In the world, there are few people who can compare to Li Xiake when it comes to killing.

In the Shaolin Temple world, when his kung fu was low, he dared to kill Wang Renze alone. Later, he started a massacre in the Jingwumen world, killing many Japanese devils. Later, in the small world, he still had a killing spirit. He was really as hard as iron and ruthless as a stone.

He was once an emperor, with extraordinary demeanor and great power, and few people dared to offend him.

After returning to the main world this time, he was provoked one after another, and his anger was already hard to suppress. When he came to an unknown small town, some worm-like guys actually dared to attack him. This was to treat him as a soft persimmon that everyone could pinch!

How can Li Xiake tolerate this?

If you don’t use some thunderous methods, how can you shock the little guy?

Therefore, after shooting a group of young men at the gate of the city, they cut off their heads and put them on the spear, and then rode their horses into the city.

The people in the city were all frightened when they saw him so fiercely. The guards guarded the gate were so scared that they were stunned. They watched Li Xiake enter the city and dared not intercept it. It was not until after Li Xiake entered the city that the guards screamed out loud and shouted loudly.

"Murder!"

"There are crazy people who are killed!"

Someone at the city gate saw Li Xiake shooting a group of young people, and rushed into the city, shouting while running. Behind them was Li Xiake riding a red horse slowly forward.

When the people on the street saw Li Xiake pointing over the downtown area, they were all frightened and they all avoided and screamed.

Li Xiake was indifferent to the reactions of the people along the way, and sat on his horse and walked straight forward. When he reached an intersection in the city, he suddenly swung his big gun, and more than a dozen heads worn on the big gun slipped off the gun rod, and the finished font was piled on the ground.

The gun given to him by Sun Xiaoqian was not invasive of water and fire, and did not touch blood when killing people. After the head on the gun rod flew out, the blue-black gun rod was still smooth and there was no trace of blood.

Li Xiake immediately shot the people around, who were curious or panicked and peeked at a distance, shouting loudly: "Li Xiake, a certain family! Someone wants to be unfavorable to me at the city gate today, and I have all been killed!"

He said this, raised his spear and pointed the tip of the gun at a pile of heads on the ground: "This is their heads! I will give you a day to ask for the heads. If no one asks for them today, some family will smash these heads and feed them to the dog!"

He said this, and controlled his horse to a tea shed, turned over and dismounted, entered the shed, threw a ingot of gold to the old tea seller, and ordered: "I have bought this shed. Come and make a pot of tea for me, and have a plate of snacks, and then leave far away!"

After the old tea seller took the gold, he was surprised, happy and frightened. He hurriedly brewed a pot of tea for Li Xiake and served a plate of snacks. After thanking Li Xiake for a lot of gratitude, he hurriedly left.

Shortly after the tea seller left, a group of people rushed over. The leader was a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a powerful figure. When he walked to the crossroads, his eyes glanced at the pile of people on the ground for a few times. His body suddenly shook, almost staggering to the ground, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"My son!"

The middle-aged man stayed for a while and suddenly burst into tears, "You died so miserably!"

He cried a few times, looked at Li Xiake who was sitting in the tea shed to drink tea, and gritted his teeth and said, "Li Xiake! Did you kill my child? He is ignorant, you can beat him up, how can you kill him? You are so vicious, how can I tolerate you!"

Li Xiake sneered: "Your son is human, isn't I human? If you dare to attack me, you must have the awareness of dying at any time! A waste like a shit dares to provoke me, and he really doesn't know how to die! It's good if you die, so you can avoid being ruthless in the future and will cause your family to be destroyed!"

The middle-aged man cursed: "You murderer! You are not a person from the court, how dare you kill yourself and hurt someone's life? Let me go forward and take down Li Xiake, the bandit!"

Li Xiake let out a "brush" and pulled out his magic-washing sword, slapped it hard on the tea table, and smiled and said, "Take me? Who dares? Who gives you the courage to capture it? Even the martial arts master has the courage to capture it?"

The middle-aged man is a local domineering man, and he has three or five thugs under his command. He always feels that he is great, oppressing good and harming the people. He thinks he is the best in the world. He has also heard rumors of martial arts masters, but he has never seen anyone who fights a hundred in his life. Therefore, he has always scoffed at the so-called martial arts masters and is very disbelief. Naturally, he has no awe. His son was influenced by him and dared to gather a group of playboys who practice guns and sticks in the city to ambush Li Xiake, but was killed instantly by Li Xiake like chopping melons and vegetables.

When he heard Li Xiake say something about the martial arts master, the middle-aged man scolded: "What a shit martial arts master? Can you still fight a hundred defeats with one? Give me all! Grab him a thousand taels of silver reward, no matter how hard he is!"

When his subordinates heard a thousand taels of silver, their faces turned red with excitement. They each held swords, guns, and sticks, shouted and rushed towards Li Xiake.

Li Xiake laughed loudly: "Does it only cost a thousand taels of silver to catch me? The price is too low!"

This middle-aged man himself did not know that the world was dangerous, and even none of his guards had actually walked through the world. Otherwise, the middle-aged man would not have committed suicide to such an extent.

At that time, Li Xiake Yu Changshuyuan could meet a small family's innate master in Yunxia County. His skills were extraordinary. However, in this small town, there were no children and sects of martial arts inheritance, but there were only ordinary people with flirting skills.

This situation was far beyond Li Xiake's expectations. He thought that there should be martial artists practicing martial arts everywhere in this high martial arts world. Later, he realized one thing. Although this world is in the high martial arts plane, major families and martial arts sects have extremely strict inheritance of martial arts. Ordinary people have no chance to practice real martial arts.

Martial arts are divided into one to nine grades. Below the ninth grade, it is not as good as the level of martial arts, but even if it is not as good as the level of martial arts, ordinary people cannot access it.

Li Xiake has been in contact with martial arts masters all the way, so he has the illusion that there are many masters in this world. In fact, in which world, the most common people are always ordinary people. Even in the high martial arts world, not everyone knows kung fu.

Even if the Confucian scholars are spread all over the world, there are actually not many Confucian scholars who are really qualified to practice the Confucian martial arts of the Zhenzong. It is good to have 30% of the 100% of them. Most of them are ordinary people. Although they may have heard of legends in the martial arts world, the real world is very far away from them. Many people have never seen real martial arts figures in their entire lives.

Because of ignorance, he was not afraid, so the city lord voluntarily took the blame for killing the Phantom God and Demon Youzi Mountain, and the ordinary playboys dared to ambush Li Xiake. At this time, the middle-aged man in front of Li Xiake was also a person outside the world. Now he offered a price of 1,000 taels for his subordinates to capture Li Xiake, and the guards of this person really dared to rush up to capture Li Xiake.

If this incident was spread to the world, it would probably make many people laugh out loud, but that would happen.

Looking at the group of people rushing up, Li Xiake was both funny and angry. He was too lazy to attack these people. After thinking about it, a loud bang was heard. He took out a cannon from the bronze hall. Then the Sanyang sword energy was emitted from his fingertips and ignited the fuse.

As the middle-aged guard rushed over, the fuse on the cannon also burned with hissing. Li Xiake stepped on the cannon barrel and adjusted the cannon mouth, chuckled, "Everyone, let me see a fresh object!"
Chapter completed!