"You don't deserve to be called a swordsman at all, you are a disgrace to a swordsman, you simply insult the sword in your hand!" There was already a gasping sound between the words of the sword, and there was hot air rising from him, and his back was covered with the liquid that I don't know if it was sweat or rain. Some are warm, some are cold, and the two want to be combined.

"Well, that's not right! I don't have a sword in my hand, only a fishing rod, and now I'm an angler at best, what did I insult? And I'm not an insult, you see I caught so many fish, who did I insult? He is simply a fisherman among fishermen, a master among anglers! ”

"And you didn't tell me not to run, you didn't say how do I know not to run? I only know when you say not to run, but I don't know if I don't know, of course you have to run, anyway, now you're chasing, and it's a fool not to run! ”

While stepping back, there were unstoppable words popping out of the cat's greasy mouth, and the mouth cannon was played, and this thing was probably better than when he was a swordsman and an angler. The white-clothed swordsman with a sword and blood has probably been sassy for a long time, and he only has a few words in literary crepe, and he doesn't even have the words to scold people, which is really too pediatric. is greasy, but he can compete with the vegetable seller aunt in Qu'a City for half a sky, and across the street from those nosy shrews, scolding the man who took a whole day to make a truce!

"You ......" The sword was bloody, and he was speechless, and his whole face was red. Really, he had never met such a shameless swordsman, such a swordsman with a lot of gossip, for the first time in his life. Or maybe it's because the swordsmen die so quickly they don't have a chance to speak?

I don't understand a sword with blood, and he doesn't want to understand it, a real swordsman must be as simple and clean as a sword. He really wanted to kill the cat cleanly, but every time he took a step, he took a step back and chased after him, but he still couldn't catch up with the cat.

"Alas~" A trace of sorrow welled up on his brows, and a cat greasy grabbed the last fish in the fish basket. He didn't have to look at it, but he could clearly remember that he had caught twenty-three fish, including the one on the rod he had just fished, and it was the result of his two hours, and it was the last fish.

The fish carcasses all the way, the braised carp all the way, the fishy smell has been completely covered by the gradually increasing rain. I sniffled, I was tired, and I didn't want to, so I could only continue to throw the carp in my hand.

He didn't need to look at it, he also knew that this fish, like the twenty-two fish in front of him, would never become braised carp again.

With a bitter face, the rest of the fish baskets and fishing rods are all eating guys, and if they are used to resist the sword of the white-clothed swordsman, then they must be the same as those fish, there is no return. But if he died, he really didn't have a sword, the package was empty, there were no weapons, only all kinds of food and raw materials, and even if he did, there was no way to take them out of it after entering the battle. Otherwise, all players will be a mobile arsenal capable of killing anyone with a single package.

But if you don't resist, you can't do it, you are tired of trying to exhaust the physical strength of this swordsman, and finally drift away, but this swordsman is like beating chicken blood, pressing step by step, what should he do? If he dies, the items on his body will definitely fall, and there is no return, and when he runs back after he is resurrected, the fishing rod and fishing basket have long been led by whom, who to cry at that time?

The sorrow in the eyebrows and eyes is deeper, the current hour is almost noon, and it is time to start eating, and if you don't go back in time, you won't be able to eat. However, more importantly, if you miss the meal time, the cook will be worried, and there will be small emotions under the worry, and after the small emotions, you will ignore them for a long time, and thinking about it makes people feel that life is full of faint sadness.

"Anyway, let's talk about it, okay? We give you the name of the first swordsman, and I'll help you promote it after I return to the city! Otherwise, if you kill me here, no one will know that you are the first swordsman of Qu'a, right? ”

"Hmph." A sword snorted coldly, and the disdain in his eyes became stronger.

"The name of Qu'a's No. 1 swordsman lies in my own heart, and I don't care what others think or think. As long as I defeat you, naturally the first swordsman in my heart will be me, what does it matter to others? ”

"What's more...... "The pace of the sword is getting faster and faster, and his arm is holding the sword at his side, and he is taking a short rest." I don't think you're the number one swordsman in Qu'a now, I'm just afraid that it's just arranged by some idlers who don't understand swords. I kill you now just because you insulted the name of the swordsman and insulted the sword! ”

"Damn, are you finished?" There was a cat who retreated with the same speed, but they had moved from the middle of the road to the bank of the river, and if they continued, he would have no way back.

The white-clothed swordsman is now gathering momentum, deliberately, and power, and the next time he stabs his sword again, it will definitely be a thunderous blow. It turns out that it is okay to jump into the river and escape, but after seeing the fast sword of the white-clothed swordsman, you know that it is not okay. Such a fast sword, a fast sword that has given up all defenses and all concerns, as long as he delays for a while, then he will die.

So it's not for nothing that there are cats who run away and throw fish all the way. With such a fast sword, each sword is out with all its might, and he is even more unprepared, plus the angle at which he throws the fish is very tricky, and the swordsman in white throws it in space, so the swordsman in white has to change the target of the sword to those "menacing" carp.

A little change, when it gradually becomes more, will become a bigger change. The reason why a sword floats blood to stab those fish is because he can't catch up, but if he doesn't stab, then he will definitely not be able to catch up. The actual strength of each fish is very sufficient, so that after being pierced by his long sword, the split into two halves still passes by his side!

"Looks like I'm going to make a big move!" There is a cat with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Do you know why I'm called the number one swordsman in Qu'a?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." A sword drifted blood and continued to chase, and his mind did not relax.

"That's because no swordsman can kill me! No one can kill me, then I will naturally be undefeated, and I will naturally be the first! Because of me, I never lost! ”

There was a heavy step on the cat's right foot, and the whole person jumped up, from the low hillside, towards the riverbank, and the fishing rod in his hand had been thrown out.

Behind him, a sword followed closely with blood, his eyes lit up, and what he was waiting for was the same moment!

When the whole person was about to fall to the riverbank, there was a cat greasy left hand to the ground, half of his body twisted, and he was facing a sword and floating blood. At the same time, his right hand grabbed a handful of dirt from the riverbank and threw it out in the process!

"Look at my secret weapon!"

(End of chapter)

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