Seeing the young figure holding the long sword, the swordsman in the Confucian robe frowned slightly, and the lewd man took two steps back without making a sound, while the man who made the nine-ring sword flashed a fierce look in his eyes.

All of these reactions match their identity, and even reflect their personalities, intentions, as if they are such people.

But Li Wenshuo's eyes are getting colder and colder, since the sword, although his heart has calmed down, but this sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger, it seems to be like a man's back, goosebumps all over his body.

A horse thief standing in front gritted his teeth, his face was red, he seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and he was a lot bolder, and pointed at Li Wenshuo with a knife, just shouting: "Don't be afraid, he is only one person, kill him and avenge the camel boss!"

As soon as these words came out, many people were ready to move, and a group of outlaws gathered together, facing a person who was tangible and qualitative and could be hacked to death, and their eyes showed a bloodthirsty light.

However, most people are still frowning at this time.

Although they were drunk, they were not drunk, and they saw everything in front of them clearly.

But I only saw a sword light, and then the sword appeared there, and then, the white-clothed swordsman also appeared suddenly, holding the hilt of the sword, as if he was a demon in the world.

At that moment, they only felt that their eyes were glazed, otherwise, how could people be so fast.

But there were still quite a few of them, carrying knives, roaring like beasts in their throats, and then leaning over, even if there were no horses under their crotches, they still acted as if they had war horses.

At this time, Li Wenshuo didn't care about the barbarian princess behind him at all, saving her out of chivalry, not looking at her out of national righteousness, the two were originally in a hostile position.

He just lifted the hilt of his sword, and with a wave in front of him, a round arc of the sword flashed around him, and at the same time slashed at the swordsman in the Confucian robe, the lean man, and the swordsman who wielded the nine-ring sword.

All three chose to stand still.

There were no horse thieves who took the initiative to rush over in his eyes, and his intuition told him that the danger did not come from these people, a terrible sword light flashed, spanning a distance of more than ten zhang, and the dozens of people who rushed over were instantly cut off, and the power of the sword light was still undiminished.

This sword was swinged, and it was definitely not something that ordinary people could block, and he wanted to see if any of these three people could block his sword.

He hoped that someone in it could stand in the way.

Before the people who rushed over could react, and the blood from the wound had not yet flowed out, the sword light had already come to the three of them.

At this time, the look in their eyes was still in the state when Li Wenshuo had not yet drawn the sword, and it seemed that no one could block the sword, but Li Wenshuo was still very cautious, his hand was ready, and he could draw the sword at any time.

But the result was something he never expected, even if he had been prepared, his pupils shrank, and the shock in his heart did not diminish a little.

At that moment, the three of them reacted at the same time.

The long sword of the Confucian swordsman stabbed in front of him, and the speed of this stab made Li Wenshuo frown slightly, this kind of fast sword, the speed was almost on par with his swordsmanship.

Immediately after, the arc of the sword was naturally cut off by this sword.

The lewd lean man folded his hands, and the bracers made of unknown material on his wrists happened to stop in the way of the sword arc, and he stepped back three steps, and the earth shook suddenly, and then he also blocked it.

A hideous smile appeared on his face.

The nine-ring knife flipped his wrist, and the big knife in both hands danced a wind wheel, which was quite a bit of a four-two-trick posture, and directly let the sword arc into the crowd behind him.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, screaming again and again, and I don't know how many people were killed by this sword.

Looking at the faces of the three people, they didn't care.

The dozens of people who were cut off by this sword before were also lying on the ground at this time, and some were not dead, struggling in a pool of blood with their hands to move forward, extremely bloody and terrifying.

Tuoba Ying, who was standing behind Li Wenshuo, lightly covered his slightly thin lips, his face was pale, and he didn't dare to move, looking at the white-robed swordsman in front of him, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Her eyes were dim, and she felt the overwhelming murderous aura coming from all directions, as if it had turned into a real ghost and a sword slamming into her heart, if it weren't for the fact that there was still a person standing in front of her, she thought she must have fallen.

At this time, the surrounding horse thieves saw this bloody scene, and dozens of people turned into flesh and blood in an instant, and in an instant, they were terrified and couldn't extricate themselves, and they didn't take anything, they just jumped on their horses and scattered and fled.

There were five other people in the room, and no one had the heart to care about them.

Li Wenshuo clenched the hilt of the sword in his palm, his eyes were a little cold, these three people are all top masters, each of them is a strong man who can dominate one side, but before that, he was not famous, and there were almost no rumors of them on the rivers and lakes.

This is very strange, because such a master always has to have a source or a teacher.

Li Wenshuo took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "Which one is Chu He?"

The three of them just sneered when they heard it.

The Confucian-robed swordsman sneered, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "None of them, don't think about it, Li Wenshuo, today is your death." ”

Li Wenshuo also laughed, pulled the sword in his hand, and said softly: "Then dare to ask all the heroes, whose hands am I going to die in today?"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were not in a hurry, they each flashed the weapons in their hands, and stepped forward one by one to report their identities.

"Soul Locking Sword Saint Yue Lin Zhuo. ”

"In the Nanhuai Iron King Kong Forest. ”

"Zhongzhou gentleman sword Zhao Xingyi. ”

are all well-known names, but it's a pity that Li Wenshuo hasn't heard of any of them, is he already so lonely and unheard?

Li Wenshuo smiled self-deprecatingly, the long sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the ground, and the cool and cold air at night flowed like a breeze, brushing his face from time to time, so wonderful that he couldn't notice it, like velvet brushing his face.

He said in a deep voice: "Nanshan, Li Wenshuo." ”

"I heard Chu He say that your sword is very fast, if I can, I would like to compete with you, but this time there is no room for loss, I can only fight more and less, there is really no gentleman's style, so I have to apologize." Junzi Jian Zhao Xingyi said.

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo smiled and said coldly: "It's okay, a good gentleman's sword, a good gentleman among a gentleman, let's go together, if you really compare swords, you alone will not be enough!"

Hearing this, Zhao Xingyi frowned slightly, but Yue Linzhuo laughed and said: "Zhao Xingyi is indeed a hypocrite, but you are a real man, if it weren't for the fact that I had to kill you today, I really wanted to have a drink with you." ”

Li Wenshuo shook his head, also smiled, and said: "Thank you for the compliment, it's just that although I love to drink, I don't drink everyone's wine." ”

Yue Lin Zhuo's brows were also furrowed, he snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Look for death!"

Lin Zhongyin laughed compassionately twice, and said: "Look at you two, so much nonsense, if you want to kill, kill quickly, being laughed at by a junior, don't you see that he doesn't look up to us at all?"

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo nodded and chuckled, and said with great satisfaction: "There is really a person who understands, but you have a lot of nonsense." ”

In the night sky, a cool breeze suddenly rose, and the murderous atmosphere was overwhelming.

Several people opened the stance, but they didn't take the lead, and the meadow on the ground was blown by the overflowing breath, rippling like layers of water waves, with a few people as the center, constantly pouring outward.