In the midst of laughter, his sword light flashed, as if it was about to scratch the candle on the counter, but the candle still did not move.

Everyone thought it was a little strange, but Bai Xian had already blown out at this time, and the candle suddenly divided into seven sections, and the sword light flashed again, and the seven candles were all worn on the sword, and the last section of light flickered, and the candle flame was still not extinguished - it turned out that he had cut the candle into seven with a sword.

Bai Xi said proudly: "Do you think my sword is still fast?"

The young man's face was full of ruddy expressions, and the performance of alcohol had already appeared on his face, he almost didn't even have an expression, he burped a wine, and it was very helpless to smoke white, only to see the young man say drunkenly: "It's very ...... Fast. ”

Bai Xian smiled cruelly: "How are you?"

Although Bai Raid is the leader of the Shadow Guard, he still has a good swordsmanship, right now, although he has something important to do, but the young man in front of him has given him great interest, for many years, stretched out in the Shadow Guard, it is simply boring, this is not easy to see an interesting young man, how can he be willing to give up.

Over the years, in the middle capital, few people have been able to touch their level, but this young man has given him great interest and deeply attracted himself, but as for the so-called hard-to-buy head that the young man said, this idea has been thrown aside by Bai Xian.

The young man threw away the wine bottle in his hand, walked a few steps, and poured it directly on the counter, apologized with a drunken smile, and said, "My sword...... My Sword...... Not for sharpening candles. ”

Bai Xi let out an 'oh' and said, "So what is your broken copper and iron for?"

The young man burped, lifted his body, and then lifted the backpack strap on his shoulder by the way, and said word for word: "My sword is used to kill!"

Bai Xinggege laughed: "Kill, who can you kill?"

The young man gently untied the burden, and a guzheng inside was revealed,

As soon as this scene came out, everyone laughed, especially Bai Xian laughed the most.

"You see, this drunkard is just a broken piano, and he actually talks about killing one of the eight masters of Zhongdu, the leader of the Shadow Guard, and the white attack of one of the Shadow Twin Raids, isn't it a bit of a fool's dream. ”

"Hey, this little brother looks quite insightful, most of your words are correct, it's true, but in my opinion, although this young man is talking wildly, if he doesn't have some capital, he won't be so arrogant at all, I think it's better for us to take a good look, maybe there will be some surprises or something." ”

"This brother is right, but the next view is different, in the eyes of the next, this person is just a fox and a fake tiger, pretending to be a sheep's head to sell dog meat, Wang Po sells melons and boasts, not necessarily has any real ability, Brother Ren thinks, if he really has the ability, will he become a drunkard? Look at his drunken face, red than a monkey's buttocks, if I don't buy drunk every day, I won't have my father's surname!"

Listening to the words of the audience on the side, Bai Raid felt that his heart was right, he thought in his heart how capable this kid was, and he could hold a giant sword weighing a thousand catties, but he didn't expect that it was indeed a zither, which really made the only interest in Bai Raid's heart disappear.

He opened his mouth again and asked, "You killed, who can you kill, do you kill people with a zither?"

The young man suddenly said, "You!"

As soon as the word "you" was spoken, he quickly pulled out a sword from under the guzheng, and the sword had been stabbed out!

The sword was still inserted in the young zither, and no one saw it.

Suddenly, the sword had been plunged into Bai Shen's throat, and everyone saw the three-foot-long blade pass through Bai Shen's throat.

But no one could see how his sword pierced Bai Raid's throat!

No blood was shed, because it had not yet been shed.

The young man glared at Bai Xian and said, "Is your sword fast, or my sword fast?" By the way, I will say again, you insult me, don't insult my qin!"

Bai Raid's throat made a "gee" sound, every muscle on his face was throbbing, his nostrils gradually expanded, his mouth opened wide, and his tongue stretched out.

Blood was dripping from the tip of his tongue.

At this time, the black attack that was originally chased out had returned, and he saw that the sword of the black attack had been raised, but he didn't dare to stab it, the sweat on his face kept flowing down, and the sword in his palm kept trembling.

I saw that the young man suddenly drew his sword, and the blood was marked from the throat of the confession like an arrow, and he spit out his muffled breath, and roared: "You ......"

After this roar, his people fell in the face.

The young man had already turned to the black attack, and said, "He has admitted to losing, what about my thousand gold coins?"

He was still so serious, serious as a silly child.

But this time, no one laughed at him again.

Hei Raid's lips trembled, and he said, "You...... You...... Did you really kill him for a thousand gold coins?"

The young man smiled faintly: "Not bad." ”

One of Hei Attack's faces was all distorted, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but he suddenly shook off the sword in his hand, pulled his hair hard, tore all the clothes on his body, and the gold in his arms fell one by one, he threw the gold coin in front of the young man with all his might, and cried: "Give it to you, give it all to you......"

He ran out like a madman.

Suddenly, he turned his head again, ran back, looked at the sword in the young man's hand, and said with a little crying: "Hansha Shadow Sword, the sword ranked sixty-third on the Tianwu List, killing people without a trace, invisible and without a trace, scattered with the wind like dust and sand, today, my brother died in the hands of Your Excellency, not wronged!"

After saying that, the black attack turned his head and ran out without looking back.

The young man did not chase after him, nor was he angry, but he bent down and picked up the thousand gold coins, and brought them to the shopkeeper behind the counter, and said, "Do you think this is enough for me to drink?"

The shopkeeper was already half a cut shorter, shrunk under the counter, his teeth trembling, unable to speak, just nodding desperately.

At this time, the passer-by who had been speaking turned back and smiled at the person next to him who had said the wrong thing, and said, "I'm not wrong, am I?"

I saw the man sigh and smile bitterly: "It's not bad at all, that toy is too dangerous." ”

At this time, Yang Fan and the big man beside him had already walked back, and they saw that the big man was still holding Shangguan Lei in his hand.

He saw that the young man had walked towards them, but he did not see Shangguan Lei's movements, and Shangguan Lei was thrown aside like garbage, and did not get up from under the table again.

At this moment, he suddenly swept up and stabbed the young man in the back of the heart with a sword!

His sword was not slow, and the young man never thought that he would make a plot - he killed Bai Xian, Shangguan Lei should have been grateful to him, why should he kill him?

Seeing that this sword was about to pierce his heart, who knew that at this moment, Shangguan Lei suddenly roared, jumped up six feet high, and the sword in his hand also flew out of his hand and stuck on the eaves.

The silk spike of the hilt of the sword was still trembling, Shangguan Lei covered his throat with both hands, and his eyes were staring at the drunken young man, and his eyes were about to bulge.

Yang Fan was not drinking at the moment, because the wine bowl in his hand had already been thrown aside by Shangguan Lei's appearance, and so far, he had not seen who had killed Shangguan Lei.

I saw Shangguan Lei glaring at his big eyes, and his hand trembling and pointing at the young man in front of him, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Traces of blood flowed out of Shangguan Lei's throat.

He glared at the young man, and his throat was ringing in his throat, and it was only then that someone realized that the young man had withdrawn the sword that had pierced his throat.

But no one saw how the sword got to his throat and then withdraw.

I saw Shangguan Lei sweating profusely, his face was deformed in pain, he suddenly gritted his teeth, covered his throat with both hands, glared at the drunkard young man and roared: "It turned out to be you...... I should have recognized you a long time ago!"

The young man sighed, "It's a pity that you didn't recognize me until now, otherwise you might not have done such a shameful thing!"

Shangguan Lei didn't hear what he said, and he would never hear it.

The young man also glanced back, and there was a look of surprise on his face, as if he couldn't figure out why this man wanted to kill him.

But he just glanced at it, and walked up to Yang Fan, and his eyes full of wildness seemed to show a warm smile.

He just said one thing, he said, "I'll invite you to drink." ”

Yang Fan shook his head, and then said, "Why do you invite me to drink?"

When the young man walked over, the bearded man on the side stood in front of Yang Fan, and said coldly: "Hansha Shadow Sword, which ranks sixty-third on the sword list, won't casually kill a passerby who doesn't know anything." ”

After hearing this, the young man seemed to return to a drunken state, looked drunk, and said, "No...... Won't ......"

I saw Yang Fan clasping his fists with both hands and said: "This senior, I don't know what attracts you junior, so that a person who uses a sword can't see your sword technique clearly, I'm really curious, what do you like about me, so you will invite me to drink." ”

The young man lightly inserted the sword in his hand back into the zither, then shook his own son, and said with a smile: "Is it possible, I think you are more pleasing to the eye, so I can't invite you to drink?"

The young man looked at him with a happy look in his eyes, and he seldom met anyone who would make him amused, but this young man was really interesting.

Yang Fan shook his head and said with a worried face: "I'm sorry, senior, there is still an urgent matter ahead, you have to take the first step, as for the drink invited by the senior, it will not be too late for him to continue in the future." ”

After finishing speaking, he said to the big man on the side: "Uncle Yang, let's go." ”

The two walked out of the inn together, only to see the young man shake his head, did not speak, picked up a bottle of wine in the tavern, and drank it as soon as he opened his mouth.