How strong was the Jackdaw Sword Master's ability to pull hatred when he was young?

Roger couldn't help but spit out.

Dozens of dead and disabled apprentices have not been able to appease everyone's hatred for him, how many people has he killed on the way to rise?

Roger didn't squeak, his eyes calmly glanced at the other party.

It was an old man who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, with gray sideburns, deep wrinkles on his face, and a brown samurai suit on his body, and his style was somewhat different from that of the children of the Barberry Sword House.

A flash of clarity flashed in his eyes, and Roger knew that this was a certain force attached to the command of the Funiu Sword Lu.

It looks like it should have been heard by others during the briefing.

Roger didn't answer, and the old man opposite had a murderous look on his face.

"Why don't you answer?"

"Aren't you a student of the Jackdaw Sword Master?"

Roger nodded.

"I am."

"Khooth!"

"Then draw your sword!" The old man on the opposite side roared and drew the weapon in his hand.

"Even after all these years, I still remember my father's death in front of my eyes, and now, it's time to make that person pay!"

In the face of the murderous aura coming to his face, Roger didn't take any defensive measures, he just stood there with a relaxed demeanor, his eyes scanning calmly.

"Do you think I'll let you go if you don't do it?"

The old man sneered.

Seeing the expression on his face, Roger's eyes showed a hint of coldness.

"The teacher killed your father, why don't you go to Hanchuan to seek revenge on him personally?"

"You are afraid of death, but you don't want to admit this fact, so you plan to use my life to prove your filial piety, is that so?"

Roger spoke.

Hearing his words, the face of the old man opposite first swelled, and then turned iron-blue.

Quack!

He gritted his teeth.

"I'll go to Hankawa, but not now, wait for me ......"

"Wait until you've accumulated enough strength?"

Roger sneered.

"Are you dreaming? Given you another 300 years, will you have a chance to reach the level of the Sword Master? ”

"I'm sorry, I forgot one thing, even if you become a sword master, you won't have a chance."

"There are many sword masters, but there is only one jackdaw sword master."

The old man's face turned from blue to white, and he held the weapon in his hand as if he was about to launch a brazen attack in the next second.

Roger didn't plan to learn about the past experiences and grievances of the Jackdaw Sword Master, and in the process, many of the right and wrong were already indistinguishable.

In fact, after coming into contact with the otherworld, Roger knew that true right and wrong were not that important.

It is only natural that murder pays for life.

can transfer hatred and graft it onto him, the so-called disciple......

He didn't want to think about whether he should or shouldn't do it, and he didn't want to bear the inexplicable hatred, but if he was defenseless, the other party still chose to make a move......

"This is Qinglu Mountain!"

A voice came, and Roger looked up to see a young man in a blue shirt striding towards him.

The young man is burly and has a deep appearance, and others may not feel it very well, but Roger can see a little mixed blood feeling in the other party's facial features.

Sure enough, it is not groundless, some rumors still have a certain factual basis, of course, it is too arbitrary to make a judgment based on just a little appearance.

"We belong to the Sword House, but I don't think any force can stop a samurai's desire for revenge."

The old man spoke, and although his tone was tough, his right hand holding the sword was slightly relaxed.

"I don't care what grievances you have, but on this mountain, the rules of the Sword House are the law, and now he is our guest."

The young man replied coldly.

"Good, good!"

"I'll wait, wait for him to come down!"

The old man put away his weapon, glanced at Roger viciously, and then turned to leave.

"Come with me, the guests of Hanchuan."

The young man spoke, "Teacher, they are waiting for you. ”

"Call me Roger."

Roger and Chinatsu Sunset follow in the footsteps of the young man.

"Kitagawa Katsu."

The young man replied.

Roger nodded, and the information of the young man in front of him flashed through his mind.

According to Morita Michihiro, Barberry has a total of four sword master-level powerhouses, but according to the rules, only one can be called the master.

There are other peaks around Qinglu Mountain.

In addition to the Barberry Sword Lord Nobuhiko Kitagawa, there are three other people who are in charge of the internal affairs of the Sword House.

These three people are known as the Three Peaks Lord.

They are Chiyoko Miyazawa, Tsuyoshi Saito, and Nanichiro Ishida.

There are many disciples under each of them, and after stepping into the Sword House, Roger saw more than several times more Sword House warriors than in Hanchuan.

And that's just the main peak, and if you add the other three, the number is even more staggering.

The current owner of the Barberry Sword is named Nobuhiko Kitagawa, and he has no heirs of his own, but has adopted several children as his students.

The Kitagawa Katsu in front of me is one of them.

"This is Qinglu Mountain, everything must abide by the rules of the Funiu Sword House, the person who provoked you just now is named Honda Akira, decades ago, his father was killed by the Jackdaw Sword Master in a battle."

Kitagawa Katsu, who was walking in front, suddenly spoke.

"Is it a fair duel?"

Roger asked.

"Sort of, there was a little accident in the process of the duel......"

Kitagawa Katsu sighed.

"At that time, the Jackdaw Sword Master was already famous, and although he did not receive the great honor and recognition he has now, he was almost considered a leading figure among the younger generation."

"How many of the battles between samurai are for honor?"

Kitagawa sneered.

"At that time, the winner was already decided, but when Hondaaki's father failed, he launched a sneak attack at the same time that the Jackdaw Sword Master returned to the sheath."

"Naturally, the results go without saying."

"He was beheaded by the Jackdaw Sword Master, and died tragically on the spot."

"Because of this incident, Honda Akira himself has also been affected a little, and he has always wanted to clear his father's reputation as a sneak attacker."

Speaking of this, Kitagawa Katsu slowed down slightly.

"If I were you, I would grant his dueling request, and the battle that was approved by both sides would be justified by the Barberry Sword House."

"Otherwise, after you leave Qinglu Mountain, he will definitely seek revenge on you, and then you will no longer face him alone."

Roger didn't squeak, and Kitagawa Katsu thought he was scared, so he shook his head gently.

"I know you must have heard something, and to be honest, no one knows why the Jackdaw Sword Master is so happy to take on disciples, but since you've come this far, let's look ahead."

"Good luck!" After speaking, he stopped and pointed to the hall in the distance, "We have arrived!" ”

Naturally, she couldn't follow Roger into the hall, and Roger walked into the main hall alone.

As his name suggests, Tsuyoto Saito, with his hair dark, sits there like a mad lion, and Chiyoko Miyazawa is the only woman among the four, wearing clothes similar to the Tang costume that Roger had seen in his previous life.

It's just that the style is more concise.

It's also cooler.

Roger couldn't help but take a few more looks.

When he entered the house, Nanichiro Ishida and the Barberry Sword Master were talking about something, and stopped talking when he saw Roger come in.

At first, it was naturally a formulaic greeting, and there was no nutrition, and after three or five sentences, Roger directly took out the short knife handed to him by Morita Michihiro.

"It's ......"

The Barberry Sword Master is burly, although he is old and charming, he is not as attractive as he was back then, and in the face of him, Roger did not feel that aggressive momentum at all.

"The teacher said, this is your hope."

Roger repeated.

This is a sentence that Michihiro Morita specially told him before leaving, and he must repeat it truthfully word for word.

"Our hopes?"

The Barberry Sword Master's face changed suddenly, and the others that Roger noticed also glanced at each other quickly.

He took the short knife from Roger's hand, his fingers sliding over the lines on the knife, and did not break the ban rashly, and he did not raise his head until a long time later.

"Can you give me a moment?"

"Of course."

Roger understood what the other party meant.

"Ah Sheng, take the guests to rest."

Kitagawa walked in and nodded in salute, then motioned for Roger to leave the hall with him.

After the two left, the hall became silent, and the Barberry Sword Master put the short knife on the table but said nothing.

"What's going on lately?"

"There are always people who like to say strange things."

Saito pouted.

"Hope?"

"He knows what our hopes are?"

He sneered.

The Barberry Sword Lord didn't squeak, and when he realized this problem, everyone's faces sank slightly.

"Yes, the Jackdaw Sword Master knows our secrets, and knows what we desperately want?"

"It can't be!"

Saito just took the case.

"After so many years, generation after generation of hard work, what does he know?"

"You told him?"

Saito Tsuyoshi let out a low roar.

"No, it's not me, it's the teacher."

The expression on the face of the Barberry Sword Lord changed, as if he was remembering something, "Do you remember that duel many years ago?" ”

"The strongest spear and the strongest shield?"

Chiyoko Miyanori asked.

"Yes, I was watching the battle from the sidelines at that time, it was originally a close match, but in the process of the battle, the Jackdaw Sword Lord temporarily broke through, and the combat power increased explosively."

"Suddenly, the teacher failed to control the fluctuations of the guardian spirit, and the Jackdaw Sword Master saw the true form of our guardian spirit."

The Barberry Sword Lord sighed.

"He saw it, so he knew!"

"He knows we're from ......"

"Shut up!"

The Barberry Sword Master roared violently, interrupting Saito Gang's next words, realizing his gaffe, Saito Tsuyoshi also sat down with a slight change in his face.

"Let's open it and take a look."

Miyanori Chiyoko said.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

The barberry sword master stretched out a finger, and a faint spiritual power knocked on the middle of the hilt.

There was a crisp click, like a fragile egg being cracked, and the progress on the short line shattered instantly, and the lines wrapped around the surface were quickly absorbed into the sword body.

Immediately after, a surprising scene happened.

The weapon placed on the table stretched out like a living thing, and the next second the short sword on the table suddenly disappeared, and there was a wriggling cloud of black smoke in the place where the weapon was originally placed.

"What is this?"

"Is this thing alive?"

"No, it's not just that!" The Barberry Sword Lord frowned and pondered.

Then he suddenly reached out and plunged into the black smoke like lightning, and when he pulled it back, the black smoke poured into his body like a tide, winding upwards along his fingers, and the strange lines crawled until his wrist was completely stopped.

"Nobuhiko!"

Miyanori Chiyoko's face changed.

"Don't be nervous, I'm fine!"

"What do you see?" The Barberry Sword Lord asked.

"What the hell is this? Is it a sword? ”

"It's part of the Three-Legged Raven's Guardian Spirit, it's given life, and the sword is nothing more than an outward form."

Nanichiro Ishida, who had not spoken, said.

A gleam flashed in his eyes, "This thing is obviously not finished yet, but it is in the right direction, maybe, maybe it can really solve our problems!" ”

"Sounds like that, at least it's a lot more reliable than the guys before it." Chiyoko Miyanori also agreed.

"In that case, why don't you ask him about his purpose."

"As far as I know, the Jackdaw Sword Master is not a guy who can do selfless dedication."

Saito snorted coldly.

"Okay."

The Barberry Sword Lord nodded.

He tapped lightly on the table, and when he looked up again, the expression on his face had changed.

"What we just talked about......"

Before the words fell, everyone's faces became nervous.

In fact, even if Roger represents the entire Hanchuan, his identity and strength will not alarm all the high-level leaders of the Funiu Sword Mansion.

This can only be said to be a coincidence.

Not long ago, when the news was conveyed here, all the high-level officials of the Funiu Sword Mansion gathered together, and there were already important matters to discuss.

Saito just retracted his huge body back into the chair, and Chiyoko Miyanori's face showed a hint of complexity, only the expression on Nanichiro Ishida's face was the strangest.

He struggled for a few moments before he jerked his head up.

"Is there no other possibility?"

"After all, every single one of them is excellent!"

"Impossible!"

The Barberry Sword Lord flatly refused.

"I think you know better than anyone the result of the leak of the news, this is an iron law, it is a forbidden area!"

"After all, that's how we came back then!"

The Barberry Sword Master's voice was indifferent, and at this time he was decisive in killing, not at all gentle when facing Roger.

"I know, but even if one survives......"

Nanichiro Ishida is still unwilling.

"I am responsible for this matter, and I failed to take a good look at my disciple......

Chiyoko Miyazawa suddenly spoke, but before she could finish speaking, she was indifferently interrupted by the Lord of the Barberry Sword.

"Of course you are responsible, Cardinal is your disciple, right under your nose, you may not be able to find out that two people have a private affair."

"But they stole something important, and you didn't even know anything!?"

Chiyoko Miyanori took a deep breath and lowered her head.

"Is there anything else possible?"

"Even if you leave one."

Nanichiro Ishida is still fighting.

The Barberry Sword Lord sighed, he closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "If you have a choice, which one do you want to keep?" ”

For a moment, the eyes of the others fell on Nanichiro Ishida's face.

Nanichiro Ishida's face changed, hesitating and struggling, remorseful, angry.

Eventually, he let out a long sigh.

"Let Ah Hai live."

"He is a man, even if his strength is not good, he can help Jianlu create value in other aspects."

After saying this, he glanced at Chiyoko Miyazawa.

"I'm sorry, I have to give up the cardinals."

Miyanori Chiyoko didn't speak, just lowered her head silently.

"Okay, that's all for now."

The Barberry Sword Master knocked on the table, "Go back and take care of the disciples under the door, and at the same time pay attention to the blocking news, I want to talk to that Roger alone." ”