What a quick knife!

So fast that I can't see clearly!

This pale-haired old man is definitely not simple.

Must be a master!

Temujin said in a deep voice: "So he is a master, don't know the name of Gao?"

"I call myself He Xuan, where is I? It's extremely mysterious. But people like to call me Zhu Hu." The pale-haired and imposing old man shook the knife in his hand gently, and a ticking sound from the knife, bleeding fell.

Temujin and the leader beside him couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this: "Zhu Hu! The world's number one sword? The sword god? Sixty years ago, the main figure of the destruction of the Jin Kingdom. It is said that one person killed five or six thousand people, creating an incredible miracle."

Now, the world's number one sword is quite famous in the entire East Asian circle.

No one knows, no one knows.

But who is Temujin? He is only in his twenties and young and energetic. He has just defeated many tribes and his momentum is at its highest momentum. Even if he heard it was He Xuan, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he expressed his high fighting spirit: "It turns out that he is the famous sword god, the best sword in the world, and has been admired for a long time. The most noble person in the Song Dynasty, I don't know what the sword god has to do with me Temujin."

Of course, the main reason is He Xuan’s record, which was sixty years ago.

Sixty years can be used to separate a lot of time.

Sixty years have also made many reputations fade.

Now, people who are not afraid of He Xuan have finally emerged.

He Xuan smiled faintly. He had been famous for 60 years. Now, no one has dared to speak like this in front of him. It is interesting: "I heard that there was a Temujin on the grassland. It was very interesting, so I came here to take a look. I also killed you by the way."

He Xuan said it lightly.

Temujin couldn't help but laugh: "The best knife in the world, I respect you as an old man, don't forget your age. You are over 80 years old. Can you still fight at your age?"

He looked at He Xuan up and down, with a contemptuous expression: "You have a noble status in the Song Dynasty. Our prairie and you Song Dynasty are friendly ally, so let's forget it."

After all, he was still afraid of the powerful military power of the Song Dynasty.

He Xuan smiled faintly and placed his hand on the hilt of the knife: "You don't need nonsense, just take action."

Temuzhen saw that He Xuan was not listening to him, and she seemed to be trying to kill him, and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Since you are seeking death by yourself, then I can't blame me."

"Go ahead, kill him for me."
Chapter completed!