Because the Shemo people claim to be descendants of Pangu, a mythological figure from ancient times, and Xuantiance is from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.
Therefore, the two should not be related, and it is not easy to go to that no man's land again.
Then your climate is far more severe than you imagine. The last time Yang Xuan successfully parachuted, in addition to his own skills, he also relied on a third of luck.
So there was no need for him to take the risk.
Yang Xuan gently rubbed the back of the Tiance sword, then stood up and swung the sword with a swish sound, and then used a set of airtight sword techniques.
If someone who doesn't understand martial arts sees his sword skills, he will definitely think that these sword skills are extremely exquisite.
But if someone who knows a little bit about martial arts saw it, they would definitely laugh out loud.
Because besides being faster, Yang Xuan's set of sword skills is simply about cutting at random.
There is nothing that can be done about it. In fact, it is not that Yang Xuan does not understand the sword technique, but that after practicing the sword technique to a certain level, he returns to his original nature and breaks it into pieces.
In the true peak state, the final competition is not the moves, but the absolute strength and speed.
So strictly speaking, Yang Xuan had actually forgotten all about those so-called moves.
However, this Tiance knife is extremely strange. Although it is extremely sharp, it always feels weird every time I use it.
Xiao Ziyi said before that a weapon that has truly reached the spiritual level must be used with matching secrets. Otherwise, the spiritual weapon will fight against its owner and the power it exerts will not be as powerful as an ordinary weapon. If it is not done well, it will be attacked.
Backlash.
"What the hell, what a piece of shit!"
Yang Xuan cursed at Tiance Dao angrily.
Unexpectedly, the sword seemed to sense Yang Xuan's dissatisfaction. The blade suddenly buzzed, and something like an electric current penetrated Yang Xuan's body instantly.
"Damn it, you really understand what I'm saying. Sorry, okay, look at how petty you are!"
Yang Xuan was frightened, and then he carefully put away the Tiance knife.
Before breaking through the wordless heavenly book, I'm afraid I can't use the Tiance sword again, otherwise it will lose its temper and kill me, which would be too cowardly.
"Oh, it seems we can only let nature take its course!"
Yang Xuan let out a long sigh, raised his head and smiled bitterly in the air, "Senior Sword Master, I can only rely on you to perform better when the time comes."
The next period of time was uneventful, and Yang Xuan lived a leisurely life. He and his wife loved each other, and he went out for a drink occasionally. He couldn't be too happy.
Until that night, at a food stall by the river, an old man in ragged clothes walked up to a table of several men and said with cautious and trembling hands, "Masters, please give me something to eat."
Several men at that table were drinking and fist-fighting. One of them spoke with a pure northern accent and said impatiently, "Get away from those stinky beggars. Don't ruin your fun!"
Perhaps the old beggar was too hungry, so he begged persistently, "I don't want money, I just want a bite to eat, please do me a favor!"
"Oh shit, fuck you, didn't you hear me telling you to get out!"
One person suddenly became furious and raised his hand to strike.
"stop!"
A man with a crew cut next to him raised his hand to stop, then took out a few big bills from his pocket and threw them into the old beggar's bowl.
"Thank you, thank you!"
The old beggar was so excited that his eyes were red.
"Brother, why are you giving him money? A slap in the face will make this stinky thing honest."
The person next to me said somewhat displeased.
The flat-headed man said in a deep voice, "Have you forgotten our mission to Nanjiang? The leader told us not to cause trouble!"
The man next to him muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's impossible to complete this task. It's just a formality. Han Chunlin's old dog can really handle it."
"I feel that he doesn't even know who killed the young master. He is just trying to use the help of our Dark Horse family to avenge him."
"Shut up!"
The crew-cut man said in a deep voice, "You fucking think you're the only one who understands, don't you?"
"Listen, if you still want to live, you should stop saying these words in the future. Even if it's just going through the motions, we have to do our best."
"Besides, don't you like the happy life of eating and drinking here every day without having to fight or kill?"
The man scratched his head and chuckled, "That's right, hehe."
This group of people are members of the Black Horse family of horse bandits in Northeast China.
A while ago, Han Chunlin suddenly came to them and said he knew who the murderer of the young master was.
But the premise is that he must help him avenge himself before he is willing to reveal the whereabouts of the real murderer.
There are dozens of people on his revenge list. In addition to the backbones of Zeng and Xiong families, there is also Yang Xuan.
For Guo Feihu, the leader of the Black Horse family, it is not difficult to destroy these people.
But the situation is different now. He is leading the Black Horse family to rebel, trying to destroy the Qingma family and replace them, becoming the leader of the entire horse banditry.
So in this case, there was no way to find extra people to handle this matter, and he didn't want to cause more trouble at this juncture.
But Han Chunlin refused to speak, so Guo Feihu had no choice but to send a team of people to Nanjiang to show off to Han Chunlin.
The crew cut man and others came here specially to help Han Chunlin "revenge".
Of course they also knew the purpose of this trip, which was actually just a round trip at public expense. Han Chunlin couldn't see him anyway, so they could just find some excuse to fool him when they got back.
"This man!"
At this time, the old beggar came back again.
This time, even the crew-cut man was a little impatient. He frowned and said, "You're so greedy. I've already given you money. What else will you do here?"
"Sir, you misunderstood, I'm not here to ask for money from you."
As the old beggar spoke, he took out something wrapped in rags from his arms and said, "Although I am a beggar, I also know how to repay kindness."
"You have been so kind to me, and I have nothing to repay. This is a gadget I picked up on the river beach before. If you don't mind it, please accept it."
After everyone heard this, they burst out laughing.
"Oh, let me go, you are a beggar and you still give gifts to others? Hahahaha, boss, he is laughing at you!"
All the horse bandits laughed.
The face of the flat-headed man suddenly darkened, and he said in a cold voice, "Old man, are you looking for death?"
"No, no, no, please don't misunderstand me!"
The old beggar quickly explained, "I also know that this thing is not valuable, but I saw that the pattern on it is somewhat similar to the tattoo on your arm."
The old beggar pointed to the three-eyed horse head tattoo on the flat-headed man's arm, while slowly unwrapping the rags in his hand layer by layer, pointing to a wooden sign inside and saying, "Look, these two patterns are exactly the same!"
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