Bidding farewell to Kotaro, Han Baiyi soared all the way through the clouds, and came to a sky corridor in a leisurely manner.

When he was on the road, Han Baiyi was still thinking about persimmons.

Kotaro, a large, low-intelligence child, belongs to a class called 'Taro Soldier', who is huge and fat, and because of his extremely poor intelligence, he is very easy to manage.

According to wolf scientists, these Taro soldiers all ate persimmons to grow so strong.

This incident is also mentioned in the character plot of Taro Bing.

Similarly, as the highest work of Senfeng Temple, the fake Miko can also replenish his physical strength by eating persimmons after making 'rice' and exhausting his energy.

Therefore, when playing games, Han Baiyi has always wanted to know what their 'persimmon' is.

He didn't believe that ordinary persimmons could restore people's extraordinary abilities.

However, since Kotaro does not have Taro persimmon yet, it means that the persimmon should have been picked later.

Of course, now that Han Baiyi may be asked to eat Taro persimmons, he won't dare to eat them.

After all, it was picked by a dead man, and when I think about it, I always feel weird and awkward.

And this side quest is not in a hurry, his top priority is to go to the fake royal son first, that is, to change the royal son to obtain the red immortal slash 'worship tears'.

The hanging corridor erected between the cliffs in front of you is the only way to officially enter the Xianfeng Temple, which is also called the Long Bridge of the Cultivation Road.

Han Baiyi knew that there was a caretaker on it.

Boom.

Boom.

A samurai dressed in steel armor and carrying a large sword with a door panel walked in the direction of Han Baiyi.

Zizi ......

The large sword of the door panel dragged on the wooden floor, making a screeching sound.

“...... Four hundred and forty-seven. ”

The whole body is wrapped in an iron helmet, including the head and ankles are covered by iron armor, only the joints are left with room for movement, the big sword in the door panel in his hand is one meter two or three, and the two slaps of adults are wide and narrow, and they look like they weigh dozens of catties.

Looking at the opponent's figure of more than two meters tall, a suit of armor and weapons is estimated to exceed two hundred catties, which can be called infinitely powerful.

The armored warrior raised the giant sword horizontally, and the greatsword weighing dozens of pounds seemed to be as light as nothing in his hand.

The sound came from the armor, and the timbre was muffled and heavy, like a drum vibrating.

"For my son."

"Put down that knife for me."

Han Baiyi's five fingers stretched out and pressed on the handle of the wedge pill, facing such a heavy blade, he had to use the hardest knife to fight.

The voice is equally muffled.

"I can't do it."

"Stupid."

'Bang'

The armored warrior's feet shook, the wooden floor shattered, and the closed wooden long bridge corridor around him seemed to shake in his step, obviously wrapped in nearly two hundred catties of iron heavy armor, and the speed was still extremely fast, like a wild boar running wild in the long bridge.

Han Baiyi's face remained unchanged in the face of the impact of the armored warrior, and the heavy sword pressure did not make his face change in the slightest.

His left foot sank slightly, and his right foot stepped back around the ring, and his movements were dashing, wielding a wedge pill like a matador and rubbing shoulders with the armored samurai.

'Bell'

Wedge Pill slashed down under the action of inertia, Han Baiyi's sword skills had already been tempered in countless battles of life and death, and at the moment of rubbing shoulders, he slashed three times in a row on the armored warrior, and each knife fell along the joints that seemed to be vacant.

However, when I returned to the palm of my hand, it was like a shock like smashing metal.

Sparks flickered between the blade and the armor.

Han Baiyi's pupils shrank.

Although he couldn't succeed within three swords, Han Baiyi still kept calm, kicking the armored warrior's ankle like a whirlwind, blocking him for a moment, and then retreating quickly with neat steps.

Blade forward, regrouping.

Although the armored warrior was blocked for a few seconds due to Han Baiyi's heavy split, after all, he was wearing iron armor, and even if he was hit, he only received a blunt blow through the iron armor, and his strong body quickly recovered his state.

The greatsword was raised again.

The eyes hidden under the iron armor unconsciously became sharp.

Han Baiyi casually carried the wedge pill, and his tone was relaxed:

"Your son? Are you here to find someone? ”

"Since we are enemies, there is no need to say more. I must defeat you and get your sword. ”

The armored warrior said in a muffled voice in a cold tone.

Han Baiyi patiently tried to negotiate with him:

"Take my knife? Is this a test given to you by Xianfeng Temple? ”

The armored warrior was silent, just staring at him, waiting for his flaws.

However, this young man was only in his twenties, just standing there casually, but he was full of momentum, as if he had experienced countless battles of life and death, and could respond to surprise attacks at any time, without the slightest flaw.

Han Baiyi patiently continued to talk.

He didn't really want to kill this man.

The armored warrior in front of him was a Westerner who had come all the way with the ship.

Because his son Robert was injured and sick on the ship, which could not be cured, in order to treat his son's body, the man heard the rumor from somewhere, and learned that there was a method of immortality in Xianfeng Temple, so he sent his son Robert into the team that created the 'son of change', that is, the 'false son'.

That is, the children's team escorted by Kotaro.。

In exchange for this, the armored samurai guarded here and passed the test of the Senbon sword.

The so-called Senbon Sword is to guard this place, defeat a thousand people who came to break into Senfeng Temple, kill them, and obtain their swords.

Until a thousand.

The reason why you have to kill them to get a knife is because of Yingzhou's original samurai culture - weapons are part of the samurai's body, and if they are taken away from them, it is the greatest shame, and those with strong self-esteem will even commit suicide because of this.

Therefore, if you want to get the knife, you must kill the other party, which has also become a necessary choice.

However, despite the desperate efforts of the armored samurai to obtain hundreds of swords, and defeated countless opponents for more than ten years, it was all in vain.

Unbeknownst to him, his son Robert had long since died.

Died in the experiments of the son of the Changer.

Of all the children who were used to experiment with the Son of Change, only one of them survived.

but the son of Transfiguration is not his son.

It's a girl.

This feeling is like the tragedy of a husband who asked for a huge loan from his own life in order to buy a house, but his wife greened him 800 times in the house he struggled to build, and turned around and sold the house with money and left.

He had nothing left.

It was precisely because he knew that this was a tragic figure who struggled to the death that Han Baiyi would try to persuade him to surrender.

The armored swordsman was still staring at him intently.

Han Baiyi thought for a while, then suddenly looked up at him, and asked in a puzzled tone:

"Could it be that you are also here for the power of the Son of Changeara?"

The armored swordsman was stunned for a moment, and then the expression under the armor suddenly changed to ecstasy.

"The Son of Changeral?!"

"You mean, the son of change, it's a success!"

As an armored swordsman who guards the Senbon Sword, of course he knows what his son is doing, and he may even have seen his son in the laboratory, otherwise it is impossible to stop the incoming enemy here for Xianfeng Temple, so as to immortalize his son.

Han Baiyi pretended to nod:

"Don't you know? It is rumored that the Son of Changerashi has the power to make people immortal, and the reason why I am here is to seek this power. ”

"Speaking of the son of change, it's really miserable......"

"I heard that there were dozens of children in the experiment, but only one survived."

The armored swordsman's body trembled with excitement, and when he heard this, it was as if he had been poured a basin of cold water.

His eyes trembled, and he stared straight at Han Baiyi, waiting for his words.

It's like a sinner waiting for a guillotine to fall from his head.

Han Baiyi will never live up to the hopes of others, and smash his illusions with one final word.

"It's a girl."