Li Yuanji is cruel and violent, and he cannot tell the truth. He collects many visitors. The way he takes is simple and direct, only asking about his strength, no matter what other things. As long as you have strength, no matter whether it is a thief or a villain in the world, he will not care about it. Those who truly have extraordinary abilities will also use their power to wash away his crimes.

Therefore, even though Li Yuanji disdained it, he still gathered a large number of thieves and evil men under his command.

These evil men have no other abilities, but the ability to make a living in Wuyi should not be underestimated.

Li Yuanji's more than 20 guards were all experienced murderers in the world in the past. When he encountered an attack, he was also very happy to react.

First, they leaned against the mountain wall and avoided the blocking of Luo Shixin's archer. When Xue Yong, Mo Huer, Kratos, and Wang Hu were killed nearby, they all fought in close combat without hesitation.

However, most people rationally avoided Kratos.

This guy is so cold in the dark. Others can see a little outline of the model in the dark where the torch cannot be shined in the dark. But Kratos is like a dark shadow in the dark, pretending to be a ghost without makeup. In addition, his methods are fierce, so it makes people scared to think about it.

Kratos had long been used to this kind of thing, and without hesitation, he rushed towards the nearby prey like a wild beast.

The evil guards thought that they had avoided Kratos and found the soft persimmon, which was a big mistake.

Xue Yong, Mo Hu'er, and Wang Hu were all brought out by Luo Shixin. They usually have few people and are guided by Luo Shixin. With Luo Shixin, a master-level teacher, how could they be so bad?

Wu Rui came to Xue Yong confidently. He held a three-foot green breeze in his hand, jumping one step at a time, and his figure was fast. His sword was very skillful, fast and accurate. He always only used one sword to kill people, and the one who was best at dealing with clumsy guys.

Xue Yong held a hundred jin Mo Dao in his hand, and his speed was not fast, which was exactly what Wu Rui's appetite was.

Just as he was thinking of pushing his body forward with a dexterous and light pace, he took a sword towards the center of Xue Yong's eyebrows. The sword edge directly penetrated into his brain, causing him to die on the spot.

Enjoy his art of killing.

But he was not close enough. Xue Yong had already attacked and killed. The heavy Mo Dao had no extra fancy skills, but only a knife at a 45-degree angle in the diagonal thorn.

Wu Rui didn't care. He planned to dodge and avoid it, but unexpectedly found that the routes he could dodge were within Mo Dao's attack range. He had no room or room for dodge at all, so he could only attack head-on.

The sword attacked. Wu Rui's sword technique was extremely gorgeous. Like stars, the sword pierced out, and there were sword shadows everywhere. In this dark night, the fire reflected the silver light of the sword, and it was even more impossible to tell whether the sword was real or whether it was fake.

Xue Yong's eyes were almost dazzled and he couldn't tell it clearly. But he didn't need to tell it. Whether it was real or fake, he continued to swing to the end with one knife.

The sword shadow dissipated. Seeing that Xue Yong was not confused, Wu Rui knew that this move was powerful, so he had to stop it and resist it.

His sword hit Xue Yong's Mo's sword and broke it into two pieces. The sword force remained unabated. It cut from Wu Rui's left shoulder to his right waist, and cut into two pieces.

This simple sword is a great trick. With the blessing of a unique heavy weapon like Mo Dao, any fancy skills become a cloud. There is no way to avoid it, no way to hide, and there is no way to avoid it, so you can only get a knife.

All the guards arranged by Li Yuanji were the masters who killed people but pointed at the ground, but they really did not encounter such a situation.

A ghost-like black shadow, killing people like killing chickens, not only that, but also killing them with extremely cruel means. The other guy who looked like a soft persimmon thought he was easy to bully, but the other party just had a knife, breaking the body of the recognized good guy among them twice, and sprinkling blood columns.

Looking at the other two, they were both in a state of terror.

Mo Hu'er is young, dares to rush and fight, and has strong plasticity. He has also received the key attention of Luo Shixin. In terms of martial arts, he is stronger than Xue Yong. He opens and closes the slashing sword in his hand, slashes left and right, and attacks. His opponent is also very strong, and his strength is no less than Mo Hu'er, but he completely suppresses Mo Hu'er.

Mo Hu'er is like a little crazy man who doesn't want to live. No move he learned is defensive, it is all offensive, and it is all attacking. If he can't take the lead, he will exchange small injuries for big injuries and exchange big injuries for other people's lives.

This is Mo Hu'er!

Unless martial arts surpass him or have the courage to sacrifice himself, even if martial arts are stronger than him, he will still die.

The slashing sword stabbed He Ping in the chest, and Mo Hu'er kicked him away and killed another person.

He Ping felt the passing of life and closed his eyes regretfully: He was also a good knife player, and he saw that Mo Huer's martial arts might not be able to beat him, but in the face of the kind of tricks that both sides suffered, he lacked the courage. As a result, he died, but Mo Huer was unscathed.

The calmest among the group is Wang Hu, the successor of the Wang family in Jiangnan, and the heir of the Kuiding Kniul's Sword Technique.

He and Kratos are almost two extremes, one positive and one negative.

Kratos is very strong, but even Luo Shixin can't say how strong he is.

Because Kratos has never been exposed to martial arts since he was sensible, nor has any coherent moves. His kung fu is instinctual intuition, wild beasts, and self-consciousness. He fights wild beasts again and again and again with humans, and the experiences learned from the vein of death and the way of survival.

Wang Hu relies on skills against the enemy. As the successor of the Wang family for a hundred years, from his birth, his toys were only knives, and he grew up with him, and he knew everything about knives. Especially after he learned how to cut the knives, he was so skillful that even Luo Shixin felt inferior.

Just like the ancient butcher Ding, Wang Hu's knife was delicate and could cut every part of the cow's body. If you asked him to cut the beef tendon, he could break down the beef tendon with one knife, and you could not find any beef on the beef tendon.

This is true for cutting cattle and so for cutting people.

His sword can always find the key points of his opponent at the first time. The light lancet in his hand is like magic, which can cut a person's body from different extremely strange angles, causing death. Anyone who dies in his hands does not feel any pain. The light knife cuts off the other party's life accurately at the moment when he cuts his body, so that the person who dies in his hands cannot feel any pain.

Luo Shixin watched from a high place. This time, he did not take any action except shooting Teng Yuandai. He just quietly watched his subordinates and the performance of his disciples until the end of the battle.

Except for Teng Yuandai, there are a total of twenty-eight guards in this line of escorts!

Kratos killed ten, Wang Hu seven, Mo Huer five, Xue Yong five,

The result was very satisfactory. Although he had few confidant servants, there was no doubt that they were all masters of certain standards. Compared with the uneven servants of the Qi Palace, they were much better than the quality. Four people fought against twenty-eight people and destroyed them all, but none of them were injured.

The battle ended, and Luo Shixin walked down the high place.

When passing by Wang Hu, he said, "When it comes to the exquisite moves, even I feel ashamed of your skills. This is your advantage and also your shortcomings. You attach too much importance to skills, but instead sets up a confusion for yourself and loses the room for progress. Think about it carefully. A chicken, if you behead your head with a knife, you can kill it. Using extremely powerful skills to remove its chicken feathers and dig out its heart, it is also killing. This is also killing, why bother to force yourself to lose your feathers and kill it?"

Wang Hu felt as if he had realized something when he heard this.

Then he said, "Hu'er, your life-threatening sword technique has a certain degree, but there is still a shortage of control over power. Remember to exert seven points of force and keep three points of strength so that you can cut out the second, third and fourth sword faster and faster. Your sword and knife strength are full, and the power of the sword and knife will limit your attack speed and are easily controlled by others. And Xue Yong, you use the three flavors of Mo Dao, and the Mo Dao knife method turns decay into magic, which is very exquisite. Now you can try it and gather your strength. Gather the power at the tip of Mo Dao, and use the tip of the knife to fight the enemy, rather than just slashing with strength."

"I understand!" Mo Hu'er, Xue Yong was very convinced of Luo Shixin, regardless of whether he could understand it or not. There was only one thought in his mind, and he was right.

Luo Shixin then came to Kratos, hammered his chest, and gave him a thumbs up. He really didn't know how to give advice to Kratos, and he didn't need him to give advice. As a warrior who fights with conscious instinct, conscious instinct is his greatest reliance.

Kratos grinned, revealing his white teeth, looking very happy. He seemed to be more happy than anything else when he received this praise.

"Sweep the battlefield, throw all the bodies into the mountains and forests on both sides, collect all the things, and we will sit on the ground to share the spoils later. There is no reason not to take any money from heaven." Luo Shixin clapped his hands with the four people and divided the gold that Li Yuanji gave to Teng Yuandai when he arrived.

Mo Hu'er took out the rectangular wooden box at this time and said, "General, this is found from Teng Yuandai's sleeve. He wrapped the thing with a piece of rag and made a secret lattice on the sleeve, and carried it with him. Look at how precious this thing is, it should be a treasure."

Luo Shixin reached out to take the wooden box and looked carefully. The wooden box was heavy, like an iron box, and the texture was as hard as iron. It could not tell which wood it was. It felt excellent to touch. A person standing in the flames was carved in the center of the wooden box. There were many strange words carved around the character, which looked like oracle bone inscriptions thousands of years ago.

A brand new thousand-fold lock at the junction of the wooden box with tight stitching.

The Thousand-Duan Lock is the highest-end key of the Tang Dynasty era. The keyhole is twisted thousands of times, and it cannot be opened without the original key. The clever thief cannot open it.

But since it is a lock, there is no reason why it cannot be opened.

Luo Shixin pulled out the Seven-Star horizontal sword, inserted it into the lock with the blade, twisted it downwards with a fierce force, destroying the entire Thousand-Rule Lock. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!