Chapter 78: There are 10,000 Sword Mountain

"Wanji, what the hell do you want?"

Looking at the torrent of black armor on his face, Qin Chuan showed anger in his heart, stared at Wan Er and said, murderous, now he can't wait to cut it with a sword.

"Qin Daxia, why do you say that you are so angry, think about it, how can a big man like you know the suffering of the world, he can only bear the look up of others, and there must be no disrespect, but now I want to send you a word, this is angry, but it hurts the body, you said that if you are angry to death, it will really be ruined in a lifetime. Wan Er looked at Qin Chuan and said casually, causing Wan Jun to laugh.

His voice is not loud, at most the people around him can hear it, it is not enough to spread so far, and in the end, most people don't know what to laugh at, just laugh, the laughing is called a happy, earth-shattering, deafening.

attracted a lot of people's sideways glances, attracting the attention of Tai'a Jian, but when they saw that it was Wan Er and Qin Chuanxin, they were not much interested in it all of a sudden, everyone knew that these two people were on the bar, but they were not endless, at most, they just moved their mouths, and they didn't know how to do it at all, which was even more beautiful, and it didn't sound good to scold the old aunt, it was really a chatter, rhyming and pleasant, and it was hilarious.

"Don't you deceive people too much, I let you live in the City Lord's Mansion that day, I really don't dare to kill you?" Qin Chuanxin said, hearing the laughter of those soldiers, he was even more angry, mosquitoes and ants, and it was your turn to judge me.

"Yes. "Wan Er said, that's right, if you really don't dare to kill me, maybe you dare, but you also have to have the ability to do it, what you said is good, let me live in the City Lord's Mansion, if it weren't for the iron old man who opened his mouth, you could let me live? At that time, the knife was already in the neck, but there was no way to put it down.

Now Wan Er is not afraid of him, even if he relies on the strength of the crowd, it is difficult that you can still take my head from the army, not to mention that there is a king sword by his side, although he can't resist Qin Chuan's heart one-on-one, but he can still do it for a while.

Some people may be ashamed of this, the big husband should be rich and noble in the world, poor and unswerving, mighty and unyielding, but Wan Er never thinks he is a big husband, and he doesn't disdain to be a big husband, the big husband is a hypocrite, and there are many defeats under the gold and jade, but the villain is a real villain.

Since he was a child, he has begged for food, been looked down upon, and humiliated by others, which makes Wan Er more clearly recognize the warmth and coldness of the world, and being able to live is the king, and nothing else matters, no matter what kind of villain he is.

For the sake of Zhao Chan that day, he could be inferior to Li Baidao's ordinary soldiers, let him be insulted and scolded, even if he was beaten, he couldn't fight back, just because he had no power and powerless, what could he do?

Once powerful, holding thousands of soldiers, the bluestone alley was burned, the woman was nowhere to be found, mistakenly thinking that the dead soul had disappeared, waving a knife to the big business, killing them all, mercilessly, blood flowed like a river, and how.

Now, with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in hand, no matter what kind of sword ghost you are in the Central Plains, even if it is Jiang Zhongshi in the White Emperor City, what can you do, if you want to kill me, I can still make you good.

"10,000 soldiers and horses block my way, when I Qin Chuanxin, who is it, the twelve swords of heaven, earth, man and ghost, and I can't kill one bloody road?"

After speaking, there are twelve swords in the sleeve, and the sword can pierce the heart, all of them are suspended in the air, buzzing softly waiting for blood staining.

"Today, if you dare to touch my soldiers, you will not rest until death. "Wan Er's eyes are cold, if you let me go with a drop of blood, it will be either you who will die or I will die.

Hearing his words, Qin Chuanxin was even more angry, he really regretted that he didn't kill him in the City Lord's Mansion that day, even if Mo Zizhai made a move, he really didn't believe that he could be faster than the sword that was close at hand, otherwise how could he be humiliated today.

But I have to admit that he did hesitate, if it was really the same as he said, facing 10,000 soldiers and horses today, maybe he could kill a thousand children and 800 people, but in the end the person who died would definitely be him, no matter how good your martial arts can be world-beating, you can't stop thousands of horses Qi Jin Geming, two fists are invincible to four hands, not to mention that this is tens of thousands, for a while, his heart is like an ant crawling, and he is uncomfortable with his hands, these swords are not, and they are not put.

"Qin Daxia, in fact, I'm also doing this for your good. Seeing his appearance, Wan Er also secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was not a last resort, he didn't want to really fight with this Qin Chuanxin, and exchange the lives of thousands of brothers for this person, this deal was a big loss, and it couldn't be worth it.

"Tell me, how can you do it for me?" Hearing Wan Er's bullshit, Qin Chuan said coldly.

Obviously, this sentence is just Wan Er took a step, and he also got off the donkey down the slope, just to divert the topic of tension just now, what is good for you, this can be said, the ghost will believe it, no, the ghost will not believe it, if he really wants to kill it, he has already done it now, how can he say so much trouble.

People are mortal fetuses, they have to eat when they are hungry, they will bleed when they are injured, no one wants to die if they can live, everyone says that the world is difficult, no one is willing to go to Huangquan, every year is sad, every year is not bad, this is the real person, there is nothing to avoid, I assert, even the ancient sages are the same, life is what I want, death is also what I hate, so Qin Chuan's heart is so good that there is no need to criticize.

Seeing this, those who have eaten the masses have completely lost interest, who is not a fool, this ending can basically be guessed, no one pays attention to them anymore, or Tai Ah Jian is more interesting.

Although everyone is hot now, they can't wait to put this first sword of the Spring and Autumn Period in their hands and play with it, but no one dares to move, and the gun shoots the first bird, everyone knows this truth.

"Tai'a Jian, it's mine. Suddenly, a figure quickly broke out of the air, the speed can't help but be staggering, in the blink of an eye, it is already approaching, the divine soldier, close at hand, he is almost determined to win, open his mouth and laugh wildly, he has thought of the scenery of the coming day, winning the rivers and lakes, the battle Ji Ke in the White Emperor City, the sword ghost of the Central Plains, and even the emperor of the ages.

"It's Ji Peng, who is known as Qianli Peng, and his speed is rarely matched. "Someone with a discerning eye recognized who was in the air.

"It turned out to be him, it seems that this Tai'a Sword is already the master. Someone else said that this Ji Peng also has some reputation.

"That's not necessarily, haven't you heard that Shi Ji Ke of White Emperor City is here, he made a move, how could this Ji Peng resist. Listening to their words, someone retorted disdainfully.

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The city suddenly became noisy, and there were voices in every corner, but the man and the donkey who were mentioned in the mouth only glanced at it, and did not make any movements, and it was not yet time for him to make a move.

But all this is destined to be a fantasy, he didn't notice that a long sword behind him was about to come into close contact with him, the human body touched the sword body, the flesh touched the iron tire, and the result can be imagined.

The figure didn't know where to go, leaving only flesh and blood sprinkled with bluestone, shattered bones and blood.

"Do you dare to try too much for a sword?" "People sweep the air, the sword starts, and people die to know who is."

Dare to ask where the sword is, everyone says Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.