A Niu slowly pulled out the knife from his waist.
It was an earth-yellow knife, without any shine, like a dry branch.
However, in A Niu's eyes, he is just a knife.
When the junior sister of the Zixia Sword Sect saw the knife A Niu pulled out, she burst into laughter and said, "It's just a branch, and there are people who use it as a weapon."
As A Niu's knife was slowly pulled out, a sad atmosphere began to appear in the warm spring air.
If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
All the enemies who have seen A Niu's sword have rushed to hell.
Murderous intent permeated the air, and A Niu's aura gradually grew. The little junior sister of Zixia Sword Sect no longer had the contempt on her face.
She slowly moved her body and hid behind a senior sister, shivering.
After A Niu pulled out all the knives in his hand, some of the weak Jianghu people were already peeing and peeing.
A Niu's face was cold, he looked down at everyone and said, "Who has made a move?"
There was silence in the air, no one answered. A Niu's face darkened, and an afterimage flashed by. The first person to die was the junior sister of the Zixia Sword Sect.
Everyone in the Zixia Sword Sect looked at the little junior sister lying in a pool of blood, and they were all furious, but they did not dare to step forward in the face of A Niu's powerful momentum.
"This young hero, one life is worth one life. The life you took of one person from our Zixia Sword Sect is worth the life of the person who was killed just now." Han Suping suppressed his anger and looked at A Niu and said.
"Brother, there is no need to bow to him. With so many of us, how can we not defeat him alone?" A disciple behind Han Suping looked at A Niu with an angry face and said.
Hearing the sound, Han Suping turned his head and looked at the male disciple and shouted loudly: "Junior Brother Fan, I know that you usually have a good relationship with Junior Sister Zhou, but we have to see the situation in front of us clearly. Do you want us all to die here?"
After hearing this, Junior Brother Fan's face darkened and he said, "We usually respect you so much in vain. Junior Sister Zhou was killed in this way, but you look like this. I really misjudged you."
After saying that, Junior Brother Fan stepped forward and stood in front of A Niu, pointed his sword at A Niu and said loudly: "You killed my junior sister indiscriminately, then one life is worth another."
After saying that, Junior Brother Fan stepped forward with his sword in hand. When Han Suping saw this, he shouted to Junior Brother Fan, but it was already too late.
A Niu's figure flashed past, and ripples appeared in the air. Junior Brother Fan's figure stopped in place, with shock on his face.
A Niu sheathed his sword and walked slowly past Junior Brother Fan. When he reached Han Suping, a stream of blood spurted out from Junior Brother Fan's neck, and Junior Brother Fan fell down.
The disciples of the Zixia Sword Sect looked at Junior Brother Fan who was lying on the ground and his body was twitching slightly, their eyes filled with horror.
The martial arts skills of the young man in front of him, who was similar to his own age, were as good as those of his master.
No, his skill is still above that of his master.
Han Suping thought that A Niu was going to do something to him, but he never thought that A Niu would pass directly through the crowd of Zixia Sword Sect and come to the front of a crowd of Jianghu people.
A Niu glanced at them and said in a cold tone: "Should you do it yourself, or should I do it myself?"
Everyone, look at me, I'll look at you, no one is doing anything.
After a while, A Niu suddenly said: "It doesn't matter if you don't take action. Let's do this. I can let five of you go. Whoever survives to the end, I will let you go."
All the people in the arena looked at A Niu, feeling that A Niu was insulting them. A young boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old dared to insult them like this. It was really intolerable for a scholar, uncle, and aunt. .
For a moment, several people came up with swords and attacked A Niu.
A Niu sneered and said, "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
There were just a few bangs and bangs, and everyone fell to the ground, with screams everywhere.
When everyone saw this, their swords and swords were dancing wildly. Several people were killed in an instant, and their blood flowed all over the ground.
As a result, a fatal fight took place among the crowd.
Everyone in the Zixia Sword Sect naturally gathered together to be on guard against attacks. As a senior brother, Han Suping rushed to the front, and after killing a few short-sighted Jianghu people, no one came forward to attack the Zixia Sword Sect and others.
In the end, the entire battlefield formed several groups: Jianghu Rangers, Zixia Sword Sect, Yuchang Pavilion, Zhujian Hall, and Tangmen.
These five groups are eyeing each other and are wary of each other.
A Niu looked at the peaceful battlefield and said, "Why don't we fight?"
Everyone looked at A Niu, their hearts filled with anger. They all seemed to understand after this unprovoked life and death struggle.
"It seems that you all want to survive, why don't you continue?" A Niu said with a cold face.
At this time, the Tang King of the Tang Sect took the lead and said: "Senior Brother Han, you and I will stop here. We will see you later when the mountains are high and the rivers are far away."
"Senior Brother Tang, it's easy to talk. I don't know Senior Brother Chang from the Sword Building Hall..." Han Suping turned to look at the group of people from the Sword Building Hall.
"I still have no opinion. It depends on the opinion of Senior Sister Qu of Yuchang Pavilion." Chang Jian of the Sword-making Hall said while looking at Qu Xiaoyun of Yuchang Pavilion.
Seeing that a group of people didn't care at all about his words, Atonton felt that he was insulted.
In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and the withered yellow knife flashed past. One person in each of the five groups was killed instantly.
When A Niu's figure appeared again, the calmness in everyone's eyes slowly turned into fear, and the chatter and laughter just now disappeared without a trace.
"Have you discussed it?"
At this time, Aniu seemed a little impatient, because he talked too much today, so much that he felt bored.
Everyone watched him slowly wipe the blood off the knife, feeling as if they were in an endless hell.
And the A Niu standing in front of him seemed to be the evil ghost Shura in hell.
A Niu saw that no one was speaking, and his figure disappeared again.
Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people around them, the fear in the hearts of the living people is getting bigger and bigger.
A Niu looked at these people with only fear in his eyes. When he drew his knife and was about to send them away, a figure suddenly appeared and stopped him.
The person who came was wearing green clothes, and a folding fan was shaking gently in his hand.
It was warm spring season and the weather was not hot. Maybe he just wanted to look cool.
This person seems to be unable to determine his specific age. He has a delicate and handsome face, white eyebrows and hair, a slender figure, and a majestic air.
Upon seeing this, Tang Yu quickly stepped forward and shouted: "Uncle, help me."
The man looked at the Tang family members whose faces were full of fear, and saw the Tang disciples who had been lying dead on the ground for a long time. He walked up to A Niu and cupped his hands and said, "This young hero, Tang I have offended many disciples, so please forgive me."
A Niu looked at him and asked impatiently: "Who are you?"
The man replied: "I am Tang Buhuo of the Tang Sect."
"Tang Daxia, do you want to try the Qiu Feng Sword Technique?" A Niu looked at him and said.
"The young hero was joking. Someone from Tang asked the young hero to show his respect and let them live." Tang Buhuo said.
"Okay, what are Tang Daxia's conditions?" A Niu asked.
