Sword God

"The cost of Wangcheng is really amazing." In a room not considered a high-end restaurant, Chen Zong couldn't help laughing.

How long has it been since I was worried about money, this time, if I had to find some golden shells from the Split Mountain Sword, I was afraid that even eating and living in this royal city would be a problem.

Even for ordinary restaurant rooms, the cost is not low.

With all the golden shells on my body, it is estimated that it can last for seven or eight days. It is still the most common cost. If it is better, it will disappear in two or three days.

How to get some money?

Kick-off?

Chen Zong can't do it, he won't do it.

Become a noble or a family of worship?

Not what Chen Zong wanted.

Then go to the casino.

Casinos in Wangcheng are very popular and blatant, and rumors are backed by big ones.

Chen Zong had never learned gambling, but his superb ability in all aspects gave Chen Zong amazing learning ability and insight, so after losing a few at the beginning, he won.

In two hours, Chen Zong won hundreds of jinbei, enough for a good life for a period of time and he left.

This casino is huge, with hundreds of thousands of jinbei moving in and out every day. Hundreds of hundreds of them are nothing, nor will they attract the special attention of the top management of the casino, so there is no unnecessary trouble.

With Jinbei, Chen Zong began to purchase information. This information is naturally related to the Wangcheng.

Such as the various forces and samurai masters in the king city, it is not a secret, so it is not expensive, ten golden shells are enough.

Wangcheng is the place where the royal family is located. It is the center and the most important place of a country. There have always been many great forces entrenched here.

The royal family is headed, and it is the strongest. Secondly, it is the Sihou House and the General Palace of Zhenguo University. Once again, it is the Warrior House and the eight aristocratic families.

Of course, Chen Zong cares more about masters.

There are as many as 88 title warriors listed in the information. Of course, not all of them, and there are some secret parts that want to know, you must pay more Kimbe.

However, Chen Zong felt that eighty-eight titles of samurai should be enough.

In addition, it is the three great martial arts.

Eighty-eight title samurai and three martial saints became Chen Zong's challenge targets.

Sharpen the sword with masters!

Chen Zong looked one by one.

Eighty-eight title samurai, their strength is naturally strong and weak, and there are two special status.

One is the general general of the town and country. Not only is he high in weight, but he is also a powerful title warrior.

The second one is Wuhou, one of the four princes, and one of the four princes who possessed superior military power. Although the samurai had fallen, it was undeniable that possessing superior military power was not a bad thing.

It is only because the martial arts practitioners need to devote themselves wholeheartedly, and they are very hard-working, and a large amount of food supplements are consumed, which leads to fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts.

The Wuhou ranks high in weight, and has the powerful force of the title of samurai. It is called the Longxuan State Ssangyong together with the general of the country.

These two people, Chen Zong did not plan to challenge, his own purpose, but only to dialysis the mystery of the title warrior, if you challenge these two people, after winning, I am afraid that the trouble will continue.

After the strokes were drawn, the names of the titled samurai warriors Chen Zong will challenge are marked one by one.

Chiyang knife mad!

Stormwind Warrior!

Changhe Sword King!

...

A total of nine people, in addition to Wuhou and Zhenguo General, is the strongest nine of the 88 titled warriors.

Among them, four belong to the royal family, and it is not easy to challenge, so start with the other four.

One of the easiest to challenge is the long river sword king of my samurai residence.

The Samurai Pavilion is the base of the samurai. It was created for the sunset martial arts in the new era. The sunset martial arts sensed the decline of the samurai in this era. If you want the warriors to leave their last dignity, they will create the samurai pavilion.

The headquarters of the Samurai Pavilion is located within the Wangcheng.

The sunset martial arts is one of the three martial arts of Longxuan Kingdom. It has the terrifying strength of one enemy and one thousand soldiers. If it is in a complex terrain, it is even more terrible. All will die.

Such a terrible strong man, even if the samurai had fallen, others would not dare to despise them.

The man was angry and blood splattered for five steps.

Of course, if it is not the King of Martial Saints, just a warrior, even if it is a titled warrior, the warrior hall cannot be created successfully. Even if it is created by chance, it cannot be maintained.

Everything lies in the deterrence of force.

Although the Samurai Pavilion was successfully established and has been in operation for more than 20 years, the decline of the samurai is a general trend and inevitable. Therefore, the Samurai Pavilion is not strong.

To juxtapose it with the eight aristocratic families, it is entirely on the face of the martial saint at sunset.

As a Wu Sheng, naturally he will not handle everything in the hall, and the agent is Changhe Sword King, a titled warrior with top strength.

Changhe Sword King had just dealt with some things in the museum, and someone sent a post. He looked at it, and his eyes suddenly gathered. How long has he never received such a post.

Battle posts!

This post looks very simple, silver-gray, with a sword fighting pattern, it is the standard war post challenged by the samurai.

In the past, Changhe Sword King sent war posts to others and also received war posts from others, but since the strength reached the top of the titled Samurai, he never received it again.

Letting go of some feelings, the callous fingers of the Changhe sword king opened the battle post, and his eyes suddenly burst into a cold ray, sharp as a sword.

That word!

That word...

That word... gave him an indescribable feeling. The moment the battle post was opened, it was like seeing the sword out of the sheath. Every word and every stroke revealed an amazing sharpness. Sheath is general.

And this sharpness can only be felt if you have a certain accomplishment in swordsmanship.

"Good!" The silent heart of Changhe Sword King was suddenly mentioned, and a trace of warfare sprang up.

Regardless of who it is, just the sharp edge revealed in this word is enough to let yourself fight against one, and immediately, look at the payment.

Sword God!

The two words suddenly made Changhe Jianwang's pupils shrink like needles, and an indescribable anger grew from the deepest heart.

"Crazy, arrogant!" Changhe Sword King couldn't help but lined up on the back of the chair, seeming to smash it.

Sword God!

Who dares to call the sword god.

Even the Golden Dragon Sword Saint among the three great martial saints, dare not call yourself that.

Sword God!

God in the sword!

Not only arrogant, but also very ignorant.

"After three days, it's fine, I want to let you know that the arrogant end." Changhe sword king is very angry.

Annoyance is due to the arrogance and ignorance of the other party, claiming to be a god, is an insult to the sword.

As a man who has practiced swords for decades, he will never allow the sword to be his closest partner.

Three days!

The battle time is three days later, and the battle place is in the samurai pavilion.

time flies.

In the past three days, Chen Zong has been practicing swordsmanship while comprehending.

On the third day, Changhe Sword King bathed and burned incense, wiped the sword, and his fingers were soft, as if touching the lover's delicate cheeks, his eyes flowing like the water of the long river.

Immediately, put down the soft white silk cloth, the five fingers of the right hand clasp the hilt, and a sword flower blooms out of thin air.

With a sonorous sound, the sword entered the sheath, the brilliance dispersed, and the long river sword king stood up, a sharp, quiet condensation, and the soft light in his eyes turned sharp.

Turning around and striding out the door, he knew that the man who called himself the sword god had arrived.

This battle will start.

Chen Zong stood in the broad front yard of the Samurai Pavilion, letting himself be exposed to the scorching sun, but not moving, nor seeing a drop of sweat oozing out.

I am here to challenge the Changhe Sword King, but the Changhe Sword King, but the acting owner of the Samurai Pavilion, the people of the Samurai Pavilion will naturally not give Chen Zong any good face, nor will he invite him to enter, but let it go. Chen Zong stood under the blazing sun.

Chen Zong's expression is calm and calm, without any anger, if his heart is clear, then the enthusiasm is difficult to attack, not to mention Chen Zong's control of himself has reached an astonishing point. Big deal.

Of course, if the exposure time is too long, you will feel uncomfortable.

The first challenge to Changhe Sword King is because of the status of Changhe Sword King, etc. It is easier to challenge. Secondly, the other party also uses a sword. Again, Chen Zong needs to have a sufficient reputation to better challenge other people. .

The fact that the battle post is written as the sword god is amazing. Naturally, it is to avoid the long river sword king rejecting his challenge.

Chen Zong is waiting because it is said that the Changhe Sword King will have the habit of bathing, burning incense, and wiping the sword before fighting with each other. This will take at least an hour.

Immediately, facing the open door of the front yard, a figure appeared. The figure was slender, and it was walking at a pace that was not slow, light, or heavy. Every step seemed to be carefully measured, just right.

This kind of pace instantly made Chen Zong's eyes light up, and immediately judged that this person's combat experience was extremely rich, and his combat talent was also very superb, because that pace seemed simple, but it could make an offensive and defensive retreat in an instant.

This will be a good opponent.

Following the steps, Chen Zong saw the other person's body, slender and straight, and his back like a sword.

Its five fingers are slender, and the outline of calluses on the palm can be vaguely seen. This is the hand with a sword.

The face looked like it was about forty years old, with sharp eyebrows like swords, but deep eyes, and a sharp sharpness was quietly condensing in the deep, as if the sword was about to be sheathed, showing surprise Shi Fengmang.

Ordinary face, but with a bit of vicissitudes, those eyes, suddenly like a finishing touch, makes that face become extraordinary and unforgettable.

Changhe Sword King!

Changhe Sword King stepped out and stared at Chen Zong's face through dozens of meters, suddenly stunned.

young!

This was the first impression of Changhe Sword King, and it was a little incredible.

Although claiming to be a sword god is very arrogant, it is undeniable that the words on the war placards are unique and sharp. In his view, that is not something a young man in his twenties can write.

If a 30-year-old swordsman wrote such a word, Changhe Sword King could barely believe that if a 40-year-old swordsman wrote such a word, Changhe Sword King would not doubt it.

But in his twenties, he is really too young. At this age, being an elite warrior is already a gift.