Lord of Puro

Chapter 697 Credit Card Man

"We're here!" The old coachman lifted the curtain and Li Banfeng got off the carriage.

“Is this the Desolate Path Town?”

The old man nodded and said, "See that city gate? Pay the three-dollar toll before entering."

Li Banfeng looked around for a while. This place was a town, but it actually had a city wall. The wall was not too high and seemed to be made of earth and stones. It was unknown whether it was solid or not.

The old man driving the cart was about to leave, and Li Banfeng said, "Can you take me around the city?"

The old man turned around and said, "I've already sent you to the destination, why are you still turning around?"

"I'll give you money!" Li Banfeng took out a banknote.

"Here's the money..." The old man looked at the banknotes. He really wanted it, but after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head and said, "You should go to the city and hire someone else."

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Don't you want to earn this money?"

"You're kidding. Who doesn't want to make money? The point is that if I follow you, it won't be worth it for you. I have to collect tolls for my car and horse. It will cost fifteen dollars in total, and thirty dollars for both in and out. Why did you come here?"

You can go to the city and find someone, and save the thirty dollars, and use it to eat and drink, or do anything else."

"Do you think I'm short of that thirty dollars? I won't change people, just follow me." Li Banfeng stuffed the banknotes into the old man's car.

The old man took the banknotes down and waved his hands, saying, "First you figure out how much it is. I don't have any money to give you."

"No need to look for it, I'll give it all to you."

The two arrived at the city gate, where several strong men were standing. The old man said to Li Banfeng, "You can save three dollars by getting on the bus."

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "It's not a big deal to have those three dollars. Let's go."

"You don't have any weapons with you. It is strictly forbidden to bring weapons into Huangtu Town. Not even a screwdriver is allowed."

Li Banfeng didn't say anything and kept walking forward.

When passing by the city gate, strong men came up to search him, but Li Banfeng walked straight past them without any of them noticing.

The coachman was stunned for a long time but didn't know what to say. After searching Li Banfeng, checking his car, and paying the toll of 15 yuan, the old man caught up with Li Banfeng.

"How did you get in here?"

Li Banfeng turned around and said, "Who is the one who got in trouble? I walked in openly and they didn't see me. Can they blame me for this?"

The old man nodded: "Yeah! It's as if they didn't see you."

Li Banfeng walked on the street and looked at the town's appearance. The road was very wide, and there were two-story buildings on both sides of the road. The neatness was unique and exquisite.

This doesn't look like a border town. Just looking at this street, it is much better than Yaowanggou and even cleaner than some streets in Lushui City.

Li Banfeng asked the driver: "What's your name?"

"My last name is Liu, so you can just call me Che Lao Liu!"

"Lao Liu, is your home on this street?"

Old Liu laughed: "You think too highly of me. How can I afford to live in this place? I am a horse herder. As long as there is water and grass, I have a home."

Li Banfeng asked, "Are all those horses we saw on the pasture before yours?"

"Yeah, I raised them all."

"Then you have a very rich family background."

"What's the use of being thick? I don't have a wife, I don't have children, I've been a bachelor my whole life."

"With so many horses, you don't have to work outside."

Old Liu shook his head and said, "Isn't this ridiculous? What are we going to do if we don't work? Eating horse meat every day? Those horses are not enough to eat."

"Selling horses, isn't there money to be made in the horse trading business?"

"I don't have the skills, and I don't know how to do business. Anyway, someone wants to use my car. I have both a car and a horse, so I can make a living."

Li Banfeng still couldn't understand Lao Liu's lifestyle: "You go out to work, and you just leave the horse on the pasture. Aren't you afraid it will get lost?"

"Don't be afraid! I have a horse. My horse is very smart. It will lead all the horses back to the pen at night."

The two walked and talked until they came to an inn. Lao Liu said, "This is the best inn in Huangtu Town. The food and accommodation are both excellent.
If you are hungry, come in and eat. I will be waiting at the door. When you are full and settled, we can continue shopping. "

Li Banfeng said, "I'll go in and eat by myself. What are you eating at the door?"

Old Liu flipped through the packages on the cart and said, "I brought some biscuits with me."

"What kind of cake do you want to eat? Come in and have one. It's my treat!"

Old Liu waved his hand and said, "It's not appropriate. I earn so much money from you, how can I eat your money? Besides, my carriage is not easy to move. What if something happens when I leave it outside?"

Li Banfeng laughed: "You're not afraid of throwing the horse on the pasture, but you're afraid of throwing it in front of the inn?"

Old Liu sighed, "This guy has so many hands."

"Isn't there any clerk in the inn to look after the horses?"

"Yes, but it costs money."

"That's easy. I'll give you the money."

Upon hearing this, Lao Liu became angry and drove the carriage, shouting, "Hey, you horse driver, are you still breathing? Come out to work!"

An old man, about the same age as Lao Liu, walked out of the inn and stared at Lao Liu for a while: "You are so fierce, what are you yelling at me for?"

Old Liu spat and said, "You old fool, you are still showing off here. I will give you a job. Hurry up and take good care of my horse."

The old man led the way across the carriage road: "Your child has made a fortune?"

Old Liu smiled and said, "There's a rich old man who hired me."

Upon hearing this, the old man was stunned for a long time: "Son of a bitch, what did you sell?"

Old Liu frowned and said, "What else can I sell? Hurry up and get to work. I'll give you two more bonuses."

After entering the inn, Li Banfeng sat at the table and ordered food. There were many dishes in the inn and the prices were not expensive. Li Banfeng ordered eight dishes, four cold and four hot, and two pots of wine.

Lao Liu said, "Why did you order so much? You can't even finish it."

"If you can't finish it, take it with you. I ordered the food that won't go bad. Eat it slowly on the way back. Is the guy who looks after the horses your friend?"

Old Liu smiled and said, "Yeah, we've been friends for many years."

"Call him over to eat together."

Lao Liu waved his hands and said, "He can't come. This place has rules. Waiters can't eat at the table. I feel embarrassed to come in."

The food and wine were served, and while the two men were eating and drinking, Lao Liu introduced the territory of Sui Wasteland to Li Banfeng.

In fact, this area is very simple. Huangtu Town is the only town in the wasteland, and outside the town is wasteland.

When asked about Neizhou, Lao Liu lowered his voice and said, "Are you looking for the gate to Neizhou?"

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Can we still go to Neizhou from that gate?"

Old Liu waved his hands quickly and lowered his voice, "You said you wanted to go see the gate, that's fine, but you can't just say you want to go to Neizhou, you're making it too scary.

That gate has been sealed for decades. There's nothing inside. It's just a cave. There's nothing to see. I would advise you not to go there."

As he was speaking, Li Banfeng shuddered.

Old Liu said, "I noticed you were shivering all the way. Are you having the malarial fever? Or are you sick of something?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Nothing wrong, maybe I just caught a cold."

The old man asked the waiter to heat up the wine: "Don't worry about catching a cold, just drink two cups of hot wine. It's cold here, the coldest place in Provo."

"Is this place still Provo?"

"Why not? This is Provo. Where did you come from?"

Li Banfeng said: "I came from Green Water City."

"It's a big place. I've heard of it. Everyone in Pro Province knows about Green Water City..."

Wow~Wow~
There was a sound of horse hooves outside the inn, and a group of people on horseback, armed with weapons, passed by the door of the inn.

Li Banfeng asked, "Who is this person? Didn't they say that weapons are not allowed in Huangtu Town?"

Someone in the inn looked at Li Banfeng, and Lao Liu lowered his voice and said, "This is Suihuang Iron Cavalry, a great contributor to Pro Province. They always keep their horses, swords, and armor with them. Don't make random comments about this matter."

Li Banfeng also lowered his voice: "Who are the Suihuang Iron Cavalry?"

Old Liu said: "The Suihuang Iron Cavalry is also called the Xiao Cavalry. Back then, they followed General Huang and Princess Long and made Neizhou flee in panic. Their contributions were enormous."

General Huang is Huang Yuxian, his own wife, and Li Banfeng knows this.

"Who is the Dragon Princess?"

Old Liu looked at her with a bit of contempt: "How come you don't know anything? Princess Long is the daughter of the Dragon King and General Huang's sworn sister."

Li Banfeng was stunned for a while: "Who is the Dragon King?"

Old Liu smiled and said, "I don't even know where to start. I'll find you a storyteller someday and you'll know when you go and listen to the story. It would take you two or three years to finish listening to the stories of these two sisters. If it's from the perspective of the Dragon King, you'd have to marry a wife here and live your life while listening to the stories."

Wow~Wow~
There was the sound of horse hooves outside again.

This time Li Banfeng looked carefully. There were more than a dozen people in this team. They looked to be in their twenties or thirties. Their weapons were mainly swords and they were all wearing armor.

Li Banfeng asked, "What's going on? Why are they running back and forth like this?"

Old Liu said: "Nothing, this is just a street patrol."

Li Banfeng looked at his pocket watch and said, "Didn't I just check it out?"

The old man drank a cup of wine and said, "The ones just now were from the Bao family. The ones coming now are from the Fan family, and later there will be the Lu family. They are all Suihuang Iron Cavalry."

"How many Suihuang Iron Cavalry families are there?"

"There are only these three families, and there are 16 smaller families under them. These 19 families are all Suihuang Iron Cavalry, and they all made military achievements in the past. When we fight with Neizhou in the future, they will be needed to fight on the battlefield."

Not long after, the Lu family's cavalry also passed by. Li Banfeng asked, "When was the last time the Suihuang Iron Cavalry fought a battle?"

Old Liu thought for a long time: "More than 40, right? Maybe even more than that..."

Li Banfeng asked, "How old are they? How did they become Suihuang Iron Cavalry?"

Old Liu whispered, "You don't understand this. The Suihuang Iron Cavalry has been passed down from generation to generation, from son to grandson, and from grandson to son. Generation after generation, they have fought against Neizhou to the end.
They patrol the city every day. If they encounter an attack from the inner state, they will take up their weapons and fight on the spot.

Let’s not discuss these things. In Huangtu Town, the affairs of the Suihuang Iron Cavalry are confidential and cannot be discussed casually.”

Watching the cavalrymen passing by the inn one by one, Li Banfeng felt very impressed. He seemed to see the brave warriors of Baishun County.

As the two were eating and chatting, they suddenly saw several cavalrymen in helmets and armor tying up their horses outside the door and entering the inn.

The shopkeeper hurried over and said, "Master Lu Si, what would you like to eat?"

The man named Lu Si pushed the shopkeeper aside and walked straight to Li Banfeng's table: "Where are you from?"

Old Liu quickly said, "I'm a coachman, a local from the desert."

Lu Si pushed Lao Liu, causing him to stagger, and turned to ask Li Banfeng: "I didn't ask him."

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "Who are you going to ask?"

"What do you think? Who else is this? Where did he come from?"

On the first floor of the inn, a room full of people checked out and left, and no one dared to look at them.

Li Banfeng asked, "Where I came from has nothing to do with you?"

Lu Si looked down at Li Banfeng and said, "I am from the Suihuang Iron Cavalry, from the Lu family. I now suspect that you have had any dealings with Neizhou, so I am conducting a routine interrogation of you.
You were just talking about the Suihuang Iron Cavalry here, and many people heard it. Do you dare not take responsibility for it?"

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Why shouldn't I be ashamed of this? I just want to ask what the Suihuang Iron Cavalry does. Is that not okay?"

Master Lu Si shook his head and said, "No! You are not qualified. We are fighting hard and bleeding on the battlefield, and we cannot allow people like you to point fingers at us."

Li Banfeng smiled: "Let's not talk about pointing fingers first, first tell me when you bleed and fight. Have you ever fought in a war?"

Master Lu Si raised his head and said, "It's none of your business. Someone in my family has fought in wars before, and my ancestors fought for me. If you are disrespectful to the Suihuang Iron Cavalry, you are disrespecting my ancestors. I now ask you to kneel on the ground and kowtow a hundred times and pay a hundred dollars. Do you accept it?"

Li Banfeng stared at Master Lu Si for a long time.

He is blackmailing Li Banfeng.

Logically speaking, this man is dead, but Li Banfeng still wants to observe him for a while longer.

He wanted to see why this birdman had misunderstood him and made him think that it was a warrior from White Falcon County.

Lü Si lost his patience and drew the long sword from his waist: "Let me ask you if you are convinced?"

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "What can I do if I don't accept it?"

"Then I will chop you off today to appease the spirits of our ancestors in heaven." As he spoke, Master Lu raised the knife.

"Okay, you chop it." Li Banfeng continued to drink and eat, completely ignoring Master Lu Si.

Old Liu stood aside and couldn't help but say: "A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him..."

Lu Si glanced at Lao Liu and said, "Don't worry, it will be your turn next!"

He really wanted to chop Li Banfeng to pieces. He was a second-level martial artist and could easily chop Bai Laozi off.

He also has a ruthless man under his command named Pei Rufeng, who is a fifth-level cultural cultivator.

What kind of person is a fifth-level cultural cultivator? In this small border town, with such a person by his side, Lu Si can do things without any scruples.

But Pei Rufeng was a little worried. He had been around the world and felt that Li Banfeng was different. He advised Lu Si: "Fourth Master, forgive others when you can. Let's forget about this matter."

"No! I won't let him go today!" Lu Si raised his knife and was about to chop him down when he suddenly heard someone talking at the door.

"Shopkeeper, prepare the table of wine and food."

A man in his fifties came into the inn. He had a beard and wore a short grey cloth jacket and a wide-brimmed straw hat. He was carrying a load covered with cloth, looking like a grocery peddler.

He sat down at the table, took the menu and ordered.

The shop assistant didn't know where this ignorant person came from, and quickly advised: "We don't do business here anymore, you can go to another store."

The vendor didn't take it seriously: "Why go somewhere else? Don't you have any food and wine here?"

Lu Si looked at Pei Rufeng and said, "Send away those irrelevant people."

Pei Rufeng ordered two cavalrymen to see the guest off. The cavalrymen stepped forward and pushed the peddler: "The Suihuang Iron Cavalry is handling the case, and those who are not involved should leave!" The peddler looked up at the two cavalrymen: "You handle your case, and I eat my meal. How does this bother you?"

The two cavalrymen were angry. They had already lost face in front of Li Banfeng, and now they met someone who was ignorant.

A cavalryman stepped forward and tried to kick the peddler, but missed. The peddler dodged the kick. He was quite skilled.

Another cavalryman stepped forward and tried to kick over the peddler's load.

This cavalryman was an expert and obviously had rich experience. He overturned the stall and kicked the load not only to humiliate the other party, but more importantly to make the other party lower his head to pick up the load.

As soon as the opponent picks up the weapon, you can step on his hand with your foot downwards or kick him in the face with your foot upwards. After a few kicks, you can defeat the opponent.

But the load was too heavy. The cavalry kicked it several times but failed to overturn it. They only kicked off the curtain on the load.

The cavalry looked into the shoulder pole and saw various knives of all sizes, including kitchen knives, sickles, hatchets, and boning knives.

The cavalry shouted loudly: "Good, bringing weapons to Huangtu Town will be severely punished!"

The vendor smiled and said, "How do you want to punish me?"

Pei Rufeng walked over and took a look at the knife. He knew that the vendor had a good background, so he asked, "How much is your knife?"

The vendor smiled and said, "I'm not selling it. I'm giving it to you for free. If you want to use it well, I'll come back to collect the money in a few days."

Pei Rufeng frowned and asked, "Are you buying the knife on credit?"

The vendor nodded and said, "I only sell good knives on credit. If you don't believe me, why don't you try it?"

Pei Rufeng asked: "How do you want to try?"

The vendor picked up a kitchen knife and touched the blade: "I heard that the armor of the Suihuang Iron Cavalry is very tough. How about we try the armor?"

The five cavalrymen under Lu Si all drew their weapons, and Pei Rufeng took out a brush from his sleeve and was also ready.

The vendor laughed and said, "Don't just show off, is there anyone who wants to fight?"

Lu Si gritted his teeth and said, "Keep this guy under control. I'll deal with this one first..."

The vendor was still not happy: "You don't need to watch me, just chop me directly, do you know how to chop people?"

Li Banfeng said: "I guess not. He has been holding the knife for a long time but has not cut it."

Lu Si said angrily: "Okay, don't worry, I will send you on your way now."

The vendor said, "Then why don't you just hurry up? Why are you dawdling?"

There was a lot of noise in the inn. Pei Rufeng felt that the situation was not good and shouted: "I don't ask, and you don't say anything!"

He used the technique of sharing the same writing and rules to stabilize the situation first.

Lu Si was speechless, and the cavalry under his command were also speechless.

The peddler looked at Pei Rufeng and laughed, "You said you'd keep silent? Do you really think you're someone important?"

Li Banfeng looked at Lu Si and asked, "Are you going to chop it off or not? How long do you have to wait?"

Pei Rufeng felt a chill down his spine; his skills were completely useless against these two men.

Lu Si's hands and feet were numb, and he didn't know whether to hold the knife in his hand or put it down.

Pei Rufeng turned the brush in his hand, preparing to use the technique of counting ink to find the line.

Logically speaking, he wouldn't dare to use this technique easily, as he might accidentally hurt Lu Si.

But now he couldn't take care of Lu Si and had to save his own life first.

A line of ink was thrown out, and hundreds of words began to attack indiscriminately.

The vendor swung the kitchen knife and chopped all the words into pieces.

Li Banfeng casually splashed some wine, and within five meters, every bullet hit its target. The wine was all poured onto the words, turning them into a pool of ink.

Pei Rufeng tried to run away, but his left leg broke at the thigh and he fell on the doorstep.

The rest of the cavalrymen had broken arms and legs and all lay on the ground.

But Lu Si, Lao Liu, the shopkeeper and the shop assistants were fine for the time being. They were standing relatively close to Li Banfeng, and the peddler had not yet fought with Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng turned around and took a look. The wall of the inn had cracked, revealing a road leading to the outside.

"Hurry up!" Li Banfeng turned around and said, and Lao Liu, the shopkeeper, the clerk, and Lu Si all ran out.

Li Banfeng pulled Lu Si back and said, "Wait a moment."

Lu Si was so frightened that he was trembling all over and couldn't speak clearly: "You, what do you want?"

Li Banfeng asked him: "Why did you bother me just now?"

"I, I am the Suihuang Iron Cavalry, this is what I should do..." Lu Si was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly.

Pei Rufeng said, "He was beaten by Mr. Fan just now, and he came back to vent his anger and get some money. I just want to make a living by staying with him. Please let me go."

A fifth-level cultural cultivator has few rivals in this frontier town. Pei Rufeng never dreamed that he would meet two such people.

Now he doesn't care about loyalty or righteousness. Whoever can save his life depends on luck.

The peddler lowered his head, searched in the basket for a long time, took out a human head and asked Lu Si: "Is this the Mr. Fan you said is?"

Lu Si was trembling all over and could hardly stand.

The vendor shook his head and said, "These Sui Huang Iron Cavalry are no match for them. None of them can withstand a single blow."

"That's not necessarily true," Li Banfeng threw Lu Si to the vendor, "Try him, he's got a tough bone."

"Really?" The peddler chopped off one of Lu Si's legs, and Lu Si rolled over and wailed.

"I am Suihuang Iron Cavalry, I am the fourth young master of the Lu family. If you dare to touch me, I will tell my father and let him kill you..."

The peddler chopped off Lu Si's head again, and this time Lu Si stopped howling.

"This bone isn't hard either," the vendor looked at Li Banfeng, "Are your bones hard?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "Not bad."

The vendor waved the kitchen knife and said, "I have a good knife here, would you like to try it?"

Li Banfeng looked at the kitchen knife, shook his head and said, "This knife is not good enough."

The vendor smiled and looked at the cracks on the wall: "You are a travel repairman, right? I will change a sharp knife for you!"

He put the kitchen knife back into the shoulder pole, and after careful selection, he took out a boning knife: "How about this knife?"

Li Banfeng nodded: "This knife is good, name a price."

The vendor nodded: "One hundred dollars, do you think it's expensive?"

Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "I don't think it's expensive. This is a good knife and it deserves the price. I'll give you a hundred dollars now, and you give me the knife."

The vendor shook his head and said, "I won't charge you now. I'll come back to you some other day when Suihuangyuan has a master. I'll charge you two hundred dollars then."

This is the rule of the knife seller. He gives the knife away and then leaves a prophecy. When the prophecy comes true, he will come back to collect the money for the knife, and he will charge a high price.

The peddler made his purpose clear.

Li Banfeng asked, "You came to Huangtu Town to clear the way for your master?"

The vendor stroked his boning knife and said with a serious look, "That's not just my master, that's the master of the whole world."

Li Banfeng knew who this person was: "Is this master you are talking about in the Tufang Kingdom, wagging the tail for the Demon Lord?"

The vendor frowned and said, "I'm telling you so much because I think you are a promising young man. I've pointed out a way for you to make a living. It's up to you whether you want to take it or not. This knife is right in front of you. Do you dare to buy it on credit?"

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "Why not? Your master can't come to this place. This knife is given to me for free, and you can't get the money back."

"Okay, if you want the knife, I'll give it to you and see if you can lift it!" The vendor flicked the boning knife with his fingernail, and the blade made a crisp sound.

Ding!
An invisible sharp blade flew towards Li Banfeng.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult to dodge the sharp blade because he could not see it, but Li Banfeng could see very clearly with his golden eyes that the sharp blade was coming towards his neck.

If you lie on your back to dodge, the opponent will undoubtedly chop you down from above, and you won't even have the strength to defend yourself.

Li Banfeng used the skill of Xiaoyao Zizai to move his neck away, allowing the blade to pass through. A crack was cut directly into the wall behind him. The crack was very narrow and very smooth, which showed how sharp the blade was.

This time it was very difficult to dodge, as the opponent's speed was incredibly fast.

This is a blade cultivator, a very powerful blade cultivator.

Li Banfeng slammed the table and said, "We have no grudges against each other, why did you do such a cruel thing?"

The vendor was stunned: "Why are you banging the table?"

Li Banfeng shouted angrily: "I'm angry!"

This is definitely not as simple as being angry. Did he do something else?

But looking at Li Banfeng's angry expression, the hawker felt a little ashamed.

Is this a bit too much...

Why think about this?
The vendor held the boning knife between two fingers and twirled it in a circle on his fingertips.

Li Banfeng heard the sound of whistling wind and looked up. He saw a sharp blade above his head, spinning like a fan and strangling towards him.

This is a skill that restrains the free and easy style. When faced with this kind of reamer, Li Banfeng has nowhere to move.

Moreover, the attack was too fast. Even when Li Banfeng opened his Golden Vision to the maximum, he could not see the trajectory of the reamer.

The peddler's fingertips groped on the blade a few more times, and dozens of sharp blades came from all directions, blocking Li Banfeng's escape route.

Li Banfeng faced the sharp blade and rushed directly towards the knife vendor. The knife vendor smiled, picked up the boning knife, and stabbed Li Banfeng in the forehead.

Ding!
The boning knife stabbed into Li Banfeng's forehead and he started bleeding.

A lot of blood was flowing, dripping down his cheeks and onto the ground.

But the knife only pierced the skin and failed to penetrate the bone.

The peddler frowned slightly. He couldn't understand. With his skills, how could this knife not pierce the skull of a brigade cultivator?

Li Banfeng slammed the table and said, "You're too ruthless!"

The vendor was stunned for a moment: "Why are you slamming the table again?"

Li Banfeng said angrily: "It hurts!"

This time it was really painful, and Li Banfeng was in tears because of the pain. The knife was really too sharp, and even his kindness made him almost unable to withstand it. If he was stabbed again in the same place, Li Banfeng might die.

Seeing Li Banfeng crying, the vendor thought that he might really be in pain.

"See if it hurts now?" The vendor turned his wrist and the boning knife in his hand was suddenly replaced by a sickle. He did it so quickly that Li Banfeng didn't even see the movement of changing the knife clearly.

The peddler swung his sickle at Li Banfeng's face, but Li Banfeng took a step back and missed.

It doesn’t matter if the knife misses the target. The blade can break through the air and create an invisible sharp blade to continue the pursuit.

Li Banfeng took another step back, but the invisible blade still couldn't cut him.

The peddler flicked his wrist and the sickle in his hand chopped out more than a dozen invisible sharp blades, but he couldn't hit Li Banfeng.

Not only could he not hit him from the front, he couldn't even hit him from the sharp blade blocking him from behind.

This was definitely not a free and easy situation, as the vendors' sharp knives were coming from different directions.

Then why can’t it be cut?

Li Banfeng suddenly approached, took out a sickle from his arms, and slashed it on the vendor's face.

The peddler's face was covered in blood from his forehead to his mouth.

It was a pity that he failed to kill him. Li Banfeng thought that the knife would take his life.

The peddler was wondering why he was able to hit the target with this blow.

Just because the travel repair speed is fast?
The vendor was no slouch in terms of speed, and he was sure that this was not a matter of speed.

Li Banfeng held the sickle and gave a reasonable explanation: "I am also a blade cultivator. I am actually your Taoist ancestor. You are too young to recognize me."

"Why don't you go tell stories?" The peddler swung the hatchet and swung it twice at Li Banfeng. Dozens of sharp blades flew over, but still could not hit Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng swung his knife back and hit the vendor.

There was a half-foot long bloody wound on the chest. This time the vendor saw clearly, he lowered his head and looked under the table.

There is a chopstick stuck under the table!
"You slammed the table just now, but you were actually stabbing the chopsticks into the ground, right?" The vendor smiled and said, "You slammed the table with your right hand, just to show off, and you stabbed the chopsticks into the ground with your left hand, right?"

Li Banfeng said in surprise: "You actually figured this out, so why don't you pull out your chopsticks now!"

The vendor frowned, looking a little angry: "What's the point of pulling out the chopsticks? Chopsticks are just a mark. Once the technique is done, it will no longer have any effect. And I guess your technique is no longer effective."

Li Banfeng was even more surprised: "You are very knowledgeable!"

The vendor laughed and said, "Young people nowadays are so arrogant. Do you think I have never seen a decent train repairman? When I fought with the old train, it was hard to tell whether your grandfather was born or not.
Your trick is quite clever. You even used the Foolish Cultivation Technique, right?"

Li Banfeng was really surprised this time. Anyone who could see Yu Xiu's skills was definitely not an ordinary person.

The knife vendor continued, "How did you learn the Foolish Cultivation Technique? Are you Sun Tiecheng's disciple? I never thought this old man would accept disciples... Ugh!"

The knife vendor vomited a mouthful of green water and looked at Li Banfeng and asked, "What's going on?"

Li Banfeng lowered his voice and said, "Don't tell anyone else, my sickle is poisonous!"

The knife vendor wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "I am having so much fun with a young man like you. It would be so embarrassing if others saw us. What other tricks do you have? Show me all of them..."

Before he could finish his words, the vendor felt some pain under his feet. He looked down and saw a halo sliding past.

"This is the boundary between home cultivation and practice..." The vendor looked at Li Banfeng in surprise, "Can a home traveler practice at the same time?"

"You were too cruel. I'm bleeding." Li Banfeng wiped the blood from his forehead and shuddered.

He knew that this knife seller was incredibly strong, and even if the boundary passed through his body, he would not react much.

But as long as we are within the boundary, we should still be able to fight.

"You didn't bleed enough, this is not enough. It's a pity to lose a young man who is so rare." The knife seller laughed, "Do you know that you came to the wrong place? I want to take over this place. There is no way I can let you leave alive."

"Is this place so good? I want it too." Li Banfeng lowered the brim of his hat to cover the wound on his forehead, and walked towards the knife seller with a group of shadows.

(End of this chapter)