The man looked exactly like the man in green robe, but his demeanor was not as arrogant as the man in green robe. He always had a smile on his face and looked amiable. He ignored Chang Xiao and the others and turned to the man in green robe and said, "Let's take the three-leaf broom and leave now."
The man in green robe said, "Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't played with them for nearly ten years, and my hands are itching." Suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. In the long laughter, the whole person turned a circle in the hall at an extremely fast speed, like a black smoke shot out by lightning, faster than the young man just now. A gust of extremely fierce wind blew in the hall. After the gust of wind blew, he stood quietly in the same place. In the blink of an eye, he had patted all the people who could not move and released their seals. He waved to Chang Xiao and the others, smiled, and said, "Make a move, let me see your skills."
As soon as Yi Fan was able to move, he picked up the three-leaf broom and picked up a long sword for protection. The man in green robe saw this and sneered, but did not stop him, obviously not taking Yi Fan seriously.
Chang Xiao did not expect him to challenge him so directly, and he did not know how to deal with it for a while. Besides, these two people seemed to be more powerful than the young man in white. How could he fight them? He was really out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth.
Du Wanhe finally escaped the disaster of having his neck cut by the blade, and was overjoyed. He was in such a state of discomfort just now, and now that he was freed, he suddenly felt his legs weak and his whole body was light, as if he was in the clouds. When he heard what the man in green robe said, he dared not continue to show off, and hurriedly said: "I won't fight with you! Knowing that I am not your opponent, I still want to fight forward, isn't it asking for trouble."
The man in green robe smiled and said, "You have to fight even if you don't want to." Du Wanhe smiled and said, "My hands are on my body, I just don't want to fight. Although you are good at kung fu, how can you force me?"
Du Wanfeng heard this and secretly said that it was not good. Why did you say it just now? After a few words, the junior brother got crazy again and said hurriedly: "Third brother, don't say too much. This is a senior master, and you must be polite."
The green-robed man sighed and murmured: "That's right! You are not better than me, so what can you do? You can't command your hands to fight me..." Suddenly he laughed again: "Since you don't listen to me, then I have to kill you?"
Du Wanfeng secretly groaned. His third brother hated to see others threaten him the most. The green-robed man's words might provoke a stronger reaction from him. He hurriedly winked at Du Wanhe, asking him not to talk nonsense.
Du Wanhe got angry. Although he saw Du Wanfeng winking at him to stop him from talking, he just ignored it and said loudly: "I won't fight even if you kill me. I won't fight. Although my martial arts skills are low, I have never been afraid of threats from others in my life."
The man in green robe had nothing to say. He thought he had no way to deal with this lazy guy. Although he had great martial arts skills, this guy was not afraid of death. What else could he do to him?
Du Wanhe was very proud to see that he had stumped such a top master. He couldn't help laughing and thought to himself: "Although you are very skilled in martial arts, so what? Can you ask me to do something I don't want to do?"
The man in green robe was silent for a long time, and suddenly his face was happy. He said: "Okay, you don't want to fight, I can't do anything. I won't kill you either. I rescued you just now. I regret it. I will put you in the same position as before. We owe each other nothing. It's all over."
As he said that, he walked towards Chang Xiao, obviously wanting to start from Chang Xiao in the center and put them in the same position as before. This man did what he said, and he was unambiguous. Du Wanhe had just been freed for a short time. The discomfort just now was really understood by whoever endured it. When he heard that he was going to fall slowly onto the blade again, he shuddered and his legs began to tremble. Although he was not afraid of death, he was on the verge of death at that moment, but he could not die. The situation of being unable to move and extremely uncomfortable was really more uncomfortable than death.
He was as hard as steel just now, but now he knelt down on both knees to the man in green robe, bowed with both hands, and shouted loudly: "Hero! Hero... I was wrong, whatever you say is what it is, I will never dare to do it again..."
Unexpectedly, the man in green robe laughed at this time and said, "It's too late! I don't want to compete now. It's more interesting to put you in the original state." As he said that, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Chang Xiao's chest. He obviously didn't take Chang Xiao seriously at all. This grab was just an ordinary grab, just as casual as reaching out to take a teacup on the table, without using any advanced skills.
Chang Xiao was horrified, knowing that his skills were far inferior to his opponent's, and he was definitely not his opponent. He threw the single knife in his hand at the opponent, turned around and ran towards the window without hesitation.
His knife was definitely a treasure, but now he said he didn't want it, just hoping to stop the man in green robe for a moment so that he could jump out of the window and escape. This shows the status of the man in green robe in Chang Xiao's heart. He had just fought against the three swordsmen, which was really impressive, but now he didn't even want to fight with the man in green robe. Seeing him attacking him, he just wanted to escape from here in a hurry.
The man in green robe snorted coldly, and his right hand was still grabbing at Chang Xiao's chest. His moves did not change. The knife flew in an instant, and when it crossed with his right hand, his little finger suddenly flicked outward, hitting the blade, and the knife flew out. This was really incredibly fast, and it happened in a flash. Except for the two brothers, no one present could see how the knife flew out.
Chang Xiao still took out the knife. The idea of turning around just came into his mind. Before he could move, he suddenly felt the clothes on his chest tighten. He looked down and saw that the man in green robe had grabbed here. Chang Xiao simply couldn't believe his eyes. How could a person be so fast?
The three swordsmen saw the man in green robe with his back to them, revealing a huge flaw behind him. The three of them looked at each other, understood each other, nodded at the same time, flew up, and silently stabbed the three swords at the back of the man in green robe at the same time.
The man in green robe heard the sound of the three people jumping up behind him, sneered, and said, "Don't overestimate your ability." He did not turn around immediately, but gently spit out his palm power and pushed Chang Xiao out.
Chang Xiao felt that he was pushed back by a huge force. With a bang, his back hit the wall of the hotel heavily. His limbs and bones were in great pain, as if they were about to break. He spit out a large mouthful of blood. He was seriously injured by such a light push from the other party.
The three swordsmen were very close to the man in green robe. All three of them used their full strength in this move. The three swords reached the back of the man in green robe at an unparalleled speed. The man in green robe seemed to be unaware and still did not turn around. When the three swords were as close as they could be and the tips of the swords were touching the skin on his back, he suddenly turned around, made claws with his hands, and held them horizontally in front of his chest one above and one below, as if he was holding a circle. As if blocked by something invisible, the three swords pierced the air between the palms of the man in green robe and could no longer move forward.
Du Wanting and others saw that if the long swords moved forward a little more, they could pierce three transparent holes in the chest of the man in green robe. They were overjoyed and injected their strength into their arms, urging the long swords to stab forward. But after a long time, the three of them used up all their strength, their faces flushed, and the long swords could no longer move forward, as if they had hit a copper wall. The three of them secretly cried out that it was not good and hurriedly withdrew their swords, but they found that they could not retract the long swords after pulling them.
The three people cried out inwardly that it was not good and wanted to let go of the sword, but found that their palms were stuck to the hilts. They couldn't move a finger. They were so scared that they were sweating profusely. They really didn't know how the other party controlled them.
The green-robed man kept sneering, and his hands turned slowly from left to right in claws. He changed his position, so that his left hand was on top and his right hand was on the bottom. The three long swords in the middle turned rapidly like a gyroscope. Du Wanting and others' arms shook violently, and their palms swung away involuntarily. Half of their bodies were numb, as if they were struck by lightning.
After a while, the three swords turned faster and faster, and a sharp wind sounded in the hall, and then the green-robed man swung his hands outward. The three long swords flew forward while spinning rapidly. With a loud "bang", they were inserted into the opposite wall. Even the hilts were deeply immersed in it, leaving only three deep holes the size of an adult's fist.
Everyone was shocked. Du Wanhe was not impressed at all and said, "What's that? If you have the guts, pick up your weapons and fight. Why use such a trick..."
Du Wanting suddenly remembered something and shouted at Du Wanhe. He said to the two men in a trembling voice, "You turned out to be... the 'Kunlun Twins'. We... didn't know it was you, so we attacked... I'm... sorry." By the end of his words, sweat was dripping down his forehead.