Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world

On the open ground, a large number of people were already hurrying to pack their belongings and leave.

They didn't want to get involved in this conflict.

Especially with the arrival of the bandits, who might rob them.

Losing money is a small matter, losing life is a big one.

Gao Hongzhe, seeing this, ran into the crowd and shouted:

"Everyone, don't leave! If we unite, we can definitely resist the bandits!"

"If we eliminate the bandits, we won't have to worry about being robbed on this trade route in the future!"

In response, the crowd only gave Gao Hongzhe a dismissive look, as if he were an idiot.

The sun rose.

The desert sunrise dyed the sky golden.

The first light appeared, and the cold of the long night receded.

But on the nearest sand dune, a group of riders appeared.

This group of riders had a clear goal, heading straight for the hay station.

"It's... bandits!"

"It's One-Blade Ke!!!"

Someone with sharp eyes screamed in alarm.

The entire hay station instantly descended into chaos.

No one had expected the bandits to arrive so quickly.

The crowd scattered in panic.

They weren't running away.

Carrying goods, they couldn't escape the bandits' pursuit.

They were looking for places to hide their valuables, hoping to minimize their losses.

This group of bandits was indeed swift as the wind, quickly arriving at the entrance of the hay station.

The open ground quickly fell silent.

Everyone gathered nervously, waiting for their fate.

The bandits dismounted and entered the hay station.

The bandits were covered in dust, obviously having traveled through the night.

But the violent aura they exuded was enough to make people feel intense pressure.

As the bandits stepped onto the open ground, the crowd gathered there subconsciously retreated.

Leading the way was a lean, middle-aged man.

He wore a yellowed sheepskin coat, a sandstorm-proof headscarf, and a saber at his waist.

Years of being exposed to the wind and sand had made his skin very rough.

His appearance was also ordinary, not outstanding.

But he exuded boundless confidence, even arrogance.

As if everyone present was nothing more than pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in his eyes.

His eyes lightly swept across the entire area.

Everyone was afraid to make a sound.

The scene seemed to freeze.

At this moment.

Liang Jin finally opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man.

He knew this man was One-Blade Ke!

Because Liang Jin felt a strong sense of oppression from this man.

Especially the heavy bloody aura on his body.

He must have killed countless people!

And he didn't just kill ordinary people, but also martial artists!

Sure enough.

Among the Flowing Oriole Troupe, the pimp hurriedly ran to One-Blade Ke's side, ingratiatingly saying:

"Great Chief, you've finally arrived."

"This is the kid who killed our people last night!"

As he spoke, the pimp pointed at Liang Jin, not forgetting to spit in Liang Jin's direction.

One-Blade Ke, hearing this, looked at Liang Jin with a contemptuous smile.

He raised his hand and beckoned to Liang Jin.

This was to signal Liang Jin to come over and fight him.

Liang Jin was about to get up.

But he suddenly thought of what Liu Yuan had said.

This made Liang Jin change his mind, holding back and continuing to sit quietly.

One-Blade Ke, seeing that Liang Jin was unmoved, only chuckled.

So he stepped forward and walked towards Liang Jin.

The other bandits stood in place, holding their horses.

They had no intention of intervening.

Because they knew that their leader alone was enough to kill Liang Jin!

And their leader hadn't killed a martial artist in a long time, and had long wanted to use a martial artist to sharpen his blade.

One-Blade Ke's pace was very slow.

One step.

One step.

One step.

As if every step could step on Liang Jin's heart.

Liang Jin, being at the center of One-Blade Ke's killing intent, only felt the pressure growing greater and greater.

He couldn't help but want to get up immediately and prepare to fight.

"Not good!"

"The battle hasn't even started, and I can't be intimidated by his aura!"

Liang Jin quickly stabilized his mind.

He calmed his breathing, relaxed his body, so that his body would not be overdrawn in advance under pressure.

The others in the field also had their hearts in their throats.

Not only did Liang Jin feel the pressure, but they also endured the killing intent emanating from One-Blade Ke.

Those with unstable minds couldn't help but tremble.

Gao Hongzhe stood nearby, his fists clenched tightly, even turning his knuckles white from excessive force.

One-Blade Ke was closer.

The short distance of seven zhang was only three zhang away.

But everyone felt as if they had spent a long time, as if One-Blade Ke had walked a long way.

Finally.

Someone was no longer willing to endure this pressure and planned to act in advance.

Two men stood out from the crowd.

They held knives, blocking One-Blade Ke's path.

"One-Blade Ke!!!"

"Ten years ago, you slaughtered our entire village, and we have a blood feud with you!"

"Now we have returned after studying martial arts, and today we will avenge our elders and villagers!"

"You, can only die in our hands!"

While the two men shouted, their eyes were also filled with intense hatred.

Liang Jin's heart stirred.

He didn't expect Liu Yuan to not be lying this time.

One-Blade Ke's strong pressure was also broken by the challenge of the two men.

One-Blade Ke stopped and smirked.

He raised his hand and waved at the two men.

One of the men couldn't stand such provocation and took the lead.

"Die!!!"

He roared, raised his long knife, and slashed at One-Blade Ke!

The blade light was like snow, and the cold air was piercing.

Liang Jin raised his eyebrows at the sight.

Martial artist!

Still a seventh-rank!

As soon as the man made his move, Liang Jin judged his strength.

Who would have thought that a seventh-rank martial artist would be hidden in a small place like the hay station!

Seventh-rank against seventh-rank!

Perhaps, as Liu Yuan said, he didn't need to take action.

The next moment—

One-Blade Ke drew his blade!

"Clang!"

The saber was unsheathed, a crisp sound.

The blade was like a meteor, fleeting.

"What a fast blade!"

Liang Jin's heart jumped.

One-Blade Ke's blade was so fast that he could hardly see it!

To be known as the fastest blade in this area, it was indeed well-deserved!

With this blade, the victory was already decided.

The man's knife had already slashed empty, and One-Blade Ke's saber had already pierced his chest.

As One-Blade Ke pulled out his blade, blood spurted out.

The blood splattered on One-Blade Ke's face with a sinister smile, making him look like an evil ghost!

"Bang!!!"

The man's body crashed to the ground.

Liang Jin's breathing rhythm was disrupted.

He knew One-Blade Ke was strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

Even killing a seventh-rank martial artist of the same realm only required one blade!

How could such a strong enemy be defeated?

At this time.

The other man, seeing his companion being killed with one blade, showed an unbelievable expression on his face; then, it slowly turned into a terrified expression.

Just like seeing a ghost!

When facing One-Blade Ke, he actually started to tremble.

Holding the knife in his hand, he failed to draw the knife from its sheath.

At this time, this man didn't even have the courage to draw his knife!

And One-Blade Ke didn't even bother to look at him, walking straight past him.

As if this kind of person was not worthy of dying under his knife.

As One-Blade Ke brushed past him, this man was almost on the verge of collapse.

Tears and sweat mixed together on his face, and his eyes turned red.

The blood feud finally forced him to draw his knife!

"Ah!!!"

The man roared, and the knife in his hand was already out of its sheath.

Although a sneak attack from behind was not honorable, he couldn't care about his reputation as long as he could take revenge.

One-Blade Ke didn't even turn his head, and struck back with one blade.

"Shua!"

The blade light disappeared.

One-Blade Ke continued to walk forward, not looking back.

The man who had just managed to pull the knife out of its sheath stiffened, and then fell softly to the ground.

Blood spread out from under him, seeping into the sand…

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