After some arguments, Tianyi and Yu both seem to be unable to say anything about anyone, so this fight is bound to continue.

If the true theory of cultivation is the depth and level of the Dao Law, Tianyi Zhenren is naturally above this old devil who cultivates demonic skills.

But he didn't dare to do it lightly, because this was the gathering street, and it was the most crowded place in the city.

If the two of them really want to fight, then these pedestrians who are lying on the ground and have passed out are bound to die so that they will not even be able to hold their ashes.

The most important thing is that this is the mortal world, the mortal world where any disturbance will cause a huge commotion.

There are many people in the mortal world, and most of the mortal lives are as humble as mustard and not worth mentioning.

But where mortals have mouths, there will be many sounds, and if there are too many bad sounds, even the Immortal Dao Ancient Gate like Ziwei Sect will have countless tricky troubles.

The balloon in the mortal world is an important thing that the Immortal Sect and Dao Sect must fight for.

Nie Yuanfeng didn't waste time, and he didn't think wrong, the swordsman soon came to get the knife.

It was Su Wu who came to get the knife, but he still had a knife in his hand, a knife with a blade.

In close-quarters combat, a bladed knife is much more useful than a blunt one.

Nie Yuanfeng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes inadvertently showed a look of surprise, but after a short period of surprise, it was extremely dignified.

Although Su Wu still held a knife in his hand, he was extremely sure that the owner of the knife that fell to the ground must be Su Wu.

The reason is very simple, because Xiaoming is Su Wu's only friend in Ziwei Sect, and only a person who has no friends knows how precious a true friend is to him.

These days, the relationship between Su Wu and Xiaoming is so deep, and all the disciples of Ziwei Sect have seen it.

From dawn to dark, the two have been inseparable, and only when Xiaoming picks elixirs every day, they will be separated for a moment.

Nie Yuanfeng knew Su Wu's pain, and he also knew Su Wu's knife.

He knew that Su Wu's knife must be as easy as cutting through the armor covering his whole body as it was to cut a piece of tofu.

But Su Wu didn't kill him with a single sword, even though he already had endless burning anger in his heart.

This is what Nie Yuanfeng feels strange, this incomprehensible emotion has been entwined in Nie Yuanfeng's heart, making him unbearable.

Just as he was thinking, Su Wu had already walked to his side without defense, and with a slight twist between his two fingers, the blunt knife that had half of the blade inserted into the ground was suddenly pulled out by Su Wu.

It was not a difficult thing to suddenly attack the depressed Nie Yuanfeng, but Su Wu didn't do it and didn't bother to do it.

This is equivalent to saving Nie Yuanfeng's life again.

Su Wu seems to have saved Nie Yuanfeng's two lives in just half a pillar of incense, and it stands to reason that now Su Wu can be regarded as Nie Yuanfeng's life-saving benefactor.

But it's a pity that Nie Yuanfeng has never been a person who knows how to repay his kindness, Su Wu saved one of his arms and then two of his lives, but he still didn't eliminate his murderous intent towards Su Wu.

Anyone who wears out his gun has a reason why he must die.

After Su Wu finished drawing the knife, he inserted the double knife back into the two scabbards on his waist, and then stared at Nie Yuanfeng's eyes that were full of eyes.

The lion's eyes met the eyes of the tiger, and the two did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and pressed each other step by step.

"I gave you this arm today, and I will naturally come and get it in three days. I hope Master Nie keeps it for me and doesn't take it myself. Under Nie Yuanfeng's fierce eyes, Su Wu, who had been looking at him for half an hour, finally spoke up and asked for his guilt.

Words without any warmth, as cold and merciless as his sword.

The more accurate the knife, the more ruthless the person.

But sometimes it is often the heartless person who is the most affectionate.

Nie Yuanfeng did not answer Su Wu's ruthless and indifferent words, but instead threw out a question.

"Do you want to open the house?" he asked.

It's simple, just four words.

But these four words are his inner demons.

If Su Wu did not reach the realm of Kaifu, then he would wait, wait until he reached the peak of Kaifu, wait for him to reach the cave, wait until he could catch up with him in the realm, and then kill him.

He knew deeply that if he made another move against a junior disciple whose realm was much lower than his own, then the demon in his heart would not be unraveled.

"I reached Kaifu a long time ago, and now I have firmly stepped into the first realm of Kaifu. "Su Wu told a big lie.

When he said that he had reached Kaifu, he was calm enough to convince him.

Although Su Wu deeply knew that his realm was not as good as Nie Yuanfeng's heavenly realm, he resolutely lied about his cultivation realm.

It was only because he was in a hurry to kill Nie Yuanfeng earlier, and only the division of this gun maniac's whole body into ninety-nine eighty-one sections was enough to calm the anger in his heart.

If a person is angry to the extreme, he will appear to be absolutely calm.

The more calm and ruthless Su Wu spoke, the more he was hiding the anger in his heart that was almost uncontrollable.

Today's events seem to have nothing to do with him, but in fact they are most relevant to him.

Xiaoming came out every day to collect medicine for his practice, and his arm was cut off because of his negligence.

His negligence is indeed unavoidable.

Su Wu originally thought that as a disciple of no one else, there would definitely be no one to hurt him in the Ziwei Sect.

Although people are very indifferent and cruel in their daily lives, in terms of shortcomings, no older generation can compete with them.

Therefore, no one dared to touch the brow of this guardian mad demon on weekdays, and Su Wu greatly relaxed his vigilance because of this.

But there are no absolutes in the world, let alone absolute security.

Nie Yuanfeng took over Su Wu's appointment, and gradually disappeared into the sunny green grass with the red tassel gun.

Only Su Wu and Xiaoming were left on the path.

After experiencing a life and death parting, the two brothers were silent with each other, and they were speechless in their eyes.

Xiaoming slowly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his left hand, and it took a lot of effort to barely squeeze out an ugly smile to Su Wu.

Su Wu still didn't speak, just let out a long sigh, and then reached out and touched his long hair with a lot of learning.

"Senior brother will definitely make your shoulders grow back, give senior brother time. Su Wu combed his junior brother's hair neatly before he could barely speak, and every word he said seemed very categorical, as if he wanted to crush all the teeth in his mouth.

Xiaoming, whose face was as pale as paper, even though he lost an arm, was still cute like a cat all the time, he nodded, no matter what Su Wu said, he would firmly believe it.

In addition to the parents who gave birth to him, Su Wu is the most sincere person in the world.

So no matter what Su Wu wants him to do, he will definitely be willing.

Looking for an empty person in the bamboo house, he was also uneasy at this time, and he searched everywhere for the traces of the two but found nothing, and finally had to sit in the house and wait.

With Xiaoming on his back, he finally pushed open the door with heavy steps and appeared in front of people's eyes.

It's just that it's only been a day, and the little clever ghost who is alive and kicking on weekdays has become a disabled person with a broken arm.

I couldn't help but tremble violently all over my body, like a male lion about to tear apart its prey at any moment, and the bed board that was sitting under his butt instantly became torn apart under his violent trembling.

A huge plate axe has been deeply embedded in the bamboo wall at some point, and the thick layer of solid bamboo wall has been directly pierced.

"Who's hand?" The fists of the people were tightened, and the lapis gold all over the body straightened up, as if they were being questioned by others.

"I went to kill him, and brought his head back, just as the old man was missing a big wine glass. Without waiting for Su Wu to answer, he couldn't help but continue.

"Then that wine glass is too big, I'm afraid that the real person in charge will drink it with a glass. This is the first time that Su Wu has called himself the head of the real person, and it is very obvious that he has some blame for the master who loves him the most.

If a person really arises, he is afraid that he will be blamed for everyone he encounters.

"What kind of daring thing is it?" asked the man as he continued, this time raising his voice even more high-pitched, almost tearing down the ceiling of Takeya Ichi.

"It's the gun idiot Nie Yuanfeng under the second elder's seat, there is no need for the master to take action, in three days, the disciple Su Wu will definitely be able to take off his head. ”

"With your current state, I'm afraid it will be your head that will fall in three days!" couldn't help but be even more angry, he pulled out the double-plate axe embedded in the bed out of thin air, and angrily wanted to find Chenxizi's trouble.

But Su Wu was already at the door, and sealed the bamboo door tightly with his body.

But with his involuntary nature, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu stood in front of him, he would not take a detour.

If Su Wu insisted on keeping him behind, then he wouldn't mind turning this bamboo house directly into bamboo chips.

"Master, if the apprentice can't cut that gun idiot with his own hands, he won't need to cultivate from now on. ”

In the end, it was only Su Wu's words that could not help others, a sentence that weighed a thousand dollars.

He knew that his big apprentice rarely liked to joke when he spoke, and he usually did what he said without any discount.

Su Wu said that he would no longer cultivate the Tao from now on, so he would definitely not cultivate again after eating, and Su Wu would no longer cultivate the Tao, so no one would be able to inherit his domineering ability.

So he couldn't help but calm down a lot in an instant, but this didn't mean that he would let Su Wu die.

"You can't stop one of his shots, this gunnerd can't do anything else, but he really has a good skill in guns. ”

"The disciple knows, but the disciple has also practiced tens of thousands of knives, and it is too much to talk about making knives against wooden stakes all day long. ”

"And how sure are you that you'll be able to take his head off the neck?"

"More than thirty percent. ”

"Isn't that a sure defeat?"

"No, there are always only two outcomes between life and death, life or death. ”