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"Kid, if I were you, I would quietly scram."

The man who turned around had a gloomy expression as he spoke.

"What if I say no?" Li Dao stood up with his sword in hand and asked.

"Are you courting death?" The man shone the blade in his hand as he spoke.

"Hehe, this sword of mine hasn't drank any blood since coming to this world. I'm guessing that he's already thirsty." Li Dao said softly as he rubbed his sword sheath.

"Hahahaha, this kid hasn't even killed anyone yet and he still wants to be a hero?"

The man who had taken off his clothes had a ferocious expression on his face. Anyone who was disturbed would not be in a good mood.

"Today, let Grandpa Broken Soul teach you, if you don't have the ability, don't try to be a hero."

The nickname of the naked man was quite loud.

This was how the martial arts world was like. The more incompetent a person was, the louder their nickname would be.

As the naked man spoke, he rushed towards Li Dao. With his large fists and strong body, he would be considered extraordinary among ordinary people.

However, the person he met was not an ordinary person. He was a third-rate expert who had cultivated inner force. In terms of battle power, he could even be considered a second-rate expert.

A cold light flashed, and the sword was filled with blood.

As if slicing through tofu, the man was directly split into two. His lower body stood up, and his upper body fell to the ground, blood flowing out.

Ever since Li Dao had obtained the sword, no one had left a complete corpse under his sword except for Niu San Guang.

Silence. The inn was completely silent. Not even the mosquitoes could make a sound.

After a short period of silence, the Lady Boss's voice pierced through the clouds.

The man who closed the door was not as bedraggled as the Lady Boss. His legs were trembling, and his teeth were trembling.

With a plop, the man fell to his knees.

"If he's called the Absolute Soul Saber, then am I supposed to be the Absolute Soul Sword?" Li Dao smiled and turned to the man.

"Spare me, please spare me!" "We brothers have no intention to offend you. For a moment, we were so infatuated with you that we charged into the sky."

The man kowtowed and kowtowed, afraid to the extreme.

Li Dao didn't say anything as he carefully sized up the man. It was unknown what he was thinking.

The man was even more terrified now.

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me …"

"Stop, are you still trying to say that you have eighty mothers-in-law and a three-year-old baby?"

Li Dao interrupted the man and asked.

The man was stunned. He couldn't make head or tail of it. Li Dao didn't seem to have any intention of killing him.

"Let me ask you a few questions. As for whether you live or die, it all depends on my mood. Do you understand?"

Hearing Li Dao's words, the man nodded his head with all his might, expressing that he understood.

No one would want to die if they could live. At the very least, this was the man in front of them.

"Let me ask you, who was the sword immortal you mentioned before?"

"Li Taibai, we're talking about the Sword Immortal grandpa, Li Taibai. The six of them said that he had left behind an Azure Lotus Sword Manual and that he had been discovered by someone in Chuan Shu a few days ago. Martial artists are all looking for him. "

So it was him!

Li Dao suddenly realized something. He had originally thought that the sword immortal they were talking about was either the Scarlet Pine Seed or Daoist Master Pure Yang, but in the end, it turned out to be Li Bai.

Li Bai was known for his poetry. Very few people knew his sword skills and his title of sword immortal.

In history, he had left behind a line that could kill a person with ten steps and could kill a person without leaving a single line. It could be seen that Li Bai was not only a powerless scholar.

Poetry, wine, the Sword of Third Jue's Li Taibai. This time, Li Dao was even more interested.

Don't forget that this is a martial arts world, then how strong is the martial arts left behind by Li Taibai, this exorbitant deity?