Chapter Twenty-Seven: What Kind of Evil Art Is This?
The ancient city, standing at the end of the wilderness, is vast and uncast, I don't know how many years it has existed, like a sleeping giant.
A figure covered in mud and grass clippings was walking slowly with a sword in his left hand.
When others passed by, they were disgusted, as if it was a beggar with a smell, but this was not the case, there was no smell, it was just because of the heavy rain and muddy splashes attached to it, and it was clear that it could be clear.
However, there is no water for the time being, so it is naturally impossible to clean.
This is Chen Zong!
On the field, Chen Zong stopped and walked, and it took several days and nights to get out, and came to this city, ready to enter the city to rest, after all, the dry food carried by his body had been eaten, and this ordinary body had to eat to ensure strength and survival.
When he entered the city, he did not encounter any obstacles, but after entering the city, Chen Zong's appearance would inevitably attract the attention of many people.
As he walked, Chen Zong paused, because he heard the shouting full of the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes, and saw the crowd crowded in a circle, he walked over curiously to take a look, and was stunned.
It was a shirtless man, with muscles bulging, as if he had been tempered in steel, his expression was solemn, and he was lucky, and the muscles bulged up, as if they were full of explosive power.
Immediately, when the luck was finished, he exhaled and opened his voice, and his arms suddenly reached forward, and he suddenly grabbed a half-human-high stone, his eyes widened, the muscles of his arms swelled, and the green tendons bulged like snakes, as if he was swimming.
"Hah!"
With a loud shout, the man squatted down and steadied himself, immediately picked up the big stone, and then lifted it above his head.
"That's amazing. ”
"That stone, it must weigh two or three hundred pounds, and it was lifted all at once. ”
"What a samurai. ”
The surrounding audience was amazed one by one, as if they were shocked that the man was able to lift two or three hundred catties of stones, which in Chen Zong's opinion, was such an incredible thing.
Two or three hundred pounds!
What's that?
"Could it be that in this world, there is no so-called cultivation?" Chen Zong couldn't help but secretly guess.
If this is the case, then with the strength of his body, I am afraid that there will be no danger.
Before, Chen Zong was still worried about one thing, that is, he did not cultivate, if he met a master with cultivation, it was difficult to say whether he was an opponent.
Now it seems that his worries are unnecessary.
Of course, Chen Zong is not sure what it is, after all, his understanding of this world is very shallow.
After a few more glances, the man lifted the big knife in the corner of the wall and performed a set of knife techniques, the knife skills looked like they were swordsmany, and they seemed to be amazing, but in Chen Zong's eyes, they were rough, even so, they caused the screams and exclamations of the surrounding audience, and they got a lot of rewards for this.
But for some reason, Chen Zong felt a kind of sadness and sadness.
Shaking his head, Chen Zong withdrew from the crowd and continued to walk forward, and after walking some distance, he saw someone performing again, also known as a samurai.
"What the hell is going on?" Chen Zong felt at a loss. , but the stomach suddenly growled.
Hungry!
Chen Zong hadn't eaten all day, no matter what the world was like, it was better to find something to fill his stomach first, and then talk about it, it happened that not far away, there was a restaurant.
"Where did the beggars come from?" the restaurant was by the window, and the gorgeously dressed people were full of disdain.
"It's ...... Ascetic samurai. The other man at the table hesitated, not sure.
"Samurai...... Even if it's a samurai, no matter how powerful it is, I don't have to kneel down obediently when I throw the money over. The richly dressed man smirked disdainfully.
In this era, there is no so-called extraordinary strength, samurai are just a group of people who polish their bodies and hone their martial arts, they have superior strength and speed and skills than ordinary people, and have extraordinary strength, and can do it with one against two, against ten or even more.
But even the legendary strongest samurai who can defeat a thousand with one enemy, known as the super existence of the martial saint, can not escape the limitations of mortals, and will still be born, old, sick and die, and also need to eat three meals a day and sleep late at night.
After all, samurai are just a group of ordinary people who pursue personal power.
In this era, almost the vast majority of samurai have become the guards of those families or wealthy merchants, etc., but the name is different, but the essence is the same.
Even though he is a martial saint in this country, his status seems to be very high, but in the final analysis, he is not serving the country.
In the eyes of the common people, the powerful samurai, with superior force, are high, but in the eyes of those rich people, the samurai is a high-level thug.
"You...... Come here, put on a show, and if I'm satisfied, I'll give you some reward as appropriate. As if he wanted to show his superiority, the gorgeously dressed young man picked up a piece of melon and fruit on the table and threw it out of the window and at Chen Zong.
Chen Zong seemed to have realized something, and avoided it lightly.
"It seems that I have some ability, come, give Ben Shao a good performance, perform well, Ben Shao will be rewarded. The gorgeously dressed young man seemed to be a little interested, and shouted at Chen Zong under the window again, his voice was very loud, attracting the attention of many people.
"That's the second son of the Liu family, I'm going to tease those warriors again. ”
"The second son has a superb status, and it is an honor to be teased by him. ”
Chen Zong looked up and happened to see the young man in gorgeous clothes, with oily hair and powdery face, but he was staring at himself with a condescending attitude, as if he was high above and full of superiority.
That look made Chen Zong feel disgusted, and his eyes burst out with a cold glow, like a sharp sword breaking through the air, shooting everything.
Liu Ergongzi was stunned for a moment, as if he had been pierced through his eyes, and with a scream, he leaned back and knocked over the wine on the table.
Immediately, he also realized that his reaction was very embarrassing, and he was embarrassed, and he was immediately irritable and angry.
"You...... Kneel down and kowtow immediately and beg for mercy, otherwise, Ben Shao will make you worse off than dead. Liu Ergongzi got up suddenly, leaned out of the window, and pointed at Chen Zong angrily, saliva splashed, and his face was full of murderous intent.
Although he has not killed anyone with his own hands, Liu Ergongzi has commanded his subordinates to kill many people.
Outside the restaurant, the faces of the people who were originally attracted to watch suddenly changed greatly, and they retreated one after another, for fear of being implicated.
"You're looking for death!" Chen Zong suddenly became angry, and a trace of murderous intent permeated from the depths of his heart.
When did an ordinary person who didn't have any cultivation and have weak muscles and bones, dare to speak to himself like this.
"What a guts, dare to disobey the son. A loud shout was like thunder, and suddenly, a tall and sturdy figure leaped out of the wide window, like a big stone, and fell heavily towards Chen Zong, the momentum was amazing, as if to press Chen Zong into a meat patty.
The momentum was oppressive, very amazing, and there was even a flash of knife light, Chen Zong's feet slid as if he were sliding on the ice, and he avoided the opponent's blow in an understatement.
"Liu Er, break his two legs and drag him to me to kowtow and apologize. Liu Ergongzi suddenly shouted.
The strong man with a big knife is his bodyguard Liu Er, a warrior trained by the Liu family, born with a strong body, one arm can lift two hundred pounds of heavy objects, after practicing martial arts, his strength is amazing, and he once killed a strong buffalo with one punch.
Liu Er's eyes are like copper bells, fierce and vicious, and his murderous aura is amazing, but he has shot for Liu Ergongzi and killed many people who are not pleasing to the eye.
"Good. Liu Er's voice sounded like thunder, and then his thick legs and feet stepped out, charging out like a bison, and the big knife weighing more than thirty catties in his hand brought a terrifying wind howling, and the knife light Huo Huo was extremely dazzling, and he slashed down fiercely, as if a knife was going to split the mountain.
The crowd in the distance was even more shocked.
This Liu Er is in the city, but he is a famous samurai.
That ascetic warrior is dead, this time, it will definitely be miserable.
will break his legs, drag him to the second son and beg for mercy, and will be severely humiliated and then tortured to death.
Thinking about the past, those who know can't help but turn pale, and some of the timid have closed their eyes and dare not look.
"Isn't that Liu Huan's guard?"
Not far from the window of another restaurant, there were also people sitting, attracted by the sound, and suddenly stunned.
"Liu Huan instructed the guards to kill people again, and that's what he did. ”
The knife looked amazing, at least to the rest of the world.
But in Chen Zong's eyes, this knife is nothing, of course, the speed is not slow, and the strength is also very strong, but it looks rough, at least in the eyes of Chen Zong's superb realm, it is full of flaws.
Chen Zong didn't move, in the eyes of others, he was scared stupid, and he couldn't react at all, the second son Liu Huan couldn't help but show a cruel smile, and was already thinking, how to torture this ascetic warrior who didn't know the height of the sky in the future, and dared to offend himself by disobedience.
Liu Er's face was even more hideous, extremely ruthless.
At the moment when the sword light fell, a sword light that was extremely sharp suddenly lit up, but it was too fast, extremely fast, like a flash of light in the sky, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Even a powerful warrior like Liu Er felt like an illusion, not to mention other ordinary people, who could only glimpse a very vague glimpse of a flash of light.
But I saw that Liu Er's slash was slightly stunned, and then it fell weakly in front of Chen Zong, Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged and intact, but Liu Er's eyebrows didn't know when there was a blood hole, and blood mixed with brain plasma was gurgling out.
Chen Zong's footsteps moved slightly, and Liu Er's eyes were wide and full of incredible fear and he fell forward, his strong body smashed on the hard ground, as if a big drum was beating, and the dust flew away, and everyone only felt that the ground was shaking, and their minds were blank.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know, there seems to be only one light. ”
"Dead ...... It's dead, Liu Er is actually dead......"
The people around were shocked and shocked.
Liu Er...... Liu Er ......" Liu Huan also reacted, his face changed greatly and he exclaimed in surprise, but he didn't get any response, and then pointed at Chen Zong in shock, anger and fear, his fingers trembling again and again: "You...... You...... What are you...... What kind of magic are you resorting to......"