Changkong has already fought with the Seven Davids, and Changkong won. Win crisply, win neatly.

This pavilion is the beginning of nothingness.

Nameless: "You can't go." ”

Changkong asked coldly, "Why can't you go?" as if he had heard a joke.

Who is he, he is the sky, he is the spear god. He was the leader of the Assassins, but he was a failed Assassin because he had only assassinated one person, and that person was the King of Qin. But he didn't succeed, he assassinated many times without success, and it was just a joke.

The Seven Guards looked at Nameless.

Nameless looked at the sky and said, "You have broken the law by injuring seven people in a row." ”

Changkong turned around, and he smiled.

The law is indeed very important, and it is necessary for the upper class to rule the lower class, but with the law, life can be orderly.

law, the minimum requirements of morality.

Nameless is a person who respects the Fa, because he likes simplicity, as simple as his sword moves, and what he needs is order, peace. If only there were no wars in the world.

Changkong looked back and saw Nameless, it was a black person, an indifferent person, this was his first image of Nameless.

Changkong: "Do you know that I am from Zhao Guo."

Nameless: "I know, but within ten miles of this place, it's all under my control." ”

This is the scope of the pavilion manager's management.

Nameless began to retreat, because he could only make one move, and this move was ten moves and one kill.

Rogu arrived, but it didn't attract attention. He was just a spectator, an indifferent spectator. Maybe you will move the heart of the silhouette, but the heart often does not act.

Nameless retreated to a distance of ten meters from the sky.

Nameless sword out, this sword is fast. When the Seven Guards saw this sword, they could only feel that this sword was fast, but they had no way to describe it, because this sword was already faster than they had imagined.

The nameless sword slices off the spearhead of the sky.

The long air carried the power of the spear, and Nameless also flew back with the power of this spear.

Changkong: "Good sword!"

Nameless: "Only this sword." ”

Changkong: "This sword is enough." "Yes, this sword is enough, and many people only need to practice a good sword.

The nameless sword, Changkong can already know that this is an assassin's sword, this is the assassin's pinnacle sword.

The higher the martial arts, the fewer friends they have, because they proudly draw a knot with mortals. Only the same people can enter their hearts.

Nameless walked in.

Changkong knew the meaning of the nameless ten steps: it took ten steps to kill the King of Qin.

Before the sky and the nameless, I didn't know each other.

But Changkong understands him.

Nameless needs a spear in the sky to get close to King Qin.

The ticking raindrops fell on this spear, splashing not only the water droplets, but also the murderous aura, because when the martial artist uses force, there will naturally be a murderous aura.

The air grew heavier and heavier, and Nameless was once again ten paces away from him.

Gathering momentum, Nameless is looking for the weakness of the sky, as long as there is a flaw, the nameless sword will come out.

The Seven Guards await, and perhaps this will be the birth of a legend. Every martial artist is looking forward to seeing the moves of the two masters with their own eyes.

Nameless moves, he only has one move, he is an assassin, waiting for the best time, he will attack first.

Changkong lost, and his right hand was cut off by Nameless.

Nameless's move could only be blocked, but he didn't. He wanted to see if the nameless sword was fast or his spear was fast.

Changkong lost, because he practiced this move without a name, he has been practicing for ten years, and he has practiced a move for ten years, what will be the power of this move. Perhaps only the one who took the sword would know.

One of Nagaku's hands was cut off.

Rogu watched Nameless win. He knew that this was intentional because Changkong was a martial artist, and he was not a good assassin. But nameless is. He gave hope to Nameless. Just one hand.

When you meet in Pingshui, you have the heart to assassinate the King of Qin, then I will give you this arm and let you realize the dream that I have not succeeded in for several years.

This is a kind of righteousness.

Changkong took the remaining left hand, singing all the way, and no one stopped him. Nameless didn't stop him, who else could stop him here.

The singing voice is heroic and desolate, "Broken arms, sad hearts! Sad hearts, things will not be done! Things will not be done, people will pass away, Wang Xi Wang Xi will do what I do?"

Changkong is gone, and he has lost an arm.

The rivers and lakes can't help him anymore, and the King of Qin can't help him anymore.

Nameless watched his departure and did not speak. He wanted to sing a sad song, but he couldn't. He couldn't let the people of the King of Qin see his sadness. He was an assassin, an assassin of the "Qin State".

It is said that Nameless is a native of Zhao, but his home and his relatives all died at the hands of the Qin people. Every time at night, he would be awakened by a nightmare where the soldiers of the Qin State walked towards his relatives with knives.

Nameless was lucky, he escaped, escaped with a sword book, and lived in the Qin country, so that everyone thought he was a Qin person.

Changkong left, and Rogu followed.

They go one after the other.

Sky: "You've been with me for so long, what do you want to do?"

The sky is a very good magic pattern for Luo Gu. He didn't need ordinary magic patterns now, because those were enough, and what he needed was a more elite magic pattern.

Rogu: "I want to fight with you as well as life and death!"

Demon: "My good brother, how shameless you are, you are embarrassed to say such things." You simply took advantage of his illness to kill him. ”

Changkong laughed: "If you want to fight, come on!", he is Changkong, Changkong who will never bow to people in his life. The proud Sky without friends, the man who claims to be a god.

Luo Gu has respect for him, but the respect between warriors can only be reflected by the use of force.

Rogu took a step forward, his knife already accumulating his greatest strength.

Changkong has no weapons, and his strongest weapon has been given to Nameless.

The knife has passed, and the man is still standing.

Changkong: "Good knife technique"

Luo Gu put away the knife, "It's a good knife technique." ”

Sky was still standing, and he wanted to fall unless he died.

Poof, it's over. The man who had plagued the King of Qin for many years died.

Memory is already a magic knife, because the body and soul of those killed by it will be absorbed by it.

The long sky's body turned into powder and disappeared.

Rogu watched as a gust of wind rose and blew the powder into the sky. Long sky, long sky, and finally hit the long sky. You still went to the sky after all.

Rogu returned to the pavilion.

Nameless has buried his empty hand.

Nameless looked at Luo Gu, and when Luo Gu got up, he knew that Luo Gu was looking for Changkong. Now that Rogu is back, Nameless knows that Sky is dead, because it was his intuition, the powerful instinct of an assassin.

Nameless stood there, not moving, his eyes staring straight at Rogu.

"My name is Nameless"

"My name is Rogu"

Nameless wanted to come up with a sword, but he couldn't. Because now he is a "Qin countryman", he wants to avenge Changkong, but he can't. He's just an assassin, and what he's best at is assassination.

Neither of them spoke, and they walked away with their backs to backs.

But they will eventually meet, because they will go to a place where someone teaches people to write, and there is a pair of legendary lovers, the broken sword and snow.