Sword God

Every day in the Great King City, a lot of things happen, and it turns into a lot of news, conveying all around.

But most of the news is limited to one area, and it is difficult to reach other areas unless it is a major event.

Suddenly, a piece of news, like a storm, swept through most of the royal city.

A titled samurai, a self-proclaimed sword god, challenged the chief curator of the samurai pavilion, Changhe Jianwang, regardless of the outcome.

If this alone, it can only be said to be surprising, but adding another point is enough to shock.

The self-proclaimed sword god is only 20 years old and very young.

"Never possible!"

"Yes, how can a young man in his twenties be an opponent of Changhe Sword King, let alone a tie."

"Students are favored."

In the Jinghou Mansion, in a separate courtyard, the red-haired big man was chewing on a cow leg, chewing and listening to the disciple’s words, and immediately frowned: “The Changhe sword king battled with a young warrior Cheng Ping?"

"Yes, Master." The young man on the side nodded.

"The news is true?" the red-haired brawny asked.

"According to the disciples looking for the samurai residence, this is true." The youth nodded again.

"Twenties, claiming to be the god of swords, tied the sword king of Changhe..." The brawny man with red hair put down the legs and muttered to himself, full of doubts.

This sounds incredible.

There are also many people who are unbelievably incredible like him.

Especially those top title warriors who are the same as Changhe Sword King.

Is this true?

Or is it the Samurai Pavilion?

For a time, stir up the situation.

"Tie..." Changhe sword king revealed a bit of bitterness.

Is it really tied?

In that battle, I was trying my best to show my sword skills, even the tricks, but I couldn’t help the opponent, but was defeated and repelled. If the opponent’s sword material is too ordinary, it can’t bear the collision of the same intensity and shattered. , Continue to fight, and you are more likely to lose.

Not a tie, in fact, to some extent, he has lost.

After all, the other party's age is at least 20 years younger than himself.

However, Changhe Sword King will not be able to justify any voices, what the outside world says, he is immersed in his own world, recalling the battle duel, the swordsmanship that has reached the limit, there are signs of further improvement.

Chen Zong, one of the parties and one of the storm news center, was sweating in a blacksmith's room at this moment.

Cast a sword!

It cost hundreds of jinbei to buy a few samples of good-quality casting materials, including gilt steel, heavy silver and cloud iron. The gilt steel is extremely hard. The heavy silver soft medium belt has excellent toughness and stretchability. The texture of cloud iron Light and very inclusive.

The three casting materials are equipped with the best ratio under the careful simulation of Chen Zong.

The quality of the sword is closely related to the material, but it does not mean that a good material can cast a good sword. It also requires a suitable and even excellent ratio and a good casting skill.

In all respects, at the current level of Chen Zong, there is no shortage, maybe not a master, but the master can afford to cast a sword for himself, which is more than enough.

After six hours, Chen Zong finally forged the sword and started the attack.

The body of the sword is silvery white and snowy, with broken golden moire on it, which looks extraordinary.

Regardless of its length or weight, it is very comfortable. Holding it in the hand, it gives Chen Zong a feeling of fit with the palm of his hand. This sword, not to mention others, is far superior to the previous iron alone. sword.

What's more, the material of this sword is not comparable to that of the previous iron sword, plus Chen Zong's meticulous proportioning and forging, it is stronger than the sword of the Changhe sword king.

"In that case, I will give you a name." Chen Zong gazed at the carefully forged sword, with a clear voice: "You will accompany me to fight against the strong, let me understand, the words of heart, just fit you."

Mindful!

Mindful sword!

Seeing God!

In addition to the sword, Chen Zong also forged his own scabbard.

Carrying the sword and leaving, Chen Zong issued a war post again. This time the war post is not the King of Swords.

In the battle with Changhe Sword King, Chen Zong had already seen the skill of Changhe Sword King, but he still couldn't grasp the integration of spiritual will into martial arts.

Poor, just an opportunity, a natural opportunity.

Therefore, there is still war.

...

"Battle post?" The brawny man with red hair stunned and opened immediately, only to feel that the text on the post revealed an amazing sharpness, as if the sword was pressing.

The payment is the word Jian Jian.

"It's him." The strong man frowned, his eyebrows twisted into pimples.

It was only two days before I heard the name of the sword god, a very arrogant title. Unexpectedly, the other party even sent himself a battle post.

"Master, I will reject him." The youth on the side said.

"Don't worry, you can try his ability, and then tell me." The strong man laughed: "If it is a arrogant man, then a hard lesson."

"Yes, Master." The youth's eyes suddenly lighted up, bursting out a ray of fine awns, and rushed away.

The so-called news of the so-called sword god and the sword of the long river sword was always heard, even if he had asked the samurai pavilion, after all, he did not see it with his own eyes.

In the final analysis, he and his master do not think that a person in his twenties can have that kind of strength.

Who is Changhe Sword King?

That was one of the few people who stood in the top position of the titled samurai, and tied with his master, how could it be tied with a young man of his own grade.

You must know that you are known as a samurai genius. In your twenties, your strength has reached the extreme of an elite samurai. Only by further tempering, you can be expected to be a samurai.

Several friends, including his own master and master, have said that within three years, he became a titled warrior, and he was stable.

The titled warrior who is under 30 years old is undoubtedly amazing. It is not impossible to reach the height of the master in the future.

Although this is a time when samurai is gradually declining, people who really like samurai will never feel outdated and proud of it.

...

"You have to challenge my esteemed master, first let my sword measure you enough to qualify." The young man found Chen Zong and said directly, his eyes became sharp, as if the blade had crossed, as if to split Chen Zong.

"Chiyang's disciple disciple..." Chen Zong was slightly surprised: "You shot."

"Pull the sword!" The young man was very dissatisfied with Chen Zong's idle attitude. It was a disregard for himself. He immediately sipped, and his right hand fell on the handle of the knife. The terrible breath came out.

"If you need to draw a sword to deal with it, how can I be able to challenge Chi Yan's madness." Chen Zongwei smiled.

"Crazy!" The young man was suddenly furious, his long sword out of the sheath, and the crimson blade of light darted across the air with a touch of residual sun, and he beheaded mercilessly, as if to split Chen Zong with a knife.

But Chen Zong did not feel murderous in this knife, indicating that the other party did not behead his own thoughts, but was irritated by his own words and shot angry.

But in the eyes of Chen Zong, this knife is nothing, and it is not at the level of a titled warrior.

Such an opponent, Chen Zong was really not interested.

His figure swayed, easily avoiding the opponent's knife and slashing, and his right hand was turned into a palm that seemed to flutter like a feather, and appeared through the knife light in front of the opponent's shoulder. Shock.

The bang was like a big drum, the sound was dull into the ears, the young man's body shook, and he suddenly swayed one side uncontrollably and repeatedly withdrew a dozen steps. Yes, the youth can clearly feel that his shoulders seem to be swollen.

But he couldn't ignore the fierce pain in his shoulder, because it couldn't be more shocked.

Very shocked!

I lost myself.

The other party claimed to be the god of swords, but even the sword had never been unsheathed, but it was simply incredible to defeat himself with a light palm.

If you lose, you lose. There is no reason to find it. The young man stared at Chen Zong deeply and turned to take a big step away. He wanted to tell Master about this matter.

This person may have a strong strength that is equal to that of Changhe Sword King.

This is a major event, and we must let the Master know as soon as possible. Thinking of this, the pace of the youth will be faster.

"It's easy to defeat you... Haven't drawn a sword yet..." Chiyang Knife whispered suddenly surprised.

It seems, unexpectedly, it also seems that it has become very interesting.

A young man in his twenties, about the same age as his disciples, arrogantly calls himself a sword god, and has great strength.

Whether it can be compared with Changhe Sword King for the time being, but it is easy to defeat his disciples without pulling the sword. This strength is indeed very strong, at least the title of samurai.

young!

Titled Samurai!

Enough to arouse your interest.

"Master, are you fighting?" the youth asked.

"My Chiyang knife hasn't been out of the sheath for a while." Chiyang knife maniac didn't answer positively, but said.

"I see." The youth was a little bit excited.

Your own master is in battle.

And this battle is just three days later.

The location of the battle is not the Jinghou Mansion, but the Wangcheng Wudouchang.

The Wangcheng Martial Art Arena is a public place where the warriors confront each other. Most warriors choose to fight here in a duel.

Therefore, the news that the sword god challenged the Red Sun Sword Craze and the Red Sun Sword Craze was just like the storm that swept away and was known by many people.

Chiyang Sword Madness, that is one of the top titled warriors, with strong strength, want to kill him, unless it is sent out of the bow camp, or sent hundreds of elite soldiers to kill in empty places.

If it is in a complex terrain, it is more difficult to kill.

Such a strong man with super strong force is very concerned about every move.

For civilians, reading martial arts is a way out, because it will make them live better, even if the samurai decline, it is also for the royal family to the nobility.

However, the nobles did not dare to underestimate the Chiyang knife madness, at least on the surface, because the super force is a deterrent.

This is an era of samurai decline, but also an era of contradictions. It requires the high strength of the samurai and weakens its influence invisible.