A person of this age can also become the leader of a gang... The level of martial arts in the Central Plains is worrying..."

He was undoubtedly mocking, but for a while, no one came out to refute.

What followed was only Luo Can's painful moans when he fell to the ground...

"Ah...ah" after a breath, a Hailongmen gang member was the first to scream, and started to run away while crawling to the ground.

His action immediately triggered a chain reaction. The people of Hailongmen ran away almost in the blink of an eye, not even the body of their young gang leader.

The people of the Beggar Clan were better than them. I don’t know who among the crowd shouted... "Protect the leader!" Then, several Beggar Clan disciples who were nearby rushed up and dragged Luo Can, who was already unconscious.

He came back and evacuated with everyone...

Once these two factions run away, there is no need for the White Plum Sect to stay any longer. Everyone is not stupid, and everyone can see that He Yang Shinci's martial arts is so high that it can no longer be filled with "number of people"; shrimp soldiers and crab generals

No matter how much, it won't work for him.

did not expect……

"Baimei teaches everyone, listen to the order!" Feng Meiyu's demeanor was surprisingly calm.

"Here...here!" The disciples behind her also came to their senses after being shouted at by her.

"Immediately divide your troops into two groups and withdraw from the town. If Shen Shi doesn't see me coming out, you will withdraw to the main altar on your own and make further plans." Feng Meiyu gave the order with a very firm attitude.

And her followers...after a slight hesitation, they quickly carried out this order.

Unlike many films and TV shows, they did not say lines such as "Master, we are not leaving!" or "Let's go together."

The real world, the real people, are often ruthless and unjust when it comes to life and death. There are not that many people who can put life and death aside to fulfill their loyalty... In fact, they are pitifully few.

Not long after, all the members of Baimei's congregation also ran away; in the middle of the street, only four people, a corpse, and an arm were left.

"Look at this posture... you are planning to fight to the death." He Yang Shinci was not in a hurry to take action. He knew that he could not be too quick if he wanted to plant fear into the hearts of those people.

Sometimes, fear not only comes from "unknown", but also from "understanding".

He needed to slow down the killing to allow people to realize what was happening.

"I'm not afraid of death." What Feng Meiyu said was true. Her life had already been a tragedy. After taking revenge, all she got was endless emptiness and physical and mental torture, so she didn't care much about her own life.

"But I don't intend to die in vain."

"Are you planning to die with me?" He Yang Shinci asked again.

"That's not necessarily the case," Feng Meiyu said.

"Oh?" He Yang Shinci had actually noticed the threat approaching quietly, but he still calmly motioned for the other party to continue speaking.

"Because... there are many people who are not afraid of death like me." Feng Meiyu continued.

When she said these words, a few more people appeared on the street.

To be precise, five people.

These five people are both male and female, with different ages and different sects, but they all have one thing in common: they all use swords.

"Confucian swordsman Xie Xiuwen, Zizhu layman Meng He, Tianzong sword Qiu Baqi, poisonous spider sword Tang Ling, Nanhai camel fairy horse Tayun..." He Yang Shinci's eyes swept over the faces of these people in turn, and he reported them one by one.

After naming these people, "Well... that's almost it."

"What's almost done?" Qiu Baqi is a thin man in his forties. He looks gentle, but his personality is quite impulsive and aggressive. "Do you have a long life?"

"Ha..." He Yang Shinci chuckled, not taking this provocation seriously, "I mean... if you guys stop here, you will be the most famous swordsmen in the Central Plains martial arts world."

What he said was true. Apart from the two dead men Duan Keyi and Mian Daoren, and Leng Yuqiu, the descendant of the divine sword style, these five swordsmen have the greatest reputation in the world.

"It's good that you know." Tang Ling's hand was already on the sword.

"I'm going to let you see if there is no one left in the Central Plains martial arts world!" Qiu Baqi is obviously the kind of person who is willing to risk his life just for a breath.

"First, I want the Sword Dance Notes, and second, I don't want to take orders from you, so... I think... I'd better kill you." Zizhu layman has a habit of speaking step by step, in an orderly manner.

And...he doesn't like to lie either.

"Hmph... I don't have any other intentions. Anyway, as long as they are Japanese pirates, I will kill every one I see!" Ma Tiyun's son, daughter-in-law, and grandson... all died at the hands of Japanese pirates. It can be said that the bitterness is great and the hatred is deep, so,

When it comes to people from Japan, he doesn't distinguish between good and bad, he just kills them.

"You barbarian from the Japanese country... today I want you to pay with your blood!" It's not surprising that Xie Xiuwen would stand up.

The head of the Xie family, who had been semi-retired in the palace, deliberately disguised himself this time and came to Linlu Town secretly, just to protect his grandson at a critical moment.

He originally thought that since his grandson had Uncle Liu with him, he didn't have to worry too much; only at night and on New Year's Eve would he need to take action himself.

Unexpectedly... Xie Wuhua would die in the inn in broad daylight.

After Xie Xiuwen learned about his grandson's death, he had been looking for Leng Yuqiu, but by then, the latter had left the inn and was missing. He did not show up here until today.

Therefore, whether it is as a member of the Central Plains Wulin or out of personal grudges, Xie Xiuwen will definitely come out to fight with the opponent.

"Okay...well come..." He Yang Shinci faced the five great swordsmen and the leader of Baimei, but he still showed no fear on his face.

On the contrary, his face showed excitement.

"You're welcome... let the six of you come together." At this moment, He Yang Shinci... untied the strap outside the weapon in his hand and pulled off the layer of wrapping rags.

Then, a samurai sword with a total length of about 1.5 meters, no sheath, and an extremely sharp edge... appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!