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Chapter 162: Desert Crazy Knife

A raging fire burned on Lao Dao's body, and the miserable howling sounded from his mouth, making people feel tight.

He jumped up from the ground, and in a panic, rushed directly to the nearest window, jumped out of the window, and then used the rain outside to extinguish the flames on his body.

At this time, Han Fei and Gongzi Yu did not move. Gongzi Yu wanted to take advantage of this time to escape, but he clearly felt that Han Fei's gaze was always over him. As long as he dared to move, Han Fei would dare to kill him! This made him not dare to move at all.

The old knife rushed in too quickly and was too anxious, which made the woman who had been lying on the ground pretend to be innocent and forgot to break free from the constraints for a moment. In addition, this obvious change was about to happen. Now, lying on the ground pretending to be in trouble, maybe you will get unexpected gains.

At this moment, two men in black wearing straw raincoats and hats walked in. Their eyes turned around the faces of everyone present. When they saw Gongziyu, they were obviously stunned. Their muscles were tense and they seemed a little nervous, but the next moment, they relaxed because another person came in behind the two people.

This man dressed the same as them, but he was imposing. He was carrying a big knife behind him. The knife was extremely huge. He was behind him, and the tip of the knife was exposed from his calf.

After seeing Gongzi Yu, the man was slightly stunned: "It's you, the sick man? Why are you here? Do you know too?"

He said, taking off the hat on his head and saying, revealing a strong face, but his beard was unshaven and looked quite tough.

"Yan Tiannan, the Desert Brave Sword? You are here. The autumn sand land is not far from the desert. What are you doing here?" Gongzi Yu frowned.

"You don't know so? Tell me, why should I tell you?" Yan Tiannan snorted: "Although this news will spread all over the world soon, you will know soon. But I just won't tell you now, and I will piss you to death!"

Young Master Yu had a black stitch on his forehead, and Han Fei couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah? There is another sour scholar? Who are you?" Yan Tiannan looked at Han Fei.

Han Fei smiled and gently knocked on Yu Di in his hand and said, "I am just a passerby scholar. What you talk about has nothing to do with me!"

As he said, he took back the jade flute, chewed it with another bite of the chicken leg, and said, "It's so delicious, do you eat it?"

Yan Tiannan ignored him, just an ordinary scholar, and it was not worth talking to him by his dignified Damian Dadao. Instead, he said to Gongzi Yu: "What are you doing when you ran here in the middle of the night?"

"It's all your business!" Gongzi Yu glanced at Han Fei, gritted his teeth, and knew that he couldn't escape. Although he didn't know how high this man's martial arts were, he was not an opponent of this man at all when he used these two moves. It was obviously unfathomable, and he and Damo Mad Sword were enemies, not friends, and it is obviously not worth provoking a strong enemy now.

Unless you let Damo Mad Knife fight with this scholar, you will have a chance!

But Yan Tiannan, the strength of the Desert Mad Sword Yan Tiannan is just the same as himself. Even if they fight, Yan Tiannan is not the enemy of this person in one move, and he has no chance to escape... As for joining forces with Yan Tiannan, the Desert Mad Sword Yan Tiannan? That's completely nonsense!

When he thought of this, Gongzi Yu secretly scolded himself for being unlucky and met such a strange scholar. But who is this guy? Since he knew what he did, why hasn't he dealt with him yet? In addition, what is Yan Tiannan's purpose for coming here? He would never suddenly come here for fun. This man cannot get up early without profit. Although he is known as a mad knife, his mind is more delicate than the most careful woman. If he has no purpose, he will never come here.

For a moment, I thought about it repeatedly and couldn't figure it out.

Yan Tiannan was angry with Gongzi Yu, snorted coldly, his eyes flashed at the chicken legs in Han Fei's hand, and curled his lips. The two men in black next to him immediately understood what he meant. One of them stepped forward and said, "Friend, do you still have chicken legs?"

"Yes!" Han Fei pointed to the ground and said, "One hundred taels of silver is each!"

"Huh?" The man in black was furious when he heard this. One hundred taels of silver were naturally nothing to him. But being beaten for no reason was not his style. He snorted coldly and said, "Don't make things boring for yourself by poor scholars!"

"If you like to buy it, don't buy it!" Han Fei rolled his eyes, threw away the chicken bones, picked up another chicken leg, and started gnawing.

At this moment, let alone the man in black getting angry, even Yan Tiannan was angry, and his face became colder and colder!

"Yan Tiannan, I'll give you a piece of advice! Don't provoke him!" Gongzi Yu suddenly spoke at this time, then closed his mouth.

Yan Tiannan was stunned, looked at Gongziyu, frowned, and suddenly realized that Gongziyu's subordinates occasionally looked at Han Fei's eyes, and they were actually filled with fear! What's going on?

"Lao Liu, come back!" Yan Tiannan suddenly spoke.

The man in black glanced at Han Fei with a tight look, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then he retreated to Yan Tiannan's side.

Han Fei shook his head and said, "It's boring! Poor ghosts, I don't have money and learn from others to eat chicken legs!"

"Are you looking for trouble?" Before Yan Tiannan could speak, the tied woman suddenly spoke.

Han Fei nodded and said, "Yes, it's just that I'm looking for trouble, what's wrong? Do you have any objections? I'll throw you out if you believe it or not!"

The woman immediately shut her mouth.

Yan Tiannan couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily: "Scholar, you are too much. This woman is just saying one thing!"

"Yes, but do you know how many people in this world die because of one sentence?" Han Fei looked at Yan Tiannan with a smile and said, "I guess you have killed people because of one sentence many times? The name Yan Tiannan, the Damian Damn Sword, is not simple in Mobei, Jinling Kingdom!"

"Do you know me?" Yan Tiannan's brows jumped, and he didn't dare to underestimate this scholar in his heart.

Han Fei smiled and said, "Yan Tiannan is known as the Mad Sword of the Desert. Yan Wanxing's son was practicing swords at the age of six. Ten years later, his martial arts skills were first achieved. He traveled alone with swords. First, he picked the Feiying Sect of the Desert, killed 322 people from the Feiying Sect, and snatched all the wives and concubines of the leader of the Feiying Sect. Then he was out of control. All the sects of the Desert were cleaned up by you. Later, after thinking that no one in the Desert was your opponent, you came to the capital of Jinling and saw the masters of the world. Later, he met Gongzi Yu. After the two fought, they were not sure of the winner. Therefore, you returned to the Desert and practiced sword skills hard. It has been ten years since then. Well, the capital of the Desert has been undefeated for ten years. You are exactly thirty-six years old now!"


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