The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

The young man seemed to have never learned any advanced physical skills. His previous move almost injured the short and fat man, all thanks to his swordsmanship.

However, this sword technique focuses more on attack than defense. Now that several people are close to him and seven or eight steel knives are falling at him at the same time, it is really difficult to protect himself.

With a flash of cold light, the blade passed by his shoulder, tearing through his clothes and leaving a half-inch deep blood mark.

If he had not seen the opportunity quickly and leaned forward half an inch in time, I am afraid that his arm would have been lost.

Although he managed to escape danger temporarily, if he continued to fight like this, he would be doomed sooner or later.

The shop owner had been setting up a stall here for many years and had seen some of the world. He found a corner early on and hid there, playing the ostrich.

Although the young man did not have much experience in martial arts, he was not so stupid as to close his eyes and wait for death. Seeing that the situation was not good, he swung his sword like the wind.
There was a flash of green light under the shed, and the two strong men facing them unconsciously took a few steps back.

In just this split second, he had already put away his sword and flew away, brushing past the two of them.

"Ouch!"

The short and fat man finally got up, but saw him bumping into him and sat back into the pot.

But this collision also stopped the young man's momentum, and the people behind him caught up with him in a blink of an eye.

Two more steel knives fell straight down, and a figure floated over.

The man swung the long sword in his hand, and a purple light flashed like a silk thread, and the two long swords were broken at the same time.

"You bully the weak with your strength, and the few with your numbers. You are so arrogant."

The young man paused and turned around, only to find that a swordsman in green had appeared behind him. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could sense an indescribable extraordinary demeanor.

This person was naturally Gu Ping'an. The two of them had just left Yanmen Pass an incense stick ago and were about to stay in Daizhou. They happened to see the young man in danger here.

His internal strength is now even stronger. He is not afraid even when he meets a first-rate master, so how can he be his opponent if he meets an ordinary wanderer?

Saving this young man is just a piece of cake.

The people who were besieging the young man didn't see how he appeared. They only felt that his swordsmanship was sharp and powerful. They couldn't figure out his true strength for a while, so they were inevitably afraid of him.

"Where did this jerk come from to meddle in other people's business? Don't you know this gentleman's name?"

The short and fat man finally got up and threw the iron pot away. He didn't care about his miserable appearance with noodle soup all over his body. He pointed at one of the people and said viciously.

The man he pointed at was a seven-foot-tall man, dressed slightly more neatly than the others, and was apparently the leader of the group.

Gu Ping'an chuckled and said, "Please forgive my poor eyesight. I don't know your name."

He said this with a hint of respect, but without any fear, and his tone was calm and relaxed.

The leader was frightened by his sword strike just now, and he also suppressed his arrogance and bowed.

"I'm Qi Laoliu from Guanxi. This kid just injured my brother and needs to be taught a lesson. Please don't try to stop him."

Gu Ping'an was slightly stunned. He had actually heard of this name.

At the Heroes' Conference in Juxianzhuang, wasn't this the "Quick Blade Qi Liu" who hung on the beam for a long time and finally came down, only to be slapped to death by Qiao Feng?

The short and fat man had not seen Gu Ping'an take action before, so he looked puzzled.

"Sixth Brother Qi, why waste time talking to him? If he dares to cause trouble, we will deal with him together."

Qi Liu frowned slightly upon hearing this, glared at him, and then said, "Don't blame me, brother. I'm a bit rude. I haven't even asked for your name yet."

Qi Liu, the swift swordsman, wasn't a bad man. He was known as a chivalrous man in Guanxi. He was just pedantic and impulsive, and had a lot of bad luck, so he lost his life in Juxian Manor.

"Gu Ping'an!" Qi Liu was stunned and asked in astonishment, "You are that Qiao Feng's sworn brother?!"

Gu Ping'an came all the way from Western Xia and had never heard any news about Qiao Feng. Although he saw the bloody palm print on the stone wall, he had no idea what the situation was like in the Central Plains.

It was not until he heard Qi Liu's tone that he was sure that Qiao Feng still could not escape his father's schemes.

"So what?"

"What do you think?" Qi Liu snorted coldly, "You're associated with that beast who killed your father and master. You must be no good either. I'll rid the martial arts world of this evil today!"

Before he finished speaking, he swung the sword in his hand and several people rushed over together.

"Benefactor, be careful!"

The young man hadn't spoken a word, but he hadn't left his side. Now that he saw that he was about to attack again, he dodged and stood in front of Gu Ping'an.

Gu Ping'an couldn't help but smile knowingly. It seemed that this casual act of saving someone was not the wrong person.

Before the young man drew his sword, he felt a hand gently patting his shoulder. Then a light breeze passed by his side. In a moment of distraction, the benefactor who had been blocked behind him just now was somehow in front of him again.

Qi Liu, the Quick Blade, was a famous hero in Guanxi after all, and was considered a big name in the martial arts world, but when he stood before Gu Ping'an, he had no power to fight back at all.

The few people who had just forced the young man into danger were now like headless flies. Not only could they not touch even a corner of Gu Ping'an's clothes, but they almost accidentally hurt their teammates several times.

If we talk about unlucky people, the one who is second only to Qi Liu is the short and fat man who fell into the noodle pot.

Gu Ping'an didn't target him specifically, he just kicked him casually on the butt, and then he saw him fly into the air, waving his hands and feet, flying towards the stove.

There was a noodle pot on the stove, but it had just been overturned to the ground, and now only a round hole was left.

As luck would have it, he had nowhere to gain leverage in mid-air, and after finally flipping over in mid-air, he was unable to stop his momentum and sat accurately into the stove pit.

What a great “butt backward, flying wild goose on the flat sand” move!
The firewood in the stove had not yet gone out, but he heard a scream and saw him suddenly bounce up like a ball, sitting on the ground with his butt. After rubbing his butt several times, he finally put out the flames on his butt.

Gu Ping'an had no intention of killing anyone. Although the sword light was strong, it avoided the vital parts and only cut everyone's belts one by one.

The young man felt that his swordsmanship was so exquisite that it far exceeded his imagination, and he was fascinated for a moment.

However, after more than ten moves, except for the short and fat man with his butt on fire, the whole group, including the quick knife Qi Liu, had lost their fighting power.

Their belts were broken, and anyone with a little sense of shame would have no time to fight. They all held up their trousers, afraid of being laughed at.

"Gu!" Qi Liu's face flushed red as he angrily said, "If you have the guts, just kill us. Why humiliate us like this?"

Gu Ping'an didn't argue with him: "This is not a humiliation, but a warning. I know my elder brother's character very well, and I advise you not to be fooled by this treacherous man."

"Qiao Feng murdered his teacher and adoptive parents. Everyone in the world knows this. How can you deny it?"

"According to what you said, when he took action, everyone in the world saw it with their own eyes?"

Qi Liu stiffened his neck and said, "That's nonsense!"

Gu Ping'an also knew that it was useless to say more, so he simply stopped talking and waved his hand.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll see in the future. Get lost!" (End of this chapter)