The Lulin man placed his saber in front of his chest. It was clearly a saber, but it was like a sword. He wrapped his internal energy around the saber and pushed it forward. A majestic saber energy burst out from the saber and slashed through everyone's hearts.
"Block!" "Dong!" First was the sound of the iron sword falling. Time seemed to be frozen. Luo Jun's figure in the air seemed to be frozen. In the next second, his head fell on Nie Li's table, knocking over the wine jug on the table.
The wine jug rolled in a circle, spilling all the wine inside. A few drops fell on Nie Li's clothes. Fresh blood was stuffed into the food, adding a touch of bright color and a special taste.
The Taishan School saw Luo Jun was inexplicably killed. Only a few people saw what happened. In the end, Luo Jun was complacent and showed a flaw in his swordsmanship. The Lulin man seized the opportunity and killed him with a swift blade.
His swordsmanship was good, and his martial arts were not bad. Unfortunately, he was young and impetuous, and his experience was too shallow. Otherwise, he would not have been killed in one blow. The others watched coldly from the sidelines. It was normal for one person to die.
The people present did not like Luo Jun. Although they just met him, when he took the initiative to stir up trouble and wanted everyone to help him, everyone knew what he was planning.
If these people helped Luo Jun kill a few people, he would also know a lot of famous people. But these people did not help Luo Jun, he could only bite the bullet. If he successfully killed them, he would also become famous.
But he did not expect that he would die in the end. "Who else is in your Taishan School? Come!" The Lulin man grabbed Luo Jun's body and threw him on the table.
With a crackling sound, bowls and plates broke on the ground. The soup splashed on the shoes of the Taishan School people. "Senior Brother Lin, let's kill them and avenge Junior Brother Luo." Someone could not bear it. The feeling of being ridden on the head was not good at all.
"Are you sure your martial arts are much stronger than Junior Brother Luo? If you are, then go. "Senior Brother Lin grabbed him and said in a somewhat strict tone. When the Junior Brother heard this, he was silent. Senior Brother Lin looked around at the others, and they also lowered their heads.
"Hahaha, is the Taishan Sect such a coward? How dare you call yourself one of the Five Mountains? You're practically one of the Five Mice. " The Greenwood Warrior wiped his blood-stained hand twice on his body. Without wiping the blood off, he grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Even being one of the Five Mice is praising them. They are probably worse than dog shit." The other two people also joined in the commotion. The few women also glared at them. It was really rude to say such things in the inn.
"Let's go." Senior Brother Lin pulled the others and turned to leave. The other members of the Taishan Sect were a little confused. If they really fought head on, they still had a chance.
"We still can't grasp the strength of the other party. If we go there rashly, we'll just be courting death. Let's go back and find Master and ask him to avenge us." Senior Brother Lin said fiercely. His face was a little twisted and ugly.
"Scram, you coward!" The burly man laughed loudly. The people of the Taishan Sect did not care about the corpses and ran away with their tails between their legs. From the beginning to the end, no one said a word.
Several of the Greenwood Warriors sat down. Originally, they were whispering, but now, their voices were loud. They did not forget to ridicule the Taishan Sect, saying that Luo Jun was acting recklessly.
However, when they saw Luo Jun's corpse, they remembered that Luo Jun's head was still on Nie Li's table. Nie Li looked at Luo Jun's body on the table, or rather, at Luo Jun's head.
Just like that, Luo Jun's eyes were wide open. His eyes had lost their luster, and were filled with unwillingness and resentment. Nie Li just looked at him. He did not touch him with his hands. It was as if the person in front of him was alive.
"Do you think that kid was scared silly?" The Greenwood Warrior saw that Nie Li was motionless. His voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough to reach everyone's ears. Everyone present looked at Nie Li. The other party's face was young and tender. He should be new to the Jianghu. It was normal for him to be scared.
Only the monk opened his eyes and looked at Nie Li with doubt. He saw Nie Li's pure eyes, but he was more curious. That was the indifference and calmness towards death. Such eyes should not be seen in the eyes of a fifteen-year-old child.
"Scram." Nie Li coldly snorted. His eyes were like knives as he glanced at the three Greenwood Warriors. "Hahaha, did you hear what he said?" "Kid, do you see that head?"
"Be careful, this is your end. Now crawl in front of me, kneel down and kowtow a few times. Cut off your tongue and I will spare your dog life. "The three of them said at the same time. The Greenwood Warrior who killed Luo Jun stood up.
"Scram, I don't want to say it a second time." Nie Li did not look at them. The scarred man next to the Greenwood Warrior could not bear it anymore. He picked up his axe and wanted to stand up. Seeing the two of them stand up, the third bearded man also picked up the big knife on the table and looked at Nie Li like a tiger eyeing its prey.
"Look, I will teach you how to be a man." The Greenwood Warrior in the middle spoke without thinking. Nie Li's face did not change, but his heart was burning with anger. This was the second time his family was insulted.
Nie Li only wanted to kill the three of them. A boundless murderous aura spread out. The three closest to Nie Li shivered. They seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a boundless purgatory.
"What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful he is, he is only a Houtian middle stage brat. Let's go." The Greenwood Warrior in the middle held his big knife and rushed in front of Nie Li. With a powerful and heavy knife, he vowed to cut Nie Li in half.
Nie Li's left foot kicked, and his body moved back with the chair, just in time to avoid the knife. Then his left foot quickly pointed at the Greenwood Warrior's right wrist. The Greenwood Warrior also noticed this and used his left arm to block Nie Li's leg.
"It's not over yet." After Nie Li's left foot landed on the ground, his right foot used the 'Ruthless Heaven and Earth' that had been accumulating for a long time. A huge foot shadow directly kicked the Greenwood Warrior's side ribs.
The Greenwood Warrior's body flew out. His body somersaulted in the air, and he retreated several steps. After standing firm, he used his hand to cover his side ribs. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
This kick was not simple. Everyone was discerning. Naturally, they could see that there was a huge gap between Nie Li and Luo Jun. This flexibility showed that Nie Li's actual combat experience was not bad.
Moreover, that surging momentum and murderous aura made everyone's heart tighten. It was as if something was pressing on their chests, making it hard for them to breathe. The old monk stared at Nie Li, and the Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly clenched tightly.
"Let's go together." The Greenwood Warrior knew that Nie Li was not as simple as he looked on the surface. The kick just now showed that this person could not be underestimated. The three of them rushed up together and surrounded Nie Li from three directions.
"Evil Sea Demon", "Demons Dance", "Nine Turns of the Heavenly Demon", Nie Li's internal force revolved. The Devil Core trembled, and his body flashed rapidly in the air, leaving only afterimages in the air.
There were only continuous explosions and ear-piercing and gloomy howls in the air. For a moment, it was as if an evil spirit from the Nine Serenities Hell had come out. Because of the sound, the others frowned. They used their internal force to block their hearing, and then their brows relaxed again.
The berserk sound and ghostly figure made Nie Li look like a crazy demon in the books. However, what was surprising was that Nie Li only used his legs to suppress the three people of the Houtian Perfection realm.
A Houtian middle stage martial artist could do this. It was simply shocking. Perhaps only those world-famous heaven's pride experts could do this.
"Boy, go die for me." The Greenwood Warrior made the same posture as before when he killed Luo Jun. Nie Li felt that his aura had been locked. He could not avoid this blade. The sharpness of the blade made his back feel cold.
Nie Li knew why Luo Jun died. If he could not block this blade, he would definitely die. "Blade, come." Nie Li's internal force pulled the Autumn Rain Blade out of its sheath. A ray of light like the scorching sun in the sky appeared.
"Three Thousand Miles Floating Snow" Nie Li directly used the third move of the nameless blade technique. The temperature of the entire inn dropped several degrees. The boundless blade light was like a snowstorm. It was airtight, making people afraid, and covered everything.
The Greenwood Warrior's blade was like mud in the sea. It did not tear apart the snowstorm that covered the sky. Instead, it was submerged by the snowstorm, destroyed by the blade light, and buried by the heavens and earth.
His saber was broken, his body was broken, and his heart was also broken. A sparkling and translucent skeleton appeared in front of everyone, and at his feet was a pile of minced flesh and blood that had not flowed out completely.
"Gulp." The other two people saw the miserable state of their companion. They swallowed their saliva and their Adam's apple moved. "We are from the Black Mountain Stronghold. Young hero, please spare our lives." Seeing that Nie Li wanted to kill them, they immediately knelt down and looked at each other. They wanted to find the intention to escape from each other's eyes.
"Moonlight Blood Plum Blossom." Nie Li took advantage of the two people's distraction. He did not give them any chance. His blade was like lightning. The blade light flashed, and the tip of the blade flickered. "Puchi!" A slight tearing sound was heard. The two people's necks split open, and blood flowed out.
Covering the wounds on their necks, the two people opened their eyes wide in disbelief. The gorgeous blood plum blossom still remained in their pupils. It was the most beautiful flower in the world. It was a flower bud that bloomed after death.
The two people powerlessly fell down. Nie Li shook the blade. The blade hummed. There was no trace of blood left. He put the blade back into the sheath. Seeing the three people die so quickly, he also found it hard to believe.
In fact, killing the three of them was also a trick. The blade-wielding man had already consumed a lot of his internal force in the battle with Luo Jun. Moreover, the blade-wielding man's blade technique was much worse than Nie Li's. In addition, the gap between their internal forces was not large, so Nie Li could naturally kill him.
The remaining two people were also because they were afraid of fighting and did not have the power to fight back. This was why Nie Li could easily kill them. If the two people fought to the death, it would be very difficult for him to win this battle.
Nie Li turned around and looked at the head on the table. He raised his hand and pushed it. The head directly burst, and the brain spread over the table. "Being weak is a sin." After muttering those words, Nie Li went upstairs and entered his room.
Leaving the people below to eat or sit, the atmosphere was a bit awkward. "Ci Ci" The wine on Nie Li's table seemed to be melted by the hot brain. Just when everyone had not sorted out the gaffe.
The bones standing in the inn directly cracked. It was very neat, as if they were neatly cut by a knife. A moment later, like flowing water, the skull melted little by little, turning into a pool of sticky bone marrow.
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