The spirit sword is too fast and ruthless!
The killer dressed as a round-faced businessman felt the sword in his hand fly out before he could see clearly how the other party would move, and then he saw the hand holding the sword fly out in an instant.
Two killers dressed as hawkers and two killers dressed in black all exclaimed at this moment.
Because the swords in their hands, and the hands holding the swords, no longer belong to them, just like their companions at the front.
No one saw this lightning-fast sword clearly, and everything was over.
Before they could even let out a scream, they were already flying into the air, flying off the deck and flying over the Tongtian River.
Cutting snow with one sword is no longer just cutting snow with one sword.
Those countless lines, like countless thin threads, pierced into their bodies the moment the spirit sword cut off their arms.
As a result, these countless silk threads instantly lifted their bodies and blasted them into the sky.
The big ship was about to dock, its speed gradually slowed down, and it slowly headed towards the shore.
The current big ship is only twenty feet away from the shore, but these twenty feet have become the place where five killers live and die.
Being blasted into the air by Li Xiuyuan's sword left the killers with nothing to rely on. Even flying forward a foot was absolutely impossible.
Not to mention those lines as thin as silk threads, which had passed through their bodies in a flash of lightning, cutting off the meridians of the five people.
It wasn't until the moment it was about to hit the Tongtian River that there was an exclamation of "Ah! Ah...".
The surging river water instantly overwhelmed them, and the rolling sand dragged their bodies to the bottom of the unfathomable river.
"Oh my God! Look, Erba, a few guys jumped into the river again. What day is it today?"
Cuihua was so frightened that she was weak, holding on to Erwa tightly and not daring to let go.
Erwa watched the scene happening in front of him silently, thought for a while and said, "Hurry, wait for the boat to dock and see if the brothers have gone down the mountain."
"Shopkeeper, someone jumped into the river again."
Seeing that the big ship was about to dock, the guys on the big iron ship couldn't figure out why there were still people who wanted to die.
The shopkeeper sighed and shouted: "What are you doing standing still? Be careful, the ship is about to dock."
"The ship is about to dock, but those guys can't get ashore or go home."
The fortune teller at the tea stall on the other side took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "Did you see that sword clearly? I really didn't look carefully."
Shaking his head, Gongye Yewang replied coldly: "I didn't look carefully either."
"Plop, plop!" Li Xiuyuan picked up the severed arm on the ground into the roaring river, and changed into a white shirt before the boat docked.
Although there is no blood on his body, there is still a trace of blood on him.
He didn't want Cuihua to smell this murderous aura, even though the couple and the two guys watching the theater across from him knew clearly that this was what he did.
But, who saw the sword in the wind that he slashed out?
As long as he doesn't admit it, no one can prove that he is the killing god on the Tongtian River.
Cihang Pudu is also the one who puts down his weapons.
For the killers who were attacking him with a sword, he would only wave his sword to defeat the demons without frowning.
Otherwise, he would not be the Luoxia Immortal who planted hundreds of apricot trees in the mountains.
"Woo!" In the sound, the big ship slowly docked. No shouting could be heard on the Tongtian River, leaving only a pool of blood on the stern deck.
It can prove to the crew on board that a fight has just occurred here.
After thinking about it, Li Xiuyuan slashed out with his sword and borrowed a stream of Ruoshui from Tongtianhe.
There was a sound of "wow!" and a stream of water rushed into the sky. The moment Li Xiuyuan turned around, it fell like a heavy rain.
In just the blink of an eye, there was no more blood.
A gust of river wind blew away the last trace of the smell of blood, as if nothing had happened here.
With his hands behind his back, Li Xiuyuan followed the merchants and hawkers in the cabin and walked in line to the dock without any hurry.
...
A chill came over him, and he suddenly felt a rain of blood falling in front of his eyes. He wanted to shout, but he just opened his mouth and said nothing.
Not to mention that he didn't see the sword clearly before, even the heavy rain that suddenly splashed into the sky on the Tongtian River, he didn't see carefully either.
The five powerful killers were at the pinnacle of the Void Refining Realm, and the round-faced businessman was a killer at the Fusion Realm.
The last five killers who took action were so easily smashed into the Tongtian River, leaving no bones behind, and even the last drop of blood was washed away.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew up by the river, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky, as if it was carrying him towards the Tongtian River.
Gongye Yewang sighed softly and said, "I understand. If this guy wasn't a peerless monk, he would really be possessed by evil powers."
His eyes shrank, showing a different expression.
But for a moment, he denied his own knowledge. Even if the young man in front of him started practicing from his mother's womb, there was no way he could be the opponent of those dozen killers.
There is only one answer, and that is the evil magic that everyone is talking about.
With this answer, the awkward look on Gongye Yewang's face immediately disappeared, and he pointed to the other side of the Tongtian River in the distance.
He said quietly: "I am very satisfied with this trip to the snowfield."
The fortune teller didn't care about what happened on the boat, but he was thinking more deeply, wondering whether he should go to Li Xiuyuan for a drink after crossing the river.
After thinking for a while, he said: "No matter who it is, they want to kill the young man on the boat. If he is really easy to kill, he will not walk all the way from Lantian to here and cross the Tongtian River."
A simple sentence is to declare to Gongye Yewang that you don't want to take advantage of him.
A higher realm is what the monks in this land pursue.
But when you reach a certain level, it is extremely difficult to break through. For a single elixir, countless monks can go crazy, lose their minds, and lose their lives.
The temptation from the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain can make the bandits in the world take risks with countless killers and gamble with their own lives on the life of a young man.
Fortunately, the fortune teller no longer has to gamble his life.
Perhaps, in the White Snow City ahead, there will still be killers and monks who are carried away by temptation. Right now, they only have one thought, and that is to kill this blind young man.
However, who knew that the Silver Wolf, who had full confidence in killing the boy, had turned into ashes in the wasteland?
Before meeting Li Xiuyuan, he also thought that he would kill a blind young man, no matter how high his level was.
It's just a matter of raising your hand.
Gongye Yewang sighed and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, as if he was paying his last respects to the dead killers.
He was just like the fortune teller. He was very confident before that he would be able to kill the young man if he wanted to.
However, now he has a different understanding and believes that he does not need to be a desperate wild wolf like those idiot killers and follow the young man.
He even had different ideas from the fortune teller. Right now, he wanted to go to Snow City and find an inn to have a good sleep.
Looking across the Tongtian River, the young man finally appeared in his eyes.
There was a figure in the wind, waving hello to the boy.
He knew that it was the shopkeeper by the Tongtian River, inviting the young man to come in to eat a pot of spiced mutton and drink a glass of strong wine.
After thinking about it, he looked at the fortune teller in front of him and said with a smile: "After crossing the river, I'll treat you to a drink."
...
After getting off the big iron boat, Li Xiuyuan took off the bamboo hat on his head.
Not far away, Erwa, who came out to collect customers, was waving to the merchants and vendors who were dropping off customers, and shouted: "The five-spice mutton has just been cooked. Eat until you are full before you go on your way."
Until Li Xiuyuan stood in front of Erwa, he did not recognize that the boy with his face covered with a piece of black cloth was the boy who saved the life of the monk Buli.
Li Xiuyuan did not say hello to him, but bypassed Erwa and walked directly to the shed.
It wasn't until he sat down at the table by the river that he said to Cuihua who was lighting a fire: "Cuihua, boil a pot of water for me."
Just water, not tea, this is Li Xiuyuan's habit. This habit is only known to Cuihua and Erwa, even though ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.
"Ah! Isn't it my brother Buli monk who is here today? This, a little fairy fell from the sky?"
Cuihua didn't need to reply, so she replied that she didn't need to see the person, just by listening to the voice she knew that the person who had disappeared for ten years was back.
When she got a pot of water and came over, she was stunned for a moment.
He rushed over, grabbed Li Xiuyuan's hand and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with your eyes? Does Buli know?"
Li Xiuyuan pulled her to sit down at the table and replied calmly: "It's okay, I'm just blind, but I didn't lose my life."
Cuihua reached out and gently touched the black cloth on his face, but did not take it off in the end.
Instead, he lit the small stove on the table and sighed faintly: "Just now, Erwa and I saw someone jumping into the river on the boat. We thought it was Monk Buli who had returned."
Li Xiuyuan laughed when he heard this: "Even if he doesn't come back, no one will jump into the river."
Buli has been cultivating by the Tongtian River for ten years. Don't say that he doesn't dare to have any idea of him. In the eyes of the merchants who come and go, Buli is just an ordinary shopkeeper.
Who would think of him? In this way, naturally no one would jump into the river.
When Cuihua heard this, she was instantly amused by Li Xiuyuan. She wiped away her tears and said with a smile, "I forgot, ever since Brother Buli met you, he is no longer the God of Killing."
Li Xiuyuan put the kettle on the stove, thought for a while, took out two space rings and stuffed them into Cuihua's hands.
He smiled and said, "Don't let Erba see it. If you don't do business here, you won't be short of food and drink, right?"
Cuihua was stunned for a moment, and then she let out a soft cry: "Originally, those guys were thrown down by you. Nowadays, who else dares to take advantage of the little gentleman?"
"A certain elder from Jade Dragon Snow Mountain wants my head, which is worth a lot of spiritual stones."
Li Xiuyuan sighed softly and said: "On the other side of the river, a fortune teller I know will be coming over soon. When he is here, don't mention what happened to me in the past."
Cuihua carefully put away the space ring in her hand and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I'll tell Erwa later. By the way, what about my brother who never leaves?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed after hearing this and said with a wry smile: "He is in retreat on the snow mountain. I don't know when he will come."
Not to mention him, even the inseparable master, the old monk, doesn’t know when his precious disciple will be able to complete nirvana and wake up from his dream.
While the two were talking and chatting, the big iron ship loaded people and goods and continued to the other side.
Erwa, who had not received any guests, walked in dejectedly and shouted: "Someone jumped into the river today, which made these guys not in the mood to eat meat and drink wine."
Cuihua laughed when she heard this, took out a piece of flower cloth to wipe the tears on her face, and said with a smile: "We will not do business this afternoon. We will eat the cooked mutton ourselves."
Erwa looked at his mother-in-law grabbing the blind man's hand, thinking who dared to molest his own woman, and couldn't help but rush forward.
He waved his hand in front of Li Xiuyuan's eyes and asked, "Boy, who are you?"
