Chapter Forty-Six: The Double-Sheathed Laughing Swordsman
Today's sun is warm, only a faint breeze blows, and it is a good weather for Edgeworth to fly. After a day of lingering on the beach, Zhao Zhong inquired and galloped towards the production area of a seven-star rock.www.biquge.info If you take a carriage, it will take at least ten days to get there, which will take a long time, so it is naturally more convenient to ride a flying sword.
Feifei stopped for two days, and Zhao Zhong was not far from his destination, and Zhao Zhong was shuttling in the middle of a mountain forest at this time. Of course, Zhao Zhong can also fly directly over the dense forest, but Zhao Zhong prefers to dodge left and right in the middle of the towering ancient trees, and try to speed up as much as possible, almost slapping on the trunk of the heartbeat, which is very exciting.
"Why haven't you flown out yet. Zhao Zhong stopped suddenly, scratching his head and looking around, "It's a little familiar around here, and it's coming back again?"
Zhao Zhong sighed helplessly, although it was a bit exciting to hide left and right in the dense forest, but there was also the danger of getting lost, there were almost no trees on the left and right, and if he was not careful, he really turned around in a big circle.
"Let's hurry up. ”
Zhao Zhong seemed to be tired of playing, and just as he was about to fly over the dense forest, he heard a whining horn not far away, and Zhao Zhong stopped again.
"Bandits, or something else? Zhao Zhong was stunned for a moment and thought for a while, "Let's go over and have a look." ”
Zhao Zhong flew in the direction of the sound, but tried to hide himself as much as possible, not wanting to be discovered.
After climbing over two small hills of about 100 meters, Zhao found that there was a huge camp erected in front of him. However, at this time, the gate of the camp was open, and hundreds of bandits armed with knives and sticks rushed out from inside, roaring towards the bottom of the mountain, and the three chief-like men pressed behind, each with a long sword behind him.
"Has anyone attacked the camp?"
Zhao Zhong felt something interesting, and looked down the mountain, but found that only one person came out of the bottom of the mountain, and walked up alone to meet the bandits. Zhao Zhong couldn't see clearly at such a distance, so he carefully flew to a nearby big tree, hiding in the thick canopy and not letting others find out.
When he got closer, Zhao Zhong found that there was only one person who walked up the mountain, and there were no reinforcements behind. This person also looks very strange, he is quite tall, but he is very thin, as if he has had a serious illness, but he should be a man in his appearance.
With a mask on his face, the mask is black and white, it turned out to be a pure smiling face, the smile is very kind, and it seems that there is a feeling of seeing through mundane things, and it seems to be made quite carefully.
The masked man was dressed in ordinary clothes, but there were two crossed scabbards wrapped around his waist, which seemed to be a double swordsman with both left and right hands, but only one of the scabbards had a sword in it, and the other was empty, and the man was also bare-handed, and he didn't see where the other sword was.
"Could it be that you didn't pay attention to the back of your waist?"
Zhao Zhong looked at this strange dress and thought incomprehensibly.
Hundreds of mountain bandits rushed in front of the man in a few strokes, blocking the narrow mountain road. But none of them besieged together, and it seemed that there was still a trace of panic in the expression of each bandit.
At this time, hundreds of bandits dodged a path and gave way to the three leaders behind them. But instead of stepping forward, the three leaders shouted at the masked man from a distance.
"Don't pretend to be a ghost, the double-sheathed sword is already dead, and the head is hanging on the city wall. We'll give you a chance today, get out of here quickly, or you'll be chopped into a pulp. ”
One of the leaders pointed at the man with the smiling mask at the bottom of the mountain and shouted, quite loudly, and the bandits waved their weapons at the masked man, screaming menacingly, but no one dared to take a step forward.
"It's okay. ”
Zhao Zhong hid in the canopy and said quite admiringly, of course, not to say that those mountain bandits, but to praise the masked man. The man stood motionless after being blocked by the bandits, but the silent momentum was much stronger than the group of bandits in front of him.
At this time, Zhao Zhong suddenly saw a pair of eyes under the smiling mask glancing at him, and Zhao Zhong chuckled inside, "Was it discovered?" But Zhao Zhong didn't move, just watched quietly.
"I warned you twice, but instead of letting go of the captured people's daughters, you went so far as to rob them. Don't talk nonsense today, since I'm here, none of you want to live. ”
The smiling swordsman stretched out two fingers and said to the group of thieves, listening to the voice, it didn't seem to be young, at least not Zhao Zhong's age.
"Why don't we play some meat and stay in this kind of old mountain forest and kill him, don't be afraid, it's just a pretending guy, and he has no ability. ”
One of the bandit leaders snorted coldly and ordered around, and a group of bandits suddenly closed again, blocking the three leaders behind them, and rushed down towards the man with the smiley mask, a weapon in his hand flashing with a cold light.
The man in the smiling mask strolled straight towards the bandits, but he didn't move the only sword left behind him.
Seeing that a person and hundreds of thieves were about to meet each other, a blood light sprinkled down, and the five or six thieves in front of the smiling masked man fell to the ground, and the masked man seemed to be still walking, without a drop of blood on his body, and there was still nothing in his hand, but the only sword behind him was replaced by another scabbard.
Everything happened too fast, a group of bandits didn't have time to react, the blood was like a splashed rain of blood, and the thieves also fell one by one as if they were deflated, hundreds of bandits fell more than half in the blink of an eye, and the man with a smiling face and mask still walked towards the mountain like walking, and he never seemed to make a move, but the sword behind his waist changed its scabbard from time to time.
"Good fast hand speed ......"
Zhao Zhong's eyes widened, and he looked carefully at the battle not far away, and he could vaguely see what seemed to be the man's hand, but it was only a flash, and he couldn't see it clearly in the scattered blood.
"Run!"
"The double-sheathed sword is alive!"
Most of the bandits were dead, and the rest of the bandits seemed to react, looking at the smiling masked man with no blood, and fled as if he had seen Yama.
Looking at the bandits who fled in all directions, the smiling man finally ran, much faster than the fleeing bandits, and where the smiling man passed, one by one the bandits fell one after another, and soon all the bandits were lying on the mountain ground, all dead.
The smiling man walked up from the corpse of the last bandit, the same as before, and then stopped not far from the three leaders, looking up at them.
"No way! The double-sheathed sword is definitely dead. “
The three leaders took a step back in some panic, as if frightened, but soon as if they had seen a treasure, each of them had a light in their eyes, and the three of them looked at each other with a good heart.
"Is that secret book on you? Haha! You're dead, do you know how the double-sheathed sword died?"
One of the leaders laughed and shouted at the smiley mask, and the long swords behind the three leaders flew in front of them at once, they were all spiritual weapons, and they looked good.
"No matter how fast you swing your sword, how can you be faster than a flying sword?"