If the sword is not sheathed, it is not much different from a scrap iron piece, and it is even worse than a scrap iron piece that can be used to create.

Looking at Qian Zitong who was at a loss, Leng Xiaobai stood up and said with a smile.

"You have really become a disciple. You can go back. I just said that I can go back by myself. I will never forget the way home. Even if this skin is already pierced, I will go back."

Leng Xiaobai is not a hero who is about to go to the battlefield, nor is he a hero who wants to go through fire and water for national justice. He is just a few people who are eyeing him outside and are beaten like this.

He still has to continue to be beaten by those people. This does not mean that he has no chance to fight back. He has many opportunities because his sword has not been unsheathed yet.

Qian Zitong didn't stay here, it was because he didn't want to stay here. The shopkeeper of Youfu Inn has always stood beside Leng Xiaobai. If he didn't leave, he might have to fight with this person. He doesn't like fighting, especially in this place with many people.

"I'll be nearby and if there's anything I need, I'll come out right away."

Qian Zitong left and said something that Leng Xiaobai couldn't solve. What could he do? The monk had no martial arts skills. He told Leng Xiaobai himself that Qian Zitong's martial arts skills were also known to him.

"You shouldn't let him go. You are like this, and you may not be able to go back next."

The shopkeeper said with some concern that the worry expression that should not have appeared on his face for some reason.

Leng Xiaobai clearly remembered that when he first came here, the face of the shopkeeper of Youfu Inn was completely like a black shop, insidious and cunning, and jealous of money, which was not enough to describe it.

"I won't be able to go back. There are still very important people waiting for me at home. Things like not staying at night will never happen to me."

Leng Xiaobai stood up again, took his hand off the table, and stood there with his will.

At this stop, the people outside had already had a little sleepy eyes suddenly widened. The monk on the second floor took Qian Zitong to leave the street, as if he didn't want to see Leng Xiaobai bleeding here.

Challenges have always been a matter of two people, especially in the challenge of Heiheji. Without the legal constraints of the Daxia Dynasty, one can fight to the point of dividing life and death.

Everyone wants to solve Leng Xiaobai directly here, so they can do more other things. If it weren't for the words in the black store, they would definitely not do anything.

"The people in the black store asked him to kill him, but every time Leng Xiaobai was about to succeed, he could avoid him in a very clever posture."

Leng Xiaobai, standing on the street, wanted to point ahead and say "Who else?", but he didn't dare to say such domineering words, because after this sentence, many people would come out and knock him down easily.

"Liu Bufan, Qingyang Town, please give me advice."

Liu Bufan stood opposite Leng Xiaobai. He didn't want to take action when Leng Xiaobai was injured, which would greatly damage his reputation in the world in the future.

It is a shame to attack a wounded person, or to those who are still in the world, or who have become famous in the world.

"The Qingyang Town should be Liu Buping's apprentice. At this time, he asked his apprentice to take action. What did he think? Do you look down on his apprentice so much?"

"Liu Buping is a cautious person. He will definitely take action at this time if he doesn't take action easily. It will definitely be beneficial to him, but what exactly is he interested in."

"As the black shop told me, this person would definitely not be the one who left here on the Yuan Dynasty. So, is it necessary for a person who died here to please or use it?"

Many people don’t understand Liu Buping’s approach. Liu Buping sat in Youfu Inn drinking tea, watching the two people on the street, fighting back and forth, just as he thought, the two people are now comparable in strength.

"No matter what the black shop wants to do, the monk must protect this person. If the monk's ability is not enough, then there will be people with enough ability to come forward. Those results that do not exist will not happen."

Liu Buping thought that he was not proud of his wishful thinking, because he didn't know the Eighth Prince's determination to get rid of Leng Xiaobai. He knew what happened back then, but he didn't know how deep the grudge between them was.

"Your sword is very sharp and fast, but you can't kill me."

Leng Xiaobai said frankly that he felt Liu Bufan's murderous intention. Although he didn't know why this person, who was older than him, had to attack him ruthlessly. What he had to do now was to save his life.

"I don't know if something I haven't done will succeed in the end. I want to give it a try."

Liu Bufan said that when he thought of his master saying this person, he was simply the first person in the younger generation. He didn't believe that the most powerful young man in Qingyang Town had his own pride and he was not allowed to be trampled.

"I will respect your decision. You are different from others. I will show mercy."

Leng Xiaobai was not arrogant. Although he had only taken a few moves, he already knew what Liu Bufan's moves were. Although he was very powerful and stronger than Qian Zitong, he was not his opponent and could even defeat him without three moves.

Liu Bufan came out of the rushing sword, Leng Xiaobai turned sideways and blocked it with his hands.

Liu Bufan used a heavy sword, Leng Xiaobai took three steps to avoid it, and caught up with a few steps, and punched him.

...

The two of them went back and forth, with less than a dozen moves. Although they looked comparable, those who understood knew that Leng Xiaobai had not done his best. Seeing the traces on his clothes, he could know what kind of challenges he had experienced before, and those people wanted to kill him.

"I lost."

Liu Bufan still said this. Although he didn't want to admit this fact, even if they continued to fight like this, they would never have a day of victory or defeat.

"Just know your shortcomings and be able to correct them in time. Swords are never just used to kill people. They can be used well, but they are not inferior to pharmacists."

Liu Bufan left and passed by Leng Xiaobai. When he saw him admit defeat, no one would have thought that he would do this except Liu Buping.

"careful."

The sound of this reminder was too late. Although Leng Xiaobai had many wounds on his body, the fatal wound had just appeared. Liu Bufan's sword pierced from his right shoulder blade, and blood kept flowing.

Leng Xiaobai did not avoid it because he believed that this person was not the ones he had before, because he had met Liu Buping, who was a very steady person and a person like him. At least he would not attack himself in this situation.

"Rebel."

Liu Buping took action. This was the first time that Heiheji had taken action against people other than Leng Xiaobai this year. The people in the black store did not appear or block them, as if they had agreed to teach their disciples a lesson.

"stop."

A very cold voice also appeared.
Chapter completed!