Chapter 9: The Descendants of the Sword God

Yun Yantian was very annoyed and said: "The victory and defeat have not yet been decided, how can you not do your best, but you sneak attack others, it is inevitably a villain's behavior!" ”

The man who made the knife sneered: "It's already dark, you guys are here to compete, tell me how to eat, if you don't accept it, I'll accompany you through a few tricks!" With a breezy face, holding the knife in both hands, he didn't care at all. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yun Yantian said angrily: "Am I still afraid that you won't succeed!" "Pose and get ready to go.

Jian Jiulang held down Yun Yantian and said, "You are not his opponent!" His eyes lingered on the man who made the knife, and then he shouted to the man, "Serve the food!" ”

The man with the knife said, "I know you!" ”

Jian Jiulang said, "I know. ”

The man with the knife said, "I want to have a competition with you!" ”

Jian Jiulang said: "Why should I compete with you, I just want to eat now!" ”

The man with the knife said, "If I have to!" ”

Kenkuro frowned and said, "Although I don't like to kill, I can't say that I will make an exception once." ”

The man with the knife said: "I hope your sword is sharp enough, tomorrow when the sun rises, I will see you at the moon slope in Los Angeles, I will wait for you!" ”

Kenkuro was silent for a while, "Okay! ”

Seeing that a big war is ending like this, many people feel that it is a pity. The man with the knife glanced at the people on the side of the wall, and said in a deep voice, "What are you looking for?" If you don't get out of here, can't you want to die? ”

"What does it matter to you whether we leave or not, who do you think you are?"

The man with the knife didn't say much, he flew over directly, and flew back in an instant, and the speed was so fast that people thought they hadn't moved.

The man who spoke fell limply to the ground, silent, blood pouring out of his head and flowing everywhere. The Heavenly Spirit Cover on his head was shattered by the man who made the knife, and many people didn't see his movements clearly.

It's so fast! And ruthless! It shook the scene all at once!

Yun Yantian was horrified in her heart: "It's amazing! No wonder Kenkuro said I'm not an opponent, sure enough! ”

When encountering such a ruthless character, many people are very helpless, so they have to leave the place where this is wrong!

The man with the knife said: "Slow down, compensate for the loss in the store and get out!" ”

All of a sudden, there were only two tables left in the huge hall, one table for Wang Zhizhong and the sword man, and one table for five people in Jian Jiulang.

The shopkeeper hurriedly found a few people from the outside to clean up the hall again, nodded to the knife man constantly, bowed twice, and was as modest as he was, who told him not only to let others lose their own money, but also to make a sum of money for nothing.

After a meal, Murong Qian also had a general understanding of several people, several of them were people who had just met for a short time, and they came together for a misunderstanding, especially when they heard Ouyang Mingzhu talk about the theft of their wallets, Murong Qian laughed, although Ouyang Mingzhu was unreliable, he had a hand in talking funny, and he was a master who could make people happy.

There is Ouyang Mingzhu, and the atmosphere at the dinner table is very lively. made new friends, everyone is very happy, although it is not a good friend, maybe just a friend of wine and meat, but as long as it is a friend together, it is a very pleasant thing, the word friend is easy to make people energetic and touching, not to mention a group of young people, several people are very talkative, except for Jian Jiulang, Jian Jiulang is actually very happy, because of Murong Qian, although the two are meeting for the first time.

The next day, it was just dawn.

Mochizuki Slope is a good place to go, surrounded by sparsely planted large pear trees, the ground is full of flower petals, looking from a distance as if a layer of snow has fallen on the ground, the air is filled with fragrance, if you take a full breath, it will be refreshing.

At this time, there were seven people standing on the Mochizuki Slope, and two of them arrived early!

Kenkuro is very punctual, the sun has not yet come out in the east, and there is still some time before sunrise!

Murong Qian was also there, Murong Qian, who was originally planning to leave after eating, heard that Ouyang Mingzhu was the eldest lady of Wuxiang Palace, and Ouyang Mingzhu tried her best to keep her to come to the competition, Murong Qian couldn't find any reason to refuse, so she came, dressed in men's clothes, this was Ouyang Mingzhu's idea, but it also looked heroic!

"You're here!" The man who made the knife said.

Ken Jiu Lang said: "I'm here!" The two are like a pair of old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

The man with the knife clasped his hands into fists and said, "Knife Thirteen, please advise!" ”

Sword Thirteen, the first apprentice in the world, or the only apprentice, Yun Yantian gasped, Ouyang Mingzhu's eyes widened, and he said incredulously: "He is the legendary apprentice of the Sword God, it turns out that this is the way it is, Brother Jiulang has never beaten him?" "The worry is palpable.

Yun Yantian comforted: "Don't worry, Brother Sword's skills are not bad!" "That's what I said, but I don't have a little bottom in my heart, the opponent is the thirteenth sword in the world, the apprentice of the first knife in the world, and he has not been defeated since his debut, Yun Yantian's heart is up and down, although the two have only known each other for a day, but Yun Yantian has already regarded Jian Jiulang as a friend in his heart, so he rushed to Jian Jiulang's bodhisattva-like heart, and yesterday's impulse to stop himself, he didn't let himself make a fool of himself in public, Jian Jiulang is a friend worth dating!

Jian Jiulang was still as calm as ever, and said, "I know! ”

Yun Yantian looked embarrassed, the rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, before the two compete, it is an unwritten rule in the rivers and lakes to register each other, unless you look down on each other.

Wang Zhizhong's face was full of anger, but he didn't have a seizure, because he knew that he was not the protagonist, Jian Jiulang's attitude made him angry, what a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, wait for you to feel good, Dao Thirteen is comparable to the four masters in the world in his heart, invincible existence, he can't beat it, and the head of his own sect is not an opponent!

Knife Thirteen was not angry, the corners of his mouth were raised, with a smile.

The knife was slowly pulled out, the broken knife, yes, it was a broken knife, the whole knife was broken by something nearly one-fifth, the fracture was smooth and flat, as if someone deliberately made the knife into a broken knife style, the blade was as black as ink, exuding a bad aura, and I don't know how many people I killed to have today's power.

This is a magic knife, a magic knife that has drunk countless blood, and the word "broken intestines" is engraved on the dark knife, and the magic knife breaks the intestines!

I just don't know who the next person will be?