Ning Chen came to the stall with Shandong green onions, and was about to ask how much it cost a catty.

Suddenly, the owner behind the stall rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

“？”

A question mark popped up on Ning Chen's head.

Then the nearby stall owners and customers fell to the ground and fainted, and the scene was very strange.

"Puff! Puff!"

The sound of falling to the ground kept coming.

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be scared half to death, but who was Ning Chen? He immediately found the "murderer".

A large hole was broken in the roof of the wet market.

On the load-bearing steel beam below, two people stand.

An elderly man, thin in stature, wearing a kimono and wielding a katana.

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The formless and colorless, tide-like sword intent spread out from his body, and anyone who came into contact with this sword intent would faint instantly.

Except for Ning Chen and a young man standing in front of him.

There were dozens of sword wounds on the young man's body, but none of them were deep or fatal, but they were bleeding profusely, and he was almost dyed into a bloody man.

He was half-kneeling on the steel beam, panting, blood gushing out of his wounds.

"Do you feel it? ”

The old man raised his long sword, and there was a hint of hatred in his indifferent Japanese, "The old man wants you to repay a hundred times the pain you suffered before the longevity boy." ”

"Hmph, the dignified Sword Saint of the Sakura Country actually crossed the ocean and came to hunt down one of my juniors in person...... Tokugawa Ichiro, you're not afraid of the news getting out and making people laugh off their big teeth!"

The young man snorted coldly.

"Are these your last words?"

Tokugawa Ichiro was unmoved.

'Damn!, this old thing, who chased me from Binhai to Qingzhou, never had a killer, is he playing with me?"

The young man gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of desire to survive, "Is my Ye Gulou going to die in this kind of place today...... Huh, that's ......."

"Why is there still one who hasn't fainted?"

At the time of life and death, Ye Gulou's eyes wandered, but he found Ning Chen, who was thinking in front of the stall.

He was stunned for a moment.

Tokugawa Ichiro obviously used sword intent, and within a radius of several hundred meters, it should be impossible to have something conscious!

"In this case, do you want to pay for it?"

"Why don't you take two and sneak away? ”

Ning Chen thought secretly.

"Huh?"

Tokugawa Ichiro in the sky above also noticed him, and his expression was a little confused, "How can this be? ”

"Down!"

He ran his eyes and glared at Ning Chen fiercely.

An invisible and colorless spiritual shock shot out.

Even a master of internal strength like Ye Gulou couldn't withstand the eyesight of his sword saint Tokugawa Ichiro, and he would faint on the spot.

But the actual situation was very different from what he thought.

Ning Chen didn't feel anything, and even reached out and took two green onions, it seemed that he was here to buy vegetables.

"Nani?"

Tokugawa Ichiro's eyes widened and he looked at this Chinese young man in disbelief.

Ye Gulou was also confused, what is the situation?

How could an ordinary person resist the terrifying gaze of Tokugawa Ichiro?

You must know that this Sword Saint of the Sakura Country, but the founder of the world-class force "Yasukuni Samurai Association" today, the grandmaster will only be cut and killed!

"Good mental tenacity. ”

Tokugawa Ichiro was not in a hurry to kill Ye Gulou, but became interested in Ning Chen.

He swung the katana in his hand, and a wisp of white sword qi slashed down.

Just listen to the sound of "snort!", the vegetable stall was cut like tofu, all kinds of vegetables were scattered all over the ground, and even the reinforced concrete was cut.

The two Shandong green onions that Ning Chen had just picked were also halved by everything!

"Are you sick?"

Ning Chen scolded Tokugawa Ichiro is scolding, "You beat you, what are you doing cutting my vegetables if you have nothing to do!"

"......" Ye Gulou fell into confusion and silence.

Shouldn't normal people be frightened when they see this kind of scene?

"Interesting. The corners of Tokugawa Ichiro's mouth were hooked, and he became extremely interested in Ning Chen.

"Friend, run away!"

At this time, Ye Gulou issued a warning above, "Go to Binhai Ye's house and let my dad help me avenge!!"

Ning Chen didn't bother to pay attention to these two people.

He threw away the sparsely chopped green onion in his hand and picked up the one again.

"Click!"

The white sword qi came in response and chopped this green onion as well.

Ning Chen's forehead protruded a green tendon, and he slowly raised his head, "Old man, you're impatient, aren't you......?"

"Hmph, who the hell are you?"

Tokugawa Ichiro sneered, stared straight at Ning Chen, and said in broken Chinese: "Will the Guwu Association send such a little boy like you to die?" ”

"I'm here to buy groceries, and I'm not interested in getting involved in your business. ”

Ning Chen took a deep breath, "If you dare to chop my green onion again, I will chop you, and I will do what I say." ”

With that, he bent down again and picked up the last green onion.

"Huh!"

White sword qi, strike again!

How could he be a dignified Sword Saint, an existence above the Grandmaster, to be frightened by a little kid?

If you ask me not to split, I won't split, so wouldn't I be very faceless?

I'm not just going to chop onions, I'm going to chop you!

With such a thought, Tokugawa Ichiro does not intend to continue to entangle with cannon fodder like Ning Chen, this sword is to kill him with people and onions, and fiercely deter the Ancient Martial Arts Association!

But in the next second, Ning Chen disappeared strangely.

The sword of the dignified sword saint was actually cut empty.

"Nani!"

Tokugawa Ichiro was shocked, and quickly concentrated, and his consciousness swept in all directions, searching for Ning Chen's location.

"In the back!"

He turned around suddenly, and sure enough, he saw Ning Chen.

This young man of Huaguo, who still had a hint of immaturity on his face, used green onions as a sword, and his face was extremely cold.

"It's not !! good"

Tokugawa Ichiro's heart was beating violently.

Master!

He looked away, this young man was just like him, a master above the grandmaster!

"The Insidious Ancient Martial Arts Association!!"

Tokugawa Ichiro let out a roar of rage, and as soon as he raised his katana horizontally, the green onion struck him in the neck at an incredible speed.

Then, something terrible happened.

Tokugawa Ichiro's head snorted and flew into the sky!

The green onions swept by, bringing up a fountain of blood columns!

The Sword Saint of the Sakura Country has been beheaded!

“......”

Ye Gulou looked at this scene, his brain went blank.

Ning Chen had already landed, looked at Tokugawa Ichiro's fallen corpse with disgust, and muttered, "True Nyima is cheap." ”

Throwing away the green onion that had killed people, he ran to another stall to get one, and then took a few winter bamboo shoots in his hand, and then walked slowly to the outside of the vegetable market.

It was only at this time that Ye Gulou came back to his senses.

He held his head in his hands and tore his hair outward.

He's dead!

Sword Saint Tokugawa Ichiro, dead??

Decapitated by a green onion!

"Wait!"

Ye Gulou hurriedly jumped down from above, landed beside Ning Chen, and looked at him with a complex and shocking look, "Front...... Senior, you ......"

"Is there something wrong?"

Ning Chen glanced at him.

"Poof!"

Ye Gulou knelt directly on the ground, hugged his fists and said, "Please accept me as an apprentice!"