"Which one is Master Ma?" Zhao Li lightly pressed his hand, stunned the two soldiers, and threw them to the ground casually.

"Who are you?"

"Someone!"

Some of the officials and gentry on the field shouted at Zhao Li, and some raised their voices to shout, and they all looked at Zhao Li with some fear, and the big man in front of him was almost as tall as the door, with tendons and flesh that held the military uniform tightly, coupled with a bright bald head and the scar on his face... It's simply synonymous with "Jiangyang Thief".

"You're General Ma, right?" Zhao Li didn't pay attention to these people at all, looked around the VIP hall by himself, and finally moved his gaze to the main seat of the banquet.

"It's this official, who is coming!" Lord Ma on the main seat stood up, his face gloomy, and asked Zhao Li.

"The one who killed you. Zhao Li bent down and picked up the saber from the chief soldier who had fainted on the ground, killing this kind of dog officer, and there was no need to defile his small wood axe.

Master Ma looked at Zhao Li's understatement that he wanted to kill, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly, he held down the suspicion in his heart, slowly pulled out his sword from his waist, and shouted at the same time: "But there are righteous people and this official to capture this thief together!"

Master Ma has been a soldier and an official for decades, and he has seen a lot of strong winds and waves, which can be regarded as rolling in the pile of dead people, and the enemy is even more ignorant of geometry, and then listening to the noise downstairs, as well as the voices of "protecting the adult" that are getting closer and closer, I know that as long as I survive a while, the soldiers who guard can arrive.

Even if the other party is a master, but after this short period of time, Master Ma is still a little confident, he has been fighting horses for many years, and has experienced more than 100 battles of all sizes, if he is poor, he would have died on the battlefield long ago.

"Protect Ma-sama!"

"Daring fanatic!"

"I'm willing to help Master Ma take down this assassin!"

After Lord Ma's words were shouted, among the guests attending the banquet, an official and two sons of wealthy gentlemen stood up.

"Lord Song, as well as these two righteous soldiers, when this thief is taken, this official will ask for credit for you!"

The official who stood up was a criminal officer surnamed Song, who was born in a criminal arrest family, and naturally had martial arts, at this moment he slowly pulled out his sword and pointed at Zhao Li.

The other two gentlemen, who just had a little spare money at home, invited the master to teach them some martial arts, and they did not have swords on them, so they lifted the chair under them as a weapon.

Zhao Li carried the guard's saber and strode towards Master Ma, and the other officials and guests along the way retreated in fear, leaving only the official and the two sons of the gentry.

"Bold thief, is there still a king law in your eyes?" Seeing Zhao Li coming over so arrogantly, the criminal officer Song Ti shouted, and rushed over with a sword, and the other two sons of the gentry saw that someone was on it, and they also rushed towards Zhao Li with a chair.

Zhao Li's pace towards General Ma did not slow down by half because of this, but with a wave of the long knife in his hand, a brilliant sword flashed in this VIP hall.

Sonor!

With a crisp sound, a long sword was knocked away from afar, and the officer who rushed to the front covered his neck with his hands, blood was flowing from between his fingers, and he made a sound of "ho, ho, ho", and stepped back step by step, his eyes wide open and full of fear, and then he fell to the ground.

And the two sons of the gentry, the chair in one of his hands had been thrown on the ground, and he was pressing his upper body in horror, only to see a thin red blood line appearing on his chest, and large blood beads dripping from the red line.

The gentleman who rushed to the end was not injured, but the chair in his hand had been split in half with a knife, and the whole person seemed to be greatly frightened, and was retreating backwards.

The knife just now didn't use any moves, it was purely a perfect combination of strength and speed, this retreating gentleman, Zhao Li didn't pay attention to it, and while flicking the long knife in his hand, he shook off the blood beads while continuing to approach Ma Zongbing.

Ma Zongbing looked at Zhao Li every step closer, and a lot of beads of sweat came out on his forehead, he knew the criminal officer just now, and his martial arts were put in the rivers and lakes, although he could only be regarded as second-rate, but it was not worse than ordinary generals, at least he thought that his martial arts were not much stronger than this criminal officer.

The knife that Zhao Li casually waved just now had already made him understand that he was afraid that he had miscalculated, and with his martial arts, he was afraid that he would not be able to block three or five knives.

"That man, do you have any misunderstanding with the official? Master Ma's previous composure was gone, and he was also retreating.

Zhao Li ignored it at all and continued to stride forward.

"This official can give you money, and you can..." Master Ma's backward steps were stopped, because there was a wall behind him.

"Anything you say is going to die. Zhao Li said indifferently, he was already only a few steps away from Master Ma.

"If you want to kill this official, it's not that easy! The person this official has killed is better than you-" Master Ma was forced into a corner, shouting and raising his sword high, his eyes were also red-he could already hear the footsteps and shouts of a large number of soldiers outside the door, as long as he held on for a little longer...

Hmmm-

Master Ma stopped shouting abruptly, and a thin red line stretched from his forehead to his chest, and in the next second, the whole person fell to the ground with a pop.

Just as soon as the long knife in his hand slashed down, Zhao Li completed the revenge task delivered by Mr. Yu's darthead.

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As the "Ip Man" who is the leader of the night market in H City, he feels that it is great to come to the space of the reincarnation of death, this is a paradise created for outlaws like him, in this first world, he has already gained many unimaginable abilities, if he can return to the real society, he can become an underground emperor of the city.

With this lofty concept, Ip Man carried a special long knife, led a group of soldiers, and rushed to the top floor of the drunken pavilion quickly, the boss who easily climbed to the second floor just now, with the skills he showed, he would definitely drop a lot of good things, and he couldn't let go;

"Damn!" When Ye Man finally arrived at the VIP hall on the third floor, he was shocked to find that the two goals he could complete had become one, Ma Zongbing had turned into a dead corpse, and the boss was carrying a knife and preparing to escape.

"Damn, you still want to run, run your mother!" Ye Man saw it, and directly shouted angrily, holding a long knife and rushing straight at the assassin.