The blood of the perfect world spreads all over the sky

Shi Lei pointed his sword at an angle and said with a smile: "I already knew it was you. Where are the other two? Let's call them out together."

The butcher was holding his rough bone chopping knife, standing at the door and looking coldly at the people in the room.

The old woman was twisting an embroidery needle in her hand and looking at everyone in the restaurant coldly.

Neither of them had any intention of replying or asking anyone to come out.

The two servants who were still alive stepped aside and whispered: "Leave it to senior."

Baili Dongjun stepped forward and said loudly: "It seems that the people on this whole street are not good people. You and the white-browed man in the daytime are all in the same group. You are here to intercept and kill others." People from the Gu family?

And you come to my wine shop just because we open a wine shop here? "

The butcher looked at Baili Dongjun, nodded, and replied: "Yes."

The answer was very straightforward, without any concealment, as if Shi Lei and others would die tonight.

"This is too childish. We have never crossed paths. In the afternoon I visited your shop and bought meat, but tonight you came to kill me with a knife. Life is a very precious thing, and everyone is born with it. There is only one time, and we have no right to take away other people's lives at will." Baili Dongjun explained patiently.

Although he was a naughty and rebellious child, calling himself the Little Overlord of Qiandong City at the age of seven, he always remembered what his father told him: the most precious thing in the world, the most precious thing in the world, is his own life.

The butcher ignored Baili Dongjun and looked at Sikong Changfeng and Shi Lei, wondering: "Idiot?"

Shi Lei shrugged: "You can't say that. A normal person should be sincere and kind to others, respect the old and love the young, sympathize with the weak, and care for life...

You can't call someone with these good qualities an idiot just because you threw them away.

It’s not them that’s wrong, it’s you, and it’s the world that’s wrong.

In addition, there is a word that is more suitable. You can call him 'innocent' or 'innocent'.

Compared to butchers like you, I still hope that there are more innocent and innocent people in the world. With more such people, the world will be a better place.

The most important thing is that I enjoy making friends with such people.

So can you guys quit?

Let's pretend tonight didn't happen. "

The butcher looked at Shi Lei in astonishment, not knowing how to refute. In fact, he also liked to make friends with innocent people, but he did not intend to refute. His words remained as brief as possible: "No."

"Then stop talking nonsense and let's start fighting!" Sikong Changfeng stepped forward with a gun, grabbed Baili Dongjun and threw him back. Then he used the momentum to go straight to the butcher, thrust out the spear like a dragon, The momentum is amazing.

But the butcher looked calm. He just raised the bone cleaver and blocked the spear firmly with a slight block.

"I know who you are." Sikong Changfeng said sternly: "There is a rumor in the world that 'you will be punished by the officials in life, and you will meet Yama in death'. You are Jingkou Yama, and you are a thousand years old."

"Yes." Yan Qiansui admitted lightly and swung the bone chopping knife in his hand.

His body was fat and his bone chopping knife was huge, but in his hand, this big knife was as light and flexible as an embroidery needle.

It has the flavor of removing bones, chopping meat, and blooming bones.

The superb swordsmanship has reached an unspeakable level.

Sikong Changfeng's spear was very powerful, but somewhat weak in its follow-up. After stabbing thirteen times in a row with no success, he was already out of breath.

"Your marksmanship is not perfect." Yan Qiansui's surname is "Yan", but he doesn't like to talk and keeps every sentence as brief as possible.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Did you learn it secretly?" Yan Qiansui's eyes lit up and he looked directly into Sikong Changfeng's eyes.

Sikong Changfeng was shocked in his heart, and the hand holding the spear was trembling. Just a machete thrown at Yan Qianshen broke the power of his spear and even cut his clothes.

Sikong Changfeng retreated fiercely with his gun, retreated to Baili Dongjun's side, and said solemnly: "I can't beat him, you can find an opportunity to run away."

Baili Dongjun shrugged and said helplessly: "While you were fighting just now, I took a look at the back door."

"You want to trap them while we are here and escape secretly, right?" Sikong Changfeng said angrily.

Baili Dongjun said seriously: "How could I, the little overlord of Dongcheng, be like that?"

"So what's going on at the back door?" Sikong Changfeng asked back.

"Little Xishi is selling tofu over there, and the oil seller is watching little Xishi selling tofu." Baili Dongjun sighed and said.

Sikong Changfeng scratched his head: "This is troublesome, Brother Shi, I'll stop them, you take Dongjun and go first."

He should repay the favor of free drinking, but he himself wouldn't live long.

Shi Lei had no expression on his face and looked straight ahead without speaking.

The butcher held a machete in his right hand, made a sign of invitation with his left hand, and said coldly: "Come on."

Sikong Changfeng raised his spear and whispered: "I have one more trick, the last one. After this move, the two people in front of me will definitely die, but I may not survive. If I can survive, I will help you break through the interception at the back door and let Brother Shi take you out."

"What will happen if you don't survive?" Baili Dongjun asked.

"Then we will all die here."

"How sure are you?"

"One percent."

"10%? 10% sure, you still have the nerve to swear so confidently?" Baili Dongjun was shocked.

"Then do you have any better idea?"

Baili Dongjun waved his sleeves: "I dare to come all the way to open a wine shop by myself, and I am well prepared!"

"Do you know how to do martial arts?" Sikong Changfeng asked doubtfully.

"Bah" Baili Dongjun sighed, and then explained: "If I knew martial arts, I wouldn't come to Chaisang City. I just escaped from home because I didn't want to practice martial arts!"

"Die." Jinkou Yan Luo Yan Qiantai finally lost his patience and rushed over.

The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who can survive until the fifth watch?

"Immortal." A voice suddenly interrupted him.

Yan Qiansui's expression changed. He raised his head suddenly and found that there was an extra person on the beam at some point. It seemed that he had been there for a while, but he never noticed it.

The man jumped down from the beam and landed steadily in front of Shi Lei and others. He was wearing soft armor and looked exactly like the two guards next to Yan Qiansui.

The attendant named Kui Zheng couldn't help shouting: "Xue Zheng?"

"This name is really unpleasant. I have been called that for so long, and I can finally get rid of it today." The man took off his soft armor, revealing a black suit underneath, and he grinned. Said: "My surname is Lei."

The corners of Shi Lei's mouth raised. The person he was waiting for finally arrived.

The martial arts realm of Young Ge Xing was evaluated by Ji Ruofeng, the master of Baixiao Hall, and the world's martial arts were divided into first-class realms.

Those below the first level can only be considered martial artists, and those above the first level can be considered masters.

The first grade is divided into four realms:

The first level of the Vajra Mortal Realm, when practiced, is indestructible regardless of the Six Objects and Dharma. To put it simply, the body has been trained to the limit of a mortal. After the skill is activated, it will be difficult for a mortal sword to damage it.