Chapter 611 Not everyone has the opportunity to beg for mercy
"My dear, please forgive me, I don't dare to think about the sword of light anymore!"
The bearded man was scared.
The snow-white blade raised high, and Zhang Xiaozu's cold voice without any emotion, gave him a strong hunch that as long as he dared to say that he had thoughts about the Sword of Light, even if he just nodded, the sword in Zhang Xiaozu's hand would be gone.
Will chop it down without hesitation.
Compared with a small life, face and dignity, bullshit sword of light, go to hell.
With a mournful face, he begged Zhang Xiaopu for mercy in the most humble manner.
"Sure enough, your life is the most important."
"get out!"
Zhang Xiaozu sneered, cursed "Get lost", and kicked the bearded man into the rushing river.
The bearded man felt that he was too shameless to see others, so he dove into the water and slipped away with the current.
Zhang Xiaozu raised his head and drank the last sip of wine from the jug, threw away the jug, stood with his sword across his body, and shouted to the people on the other side: "Who else wants to seize the Sword of Light? Come over here!"
The sound was like rolling thunder, causing the waves on the river to surge, and making the cultivators on the other side panic and turn pale.
One person with one sword has the courage to be invincible.
"We want to seize the Sword of Light, what does that have to do with you?" Someone in the crowd roared.
Little did he know that saying such words would weaken his own momentum.
It's even equivalent to giving in.
"Joke!" Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes widened angrily, and he asked with a sneer: "If it has nothing to do with me, what are you doing after following me for a whole day? Are you eating farts?"
"Boy, don't be arrogant! There are so many of us, if we attack in groups, we can chop you into pieces in an instant!" Someone warned Zhang Xiaopeng.
Zhang Xiaozu hooked his hand at the man and said contemptuously: "Come here, chop one and let me see? Trash, coward!"
"A scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated, Zhang Xiaopeng, you and I are at odds with each other!" The man turned livid with anger. He waved the sword in his hand, jumped up and down to fight Zhang Xiaopeng, and encouraged the others at the top of his voice: "Brothers, come together,
Grab him and ask him about Zhou Jianlai's whereabouts! Kill him!"
But he shouted at the top of his lungs for a long time, but in the end he cried out that he was lonely.
No one rushed forward with him, no one held him back from rushing forward, and no one even made a sound to stop the fight, so he jumped to the riverside and was embarrassed when no one followed him.
There.
Continue to move forward, fearing that Zhang Xiaopeng will chop off his head with a knife, so he dare not go.
It would be really shameless to go back.
He looked at the rushing river in front of him, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and plunged in with a splash.
"——" A group of people were stunned.
"Zhang Xiaopeng, the Sword of Light is a treasure in the world. If we don't snatch it, others will. Since Zhou Jianlai has lost all his cultivation and has no ability to keep the Sword of Light, why not let go? But you must know that ordinary people are not guilty of harboring the sword.
Forcing the Sword of Light will only bring disaster to him." Someone shouted.
Zhang Xiaopou nodded and said: "You are right, if you don't rob others, you will rob them, so you have to kill chickens to scare monkeys, and kill them until no one dares to rob them."
"Haha, everyone in the world is greedy, can you kill them all?"
"Then kill one and save the other." Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Young boy with a yellow mouth, you have such a strong tone!" A hunchbacked old man wearing a black cloth jacket walked out of the crowd. He glanced at Zhang Xiaopou coldly, and then asked the crowd behind him:
"Everyone, can it be that there are so many of us just standing here and letting this little kid with a hairy mouth laugh and scold us? We are all well-known figures in the martial arts world. If word spreads, won't we be laughed at?
Losing big teeth?”
"Old Huang, your cultivation is unparalleled and your fighting power is boundless. Hurry up and teach this yellow-mouthed kid a lesson." Someone recognized the hunchbacked old man and immediately shouted.
"Haha, this old man is only half-powerful. How dare he claim that his cultivation is unparalleled and his combat power is boundless? I don't dare." The hunchbacked old man stroked his long beard and shook his head in self-deprecation. However, the raised corners of his mouth and the arrogant eyes made him uneasy.
There is no trace of humility at all.
He looked around and then said: "The reason why everyone is standing still is not because they are afraid of this kid, but because they are worried that the mantis will catch the cicada and the oriole behind them."
"What Mr. Huang said is absolutely true." Someone immediately echoed, saying: "No one wants to risk their lives to go up there, only to end up making wedding clothes for others. What can Mr. Huang do?"
"There is no good way, but there is a stupid way."
"Old Huang, please tell me."
"I can take action to restrain this kid with a yellow mouth, but if I want a cup of tea, no matter whether I ask about Zhou Jianlai's whereabouts or not, I will step aside and leave this kid with a yellow mouth to your disposal."
"no!"
"A cup of tea takes too long."
When the hunchbacked old man told his stupid idea, someone immediately came out to object.
"One cup of tea takes too long, so half a cup of tea." The hunchbacked old man took a step back.
The crowd was silent.
Apparently, the hunchbacked old man's clumsy method moved their hearts.
The silence caused a proud smile to appear on the hunchbacked old man's face. He knew that his plan was successful, but he was not in a hurry, but deliberately waited for a while before asking: "Do you agree with this stupid method of the old man?"
"Okay, just follow Mr. Huang's wishes."
"Yeah, okay."
"I agree."
One after another, people spoke out in favor, and a few opposed it. Those who agreed were immediately silenced by the words "You go ahead, go ahead." There were also many people who remained on the sidelines.
Jiang Han, Ye Shisan, Nian Lifu and other masters were either watching or watching the show, but they were not in a hurry to take action.
They thought Zhang Xiaopou was too crazy and didn't understand why he could challenge nearly a thousand masters.
But you must know that those who are not strong enough have already been scared away in the imperial capital.
Among the rest, the least cultivated ones are in the sixth level of the sea realm, and there are at least seven half-step experts like the hunchbacked old man in the ninth level of the sea realm.
This is just an enemy on the surface.
There are also those who are hiding far away or hiding in folded spaces without showing up.
Why is Zhang Xiaopeng so crazy?
On the top of the mountain behind Zhang Xiaozu, there is a towering tree, and a small black ape is riding on one of the trunks of the big tree.
The little black ape was holding a fragrant ambergris fruit in his hand, putting it in front of his nose and sniffing deeply.
It was obviously so greedy that it drooled, but it was still reluctant to take a bite because it only had this one fruit.
No one noticed the black ape, their attention was all on Zhang Xiaozu.
Little did he know that this black ape was the pawn's arrogant support.
"Haha, that old man is making a fool of himself."
The hunchbacked old man couldn't help but laugh happily when he saw that no one stood up to oppose him.
I saw him stamping his right foot on the ground, and his rickety body immediately rose into the air, leaping across the river and rushing toward Zhang Xiaopou.
Zhang Xiaozu holds the sword with both hands, the blade slowly rises, and the five-color Hunyuan Power surges crazily, wrapping around the blade.
"Boy, kneel down and surrender!" The hunchbacked old man immediately rushed to Zhang Xiaopou and slapped Zhang Xiaopou with his palm in the air, trying to slap Zhang Xiaopou on the ground.
He did not underestimate Zhang Xiaopeng, so he struck out with the force of a lion fighting a rabbit.
After struggling in the martial arts world and living to such an old age, he understands one thing best: people who underestimate the enemy often die miserably.
Therefore, although I cannot say that this palm contains his lifelong secret knowledge, it is not too different.
Zhang Xiaozu raised the bone knife high above his head, then tilted the back knife behind his back, and finally made a slash with both arms.
No matter how your palm movements change, I can only defeat you with one sword.
"Just one knife".
Heaven and earth share the same life span, and the sea is cut with one sword.
The unparalleled city in the desert, the sword sage's unique skill.
It was taught to him privately by Niu Dawa.
The bone knife was dozens of feet long, and the huge knife shadow seemed to split the void in half.
The hunchbacked old man originally swooped down from the air to look down, but was slashed to the ground by Zhang Xiaopeng.
His feet landed on the ground with a dull thud, and the huge impact caused the entire ground to collapse.
At this moment, there was no trace of confidence on his face, only solemnity and fear remained.
He felt the incomparable sword energy, felt the law of power that was about to tear him apart, and felt that his sea of energy was trembling.
At this moment, he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
"Ahhhh-"
His eyes were about to burst, his beard and hair were spread out, and he used all his strength with his left hand to strike at the giant blade above his head, trying to swat it away.
Zhang Xiaozu is surrounded by the five-color Hunyuan force, his clothes and skirts flutter, and he makes a hunting sound.
His eyes widened with anger, his gaze was stern, his black hair broke free from its restraints, and he bared his teeth and claws in the wind.
"Kneel down!"
A sound of thunder exploded in Zhang Xiaopou's mouth, and he suddenly pressed down his arms, and the huge sword shadow of dozens of feet was pressed down immediately.
boom!
Before the hunchbacked old man could hit the blade with his left palm, his knees were like paper. He knelt down in response to Zhang Xiaopou's angry shout.
His entire lower body was kneeling into the soil.
"If I ask you to kneel down and surrender, are you worthy of it?" Zhang Xiaozhu looked at the hunchbacked old man with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
"Ah! Please forgive me, young master! I was wrong, I never dare to think about the sword of light again!"
The hunchbacked old man got scared and begged for mercy like the bearded man just now.
It's okay not to be cowardly, because he is already struggling to hold on and is about to collapse.
Once defeated, they will definitely be chopped in half alive by Zhang Xiaopeng's sword.
"die!"
What answered the hunchbacked old man was Zhang Xiaopeng's voice as cold as an ice cave.
puff!
The long knife slashed down with force, splitting the hunchbacked old man in half.
There was no spurt of blood because both halves of his incision were scorched.
The snow-white bone knife in Zhang Xiaozu's hand was now completely red and emitting white smoke.
"Hey, why don't you live a good life? You must seek death!"
Zhang Xiaozhu looked at the broken body of the old man with a hunchback, sighed and shook his head, then glanced at the other side of the river and said: "Not everyone has the opportunity to beg for mercy, so who else?"
There was silence across the river.
They looked at Zhang Xiaopv across the bank, their eyes trembling and their hearts filled with frost.
powerful!
too strong!
Half a step can be used to chop with one sword!
Only then did they understand why Zhang Xiaopou dared to be so crazy.
Behind Zhang Xiaozu, Ye Mingyue was hidden in the folded space. Looking at Zhang Xiaozu's tall back standing against the wind, he was shocked in his heart.
Zhang Xiaozu's combat power once again exceeded her imagination.
She suddenly remembered what Zhang Xiaozu said: "A martial arts competition is not a life and death battle."
Only then did she truly understand the meaning of this sentence, and thought to herself: "A martial arts competition is really not a life-and-death struggle."
Someone left quietly on the other side of the river, and the tragic death of Banbu Dangneng made them calm down a lot.
The Sword of Light is indeed the most precious treasure, but it has to be acquired by someone who is destined to get it.
They feel that they do not have the strength for the time being, so it is better not to wade into this muddy water.
Zhang Xiaozu said something that touched their hearts.
Isn’t it good to live well?
Why do you have to seek death?
"Interesting, interesting."
Nian Lifu, the orphan of the desert, looked at Zhang Xiaopou with great interest. He stepped closer from a distance and said as he walked: "Originally, I wanted you to take me to find Zhou Jianlai, because I wanted to take his sword of light and go to Northern Xinjiang to find Zhang Xiaopou.
The butcher changed his murder knife, but now I have another idea. I find that your knife seems good, so I want it too."
"Just come and get it if you want." Zhang Xiaozu said with a smile.
"The Sword of Light is mine, no one can take it away." Ye Shisan also walked over from a distance.
"Zhang Xiaopeng is a prisoner captured by our Wuwei camp. We can't let you two do whatever you want." Jiang Han also walked out.
A figure jumped directly across the river and landed thirty steps in front of Zhang Xiaozu.
He looked at Zhang Xiaopou and said: "I'm not here to seize the sword, I'm here to get something that belongs to my Qin family. My name is Qin Xingjian, and I am the 73rd generation descendant of the Qin family. I came here to retrieve it on the order of the current head of the family.
The sword worn by the great ancestor of the Qin family."