The old man slowly pushed the door open, and as soon as he found that the chain that locked the second son was broken, the sword that had condensed the momentum to the extreme, he would cut off his head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Walking into the room, a human huddled in a corner like a beast, watching the old man shiver.

"It doesn't look like you. Looking at the intact chains, the old man lost his momentum.

At the moment when the momentum dissipated and his spirit relaxed, he suddenly felt a pain in his back.

The old man suddenly turned around and found that his son, who was supposed to be in a wheelchair, was actually standing behind him, and a bone whip was slowly being pulled out from his back.

"Why, you ......" the old man looked at Bruzer's leg in surprise.

"I just accepted a gift from an oriental friend. Brussel remained deferential, not at all like the man who had attacked his father.

The old man turned around and slashed his sword, and Bruzzer leaped backwards and dodged.

"You, want to kill me?" Looking at the son who had just attacked, the old man's eyes were still calm.

"Yes, father. He still maintained a deferential expression.

"The real beast sword, is that you?"

"Yes, father. ”

"If you want to do it, go straight to the point. The old man approached his son step by step, "This kind of half-baked attack might as well not be used." ”

"If I stab you in the vital point and get slashed, I'll be the one who gets killed. Bruzer smiled, most of the strong have special protection measures for vital parts, so the blow he just gave was to reduce his father's mobility, not to kill his father.

"I don't understand why you dare to attack me. The old man pointed his sword at his son, "Even if you regain your mobility, you will not be able to defeat me." ”

"That's why I'm bringing you here, to this place where you're going to be for many years. He turned to his brother, "Attack this man." As he spoke, he pointed to his father.

Hearing his order, the younger brother who dragged the heavy sword rushed forward like a beast, even more wild than the beast sword that Bruzer was dressed up.

"He can't win me. The old man turned around and slashed his sword, and his sword skills burst out with the blue sword, and his younger brother flashed with a sad scream, but he rushed up again.

"But the two of us can outshine the injured you. Bruzer pulled out a heavy sword from under the wheelchair, and put on a posture that looked like both his younger brother and Aven, the sword technique was activated instantly, the energy flowed to the heavy sword, and the smell of blood wafted, "This is the swordsmanship you want me to develop, now, please experience it yourself." ”

As he spoke, he rushed to his father's side, and together with his brother, he flanked the old man who had carved fear into his bones......

The fierce battle lasted for several hours, and the old man was nailed to the wall, although he would not die immediately, but he would not survive, and on the side, Bruce and his younger brother were covered in wounds.

"Why did you stagger your sword for the final blow?" Bruzer's voice trembled.

"I didn't stagger. The old man shook his head, "You defeated me", the dying old man actually smiled rarely, his eyes blooming with a brilliance that had never been seen before.

"Don't you ask me why I'm doing this?"

"There's no need, it's enough for me to know that you have the ability to wield a sword, to know that you have the ability to nail me to the wall. The blood spilled out, but the more the old man laughed, the happier he became, "It seems that the family will not be destroyed." ”

"Until the end, do you still think of us as mere instruments of the family!" Brussel roared angrily, "We are your blood!

"So what?" said the old man smiled, "you are the ones who killed her, my most hated enemy. He coughed lightly, blood sliding down the corners of his mouth, "Fortunately, now you can make her death have some value...... Finish. The sparkle in his eyes faded, and the old man hung his head.

"Father?" he carefully put his hand on his father's neck, took a few steps back, and laughed wildly, and in the midst of the laughter, a few tears fell from his cheeks to the ground.

"Finally, I have avenged you. He stroked the smooth bracelet in his hand, the last token that his lover had left for himself.

Bruzer picked up his father's newly forged sword, walked up to his brother, and slammed it down, and the chain that locked his brother broke in response, he was the second reason why he was determined to kill his father, he had begged his father several times to let his brother go, let him grow up in the sun, and keep him away from blood and killing, but all this was useless, in his father's eyes, they were just tools, tools to keep the family going.

As long as the father is alive, the younger brother will live as a beast.

"Let's go. Brussel picked up his brother, took him by the hand, and slowly paced out the door.

Outside the door, the villagers anxiously waited for Bruzer's message, they knew, then, they heard the footsteps, the villagers relaxed, they could hear, this kind of footsteps that always maintained the same rhythm and intensity, could only be the footsteps of the strong, and there was only one strong man who could walk in the house, but they were a little puzzled, why there was a sound like a beast moving.

The villagers wanted to say hello to the "Chieftain...... but when they saw the comer, they were all stunned, and Bruze, who was walking upright, and a man with a frightened face like a beast, appeared in front of everyone.

"Where's the chief?"

"How can you walk?"

"Who is he?"

Questions were thrown one after another, but Bruzer answered nothing.

"Look! That wild man is holding a sword, could he be a beast sword!" Suddenly, a villager noticed his brother.

"Kill him and avenge the villagers!" they further affirmed their inference at the thought of the appearance of the legendary beast sword.

Bruzer sighed, he didn't help his brother change his appearance, because he knew that no matter how his appearance changed, his brother's behavior pattern would not change.

Under the roar of the villagers, the younger brother had already drawn his sword and made a threatening gesture at the approaching villagers, as long as the villagers approached again, the sword would cut them in two.

"No killing. As soon as Bruzer gave the order, the younger brother sat down honestly, and he turned to the villagers, "He is not a beast sword, please don't hurt him." ”

"Who are you fooling?!" another villager jumped out, "Who else is the beast that can use a sword!"

"Yes, you quickly retreat, stop it, don't blame us for cutting you down!" the angry villagers chimed in, of course, they didn't dare to hurt the chief's son.

"He really didn't kill a single person. Brussel pleaded loudly, but no one would listen to him.

"Kill the beast and avenge the dead!" the villagers drew their swords one by one.