The meaning of the name of the swordsman is so complicated. Chongyang is also known today as the word 1 teaching

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Disguised as traveling merchants, he and Chloe arrived in the city of Les, where they stayed in an inn and tavern and began to inquire about the city.

It didn't take much for them to learn a lot from the bumpy tavernkeepers and the talkers. Among them are these evil swordsmen who are rebelling against the Red Wolf Legion in a dire situation.

No one knows who organized these sword seekers who roamed the night in black robes to hunt the Red Wolf Sergeants, but now that the Lord's Mansion has fallen, Count Custer has been imprisoned, and the top brass of the Les City Guards under his command has been wiped out, the evil swordsmen who bravely and ruthlessly resisted the Red Wolf Legion have become the last shred of comfort that the people in the city can have.

As a place of chaos in the past, the city of Les has long been rich in evil swordsmen. These swordsmans who were born and developed in the brutal struggle of forces did not have the authority of the orthodox swordsmanship of the mainland. Any kendo spirit that is promoted. We only pursue the greatest results at the lowest cost.

For this reason, they do not hesitate to smear poison on the blade of the sword, take advantage of the insidious sneak attack, take hostages to force submission, no matter how despicable and shameless and indecent and vicious means, as long as it is conducive to achieving the goal, the evil swordsman will not hesitate to use it.

They were assassins. Killers, liars, thieves, never fight your enemies unless you have to, and always wait for the opportunity to stab your target in the back.

In the peaceful past, the evil swordsman was disgusted and feared in the eyes of the common people, a strong orthodox swordsman could make countless people worship, but a strong evil swordsman could only be feared and alienated by people.

However, now that the city of Les has fallen into the shadow of tyranny, the top of the Count's army has either been killed or thrown into the dungeon along with the lord, and the remnants of the army have lost their leader. can only be at the mercy of the Red Wolf Legion, but these despicable evil swordsmen are transformed into night spirits. Cold and ferocious, he assassinated the Red Wolf Sergeant who flaunted his might in the daytime.

This is a small irony, and the people are relieved. It's more or less subtlely complicated

Taste.

After consulting with Chloe, Chongyang decided to seek contact with these allies, so he roamed the streets and rooftops in black robes at nightfall, despite the curfew orders issued by the Red Wolf Legion, hoping to encounter the evil swords1 who came out of the action.

The two were lucky, and it didn't take long for them to notice the movement, and then there was a scene.

Chongyang examined the Evil Swordsman's weapon, put it away for the time being, and then quickly left the scene with Chloe with the unconscious boy before more Red Wolf Sergeants could show up.

Io opened his eyes. What you see inside is a dazzling light. The light of Amaterasu made him feel uncomfortable, and it was only after blinking vigorously that he began to see his surroundings clearly.

It was like a hotel room, a small space neatly arranged and comfortable, with tawny linen curtains on either side of the lacquered wood windowsill hanging lazily on the arched window frames.

In front of the windowsill sat a black-haired young man, with a snow-white bandage on his head, covering almost half of his face, revealing only a left eye as black as hair, looking intently at the book in his hand.

Who is it?

Io wanted to get up. But when I exerted force in my waist, I felt a sharp pain, and I couldn't help but scream.

"You're awake. Chongyang put away the magic secret curtain "Witch Girl" in his hand, and turned his gaze to the young man on the bed.

"Who am you, and where am I?" asked Io, who gave up the struggle, lay on the bed, and looked sideways at the young man.

"You can call me Onisha, it was me and my companions who saved you last night, young evil swordsman. Chongyang put on a posture of an elder and said lightly.

"Last night" yes, last night" Io suddenly remembered what happened at that time, the operation failed, and the cold fight was ruthless. The scenes of desperate escape came to mind one by one.

Sad, cold. A blank look flashed in the young man's eyes one after another. Chongyang gave the other party plenty of time to sort out his thoughts, and just waited quietly.

"It looks like you saved my life, but why did you do that?" Io asked again after a pause. Chieftain. "Chongyang gets straight to the point.

Hear the first half of the sentence. The young man's expression was slightly stunned, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, the young man's expression became sharp.

"You want to find out the identity of the leader!?"

"No, just contact, as a swordsman seeking allies. Small, Chongyang slowly clear

The identity of the leader of the evil swordsmen who rebelled against the Red Wolf Legion was definitely a secret in the other organization, and it was a cordon that could not be easily touched.

At this time. The door was pushed open, and a lady with a plate of food entered.

Chloe brought lunch to the room and found that the teenager, who had been in a coma all night, had come to his senses and was talking to Onisha.

She silently put the meal on the table and turned to leave, but was stopped by Chongyang.

The three of them then talked, and Io was wary of the two little strangers at first, but the other was a lifesaver after all. And the words seemed so sincere that he gradually gave his trust to him, and in the end, Io agreed to contact the leader of the evil swordsman on behalf of Chongyang and Chloe.

After taking the first solid step in winning allies, Chongyang's mood was also a little lighter, and he asked about the city and the evil swordsman without curiosity without touching the other party's cordon

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Io hesitated at first, but after feeling that the two people in front of him were worthy of trust, he raised his head and spoke proudly.

"Our family has been around since the city of Les was not called the city of Less. Although we are also called "evil swordsmen", we are not like those who do whatever it takes to do their best for their masters. It has the glory of kendo that has been passed down from our ancestors for a long time."

In the world of swords, there are thousands of ways of swords, and the scraping path from the so-called orthodox authority is definitely not the only way to be strong. The Evil Swordsman, the Sword of the Evil Dao, may not be able to become the mainstream of the world, but it can always exist and continue in the non-mainstream realm.

The legends hidden in the darkness, the cold and dangerous killings, and the secrets of dusty history, make Chloe can't help but listen to them.

The entanglement between the ruler of the city of Dedelus on the surface and the evil sword ruler in the shadows, and the chapter of betrayal, deception and revenge of the cooperative alliance can be described as more than a thrilling one.

Although the struggle continues. But in the fundamental interests of the common homeland of Les City, light and darkness are identical, so there is also a scene where the lord is captured and the evil swordsman rises up to resist.

Later, Io remembered his fallen companions, and wept bitterly until he fell asleep.

He was still a child, and Chongyang looked at the young man's slightly childish face. sighed.

If he didn't try to stop it, many children younger than him would be sent to the battlefield, and Chloe gently helped the teenager pull up the quilt.

Leaving the wound to the care of the female swordsman, Chongyang left the room in silence and entered his own guest room next door.

It is clear that he is acting for his own goals, but as the process progresses, he will have more and more to take on. The greater the burden, the greater the responsibility, and the stronger the strength is needed to support!

Lie down on the bed in your room. Chongyang breathes regularly and gradually gets rid of distracting thoughts. Enter a deep meditative state.

In the body, the entire magic system is running smoothly, the magic vortex composed of the magic heart, the magic cloud, and the whirlpool, as well as the big magic bead formed in the magic vortex, and the small magic bead in the magic cloud, accept the elemental energy absorbed from the outside world.

With Chongyang's mind control, the speed at which the magic whirls absorbed elemental energy further increased, and the power of the whirlpool was instilled into the whirlpool, urging the many magic belts of the whirlpool's ribbon-like structure to shrink and entangle violently, condensing into brand-new magic beads.

The second floor of the mystery realm curtain is "blasted"!

The second mystery, which would have taken a longer time to accumulate before it could be impacted, was now condensed and formed due to the idea of harvesting the mountain-breaking sword. As with the first mystery of condensation, when "burning", after a new small system of magic beads is formed in the outer vortex, the magic clouds inside the vortex correspond to the external changes, refining smaller magic beads in the network structure.

After the formation of the new and large magic beads, the overall magic vortex breaks through the original boundaries and continues to absorb energy to grow, until the new system operates together to a stable level, and the resonance power suddenly bursts out.

In a trance, a second round of bright moon appeared on the heavenly dome of the magic world, blooming with mysterious brilliance.

Chongyang opened his eyes. Sit up slowly and look out the window. It wasn't even night, and the light of the Aprasuya diffused through the cracks in the windows, forming tiny pillars of light.

Condense a new orb. The second mystery was even simpler than expected, so simple that it didn't feel like a breakthrough.

If ordinary magicians know Chongyang's current thoughts, they will definitely vomit blood three times in anger: I have seen a genius, but I have never seen a genius so unconscious!

Although it lacks a sense of reality because of its simplicity, Chongyang can clearly feel his strength increase

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"Blasting, mystery. Arcane can be used better in actual combat than "burning", after all, most of my spell kills are based on explosive effects. Small.

He stood up, flicked his right hand, a flash of fire popping from the tip of his index finger, and flicked it at a vase on the table next to him.

The moment the tiny, flames touched the huge vase, there was a muffled sound and countless almost powder-like fragments exploded.

The vase was blown through a large hole, but it didn't crack, it didn't even fall off the table, it just shook slightly in place.

Before condensing the "blasting" orb, it was difficult for Chongyang to achieve this level even if his magic was extremely precise, because it was no longer just a matter of control, but involved a deeper nature of spells.

This is just a small experiment, but it is enough to reflect the essential difference in the strength of the mages before and after condensation.

"Spell explosions are more concentrated and efficient than ever before, like "homemade explosives have been turned into precision bombs that can be directed and exploded." Chongyang thought to himself.