Chapter 304: Two Great Swords
Sunset, red clouds.
The sky was full of red clouds.
A blind man in gray clothes and banging on a gong walked under the red sky, and his lonely figure looked a little lonely.
With a bamboo cane in his hand, he stepped out of a grove at the end of the path, and the gong sounded "dangdang" and scattered with the twilight wind, although it was not pleasant to the ear, it sounded like music at dusk.
The blind man's face was expressionless, and the joys and sorrows of life seemed to him to be nothing more than a spring dream.
As soon as the gong sounded, Su Weiyun's hand stopped.
Yang Zheng said strangely: "Is there anything in the noodle soup?" No, Lao Zhang's noodles here are the cleanest in the vicinity. โ
Su Weiyun shook his head slowly and said, "No." โ
The blind man who sold divination had walked past the noodle stall and walked to the other end of the road, into the distance.
Just as the blind man walked past Yang Zheng, he suddenly moved.
That movement was not particularly obvious, but Su Weiyun could feel it.
At that moment, all the muscles in Yang Zheng's body immediately tensed, and he entered a state of alert, just like a keen cheetah when it smelled danger.
Su Weiyun said to him, "You also feel it?" โ
Yang Zheng nodded, he hesitated and said: "I used to have a very close person once told me: A martial arts master who has killed countless people will usually carry a kind of invisible and shadowless murderous aura, just like a sword that has hurt countless people. โ
The sword is sharp, and life is killing.
This sentence is not wrong, and most of the people who say this sentence are also martial arts masters who have killed countless people.
Su Weiyun suddenly became a little curious about the head catcher in the small city.
The blind man walked one foot deep and one foot shallow, and was already far away.
Yang Zheng continued: "Let's eat noodles, the passing of the masters on the rivers and lakes has nothing to do with us." โ
Su Weiyun was just about to move his chopsticks when he heard another voice.
"One or two small noodles, clear soup. Don't put anything. โ
Next to the noodle stall, a man wearing a bamboo hat with a wide top and a blue shirt walked over.
His hat was worn very low, not only covering his eyebrows and eyes, but even his face was hidden in the shadow of the bamboo hat.
He also has a sword.
The sword is behind the back.
It was a long sword in a cowhide scabbard, at least seven or eight inches longer than the sword used by ordinary people. The scabbard was already worn, but the hilt was wrapped in a new blue silk, and the brass blade and the swallow of the scabbard were polished.
When Yang Zheng glanced at this sword, his heart suddenly moved, and it was another warning like Fang Cai.
Could this be another martial arts master?
Why did two martial arts masters suddenly come here in this ordinary small city?
The blue-shirted man ate very slowly and carefully, as if he was afraid that a fly would fall in the noodles, and he was already eating the whitest clear soup noodles, but he still didn't seem to be clean enough.
It was only a small noodle or two, but he chewed it slowly and ate it for a quarter of an hour.
The blue-shirted man finally got up, paid the bill, and left.
Old man Zhang went to collect the bowl, there were still leftover white noodles in the bowl, he looked at it carefully, and exclaimed in surprise: "What evil, this person is inevitably a little more powerful." โ
Yang Zheng asked, "What's amazing?" โ
Old man Zhang said: "The small shop uses a big pot to cook noodles, and it is inevitable that a few will be broken, and when the noodles are scooped, it is inevitable that a few will be broken." But this man actually left all the broken noodles in the bowl, and did not move a single one. โ
This requires not only patience, but also a pair of eyes that can discern everything clearly.
Su Weiyun pointed to the noodles in the bowl and said with a smile: "It's the first time I've heard that there is still this way to eat noodles, it seems that I am inferior to him." โ
Old man Zhang suddenly said mysteriously: "But I definitely know that he is here to kill people." โ
Su Weiyun said: "Oh? You know that too? โ
Old man Zhang said: "I have been on the battlefield before, and the feeling he gave me was exactly the same as the feeling I felt on the battlefield, with murderous aura on my face. โ
Yang Zheng stood up suddenly.
"Lao Zhang, you send Brother Su to the inn, I have something to do."
He said as he hurried to leave.
Su Weiyun asked, "Are you going to find them?" โ
Yang Zheng said: "This is my land, I must not allow killing people here!" โ
Su Weiyun sighed: "The killing on the rivers and lakes, even if it is the head catcher of the six gates, can't control it. โ
Yang Zheng said: "I'm not the chief catcher of the six doors, I can manage it!" โ
He actually chased after the blue-shirted man.
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Twilight is coming.
The distant mountains are like ink.
Heaven and earth seem to be shrouded in a layer of hazy ink, all gray and misty, like a famous ink painting.
The blind man who sold fortune banged the gong and slowly walked to the path at the foot of the mountain.
The blue-shirted man walked towards him head-on, and the two suddenly stopped at the same time at a certain distance.
The blind man said: "The person who came is Mr. Lan Yichen and Lan Da of the 'Divine Eye Sword'?" โ
Mr. Lan Da said: "The Divine Sword should be nothing, and the eyes are already double-blind, and they can still see me?" โ
Ying Wuwu said: "Although my eyes are blind, my heart is not blind." I can see the sword aura and murderous aura on your body! โ
Mr. Lan Da said: "But you have something in your heart, and you still want to compete with me." โ
He could obviously see the murderous aura on Ying Wuwu's body.
Ying Wuwu said coldly: "I have been learning swords for thirty years, and I still have a wish unfulfilled, just to see if your 'divine eyes' are sharp, or my blind eyes are powerful!" โ
Mr. Lan slowly drew the sword behind his back.
It was an ancient sword, an ancient clumsy sword of azure blue.
The sword is not only wide, but also long, and when it is held in the hand of Mr. Lan Da, it has an aura that is as heavy as the earth and as fixed as a mountain.
Ying Wuwu also drew a sword from the bamboo cane, the snake sword.
The sword is not only narrow, but also dangerous, and it twists and turns. Looking at this sword, it was as if I had really seen a poisonous snake.
Ying Wuwu suddenly said, "Is it dark now?" We might as well fight again tomorrow. โ
"Why?"
"It's dark, you have eyes and you have no eyes, I don't want to beat you!"
Mr. Lan Da said: "You are wrong, I have a pair of divine eyes, even in the dark night, I can still see!" โ
Ying Wuwu moved in his hand, and the bamboo cane was thrown down by him, and the sword of the snake sword was uncertain, ready to attack, and it could be stabbed out at any time!
Suddenly, there was a sound of flying footsteps on the path: "Wait a minute, you can't fight!" โ
Yang Zheng had already arrived, and he said: "I am the head hunter here, and in my territory, no one can do brutal murder." It's the same no matter who you are. โ
Su Weiyun followed him unhurriedly, and a complicated look suddenly appeared in his gaze, which contained both admiration and envy.
- vendetta in the rivers and lakes, life for life, six doors can't be managed, he dares to take care of it.
- He dared to stand up for peace.
- By that alone, he is much stronger than most people in this world.
Ying Wuwu had no expression on his face at all, and the snake sword in his palm shook, and many swords had been stabbed out in a row. Looking at it again, Yang Zheng's placket had been cut through thirteen cracks.
"Can you really manage it?"
Yang Zheng said: "Unless you kill me, I will never let you kill!" โ
Ying Wuwu said: "Okay! โ
He really came out with a sword, and as soon as he came out of the sword, it was a killer move.
Of course, Su Weiyun couldn't watch Yang Zheng die in front of him.
So Su Weiyun also took out the sword at the same moment, and the same sword was a killer move!