"Take it, hum!" Yetu snorted coldly. Although he was aware of the danger, he couldn't save his face. He looked at Guanyin's plump figure without hiding his evil intentions.

When he learned that Zhou Jian was a Han, he became even more unscrupulous. He got off the horse, held the knife, and stretched out his hand directly towards Guanyin.

Guanyin's beautiful eyes were cold, but she did not dodge. She felt safe standing next to Zhou Jian.

At that critical moment, Zhou Jian smiled, like the god of death.

Nayetu's color changed and he was prepared for it, but he still didn't react!

Whoops!

Zhou Jian's knife was so fast that it almost became an afterimage. When he reacted, blood spattered on his face.

Yetu took a stagnant breath, then let out a heart-rending scream, fell to his knees, covering his severed hand: "Ah!!"

The huge change occurred so quickly that no one could react, and Yetu's hand was chopped into two pieces.

The whole audience was shocked, and then roared: "Kill them!"

All the scimitars drew out their scimitars angrily. In this desert, there were still people who dared to challenge them.

"Hmph, do it!" Zhou Jian ordered coldly, not taking it seriously at all. He didn't want to be exposed, but these dogs kicked their noses in their faces...

The angry Qingtian Guards were so relieved that they drew their swords and rushed forward: "Kill!"

A melee broke out between the two sides in an instant, and there were screams inside and outside the inn.

"Kill them, kill them for me, leave no one alive, I will use their heads as drinking utensils!!" Yetu let out a heart-rending roar, his facial features completely hideous.

Puff puff puff...

But the fact is that Guanshan's men were like chopping melons and vegetables. They killed dozens of scimitar warriors and were completely defeated. They were all on their backs. No one was an enemy.

"Ah!!" The scream cut through the desert, extremely terrifying.

In just a few breaths, half of those scimitar men were dead. The onlookers were shocked, what are the origins of these people?

"run!"

"Run!" When the scimitars realized they were outmatched, they fled in embarrassment, which was two extremes from the way they drew their swords to kill.

Yetu's face also turned the color of pig's liver. He didn't even react. His people were scattered. He also didn't expect that Zhou Jian's group of people all had weapons.

He got up with a pale face, dripping blood and wanted to get on the horse. He even screamed bitterly: "Wait for me, wait for me!"

"Huh, wait?" Zhou Jian smiled disdainfully, not hiding his murderous intent. He stood a few meters away and threw the long knife in his hand.

Huchi...

The long knife flashed with cold light, spinning in the air, and then stably inserted into Yetu's other arm, with a pop!

He screamed like a slaughtered pig, and then crashed to the ground!

"Run, keep running, why don't you run?" Zhou Jian smiled sarcastically, stepped forward and stepped on the knife, firmly fixing his hand on the ground.

"Ah!" Yetu continued to scream, sweating profusely: "No, don't!"

"Spare me, spare me, it won't do you any good if you kill me!" He screamed in fear, incoherently. Under the threat of death, he was completely frightened and lost all his fierceness.

"No? That's not what you said just now." Zhou Jian was cold. Such a person does not deserve sympathy, and he does not know how long he has been doing harm to the world.

Yetu became angry and said in pain: "If you dare to kill me, you will pay the price. My eldest brother is the biggest scimitar master here!"

"The biggest scimitar man? I'm so scared! In the next life, be a good person." Zhou Jian said disdainfully. What he hates most is threats from others.

"You, what are you going to do!" Yetu's pupils were frightened and he felt something.

The next second, a steel knife swept past.

"No!!"
Chapter completed!