Chapter 52 Broken Sword: The King of Wheels in the World Dies!
"Er Gou, your master's sword is indeed much smoother than mine!"
The strange man holding a knife who was told by the old man to look at Jiang Ergou was also surprised by the shocking scene in front of him.
"That's right! You don't even know whose master he is!"
In fact, Ergou himself was frightened by the old man's move. It was just the first time for him to see such a fierce side of his master.
In the past, when the sword was unsheathed, the head would fall off. Then why is there such a vast sword energy all over the sky!
However, he couldn't lose his dignity in front of the man who wanted to accept him as his apprentice the first time they met, so he had to bite the bullet and say something.
"Where is this! My master still has some really powerful tricks that he hasn't used yet!"
The strange man looked at Jiang Ergou, who had his head raised and his chest raised, looking very impressive. Then he looked at his scabbard, which was already very worn.
"Actually, my sword is not bad either. If you are willing to be my apprentice, I will give this sword to you!"
The man shook the worn scabbard in his hand at Jiang Ergou, as if the knife inside, which had not really been shown in front of others, was some kind of peerless treasure. But with this scabbard, Ergou really didn't think that
What kind of good knife can fit in it?
"Come on! Just look at your scabbard and you can tell that your sword is not as good as my Kunwu! You just want to use it to bribe me? It's more practical to give me a dozen taels of silver."
Making the same move as the man, Ergou also shook the Kunwu knife in his hand towards him.
"well!"
The man holding the broken scabbard didn't feel angry because of what he said, he just sighed softly.
Ergou looked at the man's slightly regretful expression and felt that he might have spoken too much, so he reached out and patted his shoulder.
"Don't be discouraged. Although you will definitely never meet a disciple who is as talented as me and one in a million, but in the future! Don't be dissatisfied if you meet someone who is slightly worse than me. You know, there are thousands of people in this world.
It took years to become a Jiang Ergou like me!"
At this point, Ergou still did not forget to put gold on his face, which made the man who was originally looking a little lonely dumbfounded.
Except for these two people, the other first-level masters only had solemn expressions on their faces, and they were all thinking about how to resist this attack if they faced it.
Only Lin Cangsheng had a strange light flashing in his eyes! He muttered something softly.
"After twenty years of hiding, you have finally reached where you are now, but where will that desperate man from back then reach?"
In fact, when what happened to the Wang family, there were not no people who survived. On the contrary, there were many people, but most of them were ordinary people who did not practice martial arts. The only people who survived who practiced martial arts were Wang Xuanlang and those who were guests of the Wang family at that time.
Lin Cangsheng.
He also became one of the two people who saw the strange man kill four second-grade sword cultivators of the Wang family with four swords at the same second-grade level.
He clearly knew how scary that person was, and even if he himself had reached the first-level realm, it would be difficult to forget him!
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High in the sky, the originator of the city's sword energy was the old man whose temperament and demeanor had never been that of a first-class master.
He looked at the Wheel-turning King with his eyes, raised his arms, and for a moment, the whole city's sword energy, which was like a sky curtain, was all aimed at the Wheel-turning King.
"King Chakravartin! This sword! I will teach you what sword cultivation is!"
Looking at the sky of sword rain heading towards him, Wheelrunner King felt the crisis of life and death for the first time since he broke through to the first level!
"Damn it, you guys! Go kill that kid for me!"
He had met Jiang Ergou, so he saw Ergou talking to a strange man at a glance.
The air fluctuated slightly, and the figures of the three old Tianzihao killers in the dark pavilion and the newly promoted Tianzihao killer, the Judge, appeared.
They knew very well what kind of situation their ancestors were facing. If they did not attack and kill Jiang Ergou, their ancestors would probably die this time.
Without saying much, several people rushed towards Jiang Ergou and the strange man who were unguarded in their eyes.
No one took that strange man seriously. To them, it was just an extra stab!
Looking at Wang Xuanlang, who was still the old god in the sky, and feeling that the sword energy in the sky was still firmly locked on him, Wheelrunner King's expression was uncertain.
"Old guy, do you really not care about that little thing's life or death?"
He was really not calm now. He thought that if these people attacked and killed the boy, the old man would definitely distract him, and he could take this opportunity to escape.
As for revenge, if you keep the green hills, you won’t have to worry about running out of firewood!
Compared to Chakravartin who couldn't sit still, the old man was much calmer.
"Do it later so that you can die clearly!"
Among the four people who rushed towards Jiang Ergou, Miessheng was the one who ran to the front. He was frightened away by the old man's sword. Although it was not a shame to be frightened away by a first-grade sword cultivator, now, the opportunity for revenge is right in front of him.
, of course we need to hurry up.
In his hands, his pair of curved blade weapons, the Moon Wheel, also appeared quietly. The gloomy smile on his lips seemed to be holding Ergou's head in his hand.
"Boy, don't blame me when you get down there. If you want to blame, blame your master, but he doesn't care whether you live or die!"
His lips moved slightly, but no one heard this sentence except himself...
"Your Majesty, would you like me to rescue you? After all, the prince's side..."
Wu Chan, who was beside Chu Zheng and had been protecting him silently, said.
"No need, do you think Wang Xuanlang is anxious? Let's see what back-ups he has!"
"yes!"
…
Looking at the four people rushing towards him, Ergou said he was lying if he said he was not in a hurry, but he could only hope that the old man had not misjudged him. This man with the broken scabbard was really a master.
"Boy, I told you that my knife is good, but you just don't believe it!"
The man said something inexplicably, and then a white light flashed in the sky, as if nothing happened.
Miesheng, who was still charging forward, also didn't notice anything.
However, a gash had been torn open in his stomach.
Then... there was no more. Miesheng, whose gloomy smile never disappeared, fell from the sky to the ground, stirring up a lot of dust.
He didn't even feel the pain and died, which shows how fast and cruel this man's knife was.
One knife! The second-grade killer destroys life! Death!
"Broken Blade Yang Dongqing!"
Such an exclamation did not come from just one person's mouth, but from the mouths of everyone present, including the Wheel-turning King who was locked by the sword energy.
Yang Dongqing! A legendary figure whose name has always been heard but never seen in the world of martial arts. There are rumors that he had already reached the first-level realm when he first entered the martial arts world.
He always holds an old scabbard in his hand. No one has ever seen him use the sword. They only know that when he introduces himself to people he meets, he will give himself the title "Broken Sword".
People below the first level were not qualified to see the flash of the sword that killed Sheng just now. Only the first-level masters present knew how Yang Dongqing used the sword.
As for the knife in the old scabbard, it was shown to people for the first time. Everyone who could see clearly knew that it was just a broken knife, a broken knife without a tip!
No wonder Yang Dongqing calls himself Broken Knife, but as a first-class master, why would he choose a knife without a tip?
Maybe as long as he knows it himself.
When the other three saw the lifeless being killed by a knife, they no longer dared to act rashly.
"Boy, my knife...is okay!"
Yang Dongqing did not continue to take action, but turned his head to look at Jiang Ergou, who never thought his sword skills were powerful enough."
"Ahem, cough, cough, it's okay, it's okay! Don't be complacent. When you reach the level of my master in the future, I will call you a master again!"
Ergou obviously didn't even know how others used the sword, but Miessheng's body was right in front of him, which proved that that person had indeed made a move.
For the quasi-sword cultivator who was determined to become a first-class master, Ergou didn't want to admit that he couldn't see the trajectory of the sword's attack, so he reluctantly made a haha, trying to fool him.
"Hahaha, then you...be my apprentice?"
"..."
Regardless of whether Yang Dongqing saw it clearly or not, his biggest idea was to trick this Ergouzi into becoming his apprentice. This made Ergou very speechless. Why did he take a liking to me, a crooked melon?
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"I understand!"
High in the air, Wang Xuanlang had just learned the man's name, but it didn't matter. In his eyes, he was still the gangster who was good at wielding a sword.
"Do you really want to kill the fish and break the net?"
At this moment, the Wheel-turning King was in trouble and said to the old man in a gloomy tone.
"The fish will die and the net will break? You are not enough. The fish will die, but the net will not break!"
"snort!"
At this point, it would be useless to say anything more. The old man waved his hand forward slightly, but it was like a fuse that detonated the sword energy. For a moment, the monstrous sword energy rushed towards the wheel.
king.
"I don't believe you can really kill me!"
The wheel-turning king disappeared again and turned into black mist. However, this black mist was a bit bigger and denser than before. It seems that the wheel-turning king also wanted to fight for his life.
Already.
The sword energy in the sky began to decrease, and one after another sank into the black mist and eroded each other. When the black mist was reduced to only half, the black mist began to move rapidly to the south under the control of the Chakravartin King. It seemed that
I want to escape!
"That's enough, I won't play with you anymore!"
As Wang Xuanlang's words came out, all the remaining sword energy stopped. Then, Wang Xuanlang waved his hand, and the murderous sword energy that filled the city disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He raised the rattan-like sword again, without any unnecessary movement, and just stabbed himself in front of him.
But this stab seemed to have passed through the distance of time and space, suddenly reaching the front of the black mist of Chakravartin and piercing into it.
This time, as the old man's sword continued to stretch forward, the black mist continued to dissipate, and the mist was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, the black mist disappeared and turned into the appearance of Chakravartin King again. Facing Wang Xuanlang's sword, he could not avoid it. Locked by the Qi machine, he could only watch the sword pierce into him.
There must be no resistance in the belly.
But at the last moment, Chakravartin also raised his withered palm and gently patted the old man's chest.
"Don't even think about it!"
After saying these words, his body began to dissipate and turned into black mist again. But this time, even the ordinary wind could blow it away, and it gradually disappeared into the sky.
The ancestor of a generation of killers, in the end, could not escape the fate of death.
And Wang Xuanlang, who was slapped by him before he died, didn't feel well. The slap seemed weak, but in fact it made his internal organs move, and he couldn't bear the pain that flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The blood showed that he was seriously injured...
At the moment when the Chakravartin King fell, not only the first-level masters present felt it, but also all the first-level masters in the world no matter where they were.
This sudden fall is not the same as the death of a first-level master after his life comes to an end.
Just imagine, there are only so many masters in this world, and suddenly one less person's Qi circulates between heaven and earth, just like a big stone is thrown into a lake, how can it not be sensed? This also explains
The life of King Chakravartin has completely disappeared from this world.
As for masters who sit down, their Qi does not disappear all at once, but weakens bit by bit. When it finally disappears, the feeling is very weak and can hardly be felt.
This is also the reason why top sects don’t know if each other has a hidden first-level master from the previous generation, because you don’t know whether he is alive or dead...
The remaining three killers in the dark pavilion dared to stay there after seeing the fate of Chakravartin King and Miesheng, so they ran away in a hurry.
The people present did not deliberately chase after them when they saw it. Anyway, there were only three or two big cats and kittens. It would be difficult for this dark pavilion to cause any trouble in the future.