When he looked back, he saw a big man in his thirties looking at him coldly with two short knives.

"Mr. Yang, kill him......" Yang Shu let go of the middle-aged man, and immediately a large number of big men set him up.

The middle-aged man now looked like a madman, obviously it was just now that Yang Shu stepped on his two arms one after another and made him extremely angry, gritting his teeth and shouting at Mr. Yang.

"Don't worry, I will let him suffer my eight extremes and thirteen swords to death!" Mr. Yang's eyes were cold, "I really didn't expect that there would be a master hiding here." But you really shouldn't mess with me, I'll let you know what a real master is!"

Yang Shu looked at him and said coldly: "I advise you, if you quit now, then I will let you go, otherwise I won't mind abolishing you when I start to do it." ”

"What a crazy boy!" Mr. Yang's face changed slightly, but a cruel face rose in an instant: "Don't worry, I have thirteen swords in the Eight Pole Gate, and I promise to let you fall in the thirteenth swords." ”

"I'm afraid you won't be able to use thirteen swords!" Poplar said lightly.

"Then try it!" Mr. Yang shouted, his body was like a wild shadow, and he suddenly stepped forward, slashed down with a knife, and directly slashed at the poplar's head.

Yang Shu's eyes narrowed instantly, since he received Shennong's spell, the people he fought with were generally ordinary people, relying on the actual combat skills he had accumulated in the years of being on the road/mixing and his extraordinary strength.

There are ways in the rivers and lakes, and there are several kinds of roads, and people like them are mixed/mixed, and they take the road of the lower nine streams.

And most of the bright-faced characters in the rivers and lakes still have martial arts roads such as famous families.

Obviously, this self-proclaimed Baji Gate belongs to the high-ranking figure in the rivers and lakes, and he is also the person who is a real martial artist.

Lu Ming fought with him before, obviously he didn't have a killing opportunity, so Lu Ming had no killing power, but no killing opportunity, which can only be said to be a competition.

And the person in front of him is different, he has both killing momentum and killing moves, which can be regarded as a real fight.

Yang Shu felt arrogant in an instant, and he never expected that he would one day be able to fight with the top people in the rivers and lakes.

It's just right, just use him to try his gripper.

"Big Sparrow!" Yang Shu snorted softly, and with a wave of his right hand, like a sparrow, he put his hand on the tip of Mr. Yang's knife.

It looked extremely dangerous, but poplar's fingers on it fit very delicately at all, and it wouldn't hurt the blade at all.

And as Yang Shu's hand was on it, Mr. Yang's knife posture was biased, and he actually followed the power of Yang Shu.

Mr. Yang was shocked, and it was strange to say that he also felt that the power of the poplar tree was not very great, but his sword momentum was simply unable to resist.

"Second knife!" Mr. Yang knew that if he let the other party go on like this, he was afraid that he would have to follow him, so he immediately shouted, changed his move in the middle, and slashed at Yang Shu's right hand with a knife.

This knife is amazing, and it is the most proud knife that Mr. Yang has practiced in thirteen knives.

But Yang Shu didn't seem to see it, and shouted softly: "The fish swings its tail!" With a slight movement of his elbow, his fingers swayed like a fishtail, and instantly touched Mr. Yang's wrist.

Although it looks light this time, the middle force is very large, and this time it touches Mr. Yang's hand as if it is a heavy hammer.

While!

Just this moment, the short knife in Mr. Yang's hand was no longer easy to hold, and it fell to the ground in an instant.

Well!

Everyone was shocked, looking at the situation in surprise, it was really unimaginable that Yang Shu actually shot down the short knife in Mr. Yang's hand in the second move.

"Look for death!" Mr. Yang didn't expect that he would lose, and he lost so quickly, he immediately became furious and shouted at the poplar.

"Look for death!" Yang Shu drank lightly, and his elbow changed from swinging to bumping, directly hitting Mr. Yang's ribs.

"Ka!" like a huge iron impact, Mr. Yang only felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and flew out directly like a kite with a broken string.

"Thirteen knives, that's all!" Yang Shubao stepped forward and stepped on Mr. Yang's chest.

Wow! Mr. Yang didn't know whether he was trampled on or angry with him, so he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't be arrogant, our Baji Gate will not let you go!" Mr. Yang opened his scarlet eyes and roared at the poplar tree.

"I said I'd let you go if you just left. Now, I'm going to scrap your hand!" Poplar kicked his foot, and the ground shook, and the short knife flew up in an instant and was held in Poplar's hand.

"You dare!" Mr. Yang's eyes were torn apart, for a martial artist, a waste of hands means nothing.

"Then you try!" Poplar's voice seemed to have no emotion at all, and he was about to cut it down with a knife.

"Stop!" At this moment, a sudden shout came from behind him.

"If you dare to swing that knife, I guarantee you will regret it!" A middle-aged man appeared behind him, and his momentum looked like a person who had been in the top position for a long time, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura.

"Are you threatening me?" asked Poplar with a tilt of his head back.

"You can understand it like that!" The middle-aged man looked at him, "I, Xu Ye, do things and do what I say." ”

Xu Ye!

Rong Sheng was already desperate when he saw Yang Shu defeat the sword-wielding man, but he didn't expect that it would be Xu Ye himself behind him, and he immediately wanted to laugh wildly.

This kid is dead! He must be dead!

"Oh, it turns out that you are Xu Ye. Yang Shu finally put the knife away, and it felt like he was afraid of Xu Ye.

Mr. Yang escaped death and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young man, you're in good hands. But it's a pity that you offended my Xu Ye, as a punishment, I want to abolish your hands, so that people can know what will happen to me Xu Ye. When Xu Ye saw Yang Shu put away his knife, he finally sneered, in this land, who is not afraid of me?

"Waste my hands?" Yang Shu suddenly smiled and looked at Xu Ye like a stupid pen, "Do you think you still have the qualifications to say this?"

"Bold!" Those horse boys were already a little bold when they saw Xu Ye come out, and when they heard Yang Shu talking to Xu Ye like this, they immediately scolded loudly.

"You don't look at it, what kind of character you are! And Xu Ye, if you really call your master a group of lower ninth-raters, you are your master!" Yang Shu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the short knife in his hand suddenly swung out.

"Ahh

"Look for death!" Xu Ye's face changed, this poplar was slapping himself in the face!

"Waste my hands, surnamed Xu, I see if you are qualified!" Yang Shu shouted, pointed at Mr. Yang and said, "I will waste his hands, what are you going to do?"

Xu Ye was already so angry that his whole body was shaking, he could be regarded as an old qualification, but he never thought that he would be slapped in the face like this one day.

"Boy, I can guarantee that you will never be able to get out of Nanling! I will let you die without a place to be buried!"

Xu Ye was slapped in the face by Yang Shu today, if Yang Shu was allowed to leave like this, then he wouldn't have to mess up on the road.

"Give me a ...... Kill him and count him in!" Xu Ye roared wildly and gave orders to those horses.

(End of chapter)