Chapter 470: Snow Drifting World, Goodbye Simon (Requested)

Yan Tieshan glared and asked sharply, "Who are you, dare to be so rude?" ”

Yanagi Sanyan smiled and held the pitch-black Tang knife in his left hand in front of him.

"Yanagi Sanyan, it seems that you have figured it out." Seeing Tang Dao, Yan Tiezha recognized the identity of Liu Sheng Sanyan, squinted his eyes and smiled, this posture reminded Huang Chong of Cao Zhengchun when he was proud.

"yes, I figured it out, so I'm here, but it's you, are you ready?" Huang Chong glanced at Yan Tiezha and Huo Tianqing and asked.

"Ready for what?" Yan Tiezha asked.

"Die."

"Hahaha, there are many people in the world who want me to die, most of them want my wealth, but I still live to the present." Yan Tiezha said with a smile, without putting the threat of Liu Sheng Sanyan in his eyes at all, although the Jeweled Treasure Pavilion was not as good as the Great Inner Palace, it was not a place where anyone could come if they wanted to, and they could leave if they wanted.

"When I came, Hades told me that you didn't have a long life before, so you shouldn't die, but today, your life is over, and it's time to go to Hades to report." Huang Chong said coldly.

"Oh, you still know Hades?"

Huang Chong shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I know that as long as it's a dead person, Hades will take it." ”

"Someone's coming!" Yan Tiezha suddenly shouted loudly.

In the huge water pavilion, except for Lu Xiaofeng and others, as well as the Tsing Yi house slaves who served delicacies outside, this water pavilion was quiet inside and outside, and even a personal shadow could not be seen.

But after Yan Tiezha's shout, five people flew in outside the window, these five people were light and agile, and each held a different weapon in their hands, a Wu hook sword, a Yan Ling knife, a whip gun, a pair of chicken claw sickles, and an iron rod.

These five weapons are carefully crafted, and those who can use this kind of weapon must not be weak in martial arts, these five people lined up and stood behind Yan Tiezha.

"He's your friend?" Yan Tiezha pointed at Liu Sheng Sanyan, looked at Lu Xiaofeng and asked.

"Yes." Lu Xiaofeng nodded calmly.

"You're all in this together?"

"It's not."

"What about him, do you care?"

Yan Tiezha is still quite jealous of Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, and is afraid of Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts and the Jiangnan Hua family behind Hua Manlou.

"No matter, it's just that he's here to collect debts, and I'm also here to collect debts, but I don't know if it's the same debt." Lu Xiaofeng said.

"And what debt are you going to collect?" Yan Tiezha asked in a deep voice, his face gloomy and weird.

At this time, the mutation suddenly happened, Huang Chong made a move, he didn't come here to listen to their nonsense, Huang Chong didn't care what debt Lu Xiaofeng wanted to collect, he would strike first, and change later.

"Bang!" Huang Chong's wrist flicked, and the scabbard and Tang Dao automatically separated, and the scabbard was like a sharp arrow off the string, hitting the man holding the Yanling knife with lightning speed.

The man didn't even have time to scream, he was knocked away by the huge force on the scabbard, flew out of the window, only to hear a "poof" sound, fell into the water, and the blood instantly stained a piece of lotus pond water, but for the entire lotus pond, this blood is too insignificant.

Huang Chong was not worried that he would not be able to retrieve the scabbard, because the scabbard was inserted in his chest, and when a person died, the corpse would float up on its own, and the scabbard would naturally float up with it.

"No matter what the debt is, you must die today." Huang Chong held the knife in both hands, put the knife beside him, and said coldly.

"Up!" Yan Tiezha didn't care about asking Lu Xiaofeng, the speed of the scabbard just now was so fast that he couldn't react, if it hit him just now, his half life would probably be gone.

"Huh!"

Suddenly hearing the sound of the wind, a whip rolled towards Huang Chong's throat, and at the same time, the iron rod had also turned into a wind, sweeping Huang Chong's knees.

"Snow drifts in the world." Huang Chong didn't talk nonsense, as soon as he came up, he used a killing move, this is the first face in the world, the ultimate killer move of his two wives Liu Sheng Xue Ji and Liu Sheng Piao, and then Huang Chong spent several years to integrate the "Three Knives of the Nose Road" like a god and demon into it, and improved the Xue Piao world.

Put down the butcher knife to become a Buddha on the ground, and the three knives of the nose passage that are controlled are a beautiful knife technique.

The extremely powerful sword gang was like a falling snowflake, covering Yan Tiezha, Huo Tianqing and the four masters, while Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou and Su Shaoying on the side were all outside the sword momentum.

With such exquisite control, it can be seen that Huang Chong's mastery of the knife has reached the realm of perfection.

"What a beautiful move."

Hua Manlou said, although his eyes can't see, but his heart can feel it, he is a person who likes flowers, just like his name, his room, full of flowers, all year round, can smell the fragrance of flowers, feel the pulse of flowers.

It's just that although the flowers that bloom in the world are beautiful, it is difficult for Hua Manlou to really like them, because there is a flower in this world that he doesn't like, and that is - blood flowers.

Hua Manlou is a person who cherishes life.

Snow drifts in the world, not snow, but blood, each flower, means a human life, in the water pavilion, four flowers bloomed.

The five masters who were summoned by Yan Tiezha all died, and they died under Huang Chong's knife, just one sword.

"What a terrible knife." Lu Xiaofeng muttered to himself, he couldn't feel the feeling of Hua Manlou, what he saw was a knife technique that was extremely fast, sharp to the extreme, and ruthless to the extreme, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't even think of any swordsman in the rivers and lakes who could use a more terrifying knife than this one.

"You can let go of my sword, if you are missing, there will be a lot less fun in the rivers and lakes." Huang Chong looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said, his knife was caught between Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers, and it was precisely because of this that there was one less flower, and Yan Tiezha was still alive.

As for Huo Tianqing, his martial arts are above Yan Tiezha, maybe not as good as Lu Xiaofeng, but they are not far behind, not to mention that Huang Chong has no intention of killing him now, so he is still alive.

"It seems that the debt you have to collect is different from mine." Huang Chong said.

"yes, so he can't die yet." Lu Xiaofeng let go of his fingers and said.

"So you owe me a favor." Huang Chong said.

"Yes."

"Hmm." Huang Chong nodded, then turned around and looked out the door,

Outside the door there was a man, a man who stood upright, dressed in white like snow, but the sword at his waist was black, pitch black, narrow, and ancient.

Ximen blows snow, he promised to help Lu Xiaofeng, naturally he will not miss the appointment, so he has been following Lu Xiaofeng, but he didn't appear, and now he has appeared.

"I've been looking for you for half a year." Ximen Fuxue looked at Huang Chong and said, although Huang Chong was easy to face, he saw through it at a glance.

"Hehe, Lao Xi, we meet again, but now, I'm afraid you don't want to use your sword anymore."

Huang Chong's knife just now was not only to solve the trouble at one time, but also to show Ximen the snow.

"You are Huang Chong!" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly understood, pointed at Liu Sheng Sanyan and said.

"Yes, due to some special reasons, my strength has declined, and I have to change my makeup, but now there is no need for this."

Saying that, Huang Chong tore off the human skin mask on his face, and at the same time, his figure changed a little, becoming stronger, and holding up his clothes slightly, this is Huang Chong's true face.

"It's really not necessary." Lu Xiaofeng said. 8)