The swordsman frowned, not as relaxed as before. He thought to himself: No, he must kill him within three moves, otherwise I might be in danger. This guy is indeed not simple.

Anyone who dares to challenge Tang Feifan must have learned the rumors about Tang Feifan. The power of the rumors lies in the wider the spread, the more evil it is. Of course, in the eyes of those who consider themselves masters, the more false the elements are getting bigger and bigger. They don’t even take Tang Feifan seriously, thinking that this was made up by the latter because they were afraid of.

For the civilians in Donghe, the Quicksand Swordsman Group is no different from the bandits. In fact, the Quicksand Swordsman Group was a bandit a few years ago. At that time, the powerful Sun God Sect and the royal family announced that they would jointly suppress the bandits and give the people of Donghe a safe living environment. Even the arrogant desert bandits dared not openly confront each other, so they used a small number of bandits as sacrifices, while the rest changed their appearance and established an organization called the "Fastsand Swordsman Group".

Everyone knows that this organization is a bandit nest, but no one takes action against it. One is that they are no longer bandits in name, and the other is that the royal family and religion do not want to be found by each other because a bandit group restrains too much power.

The Quicksand Swordsman Group did not stand upright. They began to recruit fresh blood who was good at sword techniques and packaged their own organizations from outside, but they still carried out robbery. As time passed, when religion and the royal family fought, the Quicksand Swordsman Group had a chance to breathe and developed rapidly. Now it is one of the top major forces around Donghe. Even if they want to deal with them, it is too late.

It is precisely because Tang Feifan alone consumed so much vitality from the Quicksand Swordsman Group, which seemed so incredible. So people gave Tang Feifan a new title, which was transliterated as "Meili Secret Guest", which means bold madman. So the civilians respect him the more they are, the more disdainful the wandering swordsmen.

In Tang Feifan's eyes, this swordsman still has real talent and knowledge. His eyes were always looking for Tang Feifan's flaws, but the latter used the Phantom Trace step and did not give him any chance. The first three swords he used were easily avoided by Tang Feifan.

With one move, he will lose his energy and then lose his energy. The swordsman's spirit is actually integrated into the first sword, and then he will start to go downhill. After the third sword is released, his swordsmanship is no longer threatening.

Therefore, Tang Feifan did not hide and went up to the sword. In the eyes of the swordsman, this was a great humiliation, because the other party did not take him seriously at all, and it was also an opportunity. By seizing this opportunity, he could get the generous bounty, and even if he entered the quicksand swordsman group to be the head of the company.

Tang Feifan's body was flowing. When he was approaching, the true energy gathered into his palm, and his fingers hit the sword with lightning speed. The swordsman only felt a huge force coming from the sword. He used his best efforts and his muscles were almost bursting, but he still couldn't stop the force. His facial expressions were almost twisted together, but he could only hold the knife.

The powerful true energy almost made the swordsman use all his strength and energy, and all his attention was on the true energy. Tang Feifan saw the opportunity and instantly arrived in front of the swordsman, and a palm was printed on the swordsman's chest.

The latter suddenly suffered a severe injury and flew backwards. A huge force collided in his body. Almost all the internal organs were stirred together, and blood gushed out like money. The swordsman opened his eyes wide and never expected that the battle would end at the beginning.

Life is hard to come by, but it is so simple to lose.

"Hey, life." Tang Feifan clapped his hands, and did not stop too much. After sighing for a few words, he had already left.

Killing a swordsman didn't waste much time, so he quickly returned to the inn.

Outlet was not as energetic as yesterday. At this time, she was sitting tiredly on the bed, holding a bottle of wine in her hand, feeling like she was drowning her sorrow with wine.

"Oh, old guy, why are you so tired today?" Tang Feifan looked at Outlet with a smile.

The latter turned his head slightly, with a little resentful expression, and said, "Hey, those rude guys... don't talk about it anymore, drink."

"No, tell me what news you have heard?" Tang Feifan asked.

"It's not about you yet." Outlet glared at Tang Feifan and said, "Now you have become a big celebrity, and you are talking about you in the streets and alleys."

"Did you say I'm very powerful?" Tang Feifan patted his chest.

"You have a new nickname." Outlet said: "Merry's Secret Guest."

"Huh?" Tang Feifan asked hesitantly: "Crazy?"

"Hehe, it's a good understanding, it means a madman." Outlets gave Tang Feifan a blank look, "You don't know how powerful the Wandering Swordsman Group is. You are really a troublemaker."

"No matter how powerful it is, it can be greater than religion and royal power?" Tang Feifan was not worried. "No matter what, the Wandering Swordsman Group cannot enter the Holy City. As long as I am entangled with them in the city, I will not be afraid."

"Just don't bother me, my old bone." Outlets waved his hand, "You young people, you just like to mess with me."

"Okay, okay, isn't this the easiest job for you?" Tang Feifan smiled.

Outlets wanted to speak but stopped, but just hummed twice.

"Brother Ban, I said why is it so quiet when I come back today?" Tang Feifan said.

"I didn't know, maybe I was going to be lazy." Outlet shrugged.

"Does there be no other topics in the tavern besides me? Am I so famous?" Tang Feifan asked.

"Yes, there are, but they are all irrelevant. Do you also want to know the most honest prostitutes in the city?" Outletre raised his eyebrows.

In a secluded alley, a corner with blood in the ground, a group of soldiers in armor surrounded the bodies in the pool of blood. One of them squatted down to check the bodies. He had a red cloth strip tied on his sleeve, as if he was the leader of the group of soldiers.

"Captain Bruce, isn't it just a corpse? Is there anything strange? I'll deal with it quickly. We still have time to have a drink," a soldier shouted.

"No, this corpse is not simple." Bruce shook his head and stood up. "I'll take this corpse back and study it."

"Ah, what happened?"

"I have heard of this person. He is a well-known mercenary. The person who killed him is a very powerful master. The powerful force has cut off the poor guy's tendons and veins." Bruce's face was cold, "Even I, I may not be able to resist it."

"What!"

Captain Bruce's words caused a burst of exclamation.

"This is the first time I have seen this way of killing. I don't know what kind of person this killer is. You can check what news has been recently."
Chapter completed!