Chapter 493: Gentleman's Sword
On the East Plains Peak, the eyes of all the strong fell to the foot of the mountain. ()
The sword shadow in the sky disappeared in an instant, and a tall figure appeared on the mountain road.
It was a majestic old man, with an ancient sword in his hand as bright as autumn water, without any blood stains on it, and he was walking towards the top of the mountain step by step.
The old man's eyes were full of pride, his eyes were burning with surging battle intent, the speed seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast, almost every step he took, a warrior fell. And the top of his ancient sword is still extremely clean and clean.
"Song Dongyuan! It's Song Dongyuan!"
"Mr. Higashihara is back!"
On the top of the mountain, the warriors were in chaos. Originally, I thought that Song Dongyuan was a gentleman, and he would definitely make some sense first, but I didn't expect this person to be so ruthless, and he actually killed mercilessly without saying a word!
Although the strength of these fourth- and fifth-level martial artists is weak, many of them have a strong sect or family background. Even if he is a famous murderer in Xiaozhou, he may not dare to do this, who would have thought that Mr. Dongyuan, who moved Xiaozhou with the name of "Autumn Color Fu", would dare to do this?
Song Dongyuan was a sixth-level martial artist, and he had lived for nearly four hundred years, and he was also an extremely powerful existence among sixth-level martial artists. The sixth-level martial artists who came to find him are now gathered on the top of the mountain to chat, where are these martial artists on the mountain path who are his opponents? Even if he wants to escape, he can't do it, and he is slashed by his sword one by one.
On the mountain road, the sword light flickered, blood splashed, Song Dongyuan's sword was not stained with blood, and his clothes were not stained with dust, but in two breaths, he had already reached the top of Dongyuan Peak, and then he stopped.
And within these two breaths, there were more than fifty warriors killed by him, and the mountain road was in a mess, with broken limbs and remnants everywhere. Those fourth- and fifth-level martial artists everywhere in the mountain were secretly screaming luck in their hearts, looking at Mr. Dongyuan who was standing with a sword on the top of the peak, but no one dared to follow him again.
At the top of Dongyuan Peak, Song Dongyuan's clothes were fluttering, and he looked at everyone on the peak coldly. ♀ These dozen or so people were all sixth-level martial artists, and they were powerhouses of the same level as him, so he didn't do it immediately.
"Mr. Dongyuan is so majestic!" the old Confucian in the crowd sneered, "I can't imagine that in the name of Mr. and a gentleman, he would do such a killing thing and shoot so viciously! The old man has opened his eyes today, hehe!"
Song Dongyuan smiled coldly: "When the wicked guest comes to the door, he naturally wants to kill him to protect the court, what's so strange about this." It's that you are a layman, known as quiet and inactive, and you actually imitate everyone else to do this kind of banditry, which really impresses Song, hehe!"
Wuwei lay man snorted: "Wealth is moving, the old man is a layman, so naturally he can't be exempt from vulgarity." Song Dongyuan, the wealth of tens of billions of yuan is probably not something you can swallow alone. If you take it out and share some with me, we will disperse immediately, so as not to hurt the harmony of everyone. ”
Song Dongyuan sneered: "It's true that I got 10 billion yuan of stone from the predecessors of Duobao Dao, but why should I share it with you?"
Wuwei sneered: "Duobao Dao people are mysterious and weird, the source of wealth is unknown, the wealth you get from him is naturally not from the right way, maybe it is the income from his murder and overkill." With such a large amount of stolen goods, you actually want to take it for yourself? That is a delusion! I am waiting to come here today to seek justice for my colleagues in Xiaozhou!"
"Hehe!" Song Dongyuan laughed and said, "Reversing black and white, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, inaction, shameless! But it's useless to say more, if you want to get Yuanshi from me, you have to see if you have that ability!"
"Song Dongyuan!" another middle-aged man shouted angrily, "You can see clearly, each of us is of the same level as you, do you still want to fight against so many of us?
"A group of rabble, what's the use of having a lot of people?" Song Dongyuan sneered, "When Song killed people across the continent, you weren't born yet! The old man has always paid attention to killing one to make money, killing two to earn one. Since you want to force the old man to work hard, it's no problem to kill two or three of you. I wonder which of you would like to be my sword revenant?"
"Mr. Dongyuan is really good at bragging!" "Wuwei Jushi sneered, "We can kill you in an instant if we attack together, and you actually boast that you can kill two or three of us, isn't it ridiculous!"
"Do you say the old man is bragging?" Song Dongyuan looked at Wuwei and smiled indifferently, "Then you will die!"
After speaking, the sword flashed, and the person had arrived in front of the Wuwei layman, who only felt a pain in his chest, looking at the ancient sword that was deeply inserted in his chest, and there was an unbelievable look in his eyes.
"How is this ...... Maybe?" Wuwei raised his head and glanced at Song Dongyuan, hissed, and then fell down heavily!
He would never have imagined that Song Dongyuan's sword was so fast that he didn't have time to react. He is a sixth-level martial artist like Song Dongyuan, why is Song Dongyuan so much stronger than him?
He is dead, and the dead will not know any answers.
"What a fast sword!"
Seeing Song Dongyuan violently kill people and kill Wuwei laymen with one sword, the sixth-level martial artists were all shocked.
The speed at which Song Dongyuan unleashed his sword was not at all what they could have imagined. Only then did they remember that Song Dongyuan had lived for almost four hundred years, and he had become a sixth-level martial artist more than three hundred years ago.
For more than three hundred years, although he has not been able to go further and become a high-level martial artist, Song Dongyuan's strength is probably invincible among middle-level martial artists. Unless those sixth-level martial artists of the mysterious family with the power of the family bloodline, they can match it.
Yet there is no such person among those here today. The powerhouse of the real mysterious family may not come to do such a murderous and treasure-grabbing thing. The more powerful the family, the more they pay attention to face, and this is especially true of the major families in Xiaozhou.
A sword to kill a layman, Song Dongyuan's long sword is still clean, and there is no trace of blood.
Looking around at everyone proudly, Song Dongyuan sneered: "This place is Song's home, and Song will never leave." Song may die today, I don't know who else wants to be buried with Song?"
The crowd looked at each other, but they didn't speak. Song Dongyuan's terrifying attack speed, no one had the confidence to block such a sword.
Finally, the man in Taoist clothes opened his mouth and smiled, "Mr. Higashihara, why should he be like this. All we want is a little money, and it is also the luck of Mr. to be able to get 10 billion yuan of stones, and since everyone knows about it, Mr. will definitely be in trouble in the future. If the gentleman gives us a little, we will leave and bother him again. The gentleman can also pack up early and leave this place of right and wrong. After all, in this Xiaozhou, Mr. is far from invincible. ”
"You junior speaks to the ear, much better than that Wuwei layman. Song Dongyuan's expression softened slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Say, how much do you want?"
"There are thirteen fellow believers here, each ...... 500 million is enough!" The young man in the costume thought for a moment.
Everyone looked at each other and nodded. Song Dongyuan's sword was too ruthless, and no one wanted to face his attack alone. 500 million yuan is a lot, and it was not in vain.
"500 million stones...... You're not greedy. Song Dongyuan thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I can promise you this condition." I have one condition, though. ”
"What conditions? The young man in the costume said continuously.
Song Dongyuan looked at the martial artists here from all over Dongyuan Peak, a trace of disgust appeared in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The old man would rather bend than bend, and he never wants to be threatened, and the conditions I promised to you today are already an exception." If this matter spreads, it will inevitably damage the old man's reputation, so you must swear an oath to keep it a secret and not leak it! Otherwise, the old man would rather fight to the death!"
"Don't worry, sir, we will keep it a secret. The young man in the Taoist costume hurriedly said.
"You are all people of status, I can trust your words. Song Dongyuan said, "But these guys under the mountain, I can't believe it." Fame is more important than life for the old man, in order to prevent today's incident from leaking out, please take action and kill all these young people!"
"This ......" The warriors looked at each other, all of them showing hesitation.
Such killings, completely disregarding identity, will damage reputation if it spreads. Besides, many of these people have a certain background, and after killing, they will inevitably get into trouble for themselves.
"If you don't want to, then you don't need to talk about it!" Song Dongyuan saw everyone hesitating, and smiled coldly, "I'll wait for you to have a big battle, and life and death will be safe!"
The young man in the Dao robe gritted his teeth, his body flashed down, and the long sword in his hand flickered, and in an instant, he cut down two fourth-level martial artists who were watching from afar.
Someone took the lead, and everyone no longer hesitated, anyway, in the future, this matter can all be pushed on Mr. Higashihara. At that moment, one by one, the warriors rushed down to the top of the peak and rushed towards the warriors from all over the mountain.
There is a huge difference between the sixth-level martial artists and the fifth-level martial artists, and the martial artists under the mountain peak can't even see their figures, so they are killed one by one. Some of them wanted to run away when they saw that the situation was not good, but how did their speed compare to that of the sixth-level martial artists? For a while, the sword light was everywhere in the Dongyuan Peak, blood was splashed, and all the martial artists were killed to the ground by the sixth-level martial artists.
At the peak of Dongyuan Peak, the moment the warriors rushed down, Song Dongyuan quickly swept into a stone house, and then quickly swept out. Looking at the scene of blood splashing all over Dongyuan Peak, a sneer also appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After a few breaths, there were no low-level martial artists in all parts of Dongyuan Peak, and some were just broken corpses. Nearly a hundred fourth- and fifth-level martial artists were slaughtered, and all the sixth-level martial artists returned to the peak.
"Mr. Higashihara, you can give us the Yuanshi!" the young man in Taoist costume carried a blood-stained long sword.
"When you make an oath of secrecy, I will give you the Yuanshi. Song Dongyuan said in a deep voice.
"Okay!" the young man in disguise nodded, and vowed not to divulge today's events. Seeing this, the other twelve sixth-level martial artists also made an oath one by one.
"Now it's okay!" said the young man in disguise.
"Well, that's good. Song Dongyuan smiled slightly, suddenly rushed forward, and a cold sword light burst out, stabbing the chest of the young man!
"Poof!" The long sword pierced into the heart of the young man in the Taoist costume, blood splattered, and the young man in the Taoist costume was full of horror on his face, and he fell down heavily!
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