Hearing this, Reiko suddenly frowned.

The person who spoke, named Miyamoto Tatsuharu, had a transcendent status in the Wa Kingdom, and had the title of sword god decades ago.

He was admired by all people, but no one ever saw him draw a sword.

According to his own words, the reason why he did not use the sword was because he would get blood when he took out the sword.

In this battle of the Heavenly Edge, the Emperor of Wakuni recruited warriors from all over the country.

Miyamoto Taharulu, as a sword god, naturally couldn't stand by and watch, so he resolutely stepped forward.

Although he is over eighty years old, he is still in good spirits, and only occasionally faints from asthma.

Miyamoto Tatsuharu's appearance is really not flattering, with a gourd-shaped string of tumors on his forehead, a bare head covered with psoriasis, and a face as if it had been run over by a road roller, flat and flat, looking like a brand new A4 paper from the side.

Because he was mischievous when he was a child, he was blinded by a wild cat, so he wore a pitch-black blindfold, and a string of ice slag hung from his nostrils - the snot was frozen into ice, and the chin was a string of corn-like whiskers fluttering in the wind, which looked very stylish.

Of course, what surprised Qin Lang the most was that this old man was still a hunchback, and his forehead was about to go up.

He completely subverted Xiao Chu's perception of human beings.

I couldn't help but say, "Are you sure you're human?"

Miyamoto Tatsuharu raised his head with difficulty, and his eyes widened angrily: "Yaga, Ya Ya, my land! It is the Great Japanese Empire, the supreme sword god! Miyamoto Tatsu Harulu is also! You have succeeded in angering me! I will not let you go!"

Xiao Chu said lightly: "You go back! I see that it is not easy for you to live so big, I am too lazy to kill you!"

This is a big truth.

To tell the truth, if ordinary people look like this, maybe your parents will help you get rid of it the moment you are born, and they will keep you to harm other people's eyes?

His courage is really beyond ordinary people!

Miyamoto Tatsuharu said with a calm face: "Little girl, don't talk too much! My land is the sword god of the Great Wa Empire! Do you know what a sword god is?"

What is the God of Blades?

Xiao Chu really didn't know.

Seeing her dazed, Miyamoto Tatsuharu began to give her illiteracy: "Being a swordsman, cultivating swordsmanship to the extreme, after many tests in the world, love, love, despair, and then ruthlessness......"

"Swordsmanship, the first level of the realm, stresses the unity of the sword, the sword is everyone is the sword, even if the hand is a piece of grass, it is also a big killer; the second level of the realm, emphasizing no sword in the hand, there is a sword in the heart, although the bare hands, but can kill the enemy with the sword qi, a hundred steps away; and the highest state of the swordsmanship, is no sword in the hand, there is no sword in the heart, is to embrace everything with a big mind, that is not to kill, is the ...... peace"

Miyamoto Tatsuharu said a lot of babbling, Qin Lang was drowsy when he heard it, and couldn't help but interrupt: "That, Lord Sword God, why don't you fight first?"

Qin Lang interrupted his words, which made Miyamoto Da Chunlu very unhappy, and pouted: "Hmph!

Then he took a step forward and said, "Come on, the old man will fight with you!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his trembling right hand to the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said in a deep voice: "This sword, called the Heavenly Demon King of the Troubled Times, is one foot long and three, and weighs eight catties and eight pounds, two or two, it is ...... Well, it is made of 10,000-year-old black iron, forged for 7748 days, and there are 1,233.5 souls under the sword, all of whom are famous swordsmen all over the world...... It is your honor to die under the old man's sword today!"

"Good sword!"

A voice came from the crowd.

Qin Lang heard it clearly, and it was definitely better than Li Laodao's stupidity.

Miyamoto Tatsuharu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "Who is it? Have you also heard of this sword?"

However, no one answered, and Miyamoto Tatsuharu was a little disappointed, and then turned his head and continued the action just now.

Squatted down, closed his eyes, and slowly stretched his right hand to his waist.

"Here comes the sword!"

With a loud shout, his right hand suddenly exerted force, I don't know if it was too much force or physical fitness, the sword was not pulled out and he fell directly, and suddenly broke his face, and his mouth was full of mud and sand, which was a miserable sight.

"Don't panic, you were just warming up just now!" Miyamoto Tatsuharu got up, patted the dust off his body, and held his breath again.

"The sword is coming again!"

With another loud shout, Miyamoto Taharu drew his sword again, but the divine sword still did not move, and his face suddenly became a little ugly. It's still plucked, but it's still useless.

Reiko was suddenly full of black lines, she had already told the emperor that Miyamoto Taharu was unreliable, but he didn't believe in evil.

As a result, she is now embarrassed in front of enemies and friendly forces, which really annoys her.

couldn't help but persuade: "That, Your Excellency the Sword God, or, let's forget it, right?"

However, Miyamoto Taharu Lu did not appreciate it at all, and said: "That can't be done! How can such an evil person be allowed to continue to harm the world? The old man will definitely eliminate the harm for the people today! Hugh must persuade the old man! Otherwise, he will not be spared!"

This old man's persistence is indeed admirable, but the key is...... His meager strength doesn't allow him to pretend to be forced!

Qin Lang glanced at the divine sword in his hand, the sword mouth was rusty, and it was already rusty at a glance, so it was strange that it could be pulled out.

I couldn't help but remind: "That, Your Excellency the Sword God, how about you change your sword?" ”

Miyamoto Tatsuharu frowned and said, "It doesn't make sense! I just threw it in the river and soaked it for forty years, why did it rust?"

Damn! I'm embarrassed to say forty years!

Qin Lang was speechless, and almost didn't jump up to hit him.

Xiao Chu also lost his patience and said indifferently: "If you are here to sacrifice ugliness, then I have already learned it, farewell!"

"Wait!" Miyamoto Tatsuharu was suddenly anxious, glanced around, and suddenly found that Li Laodao was carrying a peachwood sword behind his back!

Immediately overjoyed, he hurriedly ran towards Li Laodao, and said in his mouth: "As a sword god, I have already achieved the point of the unity of man and sword! Today, it is a wooden sword, and it can also kill you! This fellow Daoist, borrow your divine sword." ”

At Qin Lang's suggestion, Li Laodao reluctantly lent the peachwood sword to Miyamoto Taharulu, and reminded him: "You be careful! That's a treasure handed down from my master!

Miyamoto Taharu said proudly: "Don't worry, the old man has never used a second sword in his life, and he still only needs one sword to deal with her!"

This is quite domineering.

You don't have to think about it to know you're pulling a calf.

Why?

This hairy footsteps are vain, the steps are messy and disorderly, just like a three-year-old child boxing, such a weak chicken, and want to kill this terrifying woman in front of him with a sword?

With this peachwood sword to strengthen his courage, Miyamoto Tatsuharu suddenly increased his confidence.

He closed his eyes, frowned and began to ponder, for a long time, touched the back of his head, and said to himself: "Hey, what is the first sword trick?"

Qin Lang happened to hear these words clearly, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Nima can't even remember the sword trick, and he still dares to shout in front of a strong enemy? It's really too long to live, right?

Perhaps feeling Qin Lang's ridicule, Lord Sword God was suddenly unhappy and turned his face: "What are you kid laughing at?"

Qin Lang tried his best not to laugh: "Huh...... It's okay...... My wife has a baby!"

"Puff ......" next to him, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lord Sword God suddenly frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

Feng Xiaoxiao's face turned red, and she replied honestly, "Uh...... I'm his wife! I've had two. Dragon and phoenix fetuses, really, don't lie to you. ”

"Hahahaha......"

There was laughter all around.

Lord Sword God looked puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

Everyone pointed at Qin Lang and said in unison: "His wife gave birth to a child." ”

"Hmph! a group of laymen! The laughter is so low!" the sword god waved his sleeves, no longer ink (if he grinded the reader again, he would kill someone), raised the peachwood sword in his hand, and killed Xiao Chu with a shout.

Qin Lang reminded behind him: "Lord Sword God, there is no move to win!"

That's right!

The sword god's eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned his head back during the run, and gave him a thumbs up: "Your land has a great future!"

I have to say that the momentum of Lord Sword God is indeed very strong.

However, at the moment when he turned around, he didn't guard against stepping on a stone, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground.

He didn't even snort and stopped moving.

He was right, he only needed a sword, but unfortunately, it was himself who stabbed him to death.

In this way, a generation of sword gods Miyamoto Da Chunlu fell.

The people around him, including Xiao Chu, an outlier, were all stunned as if they had been hit by group petrification.