I'm just a soldier, why should I fight you in a duel?

The horseman suddenly straightened up, opened his mouth, and even stopped breathing for a few seconds.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, and his eyes were full of incredible astonishment.

He knew that the old man in the car was definitely not an ordinary person, but he didn't expect that he could hold two frightened old horses with one arm.

He even took the powerful whip lightly.

Is this still a human?

The horseman's face turned from red to white, as if he was greatly frightened, and he rolled and crawled to hide behind the old man.

"Forgive others when you can."

The old man took back his pipe lightly and took a few puffs.

"If you hadn't scared my horses, they wouldn't have gone so crazy."

"Besides, this official road is so wide that even four or five carriages can run side by side without any problem. Why are you so aggressive?"

A man behind the fierce and sturdy man bowed to the old man with vigilance.

"So there is another fellow in this carriage. I wonder what sect or school the senior is from?"

The old man smiled and shook his head.

"I am just an ordinary person. How can I say there is a sect or school?"

The man immediately shut up after hearing this.

"Oh?"

The fierce and sturdy man carefully looked at the old man in front of him and saw that there was nothing special about him.

Then, he grinned and a look of impatience appeared on his face.

"You dare to stand up for others without any sect or school? I think you are really tired of living!"

The old man's originally calm face flushed instantly after hearing this, and he blew his beard and glared angrily.

"You young man, you really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. You speak nonsense casually. Didn't your parents teach you to respect your elders?"

The strong man rubbed the back of his head, and a hideous smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Mr. Wu has no father or mother, so naturally no one has taught him such a perverted theory."

"But my master said that when you are in doubt, you should beat him first."

As he said,

I saw him stepping on the stirrups with his legs suddenly exerting force.

After the horse wailed, the whole man instantly jumped into the air, clenched his fists as big as sandbags, and rushed towards the old man.

What bad luck!

Where did this madman come from, and why is he so persistent?

Looking at the unreasonable and angry evil man, the old man cursed in his heart.

A visible heat wave emerged from his body.

The exposed skin instantly turned red, and the muscles on his body bulged high like fine steel.

Seeing that the punch was getting closer and closer to him, the old man simply stood up.

He picked up the coachman and the black iron box on the carriage and jumped off the carriage, and cut the reins of the two old horses.

"Bang!"

The evil man surnamed Wu punched down, wood chips flew, and the carriage was instantly broken into hundreds of pieces.

The coachman looked at everything in front of him with tears in his eyes. Although he was afraid, he was more heartbroken.

The carriage was his bread and butter, but now it was broken by the man in front of him.

This is all silver.

The old man looked at the evil man in front of him with murderous eyes.

This man must be a martial arts practitioner, and he may not be able to take advantage of him if he wants to fight him in close combat.

He gently put the black wooden box on the ground, secretly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and said coldly.

"The carriage is destroyed. You should be relieved now, young man?"

"Why don't you just stop here and go your separate ways?"

The evil man licked his lips and shook his head.

"It's too late. I am already impatient and can't wait to fight you."

"As long as you satisfy me, I will let you two go."

"How about it?"

He smiled again.

"But don't hide next time. Your strong muscles will be wasted."

"We martial arts practitioners should punch each other."

The old man also smiled, but this smile was a little frightening.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

His fingers kept moving, and the black iron box kept making metal collision sounds.

After a few breaths,

the box suddenly returned to calm.

The old man looked happy, and then narrowed his eyes and restrained his murderous aura.

Seeing that the evil man was still laughing, the old man suddenly started to curse.

"Fuck you! Who said I was a martial arts practitioner?"

As soon as he finished speaking,

two sounds of breaking through the air sounded at the same time,

and two long swords suddenly shot out of the iron box and shot towards the evil man.

The sword shadows were like two black lightning bolts.

Like a sword, it came to the face of the villain in the blink of an eye.

An extremely sharp breath surged from the sword, as if it was going to chop people into pieces.

The villain surnamed Wu was shocked, but such a thrilling situation did not allow him to think too much.

He could only cross his arms in a hurry to block in front of him.

The flying sword danced wildly and smashed the leather on his forearm, but it could not penetrate his flesh anyway.

The old man glanced at the silver-white arm guard exposed on his forearm, and his heart immediately understood.

He gently hooked his fingers, and the two flying swords flew back like obedient puppies.

The villain shook his wrist and said with a face full of ridicule.

"It's Wu who made a mistake! But this little force may not be enough, your flying sword is like tickling me..."

"Really?"

The old man waved his hand leisurely, and the two long swords instantly stopped in place.

Then, the hilt of the sword moved forward and killed the villain again.

Before he could react, he saw the hilts of two long swords hit his chest and abdomen instantly.

The evil man felt as if he had been hit by two heavy punches, and his footsteps were unstable and he stepped back a few steps.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd. This was the first time they saw someone hitting someone with a sword hilt.

The young man in the blood-red robe watched this scene with interest.

Although the two families were allied, it was a happy thing to see the leader of the other side suffer a setback.

But after thinking about it, he rode to the front of the crowd and clasped his fists.

"I wonder which family of sword cultivator you are? Longqiao Sword Sect? Sword Qi Valley? Or..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man waving his hand.

"None of them."

"I am not a sword cultivator."

Hearing the old man's decisive answer, the red-robed young man couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Senior, you are joking. If you are not a sword cultivator, how can you have such a flying sword?"

The old man's face became a little unhappy.

"Who said that if you are not a sword cultivator, you can't use the flying sword?"

"How much more sword cultivators know about swords, can they know more about swords than me, a blacksmith?"

He muttered in a voice that only he could hear clearly.

"What's a flying sword? I can fly axes, hooks and forks."

The evil man walked out of the center of the crowd with big strides and excited, and pushed the blood-robed young man aside.

"Who cares if you are a sword cultivator or a blacksmith!"

"Play with me today. If I don't have fun, don't run away!"

The blood-robed young man was about to speak when he saw the evil man turned his head and said in a silly voice.

"Brother Mei, it's still early, let them rest for a while."

The blood-robed young man nodded, smiled bitterly and bowed to the old man to apologize.

Then he pointed at the man and knocked on his head again.

The old man immediately understood what he meant. It turned out that the evil man was not smart.

No wonder he acted so violently and was completely different from ordinary people.

A figure two circles smaller than the evil man walked out of the crowd quickly, trying to pull the evil man away.

Unexpectedly, the evil man was like a stubborn donkey. No matter how much he advised, he just wouldn't listen.

In the end, the man could only leave in dissatisfaction.

The red-robed young man couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw this. He didn't know why the Dragon Elephant Sect chose a fool to lead the team.

Could it be that they wanted to be a stepping stone for my Renfeng Temple?