On the way, Wang Xing asked the soldiers around him for various information.

When these people saw Wang Xing's inquiry, some of them confessed truthfully, but some of them looked immobile on the surface, but their heartbeat was faster, and their qi and blood flowed abnormally, and they deliberately used false news to coax him.

Wang Xing has already opened the killing ring, so he is no longer soft.

Whoever wants to kill him, he will give these people back the killing intent. If you can't bear to talk again, if you can't bear it, then die!

Asking and killing along the way, Wang Xing had a deeper understanding of Dazhong City and the surrounding forces.

Before that, he only got general information about the neighborhood from some chatters, so he went to Dazhong City, one of the big cities in the center of the local area. From the mouths of these elite soldiers, Wang Xing completed more information.

The local area is the boundary of the East China Sea, named Dongzhou, which is close to the East China Sea and is rich in aquatic products.

The five major cities of Dongzhou, the forces of the twelve divine swords are distributed among them. It is rumored that the ancestor of the Twelve Divine Swords was once a disciple of the Eight Kings of Martial Arts, known as Wang Jian.

Today's generation of Wang Jian has inherited the inheritance of flying sword skills, and can shoot terrifying killing moves comparable to his father's twenty-four sword heavens, and gradually inherit the name of the flying sword king from his father.

With such a big backer and relationship, in addition to the sea and the land on one side, Dongzhou belongs to the other two Eight Kings of Martial Arts, and the territory of these twelve divine sword sects is actually under the control of Duling, the Flying Sword King.

However, except for the tribute in recent years, the Flying Sword King has not appeared in Dongzhou for ten years.

And this generation of the Twelve Divine Swords is also at the peak of its prime, and even the government has been suppressed by the Twelve Divine Swords, except for symbolic buildings such as the government office in the local area, there is no qualification for law enforcement in the local area.

The five cities, including the Great Heavy Castle, follow the rules of the Twelve Divine Swords of the East China Sea.

At this time, Wang Xingcong followed the road and gradually approached the big city, and he felt the meaning of this sentence.

At the gate of the city, there were not soldiers from the government and the city defense army, but a few disciples of the sect wearing leather armor, carrying a long sword at their waists, and guarding them.

These people have the logo of the Twelve Divine Swords on their chests in their leather armor, and from the style of the sword lines, it can be seen that they are the disciples of the Twelve Divine Swords.

Since Wang Xing wanted to attack these people, of course, he had already asked for general information on the road, at least he would not see people, and as a result, he did not know and admitted his mistake.

Several people checked the pedestrians entering the city, and one of them looked into the distance and saw a large group of people from Wang Xing.

Suddenly, the people who saw it hurriedly called out to the brothers and sisters around them, and everyone at the door saw Wang Xing pressing nearly a hundred people over at this time.

"Senior Brother Zhao, look, that's not the disciple you sent out to do things by the Storm Sword!"

"These people are dressed up, not those mountain bandits outside the city!?"

"The mountain bandits actually brought Senior Brother Zhao's fellow disciples, what's going on?"

Senior Brother Zhao's face changed slightly, and he said, "Fellow disciples, please go with me and ask what is going on." ”

"It should."

"Senior Brother Zhao usually takes care of me so much, and I can't pretend not to see it at this time."

"The Twelve Divine Swords have sect decrees, and this kind of thing must be investigated!"

After a group of people expressed their opinions, they finally handed over the command to Senior Brother Zhao, who had a higher status and position at the scene.

Senior Brother Zhao drew his sword and said, "Everyone, follow me to see what happened!" ”

"Yes!"

A group of people responded to the peace, and the four sect disciples who were inspecting and guarding at the door, more than a dozen disciples on standby, and more than 20 self-supporting soldiers in the big city all came with them. The small team of men left behind also looked curiously, guessing what was happening.

Before Senior Brother Zhao could speak, Wang Xing had already taken the lead in saying: "Your disciples of the Twelve Divine Swords have collided with me, and now I am very unhappy, take me to find the Twelve Divine Swords, and I want them to apologize to me." ”

Senior Brother Zhao and the others wanted to ask, but they all choked in their throats.

Hearing this, they didn't need to ask, it was obvious that their legs were pierced, and these people who were crying bitterly were abolished by the people in front of them.

Suddenly, the disciple in the Twelve Divine Swords said angrily: "Presumptuous! In the territory of our Twelve Divine Swords, we actually made a move on the disciples of the Twelve Divine Swords, and I don't know whether we are dead or alive! ”

"Kill him!"

The disciple on the side drew his sword and was about to assassinate him.

It was Senior Brother Zhao who reacted the fastest, although he was the most angry, he also saw that the situation was very wrong.

The Twelve Divine Swords are in the five cities of Honshu, and their power has long been deep-rooted. In the eyes of ordinary people, murder and arson, the crime of doing all kinds of evil is extremely evil, as long as the sect does not blame, nothing happens.

But now this person not only injured the disciples of their sect, but also dared to come to the door to blame......

Senior Brother Zhao, who had seen sect conflicts in different regions, immediately stopped the people behind him, and he said in a deep voice: "This martial artist, dare to ask your name?" Please tell me the truth, and I will pass this on to my teachers and ask them to decide. If it is really our fault, we will give the disciples the punishment they deserve. But our fault should not be done by outsiders. ”

These words were not to ease the atmosphere at all, but only to correct Wang Xing's mistakes.

Wang Xing, who mistakenly thought that they would be reasonable, couldn't help but close his eyes.

How similar these people are to dynasties.

Sect decision? In the end, is it necessary to convict him, an ordinary passer-by who was played with his life, like Cen Beiwang? Crossing the world, stealing families and exterminating people, and spitting for 10,000 years?

"You ......"

When Wang Xing said these two words, Senior Brother Zhao thought that he had given enough sincerity, and motioned to the people around him to take the person behind Wang Xing's back, and at the same time took out the rope.

Senior Brother Zhao said: "As for you, because you rashly acted against the people of the Twelve Divine Sword Sect, according to the Twelve Divine Sword Decree, you should tie your hands, be punished with eighty rods, and be imprisoned pending trial!" ”

Wang Xing's eyes opened suddenly, and the fierce light shone brightly.

"You have no right to judge me!"

Wang Xing punched out, and after a few days of loose blood and his loose spirit, the spirit that eagerly merged into a ball suddenly merged into a ball in a firm and angry will.

The big qi and blood fist marks of the house flew out, and Senior Brother Zhao's muscles and bones were broken in front of him, and whether it was a disciple, a disciple, or a servant soldier behind him, they all flew out in one breath.

A group of people rolled down on the ground more than a dozen times, Wang Xing turned around suddenly, his palm flipped, and the huge qi and blood shrouded the elite soldiers and disciples of the Twelve Divine Swords who participated in the camouflage mountain bandits who were involved in marrying him in one fell swoop.

After the sound of broken bones and muscles, a group of people fell to the ground.

Dead or alive, leave it to fate.

Wang Xing turned around again and strode towards the Great Heavy City Gate.

In front of the city gate, looking at the lively passers-by and defenders, they stood for a moment, and the next second, they all screamed in horror and fled, and fled to the fields outside the city or in the city on both sides, desperately fleeing as fast as possible, so as not to be killed.

Wang Xing didn't care about these small roles.

He hasn't experienced much along the way, but it's not too little.

The accelerated experience in the world of Sengoku Musou made him understand. Most people can only go with the flow, and the only person who really determines the fate of everyone is the supreme peak of force or power.

Cen Beiwang held the power of Quan'an City, but he and his subordinate Zeng Tai and others did not make merits, acted recklessly, and killed him indiscriminately, so all those people were killed.

The three kingdoms of Zheng, Chu, and Qin, who were unparalleled in the Warring States, only thought about splitting the forces of the Great Son of Heaven, but they did not have the ability to pacify the world in a short time, which led to hundreds of years of military disasters, and countless people suffered multiple oppression, and they were also pacified by him.

Jeonan City is still under the influence of a large number of warriors and cannot be changed.

But in the world of Warring States Warriors, with him defeating the power of the twisters and killing the troublemakers, in a few decades, the new world has achieved peace in the world, and chaos and killing do not exist at all.

The same people, when Zheng, Chu, and Qin were in power, killing and oppression often caused turmoil, and the casualties were not counted. He pacified the world, and everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment.

This can prove who is the will to dominate a world.

This time when he came to the martial arts world, Wang Xing had never known how to unfold the situation before.

But seeing that the new dynasty was powerless, the martial artists relied on their strength, acted recklessly, and were domineering, Wang Xing was deeply affected by it at this time, and the chaotic thoughts in his heart, confusion and confusion, all converged into a ball, and the fierce collision and entanglement.

Suddenly, Wang Xing's mind thought of the note handed to him by his descendants after Jinyuan's death.

"The world is peaceful."

In Jinyuan's eyes, the strongest thoughts in his heart were indeed like this. The world is peaceful, and he can enjoy life without the fear of death all the time. A life without waves, danger, pain and difficulty in the blink of an eye is the best era.

The Warring States Warriors World has accelerated past for decades in an instant, which means that what he did was right and conformed to his heart.

But the reality will not be peaceful, and neither will these worlds that we have come.

"I'm right, my strongest thought is that the world is peaceful. But since there is no peaceful environment, I have created such a world! ”

At this moment, Wang Xing understood what he should do and what attitude he should face these adventurous worlds.

These unpeaceful worlds were suppressed by him by force and brought peace.

In the process of bringing peace, what you get is your own harvest. At the same time, all the experience of the adventure world will also be implemented in the real world when he is strong enough.

In the process of taking a few steps, Wang Xing's original heart of exploring the world of martial artists was a little confused, but it quickly became firm.

Wang Xing walked towards the gathering place of the Twelve Divine Sword Gates in the middle of the big city, built like a palace, with nine pavilions and a piece of vermilion wooden buildings.

"First stop, take the big city!"

……

"What is righteousness! Martial arts is righteousness! ”

"What is benevolence! Wu is benevolence! ”

"What is virtue! Martial arts is virtue! ”

"The way we take is the way. Those who follow me prosper, because they are on our path. Whoever disobeys me will die, and if he disobeys, he will die! ”

The Great Heavy City, the Twelve Divine Sword Sects, and the Divine Sword Palace.

The middle-aged man with broad shoulders and thin waist was dressed in white, with a fluttering beard under his chin, holding the Excalibur Atlas in his hand, looking at the text annotations in the corners, and giving his own answer.

The young man on the side held a long sword in his hand, and waved it a few times from time to time, feeling the feeling of the unity of human and sword.

Hearing this, the young man asked curiously, "It turns out that this is the true meaning of the martial arts left by the ancestors?" ”

"Benevolence, righteousness and morality are the key points of life that our ancestors said. After the great turmoil of the past, the old and new dynasties alternated, and many important texts of interpretation and exposition disappeared. However, over the years, since he has been able to suppress everything by force and has not caused any chaos, it means that he is right. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden boom not far away, and the heavy courtyard wall collapsed.