The handsome young man was speechless for a long time while pointing at Mr. Peach Blossom. He actually didn't even look down on the old man Lu Zhengyong, and openly expressed contempt. It was a bit too arrogant.
"What are you, you, what do you think your Northern Anti-Youth Alliance is? There are only three to four hundred people, which is not enough to fill the teeth of the Qinghe Sect. Such a small number of people dare to compete with the people of our other three anti-Youth Alliances.
The comparison is simply a joke."
Mr. Peach Blossom sneered and said to the subordinates beside him: "Kill him and let him know the consequences of offending my Mr. Peach Blossom. The Northern Anti-Youth Alliance? Humph, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. They really think they are nothing.
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As soon as he finished speaking, one of the eight men in blue clothes beside Mr. Peach Blossom walked out. His figure flashed and jumped a few times before appearing in front of the handsome young man. A one-foot-long dagger in his hand stabbed strangely into the handsome young man's heart.
He took action as soon as he said so. The handsome young man was startled and quickly drew his sword to fight with the man.
However, that man was obviously very skilled in martial arts, far superior to the handsome young man. In just a few moves, the handsome young man was at a disadvantage and could only defend passively.
Bang!
After dozens of moves, the handsome young man accidentally hit the man in blue in the leg and flew backwards, knocking over several stalls along the way and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
When he got up again, he was already staggering, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of injuries.
"Suffer death."
The man in blue sneered and prepared to kill this kid with a knife.
A flash of despair flashed in the eyes of the handsome young man, and he knew that he might be doomed today.
However, a cold light flashed in the distance, and the next moment it passed through the man in blue who was brandishing a knife and was about to attack, and disappeared in a flash.
There was a muffled sound on a wooden pile in the distance, and a gleaming willow-leaf flying knife was deeply inserted into the wooden pile, and blood was dripping from the blade to the ground.
Bang!
The man in blue froze for a moment, then shook and fell to the ground with a thud.
On his chest, a huge blood hole was clearly visible, and blood was flowing out.
"Who?"
Mr. Peach Blossom snorted coldly and looked sharply towards the direction of the flight. Like a provoked tiger, he suddenly released a dangerous aura.
Even though he knew that his beloved son was here, there were still people who came out to meddle in his own business. It was just too old to cause trouble, and he was tired of living.
In the distance, two figures slowly walked over. One was dressed in green, with a cynical smile on his lips; the other was dressed in white, with an indifferent look in his eyes, like clouds on the horizon, unstained by dust.
The two of them walked over one after the other, neither in a hurry nor in a slow pace, as if they were strolling in their own back garden.
People around looked at the two people in surprise, wondering who they were with such temperament and courage.
"Is this the flying knife you fired just now?" Mr. Peach Blossom narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Su Yin and Qing Kong, and asked softly.
The flying knife just now was as fast as thunder, and he didn't even find out whose hand it was. Someone with such a skill in concealed weapons must be very special.
"You just said, what is the Northern Anti-Youth Alliance? Just a bunch of chickens and dogs?"
Su Yin curled her lips, looked at the peach boy playfully, walked to the center of the field unhurriedly, and smiled evilly.