As this shout came out, he saw a girl in simple clothes pushing a wheelchair towards the fishing village avenue.
Sitting in the wheelchair was a gray-haired old man. The old man was as skinny as wood, with a withered face, and weak breath, looking like he was terminally ill.
"Father?"
The bearded man here shouted and ran over: "Why are you out?"
"If I don't come out, I'm afraid you will die in the hands of others. I ask you to practice hard on weekdays, but you don't practice. You spend all your time eating, drinking and having fun, wasting your time. At your age, you can't even beat this little brother. You
How dare you claim to be a descendant of me, Zhan Yidao?" The old man snorted coldly.
"Zhan Yidao?"
Lin Yang was startled, and suddenly thought of something, and asked Shen: "Could it be that your Excellency is the legendary sword god, Zhan Yida?"
"It's me." The old man in the wheelchair nodded.
Lin Yang was greatly surprised.
After looking at the old man, he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that the famous and powerful swordsman would be reduced to a wheelchair. It's really a hero's twilight years."
He had actually heard of Zhan Yidao's name when he was very young.
At that time, Zhan Yidao was very powerful in Yanjing.
One man, one sword, challenged the strongest man in Yanjing. For three days, countless super powerful beings came forward, but they were unable to catch Zhan Yida's blows. Even some hidden powers came forward, but they still could not subdue Zhan Yida.
All the heroes of Yanjing were defeated by him.
Three days later, Zhan Yidao left Beijing in despair, leaving behind only the legend of the Sword God.
Later, someone said that he went to Beihai to fight the Beihai Sword God.
Some people also say that he went to Nanshan to compete with the nine Buddha monks.
Open the sky with one knife.
A knife split the ground.
Split the mountain with one knife.
Cut off the sea with one knife.
However, all of them are just rumors. No one knows where the Sword God has gone and how far his strength has improved so far.
People only know that this is a god-like existence.
However, Lin Yang never thought that this legendary person would actually meet in such a remote fishing village...
"I don't want to be a hero. I'm just a useless dog that was chased and cornered with no way out! Little brother is too praised." Zhan Yidao said calmly.
"Desperate?"
"Little brother, I'll tell you the truth. Most of your people were arrested, but Quanzi didn't know it. It was all done by these fishermen. I was in trouble here a few years ago. I healed here and stayed with Quanzi temporarily. Quanzi had nothing to do.
I will teach the villagers some boxing skills in exchange for food in the house. I don’t want these villagers to be greedy and aggressive. They keep giving Quanzi good wine and food, and let Quanzi come forward to solve some troubles for them. This kidnapping and blackmailing of you is also relying on
Quanzi, Quanzi is so drunk by them every day that he can't tell right from wrong. This time I have offended you all because I failed to discipline him well!"
After Zhan Yidao finished speaking, he tilted his head and shouted: "Xiong'er! Come here!"
Zhan Xiong was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward bravely.
"Go, kneel down and apologize to this little brother!" Zhan said with a sharp knife.
"What? Father? You want me to kneel down to him?" Zhan Xiong was shocked.
How could his son, a majestic swordsman, do such a humiliating thing?
"If you don't want to kneel down, then you go and defeat this little brother! If you can't do it, I can only blame you for not being as skilled as others! Now that you are allowed to kneel down, you are already getting a huge advantage. If it were an ordinary enemy,
If you don't fight against the other party, you will die, do you understand?" Zhan Yidao snorted coldly.
Zhan Xiong opened his mouth and was speechless.
"Still not kneeling?" Zhan Yidao shouted.
Zhan Xiong trembled all over and had no choice but to bite his teeth, clenched his fists, bent his knees and knelt down...
"Yes...I'm sorry, sir, please forgive me..." Zhan Xiong said in a painful voice.
"Why aren't you sincere? Make your voice louder! Be more sincere!" Zhan Yidao shouted again.
Zhan Xiong's face was almost distorted, and he felt extremely unwilling.
But his father forced him so hard that he had no choice but to close his eyes and shout: "I'm sorry, sir, I know I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
After saying that, he knocked his forehead hard towards the ground.
Bang!
This one is very loud.
Full of sincerity.
The old man hurriedly looked towards Lin Yang and clasped his fists in salute: "Little brother, please spare the dog, I am here to apologize to you!"
