Embroidered clothes, wide robes, no swords.

The sound of the rain may be audible when the door is opened, but when the door is closed, even the dripping of the black tiles on the eaves of the rain cannot be heard.

It's like if a person doesn't push the door open, he can't see that the boulder outside the door is about to overturn with mud and sand.

Therefore, although Chu Xiu's dress looked like a rich boy, Guan Yu didn't pay attention to it at all.

Although Changning Mansion is no longer as prosperous as it was when it was the Immortal Heavenly Empire, there are still many wealthy merchants in Changxingfang.

In the territory of the White Tiger Gang, the rain is blurred, and you have to see whose cards it is! In Changxingfang, who dares to argue with him as a big boss?

This kid was taught a lesson today, and he can only blame him for having no beads and not recognizing Guan Yu.

The noise of the gambling house has not had time to be affected, and the aroma of wine and meat is still fluttering past a bright lamp and coming to the tip of people's noses.

But at this moment, Guan Yu, who had just turned his gaze to the card table, suddenly felt a sharp edge cross the corner of his eye, and a cold killing force instantly enveloped him.

That feeling, as if there were fangs of a beast, came close to you.

Chu Xiu's knife was already out of its sheath.

No one saw how the long knife came into his hands.

Chu Xiu didn't seem to be standing still.

His right hand seemed to suddenly disappear into thin air.

Knives, unstoppable.

The chill is unstoppable.

At first, the abrupt stab was like lightning.

Without the slightest cover-up, there is only one target of this knife, and that is Guan Yu's neck!

Li Fei saw this sword, and several gangsters around Guan Yu also saw it, but they couldn't react at all, they were shocked.

A month's worth of practice is to put it to the test now.

This knife, can it split the rain curtain at this time?

Li Xi, who had been paying attention to the internal movements, naturally did not see this sword.

If you see it, this sword will also make Li Xi extremely shocked.

He also used a sword, and under Chen Binli, he was also famous for his fast sword.

But compared to Chu Xiu's knife, he was not only not fast enough, but also ruthless and spicy enough!

At this moment, Guan Yu's head suddenly deviated, and this amazing sword slashed through Guan Yu's neck, but only brought out a blood mark.

The heart was beating violently, Guan Yu was not proud of dodging a blow at this time, some were just happy, glad to have walked from the ghost gate and came back!

Chu Xiu's sword was fast, ruthless, and spicy to the extreme, if it weren't for the sharpness he found in the reflection of the sword blade the moment he turned around, coupled with his years of experience in fighting and making him subconsciously dodge, I'm afraid he would have become a corpse by now!

"Who are you!?"

Guan Yu immediately held the drum urn golden hammer beside him, and there was a lingering look of horror in his eyes.

Chu Xiu suddenly smiled and said, "I'm ......"

Before the words fell, a lightning-like sword struck again, and the angle was tricky and weird. This time, Guan Yu, who was on guard, naturally would not let Chu Xiu succeed so easily.

With a wave of the drum urn golden hammer in his hand, the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai hit instantly, if Chu Xiu didn't dodge, even if he could cut the knife in his hand through Guan Yu's neck, he would be smashed into a mess of flesh.

But to Guan Yu's surprise, Chu Xiu didn't seem to see this hammer falling, and he didn't even show any gesture of stopping his hand.

Guan Yu is a good big boss, so he naturally doesn't want to die with Chu Xiu, a guy who doesn't even know his identity.

So he had to change his trick temporarily, beating the drum urn and the golden hammer across his chest, barely blocking the sword.

"Zheng!"

A shrill sound of gold and iron intertwining sounded, and the faces of the two people changed at the same time.

On Guan Yu's drum urn golden hammer, a deep sword mark was clearly visible, and the power of Chu Xiu's sword was beyond his imagination.

And what made Chu Xiu change color was that he calculated Guan Yu's strength correctly, but he also missed a little.

It is true that Guan Yu did not break through the early stage of the day after tomorrow, but his own strength is very large, and it can be regarded as a natural divine power.

The early days after tomorrow are the first hurdles for martial artists, but the improvement of the strength of martial artists is limited.

At the beginning of the day after tomorrow, that pitiful internal force couldn't even release true qi.

So although he didn't break through to the early stage of the day after tomorrow, Guan Yu's innate divine power made up for it, and even made him stronger than the real early stage martial artists.

Since ancient times, those who dare to use the drum urn and the golden hammer are all peerless fierce generals.

Although with Guan Yu's strength, he could only wield a drum urn golden hammer, but under this blow, Chu Xiu's hand was already numb.

"Capture this kid for me! I'd like to see who wants to kill me! ”

Guan Yu roared angrily, and the White Tiger Gang members in the gambling house only reacted at this time, and hurriedly drew out all kinds of swords and killed Chu Xiu.

Seeing this, the other gamblers hurriedly screamed and fled outside, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The chaos of the crowd is like dancing catkins, fluttering and sprinkling around, congested.

Guan Yu is also a big boss, and naturally there will not be only a few people around him, and there are dozens of people who have come from around the casino one after another, which makes Chu Xiu happy, this time fortunately, he brought Li Xi here.

And at this time, Li Xi did not disappoint Chu Xiu.

Facing those gangs who rushed towards Chu Xiu, Li Xi suddenly made a move.

A gray sword light filled in front of him.

It was a sword light that was only about a foot long.

The sword in his hand was only a foot long, and the head was a little blunt, looking like a gray ruler.

Li Xi held the sword in his backhand, and the speed of the sword was extremely fast, and it was also extremely ruthless, and the sword was out of the throat, without exception.

No one thought that this abrupt "assassin" would have accomplices.

And he was standing outside the door in the pouring rain.

Looking up, a yellow oil-paper umbrella had been discarded, stumbling down the bluestone street.

Li Xi, who suddenly came out of the crowd, killed four or five people in the blink of an eye.

It's like killing a chicken.