Crazy Sword Slot, because of the sword wind is crazy and the sword style is arrogant, so it is named. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info It has been famous for a long time and is one of the few strong swordsmen on the continent.

For most swordsmen, the word "Slote" is not only a simple name, but also a mountain that they have been looking up to and pursuing all their lives.

Although Slote's name is very famous, very few people have seen his true face. Everyone only knows that this man is strong, but no one knows how strong he is.

Because over the years, few people dared to challenge this sword maniac, and although a few people had fought him, they couldn't make this sword maniac take it seriously. In other words, no one can force this sword maniac to really use his full strength, so no one knows how strong he really is.

Keno had never met Slote, of course, but he had heard his master talk about the name. Don't get me wrong, although Keno's master is much more powerful than Keno, he is far from being qualified to fight Slote, and his master only glanced at Slote from a distance when Slot fought with others.

Because the distance was too far, and Slot's speed at that time was very fast, Master Keno didn't see Slote's appearance clearly, but the red and fiery moire sword in Slot's hand left a deep impression on Master Keno, so his master would talk about it to people, and it happened to be heard by Keno who was standing on the side.

Originally, Keno would not have associated the drunken man in front of him with the mainland powerhouse Slot, but just now Slote didn't pull out the sword at his waist, just sat there and released a little murderous aura at them, leaving them powerless.

Keno himself was also a sixth-level swordsman, and he hadn't put so much pressure on him when he had met an eighth-level swordsman before, so he really couldn't believe that the man in front of him would be an unknown person. Just when this idea was born in Keno's heart, he happened to see the long sword pinned to Slot's waist, so he suddenly thought of the "mad sword Slote" that his master once said.

After Keno shouted the name, seeing that Slote's expression did not change, and he took another sip of wine very indifferently, he became more and more convinced that the man he was facing now was Slote himself.

Slote, is it really Slote, how could he be here?

For a moment, Keno's heart was confused, he was surprised, scared, confused, dazed, and of course, a little incredulous.

At this time, Slot, who was sitting on the tree, suddenly glanced at Keno lightly, which made Kino's whole body stiffen, and only heard Slote say: "Those few of your subordinates are now practicing with my "love disciples", whether they live or die depends on their luck, not for you to decide! I don't want to repeat it a second time, you guys hurry up and get out of front of me now, otherwise..."

Speaking of this, Slote suddenly threw the wine jar in his hand into the air, and then, he saw one of his arms move slightly.

In the next second, a whirlwind suddenly rose, and when the whirlwind passed, the wine jar that had just been thrown out by Slote was like strips of cloth that had been cut, and each one was extremely thin.

Looking at the countless pieces of porcelain falling from the sky, Keno's whole person was already stunned. If he hadn't just heard the sound of a long sword unsheathed, he would never believe that someone could unsheath it so fast. The move just now seems simple, but it is absolutely impossible to do it without high strength.

First of all, cutting porcelain jars is like cutting tofu, which is not something ordinary people can do, and it is so fine and evenly cut. Cutting through a porcelain or even an iron object is not a difficult task for a powerful swordsman with courage, but what is difficult is the grasp of strength and the control of courage.

If Slote had cut the iron into pieces, Keno might not have been so horrified, but Slote had just cut a piece of porcelain that was very fragile!

That's not all, secondly, he didn't see Slote's movement from the sword to the sword return, but he heard a crisp sound of the long sword unsheathed, and then he saw the scene in front of him.

How fast does Slote have to be to do this? He drew his sword, and more than one, but Keno saw nothing, his eyes were just a flower, and he only saw the broken pieces of porcelain altar flying down in mid-air.

Could it be that this is the true strength of the top swordsmen in the continent? Could it be the strength of the mad sword Slote?

For a moment, Keno suddenly had huge doubts about himself. Sixth-level swordsman?What is a sixth-level swordsman?In front of these truly strong men, a dignified sixth-level swordsman can't even make the act of drawing his sword, is this the strength that he has always been proud of?

The five people who had been staying behind Kino were just swept away by the murderous aura released by Slote, and they all knelt on the ground, and their consciousness was almost completely emptied, but fortunately, Slote withdrew the murderous aura in time, so that they did not completely lose consciousness.

The few people relied on each other's support to stand up, just in time to see Slote throw out an empty wine jar, and the wine jar instantly became a scene of cracked silk in mid-air.

Several people stood in place instantly, not daring to move. I'm afraid that if I move, I will become a fate with the wine jar.

After being silent for a long time, Keno's whole body seemed to be drained away, and he was in a trance when he thought of the word "beloved apprentice" that Slote had just said.

Could it be that one of the two men and one woman was Slote's apprentice? Did they deliberately tease themselves by pretending to be pigs and eating tigers? Or was there someone else in Slote's mouth?

But no matter what the truth is, Keno already understands that Aaron's men are here today, and they are finished! And he can't save them, because in front of them is a mad sword Slot!

Who is to blame? Who can be blamed? The only thing to blame is that they themselves are too greedy and get into such a big trouble. Of course, if you have to look for it, there may be another reason to blame, that is, they were too bad luck today!

Keno glanced in the distance and then said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

As soon as the words came out, the rugged big man behind him immediately subconsciously said, "Boss, Dolly, they are also..."

As soon as the big man spoke, he met Keno's gaze when he turned to look at him, and immediately shut up and didn't dare to say more. In fact, now all of them understand that their teammates can't come back, and they don't have the ability to go to the rescue!

Dahan sighed, as if he was wondering whether he really wanted to abandon his teammates like this and leave, and by this time, Keno and the others had already turned around and walked far away.

Glancing up at Slote, who was still sitting in the tree, the big man stomped his foot on the ground fiercely, and finally turned around and walked away quickly.

(To be continued.) )