Hua Ping, male, thirty-two years old, is the leader of the Thirteen Gangs in Guanzhong.
He is very short.
But no one would think that he was a dwarf, because he seemed to be full of energy and energy.
He wore a very long black cloak, but the red sword coat on the handle of the sword was exposed.
Huaping became the leader of the thieves in Guanzhong just because of this knife.
There are actually many people who use knives in the world, perhaps second only to swords.
But few are faster than Guan Ping's sword.
He practiced swordsmanship at the age of five and has been practicing swordsmanship for twenty-seven years now. His swordsmanship has two characteristics.
——Fast and fierce.
Not fast enough to kill.
If you are not fierce, you will not be able to gain a reputation.
Ten years ago, he was already the leader of the Thirteenth Gang.
In the year when he became the chief executive, he also received two other titles.
The magic sword in the left hand.
The fastest knife in the world.
"Taiyuan One Sword" Shang Fei, who is known as the one who never kills with the second sword, is a top martial arts master. Due to business problems, he clashed with the Thirteenth Gang and was split in half by Hua Ping's sword.
"Taihang Dual Swords" The Ding brothers are famous swordsmen in the world. They thought that their swordsmanship had reached a great level. Three months ago, they went up to Rock Mountain to challenge Huaping.
Huaping is still a sword.
Two hands were cut off with one strike.
Two right hands holding knives.
In fact, Kahei is not only a magic sword in his left hand, but can also shoot the bow left and right, but his right hand sword is not as fast as his left hand.
But that's the case.
He is also confident that he can firmly occupy the position of chief executive with only the sword in his right hand which is not fast enough.
But now, he suddenly lost confidence.
All the confidence melted away in front of the young man in front of him.
A very handsome young man.
"The position of chief executive is always occupied by the capable. You are no match for me, so let me take this position."
The young man in black is holding a sword in his right hand. He is handsome and elegant. His whole body is not stained with any dust, as if he is hanging down from the clouds from the nine heavens.
Until now, Huaping still doesn't know the young man's name.
He only knew that the young man's martial arts was very, very high.
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Less than a cup of tea ago, Hua Ping was still practicing swordsmanship in the backyard. He has been practicing swordsmanship for twenty-seven years. During these twenty-seven years, no matter the wind, rain, cold or heat, his classes in the morning and evening were never interrupted.
If not, how can we get to the top of the list?
He had just rested when one of his confidants told him angrily that someone at the Shanxia Inn wanted to see the boss and take his seat.
The place where Huaping lives is called Stone Mountain, also known as Bandit Mountain, because all the people living on this mountain are bandits.
The heroes in the arena are all majestic and have unparalleled martial arts skills, but no one dares to come up to trouble.
At the foot of Bandit Mountain, an inn was opened to cater to passers-by.
Kill literally.
But the passers-by to be slaughtered today are extraordinary.
Instead of killing the bandits into passers-by, the passers-by had their heads chopped off.
When Huaping rushed over, dozens of people were already lying on the ground, with their limbs and arms broken, and blood flowing all over the ground. It was extremely violent.
The three gang leaders who came ahead of him took action together, slashing the air with their long swords and killing a young man in black.
Although these three gang leaders are not as good as him in martial arts, they are still top-notch players in the world.
The man just waved his sleeves lightly, and the hundred-smelted steel knives in the hands of the three gang leaders suddenly broke into pieces and shot towards them, tying the three gang leaders into sieves in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Hua Ping was sweating in his palms.
Not an opponent!
Definitely no match!
A master like this was the only one he had ever seen, and Huaping didn't have the slightest confidence.
"You are no match for me, so let me take the seat." The young man in black has set his sights on Hua Ping.
It's only early autumn now.
But at this moment, Huaping felt extremely cold. A gust of autumn wind blew by. It was as cold as a knife, and it was biting and painful.
But no matter how cold it was, it couldn't be as cold as Hua Ping's heart.
He felt that the opponent's momentum was coming over him like a mountain and a tsunami, and he was just a small boat on the waves, in danger of capsizing at any time.
But his left hand has slowly grasped the handle of the knife.
"Hey." The young man in black seemed a little surprised, and then he raised his palms and sighed: "Very good, I underestimated you. To be able to sit in the position of the boss, your character is really extraordinary, I will allow you to take a stab at it." "
Huaping said nothing.
The muscles all over his body were tense, full of energy, his robes swelled, and his whole body was like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to go.
Under the strong oppression of the young man in black, his energy and spirit had reached an unprecedented peak.
But the young man in black just stood with his hands behind his back, smiling.
Suddenly, Huaping let out a loud shout. The real power between his feet exploded, and the soil splashed and exploded to the side. But he jumped up towards Yulian City, raised the long knife in his palm to the sky, stirred up the strong wind, and slashed in the air.
The light of Pi Lian's sword spread out like a galaxy in an instant, and the power of the sword completely enveloped the young man in black.
This sword was really the pinnacle of Hua Ping's life, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the light of this sword.
After cutting off this sword, his confidence also skyrocketed.
He is known as the "Left Hand Magic Sword" and "The World's Fastest Sword". But he knew that as long as that person was around, he would never be the number one swordsman.
That person is - Xiao Shiyilang.
The biggest thief in the world, he is a god with a knife.
As for the power of this sword, Huaping was confident that it would never be inferior to Xiao Shiyilang's sword.
Yu Liancheng sighed softly and pointed out casually.
This finger is as crystal clear as jade, but gives people a sharp and domineering feeling like a knife, but it uses the exquisite martial arts of "finger knife".
Just a "ding" sound was heard, the long knife collided with the finger knife, and after a moment of stasis, the light of the knife burst into pieces. The long knife in Hua Ping's palm also burst open in an instant, and was covered with cobwebs.
As the blades scattered and fell, Yu Liancheng's fingers were already on Hua Ping's chest.
"If you have the guts to try to swing a knife at me, that's fine. I won't kill you. But you can avoid the death penalty, but you can't escape the living penalty."
As soon as the force on his fingertips was released, Huaping flew three feet away, blood spurting from his mouth, and his breath was extremely weak.
"I think no one should object to me being the boss now."
Yu Liancheng put his hands behind his back and Zhuo Li smiled and said, "If you have any, please tell me. I've always been a kind person. It would be bad if I killed the wrong person."
