Chu Liuxiang still thought that that person would also flick his fingers?

The person who interrupted the Mixed River Dragon Long Sword was not in the place where Chu Liuxiang could see it, he should be in the front hall of the inn, where he had a meal.

Chao Jianglong's eyes stared directly at the young man, and after reading it, he put down the broken sword in his hand and sneered: "What kind of martial arts master did you think it was? ”

Song Chai was so frightened just now that his soul flew away, thinking that he was going to die, but who knew that there was someone to rescue him at the moment of crisis, he was really overjoyed.

He walked up to the boy in a wheelchair with Wan Mei's support, and was about to thank him, but was blocked by the boy with a palm stretched out.

Song Chai Zhilu said, a son like him who is gorgeously dressed and has strong martial arts, it is just a gesture to save people, and he will not take other people's "Xie Lu Xie" to heart at all.

The boy had a golden silk thread wrapped around his wrist, and he was still holding a dragon-shaped knife in his hand, although Song Chai didn't see clearly how the boy broke the long sword in the hand of the mixed river dragon, but he had already guessed the method. It must have been the boy who quickly punched out the dragon-shaped flying knife in his hand, and the flying knife with a golden silk thread hit the long sword of the mixed river dragon. The long sword couldn't resist the impact of the flying knife, and it broke in half with a "dang" sound.

Song Chai felt that he could easily interrupt the kung fu of the Mixed River Dragon Long Sword with a flying knife, even if he let himself practice for ten years, he would not be able to do it.

Song Chai admired the boy even more, this time he admired his chivalry in addition to his martial arts. No matter how high a person's martial arts are, if he does evil, no one can afford to look down on him.

It was because the boy had a chivalrous heart that the bearded man behind him was willing to follow him.

The big man held the scale on the back of the wheelchair with his hand, and there was not the slightest smile on his face.

He never seemed to laugh, or he never dared to laugh when the boy didn't make him laugh.

Although the bearded man did not have a smile on his face, his face was not scary at all, perhaps because he had followed his master for a long time, and his own face was also nurtured by his master's handsome face.

That son is indeed a rare beautiful man in the world, and perhaps only Chu Liuxiang's face can be compared with him in the world.

If you see his face and you look at other men, the faces of those men are as if they were not human faces.

Wan Mei's eyes stared at the face of the boy for a long time, and when she moved her eyes to his legs, she sighed in her heart: "Why did God give him a handsome face, but he stingily took away his two legs?"

How Wan Mei hoped that the child's leg was just a joke that the boy himself had played.

No one will joke about his legs, especially a son like him, with a serious, serious, serious face, a person like Chu Liuxiang may even make a joke about his crippled legs to others, but the eyes and movements of that son have already told everyone that he will not. He was truly crippled.

The boy looked at the coiling dragon golden thread in his hand, took the coiling dragon flying knife in his hand, and said softly: "You are not worthy to ask your name, and you are not worthy to talk to your subordinates." Before you get angry, you'd better all disappear, and don't set foot in the Wanmei Inn for half a step in the future. ”

Although the long sword of the mixed river dragon was broken, half of the sword was still in his hand.

With the sword, he felt that he had not been completely defeated, and he thought that he was just defenseless just now, so the sword in his hand would be interrupted by a cripple, so he still wanted to try. If he doesn't even have the courage to draw a sword in front of a crippled person like this, I'm afraid that he will be laughed off by the people in the rivers and lakes.

If that were the case, he would probably be worse off than he would be dead.

Chaojiang Long sneered and said, "Your Excellency knows about swordsmanship?"

The boy looked at the dragon head of the dragon flying knife in his hand and said lightly: "I am not interested in swordsmanship. ”

Mingjianglong said proudly: "It's no wonder. Since Your Excellency doesn't know swordsmanship, it doesn't matter, because you know a lot about swordsmanship. In the following, we will better understand the truth of one inch short and one inch of risk. ”

The boy still didn't look at the mixed river dragon, and said, "You don't want to tell you that your sword will be more powerful after it is broken, right?"

Mixed Jianglong brought his broken sword in front of him, and with a slight shake of his hand, the broken sword broke another inch. The broken inch fell to the ground with a "dang".

The sound was so crisp and piercing that the robbers in the mountains trembled a few times, but the noble boy sitting in the wheelchair still didn't even look at him.

Mixed Jianglong looked at the short sword that appeared in front of him and said, "I haven't used this short sword for many years. I just took it out and tried it today. ”

The gorgeous boy sneered: "I advise Your Excellency not to try. ”

Mixed Jianglong asked disdainfully: "If you are afraid of death, leave now, and I can spare your life below." ”

The boy raised his head at this time and glanced at Mingjiang Long coldly.

The body of the Mixed River Dragon was clawed by the dragon's claws, but his ruthlessness remained unchanged, and no one dared to think that the sword in the hands of the Mixed River Dragon could not kill the dead.

He's also a ruthless killer. Even if he didn't have a sword in his hand, no one would dare to underestimate him.

The noble boy said, "Do you really think that the short sword in your hand can kill you?"

Mingjiang Long glared at the boy and said, "The short sword has only been used three times in his life. For the first time, he killed the world-famous little god Hou Zhuge alive. The second time, Zai used this short sword to kill the Divine Sword King Guo Baiqi. For the third time, he used this short sword to kill the South China Sea Jade Guanyin Hua Jinhong. Your Excellency thinks your martial arts are better than these people, how do you think your martial arts?"

The noble son was a little surprised, he raised his head and glanced at the mixed river dragon, and said slowly: "The little god Hou Zhuge is not only smart in the world, but also good at designing mechanisms, it can be said that he is a master of organs and the king of hidden weapons. Even Tang Yi, the master of the Tang Sect's secret weapon, almost died under his secret weapon. In addition to these, Xiao Shenhou will also have many sects of martial arts in the rivers and lakes, as long as this person sees the other party's shot, he can turn the move into his own, when fighting with people, his martial arts are also full of hidden mysteries, carelessly, you are either hit by his secret weapon, or die in his feather fan. ”

Mingjiang Long said: "What you said is not bad at all. Such a powerful person was killed by me with a short sword. There was a smug smile on his face.