The silver light swept by, and I saw that the crowns of the three people in front of me all flew up, and they were immediately scattered on their shoulders.

His eyes revealed a ruthless ruthlessness, he held a sword in his right hand and raised it in front of him: "If you don't leave, it's the way to Huangquan!"

The three of them suddenly looked at Bu Qianhuai with cracked fingers, and then took a few steps back, even the sword in their hands was unstable. Although he is a bandit, he has a few lives in his hands, but when he encounters this kind of person who can be killed with a sword, even if there are a few more people, it is not brave enough. No one wants to die, and neither do their self-proclaimed bandits.

And the big man behind him also squinted his eyes and put away his contemptuous attitude: "En?............ Ge Laozi's It turned out to be a martial artist!"

Suddenly pulled, the heavy * was like a bamboo-like resistance on his shoulder, and he looked at Bu Qianhuai with cold eyes.

Although he seems rude to be the leader of the bandits, in fact, although he has to be strong to achieve this position, if he didn't have brains, he would have died a long time ago. An ordinary groom in the car is undoubtedly an ordinary person at first glance. A middle-aged man with a majestic momentum should be a person in a high position, and I don't know if it's a gang or a businessman. And this young man with Qingfeng in his hand looked like a scholar, if it weren't for the speed and sharpness of a sword, he would be treated as a scholar.

Seeing that the bandits around him had no intention of retreating, Bu Qianhuai also frowned, and his momentum did not decrease at all: "Your Excellency has to block the way?

"Hahaha!" A crazy laugh, the big man slowly walked over: "I didn't expect my brother to be from a martial arts family, admire and admire! Such a young man has such martial arts, and a young man is promising! But our brothers in a cottage also have to eat!"

After walking five steps away from Bu Qianhuai, he stopped and continued: "I know that as long as you are a martial artist, you will never be short of money and food. I also asked the brother to sell me a face in the Welding Wolf Cottage, and it doesn't look like the martial artist went out with a silver tael, but there should be a lot of things like silver tickets. The five fingers of his left hand stretched out: "Five hundred taels of silver tickets, let the martial artist pass." ”

Bu Qianhuai lowered his head and thought, just for a moment, he looked back at Tang Xin to ask. Bu Qianhuai is a person who is afraid of trouble, and in Bu Qianhuai's eyes, as long as it can be solved with money, it is not a matter.

Tang Xin saw Bu Qianhuai's inquiring eyes, and just shook his head: "You are still too young." Then his eyes converged, and he sat down on the seat at the front of the carriage. Although it was a broken wooden chair, Tang Xin still exuded the coercion of the superior.

"Remember...... Growth, you need blood to exercise!You step Qianhuai, you need to grow!" said, staring at Bu Qianhuai. And Bu Qianhuai also knew that he couldn't be good, he frowned and turned his head with difficulty, looked at the big man, and the hand holding the sword became tighter, because this was a sword that was about to kill.

Dahan also had a displeased face, put away his smile, and put on a fierce expression: "So, is the martial artist going to give me face in the wolf cottage?"

Bu Qianhuai closed his eyes, exhaled, and shook his head gently: "Your face is worthless!" After speaking, he slowly opened his eyes. Under normal circumstances, he looked at the enemy's sword, but Bu Qianhuai's eyes were so deep and feminine. The few people in front of him completely ignored his sword, and instead stared at him in the eyes, unable to take their eyes off him at all. It was a pair of feminine eyes determined to kill, and in his hand was a sword that was about to be dyed with blood and sharp!

And Tang Xin behind him also looked at Bu Qianhuai intently, he knew that Bu Qianhuai's swordsmanship was very strong, and Liu Si couldn't move, but he hadn't seen it. People are always curious, especially the martial artist's curiosity about martial arts will go to the next level.

"Look for death!" the big man couldn't help but say, and the * on his shoulder flew directly from top to bottom with a momentum like a bamboo. Unlike Liu Si's speed, his knife is powerful and heavy, like a river flowing backwards.

It is said that an unsheathed sword is not as terrifying as a sheathed sword. Because you don't know when the sheathed sword will come out of the sheath, but Bu Qianhuai's 'Crescent Moon Sword Technique' is not like this, as long as there is a sword, it will become a square circle. The right hand poked to the left, and then turned to the right, the sword was like a cold light, and the tip of the sword was pointed straight on the side of the blade, making a sound of iron colliding. Dahan* also changed his track because of this, and the knife that should have been cut from the top of Bu Qianhuai's head was crooked by a sword, lost his direction, and slashed directly to the ground next to Bu Qianhuai's right foot, and suddenly the dust raged, stirring up bursts of sand.

This strength is not small, and it seems that he is also a martial artist! It's a pity that he can't practice at home! ’

As soon as the thought flashed, Bu Qianhuai didn't care about anything else, and directly returned the sword, and the long sword was directly on the neck of the big man.

The big man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the hand holding the knife slowly loosened: "The martial artist spares his life! The martial artist spares his life! It's the child who is blind and the dog's eyes are blind, and I ask the martial artist to raise his noble hand, I will bring a good horse and ask the martial artist to move forward." ”

Bu Qianhuai's sword never cruised, but just stared at the big man with cold eyes.

In fact, Bu Qianhuai still hesitated, because a normal person who had never seen blood would be difficult to kill.

Tang Xin shook his head: "Bu Qianhuai, you are still too young and too kind. After speaking, his eyes were cold, and a bead in the bracelet was directly shot out and flew to Bu Qianhuai's right hand holding the sword.

Bu Qianhuai was hesitant, but naturally he didn't find a hidden weapon flying coldly behind him.

But in an instant, Bu Qianhuai only felt that someone pushed his right hand, and the sword in his hand also changed its track, and he directly slashed forward with his backhand.

The sharp blade of the sword slashed through the big man's neck, and the big man's eyes also emitted endless fear.

Covering his neck with his hands, he fell to the ground, his body curled up, trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes also exuded the last bit of unwillingness, resentment: "Ho............ Ho ......"

In the end, a pair of eyes widened and looked at Bu Qianhuai, looking at each other.

"Ahh

Bu Qianhuai just took a step back in silence, unwilling to look at those resentful eyes again. Then he saw the bloodstained long sword in his hand, and his eyes suddenly widened. Then he threw down his sword, half-crouched on the ground and retched.

The other bandits beside him were all ordinary people, and they were all frightened and panicked when they saw such a scene, and even the boss of the cottage, a martial artist, failed to take advantage of this young man, and was even subdued by a move. They were even more frightened.