The other party's cold tone immediately made the black charcoal head, who had drunk some wine, burst into anger.

Although he has no ability, he is used to being an official, and bullying ordinary people is still common.

The visitor opposite was dressed in a worn black suit, not as old as his own. Although he was holding a guy in his hand, he looked dark and dark, not as beautiful as his waist knife, and he didn't know where to find the rags.

At the first moment, he decided that the other party was a coward who pretended to be a big clove of garlic and rushed to Jingzhao Mansion in a dusty manner. I was afraid that it was just a fun and a master to show off his world after returning to the village...

Master Li Shentong from the Li family held a birthday party, and there were even a competition between top masters in the world. It is said that in the past, such a grand event, an official like him could give him more than twenty taels of silver ingots to reward money.

Such a good thing was bullied and could not go away. Hei Tantou was already angry. At this time, he saw a guy who was not as good as himself and wanted to go to the Li Mansion. How could he not get angry?

"Wow, it seems like another person is watching the fun?" Hei Tantou walked towards the other person with a drunken smell, reached out and shook his hand in front of the other person's eyes, and said, "What? I sold my family's fields, bought a broken knife, and went out to explore the world? After I went to our Jingzhao Mansion to watch the competition, I planned to retire from the world, go back to the village to show off, and cheat a village girl to have fun? Hahaha..."

Hei Tantu smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth, but the other party did nothing.

In the tavern, there was no movement except for the laughter of the black charcoal head...

The eighteen people sat quietly, but they no longer had their leisurely drinking tea and wine, but they all stopped and looked at the man in black holding the knife coldly.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely strange.

The black charcoal head was drunk. Of course, no abnormality was found. But at this time, Aniu, who was entering the house, saw clearly the way he saw the house clearly.

Just as the man in black entered the house, the eighteen people on the three wine tables held the weapons in their hands at the same time, and attacked them together, with murderous auras. However, when the black charcoal head ridiculed the other party and laughed wildly, the weapons in the hands of the eighteen people were never pulled out.

The aura of those eighteen people is terrifying. What’s even more terrifying is the appearance of one of the eighteen people.

While seeing that face, Lu Aniu's legs began to tremble constantly. He found that his drink was really unnecessary and even his life might be possible.

Of course, no matter how terrifying the appearance is, it is at most surprising, and it is not enough to scare your legs to tremble. Moreover, the other person's appearance is at most a bit ugly and far from being terrifying.

But Lu Aniu had no ability, but his memory was amazing because of the guy with a horse-faced face. He remembered it very clearly that it was the Jiangyang thief who had been wanted for twenty years and had thousands of lives in his subordinates.

There is a rule when this guy kills people and robs money. As long as he can stop his three swords, he can save his life. Of course, the wealth is still needed. However, for many years, there are not many people who can pass through three swords under him. In just three years, he broke into the title of the first master of swords in the underworld on the northern Shaanxi-Gansu Road. However, he later committed a crime and was chased by the people of the Sansi, and finally disappeared five years ago.

But today, for some reason, this guy suddenly appeared in Jingzhao Mansion again. And judging from that meaning, his status among the eighteen people is not the highest.

Good, that guy was a master of the fifth level of the [Innate Realm] five years ago!

Could it be that those eighteen people are all masters of the innate realm!?

Lu Aniu's legs kept trembling, feeling helpless as if he was an ant caught in a vortex. But at this time, the idiot's black charcoal head was still chattering continuously.

Grandma, don’t you see that the eighteen people are all coming to the one you made fun of?

The strangest thing is that the weapons of the eighteen people are all swords!

Eighteen people, eighteen knives!

No, including the black knife of the man in black just entered the room, there are nineteen people here, nineteen swords.

There is no sound or echo...

Hei Tantu burped and said, "Hey? I ask you, why don't you answer? Li's mansion, that's the mansion of the Li family of the eight major families. Which onion are you worthy of going to Li's mansion?"

The man in black was still not angry, but a cold voice from the three tables suddenly sounded: "If there is still a place in the world that he is not qualified to go, then it is definitely not a place where a living person should go?"

"Who is so talkative? I..."

Hei Tan Teng straightened his neck and turned around and shouted wildly. He turned his head suddenly, but saw eighteen pairs of extremely cold eyes, as if he was forced by more than a dozen steel knives. The cold murderous aura made him feel goose bumps.

Black Charcoal Tau's scalp suddenly became cold, and the following words were swallowed back, almost breaking out. Then, he saw Lu Aniu, and the guy moved over with trembling body, trying to keep his voice calm, and shouted: "You, you are all stupid, are you drinking too much cat urine? What's the blind thing? Why don't you go back to stand guard quickly!"

"Ah, ah..." Hei Tantou nodded, pulled Lu Aniu, turned around and left.

Hei Tantou was already a little dumbfounded. Although he had no great ability, he knew that the sense of crisis at that moment was entirely caused by the murderous aura of the eighteen people on the other side. He had not used the energy, otherwise he would have been scared to death on the spot.

"Wait." The man in black suddenly spoke at this time and said, "Li's Mansion, how can you go..."

"Ah? Ahh, we, we don't, don't know!" The black charcoal head was in trouble and began to speak without pursuing his brain.

The man in black frowned slightly, and Lu Aniu's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to speak, the cold voice before sounded again: "Mr. Situ, my master has long admired Mr.'s name and wants to see you."

Mr. Situ?

Who could it be? He actually invited eighteen first-class swordsmen of the innate level or above to the level?

Lu Aniu's alcohol had already emerged in the cold sweat, and when he looked at the black charcoal head, he could only see the fear of the two.

"Not available!"

The man in black said lightly, keeping people from thousands of miles away, turning around and leaving.

"Mr. Situ, my master of my family has made friends with you sincerely... Mr. Situ..."

The cold and li voice became a little anxious. But the man in black still seemed to have never heard of it.

snort!

A cold snorted softly. Lu Aniu and Hei Tantou, who were about to leave, suddenly flashed in front of their eyes. They rushed straight to their throats. Before the scream could be heard, a black shadow blew by like a light breeze, and a light sound was heard.

ah!

The two of them had their eyes wide open, and they saw one of the eighteen masters of swords flying out several feet away, smashing the window and flying out. They didn't know life and death!

The man in black who had just walked to the door, stood proudly behind the two, blocking them behind, and staring at the remaining seventeen masters coldly.

It was not until this time that Lu Aniu and Hei Tantou let out a breath, glad that he hid back from the gates of hell.

For some reason, the master who was knocked out just now suddenly attacked the two ordinary soldiers, but was rescued by the man in black in time and even pushed the attack away. The two were immediately confused.

The seventeen masters on the opposite side had even more gloomy faces. One of the thin, white-haired old men came out from the crowd. Suddenly, "Mr. Situ, my master has invited me many times. It's okay if you don't give me a favor, why do you still attack my subordinates?"

Just when I heard the sound, it was the owner of the cold voice before.

"Why do you want to kill?" asked the man in black.

The old man sneered and said, "No one in the world dares to speak to our brothers like this, and these two people are blamed! Besides, they dare to humiliate Mr. Situ and refuse to lead the way for Mr. Situ. What's the use of keeping them?"

"That's mine!" the man in black frowned.

"Mr. Situ was wrong!" The skinny old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "Mr. Situ is a friend that my master values. He is one of the top masters in the world. How can he be humiliated by the name of a sword? If they humiliated my master valued by a friend that my master values, wouldn't it be equivalent to humiliating my master's short-sightedness? How can he stay in the world with such a scum?"

As soon as the name of the Jue Dao was said, the black charcoal head suddenly felt his head "buzzing", and his legs became soft and sat directly on the ground.

My mother, let me die!

Unexpectedly, the man in black who was humiliated by him repeatedly turned out to be the strong contender for the "No. 1 Knife in the World", Situ Lingfeng, the fifth-ranked "Jiudao" on the Tianjue List!

The black charcoal head was so soft that it was on the ground, and Lu Aniu pulled it for a long time but couldn't pull it up.

He just drank too much insulting words, but unexpectedly the other party held a grudge. After confirming that the two were useless to Situ Lingfeng, he immediately took action to kill him. If Situ Lingfeng hadn't taken action, they would have been beheaded on the spot.

At this moment, the two looked at Situ Lingfeng's back, as friendly as if they had reborn!

"These two officials have been doing a lot of bullying the people on weekdays. They have killed them all, so why should Mr. Situ care?"

Situ Lingfeng said lightly: "Their lives have nothing to do with me, it's just your style of doing things, I think it's very annoying!"

It looks annoying!

This is Situ Lingfeng's style of doing things. He is not a hero, nor a savior, nor does he love the world. He doesn't like these two people, but he hates the way these eighteen swordsmen do things even more, so he medds nostalgia!

The remaining seventeen people on the opposite side suddenly became angry. Everyone held the knife handle tightly and wanted to draw the knife out of the sheath!

"Mr. Situ, do you know the consequences of doing so?"

Situ Lingfeng showed a disdainful sneer for the first time and said slowly: "No one dares to draw his sword in front of me. Are you sure you don't know the consequences? Tell the master, don't bother me again!"

Situ Lingfeng turned around proudly, raised his legs and was about to leave!

"Sir, stay!"

The skinny old man winked, and seventeen people held the knife handle at the same time and rushed forward!

"roll!"

Situ Lingfeng shouted angrily, and saw him turn slightly, wave the black knife in his hand. Before the knife was unsheathed, it buzzed, and a momentum spread.

The seventeen swordsmen had not even been unsheathed, and they felt a shock in their hands. Then they were ruthlessly lifted away. The seventeen people ran out several meters away, but were thrown back and smashed into their original seat.

Jue Dao took action!?

Seventeen people were shocked at the same time and touched their bodies in a mess, but found no injuries.

Where did the other party attack him with this sword? None of the seventeen people could tell!

ah!?

With a scream, everyone looked in surprise. The thin old man, the leader of the team, looked dullly at the treasure sword that had been following him for decades. At the moment he was unsheathed, only half of it was pulled out, but the other half had been broken into the scabbard.

The other swordsmen were shocked and looked at their treasure sword in horror. As a result, there was no trace on the scabbard and they couldn't help but feel relieved, but at the moment when they pulled the sword out of the scabbard, they were all stunned...

Seventeen swords broke in the middle, becoming seventeen broken swords with only half left!

This is Situ Lingfeng. Before the sword was unsheathed, he had hit the scabbard in the hands of seventeen people in one swing, breaking the coefficient of the sword they rely on for fame. The profound skills and ingenious force were already terrifying.

Especially the shapes, sizes, thicknesses and materials of these seventeen treasure swords are all different, but Situ Lingfeng can easily distinguish them in one blow. It is definitely not the category of martial arts, but has entered the realm of Tao.
Chapter completed!