When Qin Ge's sword is unsheathed, lives will inevitably be harvested. His sword is said to be the fastest in the world. That was ten years ago. At that time, he was still young and became popular in the world. Later,
Due to some reasons, he retired from the world, which became a big regret in the world.
There was a time when swordsmen from island countries entered the land of China and challenged various sword sects. It sounded like the world of sword debate in ancient times.
At that time, the swordsmen of the island country drew out their long samurai swords, chopped off the heads of many Chinese sword warriors, and pierced their chests.
Martial arts competitions all over the world, especially those involving martial arts representatives from one country to another, often involve life and death. This is not a massacre, but the skills are inferior to others.
Qin Ge has three swords on his body, one of which is an ancient sword he brought out when he left his master's school, and the other two are samurai swords seized from the swordsmen of the island country who broke into China. Both samurai swords count.
There is a sword on top, the blade is sharp and perfect, and every inch of the head is cold to the bone.
The town on the outskirts of the imperial city of Yanjing is no secret to Qin Ge. It is not difficult to install a tracker on the business car in which Luo Jin escaped. What's more, with his skills and connections, he wants to cover hundreds of miles around this place.
It's almost like finding out the whereabouts of a person inside, not just searching for things.
Qin Ge has three apprentices, Vulture, Duanlang, and Rat Eye are the nicknames of these three apprentices.
Qin Ge is only in his thirties, but these three apprentices are older than him.
In a small town far away from the outer suburban town, Qin Ge was sitting cross-legged on the balcony of the tallest building in the small town, holding the Yin Sword in the Yin Yang Samurai Sword in his arms, and holding a piece with a seal in his hand.
The black cloth with the ancient seal script was slowly wiping the blade bit by bit. The blade was so bright that it could almost be used as a mirror. You could feel the cold air on this Yin knife from a long distance away, like a cold wind in the cold winter of Sanjiu.
(one zero)
"Master, we have figured out the situation clearly. Luo Jin is in a town thirty miles away, where Luo Yanshan once developed a stronghold."
The vulture, who was not very tall, or even a little thin, stood five meters behind Qin Ge, with his head lowered and reporting in a pious manner. From time to time, he raised his head and looked at Qin Ge's back, his eyes greedy.
It fell on the Yin knife that Qin Singer was wiping.
"This Yin Knife has captured countless dead souls. Every night when I lie in bed, I seem to hear the dead souls imprisoned in this knife begging for my life. They say that I will definitely die miserably. In the end, I will die miserably."
One day I will be pierced through my heart and lungs." Qin Ge said lightly while wiping the blade of the knife.
"Master, you are so skilled that nothing will happen to you." The vulture quickly looked back, lowered his head and said piously.
"Do you like this knife?" Qin Ge held the knife in one hand and slowly raised it above his head. At this time, the dusk in the distance fell on the knife, flashing a strong and dazzling light. There was something in this light.
The warmth of dusk is even more so cold with the aura of swordsmanship. (Zero One)
"Disciple doesn't dare." There are a million things he likes in his heart, but the vulture doesn't dare to say it out loud.
"In fact, you don't like it, but you are confused by it. This bastard thing that imprisons countless souls will always charm others. When you have it with infinite desire to have it, you can't control it. In the end,
I will definitely die under this knife." Qin Ge said calmly.
"This is what the master taught."
"If you really like this kind of fierce sword, you can practice one by yourself. For example, the sword on your waist is not a famous sword, but it is a sword that has passed the test of time. A famous sword does not necessarily have to be made by a famous master.
Hand, it also depends on whether the person wearing the sword is famous all over the world. When your sword is stained with enough blood and imprisons enough dead souls, it will become a famous sword in the world, with powerful and intimidating effects.
strength."
"master……"
The vulture lowered his head and looked at his waist. His knife was plain and simple. The scabbard was black and the handle was black. He decisively pulled out the knife and pointed it at Qin Ge with a swish sound. "How can my knife match yours?"
As fast as a knife."
Qin Ge slowly put down the knife in his palm, turned the blade over, and lightly pinched the blade with two fingers. The blade suddenly buzzed.
"If you want a sword to be sharp, you must have no self or other in your heart, and achieve the true unity of man and sword."
"I feel like I've done it, but why am I still so far away from you?" The vulture held the knife firmly in his hand, and the blade made a buzzing sound, like a beast waiting for an opportunity, unable to suppress the rage in his heart.
"Did you really do it? When you were holding this knife, you were thinking about the knife, desire, and killing, not just the knife."
"I……"
"Today's teaching is over. If you don't have anything else to do, please leave now."
"Yes, master."
The vulture inserted the knife into the scabbard and stepped back. He had just taken three steps away when he suddenly stopped and said: "Master, when will we take action? We will get rid of Luo Jin as soon as possible.
You can go back and report back to the boss in one day, and you won't have to worry about anything in the future."
Qin Ge stood up, inserted the samurai sword in his hand into the scabbard, walked to the edge of the balcony and looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "You mean, I should feel crisis for that little girl, worried that she will kill
Me?"
The vulture lowered his head and said: "Master, I know you don't like what I say, but in this diplomatic town, there are indeed many people who used to be in the Jianghu. They retired for various reasons and were taken in by Luo Yanshan.
Luo Yanshan's die-hard loyalists, if they attack together, they will cause us some trouble."
Qin Ge said: "Where is Luo Yanshan? Is he dead or not?"
The vulture said: "This... I haven't investigated clearly yet, but Luo Yanshan was indeed not seen in the outer suburban town. This is what the disciple is worried about. Is he planning some conspiracy? That little girl Luo Jin is waiting for me."
It's just a front in town."
Qin Ge said: "Your worries are unnecessary. Nothing will happen to the big boss. No matter how talented he is, Luo Yanshan is still no match for the big boss. But what's interesting is that he fought with me the night before yesterday and forced me to retreat."
That person is definitely not Luo Yanshan, he should be the one with the disguise technique in his eyes."
The vulture said: "Master, then I will investigate again and I will definitely get to the bottom of it."
Qin Ge smiled and shook his head, "No, there is no point in getting to the bottom of things. We only need to take action against Luo Jin. If Luo Yanshan is really alive, he will not stand idly by. If he does not show up, it proves that Luo Yanshan is dead."
The vulture said: "Then we take action immediately?"
Qin Ge smiled coldly, "No, there are still people who haven't come over yet. When we are sure that the other party will take action, we will go there. It will be a very interesting fight..." (To be continued)