The boss slept on the roof with a smile, and took out a flask from his waist, and he actually drank it.

Hu Yiji smiled bitterly, "You can still drink?" ”

The boss took a sip of wine and smiled, "It's sad when you wait for the opportunity to kill, how can you understand the hardships inside?" ”

Hu Yiji sighed, "Aren't you afraid that if you drink too much, you will make a mistake?" ”

The boss laughed, "What am I afraid of mistaken?" I've been like this for most of my life, and I'm still afraid of making a mistake? ”

In the laughter, he gently wiped the corners of his mouth, I don't know if it was wine or bitter water.

He smiled, and with a sudden sweep of his body, he disappeared.

Hu Yiji's eyes fell from above, and he saw a row of ronins holding hands and walking over.

Ronins who have drunk alcohol are the most disgusting.

Each of them seemed to have drunk a lot and had a good time, and their stomachs might have rebelled long ago.

At the front was the reddest cheek and the most drunk, this man suddenly walked over and pointed to Wusheng's head, "Who are you?" Why is it in the way of Uncle Ben? ”

Silent without life.

When this man saw Hu Yiji, the anger on his cheeks suddenly turned obscene and obscene, and he grinned, "What's your name?" How come we haven't seen you. ”

Huyi Ji was silent.

She only felt her stomach tumbling and would vomit at any moment, and she suddenly changed direction and faced Wusheng.

The ronin smiled.

He saw Huyi Ji's evasive appearance, as if he was very intoxicated and enjoyed, "Don't run away, uncle has money and a house, come with me, and make sure you drink fragrant food and eat spicy food." ”

Hu Yiji's hand suddenly clenched, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

The ronin touched his head, then his buttocks, and then pointed at Wusheng, "Who are you?" Why did you come here? ”

Silent without life.

"You're a poor boy, and we don't like to bully poor boys." The ronin rubbed his nose and pointed to his crotch again, "The poor boy crawled past me, and we will let you go." ”

He smiled and continued, "Leave the delicate little daughter-in-law behind, and you can go." ”

Silent without life.

The empty eyes suddenly stared at and poked at the ronin's body, and then really walked over.

Lake-clothed Ji was startled.

She didn't jump up, but she saw the ronin screaming like a pig killing a pig and soaring into the sky, and when she fell, blood was pouring from the corners of her mouth, and her body shook twice, and then she didn't move.

Standing like a lifeless stone statue, the stone statue said, "He's dead." ”

The seven or eight ronins behind were a little unconvinced, and a man with a beard and an axe pinned to his waist suddenly walked over, he was obviously much calmer and more stable than the others.

He squatted down and touched the bones, his burgundy cheeks suddenly turned pale, pale without a trace of blood, "Dead, that's right." ”

The faces of the seven or eight ronins in the back suddenly changed, becoming without a trace of drunkenness, becoming hideous, fierce and vicious.

"Who are you to dare to do anything with us?"

Silent without life.

The axe on the waist suddenly picked up high, and the direction of the next chop was the lifeless head, one move was fatal, one move was over, clean and neat.

This is his consistent style of doing things, out of the water, do not do anything, and are too lazy to do it, because it will not only damage the image and prestige of the ronin, but also make friends in the same industry look down on.

The super axe, which weighed two hundred pounds, was on the lifeless head, and everyone laughed.

Everyone can see that this man is dead, the power of the axe, they have all seen it, they have seen with their own eyes an axe to kill a rampaging tiger down the mountain, that blow is a fierce move, fierce and ruthless.

No matter what kind of person is faced with such an axe, it is strange not to die.

Strange things don't happen often, and now they're happening.

Everyone has to believe it, but some have to believe that the axe weighing two hundred catties is docked on the lifeless head, not on the head.

"Your axe weighs more than two hundred pounds?"

"Yes."

"Looking at Fusang, it seems that there is only one person with a two-hundred-pound axe."

"Yes, I'm the only one with the axe."

"Have you forgotten your original name?"

"Yes." Axe gritted his teeth, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm not human." Wusheng suddenly kicked out, but did not kick the flying axe, and the axe rolled on the ground with a giant axe of more than 200 catties.

It wasn't light, but it wasn't enough to kill him.

Wusheng reached out and grabbed him, shaking vigorously, "How much wine have you drunk?" ”

The axe was already foaming at the mouth, "Two or three altars, maybe more." ”

Silent and shaking, shaking so much that the axe was screaming, and the people on the side had long been stunned, slowly retreating, trying to find a chance to slip away.

"Stop."

Seven or eight men suddenly stopped, and none of them dared to go, and their feet seemed to be dead to the earth.

Wusheng threw the axe onto the branch, and the man's body kept shaking, and the corners of his mouth kept foaming.

"What are you doing on this street?" As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed a ronin, who was bald, but his eyes were swaying around.

"Kill." The bald man touched his head, and then continued, "There is no life in killing the gun." ”

"I'm just a gun god."

The pressure on others from this sentence doesn't seem to be a little bit, and the bald man has fainted.

Wusheng sighed, sent his hand away, and the bald man suddenly fell softly.

"You guys can get out."

The rest of the people suddenly departed in all directions, and the bald man was still lying limply on the cold, hard ground, and no one questioned him.

Suddenly a figure appeared on the ridge of the roof, and his expression became disgusted and bored, but he was still smiling.

This man is the boss.

"I can't imagine that the gun god Wusheng will be soft-hearted?"

Silent without life.

"Why didn't you kill them? They are not good people, and the good things they have done in their lives may be pitiful. ”

"Why should I kill them?"

The boss's face changed, "They're going to kill you, there's no reason why you shouldn't kill them." ”

"They can't kill me, and I'm too lazy to kill them." Wusheng suddenly looked up at the boss, "You're also a ronin?" ”

"Yes." The boss smiled bitterly, "My lord died on the battlefield, and I became a ronin." ”

"Why don't you go to Oda Nobunaga and go to the Miyoshi clan?"

The boss smiled and sneered, "I'm a ronin, I'm used to wandering around, and I don't like to be controlled by others." ”

"Aren't you being controlled now?"

The boss nodded and remained silent for a long time.

He couldn't speak, this matter was indeed controlled by others, but unfortunately he didn't have a way to do it himself.

Maybe that's fate.

"Do you think you can kill me by looking for an opportunity like this?"

The boss nodded, "The only way for me is to find a chance, and if I can't find a chance, I'll die." ”

"Oda Nobunaga wants to kill you?"

"Yes." The boss nodded, his expression became painful, "We dare to run away, if we don't chase you, we will definitely be hunted down." ”

"Oda Nobunaga didn't come, so you don't need to be afraid."

"It's hard for us to be afraid of it." The boss stared at the tiles under his feet, "The helplessness in this is not what you can imagine." ”

Wusheng sighed, "It's a pity that even if I wanted to let you go, you would die a miserable death." ”

The boss looked up at Wusheng and suddenly said, "Why?" ”

Silent without life.

He didn't need to say anything more, a figure suddenly floated from afar, this person's old body, holding a knife in his hand, a knife to kill fish.

The boss saw the man float by, and the sword light also floated by.

Sen Han's knife light, Sen Han's sting.

In a flash, it floated into the distance, followed by a man holding a sword, followed closely, and in the flutter of the sword light, they had gone away.

The boss's pupils contracted, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and even the muscles on his cheeks were fluttering.

"He's the Fish Killer."

When the word "he" was spoken, the boss was still fine, and there was no change, when the word "kill" was spoken, there was a bloody wound on the boss's chest, which was very dull and not obvious, and when it came to "emperor", everything in the boss's chest suddenly flowed out.

It's not the first time I've seen Wusheng, it's rare to be so fast.

The wound is smooth and perfect, the strength and position of the lower cut are just right, the force used is neither more nor less, the position is not more than one point, not less than one point, everything seems just right, no more, no less, isn't this the most perfect state?

The intestines, liver, heart, and stomach ...... in the stomach have completely separated from the body, and the body has turned into an empty shell.

This wound is very strange and strange.

The boss suddenly slid to the ground from the roof with a scream, the sun shining on his body, and he was already an empty shell.

He was an empty shell.

Hu Yiji glanced at it, and suddenly fainted.

Wusheng sighed, he slowly picked up Hu Yiji and walked to the inn in front of him.

The name of this inn is June Inn.

The number of people on the street gradually increased, and every time I passed by the lifeless side, I became inexplicably nervous and afraid.

An old man with a shriveled face, a short body, and scattered hair was slowly walking from a distance, carrying two burdens on his shoulders, and walking slowly.

He was followed by a young man, who was grinning, holding a small wooden sword in his hand, and playing with it carefully.

When the boy said stop, the old man stopped.

It is not easy for the old man to stop or walk, because he is a cripple, and there is no lower half.

Walking is also walked with two swords, and every step is extremely difficult and extremely fatal.

The boy giggled and said he was going to shush.

The old man nodded, looking sluggish and weak, and leaned to the side, leaving an empty path for the young man to shhhh

The young man was really booing, but he wasn't standing there booing, he wasn't walking booing, he wasn't squatting there booing, he was jumping and booing.

When he stopped booing, he was crying.

This is a group of people who have gathered around on the side, watching him make a fool of himself, and some of them directly scold him.

"You uneducated, uneducated, nobody-in-care bastard......."

"The brain is really broken,......。"

"It's like a dementia, and there is no rule of law......."

......。

The boy cried even more fiercely and sadly, he was so young that his heart could not bear such a blow.

The old man sighed, walked over gently, and comforted gently, "They are all bastards, shameless to die, don't be like them." ”

The young man's sadness has not diminished in the slightest, and he is still sad.

The old man blinked, changed his position and comforted gently, "These people are all stealing their lives, they have no quality, no culture, no cultivation,......, please mourn the son, don't feel sorry for them." ”

The young man nodded, staring at the insulting man with wide eyes, without a trace of resentment.

The old man smiled, and there was indescribable pity and sympathy in his smile.

He sighed and turned his head, and suddenly there was a change in the face of the person who was insulting the boy.

His expression became fierce and vicious, and his body became spinning like a spinning top.

Thirteen or fourteen people screamed miserably, and suddenly it became thirty or forty, and the people on the side suddenly ran in all directions, and the place became quiet in an instant.

The old man turned around slowly, and his expression became pity and sympathy again.

The young man stroked the wooden sword, and the sadness on his face gradually disappeared.

The old man smiled too, and he fell to the ground and kissed the young man's feet gently.

"We can go in."

The boy nodded, stroked the wooden sword, and strode into the inn.

The old man gritted his teeth, and then stood up miraculously, although the lower half of him was gone, although his appearance was full of sorrow and pain, but still could not shatter his enthusiasm and confidence in life.

The way he walks is peculiar and weird, and with every step he takes, he clenches his teeth, so it seems laborious.

Walking like this is torture.

Wusheng sighed deeply, and there was no trace of pity or sarcasm in his empty eyes.

Looking at Fusang, the lower half is gone, you can still live, you can walk, and you can swing deadly swordsmanship, there are not many such people, maybe only one.

Juggernaut.

The Sword Master originally walked into the inn, but suddenly gritted his teeth again, poked the two swords on the ground, and then came to Wusheng.

He stared at Wusheng coldly, and said lightly, "I just killed someone." ”

Wusheng nodded, "I've seen it all, you killed very well, I appreciate you." ”

"You admire me, do you want me to kill you too?"

"Yes, I'll duel with you."

The sword master gritted his teeth, and the sword light suddenly floated up, spinning like a top, "The spear god is lifeless, I will kill you and drag you to feed the dogs." ”

There was no sigh, and it was like a light smoke.

His body seemed to have merged with the sword light, the sword light was him, and he was the sword light.

The street was quieter, and the Juggernaut just circled around a cedar tree, and when he left, the cedar tree suddenly became fragmented and broke into seventeen or eighteen sections.

"Good swordsmanship." Wusheng regretted, "It's a pity that it's a tree, the tree doesn't move, but people move." ”

The Sword Saint gasped through his nose and said coldly, "The Spear God is lifeless, your time of death is here, and I will send you to hell today." ”

As he spoke, more than a dozen swords suddenly flew out of the sword in his hand, each sword was a real move, and it was by no means a false move.

He obviously understands that false recruitment can't do anything.

Drifting like a light smoke to the door of the inn, he turned around and stared at the man who was still spinning like a top in the street.

Hu Yiji struggled to stand up, rubbing her eyes, "Who is he?" ”

"Fuso Sword Saint."

Koihime's eyes suddenly brightened, staring at the people spinning like tops in the street.

The cedar tree is littered.

"Why is he going around in circles there?"

"Because he is sick, sick in circles."

Huyi Ji smiled bitterly, "Did you compete with him?" ”

"Yes."

"Then why didn't he see you leave?"

"He may be blind." Wusheng sighed, "Once this kind of person starts to move, his eyes may be killing, except for killing, it is killing." ”

"Then he's also a murderer."

Wusheng exhaled, "He is an exception, when he kills, he not only treats his opponent as a person, but also everything on the earth as a person. ”

"He's really sick."

"Yes, it's really unfortunate that such a person is alive."

"Why is he so mad?" Hu Yi Ji stared at this man, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Silent without life.

The two roofs collapsed in an instant, and the Sword Master still spun like a madman as if he hadn't enjoyed it yet, "The spear god is lifeless, I'll see where you run away." ”

There was no life left in his eyes, and he saw that only the gun god was lifeless, and there was nothing else.

As he spoke, he suddenly pounced on a tall and thick cedar tree, which instantly turned into seventeen or eighteen sections.

Hu Yiji gasped, "He really thinks everything in the world is you." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Then he just can't stop?" Lake-clothed Ji stared in surprise at the Juggernaut spinning around.

"No, when you don't have the strength, you will stop."

Hu Yi Ji smiled bitterly.

This is true, but it is also a joke.

"Isn't it hard for you to see him turn like this?"

Hu Yiji nodded in acknowledgement.

It's really hard, and sooner or later this kind of action will exhaust you and fall down.

Wusheng suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up a leaf, and with a slight wave of his hand, the leaf shot out like an arrow.

The Sword Master suddenly stopped moving, and the leaf struck several acupoints on his body.

The lifeless stone statue carried him back and placed him in the doorway, facing the sun.

The sun is soft and bright.

No matter how vicious a person is, as long as he faces the sun more face-to-face, it may be difficult to have bad thoughts.

Wusheng faced the Sword Saint and was silent for a long time.

The Juggernaut was going crazy, "Why didn't you make a move?" ”

Silent without life.

The Sword Saint sneered, "If you don't kill me, do you want to know where the Sword God is?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

The Sword Saint laughed wildly and violently, "The only way to find the Sword God is to defeat the Sword Saint." ”

"The Sword Saint is defeated, and the Sword God is out?"

The Sword Saint smiled, "That's right, if you want to see the Sword God, you must defeat the Sword Master." ”

"I'm looking for a sword god, not a sword master, and I don't want to kill you."

"If you want to see the Sword God, you must kill me." Juggernaut stared at the lifeless spear, "So you have to kill me." ”

Wusheng suddenly clicked on a few acupoints on the sword saint's body.

The Sword Master stared at Wusheng, "You didn't kill me?" ”

"Yes, I don't want to kill people like you."

The Sword Saint sneered, "The Spear God actually has pity? It's a joke. ”

Silent without life.

The Sword Saint stared at Wusheng coldly, "If I still want to hunt you down, then don't you have to regret it?" ”

Wusheng nodded, "Then you will come to hunt me down, and now you can also come and kill me." ”