Xue Yi’s name is made of blood. If he is a Jianghu person or a cold autumn soul in front of Xue Bin at this moment, I’m afraid he will stop.
No one dared to offend Xue Yiren for thirty years.
But a little red in the Central Plains is not such a person.
Li Zhichang said, "Children, let the Central Plains be a little red, and even relatives and friends, King Lao, will kill him, but there is no one who is the most trustworthy."
A little red in the Central Plains said, "One thing you are wrong. A little red in the Central Plains has no friends and no relatives to kill."
Zuo Zhu suddenly felt a little sympathy for a person who doesn’t even have relatives or friends. Isn’t it very painful to live? She suddenly realized that the Central Plains is a little red, because he can’t find a way to paralyze himself except killing people.
Xue Bin said, "Even so, I won’t allow you to kill Zhu."
His tone is very firm.
A little red in the Central Plains didn’t speak, so his feelings couldn’t impress him. Although his heart was not made of stone, it was not much different.
He didn’t speak, but his sword still stabbed out. At this moment, Xue Bin actually hid from him. After all, he is a Xue Yi person. After all, he is good at martial arts.
After all, the patience of the Central Plains is limited. After all, he didn’t have the money to kill Xue Bin, and this sword was not fast enough.
But he didn’t expect Xue Bin to hide so firmly.
Xue Bin dodged this sword and didn’t stab Zuo Zhushen, because Zuo Zhulian and the bench had already dodged a few feet, but although she escaped this sword, she was very careless after all.
Former Xue Bin, when she blocked a little red in the Central Plains, she couldn’t wait to replace Xue Bin, but now she can’t wait to stab Xue Bin with that sword just now. This mood change is coming so fast.
Xue Bin’s face is blushing and crazy, and he seems to have fled here, because he is a young man and he can’t stand this insult even more.
Li Zhichang said, "Since you want to kill us both, can you kill me first and then kill her?"
A little red in the Central Plains said, "What should I promise you?"
Li Zhichang said, "Because since you won’t give your sword until we are full, you will spare this small request."
A little red road in the Central Plains says, "Okay, I promise you."
Li Zhichang said, "It seems that you are not bad after all, but you are going the wrong way."
A little red in the Central Plains said, "Are you finished?"
Li Zhichang said, "It’s over."
Now that the words are finished, there is still a sword left.
I don’t know how many kendo masters Li Zhichang has seen in his life are faster and more accurate than a little red in the Central Plains, and there are also many masters he has met in his life who can’t even get into the top 20.
However, the posture of a little red sword in the Central Plains is very strange. When he is out of the sword, he has a wrist and moves other parts without any motivation. He will never wave the slightest energy.
The speed of his sword is like a flint hitting a spark, and there is no reaction at all.
This kind of fencing is not at its peak, but it is fast enough.
And I’m not afraid of being so close
Even everyone can think that Li Zhichang will never escape this sword.
But he not only survived this sword, but also survived the next three swords
A little red in the central plains not only failed to kill him with one sword, but also failed to kill him with three swords
Perhaps no one in this world can kill Li Zhichang with one sword, no one can kill him with three swords, and no one can stab him with ten thousand swords.
Because Li Zhichang is not a person but a fairy.
Even if Li Zhichang is now a little red in the flesh, there is no way that he can hurt Li Zhichang. There is no martial art in this world that can hurt him.
Li Zhichang just sat without posture and did not move, but Zuo Zhu saw that a little red sword in the Central Plains always brushed Li Zhichang’s hair but failed to cut off a hair.
In the 133rd sword, a little red in the Central Plains stopped the tip of the sword, which was as natural as his sword, and it was as natural as his breathing.
By this time, the diners in the lobby had already gathered around a group of people who were all wearing clothes with the logo of cinnabar gang, of course.
The cold autumn soul said, "Why did you stop when the Central Plains was a little red?"
Li Zhichang sighed, "If someone wins money from you, you have to kill him and get the money back, so how can the casino lose money until now? I just know why I used to be so poor."
Chapter 10 Heaven can’t resist me
Cold autumn soul said, "If Brother Li is smart, hand over the money and we will leave you a corpse."
Li Zhichang looked at the cold autumn soul and laughed. "It doesn’t matter if a person is dead."
Cold autumn soul to the central plains a little red road "you what also not a sword"
A little red in the Central Plains did not answer.
That day, the casino led Li Zhichang and Zuo Zhu into the casino. "Do you dare to work hard after receiving our money?"
This is his last sentence, and his face is still there. His expression just left very suddenly.
Because this sword was too fast, he was already dead before he came to change his expression.
I don’t know the name. A little blood seeps out of the sudden point of Han’s throat. It’s purplish and harsh, like plum blossoms in the snow.
Li Zhichang sighed, "Killing others is killing people, but killing you is an art."
Cold autumn soul said, "What do you want?"
The Central Plains is a little red and cold. "I don’t want you to teach me when and where to kill people. This is my business."
Xue Yiren is the first swordsman who has been famous for 30 years. No one has seen him out of the sword these years. It is not that he is old, but that no one dares to challenge him.
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