The butterfly knife in the girl's hand was the short knife that Song Yingyu gave her in Jinling. It was invisible and invincible.

"It was yours before."

The girl just glanced at him: "It's mine now."

Lu Fan really wanted to go up and grab the girl's ponytail, and carry her in the air and spank hard.

A person who dares to clamor in front of him as a grandmaster even at the peak of a half-step master is simply...

wrong!

Lu Fan stared at the girl playing with the knife in his eyes, and suddenly felt a chill behind him.

"Black and white impermanence, long spear for cigarette holders, one man in charge, the teacher's blood knife..."

Lu Fan frowned: "You are actually one of the Thirteen Taibaos, Hai Ziyuan?"

The Qianshou in the South, the Gujiu in the North, and the Thirteen Taibao invincible.

Black and white impermanence, long spear for cigarette holders, one man in charge, and the teacher’s blood knife.

Bear, tiger, eagle, leopard.

Each of these thirteen people is at the peak of a half-step master, but each of them has a unique skill that can kill the ancient martial arts master beyond the level.

Called the Grandmaster Killer.

Lu Fan had already learned Ba Xiong's terrifying body in the western suburbs. He almost fought for his life, and did not break Ba Xiong's physical defense, which was known as without dead corners. Thanks to the butterfly knife that Song Yingyu gave him, he shattered the golden silk gloves of the left guardian when facing the siege of the Ghost Medical Sect last time. This time he easily tore open Ba Xiong's throat. It can be said that without this butterfly knife, Lu Fan had already died under Ba Xiong's fist and was smashed into a pool of meat paste.

Moreover, the ranking of Thirteen Taishang, the Shadowless Blood Knife, is still ranked above the four brothers of Baxiong.

Seeing that his identity was revealed, the girl didn't care. She just played with the butterfly knife in her hand and said curiously: "Such a beautiful knife must have been given by a woman, but as far as I know, your wife is just an ordinary person. How could she have such a sharp knife? Or did you already score a second time outside and have another woman?"

"I don't like to joke with strangers."

Lu Fan said indifferently: "I don't like strangers touching my things, so I'll give me the knife."

Lu Fan was angry. He could allow the girl to provoke him, but he would never allow his wife's name to appear in the mouth of such a dangerous person.

"Just just kidding, why are you angry?"

The girl glanced at Lu Fan with her unique charming eyes: "I've even told you that you really have any secrets that cannot be circulated with the hostess of this knife?"

"No secret, this is just a friend of mine who will keep it here for the time being."

Lu Fan walked over and took the butterfly sword back from the girl: "You'd better not challenge two ancient martial arts masters at the same time, otherwise no matter what background you have, it will be ugly."

The girl's eyes stumbled slightly, and she let go of her hand and let Lu Fan take the knife away.

Anyone of the Thirteen Taibao has the ability to kill the ancient martial arts masters beyond the level, but it is only limited to one person. If you face two at the same time, even the Shadowless Blood Knife will die very ugly. What's more, the butterfly Knife of this quality comes from another ancient martial arts master, and Hai Ziyuan also feels that it is worthy of its sharpness.

"It turns out that a hero is a teenager, and even the butcher strongly recommends it, I think it's not wrong."

The middle-aged man wearing glasses said at the right time: "I am Nanmu, welcome to join our team, please sit down."

Nan Mu did not introduce his identity, but as can be seen from his tone and expression, he still had a special military temperament. Especially his standing posture, his waist was straight and his shoulders were flat, like a javelin.

The most important thing is that Lu Fan could see that Nan Mu was at the peak of a half-step master, and he faintly had the aura of breaking through to the ancient martial arts master.

"Isn't it also a Thirteenth Grandmaster?"

Lu Fan secretly speculated that he found a chair in front of the long table and sat down.

When Lu Fan took his seat, Nanmu looked at Qiao Shi and others beside him: "There is nothing to do with you here, you can leave."

His tone of speech was indifferent, like a superior commander of his subordinates, with an unquestionable tone.

"Remember what I said, Nandu is not your Nandu, nor is it someone's Nandu. If something similar to the Western Suburbs happens again, you know the consequences."

As Qiao Shi and others walked to the door, Nanmu suddenly whispered to the low voice.

The group trembled all over, and no one dared to look back. They just nodded repeatedly and then walked out of the room quickly.

"Sorry, let Brother Lu take a joke."
Chapter completed!