Saying bad things about people behind their backs is afraid of being heard, especially by the person concerned.

Of course, the big man with the scarface didn't know that what he had just heard them talking about and sneering at was the biggest joke in his mouth. The reason why he was so nervous that he even woke up half of his alcohol was mainly because the town they were in was strictly the territory of Excalibur Villa.

Don't look at the scar-faced big man, he seems to be disdainful of Divine Sword Villa, but he actually knows very well in his heart that compared to the behemoth of Divine Sword Villa, he is simply a drop in the ocean. If the other party really wants to erase him, he doesn't have to work hard at all.

Just like why he didn't agree to the invitation of the so-called friend called Qingfeng Thirteen Cottage at that time, it was not because he said that he had important things to deal with, but he knew very well that with his ability, he was not enough to participate in the raid of the Divine Sword Villa.

Not to mention that the action of the Thirteen Commanders of the Clear Breeze may not be successful, even if it is really successful, the valuable ones in the loot will not be his turn to take it. This kind of action that is not proportional to the effort and the gain, he will not join it if he lacks the heart.

In fact, a person like him, who seems to be a rough mine, but is actually cautious, should not speak ill of Shenjian Villa in the sphere of influence of Shenjian Villa. But when the strength of this wine came up, he couldn't help it.

Of course, in fact, if it is an ordinary person, he just said it, and the other party may not be able to hear it and hear it clearly. After all, even though he was drunk, he noticed this aspect and deliberately lowered his voice. But what he didn't expect was that in an inn in such a remote town, in addition to his three brothers, there were also Jianghu guests who were not weak in kung fu here, and they also heard his words.

So when he was awakened by Xie Feihong's words and his alcohol strength was suppressed, he immediately reacted, and he definitely couldn't let the person who had just heard them talk about walk out of this inn alive. Otherwise, he would most likely have to face not only the pursuit of him in the Divine Sword Villa, but also the Qingfeng Thirteen Villages.

was leaked out by him, Qingfeng Thirteen Village would never let him go, and maybe even his friend was the one who chased him the fiercest.

Thinking of this, the scar-faced man couldn't help but press his hand on the knife, slowly turned his head like a machine, and looked at Xie Feihong in the direction where he had just spoken, and said coldly: "What? Do you have a problem with what I just said? ”

"Can't you?" Xie Feihong said lightly while tasting the water first.

"Of course you can," the scar-faced man drew a knife in his hand, stood up without smiling, and slowly walked to Xie Feihong's side and said, "I want to be tolerant of the dead." ”

"Oh, it seems that you seem to be very confident in yourself," Xie Feihong played.

"Of course," the scar-faced man said with a cruel smile: "I, Cao, have been in the rivers and lakes for thirty years, and I am still alive and better, do you think I should be confident." ”

"You practice knives?" Xie Feihong glanced at the single knife in the other party's hand and asked.

"Yes, more than a dozen spring and autumn!" The scar-faced man also glanced at the blood-sheathed long knife that Xie Feihong put on the table, and said in a deep voice: "You also learn knives?" ”

"It's just rough," Xie Feihong said lightly.

"Rough?" The scar-faced man greedily glanced at the blood-sheathed long knife and squinted, "That's really a pity for this knife, but it doesn't matter, because it will soon find a better and more suitable owner." ”

"Better and more suitable? Are you talking about you? Xie Feihong raised his head and looked at the scar-faced man and chuckled.

"Of course," the scar-faced man said with a resolute expression, "a good knife should be accompanied by a good master." ”

"Good host? Hehe," Xie Feihong couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this: "You good master, give me a number, let me know what kind of person can be worthy of my knife." ”

"It's okay," the scar-faced man squinted, "so that you don't know who you died at the hands of someone when you enter the Yama Palace." ”

"Listen," the scar-faced man shook the knife in his hand lightly and said with a smug expression: "I am Cao Yang, the hundred battle sword among the three heroes of the Northwest known as the Jianghu people, Cao Sanye!" Remember, don't ask Hades, I don't know the name of the lord yet! ”

"Master?" Xie Feihong turned his gaze to the glass of water in his hand again, smiled, and said sarcastically: "There is really no tiger in the mountains, the monkey is called the king, anyone dares to call himself a master, and anyone dares to say that he practices swords." ”

"You're looking for death!" The scar-faced man couldn't help but say angrily when he heard this, and then he didn't say much nonsense, and directly slashed at Xie Feihong's head with a knife.

"Bracket noise!" Xie Feihong sat still in the face of the lightning-like knife, directly stretched out two fingers, and firmly clamped the knife of the scar-faced man who was enough to crack the stone, so that it could not advance an inch.

"This is? A finger at the spirit rhino?! Are you Lu Xiaofeng?! The scar-faced man couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the long knife in his hand was firmly held by Xie Feihong, and couldn't help but say, "No, it's not right!" Lu Xiaofeng has four eyebrows, what kind of person are you! ”

"Is it important?" Xie Feihong said lightly.

"You! ......" The scar-faced man looked at Xie Feihong and grabbed his knife with a heavy weight, and couldn't help but retreat, while looking for a way out, he quickly changed his face, and said with a smile: "What you said is right, it's not important, it's not important." The little one damn it, you must have seen it, the little one just drank a little too much, so he was a little unscrupulous. Adults don't care about villains......"

"How many years have you been in the middle of the world?" Xie Feihong directly hit the scar-faced man's words and asked lightly.

The scar-faced man was slightly stunned when he heard this, although a trace of bad premonition surged in his heart, he still replied truthfully: "It's been nearly 20 years." ”

"That's it, that's long enough," Xie Feihong played with the teacup in his hand and said lightly: "Since you have drunk this river and lake for so long, why haven't you understood the truth that disaster comes from your mouth!" ”

After speaking, Xie Feihong didn't wait for the scar-faced man to reply, and the pair of fingers that were holding the opponent's single knife suddenly forced, and when a crisp sound sounded, the steel knife was cut off.

Before the scar-faced man could recover from his shock, Xie Feihong slashed his throat with the broken knife of his fingertips, and then his eyes gradually lost their brilliance.

Casually put the broken knife on the table, Xie Feihong gently wiped his hands with a handkerchief, took a certain amount of silver and put it on the table, and when he settled the bill, he gestured to Xie An beside him, and then took the long blood-sheathed knife he placed on the table and turned away.

"Hey, master, I haven't looked for your money yet," Xiao Er picked up the silver and roughly checked the authenticity, and then said hurriedly to Xie Feihong and the two who were walking out.

"I will reward you for washing the floor," Xie Feihong replied without replying and disappeared outside the door.

"Huh? Floor scrubbing? Xiao Er was slightly stunned, and then reacted quickly, and looked at the scar-faced man who he felt very strange just now, and had been standing here without moving.

Glancing at the broken knife with obvious blood stains on the table, the shopkeeper couldn't help but swallow it, and then squeezed out a smiling face tremblingly, gently touched the scar-faced man and said, "This master...... Yes! ”

Although he had long expected that this might be the result, in the face of a headless corpse that had just been touched by him and fell off his entire head, the shopkeeper couldn't help but scream in shock, and even the ingot of silver in his hand fell on the table.

"Master Cao!" The two companions of the scar-faced man couldn't help but rush over at this time, there was no way, Xie Feihong's shot just now was too fast, they didn't see that the other party had actually used the truncation knife to cut off his eldest brother's head!

"What a quick knife! What a ruthless man! The toothless man muttered.

Although his martial arts may not be very high, his eyesight is still there, and he can judge from the wound just how fast Xie Feihong swung the knife just now!

"Who is he? When did such a master with a knife appear in the rivers and lakes? The other nose had a nose ring on it, but he was concerned about another aspect.

The man who was missing his front teeth couldn't help but come to his senses when he heard this, glanced around, couldn't help but stare at one of the objects, and said solemnly: "I know who he is!" ”

"What? Who is he? The man with the nose ring asked urgently.

The man with the missing front teeth did not answer directly, but instead pointed to the object he saw.

It turned out that this object was actually the silver ingots that Xie Feihong had come to pay the bill and was dropped on the table by Xiao Er, only to see the silver flipping towards them on the side with four big characters engraved on it: Shenjian Villa.