He was tall and thin, dressed in an inconspicuous blue robe, and carried a greatsword that many would consider extremely strange.

He was ordinary-looking and young, but at the moment everyone was attracted by the big sword behind him.

According to common sense, this sword actually deserves the word sword.

"The Book of Martial Arts" has clouds: the swordsman, open the double blade, the body is straight and the head is pointed, the horizontal and vertical can hurt people, and the stab can penetrate the armor. Iron is the essence and blood is the food. Dangerous and abnormal, born to kill.

This sword should not be said to be big, because it only has a slender hilt, but there is no slender sword body that echoes the slender hilt, which is extremely nondescript and can only be regarded as a big character.

It had an extremely strange flat and wide blade, almost as wide as it was, and even more strangely, it had no tip, some of which had a neat and almost straight end. It's more like a long sword being cut off by a divine weapon, and it will become like this broken sword.

The sword weapon is half folded, and it should not be said to be a good sword.

But logically speaking, this sword is indeed a good sword. Because it is worthy of the eight-character comment of "dangerous and abnormal, born to kill".

In other words, it is a large square sword, which is pointless and short.

Liang Xiong originally thought that he would be an old master, because the secret weapon technique was quite a bit of a doorway. It's just that after recognizing the face of the person who came, it was a strange young swordsman, and he was even more interested, waiting to see this person's good show.

Everyone in the room, except for the big boss, still did not move, as if he couldn't see anyone coming, and he couldn't see the strange sword.

The second master also looked at Mu Yiya's slightly timid back with interest, smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Mu is really extraordinary, and she still has a back hand." ”

Mu Yiya finally came back from the ghost gate, she was shocked, and she didn't say anything more, just pretended to be calm and didn't talk anymore.

Speaking of this, the three axes picked up the Xuanhua plate axe with his left hand, patted his chest with his right hand, smiled gloomily, and said fiercely: "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu has to peel your skin today." ”

Fifth Uncle Mu held a handkerchief in one hand, stared at the young man who was walking slowly in the distance, and said quietly: "Young man, why do you come to die, what benefits does Miss Mu give you, it is worth your life." I'll give you double that. ”

Xu Yongzheng was slowly walking into the temple, his expression looked indifferent, as if he didn't feel that the two stones just now were a big deal. But he had to be serious, because he knew that his sword was going to be unsheathed today, and some people might not be able to get out of the ruined temple.

His steps were light, but not timid.

His pace was extremely slow, but he was unusually determined.

He ignored the noise of the three axes, and he didn't see the slightest gloom, looked at Mu Liangwu, who had a gloomy face, and said with a smile: "What she gave me, you can't give it." When the road is uneven, help each other, this is called morality. ”

The implication is that there is no need to say more, it is natural that what you do is not moral, you can't give me morality, and you can't give me double.

When Mu Liangwu heard this, if it was normal times, he would scoff at it and laugh and be pedantic. But at this moment, it was obvious that this young man had ruined his good deeds, he seemed a little impatient, looked at the young man in front of him who he thought was very naïve, frowned and said, "Morality, how much is it worth." Is it worth more than your own life?"

That's right, talk about morality, how much can it be worth in this bandit? Is it good for you to live a good life, you have to come to do something heroic. Is it better to live than to die?

Xu Yongzheng didn't want to explain more, that would make him a little verbose, so he said loudly: "I won't give my life, no one dares to take it." ”

Liang Xiong on the side heard this, and the corners of his mouth turned imperceptibly. I thought that it was really a chick who had just entered the rivers and lakes, and I was really not afraid of flashing my tongue with such big words. But it's also an interesting young man, very interesting.

However, when the indignant Three Axes on the other side heard this, they obviously didn't care. After all, he didn't do much of this kind of thing himself, but the kid in front of him obviously didn't know whether to live or die. He smiled and said, "It's moral, it's worth a fart money." I see that you kid speaks in a very loud tone, don't survive under me and die after three moves. ”

In this world, there are always a lot of people who are reasoning. Among them, the worshippers like to reason with others with their hearts, and naturally martial arts people use fists and martial arts to reason with others. For some reasons, Xu Yongzheng has always disliked reasoning with his fists, and he doesn't like others to make noise about himself with a mouth full of benevolence and morality.

But now he knew that it was useless to talk to this thief. At this time, unreasonableness is the main reason. Then the question is, how can you not be reasonable, unreasonable.

There is only one answer, naturally speaking with the sword and fist in his hand, which is convincing.

He simply took off the greatsword from his back, held it in one hand, glanced at the bladeless greatsword, and shook his head at the mountain axe.

It's provocative, and in a word, I don't think you can do it.

The three axes are already violent, like fire, and they ignite when touched. In his opinion, Xu Yongzheng's actions are tantamount to fanning the flames and adding firewood to the flames. is even more resentful of being plotted by this kid Shizi before, and he is even more angry at this moment. I can't see this little rabbit cub pretending to be full of garlic in my heart. I said ruthlessly in my heart, no matter where you got the onions and garlic today, Lao Tzu will chop you to pieces, chop you into meat puree, and feed the dogs.

He held the axe in both hands, and instead of screaming twice like so many superficial bandits, he stood on his chest. Because the axe stands on the chest, the momentum naturally rises like gunsmoke. He bent his legs slightly, gathered the momentum, and then twisted his heels violently on the flat ground, and the majestic accumulation brought by this suddenly erupted, and he himself seemed to be stepping on a wave, rushing towards Xu Yongzheng without warning.

The original name of the three axes is called the three axes, as the name says, only three axes. According to his drunken boasting to the people in the village, the three-plate axe traveled all over the world just because it was taught by a master. And in fact, he also relied on these three axes to gain a firm foothold in this small village and become the nominal third leader.

Although Liang Xiong has not been out of the rivers and lakes for many years, he also knows that the style of the three axes has some doorways in it. Not to mention the momentum on the chest of the standing axe, he has already entered the martial arts. Looking at the violent twist under the soles of his feet later, he couldn't come out of such a posture without three or five years of concentrated cultivation. However, in his opinion, this boy with an axe is only a few pounds.

He waited quietly for the movements in the hands of the three axes, as if he wanted to see what was going on.

The momentum of the three axes that shot out was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the expression was even more hideous. He wants to give full play to the advantage of the axe in the air and break the enemy in one fell swoop. So with the help of the momentum of the forward rush, he suddenly exerted his strength again in the air, the green tendons of his arms surged, driven by his arms, the axe blade swirled, and the axe was raised above his head, and the snow waist of the back mountain was appropriately forced, and the whole body made the shape of a bow in the air, and the axe was like a sharpened guillotine, which was about to split the mountain.

This style is called splitting mountains, which means splitting mountains without barriers.

His pupils constricted, and he didn't expect the kid to react so slowly.

Since you yourself are bent on death, you can't complain that I will take your head. He held a plate axe, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he rushed straight to the top of Xu Yongzheng's head and slashed it fiercely.

When the three axes approached, I saw Xu Yongzheng's left foot take a step back, holding the giant sword with his right hand, and the long sleeves of his right hand were blowing without wind, and he moved forward, and his posture looked extremely strange.

This move can be made by any swordsman, because it is very simple, this move is the basic skill of swordsmanship.

But here in Xu Yongzheng, it seems extremely unusual. When Liang Xiong saw it, his eyes showed a look of admiration.

The big sword has no edge, and the trick is not profitable, but this style is undoubtedly sharp against the top of the mountain.

With the rough and blunt against the sharp, with the blunt sword against the sharp axe, this is a duel between the blunt and the sharp.

Axe blade to sword blade, there was no imaginary sound of broken swords, and the mountain axe did not hear the usual familiar sound of flesh and bone separation, bone breaking, only the extremely strange sound of weapons colliding.

After a short while, the mountain axe's face was shocked, and the corners of his mouth opened wide, revealing an expression of disbelief. Thinking that his axe itself has a weight advantage, he doesn't regard that strange big sword as a multiple weight, as long as the two soldiers are connected, his sixty-pound axe will definitely kill the enemy in one fell swoop, if the other side does not dare to contact his own weapon, then he has enough confidence, the next two moves, the opposite side can only avoid its edge, and it is even more impossible to deal with.

But the scene in front of him, his mind is not very smart, and he can't explain it. Therefore, he was still in shock, and his ability to split the mountain with the power of his forward rush and his hands and even his whole body was not as good as the slight sword on the opposite side.

Could it be that the way of heaven has changed?

Xu Yongzheng was indifferent, because he had long known that his big sword had no edge, so he could use the sword body to resist.

As for the greatsword itself, he didn't quite understand it either. The material of the big sword itself seems to be gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, like stone not stone, but one thing is certain, that is, it is a little heavy, extremely strong, so strong that it has fought against the Divine Soldier Chuxin Sword for a long time without losing the slightest. Therefore, Xu Yongzheng is very confident that his move can not be affected by the giant axe that is far from being a divine soldier, even if he is taking advantage of the situation, even if his axe is really big.

The enemy was frightened, Xu Yongzheng of course refused to let go of such a good opportunity, his right arm stretched forward suddenly, in the eyes of others, he flicked the axe very lightly, and his left foot quickly swept on the ground, the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, naturally blowing the fallen leaves into the air, and he flipped the three axes up like this.

The mountain axe's hands were in a state of numbness at this time, and the lower half of his body was also in the embarrassing situation of waiting for the old force and the new force being difficult to survive, and it was suddenly overturned, looking extremely embarrassed.

Seeing Xu Yongzheng's movements, his right leg kicked fiercely in the middle of the three axes, kicking the strong and burly bodies of the three axes cleanly into the distance.

The three axes that were shattered by the tiger's mouth slid backwards on the ground for several meters, and finally stopped, he opened his mouth, and stopped talking, but he couldn't stop the smell of blood flowing up his throat, so he had to spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and fainted when he turned his head.

When the three axes fainted, the Xuanhua axe that had just fallen to the ground, Rao was a slightly thick soil in the broken temple, and the axe blade was also half embedded in the soil, with a muffled sound, the weight of the weight, which can be seen.

The second master, who looked like a scholar, saw this and fell into deep thought. He naturally knew that after seeing the stone, it would be impossible for the three axes to leave any strength left over against the enemy again, but even so, this young man ignored the ferocity of the three axes, and used one move without much effort, and then the autumn wind swept away the leaves, and with another move, he kicked the three axes far in the air, and finally had to spit blood and lie unconscious on the ground. He tightened his shirt and walked over to the big boss, just about to speak.

The big boss stretched out his hand, stopped the scholar from speaking, clapped his palms to show his appreciation, the chill between his eyebrows remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth said with a slight smile: "Such a good skill, why don't you come to my village to be a master?"

At this moment, the scene was quiet, and the pin drop could be heard.

The crossbow arrows outside the field are all ready to fight. Treat this boy who comes like the wind, and treat this swordsman who shows his extraordinary appearance as soon as he makes a move.

The three moves that the three axes threatened to defeat the enemy are now on the ground. The young man used his strange giant sword to thwart the enemy with one move.

Xu Yongzheng didn't answer the Mandarin of the big boss, so he stood quietly with a calm face.

Of all the people in this temple, no one dared to underestimate him or the sword in his hand.