"No need to explain. Dao Ye turned around, "If you break the rules, you will be punished according to the rules...... Keep a hand. "

Dao Ye, I was wrong Dao Ye! I won't dare next time!" Brother Hu begged with a frightened face.

But at this time, the knife master had already turned around, and several horses beside the knife master walked over with a sly smile at this time.

......

A hand was thrown in front of Xiao Junlin.

"The subordinates are ignorant and scare the guests, please forgive me. Dao Ye said with a smile.

The guests hiding in the corner couldn't help but exclaim, and some closed their eyes, as if they couldn't bear to look at this scene directly.

I thought it was just a fight and brawl, but who knew it would develop into this situation.

Xiao Junlin glanced at his bloody palm, and there was no wave in his heart.

He'd seen a scene more bloody than this countless times, and he wouldn't be easily scared at all.

The old man continued to speak: "This hand is regarded as an apology for offending you by the subordinates just now. However, you beat my people and smashed my field, should you also give me some explanation?"

"What do you want?" Xiao Junlin asked with interest.

"One hand. The old man gestured with a finger, "Leave a hand, and I can let you go."

Xiao Junlin smiled: "The hand is here, cut it yourself."

"Boy, don't be too arrogant! don't think that if you have a gun, you can go wild in front of the sword master. Before the old man could say anything, a strong man next to him couldn't help it and rushed over with a machete.

Xiao Junlin put his hand on the table, not dodging or dodging.

"Bell!" The knife slashed into Xiao Junlin's wrist, making a sound of metal colliding.

"Golden bell jar?" the

old man blurted out with a shrunken look.

Xiao Junlin shook his head.

"Is that an iron cloth shirt?" the old man couldn't figure out Xiao Junlin's path for a while.

There aren't many martial arts that can strengthen defenses.

And the subordinate he cut down this knife just now is also a martial artist at the peak of the Mortal Martial Realm, and the martial arts that can carry him with a knife are even rarer.

Xiao Junlin shook his head again.

This is actually one of the seventy-two stunts of the god of war, King Kong is not bad, and it is not known how many times stronger than the golden bell jar iron cloth shirt and the like.

The prestige of the Xuanwu God of War under his seat is largely due to this King Kong incorruptible divine skill.

Unfortunately, this technique lacks recognition, and others will always mistake it for the likes of the Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked Xiao Junlin up and down.

"I didn't expect you to be a famous martial artist, I don't know what the name of Xiaoyou Dao is?"

"You don't deserve to know. The

old man's face changed slightly, and a wave of anger rose in his heart.

"Okay, good, young man, I really don't know how thick the sky is, and after practicing foreign skills for a few years, I feel that I am invincible in the world? Today, I Chen Dao will teach you well, what are the rules of the rivers and lakes!" After

that, the old man crushed the two walnuts in his hand, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed Xiao Junlin with a sharp look in his eyes.

Iron Claw Gong.

It is the same external skill as the Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt, but it has been practiced by the old man to the realm of supernatural beauty.

Even if it was a bullet, he was confident that he could take it empty-handed.

But Xiao Junlin's face was calm, and he let the old man grab his arm.

The old man exerted force in his hand, wanting to break Xiao Junlin's arm.

But although the old man's face was flushed because of all his strength, the sharp claws that could usually scratch stones could not even break the skin at this time.

Xiao Junlin smiled indifferently and held the old man's left hand with his backhand.

"Ah!" the

old man screamed and hurriedly retreated.

It turned out that just now, his left hand had been pinched and deformed by Xiao Junlin.

All the ponies were shocked by this scene, a guy who jumped out of nowhere and defeated the sword master who had been famous on the road for a long time.

It's like the plot of a novel.

"Wouldn't it, wouldn't it?" "Even the sword master suffered at the hands of this

kid?" "What is the origin of that kid?"

"No, that guy just won by luck just now, and the sword master's claw skills are usually just practiced and played." "

Yes, when the knife master draws the knife, this guy will be finished. The

crowd began to comfort themselves.

The old man looked at his trembling hands, and his heart was filled with anger, he was caught off guard just now, and almost capsized.

Although he has not cultivated the Iron Claw Skill for a long time, he is a strong man at the peak of the True Martial Realm, and the other party has just been able to make him suffer a loss, which shows that his martial arts are not bad.

"Get my sword!" roared the old man.

The old man had no idea of backing down, he Chen Dao started from the end of the slightest, and he was able to achieve today's status and become the second person in the True Boxing Club, relying on a knife and a breath.

Immediately, two horses came with a heavy saber on their shoulders.

The old man stood with a knife in his hand, his whole body was full of momentum, and he said with a high fighting spirit: "Boy, no matter who you are, I will give you one last chance to report your name, I will not kill the unknown under the knife!"

Xiao Junlin was expressionless and made a provocative gesture.

"How daring!" the old man shouted angrily, and then swung his knife and slashed at Xiao Junlin.

The long knife of dozens of catties was wielded vigorously by the old man.

Seeing that the strong wind was blowing in his face, the knife was about to cut Xiao Junlin's neck, and Xiao Junlin finally made a move.

Xiao Junlin really just "made a move".

"No, I'm not mistaken, did he? did he really use only two fingers to grip that heavy knife?"

The old man's heart was shocked, and he seemed to be completely unable to accept the facts in front of him.

The knife just now had at least hundreds of catties of strength, but the other party was as relaxed as holding a piece of paper, and he felt that the strength of the man in front of him was a little beyond imagination.

But the old man had no time to think at this time, and if he couldn't strike a blow, he would immediately draw his knife and retreat.

But the blade didn't move as if it was welded.

Xiao Junlin smiled, and with a slight grip of his fingers, the blade of the knife was directly disconnected!

The old man was horrified in his heart, and the combat experience he had formed for a long time made him immediately let go of the handle of the knife and wanted to leave.

But how could Xiao Junlin give him a chance, he pinched the blade with his backhand and threw it hard in the direction

of the old man!

"Boom!"

The blade pierced the old man's chest, carrying unparalleled might, and smashed the wall behind the old man.

The old man lowered his head blankly, looked at the bloody hole in his chest, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Ahhhh

Even the old man's original group of horses, who were accustomed to seeing blood, were horrified at this moment.

After all, Xiao Junlin slaughtered the invincible sword master in their eyes in two moves, which was so strong that they couldn't understand it.

But at this time, Xiao Junlin sighed.

"Alas, careless, beat people to death.

Xiao Junlin patted his head at this time, and realized that he was here to arrest and interrogate.

But now if I accidentally kill the leader, I'm afraid I will lose a lot of valuable information.

Thinking of this, Xiao Junlin sent a message to Chen Jingguo, who was ambushed outside the bar.

[You can come in and arrest someone.] 】

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