"Oh, your own people, you should know that neither so-and-so nor your master will be your own people!" the blacksmith sneered, "how do you know that you are but a dog beside him?"

The black shadow slowly stepped forward, revealing a square face from the darkness, with red phoenix eyes, thin eyebrows, gutter nose, sallow and gloomy face, blue clothes, black gloves on both hands, and a long knife hanging from his waist.

"It turns out that the blacksmith can also be so quick to speak? The master has let you go again and again, but you still don't know what to do! If you want me to say, you should have died a long time ago!" The furious square face looked up and looked around, and said with a cruel smile, "Do you know that these eight crossbow archers are the best marksmen in my secret door? And all of them are masters of the Netherworld, and they warn you for the last time, return to your blacksmith shop and beat your iron honestly!" Hmph...... Even if I were a dog, you would die at the hands of a dog tonight, so wouldn't you be as good as a dog?"

The blacksmith looked at him with disdain, then crossed his hands, looked up at the men on the roof, and stopped looking at him. This is an extreme contempt. Of course, these people can't stop him, but he wants to save the most strength to deal with more difficult enemies.

"Look for death!!! If you don't go back, I'll give the order to release the arrow!" said Quartet's face angrily, he raised his hand, and the moment he put it down, he believed that the great blacksmith in front of him would be pierced into a hornet's nest.

Suddenly, a white shadow appeared on the roof, and the shadow carried a piece of knife light, which was dazzling.

The night sky resounded with the sound of a knife slashing through the throat and a human body falling to the ground.

The face of the square changed, and when he turned around, a pale scholar was standing behind him, and there was not a trace of blood on the blade that was three feet and three feet long. But he knew that it was this knife, this person, who killed the eight crossbow archers of the Youquan period in an instant. There were eight of them, and they didn't even shoot a single crossbow arrow.

"It's you?!! I really underestimated you!" Quartet looked at the scholar with a look of surprise, the scholar in front of him was the person who came out of the blacksmith shop with a hundred knives, and now when he saw Li Xiangru's posture, he already knew that the four people sent had been killed. I really underestimated this scholar, but I didn't expect that he was still a cultivator, and his realm was still not low.

"Uh...... It's me. By the way, the four people who followed me just now were your people, right? I'm sorry, they tried to snatch my knife, and I told them that the knife was very sharp and couldn't be played, but they didn't believe it, and then they ...... Just ......" The person who came was Li Xiangru, and at this time he deliberately said with embarrassment on his face: "They ...... I tried it with my neck...... And then...... Hee-hee...... There is no then. ”

Li Xiangru grinned, and the white teeth were unusually bright in the moonlight.

"Hi, senior cow, hello. I'm passing by, in fact, it's not a passing, I've tried this knife, it's very good, it's sharp, it's sharper than my master has described to me, I like it very much. Thank you......" Li Xiangru greeted the cattle blacksmith.

Killing someone, but saying that someone else used his neck to test the sharpness of the knife? Blacksmith Niu narrowed his eyes and stretched out, Senior Brother Mo accepted a good disciple and killed several crossbowmen in an instant. Although it was because he stood here and attracted almost all the attention that Li Xiangru succeeded, the premise of the trick was that he must also have strength. However, he still didn't think that Li Xiangru would be the opponent of this square face, so he said coldly: "What are you doing here? It's none of your business here, get out!"

"Forehead......" Li Xiangru touched his nose and couldn't answer. I felt my hot face sticking to my cold ass again...... Bah...... It's a misrepresentation. Still, that's okay.

Li Xiangru said to the ignored square face: "Fang Wantian, the deputy helmsman of the secret door of the Tsing Yi Gang, forty-three years old, a good woman, in the middle of the void, good at crossbow arrows, crossbow arrows hidden in the sleeve, of course, the most important thing is that many people don't know that in addition to the thirteen arrows in your sleeve, there are three hidden in the soles of the two shoes, right?"

"Senior Niu, do you think I'm doing my homework okay?" Li Xiangru said to the blacksmith Niu with a smile on his face.

"You, how do you know?" Fang Wantian's heart was shocked, many people knew that he was good at arrows in his sleeve, but no one knew that he had six arrows on the soles of his shoes. Who is this sick scholar, why can't he see his realm, and how can he know his secret?

Lee Sang-ru bowed to the blacksmith and began to show a serious expression on his face.

"Senior Niu, you go and do your business, this person will be handed over to me!"

The bull blacksmith saw Li Xiangru's solemn expression, and looked at him looking at Fang Wantian, and there was more hatred in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange. Maybe he has some grudges? He wants to settle it himself? But can he do it? I couldn't help but say a little worriedly: "Are you sure it's okay?"

Li Xiangru nodded to Senior Niu and said, "Well, I just broke through the realm, and I want to try how much gap there is between me and the people of the previous Void Netherworld Realm." Senior, please rest assured, now that you have this knife, there will be no problem in dealing with him. Moreover, I have a brother who was injured in his hand, and now his life and death are unknown, in fact, I came to him. It has to be settled, and it is counted now. ”

The cattle blacksmith was still a little hesitant.

"Senior, don't worry!" Li Xiangru smiled confidently and said, "Leave it to me here!

The bull blacksmith stared at Li Xiangru for a while, and nodded if he was lost. Then walk straight over. Although this kid's realm is only Netherworld, but he is capable of defeating eight crossbowmen in the Netherworld, so it is not impossible to skip the level and kill! This kid can be so powerful?

The square-faced fingers pressed the handle of the knife, ready to draw the knife at any time, but the blacksmith glanced coldly when he walked over, and the aura that exuded was not weaker than that of the Returning Cloud Period made him stop the movement in his hand. His heart couldn't help but tremble. This old man has hidden his strength! His cultivation has not been weakened, let alone sealed! The aura he exudes now is at least the second in the middle of the Guiyun Period! In front of this old man, he will be vulnerable! It turns out that he is not worried at all about us coming to this block, nor is he worried that we can kill him. The closer you get, the stronger the locking breath becomes!

Niu Blacksmith and Li Xiangru passed by, paused when they were side by side, patted Li Xiangru lightly and said, "Be careful." ”

After saying that, stride forward.

Fang Wantian felt that the vest was already soaking wet, and he didn't dare to move. If there is really someone in this world who is not afraid of death, but that person is not him! A few days ago, he just accepted a little concubine who is like a flower and jade, and if he dies here tonight, then everything about him will belong to someone else, not to him!

Forcing himself to calm down Wan Tian quietly watched the blacksmith leave, until that powerful aura was taken back, then he stared at Li Xiangru coldly, and Danfeng's eyes showed a thick killing intent! The task was not completed, and he had broken eight good hands, and the only chance for him to be punished was to kill the scholar in front of him and take away the Baipi Knife.

"Oh...... Are you staring at this knife?" Li Xiangru observed that Fang Wantian was staring at this knife full of greed, as if he had seen through his heart. He chuckled twice and said, "Do you think you can get this knife and go back to atone for your sins?"

Fang Wantian frowned, stood with his hands in his hands, closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. The scholar in front of him killed eight people in the blink of an eye, and pretended to be relaxed when he landed, but the fine sweat on his forehead had betrayed his hard work. People who live in the dark all year round have especially good eyesight. Just entered the realm, which means that the cultivation is not stable enough, and the Baipi knife is only in his hands for two hours, which means that he may not be able to have a heart and soul with the knife, and he should still be weak in cooperation. A scholar has been dealing with the writings of the great Confucian sages all year round, but he doesn't have so much time to practice swords. It's just that this kid's cultivation is a little weird, and I don't know how much he is. Dispatching two sleeves of arrows and crossbows at the same time, how sure can you hit him? This great blacksmith is a great grandmaster-level refiner, and the Baipi knife in his hand is extremely hard and sharp, how should he deal with it?

In just an instant, Fang Wantian analyzed the stakes of the battle and several ways to deal with it.

Li Xiangru glanced at Fang Wantian, who was meditating with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but cheer up. The eight people he killed just now had indeed consumed a lot of his spiritual power, and if it weren't for the power of his body and the power of the Hundred Sword, and some tricks, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to kill them. Fang Wantian has been famous for a long time, and his cultivation and combat experience are above him. Of course, he felt the powerful aura released by Senior Niu just now, but there was no pressure on him, but it was a kind of aura that renewed him.

Fang Wantian needed to think calmly, and Li Xiangru also needed time to recover some of the aura that he had consumed when he killed the eight people just now.

Suddenly, Fang Wantian opened his eyes and said in his heart, "Oh no! The iron striker will not release his breath for no reason, this breath has only two purposes, one is to suppress him, and the other is to heal Li Xiangru. From the beginning of the iron striker, the first step was to suppress him, and at the same time renew the aura to Li Xiangru, and it is even possible that this strength can instantly improve Li Xiangru's combat effectiveness for a moment. Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated to reach out for the knife, lifted the knife sideways, and rushed over, the tip of the knife was picked up at Li Xiangru from the bottom up, and the knife was fierce!

If this knife is slashed, Li Xiangru will be split in half.

Li Xiangru raised his eyebrows, his feet were a little on the ground, his body was slightly sideways, and he retreated with strength. The blade-sharp cold scraped across his pale cheeks. After Kankan escaped, he had palpitations. He once again brushed shoulders with death, Fang Wantian deserves to be the helmsman of the secret door!

Fang Wantian, who missed the blow, instantly swung out two qi to block Li Xiangru's left and right retreats, so that Li Xiangru could only retreat! At the same time, he pulled the mechanism in the glove, and two short arrows on the left and right shot straight at Li Xiangru's face door, which opened a distance of five steps.

The sticky knife method and the arrows at close range are his most common and effective attack methods! As if he had seen Lee Sang-ru become a dead man!

This set of smooth movements, he has tried on countless living people, and he has tried it again and again! Under the realm of the same level, he has killed many people in seconds.

"Ding Ding ......" There were two crisp metal collision sounds, and the four-finger-wide Baipi knife was across Li Xiangru's face, successfully blocking the two arrows, but the strong force still pushed him back a few steps.

Fang Wantian did not underestimate the enemy, and he had made accurate calculations in terms of the force of the crossbow arrow and the trajectory of the flying ground. However, he couldn't figure out how Li Xiangru dodged this nirvana. Fang Wantian's face showed a look of doubt and heaviness, he didn't hit, and even the force infused in the arrow didn't hurt Li Xiangru. I am afraid that this person's realm is above him!! Seeing that he is so young, and since his realm is so profound, why is it still difficult to perform?