

Suddenly, a hand clasped his sword tightly, and it was still the left swordsman, and it was the left swordsman.

The left swordsman's eyes were scorching, and his eyes were firm.

The fast swordsman looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and his clenched hand loosened, and the condensed sword qi disappeared.

Everyone was shocked again, and began to be amazed at the speed of his swordsmanship, and now they were amazed at the ease with which his sword qi could be sent and received, such an intangible thing, it was difficult to practice, and it was even more difficult to control.

Only then did I know the real horror of the fast swordsman.

The left swordsman was also slightly shocked in his heart, because the strength of the fast swordsman had exceeded his expectations. But when he thought about it, he didn't stop his movements in the slightest.

He got up from his seat, his face still blushing, and the bonfire was shining on his face, shining the whole person brightly, looking like an ordinary person. But when his left hand buckled the knife, the temperament of the whole person changed, becoming sharp and bright, as if it had also become a knife, an indestructible knife.

He pinned the knife with the tip inward and the hilt outward, clearly not wanting to kill.

Gradually, the group of people approached the Left Swordsman, and suddenly stopped moving, they saw the incredible side, and saw that the figure of the Left Swordsman turned illusory, and finally they couldn't see this person.

I saw a flash of afterimage, and by the time he stood again, he was already four or five meters away from the table.

In front of him was a bald man, and a group of people behind him collapsed to the ground, still snorting, just unconscious.

"Ringing Bell"

It was the crisp sound of a dozen knives falling and smashing on the ground.

Very pleasant, like a ringing bell.

It was very harsh, like a thunderbolt roaring in the ears.

The existence of two voices at the same time is a portrayal of how many people's hearts at this moment.

This kind of strange thing, the ghost wolf has not seen for so many years, and he really began to panic, and the restlessness and restlessness came to his heart for a while, and he couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly shouted: "Up, all up." ”

More people crowded into the inn, rushing out from his left and right flanks, and he swayed on the soles of his feet, hiding in the crowd.

Suddenly a light whistled and whistled, much brighter than the flames jumping in the furnace.

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