Chapter 284: Shen Xingzhi's Knife

Sunset.

Wang Ping'an's eyebrows were full of bohemian arrogance, he raised his head high, and squinted at the young man in black in front of him from top to bottom.

"It's ridiculous!!"

He sneered, and his whole person exuded a terrifying and terrifying momentum, sweeping away like a big wave, causing the nearby houses to sway wildly.

At this moment, the entire sky seemed to be darkened, and a force that was indescribable in words swept in all directions.

The streets are cracking, the weeds are all floating in the air, and the trees are swaying wildly.

Smoke and dust billowed and the wind howled.

Pedestrians on the street changed their faces and fled everywhere.

Some hid under the eaves, some in the alleys, and some jumped into deep wells.

"It is worthy of being the champion of both civil and military affairs, but relying on the momentum it exudes, it makes me feel like the sky is falling......" A middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and cold sweat broke out behind his back.

"His strength is at least in the top five in our group, although he has not fully demonstrated his strength, but he is obviously not an ordinary first-class master who can be compared!" a young man took a deep breath, his voice sounding rather panicked.

"It's ridiculous!!"

Jun Mo nodded with a smile, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, causing the people around him to retreat one after another.

His whole person seemed to turn into a mountain, a huge mountain hundreds of feet high, exuding a vast and boundless aura, making everyone around him daunting.

"Jun Moxiao, the number one master of the Chu State, is not weak, it seems that he seems to be about the same as Wang Ping'an! The strength of the two of them has reached this point, to this incredible realm!" An old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes widened, his face full of horror and bitterness.

The rivers and lakes are really still the rivers and lakes of young people, and when they are old, they should always serve the old!

Today's rivers and lakes are much more interesting and dangerous than those of a few decades ago!

The rivers and lakes have always had Emperor Qin's sun hanging high in the sky, exuding thousands of rays of light, but in the stars, it is extremely eye-catching!

The old man sighed with a hint of unwillingness, with a strong melancholy heart.

"Alas!"

First of all, he wanted to find a female swordsman who could not be beaten, and then he saw a woman who looked like a fairy, and at this time, he saw a powerful junior, there were too many things that had happened recently, and for a while, all kinds of feelings surged in his heart, and he felt even more interested.

"These two fools, haven't you heard the name of my little junior brother?" a middle-aged man holding a long blue knife had a bitter face and looked a little nervous.

"It's ...... to think about it," the middle-aged man muttered to himself, his face becoming even more bitter.

"Characters like them will definitely not pay attention, and the young juniors who have become famous recently will probably feel that the world is their battlefield, and they won't care about any southern masters!"

"That's not right!"

The middle-aged man suddenly screamed, as if he had thought of something, and his face changed drastically.

He couldn't help but think of the scene when he and Shen Xingzhi met for the first time, and in the silent night, the other party walked quietly in front of him.

Shen Xingzhi was dressed in rags, supporting his dirty and messy body, and dragged a carriage full of swords from the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect behind his back.

He is full of confidence, his eyes seem to see through everything, and he will never change, as if he is telling others that he is not afraid of whatever happens.

Shen Xingzhi didn't say a word of nonsense, without a trace of superfluous movements, he was covered in dust, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but he made people feel surprisingly young, in their thirties, twenties, or younger.

Hold the knife, raise the knife, and close the knife.

Shen Xingzhi's series of movements were completed between lightning and flint, and he didn't even react, an extra blood line appeared on his neck, and the saber in his hand was easily taken away.

"If that kid doesn't act in a measured way and kills those two, then my sin will be great!" The middle-aged man stared anxiously at the people on the street, hoping that no one would lose his life.

If he was asked to stop Wang Ping'an or Jun Moxiao, he might not refuse, in his feeling, the strength of those two guys was only one line higher than his own, and if he fought alone, it would be difficult to tell the winner in a few days and nights.

But Shen Xing is different, if he provokes him and makes him feel unhappy, he will definitely kill someone.

Shen Xingzhi is not a kind person, he is just an indifferent and ruthless swordsman.

And he hurts and kills, and he has always had only one move, only one knife.

"Boom!"

The entire Guanghan City was enveloped in a terrifying momentum, and most of the buildings trembled wildly, as if they could be wiped out at any time under that power.

There's one strange place though.

Within Lin Xi's three zhang, there was not a trace of wind and smoke, as if there was another side of the world, completely unaffected.

She turned her back to Shen Xingzhi, wearing a bright red robe like a red cloud.

"Because you are Shen Xingzhi, you are destined to be extraordinary......"

She whispered softly, her melancholy thoughts dissipating into the wind, and finally she fell silent.

The cold wind swept slightly.

Jun Moxiao and Wang Ping'an are like giants who are a hundred feet high, exuding a terrifying aura.

And Shen Xingzhi in front of them, although he has killing intent, it is not strong, although he looks indifferent, but he is a little hesitant, giving people the feeling of wavering.

Is he shaking?

What was he thinking?

For those who practice martial arts, it is taboo to be cranky in a duel.

The last rays of the setting sun in the sky were replaced by night.

The streets were empty, and all the pedestrians hid in their houses.

The cold wind whimpered, and there was a bleak atmosphere around him.

In the dim night, Shen Xingzhi's lonely figure walked slowly, his eyebrows were filled with a slight sense of loneliness, and the melancholy that occasionally flashed in his eyes was faintly indecisive.

He walked to Jun Moxiao and Wang Ping'an three feet away, and his thin body trembled wildly under the momentum of those two.

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

The air boiled at this moment, and the wind roared wildly.

Shen Xingzhi is like a small boat under stormy seas, which may be destroyed at any time.

His muscles flared up, and he slowly tightened the scabbard in his hand.

"Are you ready?"

As soon as the cold voice appeared, it disappeared under the strong wind, drowned out by a loud noise, causing many people to not notice Shen Xingzhi's words.

Jun Moxiao heard it, and he sensed Shen Xingzhi's words. There is no unparalleled momentum in the world, there is no earth-shaking roar, but it is like a thunderbolt in his mind, giving him a feeling of landslide and cracking.

"Are you ready?"

Wang Ping'an also heard it, Shen Xingzhi's tone was not unruly enough, not arrogant enough, it sounded like just an ordinary inquiry, but in his opinion, it was far more terrifying than any words in the world.

This is a master!!

He is a master who is not weaker than them, or even stronger!!

The two of them looked at Shen Xingzhi seriously.

"Are you ready?"

Shen Xingzhi spoke again, and a brilliant cold glow bloomed in his eyes, which was extremely dazzling, enough to shock the earth.

He stared at the knife in his hand, his pale face expressionless, as if nothing in this world was worth his attention, and no one was worth his second glance.

"Come on!"

Jun Moxiao and Wang Ping'an glanced at each other, brewing their momentum again, and a more majestic wave of qi spread in all directions.

"Buzz!"

A soft groan.

The sound of a knife being drawn from its sheath was heard in the street, and the sound was so fast that many people could not react.

"Little Junior Brother ......"

"You must not kill anyone......

A middle-aged man holding a long blue knife trembled all over, he heard the sound of knives on the street, his whole face was full of horror, and even the knife in his hand could not be held steadily, and he fell to the ground.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Gate regard the sword as their own life, and many would rather die for their saber.

But he couldn't even hold the knife that he usually worshipped as a god, and the whole person looked panicked, as if he had seen what he was most afraid of.

Since Shen Xingzhi and Han Ke, the master of the Divine Sword Sect, learned the knife, he has always fought with people, and he has always killed with a knife, leaving no one alive.

There were not three hundred disciples in the Divine Sword Sect who were killed by him, but more than two hundred, so the people in the Divine Sword Sect were very afraid of him.

At this time, the enemy he faced was Jun Moxiao, the number one master of the Chu State, and the first champion of the Qin Dynasty in the past, and the middle-aged man firmly believed that these two were not Shen Xingzhi's opponents, but thinking about it like this, the two of them would definitely die.

None of them are ordinary people, they all have a certain prestige, and if their friends know about this, they will inevitably have to find trouble with the Divine Sword Gate.

Then he will be the one who bears their wrath.

"Little junior brother...... Little junior ......"

"Be merciful......"

The middle-aged man had a miserable face, his heart was like ashes, although he said what he said, he actually didn't have any hope, because he knew Shen Xingzhi's temperament very well.

A blue light sounded in the street, like a meteor in the night sky, fleeting, brilliant and brilliant.

The knife in his hand was blue, with a light blue blade and a light blue scabbard, like a blue sky.

Thousands of lightning bolts are not so sharp, so terrifying!

In the eyes of others, this is an incomparably swift knife, so fast that it is beyond imagination, and there is no time to react.

But in the eyes of Jun Moxiao and Wang Ping'an, this is a very, very slow move, like a lazy spring breeze, like a falling leaf.

"I ......"

Jun Moxiao's pupils contracted suddenly, and he found that he couldn't find any words to describe this knife, and at this moment, he lost the idea of dodging.

After seeing the other party's knife, he actually wished that he could die under the blue blade, and couldn't help but want to meet the blue knife with his body.

"Awesome!!"

Wang Ping'an was amazed, he felt that the knife swung by Shen Xingzhi seemed to be a vast blue sky, as clear and far away.

It didn't seem to be a blue knife he swung, but an endless blue sky, and it seemed that anyone facing this knife had to be full of admiration and look forward to this knife falling.

For these two people, the wait was long, like hours, like days and nights.

For the surrounding spectators, it was only a matter of a moment.