Sword God

The ancient city, standing at the end of the wilderness, is vast and uncast, and I don’t know how many years it exists, like a sleeping giant.

A figure left with a muddy grass scrape left hand sword, walking slowly.

When other people passed by, they were disgusted. It seemed that they were stinky beggars, but this was not the case, and there was no smell. It was just because the rainstorm attacked the muddy water splash and attached it. It can be clear.

However, there is no water for the time being, and naturally it cannot be cleaned.

This is Chen Zong!

In the wilderness, Chen Zong stopped walking and took a few days and nights to walk out. He came to this city and prepared to enter the city to take a rest. After all, the dry food carried on his body has been eaten up. This ordinary body must be Eating can guarantee strength and survival.

There were no obstacles to entering the city, but after entering the city, Chen Zong's appearance inevitably attracted many people's attention.

While walking, Chen Zong paused, because he heard the shouts filled with the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes, and saw the crowd squeeze in a circle. He walked past curiously, and suddenly he was startled.

It was a man with a naked upper body, muscles bulging up, like a refined steel, he had a solemn look, he was motivated, muscles bulging up, as if full of explosive power.

Immediately, his luck was over, his breath exploded, and his arms darted forward. He suddenly grabbed a half-man-high stone, his eyes widened, his arms swelled, and the blue tendons protruded like snakes.

"what!"

With a loud shout, the man squatted down and steadily stabilized the plate, immediately picked up the big stone and raised it over his head.

"great."

"The stone must weigh two or three hundred pounds, and it should be lifted at once."

"It's really a warrior."

The audiences around were amazed one by one, and seemed to be shocked by the man's ability to lift two or three hundred pounds of stone. This was incredible to Chen Zong.

Two or three hundred catties!

What is that?

"Is there no such thing as cultivation in this world?" Chen Zong could not help secretly speculating.

If so, then by virtue of his physical strength, I am afraid that there will be no danger.

Chen Zong was still worried a little bit before, that is, he did not cultivate behavior. If he meets a master who has cultivated behavior, it is difficult to say whether he is an opponent.

Now it seems that his own concerns are unnecessary.

Of course, Chen Zong is not sure about it. After all, his understanding of this world is very obvious.

After a few more glances, the man raised a large knife in the corner and performed a set of swordsmanship. The knifemanship seemed to be brilliant, which seemed amazing, but in Chen Zong’s eyes, it was rough and rough. The audience screamed and marveled, and received a lot of rewards for this.

But I don't know why, but Chen Zong felt a kind of sadness and sorrow.

Shaking his head, Chen Zong withdrew from the crowd and continued to walk forward. When Yo Mo walked out of a distance, he saw someone performing arts, also known as a samurai.

"What is going on?" Chen Zong was at a loss., The stomach suddenly snarled.

hungry!

Chen Zong has not eaten for a whole day. No matter what the world is like, he still finds something to fill his stomach first, and just a short distance away is a restaurant.

"Where's the beggar?" The restaurant was near the window, and the gorgeously dressed people scorned.

"This is... a hard-working samurai." Another person beside the table hesitated, not sure.

"Samurai...whatever a samurai, no matter how powerful the skill is, I don't have to kneel down obediently with my money." The gorgeously dressed man sneered.

At this time, there is no so-called extraordinary power, samurai, but a group of people who polish their bodies and practice martial arts. They have superior strength and speed and skills than ordinary people. They have extraordinary strength and can achieve a pair. Two, ten or more.

But even the legendary strongest warrior, who can be used against one thousand, is known as the super existence of Wu Sheng, but also can not escape the limitations of mortals.

In the final analysis, a samurai is just a group of ordinary people who are pursuing powerful personal strength.

In this era, almost the vast majority of warriors have become the guards of those families or rich merchants, etc., but they have different names, but the essence is the same.

Even though it is the martial prince of Zhenguo in this country, the status seems to be very high, but in the final analysis, it is not for the country.

In the eyes of the common people, the powerful samurai has superior military power and is above him, but in the eyes of those rich and wealthy families, the samurai are senior thugs.

"You... come here, take a look at the show, and if I am satisfied, I will give you some money at my discretion." The young man in gorgeous clothes seemed to show his superiority, and picked up a piece of melon on the table and threw it out the window. Throw it to Chen Zong.

Chen Zong seemed to be aware of it for a long time, and avoided it lightly.

"It seems a bit skillful, come, give Ben Shao a good performance, perform well, Ben Shao rewards." The young man in gorgeous clothes seemed to be aroused a bit of interest, shouting again to Chen Zong under the window Tao, the sound is very loud, which has attracted the attention of many people.

"That's the second son of the Liu family, and I have to tease the samurai again."

"The second son's status is superb. It was an honour to be teased by him."

Chen Zong looked up and saw the young man in gorgeous dress, with the appearance of oily face and powder, but he was staring at himself from a condescending posture, as if he was full of superiority.

The look made Chen Zong feel disgusted, and his eyes shot a ray of cold awn, which pierced like a sharp sword and shot everything.

Liu Ergong suddenly stunned, as if pierced with both eyes, screamed and leaned back, knocking over the wine on the table.

Immediately, he also realized that his reaction was very embarrassing, and he was so embarrassed and suddenly irritable.

"You... immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise, Ben Shao told you to die better than life." Liu Ergong suddenly stood up, leaned out of the window, pointed at Chen Zong, spitting in saliva, and murdered.

Although he didn't kill people by his own hands, the second son Liu ordered many people to be killed.

Outside the restaurant, the people who were originally attracted to watch suddenly changed their looks and retreated one after another, lest they might be implicated.

"You're looking for death!" Chen Zong suddenly angered, a trace of murderous opportunity diffused from the heart.

At any time, an ordinary person who does not have any weak muscles and bones dare to speak to himself like this.

"Dare, even dare to rebel against the son." A thunderous roar thundered, and suddenly, a tall and strong figure leaped out of the wide window, like a big stone, fell like a heavy stone, and approached Chen Zong, That momentum was astonishing, as if to crush Chen Zong into a patty.

The momentum was oppressive, very shocking, and there was even a flash of light. Chen Zong slipped his feet, as if sliding across the ice, avoiding the other party's blow between lightly written.

"Liu Er, interrupted his two legs and dragged me in front of me to kowtow." Liu Ergong shouted immediately.

The strong man with a large sword is his guard Liu Er, a warrior trained by the Liu family. His natural body is amazingly strong, and he can lift two hundred pounds of heavy objects with one arm. After practicing martial arts, his strength is amazing. A strong buffalo was killed in a punch.

Liu Er's eyes are like copper bells, fierce and evil, and his assassination is amazing. But he shot for Liu Er's son and killed many unsightly people.

"Good." Liu Ersheng sounded like a thunderous thunder, and his thick legs and feet stepped out, like a bison charge, and the big knife weighing more than 30 pounds in his hand brought a terrible wind screaming, and the knife was stunned. Extremely dazzling, splitting fiercely, as if splitting the mountains with a knife.

Everyone in the distance was terrified.

This Liu Er is in the city, but he is a famous warrior.

The aspiring warrior is dead, this time, it will definitely be miserable.

He will be interrupted and dragged to the second son to beg for mercy, and will be humiliated and then killed to death.

Think about the past, people who know can't help but look pale, and some timid people have closed their eyes and dare not look.

"Isn't that Liu Huan's guard?"

Not far away, another restaurant was sitting by the window. Someone was sitting, attracted by the sound, and suddenly froze.

"Liu Huan ordered the guards to kill again, and that's what he was doing."

This knife looks incredibly amazing, at least for others around it.

But in the eyes of Chen Zong, this knife is nothing. Of course, the speed is not slow, and the strength is also very strong, but it seems rough. At least in the eyes of Chen Zong's superb realm, there are many flaws.

Chen Zong didn’t move. In the eyes of others, it was scared and stupid, and he couldn’t react at all. The second son, Liu Huan, couldn’t help but show a cruel smile, already thinking, how to torture this unexplained suffering The warrior has been dared to offend himself.

Liu Er's face was even more ruthless, and extremely fierce.

At the moment when the blade of light fell, a sharp and extreme sword light suddenly lit up, but it was too fast, extremely fast, like a flash of the sky streamer, and disappeared without a trace.

Even a superb warrior like Liu Er feels like an illusion, let alone other ordinary people, and can only glimpse a stream of streamers in a very vague glimpse.

But I saw that Liu Er's knife fell slightly, and immediately fell from the front of Chen Zong, Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, intact, but Liu Er's eyebrows did not know when there was a blood hole, and the blood mixed brain gurgling out .

Chen Zong's footsteps moved gently, then Liu Er's eyes widened with incredible fear and fell forward, his strong body hit the hard ground, as if the drums were throbbing, the dust flew away, and everyone only felt the ground With a shock, each brain was blank.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, there seems to be only one light."

"Dead... dead, Liu Er is dead..."

Everyone around was shocked and shocked.

"Liu Er...Liu Er..." Liu Huan also reacted, his face changed and exclaimed again and again, but he couldn't get any response. He pointed at Chen Zong with fright, anger and fear, his fingers trembling: "You ...You...what are you...what kind of magic do you use..."