Starting with Xiao Li Feidao

Chapter 34
The Deer Cutting Knife is a newly cast knife.

It was made by Xu Luzi, the descendant of Mrs. Xu in the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period. For this knife, he almost exhausted his whole life.

And the word "cutting the deer" means "Qin loses its deer, and the whole world chases after it. Only the winner gets the deer and cuts it."

Xu Luzi's meaning couldn't be more clear, only the world's number one hero can get this deer-cutting knife.

It's just that such a precious sword has someone to protect it, and the person who protects the sword is not easy.

Zhao Wuji, the head of the Xiantian Wuji Sect, Tu Xiaotianhai, the great hero of the Kanto, and Hai Lingzi, the only surviving master of the Southern Sword School.

These three people are all first-class masters in Jiang Hu, besides, they also invited Si Kongshu who swept Tianshan Mountain with one arm in the past and killed the eight bandits with one palm.

With these four people guarding the sword and entering the customs, not many people in the world would dare to take the sword.

In early autumn, the leaves have turned slightly yellow.

A black-painted carriage appeared at the end of the road, with four horses galloping at the same time, coming very fast.

After arriving in the woods, he didn't slow down.

The driver is a skilled driver, and the four horses are well-trained horses, so although the horses and chariots are running fast, the entire carriage does not have the slightest bump.

At this moment, the groom's eyes sparkled.

Because he saw two people not far away, a man and a woman.

The man is chic and handsome, and the woman is also a rare beauty.

They sat on the ground, and in front of them was a tablecloth woven from silk, and the tablecloth was filled with delicious food and wine.

The woman was adding wine to the man, and the man seemed to be saying something, which made the woman laugh again and again, but he didn't spill the wine.

This kind of situation is also common in places full of flowers at the beginning of late spring, and it is always like this for rich people to travel in the countryside.

But this is outside the Great Wall, in a barren forest.

The groom didn't stop and let the carriage run wildly. The best way to deal with such a weirdo is to ignore him.

But it was the man who stood up and said with a loud smile, "I am the head of the thirteen gangs in the Kanto region. This place is already my territory. If you want to pass through here, you have to leave money to buy the way."

Apart from Xia Yunmo and Feng Siniang, who else could have this man and a woman.

The coachman didn't speak, and slapped the horse's buttocks with a whip, making the horse a little faster.

At this moment, Xia Yunmo stood up.

With a little tiptoe, he appeared beside the carriage lightly.

Feng Siniang's eyes, which were already very bright, became even brighter when they saw Xia Yunmo's qinggong.

Xia Yunmo's qinggong is not only fast, but also extremely elegant, like a banished immortal.

The coachman didn't expect Xia Yunmo's lightness kung fu to be so high, but he didn't rush, and swung his whip towards Xia Yunmo.

The whip was rattling in the air, and it could be seen that the groom was a good whip user.

But the next moment, the whip was caught between two white jade-like fingers.

Then, with a slight force from these two fingers, the coachman flew out of the carriage and rolled away.

Xia Yunmo grabbed the reins of the carriage with one hand, and his two feet seemed to be born in the ground. No matter how the four good horses galloped, they also shook him half a bit.

"Hiss~" the four horses let out a cry, and finally stopped.

The strength of the four fine horses was unexpectedly held back by Xia Yunmo.

"Friends in the carriage, pay the toll quickly, or I will have to search for money from your corpses."

Xia Yunmo walked to the side of the carriage, knocked on the carriage, and said with a smile.

A cold light flew out of the carriage and attacked Xia Yunmo.Xia Yunmo took two steps back, and the cold light followed closely.

Feng Siniang, who was at the side, saw clearly that it was a strange-shaped long sword with a golden mouth and inlaid with cat's-eye gemstones.

The one wielding the sword was a Taoist, dressed gorgeously, and the maroon-purple Taoist robes were all spun with golden threads.

If the guess is correct, this person should be Hai Lingzi from the Hainan Sword Sect. In the "Tongye Island" battle seven years ago, the owner of the Tongye Island and thirteen disciples died in the hands of the masters of the Hainan Sword Sect. Only Hai Lingzi was left in Pai.

The Hainan Sword School's swordsmanship is known for its speed and cunning, but now it is even more surreptitious under the use of Hai Lingzi.

I saw dense sword shadows, covering Xia Yunmo, but there was a bit of coldness in this group of sword shadows, as if ready to stab Xia Yunmo's throat at any time.

Xia Yunmo's figure flitted back, but no matter how he retreated, the sword shadow would envelope him.

That Hai Lingzi showed a cold smile, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword made a trembling sound, and it had already stabbed Xia Yunmo's chest.

Xia Yunmo smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and clamped Hai Lingzi's swift and poisonous sword with two fingers.

It was only at this time that Hai Lingzi realized what the coachman felt before. The sword was in Xia Yunmo's hand, as if it was embedded in a huge rock.

But this Hai Lingzi is Hai Lingzi after all, as the only master of swordsmanship in Hainan Sword Sect, how can he just sit and wait for death like this.

He was holding a sword in his right hand, and his left hand unexpectedly pulled out from the hilt, and then drew out a dagger, stabbing straight at Xia Yunmo, knocking Xia Yunmo back.

This long sword turned out to be a child-mother sword, no wonder the blade is so long.

Xia Yunmo retreated lightly to Feng Siniang's side, and took the glass of wine from Feng Siniang.He smiled and said: "Everyone in the car should come down together. I am in a good mood today. I only seek money, not life."

Although Xia Yunmo was forced to retreat with a sword, Hai Lingzi was cautious, but he did not step forward.

If he wasn't cautious enough, the Hainan Sword Sect would have been wiped out.

A white-faced and slightly bearded middle-aged man stepped out of the carriage. Even though someone blocked the road and robbed him, Yuanyuan still had a smile on his face and a gentle attitude, just like a prince.

Feng Siniang poured another glass of wine for Xia Yunmo, and introduced: "This person is Zhao Wuji, the head of "Xiantian Wuji". He is famous all over the world for his Xiantian Wuji true energy and the No. 81 Wuji sword."

The second person got out of the car quickly, this white-haired old man, dressed plainly, holding a cigarette pouch in his hand, he looked like a rustic country old man, but his eyes flashed, quite majestic.

Feng Siniang said again: "This man is the "Kandong hero" Tu Xiaotian. He has been in the Kanto for 40 years. He specializes in hitting 36 large acupoints on the body with a dry pipe in his hand, and is 72 years old. He is known as the world's number one acupuncture point master."

Xia Yunmo rubbed his hands and said, "I know this guy, Hua Ping told me about it. Two heads of our Kanto Thirteen Gang were killed by him."

After a while, a man came out slowly from the car. This man was strange in appearance, less than five feet tall, with a head as big as a bat, with disheveled hair, one eye shining brightly, and the other Dead gray.

His right arm had been cut off at the shoulder, and the remaining left arm was so long that it could almost touch his big toe.

In his hand, he was also carrying a rectangular yellow cloth package.

Feng Siniang said: "This man should be the "One-armed Eagle King". He likes to eat the heart of a cow, and his eagle claw skills can be regarded as unrivaled in the world. What he holds in his hand should be the "Deer Cutting Knife"."

Feng Siniang didn't lower her voice when she spoke. Everyone standing here is a top-notch high-ranking scholar. She heard her words clearly, but seeing Xia Yunmo's methods before, no one took the initiative.

"I want this woman." The one-armed Eagle King Sikong Shu pointed at Feng Siniang with one eye brightened.

This guy is not only delicious with beef heart, but also beautiful.

Just after he finished speaking, Xia Yunmo's figure suddenly approached him.

A silver light flew out from Xia Yunmo's hand, and hit Sikong Shu's big head.

Sikong Shu snorted coldly, and stretched out his long arms, like eagle claws, to catch this silver light.

His eagle-claw hand has been capable for decades, and it goes without saying that he can take out a heart from the belly of a live cow.

Silver light flew by, and blood spattered.

Xia Yunmo put his sword back into its sheath, and said slowly: "That woman is mine, so think more carefully before speaking from now on."

Sikong Shu's arm trembled, the sword light cut from his palm, extended to his elbow, and then slid down to his chest.

The skin and flesh were opened, and the bones were visible in the depths, and the blood continued to flow out.

He has not suffered such a big loss for many years.

(End of this chapter)