Between life and death, Brother Hao's mind went blank. He subconsciously used the movement technique taught by Li Zhong, and fell to the side. While pushing the lame man away, he subconsciously mobilized his internal force and moved it to his arms, tilting his body forward.

At the same time, he hooked his fingers together, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded. Brother Hai kicked his right foot hard on the counter, and his body leaning forward was almost pressed against Er Ye by the force of the kick.

The long knife flew forward.

Brother Hai didn't even have time to think about it. He relied solely on his body's instinctive reaction. He used the internal skills he had practiced hard since childhood to the extreme. He subconsciously used the skills of cutting bones and shaving flesh for several days in a row.

The tip of the knife picked up and dragged, and picked up the tendon of Er Ye's hand holding the knife. He turned forward and swung the knife. The sharp long knife instantly cut off Er Ye's arm holding the knife. When he returned to his normal position, he took advantage of the situation.

The knife slashed across Er Ye's neck.

It seemed like a complicated fight, but in fact it only took a moment. Driven by the internal force, Brother Hai's speed and strength increased several times in an instant. With a flash of swords between everyone, Brother Hai had already passed away from Er Ye.

He passed by and half-crouched on the ground. There was a cut on his neck, and blood flowed out from the cut.

The previously arrogant Er Ye had blood spattering on his wrists, shoulders and neck. The arm holding the knife fell straight down. Scarlet blood gushed out of Er Ye's enlarged mouth. He wanted to make a sound, but his neck

The vocal cords and blood vessels on the upper body were cut off by Brother Hai with one knife. He raised his left hand as if to cover the wound, but the blood pouring out was like a flood that could not be stopped no matter what.

The tall and burly body just fell backwards. With a bang, his head hit the bench made of solid wood, and then fell to the ground. His head was tilted at an incredible angle, and his neck was completely deformed. The wound was

The blood that kept pouring out instantly stained the ground red.

The two swordsmen with swords in their hands widened their eyes and looked at Er Ye's body that had fallen to the ground in disbelief.

The second master actually only used one knife, and was cut down by this kid. There was no room for him to fight back.

The two of them looked at Brother Hao who was half-kneeling on the ground with knives in both hands. They subconsciously took a few steps back, then immediately turned around and ran out without looking back.

Just as he ran to the door, a sharp sword light suddenly appeared from nowhere and streaked across the sky.

The two six-yang leaders flew over the door and flew into the house, turning into rolling gourds. Scarlet blood splashed out from the headless pelvic cavity, and the two corpses were still running forward under the influence of inertia.

Fell on the dusty road.

The scarlet blood dyed the entire wooden door of the restaurant and the burly man standing at the door holding a long knife! It also dyed a road paved with blood.

Things happened too fast and turned around even faster. Before anyone in the room could react, the second master and three people who were so arrogant just now were killed one after another, and two of them had their heads chopped off.

The two huge heads were lying at the door, eyes wide with disbelief written on their faces.

A tall figure stood at the door holding a knife, blocking most of the light, as if the night had blocked the light.

Everyone in the room was already stunned and didn't dare to move.

Only the lame man, who had just been pushed away by Brother Hao, struggled to stand up, swallowing subconsciously while looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The notorious second master died like this?

Looking at the two heads on the ground, they were the old lame man who was a swordsman. Looking at Wang Zhong standing at the door holding a long sword, he couldn't help but be a little shocked.

Wang Zhong was also a little surprised, why was he so murderous and would chop off people's heads at every turn? Will he be nicknamed Wang Beheading in the future?

Wang Zhong strode into the store, walked to the front of the counter, picked up an old rag, wrapped the knife in his hand from the handle, slowly pulled the knife out, and wiped off the blood stained on the blade.

Not to mention, the horizontal knife made of this alloy is sharp, sharp and strong. It can cut people's heads like chopping melons and vegetables, effortlessly.

"Killed!"

In an instant, everyone in the hall suddenly dispersed, scrambling to escape, wishing that I could give myself two more legs so that I could run faster.

After a moment, only Wang Zhong, Cripple and Brother Hai were left in the shop that had been crowded just now.

The good girl got Wang Zhong's order and hid in the backyard room early. When she heard the shouts of 'killer' from the front yard, she couldn't help but ran out worriedly and looked at the blood all over the house.

With a severed arm and head, his pretty little face turned pale with fright.

Wang Zhong asked the lame man to bring his good sister into the house. He walked up to Brother Hai and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Brother Hai shook his head. He was no longer the young man who had never killed anyone. On the way to Shuangqi Town, he and Wang Zhong killed two horse thieves who wanted to rob the road.

"Today's world is in chaos. If you want to survive in this world, you will either kill someone or be killed. If you want to live, if you want to live with your good sister and your father-in-law, you have to adapt. If those two people just took advantage of your distraction,

When I come to kill you with a knife, can you stop me?"

Brother Hai was stunned by Wang Zhong's question, and then lowered his head in shame.

At night, an oil lamp was lit in the room. Wang Zhong was sitting on the bench with one foot on the bench. The scabbard was placed on the table. He was holding a quick white rag in his hand and was wiping the light in his hand.

It is a long sword with a blade of four feet.

The handle of the knife is one foot three inches long and can be held with both hands.

The lame man looked at the smoke one mouthful at a time, his brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan", and the good girl lowered her head and grabbed Brother Hai's clothes, not daring to look at Wang Zhong.

Thinking of the scene she saw in the afternoon, the good girl felt a chill on her back.

Brother Hai was holding a circle of gauze around his neck. Fortunately, it was just a flesh wound, nothing serious. He had been given medicine and it would heal in a few days. The two daggers were still tied to both sides of his calves.

"Kill the second master, what should I do now! Yidao Xian will never give up!" The lame man said worriedly.

Wang Zhong sheathed his sword, looked at the lame man, and then looked at Brother Hai: "Brother Hai, what do you think?"

Brother Hai looked at Wang Zhong and shook his head.

Wang Zhong said: "Brother Hai, you are no longer a child. You have married a good girl. She is her husband, your father-in-law's son-in-law, and the pillar of the family. As the old saying goes, men are women's gods."

, is the land of women. Since you have married a good girl, you should use your shoulders to support her."

Brother Hai turned around and looked at his good sister who was grabbing his clothes and looking at him. He grabbed the rough little hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and said: "Good sister, don't worry, I will protect you."

The good girl looked at Brother Hai with tears in her eyes. She didn't say anything, but just held Brother Hai's hand tightly.

The cripple looked at Brother Hai's childish face, and remembered the situation when Brother Hai pushed him away to block the second master today, and he felt warm in his heart: "How about letting Brother Hai and my good sister go early tomorrow morning!

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"Yidao Xian still doesn't know that the second master is dead. As long as Brother Hao leaves with his good sister, even if someone goes to report the news, Yidao Xian will come, and I will give him my old life as compensation."

"Dad!" The good girl cried instantly.

Brother Hai did not agree, but looked at Li Chong and shouted: "Brother!"

Wang Zhongdao: "Nowadays, the world outside is so chaotic. There are people like Yi Daoxian everywhere, and there are countless people like Er Ye. I just couldn't stand the bullies robbing the women of the people, so I took action angrily and escaped from prison.

A good girl is beautiful. No matter where Brother Hai takes her, as long as there are people, who can guarantee that she won't meet people like Er Ye and Yida Xian?"

"If we meet again, should we let Brother Hao take his good sister to hide away? If we can hide once or twice, how can we hide for a lifetime?"

The lame man was stunned for a while by what Wang Zhong said, then he sighed, took another puff of cigarette, and said: "That Yidao Immortal is not a good person. Although the second master is powerful, it is nothing compared with Yidao Immortal. Yidao Immortal is nothing."

For so many years in the northwest, I have never used a second move to kill someone. He is a famous swordsman in the northwest. If Brother Hai's father was still here, he could have fought with him, but now..."

The cripple frowned, looked at the childish brother, and sighed again.

Wang Zhongdao: "Looking at the temper of the second master today, you know that they are not kind people. Even if you let Brother Hao and his good sister go now, and sacrifice your own life to pay for it to Yi Daoxian, you can be sure that he will not continue to hunt for the child."

Brother and good sister?"

The lame man was stunned again, and then let out a long sigh.

"This won't work, that won't work either, let's just fight with Yidao Xian!" The good girl suddenly stood up and said loudly while wiping her tears with her sleeves.

"My good sister is right, since you can't escape, then fight him!" Brother Hai gritted his teeth, his eyes brightening.

"What do you know! At such a young age, how much kung fu can you have compared to your father? I only have one leg left, how can we compete with others?" the lame man said excitedly.

"Isn't there still Brother Wang?" After spending time together, Wang Zhong's position in Brother Hai's heart became more and more important.

Wang Zhong smiled and patted Brother Hai on the shoulder and said, "Yes, a man should have the courage and determination to face difficulties!"

"The same goes for swordsmanship. A single-edged sword requires the courage to move forward and the determination not to retreat until death."

"Yidao Xian is not a great god. He is also a human being with naked eyes. He can bleed and die. Isn't that the second master also famous? But in your hands, he can't escape with a sword. No matter how powerful Yi Daoxian is,

If you and I work together, can't we kill him?"
Chapter completed!