There was no answer from inside the door.

The young man, the big man, and the short man were too frightened by the old man with the broken knife to make a sound, and the old man with the broken knife was simply too lazy to take care of it if he didn't make a sound.

But if no one cares, isn't there no one to object?

I don't know what the four people in the room think, anyway, when the young man saw this situation, he just tilted his head slightly, and immediately covered the door and found an empty seat to sit down, and the white-haired donkey also followed the example of the young man and lay down in front of the brazier, and his stupid head rubbed straight on the young man's leg.

Looking at the trio each holding a broken knife, and then at the old man who didn't say a word, the young man didn't know whether he was a little scared or restrained, and lowered his head, as if he didn't want to disturb the four of them.

"It's... This little brother, you also... Also to join me... Let's talk about knives... Talking about the knife conference?"

The young man quietly inserted the shorter knife in his hand back into the golden sheath, seemingly unfazed, but he couldn't even say a word clearly.

When the other two companions heard this, they also broke their hands and put their knives to their sides, so that the young man could not see them, and looked at the old man and the young man with a smile.

"Talking about the knife conference?"

The young man raised his head and looked curiously at the scabbard that the young man was holding, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that you are all swordsmen! As he spoke, he repositioned the thing tightly wrapped in a thick cloth behind his back so that he could squat more comfortably.

The young man cautiously glanced at the old man with the broken knife who sat down and closed his eyes to recuperate, and said after considering his words: "Don't dare to call yourself a swordsman, that is, you are just a knife!"

"Yes, yes, sword-player, knife-player..."The big man and the short man hurriedly agreed.

Hearing this, the young man nodded and said: "It's good to play with a knife, I heard that the world is getting more and more peaceful, and it's good to have a knife to defend yourself, which is much better than my pair of short sticks." ”

The three of them hurriedly agreed: "Yes, maybe when you are unlucky, you will encounter demons, especially in this cold and biting night." ”

After a few words of negotiation, the atmosphere was finally not so awkward, and the three of them finally sat down hesitantly, otherwise they would not dare to continue to stay with this terrifying old man with a broken knife, and they would have to go outside to stay in the cold wind for a night.

It's just that this old man with a broken knife will be a master, who can cut off a yellow-level high-level divine soldier with a single sword, and his cultivation is at least a Xuan level, and he is still a behemoth to them.

"What is the reputation of the three eldest brothers' knives, tell me about them! The boy looked left and right, and found three half-broken knives on the ground.

The three of them were embarrassed when they heard this, and they didn't dare to say anything, and the young man said: "Our knife is just an ordinary blade, where is there any fame, little brother, forgive me, forgive me!"

The other two were also smiling.

"Hey, why are there so many broken blades on the ground?" the boy seemed to have just discovered something on the ground.

"Ah!" the three of them exclaimed, and then, as if in extreme embarrassment, hurriedly pushed the door open and ran out, braving the cold wind of the night.

The young man didn't have time to stop it, and he didn't make any extra moves, but just muttered in his mouth: "Hey, it's all my fault, no matter how good the three big brothers are in this weather, they will suffer a lot." I'd better leave!" he said, and he was about to get up.

At this time, the old man with the broken knife said: "It is too dangerous for young people to walk this night road, and you have no cultivation as a body, so stay here tonight." ”

Although he didn't know why the old man waited for himself to sit down for so long before saying such words, the young man still smiled and nodded, "Thank you, old man, I will definitely not walk around." ”

In response to this, he sat down cheekily, stared at the old man's scabbard with a broken knife and said, "The old man is also a swordsman?"

Or because the young man in front of him was not threatening, the old man's hand holding the broken knife was also a little looser, his eyes fixed on the hilt, and said, "Swordsman? No, the old man is just a knife slave." ”

Hearing this, the young man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Sword slave?"

"Yes, sword slave! Take the knife as a companion and the knife as a friend, but be bound by the knife, be fascinated by the knife, don't care about the three thousand avenues, can't look down on the worldly things, so, what is not a slave of the knife?"

The confusion in the old man's eyes flashed, and a faint color of madness gradually rose.

"It's because the old man can't see those people in the world who deceive the world with knives and steal their reputations, if the old man encounters one or two, he will kill them one by one, lest they tarnish the name of the knife!"

The young man looked at the old man's strange appearance with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said: "But along the way, I heard that there is a person who specializes in killing knives or knife skills that are not as good as others, I wonder if the old man has heard of it?"

The old man with the broken knife frowned when he heard this, and his face showed a look of thought, and he said after a long time: "But I haven't heard of this, but young man, please rest assured, if the old man has to meet this person, he will definitely reason with him, and it is good for him to stop after he is obedient, otherwise the old man will let him taste the benefits of my broken knife!"

With a "snap", the young man slapped his forehead with his hand, looking very troubled.

And the old man continued: "The old man has walked the rivers and lakes for countless years, and he has seen thousands of people with knives, and he can be regarded as having a lot of experience, but a few months ago, I heard that the master of the fire knife passed away, and the person on the list is a teenager, which makes the old man puzzled, is there no one in the world who really knows how to use knives?"

As soon as these words came out, the young man hit his head directly on the head of the donkey next to him, and he hugged his head in pain.

"By the way, what is your name, young man?"

Suddenly, the old man with the broken knife stared at Luo Buyi tightly, to be precise, at a pair of short sticks wrapped in a thick cloth behind Luo Buyi's back, and there was a fluctuation of killing intent in his eyes.

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "My name is...", and suddenly he paused, and subconsciously looked at the wooden door behind him.

"Boom"

The door of the wooden room of the Reverse Brigade was smashed open, and a figure flew in upside down and smashed in the direction of the young man.

"Woo Flop..."

The white-haired donkey had already hurried away at the same time as the door had just been smashed, but the young man's arm moved slightly but finally stopped, because a figure stood in front of him.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in front of the old man!"

The old man with the broken knife did not come out of the sheath, but the hand holding the knife steadily stopped the figure, and when he looked at it, it was a talented young man, and a golden sheath short knife in his hand was impressively in his hand.

"Little... Be careful... Demon..."

Putting the young man who vomited blood and died on the ground, the old man looked at the broken doorway, and a huge figure staggered in the cold wind, reflecting the light of the anti-brigade fire, which showed that its appearance was very similar to that of the human race, but it was covered with dense hair and had long claws on its hands and feet.

"What kind of demon is this?"

The well-informed old man could not recognize the origin of such a demon, but the knife in his hand had already been sheathed, as if there was a flash of knife light, and the demon broke his hands and feet, and suddenly pounced on the door and could not move, and his mouth let out a piercing wail.

"The old man has good knife skills!" the young man stroked his palms and smiled, but his butt did not leave the ground for half a minute.

The old man with the broken knife did not enter the sheath, but turned to look at the young man, and asked again: "Who are you, young man?" At first, the old man walked away, thinking that you had no cultivation at all, but after talking about it, he felt that you were not a person who did not learn and did not know how to do it, and the thing behind you, the old man did not think that it would be just a pair of short sticks. ”

The young man smiled and said, "The old man should deal with the current matter first, no, there is something here again!"

The old man's expression froze, and he looked out of the door, in addition to the demon lying on the ground and wailing, there were layers of identical demons densely surrounded, roughly counting, I am afraid there are nearly hundreds!

Rao is old man's knife skills are subtle, and the sword is invisible, but in the face of so many demons, I am afraid that he is still powerless.

"Regardless of whether you are cultivated or not, the old man advises you to protect yourself for the time being, and wait for the old man to get rid of this group of demons before arguing with you!"

"The old man may let go of his actions, and wait and see!" the young man sat by the fire, his hands in his sleeves, looking like he was in good time.

Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly, although the body of the broken knife was only seven inches, but there was a three-foot invisible knife, and he was in a group of demons, but it was like a tiger fighting a wolf.

According to the records of the Heavenly Elephant Hall on Luoshen Peak, this kind of demon is called Snow Demon Man, with long hair and sharp claws, and a large and humanoid body, which is mostly hidden in the hinterland of Bingzhou, but this time it will appear in this marginal place for some reason.

And these snow devils are only new to the demon generals, and those with high strength must have the strength of the demon handsome, and often go out in groups, this time I am afraid that there must be more than a dozen demon handsomes in the group, and the general demon king-level demons are not in their eyes, not to mention that the old man in front of him who is holding a broken knife can match the half-step demon king.

Opposite to the demon, life and death are only in an instant, either you die, or I die, the old man with the broken knife is deadly, and there is a ** snow demon man with severed limbs under the flashing of the knife, which can be called majestic.

The young man observed carefully, and the old man's sword technique was to slash with one blow, and then kept the broken knife in the scabbard, and then looked for the next opportunity.

However, after all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that so many snow demon people have less than two hundred hands, so after the old man with the broken knife slashed the three-headed demon handsome, and nearly forty demon generals, the old man with the broken knife finally took two steps back, intending to take a new breath.

However, at this time, the largest heads of the Snow Demon ran like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the front and back of the old man with the broken knife, and each waved his claws continuously, and his own Dao Dao Gang wind struck, heading up and down the old man with the broken knife.

"I don't want this group of demons to be so difficult, could it be that the old man will die here today?"

At this time, his old power had just disappeared and the new power had not yet been born, even if he forcibly lifted his strength to cut off one or two of the future offenders, he would be cut under the claws of the rest of the demons, but if he forcibly broke through, he was unable to do so, and fell into a dilemma.

From time to time, a voice came from behind him: "Old man, let's see how this trick goes!"

The old man with the broken knife subconsciously looked back, only to see the young man's hands on the left side of his waist, his right fist against the palm of his left hand, and pulled out a knife like a knife.

"Poof"

I don't know which demon made the sound first, or all the demons made a sound at the same time, nearly ten demon commanders, dozens of demon generals were not spared, the action stopped abruptly, jumped in the air and fell from the air, and the one who walked on the ground fell directly, and each broke out of the waist to make two pieces, and there was no longer the slightest sound.

The old man's throat moved, and he thrust the broken knife back into its scabbard.

"It stands to reason that if you save the old man, the old man should no longer embarrass you, but who let you use the knife technique, the old man dared to ask, young man, who are you?"

The young man patted his empty hand, as if what he had just done was as light as sweeping the floor, and when he heard the old man's question, he couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face, and said:

"Down there is the guy who doesn't know how to use a knife, and he can't use a knife. ”

"Heavenly Knife, Luo Buyi. ”

Remember that there is a permanent address for knives in the world