The "Sword Saint" glanced at the group of heroes and said coldly, "Liu, I never thought you would come." ”

Qu Liuyan came out of the crowd and sneered, "Uncle Shi." ”

The voice of the arch fire was him.

It can only be him.

Otherwise, how could someone else be so bold as to provoke a top master?

That's right, even the identity of this black-clothed swordsman was transmitted to Li Shuhong after he went up to the fourth floor.

He is the "Sword Saint" Fang Qiubai in the "Two Sacred".

And his origin is the Spring and Autumn Sword Pavilion.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you are actually born."

Fang Qiubai gave a rare greeting, and Qu Liuyan was quite flattered.

But he also understood that it was only because he was born that Uncle Shi said a few words.

Otherwise, Uncle Shi would never talk nonsense with him.

Of course, even if he was already born, it was already good for Fang Qiubai to be able to talk for a few words.

His attention was quickly attracted by Li Shuhong, and even the sharp sword intent in his eyes had already emerged.

"What Your Excellency just said should be a pseudonym, there is no swordsman with the surname Hou in this world who can have such sword intent......"

The battle intent in his heart was ready to move.

"Well, it's true that I'm not called Hou Longtao, but I'm not interested in telling you."

Li Shuhong didn't look at him at all, but continued to walk to the fifth floor, "Your performance is at the top of the imperial city, and you are here to watch the play, what is the point if the play is gone." ”

The heroes of the rivers and lakes who rushed up subconsciously widened their eyes, but none of them dared to make the slightest sound.

It's not that the young man in the green shirt has any sense of oppression, it's better to say that he doesn't have any sense of oppression at all.

But at this moment, the terrifying aura emanating from the black-clothed Sword Saint's body was suffocating!

Everyone knows that if anyone makes the slightest move, they will die the next moment! will die at the hands of this sword master!

They all watched nervously to see if the Sword Master would use his sword to kill the boy who had insulted him.

But Fang Qiubai just watched the back of the green shirt disappear at the staircase, and from beginning to end, he never drew his sword.

Because he felt the pressure.

The pressure that he couldn't feel before his cultivation foundation reached this level.

Maybe in the eyes of those weak people, the young man in green shirt is just a strong man with average cultivation.

But in the eyes of a peerless powerhouse, he is not a human being at all......

The powerful sword aura that emanated from his body was not prepared to strike out of anger.

On the contrary, he was on the defensive side of caution.

It's like a male lion with his back to a rabbit, would the rabbit go and sneak up on the male lion?

No, it will only tremble with fear, and even turn and run away.

"There is such a strong person in the world......"

But Fang Qiubai was not afraid.

In other words, after that moment of fear, he only had the obsession to challenge a stronger swordsman in his heart.

But now is not the time, the most important thing now is to compete with the "Sword God".

If you can't even pass the level of "Sword God", you naturally don't have to consider challenging this green-shirted swordsman.

If he can defeat the "Sword God", then he will be qualified to challenge this person after the kendo is refined.

Seeing that all the heroes of the rivers and lakes followed the man and rushed to the fifth floor, the "Sword Saint" took a sip of white water and disappeared.

The fifth floor of the Juwai Building is a whole complete room.

When the heroes pushed open the door and rushed in, they were greeted by a hellish scene.

Countless blood-stained torture instruments, and even crumbs of meat hanging from them.

And the mutilated limbs, minced flesh, and internal organs were scattered all over the room.

It's more like a slaughterhouse than a private restaurant.

The thick smell of blood was like an infernal purgatory.

The shopkeeper who followed the heroes of the rivers and lakes was stunned.

Li Shuhong glanced at him lightly, "I see, no wonder outsiders are not allowed to come up." This chrysanthemum building is said to be a restaurant, but in fact it is a place for the so-called nobles to pervert and enjoy themselves. Such a place of filth and filth is like this, and I will destroy this place today for the Heavenly Path! ”

"Not bad! If there is no hero here today! We won't even find the pickles here! ”

"Wait! If so...... Isn't it possible that the meat we eat here on a daily basis might be...... Vomit!! ”

"Bitter also! Bitter also! Lao Tzu will vomit for a while! Vomit! ”

Some people want to vomit, and some people really see that the situation is not good and plan to run away.

After all...... Although the scene on the fifth floor was bloody, there were no human bones and limbs, and there were even sharp eyes looking at pig's trotters......

These smart people know in their hearts that I'm afraid that this green-shirted swordsman is here to find trouble today.

Neither party can afford to provoke it, so when will it not leave at this time?

If you look at the excitement again, I'm afraid I'm going to put myself in.

The group ran as fast as they could.

But it's normal, the guy with the head iron is either terrifyingly strong, or the grave grass is two meters tall.

After everyone left, only Li Shuhong and the monk and Taoist priest were left on the fifth floor at this moment, as well as the shopkeeper.

Li Shuhong glanced at the two of them.

He nodded and smiled with one palm on his chest.

Pine nuts......

This Taoist priest didn't seem to be very happy even when he was young.

To be honest, Li Shuhong hadn't seen him a few times, but every time this Taoist priest had a stinky face, looking like someone owed him money.

Of course, this guy also likes to be nosy.

Like now......

"This young man, Ju Wailou has not offended you, why do you want to frame them like this? If the Ju Wailou closes down because of this, many people will lose their livelihoods, have you ever thought about this? ”

Li Shuhong was speechless.

Cang Songzi, this guy is really "always a teenager"...... It hasn't changed in decades.

Should we say that he has a firm heart in the Dao, or should I say that he has an iron head?

"Little Taoist, how do you know that I just made trouble for no reason? You don't know what Juwailou has done. ”

Li Shuhong sneered, and then looked at the shopkeeper, "Let's ask this shopkeeper to talk about it." ”

The shopkeeper was no longer in the panic he had before.

His old god was laughing and saying, "How can the young man see that this seat is not the second shopkeeper?" ”

Boom!

Li Shuhong didn't talk nonsense, but the crimson sword flashed, and the left ear of the shopkeeper fell to the ground.

"Don't be so arrogant by nature."

Li Shuhong smiled lightly: "Let's talk about it, who sent you to tie up Xiao Lu last night." ”

"Uh......"

The shopkeeper was clutching the wound in his left ear, but the blood was already flowing out of his fingers.

"Don't bother your efforts, if you are hit by my sword qi, your wound will never grow well. In just a quarter of an hour, you'll be bleeding dry and dying. ”

"Stop!"

Li Shuhong casually fanned Cang Songzi, who rushed up, and then said: "But it doesn't matter if you don't say it, it's nothing more than a few other princes or their mothers." Oh, find the turtle prince to train Xiao Lu and make him a heavenly eunuch, so that even if the emperor loves him again in the future, he will not be able to inherit the throne. This kind of small means that cannot be put on the table also makes it ......"

The shopkeeper just gritted his teeth and sneered, "Say whatever you want." ”

Li Shuhong had been observing him, and when he saw that he was unmoved, he made up his mind, "I see, the emperor sent you." This chrysanthemum building was originally the emperor's private property. ”

"Hmph, Your Excellency has a lot of imagination."

Although he didn't admit it, the panic in the depths of his eyes had already entered Li Shuhong's eyes.

This is what Li Shuhong taught Su Yuebai and Zhaoyang in the past script.

Sometimes a lot of information can be obtained by inducing speeches.

He has turned theory into practice.

Now that the answer is there, it's useless to keep this person.

Li Shuhong's sword flashed, and the heads of the shopkeepers fell to the ground.

An innate master fell.

After doing all this, Li Shuhong turned around and looked at the monk and Taoist, "What are you going to do now?" Do you want to persuade you? ”

Because of this, he folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

Cang Songzi said coldly: "It turned out to be a party struggle for the throne, so it has nothing to do with the poor road." ”

With that, he got up and patted the ashes, and was about to turn away.

But a hand stood in front of him.

He looked at Li Shuhong coldly, and said the most cowardly words in the coldest tone, "What, Your Excellency wants to kill people and kill people?" Then come! If you snort, you are not a hero! ”

"......" Li Shuhong paused for a moment and said with a smile, "I don't mean that, but since the misunderstanding has been solved, I want to make friends with the two of you." ”

He took out the eight characters of his birthday outside the script from his arms, "I want to have a family with the Xiaodao Chang in the next, I wonder if the people in the lower generation are worthy of the Xiaodao Chang's love apprentice?" ”

Cang Songzi is stupid.

He had thought of countless possibilities, but he had never thought of this.

But......

"The poor road has never accepted apprentices, and I am afraid that Your Excellency has recognized the wrong person."