If the sword before the tavern servant was just a meteor flashed, then this sword was the eternal sun, with its bright light, its loud momentum, and its power far above the sword before.

Because in a sense, the first sword he produced contained nothing more than the product of the interweaving of internal strength, sword technique, murderous aura, etc., and this sword was inspired by its own potential and vitality.

How brilliant, precious and exciting is life, then how powerful this sword is.

Even Meng Zhao was doubting that if there was no purple-yuan dragon body, the secret script of the Red Dragon Dutian and the white jade body they had cultivated would not be able to stop this sword.

The day after tomorrow, Meng Zhao felt that this sword was the strongest sword he had ever seen.

In fact, no matter how powerful Lu Hao's martial arts are, he is not as good as the low-end version of Meng Zhao. Even Meng Zhao, who is the secret book of the Red Dragon Dutian and the body of white jade, naturally, facing this earth-shaking and brilliant sword, he could not resist his indomitable attack.

In the air, two bloody palms were thrown high.

Lu Haochun, the powerful and domineering disciple of the Demon Lord Hall, was almost stabbed through his chest with a sword, and his sword body penetrated into his right abdomen, and blood gushed out.

Fortunately, he didn't react slowly, so he kicked it back and hit the tavern servant's sword-holding palm, allowing him to escape the fatal sword. Even so, he was extremely miserable at this time.

The palms of his hands were broken at the same wrist, and a broad-body short sword was inserted into his abdomen. The air conditioner was sucking in the gap between his teeth, and he was in a mad pain, leaning against an overturned wine table.

If he hadn't had deep internal strength and had a considerable control over his body, he would have been dead.

Lu Haochun, who escaped the death disaster, was not resting at ease. At least he was almost a useless person without his hands, and it was useless if he didn't die.

Shi Potian was shocked. No one expected that Lu Haochun, before he could show his domineering, strong and fierceness, was directly suppressed by the tavern servant and almost stabbed to death. He was possessed by a decay.

The beard, which was originally pressing the bearded man with a thick golden-ring sword, was shocked and filled with coldness.

If that sword was not aimed at Lu Haochun, but at him, he would definitely not be able to resist and would definitely die.

Now, it is actually not much better, because even if the tavern servant fell into weakness after the outbreak, there was a boss lady who couldn't see the depth and stared at her, let alone the chef in the tavern kitchen who never showed up.

The one who runs the hall is a tough character who can beat Lu Haochun into a dead dog. Is the chef an ordinary person? Thinking about it with his toes, he knows it is unlikely.

Therefore, for a moment, the beard was quite difficult to get off. His big eyes were full of wriggling, and he placed a machete on the neck of the beard, either moving forward or retreating. In short, he was very irritable.

To be honest, his relationship with Lu Haochun is not very good. It is just because of interests that he temporarily merged and helped the other party search for Meng Zhao's traces.

First, he was concerned about Lu Haochun's powerful martial arts and his identity as a disciple of the Demon Lord Palace. Second, the price offered by the other party was not low, which was enough to ask him to serve.

As the saying goes, people die for money, birds die for food, and make money, you can rob, help others and be a thug, of course, it is also possible.

Everything was going smoothly, but who knew that he had met a damn woman in this damn tavern. He was so powerful that he had ruined his employer and he immediately gave up.

It would be fine if there was no danger. Now that the opponent is so sharp, he is really afraid that he can't cover it. Didn't see Lu Haochun stop eating?

However, he was afraid that the other party would not let him go and insisted on silence him, so he could not make up his mind.

The owner of the tavern sneered, and said lightly as if the red lips were burning.

"I have said long ago that you can't afford to offend that person. Now that you have suffered retribution, who can you blame?"

She no longer cared about Lu Haochun at this time. She was just a useless man who had lost both hands and was seriously injured. She could kill him at any time.

However, in this tavern, there was more than one Lu Haochun, the bearded man and his men, which were all a problem.

After thinking about it, I said,

"If you leave now, I can think nothing has happened. If you continue to stay and work hard for this waste, then think about your own fate."

The beauty is cold and arrogant. If it were ordinary women, bearded and the bandits under his command would definitely torture her to death and be unable to stop, but this woman is different because she will kill someone with one finger.

Lu Haochun was sweating heavily, his face was pale, and he was very frightened. He looked at the bearded man worriedly, enduring the pain caused by his wrists and abdomen, and gritted his teeth.

"Don't trust her. If something happens to me, you will never end up."

However, he forgot one thing, that is, never threaten others when he is in a downturn, because it seems like a sign of incompetence that is absolutely bluffing and cannot scare people at all.

It was the little brother who had previously suggested that the boss's wife take down, and a face that was originally fierce and evil and could not be attached to Liangshan, shrank timidly, swallowed, and said,

"Brother, this woman is not easy to mess with. His subordinates are too powerful. Let's retreat. The hero will not suffer any loss in front of him. Otherwise, even if he wins, the brothers will suffer heavy casualties.

Besides, we have all taken some money before and then robbed the caravans outside, which is not a waste of time."

As he said that, he winked his beard with a wink, and that was very obvious. Don’t hold on, run away quickly.

This guy is definitely a typical example of bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. Before, he saw that he was a female, so he wanted to steal the disaster, but it was so fierce.

Now that this woman is very powerful, she dare not show up. She is so cowardly that she is also very obscene to persuade her to make a fool of herself.

Although it sounds unconventional, what kind of contractual spirit can you expect a group of people who are robbing their families? What is the difference between this and playing the piano for a cow?

To put it bluntly, if Lu Haochun had good martial arts and was born as an evil demon, he would have suppressed them, he would have robbed him completely.

Now, it is just to expose one's own nature.

The little brother was moved when he saw his beard, but he held it and his mouth was a little numb.

"My good brother, don't hesitate. People say let us go, why are you still doing it?

We have nothing to do with the one named Lu, so why bother to hurt his brothers' lives for him?”

A light flashed in his bearded pupils. After making a decision, he took back his sword and hugged the knife at the owner of the tavern.
Chapter completed!