"Clang!"
The long saber was unsheathed, and a flash of saber light shone in the eyes of the six strong men. Most of them did not even see how the saber was unsheathed. They only heard the sound of it being unsheathed. Then, the three people at the front were beheaded and knelt on the ground.
The white-robed saberman held his saber with one hand and casually waved it to get rid of the blood on the saber. He did not put the bandits who rushed forward in his eyes at all and looked relaxed.
Stepping forward, he drew his saber.
The white-robed swordsman's attack was very simple. It was just a simple swing. There were no fancy knife flowers or knife techniques, but it was very fast. It was so fast that the long knife slashed out, and the knife light connected into a bright light.
The long saber slashed continuously, beheading the remaining three bandits.
The saber returned to its sheath. The figure of the white-robed swordsman was still the same as when he came.
More importantly, after he killed the people, he sheathed his saber without saying a word.
Then, he straightened his bamboo hat and walked past Zhong Mo, leaving in a carefree manner.
He came without a word, killed without a word, and left without a word.
It was like flicking the dust off a bamboo hat on a journey. Killing people was as easy as breathing.
He was really too pretentious. The lofty image of a peerless macheteman was immediately established.
Zhong Mo was very envious. Why didn't he think of this? He was actually thinking about whether to eliminate the evil or rob the rich to help the poor.
He was really inexperienced.
However, what Zhong Mo did not expect was that the white-robed macheteman left in a hurry and returned even more urgently.
The sun was setting in the west. Zhong Mo walked forward with his back facing the setting sun. He watched as the white-robed swordsman who had left in a hurry suddenly rushed back.
He stepped on a meteor and flew through the snow. Moreover, he seemed to be in a panic. His right hand held a long knife, and his left arm was twisted and deformed. It was obvious that he had broken his bones. There was also a huge claw mark on his chest. The claw mark was so deep that one could see his bones. He did not look like a master at all. It was as if something was chasing him from behind, making him pant and run for his life.
The other party immediately shouted when he saw Zhong Mo. "Run, there's a bear demon behind us!"
"Roar!"
A huge brown bear that looked like a war chariot roared as it rushed out from the forest in the distance. In the snow and ice, snowflakes were rolling. Just one bear alone had the momentum of thousands of troops, just like a fully powered war chariot.
Although the white-robed swordsman ran fast, the brown bear ran even faster. It pounced a few meters away, and its huge shadow enveloped the white-robed swordsman.
The white-robed swordsman had no choice but to turn around and slash.
The long saber was as fast as a waterfall as it slashed at the brown bear's neck.
However, this brown bear was more than three meters long and nearly four meters long. When it stood upright, it was as tall as a building. It was indeed a little too much.
Its thick and tough fur, fat, and iron-like muscles had a defensive ability comparable to several layers of leather armor. How could ordinary swords be able to hurt it?
In the eyes of ordinary people, it could indeed be called a monster. However, in Zhong Mo's eyes, what kind of monster could it be if it could not speak, transform, or use divine powers?
At this moment, when the brown bear faced the blade of the white-robed swordsman, a hint of disdain appeared in its eyes. It did not even dodge and directly pounced.
The long blade cut into the brown bear's neck. Although the entire blade was embedded in the brown bear's neck, the narrow and long blade was more than enough to cut people. However, it was a little lacking to cut the brown bear that was too big. Although it broke through its defense, it did not cause much damage to the brown bear.
At this moment, the bear's bear paw that was as huge as a wheel had already swatted down on the white-robed swordsman's head. The white-robed swordsman's heart instantly turned a thousand times and he believed that he would die.
The white-robed swordsman felt that his life was a pity. He had been learning the saber from a teacher when he was a child. He had only made some achievements now. He had just started to travel the Jianghu and had yet to leave a reputation in the Jianghu. He had to die in this wilderness.
There was no grand event, no world-famous event, only a passerby who would soon die with him.
However, at this moment, a gust of wind brushed past the white-robed swordsman, stirring up snowflakes. The brown bear, which was more than three meters long and as large as a chariot, was instantly frozen in midair.
The white-robed swordsman only saw a bloody line slowly appear on the face of the brown bear that was close to him. Then, the originally ferocious brown bear was directly split into two neat halves from the middle, and a large amount of blood splattered all over his body.
When Zhong Mo saw that the white-robed macheteman who had been acting tough earlier was about to die under the bear's paw, he knew that his time to act tough was up.
With a surge of true energy in his palm, he took the nine-ringed saber in the hand of the leader of the strong men. He poured his true energy into it and threw it out, directly cutting the brown bear in half from the middle.
The white-robed macheteman stood in the snow in a daze, looking at the bear corpse that had been cut in half in front of him.
The mountain instantly fell silent.
Zhong Mo crossed his arms and slowly walked past the white-robed swordsman, walking up the hill in the sunset.
The white-robed swordsman looked at Zhong Mo and was speechless. His eyes were filled with shock and surprise.
Zhong Mo could even feel the deep awkwardness in the depths of the white-robed swordsman's heart when they brushed past each other.
Zhong Mo stood at the highest point of the hill, bathing in the setting sun. A respectful voice sounded behind him.
"I am Xu Liang. Senior, can you tell me your name?”
"Zhong Mo is just an unaffiliated martial artist.”
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