Bao Xu's eyes shrank and he said in surprise: "Silver-faced man!"

Yes, he is a silver-faced man, alone, but looks down on the world; he looks weak and thin, but looks down on all living beings.

Zuo Chongliang pressed the hilt of the sword.

He didn't feel the slightest feeling about how this person appeared. Obviously, his light body skills are not weak, so he can prevent him from escaping in a while.

Thinking of this in my heart, Zuo Chongliang had already shouted: "Don't let him escape!"

A trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of the silver-faced man's lips and began to take steps. He did not walk far away, but walked into the yard.

With the tiled tiles, he walked step by step, as if he was walking in his back garden, leisurely and contented, as if he was not facing the twenty or thirty swords in the yard.

Then, he fell down to the ground lightly and came to the yard.

Zuo Chongliang didn't understand what the silver-faced man sold in the gourd.

He is alone and alone, can he dare to challenge so many people alone?

However, he quickly sneered. A young boy with a stinky and unhappy man, who didn't know how to be a good man, thought he was a master of martial arts, so he didn't take the people in the world seriously.

In a moment, he will let the boy know that arrogance comes at a price.

Although there were twenty people standing in the yard, it was not crowded. After the Silver-faced Man fell to the ground, the men in black had already formed a circle in a tacit understanding, surrounding the Silver-faced Man in the middle, and a circle with a diameter of five meters was empty in the middle.

The silver-faced man said to Zuo Chongliang and Bao Xu: "Who are the leaders?"

This sound was full of condescending, as if the person in the upper class was giving orders to his subordinates. He had a faint tone, but there was an indescribable majesty.

Zuo Chongliang almost subconsciously answered, but fortunately, his internal strength was strong, so he realized it quickly and only hummed.

The silver-faced man seemed to be expecting the two of them to answer. He smiled coldly, looked at Bao Xu, and said lightly: "I recognize your eyes. I took advantage of others' danger that day and settled the score today!"

Bao Xu sneered, was this kid confused? He only brought four or five people with him. If someone hadn't saved him, the kid would have been tied up long ago, and he is still squirting in front of him. He snorted: "I'm not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue!"

The silver-faced man stopped looking at him and turned to Zuo Chongliang: "It seems that you have the best martial arts skills. Do you dare to fight with me alone?"

Provoked Bao Xu and then provoked him?

He had some eyesight and knew that he had the highest martial arts skills among all the people here. Zuo Chongliang did not look at the silver-faced man. Although the master transferred him to come, it fully demonstrated his importance to this kid, how old is this kid? It has only been more than ten years since he started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb.

He sneered, "You deserve it?"

A trace of coldness flashed in the silver-faced man's eyes, and he didn't see any movement. He suddenly disappeared from the spot, but he soon came back, as if he hadn't moved at all.

Zuo Chongyuan didn't know what he meant. He was about to ask, but suddenly, two terrifying screams sounded behind him, all of whom were screaming halfway.

He looked over and saw that the silver-faced man was five feet away from his right. Two men in black covered their necks, but could not cover the blood rushing between their throats. They fell softly to the ground, their eyes wide open, fear had not yet disappeared, and they had no breathing.

They are not the closest people to the Silver Face Guy. In other words, if the Silver Face Guy wants to attack them, they still need to bypass three people to come to them.
Chapter completed!