"Kid, don't be a busybody here.”
"In this day and age, those who try to be heroes don't have a good ending.”
In an inn, a group of martial artists surrounded a youth.
Just because the young man was a busybody, he actually stopped them from eating and dash.
"The road is uneven. Someone is shoveling."
"If things aren't fair, I, Ah Fei, will take care of it!"
"Leave the money or leave your lives.”
Ah Fei was very righteous.
He hated it when people bullied the weak.
"Flying Swordsman Ah Fei?"
"You, you're the ninth on the Sword God Outer Roll?”
"Hero, I was wrong."
"I'll give you this money!"
Instantly, the martial artists heard Hoodlum's name and were scared.
The Flying Swordsman, Hoodlum, was a grandmaster.
Without hesitation, they immediately took out their money to pay the bill.
However, Hoodlum stopped them and said,""I'm the Flying Sword Artist, but what does the Sword God Outer Roll mean?”
"Great Swordsman Huifei."
"Ouyang Mingri, the world's number one divination expert, ranked on the Sword God List.”
"The rankings are divided into the Inner and Outer Rankings. The ninth place on the Sword God Outer Rankings is you.”
"Quick Jian Wushuang, Flying Swordsman Ah Fei!”
The martial artists had flattering expressions.
Hoodlum was a ruthless person.
He would kill with his sword.
" Quick, Jian Wushuang. Interesting!"
"Get lost!"
Hoodlum signaled everyone to scram.
Then, he returned to the table and sat down. The person sitting next to him was handsome.
It was Liu Xunhuan.
"Big brother, let's continue."
Hoodlum raised his glass.
"You want to leave after drinking this cup?”
Li Xunhuan knew that this brother of his was young and impetuous.
Sword God was ranked ninth on the Outer Roll, so he was probably not convinced.
"Yes, sir!"
"I'm going to find Ouyang Mingri and show him my sword. I'm definitely not just ninth on the Outer Roll!”
Hoodlum said seriously.
"Perhaps he is right."
"Besides, is it really that important to make a name for yourself?”
"It's true that it's ordinary."
Li Xunhuan persuaded Ah Fei.
The Jianghu was a big dye vat.
No one could tell right from wrong about the grudges and grudges here.
Once he really became famous, he would probably have countless troubles.
"Big brother, I know you're doing this for my own good!”
"However, a good man has ambitions in all directions.”
"Why should I step into the martial world?"
Hoodlum grinned.
He admired Li Xunhuan, but he would never give up his dream.
.....
"Yan Thirteen, you can't escape!"
In the suburbs, a group of swordsmen surrounded Yan Thirteen.
" Yan Thirteen is dead!"
"Why do you have to search so hard?"
Yan Thirteen's voice was cold.
He was carrying a coffin on his back, and the words 'Tomb of Yan Shisan' were written on it.
There is nothing better than sorrow when the heart is dead.
His opponent, Xie Xiaofeng, was dead!
Yan Thirteen did not want to miss the martial world anymore.
However, the warriors were unwilling to let Yan Thirteen go.
"Once you enter the pugilistic world, you will become a passerby!”
"Yan Thirteen, since you have chosen to enter the martial world!”
"Then you should know that you can't retreat just because you want to!”
The warriors drew their swords, and cold sword qi spread out.
There were many ways to make a name for yourself in the pugilistic world.
However, challenging the strong was the fastest way.
For a moment, more than a dozen swordsmen surrounded Yan Thirteen.
"I don't want to kill anyone."
"Get lost!"
Yan Thirteen's eyes were cold.
He killed.
But that didn't mean that he liked to kill people.
In the martial arts world, sometimes killing people was a last resort.
He had no choice but to kill!
"Since you've already given up, then let's fulfill our wish!”
The swordsmen swarmed forward.
However, at this moment, a flock of crows flew over.
"Yan Thirteen, Xie Xiaofeng is not dead!" someone shouted.”
" What? He's not dead!"
"Xie Xiaofeng!"
Yan Thirteen laughed maniacally.
Boom!
The coffin behind him exploded, and a long sword flew out.
Under the sunlight, the long sword emitted a cold sword light.
"Kill them!"
Seeing this, the longswords in the martial artists 'hands became even more powerful.
However, a cold sword light and sword Qi swept across.
Yan Thirteen's figure was like a ghost.
A sword flashed across nineteen states.
I'll wait for the long sword to return to my body.
Yan Thirteen stood proudly.
However, those martial artists who were surrounding him all stopped moving.
It was as if he had been frozen by an invisible force.
"What a fast sword!"
A thought appeared in the minds of all the martial artists.
A trace of blood appeared on their necks.
The next moment, blood gushed out.
The swordsmen fell down.
Yan Shisan's sword was extremely fast.
Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords.
However, Yan Shisan didn't even look at the swordsmen.
Instead, he looked at the black-robed man who had come with Crow.
"You said Xie Xiaofeng didn't die?"
Yan Thirteen was excited.
"Not bad!"
"The number one god in the world has divined a Sword God Ranking!”
"You, Yan Shisan, are ranked eighth on the Sword God Outer Roll!”
"Xie Xiaofeng is ranked fourth on the Sword God Outer Roll!”
Crow replied.
" Fourth on the Sword God ranking list?"
"Hahaha, he's not dead!"
"Xie Xiaofeng, I'm coming for you now!”
"Where is he?"
Yan Thirteen laughed.
At this moment, his heart was alive again.
He lived because of Xie Xiaofeng.
He had to defeat Xie Xiaofeng.
This was his destined opponent.
"I don't know."
"The Sword God List is ranked by the world's number one divination expert, Ouyang Mingri.”
"Maybe you can go find him!"
Crow replied.
"Good!"
"Where can I find him?”
Yan Thirteen was decisive.
He was going to Ouyang Mingri to ask about Xie Xiaofeng's whereabouts.
"The Number One Divine Fortune Teller in the World is an influential figure.”
"It's easy to find him, but if you want him to talk, you have to prepare the money!
Crow rubbed her fingers.
This fortune-teller really made a lot of money.
Just by casually opening his mouth, it was worth at least a thousand gold.
This fortune-telling was faster than robbery!
He was envious!
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