Chapter 479 begins

Guan Yang was stunned, this is not right, didn't I report my name, and then you cried and shouted and came over and hugged your thighs, and then cried and said, 'Wet forehead is so muddy' or something?

"Say, who are you?" Hua Han saw that Guan Yang was stunned, and immediately took another step forward, and the blade of the Defeated Sword had almost reached Guan Yang's throat. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His skin was stung by the sword qi, Guan Yang came back to his senses, and now the situation is obviously wrong, but this is not the point, let's explain it first: "My name is really Guan Yang, if you don't believe it, go to Shenshi Town to ask, everyone knows that my name is Guan Yang, I didn't lie to you about this." ”

Hua Han said disdainfully: "You still said that you didn't deceive people, with your skills, you can't be a nobody in the rivers and lakes, but how amazing is the demeanor of the master of Baiyimen, how can a person like you pretend to be a person like you?"

I can't see that my status in this kid's mind is quite high, Guan Yang thought smugly, but explained: "I really didn't lie to you about this, my subordinates and friends are here, I don't believe you asked them." ”

While speaking, there was another sound of footsteps, and Guan Yang estimated the time in his heart, it should be Chen Muqing and Zhang San catching up. Guan Yang guessed correctly, not long after Guan Yang left, the aura of defeat converged, Chen Muqing proposed to follow him because he was worried, and the aura of defeat converged, Zhang San was also anxious, and agreed without thinking, but ......

"Hugh hurt the master. Chen Muqing saw Guan Yang being pointed at with a sword, and subconsciously thought that Hua Han was an enemy, so he waved the pickaxe in his hand and slashed towards Hua Han's head. But can Hua Han let him get it easily?

The Defeated Sword withdrew from Guan Yang's throat, and in Hua Han's hand, it flexibly turned a corner, and straightened the impact of the pickaxe. Guan Yang was in a hurry, and was about to open his mouth to remind, but it was too late, the two weapons intersected, and the sound that came out was not a crisp "ding", but a little muffled "click", and experienced martial artists could judge by the sound that this was the sound produced by the weapon being cut off.

As the voice came, the sword of defeat and the pickaxe staggered, and the sword of defeat was naturally intact, but Chen Muqing held half of the pickaxe and wanted to cry without tears. To say that his pickaxe is not an ordinary color, although Shanhemen is not famous, but after all, it also has its own unique heritage, after all, it can be regarded as a bit of a heritage, and it is no problem to get a good weapon. Although this pickaxe is not a peerless weapon, it is also made of thousands of refined steel, and it is also a rare weapon, whether it is used as a tool to open mountains and cut stones, or it is used as a weapon to duel with people, it has great use.

However, although the pickaxe is good, it also scores compared to whom, compared to ordinary weapons, the pickaxe is naturally sharpened like clay, but this time it is the defeated sword that fights with it. It is the brother sword of the peerless sword, the ancestor of the Sword Worship Villa in the Central Plains martial arts, Ao Ri, together with ten swordsmiths, wanted to use the divine iron black cold to forge a sword that amazes the world to annihilate the scorching fire qilin, and the first sword they cast is the sword of defeat, and it is also the prototype of the peerless good sword. But when the sword was about to be completed, nine of the ten swordsmiths who participated in the sword casting were successively tortured to death by the ferocious killing qi in the sword of defeat, and in desperation, Ao Ri and the only remaining swordsmith could only give up casting this fierce and evil sword, and use the remaining half of the black cold, according to the sword shape of the sword of defeat, to cast another peerless cold sword, that is, the later peerless good sword.

Later, the unforged sword of defeat was found by the new owner of Baijian Villa, and regained from the bronze coffin buried in the sword mound of Baijian Villa. After more than twenty years of reforging, it was finally forged into a sword shape, and later the sword fell into the hands of Yi Feng, the son of Nie Feng.

That is to say, whether in terms of materials or craftsmanship, the power of the defeated sword will not be weaker than that of the peerless good sword, let alone a thousand-trained pickaxe, even if it is a world-famous sword, it will not be much stronger than a pickaxe when facing the defeated sword. And this is still a defeated sword in a crippled state, if it is a defeated sword in a complete state, Chen Muqing will be abolished not just as simple as a weapon. Similarly, it is fortunate that the Defeated Sword lost its sword soul, otherwise it would not be Hua Han's turn to destroy the pickaxe, and he himself would first be controlled by the Defeated Sword, and finally become a slave of the Defeated Sword.

Looking at the sad Chen Muqing, Guan Yang felt that he had to say something, but before Guan Yang could speak, Zhang San took the lead in standing up: "Good boy, you will destroy people's weapons as soon as you fight, this is how your master taught you?"

Hua Han was also a little embarrassed at this time, and snorted: "I didn't know that the Defeated Sword was so sharp, why don't I accompany you?"

"What compensation do you take?" Zhang San asked.

"Then what do you say you want to pay?" After all, Hua Han was young and inexperienced, and was easily deceived into a trap by Zhang San.

Zhang San deserved to be an old fox, and glanced back and forth with disdain: "Looking at your dress, you don't look like the young master of a big family, and it is estimated that it will not be possible to lose money." ”

Hua Han scratched his head embarrassedly and smirked, he had been practicing in retreat in one place before, and all the supplies were provided by special personnel, even if he was given money, it was useless, so the money he brought was not much, and it was barely enough for him to go back and forth, and as for the more, there was no point. Therefore, if Zhang San really made him lose money, Hua Han might have to sell himself to pay off his debts. Don't think it's garbage because the pickaxe can't withstand the blow of the defeated sword, as I said earlier, the pickaxe is made of thousands of refined steel, and even if the weapon cast by such a grade material is placed in an ordinary blacksmith shop, it is enough to be the treasure of the town store, anyway, there is no thousand eight hundred taels of silver that I don't want to buy.

Zhang San ignored Hua Han's smirk, glanced at the defeated sword, and said, "I think this sword is not bad all over your body, or you can use this sword to pay off your debts." ”

"It turns out that you are in the idea of defeating the Dead Sword, let me tell you, you have miscalculated!" Hua Han is just naïve, this does not mean that he is a fool, how can he not know that Zhang San is defeating the Death Sword now?

"Stop!" Guan Yang knew that Hua Han didn't leave his hand when he saw it, and immediately blocked in front of Zhang San, and two fingers met the defeated sword. If it were someone else, it would undoubtedly be an act of looking for death to greet the divine weapon with his fingers like this, but Guan Yang has "One Finger of the Spirit", although Hua Han's swordsmanship is good, it is still within Guan Yang's tolerance range, and he is completely able to take this blow, but Guan Yang is confident that he can take it, but others don't know......

"Don't. ”

"The host is careful. ”