On the stone wall in the cave, dozens of "positive" characters have been carved with broken swords.

In five days, it will be the third day of the third month of March.

Lu Sanchuan sat cross-legged in the stone cave, closed his eyes, concentrating and resting, after a while, his eyes slowly opened, through those clear eyes, faintly visible like a mirror lake, not alarmed.

However, no one knows what lies beneath the peace.

There are two swords lying on Lu Sanchuan's left side.

One was a half-broken sword stuck in its sheath. Over the past few days, he has used this broken sword to cut tree branches, cut wild fruits, and cut through stone walls, and now the broken sword is scarred.

The other is the wooden sword that accompanied him through the dark years. Although the wooden sword was not as smooth as it was at the beginning, it was slightly rough, which did not hinder his love for the wooden sword in the slightest.

He grabbed the remnant sword and plunged it into the earth, then stood up with the wooden sword in his grip, glanced at the remnant one last time, and walked down the hill.

After living alone in the mountains for a while, his heart became more and more calm, and his sorrows, worries, cowardices, etc., had all dissipated.

Lu Sanchuan stepped on the trunk of the branch with his feet, and was walking wildly, as if he heard the sound of screaming, so he hurriedly steadied himself on a branch and listened attentively.

Sure enough, there was a scream, faintly floating from the southeast.

He was shocked, clenched his wooden sword and followed the sound, and ran a hundred feet away in the blink of an eye, waiting until he could see the figure before his feet hit the ground.

The first thing that catches your eye is a flag, which was broken and thrown on the ground, the pennant with red edge and blue background is spread on the ground, and the four gilded characters of "Zhongyuan Dart Bureau" are a little dazzling.

After that, it was a tragic situation.

No less than ten corpses lay on the ground. They were uniformly dressed, with swords scattered messily around them, and they were obviously the executioners and dart masters of the Chungwon Dart Bureau.

A horse pulling the carriage was a little frightened, and its four hooves kept stumbling, trying to flee the place, but it was unable to move forward because of the reins.

A wooden box was tied to the carriage, the finger-thick hemp rope had been cut off, the wooden box had been opened, and the gold, silver, calligraphy and paintings were scattered all over the place.

There were three people standing around the pile of gold and silver calligraphy and paintings, each of them playing with the gold and silver calligraphy and painting with his feet, obviously not interested in it.

Among the three of them, there was a man with a beard, dressed in a white shirt, and said, "Didn't the helper say that it was the Zhongyuan Dart Bureau that received the dart? ”

Another tall man, dressed in a red robe and with his hands behind his back, replied, "Look for it again, maybe it is hidden in the pile of corpses." ”

The three of them walked away separately, turned their heads to investigate, but their eyes fell on Lu Sanchuan one after another.

The man leading the horse turned his back to Lu Sanchuan, his head was raised for a while, lowered for a while, and after a while he swung to the right, and suddenly raised his hand and shouted: "Look at that! These dart masters are all wielding knives, but why does that man have a long sword at his waist!"

Seeing that his companion's expression was serious and no one answered, he was very suspicious, and turned his head to look at them according to their gaze, and saw Lu Sanchuan standing on the edge of the broken flag, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The tall man, who was the leader of the four, turned his head silently, and walked confidently according to the instructions of the man leading the horse.

Lu Sanchuan immediately understood: the Zhongyuan Dart Bureau received a dart, and the consignment was a sword. When they got here, they were intercepted by these four people. The martial arts of the dart master of the Zhongyuan Dart Bureau were not hot, and if they were not the opponents of these four people, they were brutally murdered, and none of them were spared.

Lu Sanchuan's gaze swept quickly, and after a rough count, there were as many as sixteen dart masters and executioners who were killed on the ground.

When he saw the tall man walking away, he immediately shouted, "Stay!"

The tall man had not yet stopped, but the man with the hair and his companion were already holding their swords in their hands, and their eyes were fierce.

Lu Sanchuan naturally understood, grasping the wooden sword in his left hand, secretly using his internal strength, and was ready for battle.

The tall man had already walked to the side of a corpse, tore off the sword at the waist of the dart master, held it in his right hand and looked at it, couldn't help but smile coldly, tilted his head slightly, and said to Lu Sanchuan: "Boy, you can live a long life if you don't meddle in your affairs." ”

Lu Sanchuan didn't feel funny, and looked at the four people one by one with his eyes.

The man leading the horse was dressed in a green shirt, and his sleeves swayed slightly in the breeze, and he was obviously emaciated. He held the reins in his right hand, and no matter how much the horse moved and struggled, his right hand did not move.

The other person is also dressed in a green shirt, with a slightly chubby figure, seemingly ordinary, but he stands upright like a green pine, without shaking at all.

Lu Sanchuan smiled slightly, and responded: "If you don't meddle too much, wouldn't life be a great pleasure?"

When the three men except the tall man heard his words, they stopped talking, and drew their swords and attacked him.

Lu Sanchuan was already ready, and immediately took a false step in Qianling, lifted the wooden sword and stabbed at the slightly chubby man.

That person obviously didn't expect that Lu Sanchuan, who seemed to be delicate and elegant, would be so domineering with his sword. Although Lu Sanchuan has a wooden sword in his hand, as long as he is fast enough, he can still poke a few holes in himself.

He hurriedly raised his sword to protect himself.

The other two were also taken aback when they saw that their companions were in danger, and rushed to help with their swords.

Lu Sanchuan relied on his ability to move in Qianling, and fought with them a few times, and the wooden sword was immediately cut into several pieces.

He withdrew from the two zhang and stared at the three of them, secretly thinking: The three of them are strong in martial arts, and if they are a single enemy, they may also win. But if the three of them join forces, I will definitely not be an opponent, not to mention, there is a tall man not far away.

He glanced at it, and immediately had an idea, threw away the only remaining wooden sword hilt in his hand, pretended to be deserted and fled, and glanced at the three people, but the three people did not move.

Lu Sanchuan sighed secretly, turned back, picked up a single knife from the ground, swam to the back of the horse, cut the hemp rope connecting the carriage and the saddle with one knife, and then lightly stabbed the tip of the knife into the horse's buttocks.

The horse was frightened, raised its front hooves and flapped in the air, and rushed towards the three men.

Lu Sanchuan was supposed to wait for Nama to disperse the three of them, and then took the opportunity to break them down.

But the two men did not move, but the thin man stepped forward, threw his sword aside at will, steadied his plate, and swung his right fist, striking the horse in the head, and struck the horse alive.

Lu Sanchuan couldn't help but be taken aback, and it took a while to come back to his senses: What a power this is!

The thin man said "hey", smiled coldly, stared at Lu Sanchuan and said, "I originally planned to let you live, boy, since you are bent on death, then grandpa has no choice but to fulfill you." Hey, this sword is really uncomfortable, and it is still the most powerful with bare hands!"

Lu Sanchuan was even more surprised, and said in his heart: It turns out that what he is best at is not a sword!

The chubby man also threw his sword on the ground at will, grabbed the collar with both hands, and tore it lightly, and the clothes on his body were torn in half and slowly fell.

He couldn't see anything in his clothes, and when he took off his clothes, Lu Sanchuan realized that this was a slightly chubby figure!

The two shoulder peaks were as high as mountains, the arms were almost thicker than the neck, and the two pieces of flesh on the chest were as vast as the grassland.

Only the man with the hair was still holding the long sword, but a faint smile appeared on his face, which was even more strange at this time.

Lu Sanchuan was shocked in his heart, and was thinking about it, when suddenly his eyes flashed, and the naked man had already attacked.

He hurriedly placed the knife sideways in front of him, and the blade was pushed outward.

The naked man stood up with his hand as a sword, and slashed it from above, and struck at the blade of the sword.

Lu Sanchuan couldn't withstand the power of the giant, and as soon as his hands were loosened, the knife fell to the ground.

The naked man slapped his palm, and his left fist was ready, and it was blasting into Lu Sanchuan's chest.

Lu Sanchuan's heart sank, and he was about to flee backwards, but when he glanced at it, he saw that the thin man was already behind him, and he was ready to fight. He was about to leap up and dodge, and suddenly it occurred to him: If I leap upward, people are powerless in mid-air, and I am not allowed to be slaughtered?

At this critical moment, a cross wind arose under his feet, and his toes quickly touched the ground, and he jumped out two positions to the left, making Qianling take a false step, and rushed towards the tall man.

He already knew in his heart: I am definitely not the opponent of these people, if I fight hard, I must take my own life. Since these four men are here for this sword, it is obvious that this sword is extremely important, and I only need to snatch the sword from the tall man's hand, and I can be regarded as breaking the other party's conspiracy.

Seeing that the man had long hands and feet, he expected to be slow to move, so I won with agility!

Lu Sanchuan picked up a sword from the ground, pierced his heart with a sharp arrow, and stabbed at the tall man.

The tall man didn't move, seeing him coming, but the thumb of his left hand clasped the hilt of the sword with a little force, and the long sword in his left hand flew upward, and the sword body was blocking the tip of Lu Sanchuan's sword.

Lu Sanchuan couldn't help but be taken aback, and put away his sword to make a hundred chisels and weave forests, wanting to take the lead with a surprisingly fast sword speed.

The tall man's feet did not move, his left hand was raised, and he flicked it lightly at the end of the hilt, and the sword shot towards Lu Sanchuan like an arrow.

Lu Sanchuan didn't expect it, his head tilted to the left, dodged the sword, and was about to make a move, but the tall man pulled out the sword transported by the Zhongyuan Dart Bureau.

The sound of the sword unsheathed is especially domineering!

The tall man didn't care about anything else, and swept towards Lu Sanchuan's neck with his sword, and the sword speed was very urgent.

Lu Sanchuan hurriedly erected his sword to block, and the two swords collided together, and the sword in his hand was like dead wood, and it was cut off by the sword. The sword cut off Lu Sanchuan's long sword, and the speed did not slow down at all, and swept straight towards Lu Sanchuan's neck.

Lu Sanchuan had no choice but to take another step, his eyes quickly swept over, and he saw that the man with the hair was cloaked, the thin man, and the naked man were surrounding him.

He had nothing to do, although he was unwilling, he had to make Qianling take a false step, and quickly withdrew several miles away, until Shiyan could be seen.

Only then did he slow down, turned his head and glanced back, and saw that no one was coming, so he was a little relieved and panted.

As Lu Sanchuan walked, a question arose in his mind: Where did these four people come from? With their high martial arts, I am afraid that they will be about ten lifetimes. In ten lifetimes, I only know that Bai Zhongxu makes fists, but what, is Bai Zhongxu obedient to others?

That tall man, I have never seen him use all his strength, and with only three random swords, he beat me to the point where I have no power to fight back. This kind of cultivation is afraid that it will be directly after his predecessors. With his strength, can't he be a helper?