A group of people headed by Dylan were always looking for opportunities to snatch the sword from Li Kezhou.
But the other party had been stuck in the carriage for the past two days. Even though they thought of hundreds of ways, none of them could be implemented.
Now when he saw that the other party was about to leave, he was immediately filled with righteous indignation and snatched the sword from his hand in the name of asking for reward.
A group of people blocked him, and Kong Lin looked like he was not interested in anything that concerned him. He looked like he was just watching a good show.
Li Kezhou glanced at the group of people and said calmly: "You should cherish your lives and stay to protect Miss Lin, instead of dying worthlessly in my hands."
"Boy! Stop talking nonsense, do you want to hold the sword or not?"
When someone heard that he was about to talk arrogantly again, he suddenly became impatient and interrupted him.
Dylan pushed aside the crowd, stepped forward, and said with sharp eyes: "Miss Lin asked you to leave today, and we can't go against her wishes. As I said, you can leave if you want, but leave your things behind."
"Of course! The sword is just one of them. In addition, I don't want any more lotus seeds from the Nine-leaf Sword Lotus you just took out. Give me this number. The mainland faces west today. You can come and go..."
When he said "this number", he spread his fingers and made gestures.
Li Kezhou smiled inexplicably when he saw this.
Lin Xueluo, who was on the side, had a look of anger in his eyes: "What are you doing? If you do this, what's the difference between you and the robbers blocking the road?"
Dylan remained calm: "Ms. Lin! We have always been respectful to you, but I cannot listen to you on this matter. Whether it is a ninth-grade sword or the sword just now, in the hands of this kid,
It is simply a waste of natural resources. If I don’t rob him, someone else will take it away soon. Why can’t you give me, Dylan, an advantage?”
Lin Xueluo's face turned red with anger. She never expected that such a shameless thing would happen to her, and it was the person she brought.
In her eyes, Li Kezhou was no match for the four-handed man with his two fists. It was certain that he would be robbed today. She looked a little guilty in her eyes. After all, if he had not brought this group of people, the other party would not have been robbed.
Li Kezhou didn't understand what she was thinking, and said calmly: "I said I gave you the sword before because I couldn't kill you with one sword. You blocked my way because you wanted to see if you could get through me.
Can you survive under the sword?"
Dylan's face darkened: "Crazy guy! How dare you speak so loudly even when you are about to die."
"Go and remove his sword from me."
Due to his status, he did not want to be violent with such a low-level person, so he immediately pointed at a subordinate who was in the early stage of condensation.
The subordinate lowered his head, chuckled, and walked out step by step.
In the past few days, he had already learned from Kong Lin that the strength of the boy in front of him was only at the ninth level of Qi refining. With such unbearable cultivation, he could kill a person with just a raise of his hand, so he didn't take it to heart at all.
"Boy! If you don't want to die, just bring me the sword!"
He walked three steps in front of Li Kezhou, lowered his eyelids, looked down at him, and stretched out a calloused palm.
"Qiang!"
Everyone only heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed.
The light of the sword dazzled their eyes, and when they looked again, Li Kezhou's sword had already been sheathed, as if it had never been unsheathed.
"ah!"
The shrill screams soared into the sky.
The man who had been so arrogant and stretched out his claws fell to the ground with one hand, up to his wrist, and his blood was like a boiling faucet.
This is not the end. This person was slashed by his sword. The unique soul-burning odor of Qi Xing invaded this person's soul, causing him to have an immediate mental breakdown. He pulled out his sword, yelled, swung it around randomly, and slashed with the sword energy.
The group behind was so shocked that they lost their color.
Dylan's expression changed, and he drew his sword and waved it. The movement and sound of the crazy man stopped abruptly, because his body was lying on the ground.
"What a demonic sword that can kill you like crazy!"
This scene did not make Dylan flinch, but the greed in his eyes became even more intense.
"you go……"
He then pointed at someone else.
This person's cultivation level is also in the early stage of elixir condensation.
In Dylan's eyes, Li Kezhou's success just now was just a sneak attack that took advantage of others' unpreparedness, and his strength was not in his eyes.
Li Kezhou said: "Dylan! Go ahead on your own. I'll let you know your own worth and give up on this idea."
Dylan looked at him coldly: "I, Dylan, am also one of the four great swordsmen of the Tongzhou Association. Why do you want me to kill a guy like you who has such an unsightly level of cultivation? You think too highly of yourself."
Li Kezhou looked at Lin Xueluo: "Miss Lin! You take three steps back, don't let blood splash on your body."
He was unwilling to kill the woman because of her face. Moreover, these people were hired swordsmen to protect the woman. It was really not good to kill them all and let the woman go on her way alone.
But his repeated forbearance only resulted in the opponent taking advantage of it. He knew that without some bloody means, it would be impossible to frighten these young men.
"Boy! You are self-aware. Yes, Miss Lin, please step back. Don't let the dirty blood on this kid's body tarnish the sanctity of the lady!"
"Boy, let me show you what the sword energy of a master of condensing pills is like. Go to hell!"
The man who came out of the queue had a ferocious smile on his face. As soon as his sword was unsheathed and his sword energy had not been used, he heard a roar in his ears. This was the last sound he heard in his life, and then... no bones were left.
Li Kezhou used Dragon Roar, but in order to achieve the best effect, he did not hold back at all. The man was torn apart by the Dragon Roar. Finally, he was crushed by Long Bi's sword energy, and there was a shower of blood.
"impossible……"
The group of people at the rear were frightened by the sudden roar, which sounded like thunder in the clear sky. When they saw the scene in front of them clearly, they staggered and stepped back.
"He's only been a few months old, how can this kid... be so strong?"
Kong Lin, who originally planned to watch a good show, had no other expression on his face except horror, and kept mumbling to himself.
Dylan's face was as gloomy as ink: "Killing two of me in front of me, you are so courageous."
"Go! Go up to me. Take him down for me. Don't kill him easily. Hold him and kneel in front of me. I want him to know that there are more terrible things in the world than death..."
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"
A series of sounds of swords being drawn out of their scabbards were heard.
At the same time, Li Kezhou's sword was unsheathed at the same time.
He made a horizontal sword move and cast the Kunlun Sword-Breaking Curse. The sword energy was like hair, and it struck a group of people with their newly unsheathed swords.
"Dangdangdang..."
Just as the sound of unsheathing fell, there was another sound of the sword breaking.
When a group of people held swords in their hands and prepared to use their sword energy, the swords in their hands were broken into pieces and only the handle was left.
"Ahhhh..."
A group of people screamed in fright, with frightened expressions on their faces, and pushed back, highlighting Dylan, while a group of people hid behind him.
Dylan's gloomy face turned pale at this moment.
He knew that this time he was slapped in the face. The opponent was not as strong as the ninth level of Qi Refining as Kong Lin said. Because he thought he was himself and could not swing the sword just now.