The atmosphere became more dull, like solidified soil, and the entire teahouse had to be filled.

The sound of "crack, crack" kept ringing, cutting through the solemn atmosphere, and I saw that the floor under Dongfang Li's feet suddenly turned into pieces.

Under the footprints, black and yellow wet soil was exposed, and followed Dongfang Li's footsteps, slowly spreading towards Niu Dahai.

"roll."

Dongfang Li walked to the first table and said lightly. Because this table blocked him and Niu Dahai, he did not intend to take a detour.

"You are looking for death, are you? Get out of here, or I will give you this magical axe to see your mother's big headed ghost."

Four people from the world sat next to the table, with resentment on their faces. One of them was a young man in his twenties slapped the table hard, picked up the iron stick placed beside his legs, pointed at Dongfang Li's nose and cursed.

Dongfang Li was still staring at Niu Dahai, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a bloodthirsty look. His shoulders swayed slightly, and the giant axe in his hand suddenly appeared on his shoulders, then a cold light passed by, and silently slashed at the young man holding an iron stick.

The giant axe was not fast, and he didn't see any power. Even Li Mu, who didn't understand martial arts, could feel that even if this axe fell on his body, he might have to cut off some oily skin. It would be something that he could not even think about if he wanted to cut off the bodies of ten people with an axe.

What Li Mu could see was naturally seen by the people present in the world.

The young man with the iron rod showed a hint of disdain on his face and said with a sneer: "That's the skill? It seems that the wanted blacklist of the Tang family in Yuexi is nothing more than that!"

While speaking, he suddenly waved the iron rod as thick as an egg in his hand, and swept towards the giant axe with a dull whistle after slashing through the air. The iron rod was slightly bent, showing that the force and speed of the young man's attack had reached an unimaginable level for ordinary people.

Hou Ruofang was still shaking the folding fan, narrowing his eyes slightly, and glanced at Dongfang Li and the young man, but suddenly shook his head indifferently. After picking up the tea cup and taking a sip of tea, he said to Li Mu, who was fascinated by the eyes: "Brother, what's so good about this? A group of thick people will definitely become blood splattered later, otherwise we brothers will avoid it..."

Li Mu was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to answer, a slight metal impact sounded, and then he heard a "puff" sound, and he saw half a stick flying out of the young man's hand, smashing towards Yunniang who was drinking tea with a fierce roar.

"Auntie, be careful..." Li Mu couldn't help but exclaim.

Before he finished speaking, Yunniang suddenly held the hilt of the sword in her right hand, and a few wisps of tangled sword light appeared gently and suddenly in the air, wrapping around the half of the aggressive iron rod, making a slight "ding ding" sound.

After a while, the sword light suddenly disappeared. Yunniang was still drinking tea with a calm face. The long sword had been inserted back into the scabbard, and the pale yellow sword spikes were still shaking gently, as if the long sword had never been pulled out.

There was a rumbling sound in the "dingling" and half of the iron rod in the air had disappeared, turning into more than a dozen iron lumps, falling scatteredly all over the ground, one of which even rolled to Li Mu's feet. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, flashing with a hint of cold light.

Li Mu was a little disbelief and wiped his eyes hard, then kicked the iron lump. Only then did he believe that the half iron rod had indeed been cut into more than a dozen pieces by Yunniang with a sword. He could not help but secretly couldn't help but feel shocked.

Although he had already seen the battle between top experts in the world, Mo Hanshan and Ye Qi were of equal skills. After a few strokes of back and forth, they were all sharp moves directly hitting key parts. In terms of power, they were naturally far superior to Dongfang Li's axe and Yunniang's long sword.

But in terms of visual effects, it is far less than the shadow of the axe with cold light and the wisps of dazzling sword light. This is like a martial arts master, punching out with a light punch. Although it is extremely powerful, the effect looks probably not as thrilling as the big stones on the streets on their chests and the throat is thrilling.

With full of admiration and admiration, Li Mu wanted to lean over and pick up the iron lump. As a souvenir of the first battle he saw when he first entered the world, he heard a heavy object falling to the ground and heard the young man with an iron rod standing there shakingly.

Half of the iron rod in his hand had slid to the ground, looking at his chest with disbelief. There was a long wound that started from his left shoulder and spread to his right waist. It was constantly oozing out bleeding beads, gradually dyeing the gray outfit on his body red.

The young man moved for a moment, as if he wanted to look up at Dongfang Li, but in the end, after making a slight and vague sound, his body leaned forward, and suddenly it broke into two pieces and fell on the wooden floor of the teahouse.

Yin Hong's blood began to flow out from the broken part of her body. The smell of blood in the air became more and more intense, which made Li Mu's stomach swell. Then he saw some internal organs cut by an axe slowly overflowing from the wound with the blood. Li Mu could no longer hold it back, stood up and leaned on the window, and kept retching.

There was no blood on the giant axe, and it was still as smooth as new. Dongfang Li gently turned the handle of the axe and looked at the corpse of the young man on the ground, and said lightly: "Even true energy cannot penetrate into the weapon. With a brute force, he wanted to challenge me. I really don't know how the word "death" is written."

The other three people on the table seemed to have not reacted yet, and looked at the corpses on the ground with disbelief. They seemed to have never thought that the young man who used the iron rod would be so easily killed by Dongfang Li.

Based on their understanding of young people, they always think that even if he is not Dongfang Li's opponent, he will probably not be much different. After being awakened by Dongfang Li's words, they couldn't help looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Dongfang Li, you kill my third brother, I will fight with you..." After a few breaths, another young man next to the table suddenly stood up with a red face, and trembling hands to pull out the long knife placed on the table. It seemed that he wanted to avenge the young man who made the iron stick.

"Fourth brother, you are crazy. Do you think that the third brother is not enough to die. You want to throw all the lives of our Landao Siyi here?" The other two were extremely frightened, stood up and hugged the "Fourth brother"'s shoulders, and pulled him out to escape, and even the weapons on the table were too late to take away.

As for the body of the "third brother" who was cut into two sections, he didn't even dare to take a look at it.

Dongfang Li watched the three of them fleeing abroad indifferently, without any intention of continuing to take action. The grief cry of the "Old Fourth" gradually faded away and finally became inaudible.

"The four righteousnesses of Landao in Jiangnan, hehe, is this righteousness? I don't ask for birth on the same day of the same month of the same year, but I ask for death on the same day of the same month of the same year, but I'm just a more beautiful fart." Dongfang Li looked at the corpse of the "third brother" on the ground, and showed a hint of disdain on his face, and mocked him faintly.

The lobby fell into silence again, leaving only the sound of Li Mu retching, accompanied by the collision of the teapot lid on the stove, which seemed particularly harsh. However, under the stimulation of the strong bloody smell, everyone put their hands on the weapons and stared at Dongfang Li in the center of the lobby with all concentration, and could not get any interest in Li Mu's retching.

With a loud "bang", the table blocking Dongfang Li was immediately chopped into firewood by a giant axe, and debris flew around, almost hitting several people around the world.

The few people showed anger on their faces, but after weighing the pros and cons, they chose to remain silent.

There are rumors in the world that the method of practicing "magic axe" is extremely strange. It requires a giant axe with unique materials and high-quality quality to incorporate its own blood in a special way, so that the axe can communicate with its own mind and become an existence similar to a part of the body.

According to legend, this is a secret technique passed down from the world of gods and demons in ancient times. It was originally a strange side branch derived from a magic called "The Imperial Sword". Although its power is far less powerful than the "The Imperial Sword", it is because it is simple and convenient. In the era when gods and demons are rampant, it is also very popular.

In addition, according to some fragmentary records compiled by the royal family and major sects, when the "magic axe" is successful in cultivation, its power is enough to open mountains and crack stones, and it is no less than something that often appears in the hands of immortals and is called "Magic Tool".

However, no one has ever seen the specific cultivation method until Dongfang Li appeared.

When Dongfang Li was young, he found a piece of cloth that was neither paper nor silk in an ancient ruined cave. The one recorded on it was the "magic" practice method.

Although the records are somewhat incomplete, they are generally complete. Therefore, Dongfang Li couldn't help but be ecstatic and honestly followed the above records and practiced seriously for decades, hoping to achieve success in one day and reach the legendary realm of breaking mountains and cracking stones.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes. After practicing for many years, Dongfang Li discovered that the so-called phenomenon of human and spiritual communication has never happened before. At most, he felt that the axe was much easier to use. When fighting, he could do it like using his arms and fingers, so that the control of moves became easier and more delicate.

Of course, this kind of change in moves can almost raise your own martial arts to a higher level, but it is still too far from the legendary power.

Dongfang Li is not greedy. Although he is a little disappointed, he still feels that it is a very good thing to be able to improve one level. If he reaches the peak of acquired realm, wouldn’t he be able to compete with innate masters?

In addition, I feel that it may not be because the practice is not good, or because I cannot get my own practice, so I continue to practice.
Chapter completed!