The carriage was very spacious, and even if Yue Zhou and Butterfly Jun sat in it together, they would not feel crowded at all.

On the small desk, the chef's freshly cooked dishes and warm wine are set up, and the aroma is full of aroma and wine.

At this time, Butterfly Jun did not act like a guest at all, but was more comfortable than Yue Zhou, the host.

Lying on the soft cushion, smelling the wine, he sighed: "Which young master are you?" is so good at playing when you go out, and you can only see it in Butterfly Jun's life. ”

Yue Zhou patted his head at this time, poured a glass of wine for Butterfly Jun, and said with a smile: "But I forgot, the three young masters of the sword in the next world have no intention." But you can also call me Yue Zhou. ”

"Oh?! The world seals the knife? The famous knife gate in the bitter realm, I heard that the power is very large, you are their young master, what are you looking for me for? Butterfly Jun picked up the wine in the cup, sniffed lightly, and was full of intoxication.

Yue Zhou smiled and said nothing, and Butterfly Jun didn't care: "If you don't want to say it, forget it, there are a lot of troubles in a big organization like you." ”

Obviously, Butterfly Jun seemed to have misunderstood something, and Yue Zhou didn't intend to explain.

Lying on the cushion on his back, Butterfly Jun drank all the wine in the cup, and exclaimed: "Praise! Good wine, soft in the mouth, at least 50 years old cellar rice wine. Tasteful, Butterfly Jun appreciates you. ”

Yue Zhou chuckled instead: "I heard that Butterfly Jun is from overseas, and his customs and habits are very different from those of the Central Plains, so I originally thought that Butterfly Jun was not used to drinking the wine of the Central Plains." ”

"Follow the local customs, you've been here for a long time, and you're naturally used to it."

Inside the carriage, Butterfly Jun and Yue Zhou chatted with each other.

Suddenly, Butterfly Jun set his eyes on Yue Zhou's long knife.

"The knife is a good knife, but seeing that your inner foundation is so shallow, your martial arts should be sparse, do you really know how to use a knife?" Butterfly Monarch.

Yue Zhou gently held the long knife with a sheath and held it horizontally in front of him: "I can't call it a knife, but I was born in the world to seal the knife, and I know a little bit." ”

In fact, Yue Zhou really didn't talk nonsense.

Maybe he was suspicious, or he saw that the human immortal martial arts was not suitable for "Emperor Extreme Heaven Slash Style" at all.

After Yue Zhou cultivated the Human Immortal Martial Dao, Dao Wuji had no intention of teaching him the "Emperor Extreme Heavenly Slash Style" at all, so he had no choice but to buy the "Thunder Hell Sword Sutra", a martial saint sword technique in the human immortal martial arts.

The Thunder Hell Sword Sutra is a sword technique of the Martial Saint Realm, but it is different from other immortal martial arts.

This knife technique abandons all the functions of boiling the body and studying the spirit, and it is a knife technique purely used for killing.

Giving up everything else, in exchange for the ultimate lethality, a swing of the knife, is to concentrate all their spirit, will, essence, and gather a knife, in exchange for the terrifying power.

This kind of knife technique has nothing to do with detachment and sublimation, it is a knife technique purely used to kill the enemy, and it is a real killing technique.

Yue Zhou practiced hard every day when he sealed the sword in the world, and finally cultivated the innate martial artist realm of the unity of spirit and flesh within a year, and he began to cultivate the "Thunder Prison Sword Sutra".

There are three major killing moves in this knife technique: the first move 'Thunder Arc Light', the second move 'Yin Yang Purgatory', and the third move 'Heaven and Earth Oven'.

The realm of the innate martial artist, only then can he comprehend and practice the first move 'Thunder Arc Light', after this move is perfected, unfold the knife momentum, the knife is like an electric python arc light, flashing all over the body, water splashes in, even if it is a rain of arrows, it can't be pierced in a short time.

As for the 'Yin Yang Purgatory' in the back, it is necessary to reach the realm of the great master of the marrow to cultivate, and the 'Heaven and Earth Oven' can only be cultivated by reaching the realm of the Martial Saint.

Yue Zhou was on Shenwu Peak, and he had been practicing the knife of 'Thunder Arc Light' to the point of perfection, so he dared to come out and walk the rivers and lakes.

According to Yue Zhou's own estimates, he may not be a master now, but he should not be an ordinary demon Dao horn that can deal with.

If you grasp the opportunity well and use the 'Thunder Arc Light', even a third-rate master will be cut by himself.

It's just that, thinking of this, Yue Zhou had a whim and looked at Butterfly Jun: "Little Butterfly, do you sell your knife skills?" ”

"Little ...... Little butterfly?! Butterfly Jun's tone suddenly changed: "I am the number one killer in the Northern Regions, you dare to call me with such a tasteless name!" ”

"Don't care, don't care." Yue Zhou waved his hand, it didn't matter.

He is very familiar with Butterfly-kun's temper, except for when he touches the gold and the future Gongsun Yue, Butterfly-kun is actually not a particularly difficult person to get along with.

At least, he doesn't care about such small things.

"But forget it. You can call it how you like, and I have always been very patient with powerful guests. Butterfly Jun raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care after all, and his voice changed: "However, do you want to buy my knife technique?" ”

"How's that for you? Is it sold? Yue Zhou looked at Butterfly Jun with interest.

"Sell! But, can you afford it? Butterfly King's knife is sky-high. ”

"Really?! 500,000 taels of gold, is it enough? "With the truth trading network behind him, Yue Zhou is really wealthy.

As soon as this sentence came out, even Butterfly Jun was moved: "500,000 taels of gold? It's such a big deal, is the world really so rich? ”

"...... you want?" Yue Zhou felt a little funny and looked at Butterfly Jun.

"Butterfly-kun can't help but want to do a business." Butterfly-kun was blunt.

Yue Zhou laughed: "Really? But unfortunately, this money is not sealed by the world. ”

"Aren't you afraid of bringing disaster upon yourself?" Butterfly Jun looked at Yue Zhou, and his hand had already quietly helped the butterfly chop.

Yue Zhou smiled faintly: "I'm really not afraid." If Butterfly Jun is a villain who is unscrupulous for money, the amount of gold in the entire Yinchuan must have increased tenfold now. ”

"Hmmm! It makes sense, although gold is good, Butterfly Jun has his own principles. Butterfly Jun nodded, and looked at Yue Zhou's eyes with more appreciation: "However, you are so relieved to leave your fate to others to decide?" ”

Yue Zhou drank the wine in the cup: "Naturally not, the more important reason is that if I don't want to, no one can take half of this gold." ”

Butterfly-kun shook his head: "Although I don't know where you got your confidence, Butterfly-kun appreciates you." ”

"However, appreciation is appreciation, and business is business. My knife skills can be sold, but 500,000 taels of gold is not enough! At this time, Butterfly Jun changed his voice again and turned the topic back.

When Yue Zhou heard this, he was even more interested: "Then how much do you want?" ”

"This butterfly looks at you pleasing to the eye, gold million, the butterfly king will never hide his selfishness, can you afford it?"

"Tsk. Forget it about it, let's talk about it when I have money. Yue Zhou shook his head and replied with a smile.

"Phew!"

At this moment, the carriage stopped, and at the same time, a noisy sound came from outside the carriage.

"Childe, a bandit is coming!" At this time, the coachman opened the curtain, but he looked calm towards Yue Zhoudao.

He watched Yue Zhou enter the Yinchuan Butterfly Valley and take Butterfly Jun into the car, what are these little thieves?

"Tsk! What an uninteresting group of trash fish. Butterfly Jun said nonchalantly.

"That's right, who made your little butterfly famous, I found an escort before, and the guards who specialize in dealing with these miscellaneous fish bandits were scared away by you. Now, these bandits naturally dare to come out. Yue Zhou covered his forehead and said helplessly.

The reason why he had previously sought out guards to protect the carriage was to avoid these unnecessary troubles.

It's a pity that the guards didn't have much courage, and when Yue Zhou came out of Yinchuan, they all ran away, leaving only the coachman and the chef.

So now there is only such a lonely carriage left, which looks very magnificent, and there is no guard, so it has naturally become fat in the eyes of these bandits.

"Blame me?" Butterfly Jun looked indifferent and lost a peanut into the mouth.

"What do I want to ask?" At this time, Yue Zhou looked at Butterfly Jun.

Butterfly Jun was lying on the cushion, and he didn't look outside: "What are you looking at?" A group of miscellaneous fish that are not even a demon horn, do you want to let Butterfly Jun take action himself? ”

"Don't you know how to do martial arts, go and send them away?" As he spoke, Butterfly Jun added a peanut, which was crispy and flavorful.

While eating, he also shouted: "The chef in the back, I'm tired of bringing another plate of peanuts." ”

"......" Yue Zhou was speechless.

"Forget it, do it yourself, you have not practiced it yourself after you have practiced it yourself, and now you can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."

"Alas. Hiring bodyguards or working hard, life is hard! ”

As he spoke, Yue Zhou held the long knife at his waist and got out of the carriage.

In front of the carriage, there were more than a dozen fierce men, all with knives.

"Haha...... I thought there was anyone in the carriage? So it's such a little white face? Seeing Yue Zhou get out of the car, the bandits on the opposite side immediately relaxed and laughed.

Although Yue Zhou cultivates human immortal martial arts and has a strong physical body, his body is not burly, and his strength is deeply introverted, and he looks like a son-in-law who has no power to restrain a chicken.

"Oh?! And with a knife! It looks like a good knife, and it's time to replace this knife. One of the one-eyed bandits burst out laughing.

"What a rambling thing! Seeing that this kid is a rich man, don't be stunned, hurry up and clean up, so as not to have too many dreams at night. The leading bandit snorted.

The one-eyed thief held the big knife and strode over: "Little white face, you are unlucky." ”

The one-eyed bandit came near and was about to cut it down with a single sword.

Yue Zhou looked indifferent, as if he hadn't seen it.

It's just that when the bandit's big knife was raised, the momentum was vicious.

His body suddenly moved, as fast as a rabbit, so fast that people didn't have time to react, a silver light lit up, and the long knife came out of its sheath.

A faint red thread appeared in the throat of the one-eyed bandit, and then, the red thread quickly turned into a blood line, and blood spilled out.

"Giggle...... The one-eyed bandit had already clutched his throat and collapsed before he could react to what was happening.

The leading bandit's face changed suddenly: "It's a hard stubble, shoulder to shoulder!" ”

When the words fell, the bandit rushed with a big knife on his head, the person was like an arrow, and the mud under his feet was trampled out of deep footprints, and suddenly, the knife light had fallen on Yue Zhou's head.

Yue Zhou's mood was calm at this time, and he didn't have any special feelings after killing.

Seize the opportunity, slash towards the sky, block upward, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, surging vigorously, but the imposing bandit man was shocked and took a few steps back.

Yue Zhou's innate martial artist realm, the unity of spirit and flesh, long physical strength, hard bones, and strong internal organs, how could a small thief and a big man be able to shake him?

If the sword fails, the bandit man will never have a chance again, and the innate martial artist walks like lightning.

Before there was time to react, the Hundred Refining Long Knife had already pierced through the body of the bandit leader, and blood splattered.

"Big brother!" Suddenly there were a few exclamations, but their movements were not slow.

These bandits are all veterans, taking this opportunity, they have already surrounded Yue Zhou, and with tacit understanding, more than a dozen steel knives slashed over at the same time, wrapping the surrounding retreat to death, seeing that Yue Zhou has reached the most dangerous situation.

At this moment, Yue Zhou's eyes changed, the muscles and bones of his body shook suddenly, his internal organs moved violently, the blood in his body surged rapidly, his muscles and flesh bulged, and a force arose.

I could only hear a soft shout, and a knife started, like a white room, and like a flash of lightning.

As soon as Yue Zhouren moved, his body suddenly rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and the sword light lit up, like moonlight falling.

"Click!" Twelve voices rang out almost simultaneously.

The twelve steel knives that slashed at Yue Zhou suddenly broke from it, and half of the blades fell to the ground.

The movements of the twelve bandits also stopped, and then, at the same time, twelve corpses fell.

"Whew!" At this time, Yue Zhou let out a long breath, and his breath was slightly disordered.

The knife just now is the first killing move in the "Thunder Prison Knife Sutra", 'Thunder Arc Light', and the knife leads people to kill together.

At this time, the long knife in his hand was still bright, this knife was forged by Jun Mansu himself, and even after beheading fourteen people, it was not stained with any blood, and it deserved to be a good knife.

Looking at the fallen corpses around him, Yue Zhou didn't have the tension in his heart after the killing, and he was extremely calm.

The long knife returned to its sheath, but the blood did not stain it, and he turned to leave.

After the first try, his heart gave birth to a pride that belonged to the rivers and lakes, and the poetry naturally appeared:

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried."

"Who has a grievance today?"