As a legendary swordsman, although Hante's ability is all about swords, it does not mean that he knows nothing in other aspects. In fact, if he only talks about stealth ability, Hante is not much worse than the second awakening assassin!

As they approached the center of the strange phenomena in the world little by little, the shouts of killing became clearer and clearer. Could it be that two groups of people actually appeared faster than themselves and found this treasure that was born first and fought for it?

Hanter frowned and became a little confused.?

The "contract" is clearly written. Legendary strong people are not allowed to attack mortals unless mortals take the lead in provoking legendary strong people. Of course, this "provoking" includes but is not limited to attacking legendary strong people.

(Do you have to pretend to be weak and be hit by these guys a few times?)

An idea popped up in Hante's mind, but was instantly denied by him. As a sword cultivator, Hante naturally had his own arrogance and threw away his integrity for a treasure... Is it worth it?

Hanter was confused, but he didn't stop and bypassed another big tree.

As soon as he walked around a big tree, a figure squatting on the canopy and was shooting a cold arrow very vulgarly. The next second, Hanter's eyes instantly focused on the waist of the figure.

So cheap!

Bah, I mean, a good sword!

Hanter couldn't even move his eyes, the quaint but secretly hilt of the sword, the smooth sword body, the gentle sword blade as cold as autumn water...

In an instant, Hante's saliva flowed out. The sword cultivator was arrogant, but the sword cultivator loved swords even more!

Sawyer naturally could not ignore such a fierce gaze. Just as Hant was squatting beside the tree and drooling, Sawyer had already turned around and looked at Hant, and suddenly frowned: This guy looks so naughty!

That's right? I saw this guy squatting on the ground, half of his body hidden behind him, supporting one hand between his legs, while the other arm was behind him, and he didn't know where he was touching. His head looked up forty-five degrees, his eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and a line of crystal saliva was sliding down from the corner of his mouth...

What a standard look at the bottom of the skirt! It would be a pity if you don’t go to the island country!

Hey? Wait, the direction of this sight...

Sawyer looked down at his crotch and suddenly shivered, and his goose bumps all over his body. Although he is handsome, you shouldn't look up at me like such a fool!

I'll go! You'll still see it!

Without saying a word, Saoya hooked the bowstring with both fingers on his right hand, turned around, and instantly pulled the bowstring with the force of his waist. With a buzzing sound, a long arrow flew away like a meteor, and the arrow pointed directly at the mischievous man's... tip!

Well, although their eyes are very vulgar, they will not be punished until they die, right?

It seemed that he felt the trajectory of the arrow. The perverted man's muscles stiffened, but he quickly relaxed. He even lowered his head slightly and let several flowing heads pass the arrow.

"Hey! Have you seen enough?"

Sawyer shouted angrily, now that the overall situation on the front line has been decided, only Alanwen and a few mages are still fighting stubbornly, and they can't make any troubles. He happened to chat with this "dampered man" and just pretend to relax.

That's a "dreamman"! What a great profession!

I thought the fool would retreat in embarrassment, but at most he made a few quibbling words, but unexpectedly he stood up and walked out from behind the tree. The words were justified: "No!"

Sawy's expression at that time was like this: Σ(°△°)︴

A fool almost fell from the tree. The maniac was so confident that he was looking for a fight!

But before Sawyer could speak, the "dream man" spoke again: "Good sword, how about selling me?"

A bad sword?!

When Sawyer lowered his head, he happened to see the Iliga Sword hanging around his waist. He immediately understood that this "dream man" was really a "dream man", but he was a sword maniac!

"Sorry, not for sale."

Sawy shrugged, turned over and jumped out of the tree, turned around and wanted to leave. Since the other party was a swordsman, he had nothing to worry about.

However, as soon as Sawyer took two steps, he heard the voice of the sword cynical man coming from behind again: "What if I have to buy it?"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful aura exploded from behind Saoya, which immediately staggered. If it weren't for the "existence" rule that instantly blessed his body, maybe he could have crushed Saoya to the ground in that moment!

Sawyer suddenly became angry, you actually attacked!

Sawyer twisted his body, exerted force on his waist, and his body suddenly straightened when he turned to Hant, his eyes widened, and he immediately shouted, "Senior, you have something to discuss!"

"Since you are so ignorant...what would you say?"

Hanter was stunned. Where is the promised integrity?!

Just now, seeing Soya just staggeringly withstood his own pressure, and there was a vague power of rules on his body. Hanter immediately classified Soya into the ranks of geniuses like him, and by the way, he also believed that as a genius, he must be arrogant, but as a result...

Hanter can only say that this bend is a bit urgent, and the old driver also dodged his waist!

Sawyer said that the thing of integrity will be full after a night of sleep when Hant was surprised and puzzled, and the thing of life will be gone when he faces the legendary powerful man!

"So, did you agree to sell it?"

Hanter rubbed his forehead helplessly, always feeling that his wake-up posture was not right today, and it was very strange to encounter anything.

Sawyer answered firmly: "Don't sell!"

"Then what else is there to discuss!!!"

Hanter immediately roared. You said it was easy to discuss, but you refused so decisively. What about playing with me?!

"It's for your own good if you don't sell it," Sawyer shrugged: "This sword was given to me by the Elf King, if you have the courage, just take it!"

"Elf King?" Hanter frowned: "When will the elves have a king?"

Made, what a rustic guy!

Sawyer immediately started to curse in his heart. When he showed the background, he was most afraid of meeting someone. He was not a guy with a stronger background than you. When he met such a person, he could show each other's background, and at least he could sit down and talk in a friendly manner. After all, everyone has a background, and maybe his thighs are still from the same country.

What you fear most at this time is the kind of errant who has no background and is still a rustic man. Do you have a background? Sorry, I haven't heard of it. Who knows if you are scaring me? No matter how big your background is, you just recognize one thing, and nothing you say is useless.
Chapter completed!