As soon as Dori arrived, the door of the thatched hut was gently opened. Out of the inside came a short height, but muscular man, his appearance is ordinary, but in the palms of the two hands, the roots of the four fingers are full of rock-solid yellow cocoons, at a glance it is known that this is the trace left by years of grasping hard objects, and the muscles in his palms that are much thicker than ordinary people also happen to prove this. If the Sword Saint Abel was here, then he would definitely recognize this person as the younger brother of the swordsman who reported to him the location of the Nameless Scroll.

It's just that 6 years have passed, and the aura exuded from his body has not only not strengthened at all, but has weakened a lot, and his strength has fallen from the level of a master to the level of a high-level warrior. And his body was covered with hundreds of wounds, large and small, and even his eyes had an obvious three-inch-long scar. In the moonlight, hundreds of wounds, combined with his already somewhat rough countenance, made the man look even more terrifying at first glance.

In fact, he would not have fallen into such a predicament, he and his eldest brother were both master-level powerhouses, and they could have lived well in the Ottoman Empire. But what he didn't expect was that his eldest brother died not long after returning home because he was seriously injured in a battle with Qingchengzi. In order to avenge his brother, he chose to go to the largest and darkest intelligence organization in the Ottoman Empire to inquire about Qingchengzi's whereabouts, but what he didn't expect was that the other party's request was to let him do something for the organization to kill a master before he could accept the commission.

So, as a master-level powerhouse, he naturally had enough confidence in his own strength, and he agreed without any consideration at all, but when he came to the residence of the target, he found that the other party was a sword master like his brother, which made him regret it.

As fellow cultivators, the other party entered the Dao with a sword, while he entered the Dao with a fist. Although they are all master-level powerhouses with comparable strength, when fighting, as a martial arts master, he is obviously at a disadvantage. The eldest brother is no longer there, but he still clearly remembers the thousand instructions that the eldest brother gave to him before he lost his breath.

"You can offend other master-level powerhouses, but you must not provoke a sword master. Because among the swordsmanship masters, there is a legendary super powerful move, the wind and lightning slash. Although I have never comprehended it, I have seen it with my own eyes, and that move can even kill the junior powerhouse of the Holy Realm in an instant, let alone you who only have the strength of a master-level intermediary. So, brother, you have to remember!"

The long-haired man died of depression in this admonition to his own brother, and although he clearly remembered the long-haired man's words before he died, he was eager to avenge his own brother, and he was eager to take revenge, where could he manage so much? Besides, he had accepted the commission of the darkest intelligence organization of the Ottoman Empire, and once he gave up, there was only one way to die, and he had no chance to retreat. Therefore, as soon as he saw the target appear, he rushed out without hesitation, and began to accumulate strength as his body burst out, intending to perform a special move as soon as the target entered his attack range.

But what he didn't expect was that this swordsman's reaction was surprisingly fast, and the other party only felt a hint of danger approaching, so he retreated and jumped backwards for a distance of several hundred meters. After that, without thinking too much, he pulled out the holy sword and rushed towards the person who attacked him, and at the same time began the work of gathering qi in his hands. When the short young man, who was carried away by anger and hatred, suddenly pounced and was stunned on the spot, the person who was attacked by him had already carried out anti-sneak attack work on him, and as soon as he came out, he directly cut the flesh and blood of the long-haired man's brother and passed out. The knife wounds on the short young man's body were caused at that time, and his strength was precisely because he was faced with the swordsman's trick that he fell in a straight line, and his strength once fell from the master-level intermediate level to the high-level warrior intermediate level.

However, the swordsman who was attacked by him unexpectedly did not take his life, but after finding out that he could no longer pose any threat to himself, he took good care of him, not only healed him, but also arranged a residence for him in a small town outside of Sword Saint City, which made him puzzled. He once asked this man, "Why do you want to save me? I'm here to kill you!"

"But you'll never be able to kill me again. Also, you don't have to be grateful to me, I didn't save you out of sympathy or pity, but I just hope that you will be of my use in the future and listen to me, so that I will not treat you badly. ”

"Then you're going to kill me. Let me die for you, unless you avenge my brother's murder!"

"Yes. Tell me, who is that man?"

"Qingchengzi!"

"But the one who is wanted by the other two countries at the same time?",

"Not bad. That's him. Unless you kill him and come to me with his head, I promise to die for you in this life. ”

"Okay!

"Of course. ”

The swordsman who wanted to take the person who attacked him for his own use was none other than Dori, a master-level powerhouse with green hair and the head of the swordsmanship academy. Qingchengzi was naturally not killed by him, but he was fortunate enough to hear the news of Qingchengzi's fallen location during a meeting with Sword Saint Abel, so this bargain was picked up by him so easily. He naturally came to the place where Qingchengzi fell the next day, cut off his head and sent it to the long-haired man's younger brother. Although Qingchengzi's face was much older, and his long black hair had turned completely white, the short young man still recognized him at a glance, and after paying tribute to his brother, he began to obey Dori like a slave.

Feeling the aura of Dori suddenly appeared in the backyard, he walked out of the door as soon as possible, and bowed to Dori's respectful bend, "Master, you are here!

"Kill someone for me. Dori said lightly,

"Name. The short young man's voice was very low, and his expression was unusually calm, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done such a shady thing for Dori.

"No surprises. ”

"What kind of strength, what kind of profession?"

"It's just an ordinary person, a seven-and-a-half-year-old child. Dori's words were said easily, but the short young man who was bowing his head to him suddenly shook his body, he was silent for a long time before he stabilized his mind, and then his tone returned to a cold and cold question: "Where is he now?"

"Swordsmanship Academy. ”

"When?where?"

"In 1 week, at the top of a steep hill in the westernmost part of the Sword Academy, I will tell you the exact location when that happens. You just have to wait under the cliff at the top of the mountain, and I'll push the kid down. If he doesn't fall to his death, your job is to give him another visit and send him directly to the west, understand?"

"Yes, master. ”

Seeing that the manservant nodded without any disobedience, a hint of smugness flashed in Dori's eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by his serious expression. "Good. Dori nodded in satisfaction, and after a flat glance at his respectful servant, he disappeared in front of the other party, turning into a dark green light again, and plunged headlong into the dark alley.

One day a week later, the early morning sun had just visited the playground of the sword academy when I saw a child with clear eyebrows wielding a long sword and practicing swordsmanship. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his mouth was also wheezing and practicing, but he had no intention of resting at all, and the firmness in his eyes was different from ordinary people. He was not long after recovering from a serious injury, the young master of the Chloe family, Chloyd. In order to become a qualified swordsman and to be able to reach the top eight in the professional selection tournament, he has insisted on training hard every day since he recovered, even more intensely than before he was injured.

The first person to come to school every day is naturally him, and even the seniors who are higher than him can't compare, but today a person who surprised him a little came unusually early. He had just finished the first wave of sword swinging practice when he heard a voice in his ear that shouldn't have been at this time.

"Old De!" the person who called him was none other than Wu Qi, the owner of the nameless scroll. Today is the earliest time he has been in school in the past six months, not to mention arriving at school a few minutes early, being late is almost a common occurrence, so he will come so early today that Chloyd will be particularly surprised. However, when Chloyd looked back and saw Wuqi's outfit at this time, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, he thought that Wuqi would come so early, because he was infected by his spirit of hard cultivation, and wanted to follow his footsteps to keep up with everyone's training rhythm, but Wuqi's appearance at this time made him unable to get involved with this thought no matter how he thought about it.

Wearing a baseball cap, a light blue casual suit, white sneakers, and a cloth bag on his back, this is the clothes that should be worn to practice swordsmanship, and it is completely the outfit of a traveler who plans to travel. But when Chloyd heard Wuqi's question, he immediately understood.

Compared with Chloyd's disappointed gaze at Wuqi, Wuqi looked at each other with a strange expression at this time, and even said with a somewhat unhappy face: "Lao De! I didn't say you, why are you still wearing our school uniform today? ”

"It's still the school uniform that is most comfortable to wear. I can't get used to wearing clothes like yours. ”

"I won't tell you. Hmph, you are a person, you don't mean anything at all, you know how to cultivate and cultivate. Look at me, I can win you without cultivating. ”

It's okay if Wuqi doesn't say this, as soon as he said it, Chloyd's expression was stunned for a moment, and then his whole face turned red, he pointed at Wuqi angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You still dare to say it." If the book in your hand wasn't that heavy, how could I lose to you? If you have the ability, don't use that book, you change your weapon to the same sword as mine, and try again?"

Wuqi made a naughty face at Chloyd and smiled, "I won't." I'll use this book to fight you and you off!

After saying that, he ran towards the building of his class, and from behind him came from Chloyd angrily yelling: "Don't run! Don't run if you have the ability! Stand for me." ”

When Wuqi's figure disappeared at the door of the corridor, Chloyd was angry in his heart, if he hadn't just finished a wave of training now, how could he not be able to catch up with Wuqi, a slug who couldn't even run away from ordinary people, because of his excessive physical exertion? Unfortunately, now he could only stay where he was and gasp and be angry with himself.

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