Chapter 1759: Suppress the Sword City! Suppress the Sword Cultivator in the World!
Matthew was desperate.
Matthew was horrified.
Matthew was also confused.
He thought to himself that he was a rare hard bone in the world, but he didn't expect... today he suddenly met a group of people who specialize in hard bones!
Not a metaphor.
It means literally, it is really going to chew his bones!
This way of death.
He couldn't accept it, so he chose to stop the loss in time - admit defeat.
Not far away.
The group of prisoners tied up by Lao Wei again stared at him with red eyes, and the boss was dissatisfied.
Just served.
The seat was withdrawn?
Big brother is a bit too careless!
Scalp is numb.
Trembling.
Matthew said what he knew with a tooth mark on his body.
Zhenjiancheng.
As its name suggests, it is a city.
However, this city is very big, almost comparable to the central region. Millions of monks in the city are all people under the jurisdiction of Zhenjian City. This city has existed for a long time, and even Matthew cannot say the specific age.
A group of people were greatly surprised to hear it.
"Unexpected."
Lao Sun sighed, "I used to be a void hunter and claimed to be knowledgeable, but I never thought there was such a place in the world."
"There is a ban bonus in Zhenjian City."
Matthew continued: "There is no fixed place to go, and he wanders in silence all year round, so it is little known."
Gu Han was a little impatient.
"Say the point!"
“…”
Matthew's heart trembled and he continued to tell.
Zhenjiancheng is floating and never stays in one place for a long time, just to find sword cultivators everywhere in the world!
Same.
The greatest purpose and mission of Zhenjian City is also like its name, with the glory of suppressing the world's sword cultivation!
Meet the sword cultivator.
No matter whether it is strong or weak or what his identity is, he will directly collect the sword, take the person, suppress it on the spot, and bring it back to Zhenjiancheng!
After taking it back.
When the sword is thrown into the sword transformation pool, the person will abandon most of his cultivation and act as a slave. He will survive as the lowest class of the sword city, do some of the dirtiest, tiring and dangerous things until he squeezes out the last little surplus value!
Same.
Whoever captures the sword cultivator can embroider the opponent's sword on the sleeve. The more sword cultivators you catch, the more small swords there will be on the sleeve.
For monks in Zhenjian City.
This is the supreme glory that only elite monks have!
"so."
Gu Han resisted the murderous intent in his heart, "You suppressed my senior brother? When did it happen?"
"About thirty years ago..."
Matthew's scalp was numb, not because he was frightened by Gu Han, but because he was frightened by the prisoners, and racked his brains to recall it.
"I have some impression of him."
"He has a low cultivation level, but he is very tough. He has broken the sword in his hand and is unwilling to admit defeat..."
"The sword is broken."
Gu Hanlengbingbing said, "Where are people?"
"I... really don't know!"
Matthew shook his head in fear and said, "After these sword cultivators were sent back to Zhenjian City, they were assigned to various places and became the most humble existence. No one cared about their lives or death, and they were no longer considered sword cultivators..."
"What is it if it's not a sword cultivator!"
"It's... a sword slave."
For countless years.
There are many sword slaves in Zhenjian City, but they only catch one group and one group, one group and one group after another. Those with long lives can survive for hundreds of years, and those with short lives can’t survive for a few days.
Thirty years...
It’s not long, it’s not short.
He really doesn't know if Yuan Zhengyang is still alive.
Gu Han took a deep breath.
"Is there a chicken around my senior brother?"
"have."
Chongming is very special, and Matthew's impression of it is more than that of Yuan Zhengyang.
"We also captured Zhenjian City."
“Where is it?”
"have no idea……"
"Let's get started."
Mei Yun interrupted him, rubbed his still swollen cheeks, and said dissatisfiedly: "I don't know anything, why are you keeping it?"
Matthew's heart suddenly jumped.
"I...I remembered it!"
He hurriedly said, "I remember that the chicken seemed a bit extraordinary. After I took it back, it quickly attracted the attention of the upper class. It was taken away by them soon after. Later... I really don't know!"
"Suppressing the sword cultivators in the world, what a big tone!"
Lao Sun shook his head when he heard this, "Where are your confidence? You have existed in Jiancheng City for so many years. Have you never even kicked the iron plate in one time? How is that possible?"
"I met some experts."
Matthew said truthfully: "It's just... it's all handled by the city lord!"
"City Lord?"
Gu Han asked, "Who is he?"
"Don't know."
Matthew shook his head and said, "There are very few people who have seen the city lord, and I have never seen it before. I heard that the last time he took action was tens of thousands of years ago..."
Lord of Zhenjian City.
The name and name are ominous, the background is ominous, and the identity is ominous.
There is only one thing.
Known for all monks in the Sword City.
In this life, I hate sword cultivators very much!
The sword city was established by him, and his only purpose was to suppress the sword cultivator and every sword cultivator he encountered!
"Is this person sick?"
Mei Yun looked incredible, "Sword Cultivator has a grudge against him? Did he kill his parents or dig his ancestral grave?"
"His cultivation level."
The cold girl asked the most critical question.
"I don't know either."
Matthew still shook his head, "My identity is too low..."
"Seat starts!"
Mei Yun started yelling again.
"I'm thinking...thinking!"
Matthew's forehead was sweating again, "It seems that... when Zhenjian City was established, the city lord was a cultivator in the Original Realm."
Everyone's hearts sank.
When it is established, is it the origin realm?
Now...
In comparison.
Gu Han is the calmest one.
Mo Chenyin knew his personality and knew his thoughts. He couldn't help but hold his hand, a little worried.
"It's fine."
Gu Han smiled.
With a look, he looked at Matthew, and he said lightly: "Do you a favor, how about you?"
"What?"
"Help me rescue my senior brother and Master Chicken."
"You're kidding!"
Matthew couldn't help but say, "The guards of Zhenjian City are very strict, and there are countless experts. It is easy to get in and difficult to get out, not to mention... how do you know that your senior brother is still alive? What if he..."
“…”
The observation suddenly became silent.
A scene of meeting Yuan Zhengyang for the first time flashed through my mind.
"Blame my junior brother a hair!"
"I want all of you to be buried with you!"
Yuan Zhengyang's words.
Decades have passed, and he still remembers it clearly.
"If my senior brother is gone."
He stared at Matthew, his tone was extremely calm, but the murderous intent in his voice made Lao Sun shiver secretly.
"I want you to be buried with him in the entire Zhenjian City!"
"I can't help you!"
Matthew could better understand Gu Han's murderous intention and refused directly, "You can kill me..."
"Old Wei!"
Mei Yun waved his hand and said, "Let me go! Start the meal!"
Hurry!
As the chain was loosened, a group of prisoners who were eating mats and eating red eyes rushed up again!
"Can, can, can!"
"Can you help!"
"Don't start the meal! You can help if you don't start the meal! You will have a chance when you go back with me! Don't start the meal, don't...ah!!!"
Pooh!
Mei Yun spat fiercely, "What hard bones? It's almost the same for a bad bone!"