Li Chenan and his party stopped.

This place has no name.

Looking around, everything is covered with white snow.

There is no one else.

But beside the official road, there is a mountain that is not too high but stretches for a long time.

This mountain does have a name on the map.

It's called Zhoushan.

Not Buzhou Mountain.

This mountain range winds for hundreds of miles and reaches Zhouzhuang.

This group of bandits estimated to have come down from this week's mountain, and there were eighteen of them.

All of them were carrying knives and guns, and all of them looked fierce.

Standing in front of them was a very burly man with a beard.

He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket that had been washed white, with a cloth towel wrapped around his waist, and in his hand was a two-foot-long broad-backed machete.

At this moment, he was wielding a machete and staring at Amu with his bell-like eyes.

"You, dismount me!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this horse is pretty good!"

"Hey, that little lady in the back is more handsome than a horse."

"See you are carrying a sword, tell me your name, I will kill no one with my sword!"

Amu's face was still as expressionless as a knife.

It was just a slight frown between his brows.

In his opinion, these people are already dead.

He could have gone away with one knife, but he still reported his name——

Li Chenan said that it is important to make a name for yourself in the world.

"The Soul-Destroying Sword Wu Ming."

The man opposite was still listening, because the other party should ask for his name next.

At least we have to ask: Which path does a good man walk on?

But he didn't wait.

Amu pulled out his knife with a "Clang...!" sound, thought about it and said again:

"Remember, I am Wu Ming, the Soul-Destroying Sword!"

"You guys can go die!"

The man opposite was stunned for a moment, this young man is not very particular.

This kind of person is either stupid or... just very capable.

But how much ability can such a young person have?

He waved the knife again and couldn't help but ask himself: "Which road are you on?"

"Oh, Peach Blossom Island."

This made the man stunned again. He suddenly turned back and looked at his brothers, "Have you ever heard of the name Peach Blossom Island?"

The seventeen bandits shook their heads in unison.

The strong man was happy.

Because he has never heard of a sect like Peach Blossom Island in the world.

"Dismount! Leave your horses and all the money behind, and search everyone... except for the girl, you can leave."

The knife in his hand suddenly pointed at Mr. Su, "You can't leave either!"

He grinned, "Second Young Master, if someone wants your life, you not only need to leave your money, but also your life!"

Amu dismounted.

He flew out from the horse.

Just before the strong man finished speaking, his men were already in the air.

His knife is also in the air.

"How dare you take the life of my junior brother's second uncle...!"

He actually said such words in the air, and then, the moment the strong man raised his head, his knife struck down like a gust of wind.

The strong man was startled.

He held the handle of the machete with both hands and stared at the dazzling knife.

Just when Amu's sword was about ten feet away from his head, his cheeks bulged and his eyes revealed a fierce look, "I'm the Great Sword King Liu, do you want to compete with me in terms of internal strength?"

His body slumped and his legs suddenly became stronger.

With a sound of "Bang!", a cloud of snowflakes exploded under his feet.

He raised the knife and walked away, but he actually took the initiative to meet Amu's knife!

"Qiang...!"

There was a violent sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Click..."

A crisp sound came next.

The machete that had been with him for twenty years was broken!

Cut off by Amu's sword!

The moment the machete was disconnected, every hair on Wang Liu's body stood up suddenly.

After twenty years of walking around the world, he felt the call of death for the first time.

This guy is also great.

With his experience in many battles, when the knife broke, he forcibly twisted his body in the air and threw the broken knife in his hand towards Amu.

His body fell to the ground.

His broken sword shot towards Amu in the air.

Amu sheathed the knife.

It's not that he can't dodge the broken knife coming at him.

It was because junior brother Wang Zhenghaoxuan had already taken a step towards the place where the man landed with a knife.

The long knife in Amu's hand hit the broken knife with a "Qiang!" sound. His men took their swords and raised their weapons to the seventeen men behind them who were rushing towards Li Chenan and the others.

Split it over.

"Bang……!"

There was a loud noise.

This was the sound of Amu's sword hitting the ground.

The sword fell, causing the snowflakes to dance wildly all over the ground. The dancing snowflakes were originally white, and then... were gradually dyed red by the blood that flew out.

Amu slashed.

Kill three enemies!

The other fourteen people were frightened and stopped immediately.

Amu dragged the knife forward.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps...

The knife rises.

Wails echoed throughout the earth.

The dozen or so merchants around him had expressionless expressions on their faces.

Butler Liu and Second Young Master Su were also stunned.

What kind of knife is this?

What kind of person uses this knife?
To be continued...