Chapter 1: Sword Contest in the Ring

Chengdu.

Prosperous.

The Wolong Ring is in the center of Chengdu.

All of a sudden, all of a sudden, the players here are all here.

They watched, with adoration on their faces, their eyes full of excitement.

Just because there was a man in black clothes, black pants and black boots standing on the stage.

He had a sword in his hand, a demonic sword. His scabbard was pitch black, the hilt was pitch black, the sword spike was pitch black, and even the jade pendant hanging from the sword spike was pitch black.

Is it that people have demonic nature? Or is it a sword?

Could it be the hand holding the sword?

Everyone stared at his sword and his hand in disbelief.

This hand does not have any advantages other than neat nails and fair skin.

But today thirty-six have fallen under his sword, and not one of them has been able to dodge one of his swords.

Not a single one!

What kind of sword is this? Who is he?

I heard that today, Qiu Nan, the Tianshan swordsman from the Wolong Gang, the largest gang in Shuzhong, is coming here to challenge this person.

Hearing the news, the whole Chengdu was boiling, and they all put down their tasks and came here to watch the results of this battle.

Even the old turtle of Daci Temple heard the news and came here for the first time.

The old turtle claims to be Chengdu, and there is nothing he doesn't know about in Chengdu.

A player next to him immediately recognized the old turtle, and he was very excited when he saw the old turtle, and then he asked excitedly and respectfully: "Mr. Turtle, who do you think can win this competition?" ”

The old turtle stroked his beard, and said with an unfathomable and proud expression: "I think it's the person on this stage." ”

The player said: "But the Tianshan swordsman has never been defeated under the sword once since his debut, and he is also the hall master of the Tianshan Hall in the first hall of Wolong." ”

The old turtle said: "In Shuzhong, except for the wind and snow of the Qingcheng faction, Yan Qiqi of the Emei faction and Lu Xiaoqi of the thunder and lightning faction are no one of his opponents in swordsmanship. ”

There were a few more players next to him, all of them with their heads held high, and they all had a logo of the Wolong Gang on their chests, which were obviously members of the Wolong Gang. One of them said contemptuously: "Old turtle, you are bragging again, I think this person can't even take the ten swords of our hall master." You haven't seen our hall master's terrifying swordsmanship, it can really scare you to death. ”

The old turtle smiled and shook his head, and he said, "I don't need ten swords, I think I can tell the winner within five swords." ”

The players around them suddenly burst into laughter, and some even fell to the ground laughing and clutched their stomachs before continuing to laugh.

"The old turtle used to have a time when he looked away, and the old turtle was an old turtle after all. He must have been wrong this time. ”

"I said, the old turtle is just like this, usually full of female yellow, in fact, he has been blind a few times, so that you think how amazing he is, in fact, I think he is no different from the big blind man next to him."

"Is that big blind man also a master of the world?"

"Actually, it's just an afterthought, and now there are no masters who tell fortunes, they are all cheating everyone's money."

The player blew up the pot again and burst out laughing.

Of course, the old turtle was very uncomfortable to hear this laughter, he was the kind of person who liked to be sought after.

He was a little angry and said to the player next to him who was talking to him for the first time, "Do you have any money on you now?" ”

The player nodded timidly, a little scared.

The old turtle continued: "How many? ”

The player said, "It's only 10,000 taels." ”

The old turtle said: "10,000 golden tickets are not a lot." ”

The player said, "It's a silver ticket." ”

The old turtle shook his head in disappointment and said, "You missed an opportunity to make a lot of money." ”

When the player heard that there was money to be made, his eyes lit up a little and said, "What do you mean? ”

The old turtle said: "I want you to take out all the money and bet on the side to kill Qiu Nan within the five swords of the man in black." ”

The player quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, that's all my belongings." The stakes are so big that I don't even dare to press who wins or loses, let alone the five swords. ”

The old turtle said anxiously: "If you don't press this money, you have to press it, even if you lose, even if it is mine, you will go to Daci Temple with me to get it later." Win and count yours. ”

The player's eyes lit up again: "Really? ”

The old turtle said, "Of course." ”

After a while, the player put all the money on the bet.

When he returned, the old turtle asked, "How much does it cost to press five swords?" ”

The player said a little weakly: "One loss of one hundred, I regret it a little now, I always feel too unreliable." ”

The old turtle said: "It's not your money, what do you regret." If you lose, it's mine, if you win, I don't want a point, you can buy me two altars and Wang Ji Zhu Yeqing. ”

The player nodded and said, "Can you really win?" ”

The old turtle stroked a few more strands of his beard, revealing an unfathomable smile.

The sun is scorching.

It's noon.

Summers in Chengdu are even hotter.

The players almost couldn't wait, they were covered in a hot sweat.

And they are not only hot but also thirsty, not only thirsty but also hot.

Isn't the man in black hot? Isn't the man in black thirsty? Isn't the man in black hungry?

He is also a regular player. Of course, he was thirsty and hungry.

He was hungrier and hotter than anyone present. His physical strength has been continuously reduced, and it is known that after his physical strength has dropped to twenty percent, he can no longer use his hands.

For he has stood from early morning until now, and has not even moved.

The old turtle's face also fell at this time, and his face darkened. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "I'm afraid that my old turtle's reputation will be ruined this time, I really didn't expect this Tianshan swordsman Qiu Nan to play such a trick." ”

"Huh? Lost? Then you must return the money to me, you can go and get it now. The player said anxiously.

At this time, Qiu Nan came.

Behind him, there were dozens of Tianshan Hall masters, their footsteps were uniform, they were all dressed the same, and even the swords in their hands were the same.

Qiu Nan greeted him with a smile.

He smiled and extended his hand to greet all the players around him, as if he had arrived at his home.

Qiu Nan's face was full of energy, his steps were sonorous and powerful, and there was not even sweat on his forehead.

Qiu Nan finally stood on the stage.

He's still smiling, he's sure he's going to win.

He had already heard the report from his subordinates, and the man in black had not moved, not only did he not eat, but he did not even drink saliva.

Qiu Nan had already eaten to his heart's content, and when he came, he had already eaten two roast chickens from Wangji Tavern and drank four large bowls of cold water that had just been beaten out of the ancient well.

He is neither hungry nor thirsty now.

He was very comfortable.

But when he suddenly opened his eyes to look at the man in black, he suddenly didn't feel comfortable anymore.

Not only was he uncomfortable, but he was also very uncomfortable.

He suddenly felt an invisible pressure, which overwhelmed him and almost tore him apart.

The pressure turned out to be from the sword.

The pitch-black scabbard, the pitch-black hilt, the pitch-black sword spike, and even the jade pendant are pitch black.

He felt the sharpness of the sword without a fight, as if a sword had pierced his throat.

He gritted his teeth and shook his head, slamming himself awake and shocked.

The old turtle smiled, and now he suddenly had faith again.

Qiu Nan pretended to be calm and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Swordsman."

Even the voice seemed to be pitch black and cold.

Qiu Nan didn't even feel a trace of warmth, and now he even felt the coldness around him. "Do you know who I am? I am the famous Tianshan swordsman Qiu Nan, I am not only ranked in the top three in the Tianshan faction, but also in the top ten in the entire Shu. If you know each other, you will admit defeat, and I will not be difficult for you. Otherwise, it will be too late to regret it after being killed. ”

"I don't regret it, and I don't throw in the towel."

Powerful and unrivaled momentum, surging confidence. Although there are only a few words, the voice is not loud, and it is bland, but it is different when it reaches Qiu Nan's ears.

"You're not afraid of death?" Qiu Nan said with a little weakness.

"Don't be afraid, no one can kill me."

"Friend, let's laugh, no one dares to be the first in this Jianghu, not even Qin Shi Mingyue, the rain sword."

The man in black turned to say, "Perhaps, but it's not you." ”

In his eyes, there may be only one person in the world who can kill him with a sword, and that person is Ye Guxue.

The leaves are lonely, the snow is cold, and lonely.

Not all people can be called Ye Guxue, and not all swords are called Fallen Leaf Blowing Snow Sword!

As the man in black spoke, his right hand had left the hilt of his sword.

Qiu Nan's hand was holding the hilt of his sword at this time, and before the man in black could finish speaking, his sword had already been drawn.

The blade of the sword is cold, and the sword momentum is electric and fierce, and the speed is abnormal.

From drawing the sword to stabbing the man in black in the throat, it was only a blink of an eye.

The sword was so fast that it didn't even have a chance for the man in black to dodge.

Qiu Nan smiled happily, with a look of achievement and satisfaction.

Everything is within his calculations, he has always calculated before making a move, and he will never take the initiative to shoot without the certainty of victory, so he has not been defeated!

The man in black didn't seem to be able to hide at all, maybe he didn't want to. If you can't hide, why hide?

The black light flashed again, as dazzling as a black meteor in the daytime, brilliant! The man in black's sword was drawn out of nowhere.

Then the blood flowed out.

Blood dripped from the sword of the man in black, and there was no trace of sympathy in his eyes, but on the contrary, they were full of indifference.

What battle has not been experienced in the late autumn? How could he not know what Qiu Nan meant.

Qiu Nan's throat suddenly felt cold, and then blood flowed out, and he only saw a flash of black light suddenly flash in front of his eyes.

Then the cold blade pierced his throat, his eyes almost bulging out, and he would never believe that there was such a fast sword until he died.

The moment he drew his sword, he could clearly see that Qiu Shiyang's hand was not pressed on the hilt of the sword, and there was even a wide distance.

This distance is enough for the late autumn sun to never draw a sword.

But no one was thinking about that anymore.

The old turtle's eyes also widened, he bet on the five swords, and the five swords will have many moves, and one sword will produce many changes.

But this sword has not changed in the slightest!