The sound of horses' hooves shook the sky.

The wind and sand rolled, like waves, wave after wave.

"Da Da Da"

The sound of horses' hooves, in the wind and sand, is particularly harsh.

Twenty warriors of the Chu State looked at the four directions indifferently, their eyes extremely cold.

Their eyes shone with a bloodthirsty light.

The corners of their mouths curled slightly, outlining a cruel smile.

There is no change in expression on their faces, and there are no waves in their hearts.

They only know how to carry out the orders of the king of Chu.

They are just an indifferent killing machine.

Their armor was tightly wrapped, revealing only their heads, and it was impossible to tell how old they were.

In the state of Chu, the samurai was a noble and mystical profession.

They do not participate in court politics, but they have a very strong fighting power.

They were the private army of the king of Chu.

In the territory of the King of Chu, no one dared to provoke these mysterious warriors.

Their existence, like ghosts, does not know when, will quietly appear in front of you and take your life.

In their hands, there are countless souls of the dead.

Their figures will suddenly appear in a certain wilderness on a certain night.

"Kill!"

Countless swords and swords will instantly drown there.

Blood stained the earth.

The place they passed through would be filled with a strong smell of blood, and everywhere would be filled with the breath of death, as if it was a Shura field.

Now, these warriors of the Chu State have received an order from the King of Chu that they must completely wipe out a swordsmith named Gan Jiang overnight, leaving no trace.

Killing has become the way of life of these Chu warriors.

In China's Spring and Autumn Period, it was a matter of course that the law of the jungle was the strongest.

This is the most fundamental and cruel law of this land, without the slightest exception.

They are a bunch of bloodthirsty demons.

Twenty black horses and horses, running on the long road of wind and sand, not fast, but giving people an extremely terrifying feeling.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of heavy footsteps, stepping on the wind and sand, brings bursts of echoes.

Their cold gaze swept ahead, and a grim smile appeared in their eyes.

Twenty black horses, galloping.

The wind and sand blew on their cheeks, on their armor, and blew their long hair in a mess, blowing in all directions.

The sound of horses' hooves became more and more urgent.

The sound of horses' hooves is getting clearer and clearer.

At the front of the team was a young man in black armor.

His gaze was cold and sharp.

His aura was strong and murderous.

He rode on a black horse and held a long sword in his hand.

This long sword shone with a white light.

This is a sharp and cold samurai sword!

The sword of the warrior is the symbol of the Chu royal family.

Among some of the great clans, the sword of the samurai is a sword that represents status and dignity.

This samurai sword can protect one's own safety and dignity, and it can also ensure that in a certain crisis, oneself can escape the crisis with it.

In the royal family of Chu, having such a warrior sword is equivalent to having power.

This is also something that the most prestigious princes in the Chu State can have.

This young man was the leader of twenty samurai.

His name is Nangying, and his father is Yin Nangwa, the commander of the Chu State, and the minister of the King of Chu.

Nangwa has the largest industry in the Chu State, and it also has 100,000 soldiers, and the number of warriors under its command is as high as more than 5,000 people, which is enough to sweep any battlefield in the Chu State.

At this moment, the baby's eyes are cold, and there is not the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

There was only one thing in his eyes, and that was - killing!

He is a blade in the hands of the King of Chu.

A murderous blade!

Once, Nangy Ying single-handedly hunted and killed more than 5,000 Chu rebels, and half of them died at the hands of Nang Ying.

Such deeds are enough to prove the strong strength of the baby.

Now, the baby sat on top of a black steed with a wicked smile on his face.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes shooting a sharp chill.

A cheek with a bit of arrogance and uninhibitedness, a little evil, seems to be ordinary, but between its eyebrows, it reveals a bit of noble taste, as if it is high up, overlooking the common people, giving people an irresistible sense of deterrence.

The baby's gaze looked straight into the distance, piercing the mountain town in the distance.

That mountain town is called Yunzhong Town.

There is a swordsmith in Yunzhong Town, named Ganjiang.

He is the main target of the baby's trip.

"Young master, it will take some time to get to Yunzhong Town." A samurai with triangular eyes behind the baby said respectfully.

"Yes!" Nang Ying nodded slightly, "I know, keep going!" "

"Young master, why don't we rest first?" Another samurai with a hooked nose said.

"No need!" "Now is a critical period, and there is no room for slackness. "

"Yes, young master." The hook-nosed warrior responded, "It's just that the young master, we are still a short distance away from Yunzhong Town now, if we continue to walk, I'm afraid we won't be able to reach Yunzhong Town until evening, and by that time, I'm afraid it will be dark." "

"So what?" A wicked smile appeared on the corner of the baby's mouth.

"Young master, this ......" the hook-nosed warrior stopped talking.

"What? Are you still worried about any danger we will encounter on the way? Baby asked.

"Young master, don't dare! It's just that the young master has just come here, if he really encounters any strong enemies on the way, then what should we do? The hook-nosed warrior said, his face filled with a worried expression.

"Humph!" The baby snorted coldly, "I have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and I haven't encountered anything!" Now that I'm here, I'm going to sweep away all these dangers. "

"Yes, the young master is wise!" The hook-nosed warrior said respectfully, "I will swear to follow the young master to the death and serve the young master!" "

"That's pretty much it!" The baby nodded in satisfaction.

"Young Master, I heard that the people in this Yunzhong Town are very strong," the Triangle-Eyed Warrior said, "After all, there are many of them, and it is said that there are many cultivators in Yunzhong Town, and these cultivators all have good cultivation and combat effectiveness, so let's be careful!" "

"This is natural, I am a reckless person, of course I understand this truth." Babysuck said.

"The young master is very right, the young master is a hero among the warriors, how can he be a reckless person, he should be cautious in everything!" The hook-nosed warrior hurriedly echoed.

"Don't worry, I've been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and I've never been afraid of any danger, just Yunzhong Town, but Er'er!" The baby said domineeringly.

"The young master is mighty!" The hook-nosed samurai patted his ass.

"Alright, let's get there as soon as possible!" Babysuck said.

The baby's legs clamped suddenly, and the war horse under the crotch let out a long neigh.

The warriors galloped away in the direction of Yunzhong Town.