He slowly stopped smiling, the brass sword made a swift slash in the air, almost like a lightning bolt, and swiftly extended forward, its icy tip pointing directly at Wei Luo!

  The big Han pointed at Wei Luo with his brass sword, baring a mouthful of yellow and black teeth, and shouted loudly: "Little kid, wasn't I awesome just now?"

  Wei Luo's face turned pale, she didn't dare move and slightly tilted her head back, avoiding the cold sword blade.

  She felt a mix of disgust and fear in her heart after hearing Da Han's question. But for some reason, she had an air of composure at this moment, and Wei Luo calmly replied, "You're indeed very impressive, sir!"

  The burly man with a scar across his face burst out laughing again, staring at Wei Luo's eyes and said with a grin: "This child has good looks, I want to take them away to admire, how about it?"

  He actually said he wanted to dig out his own eyes!

  Wei Luo's face instantly turned pale, but she still looked calm and collected. She smiled slightly and replied faintly, "Not good!"

  "Not good!"

  She actually replied with an extremely calm and gentle tone, looking at her expression, it seemed that the burly man wasn't trying to dig out her eyes, but was just asking if she wanted to eat the last bun.

  Obviously, Wei Luo's calmness stunned everyone around her. Especially the burly man, who had always liked to bully the weak and enjoyed seeing people cry and scream in front of him. He never thought that someone could be so composed under his sword!

  Gradually, the burly man's expression turned suspicious, and he sized up Wei Luo from head to toe, involuntarily thinking: This young man has clear eyes like water, and his attitude is so calm, could it be that he is a noble person? Or does he have some backing?

  As he thought about it, his originally fierce face unknowingly added a hint of timidity. People like him are inherently the most deceitful and afraid of the strong.

  At this time, the situation on Wei Luo's side also caught the attention of the swordsmen in the carriage. A 21 or 22-year-old swordsman with a long eyebrow and phoenix eyes, and a clear face had already jumped off his horse and was walking towards them with big strides.

  Huang Tiandu saw Wei Luo being so calm and collected, he was both shocked and suspicious. Without turning his head, he could feel countless pairs of eyes watching him. He had the intention to put away his sword, but then again, if he really did put away his sword, wouldn't that be admitting defeat to this weak and frail little boy?

  He thought for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

  Laughing and laughing, the burly man's laughter suddenly stopped! He glared at Wei Luo with a pair of dull copper-colored eyes and shouted loudly: "You little brat, don't you know how to be afraid?"

  Wei Luo quietly stared back at him, her small fists that were originally clenched also relaxing: It seemed that this person was going to let her off.

  She slightly calmed down in her heart and involuntarily swept a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, lightly replying: "Indeed, I am afraid."

  She actually said she was afraid, and now, not only the burly man, but also the onlookers around her were attracted to her, you know, there wasn't a hint of fear in her expression.

  The burly Han man burst out laughing again and coldly shouted: "If you're afraid, why don't you hide?"

  "Wei Luo slowly replied: 'I'm too frightened, I can't move.'"

  Her answer was quite beyond everyone's expectation. For a moment, soft laughter erupted from all directions, and gradually, the laughter grew louder and louder. Amidst the laughter, people's gazes at Wei Luo also became gentler.

  Huang Da Han, seeing Wei Luo's weakness, felt he had saved face. He followed the crowd with a loud laugh, and with a swooshing sound, his long sword was sheathed.

  He sheathed his long sword, and Wei Luo's forehead and neck were suddenly drenched in sweat. She forced a smile, wiped her sweat with her sleeve, and took a step back.

  The burly Han saw that she was indeed intimidated by him, and he was delighted. He pointed at her with a mouthful of yellow teeth and laughed: "What a little kid, originally afraid of your grandfather to this extent, almost got cheated by you."

  His laughter had just faded away when a faint, cold voice came over, "You have quite a big nerve, killing a passerby is no one's business, but I didn't expect you to dare move against someone with connections? Are you tired of living?"

  In the midst of a cold, stern voice, an icy sword pointed at the burly man. At the tip of the long sword, the young swordsman with a clear face and phoenix-like eyebrows was staring intently at the burly man with a cold smile on his face.

  The young man pointed with his long sword, and the crowd was stunned at first. In an instant, a burst of applause erupted! It seems that the villain's behavior just now had infuriated everyone.

  Wei Luo widened her eyes and looked at the young swordsman. Just as she raised her head, the young swordsman turned around, carefully examined her, opened his mouth, revealed a set of snow-white teeth, smiled at her, and praised: "You're not bad, you're in a dangerous situation but your face doesn't change color, you have the spirit of our generation!"

  Wei Luo forced a smile upon hearing this, she had intended to respond with something, but just as her mouth opened, the young swordsman had already turned his gaze towards the burly man, his eyes growing colder and more murderous by the second.

  The burly Han man was stared at by him like this, and for some reason he shuddered.

  However, the burly Han man was used to being overbearing, and he glared with his eyes wide open, baring his yellow teeth as he shouted: "You little brat, do you dare point your sword at your grandfather?"

  Young Swordsman heard this and his face changed, he didn't say much, but just flicked his wrist, the sword flashed with silver flowers, everyone felt dizzy for a moment, and when they came to their senses, they couldn't help but take a deep breath!

  The young swordsman's long sword was pointing straight at the burly man's throat! While the burly man's brass sword had only come out halfway, still half a foot away from the young swordsman's chest!

  The crowd had not even clearly seen their movements when the fight was already over.

  The horizontal meat on Da Han's face kept shaking, and he exclaimed: "You, you are a sword master?"

  The young swordsman sneered and said: "Indeed, I am a sword master!"

  He stretched out his long sword, the blade forcing the burly man to tilt his head back and avoid it. He said coldly: "Anyone from the Mei family, even a miscellaneous worker, is not someone you can bully at will! Please accept your death!"

  "No! Spare..."

  The burly man's cry had not yet ended when the young swordsman's sword tip stretched forward. The burly man's cry stopped abruptly, his pair of wide-open yellowish eyes gradually becoming lifeless. The young swordsman swiftly withdrew his sword and turned to leave. He had only taken two steps when the burly man crashed to the ground with a thud, motionless. Wei Luo gazed at his lifeless, wide-open eyes, knowing that this person was dead.

  "This young swordsman must be a master! He kills a person and only leaves a single drop of blood on the opponent's throat. It's incredibly effortless."

  At this time, there was a buzz of discussion, "That's a swordsman."

  "Today I actually saw a swordsman take action."

  "Hah! You say you're making a move, have you clearly seen his sword technique?"

  "How can we ordinary people see clearly when a master swordsman makes his move?"

  Listening to the endless discussions around him, Wei Luo looked at the distant young swordsman and wondered: Why do people say they can't see his moves? But just now, his movements were obviously very slow, I clearly saw everything.