But his angry shouts had no effect.

Not only did Zhang Xiaopou's sword not pause for a moment, but it fell even more rapidly.

"Bold!" The man's face changed wildly. He never expected that Zhang Xiaozu would actually kill someone.

He hurriedly took a step forward, blocking the crowd on the street behind him. He had no time to draw his sword, so he could only slap the huge sword shadow that fell in front of him with his palm.

when!

The huge knife shadow struck his palm, making an ear-splitting collision sound.

"snort!"

"Full of momentum, Wei Li Er Er."

This man blocked Zhang Xiaopou's sword with one palm, and found that the power of this earth-shattering sword was mediocre, and immediately sneered at Zhang Xiaopou.

But the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, and he saw the huge knife shadow suddenly shrinking, and all the energy rushed towards his palm and crushed it.

Zhang Xiaozu held the knife in both arms and took a sudden step forward.

The man felt that the mountain was pressing down on him, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He bent his knees and knelt down.

In the distance, Wang Wu, who was leaning against the wall and watching the show, changed his posture at some point.

I saw him leaning forward, his muscles tensed, his right hand pressed on the handle of the sharp knife, his breath restrained, like a cheetah staring at its prey and ready to strike, waiting for an opportunity to strike quickly.

However, when he saw Zhang Xiaopou retracting his sword power and aiming only at that person, his tense body suddenly relaxed, his upper body leaned back against the wall again, he touched the tip of his nose and muttered: "Grandma's legs, I'm scared to death.

I almost thought this kid was really going to slash the butcher's knife into the defenseless crowd."

Except for Ye Mingyue who was hiding in the folded space, no one noticed the changes in Wang Wu's movements in a short period of time.

Ye Mingyue was looking at Wang Wu with a disappointed look on his face, shaking his head and regretting: "It's a pity that I couldn't see Senior Brother Wang Wu use his sword."

"ah--"

On the field, the man was pushed to the ground by Zhang Xiaopeng. He felt that he had been greatly humiliated. His eyes were splitting, and he roared angrily. He tried to stand up with all his strength.

But no matter how hard he exerted his force, the shadow of the knife pressing on his head remained motionless.

"Are you from the uncle's house?" Zhang Xiaozhu looked down at the man and asked arrogantly.

"Humph!" The man tilted his head and snorted coldly, deliberately ignoring Zhang Xiaopou.

Zhang Xiaozu's eyes turned cold, his arms suddenly exerted force, and the bone knife struck down with force, cutting off the man's left arm at shoulder level.

"Ah——" the man screamed in pain.

Zhang Xiaozu slowly raised his bone knife and asked again: "Are you from the uncle's house?"

"Yes, I am." The man nodded quickly.

"Do you know why I came?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked.

"No -" the man wanted to say "I don't know", but seeing Zhang Xiaozhu's cold and captivating eyes, he quickly changed his words: "I know."

He knew for sure, because enthusiastic people had already informed the uncle's house about Zhang Xiaopou's intention.

"Since you know, why don't you see the person I'm looking for?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked.

"Uncle Guo's house does not have the people you are looking for. Someone should take their place -"

"The look in your eyes tells me you are lying!" Zhang Xiaozhu suddenly interrupted the man.

"I - I didn't." The man denied in a buzzing voice, but his eyes dodged and he did not dare to look at Zhang Xiaozu.

"What do you think is the best place for me to cut you next?" Zhang Xiaozu raised his bone knife and glanced at the man, as if he was considering which part to cut with this knife.

"I - I really didn't lie." The man looked frightened, and there was even a hint of crying in his slightly trembling voice.

He lied.

But he must not lie.

Because if he admits that he lied, death will be waiting for him.

"Don't embarrass him anymore."

"The person you are looking for has been sent to you."

Suddenly a voice came from far away, helping the man who was about to cry from Zhang Xiaopou's fright to get out of trouble.

The sound came from deep in the street.

The crowds of people on the street slowly dispersed to both sides, finally giving way to a path.

A man in red-brown brocade clothes walked slowly from the depths of the street.

Behind him were a group of servants.

Every two servants carried a stretcher, and there was a person lying on each stretcher, and all of them were covered with white cloth.

Only the dead in this world would cover their bodies with white cloth, and the person lying on the stretcher was indeed a dead person.

Zhang Xiaozu was stunned.

Then angry.
Chapter completed!