Chapter 290: It turns out that your sword can't save the world, brother

What is a good sword, blowing hair and breaking hair, sharpening iron like clay, is naturally a good sword, but if you can't do this, isn't it a good sword. There should be only one criterion for a truly good sword www.biquge.info Pen, Fun, and Pavilion, and that is a sword that can kill.

Qualcomm was able to get the nickname of a sword piercing the heart, in addition to his excellent swordsmanship cultivation, he naturally did not open the sharp help of the sword in his hand.

Qualcomm never kills people like poor people, not because of the compassion in his heart, but because in his opinion, killing people like poor people will dirty his sword.

But for Qualcomm at this moment, he no longer wants to have more entanglements with this poor man over whether a rusty broken iron sword is a magic weapon.

Perhaps, a sword splitting this poor man in half is the best way to solve the problem.

But when I heard it, Gao Tong said with a smile: "If your sword can sharpen iron like clay, I will not only treat you to a good drink, but also ......."

Before he finished speaking, the poor man stood up and said, "Okay, take out your presence and try it!"

He sat there and didn't care, but when he stood up, it gave people a sense of natural momentum, although Qualcomm's figure was not thin, but compared with his majestic torso, he suddenly felt that he had become a small thin man.

I saw that although he had no flesh left, his bones had grown, his shoulders were broad, and his big hands hung down, and they almost hung down to his knees.

Qualcomm finally slowly pulled out his steel longsword, which he didn't know how much blood he had drunk, and finally puffed up his chest again, and yelled, "Okay! ”

The poor man said, "You just have to cut it hard..."

Qualcomm bared his teeth and smiled: "Be careful, don't blame me for hurting you." ”

With a flick of his wrist, the steel sword had already slashed down with the sound of breaking through the air. Although this sword has not completed its full strength, it has such momentum with a sword in his hand, which shows that the nickname of a sword piercing the heart is well deserved.

The poor man drank with a cup in his left hand, picked up the rusty sword with his right hand, and greeted him upward, only to hear the sound of "dang".

Qualcomm, who was originally full of confidence, actually took two steps back, and when he came back to his senses, only half of the sword in his hand was left. Gao Tong, who stayed in place like a wooden chicken, stared at the broken sword in his hand, almost not believing his eyes.

The poor man stroked the rusty sword in his hand and laughed, "How?"

At this time, Qualcomm was still in shock and had not yet come back to his senses, only instinctively opened his mouth and said, "Okay...... Good sword, really good sword. ”

But the poor man sighed and said, "Such a good sword, it's a pity that it collapsed in my hands..."

Hearing this, Qualcomm's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "No...... I don't know if my friends can ...... Are you interested in selling?"

The poor man sighed, "The sword is worthy of a hero, but it can only be obtained by those who are destined to have sincerity..."

Then the poor man looked him up and down a few times, and said, "I see that you also have some heroic spirit, and you are worthy of this sword, but ...... But I don't know what to do?"

Money is something outside the body, and as long as we have martial arts, magic soldiers, and fame, are we still afraid that we will not have money? Qualcomm not only understands this truth, but has also been working hard for it.

At this moment, Qualcomm did not hesitate to take out the money bag in his sleeve pocket, the jade pendant on his waist, and the silver ticket hidden in his boots. smiled at the poor man: "I went out in a hurry, but these add up, I think there are probably a thousand taels of silver, I don't know ......"

"Forget it, meeting is fate, and today's sword may fall into your hands. However, the fetish has a spirit, and I hope that you will not encounter a time when you really need it, and you will not abuse it, and you will not waste the hard work of a certain family......"

"That's, that's, wake up naturally!"

watched the poor man take back all the gold and silver of Qualcomm, and gradually left the wine shop with the figure of the other party.

Qualcomm couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, and couldn't help stroking the rusty iron sword like a rare treasure.

"Hmph, a broken sword, I was so happy to be fooled!"

"What?"

Just now, even if he knew that the best wine was on the other party's table, he Qualcomm did not act rashly. After all, walking the rivers and lakes, women, children, and monks, that is the most provocative.

However, whoever the heavens want to perish, let whoever go crazy first, if a person has a little more courage, he will be a little less cautious. And Qualcomm's courage is the long sword in his hand.

At this time, Qualcomm didn't take out his sword, but his eyes narrowed, and he said coldly to the discovery of the three people: "What? It seems that the three of them don't look very good at me Qualcomm, do you want to report a wrist to come out? It also made me Qualcomm open his eyes." ”

"What do you mean by reporting a wrist?"

If you don't understand, you have to ask, there is nothing shameful about this in the rivers and lakes.

And at this moment, who else can ask this sentence so confidently, besides Jiang Feng?

"To report a wrist is to ask you what your name is, where you come from, and what sect you are. ”

And those who can patiently explain to Jiang Feng, except for Pixing, there will probably be no one else.

"I see!"

Jiang Feng, who figured out the reason, was bored at this time, so he said to Qualcomm excitedly: "My name is Jiang Feng, I came from the south, and there is no sect." You should also report your wrist!"

"Actually let me report my wrist, good, good!"

Qualcomm said as he clenched the newly acquired long sword in his hand.

As Qualcomm walked towards Jiang Feng and the three of them step by step, Qualcomm was very confident that the three people he met today were three big fat sheep who had just come out of the rivers and lakes.

Although he got this sword today, the money on his body was swept away. Originally, he Qualcomm was going to go out and make a vote and make a fortune.

I didn't expect that people didn't go out, but this business was delivered to the door by itself. Not only that, just looking at the figures of the two masked women, you already know that the appearance of the two will never be vulgar fans, it seems that today, he is destined to Qualcomm to get both people and money.

As Qualcomm's footsteps approached, the three people at the table didn't seem to be disturbed by the increasingly condensed murderous aura on each other's bodies at all.

"You, why don't you answer when I ask you?"

For Jiang Feng's innocent question, a hideous smile crossed the corner of Gao Tong's mouth, and then with a movement of his right hand, his sword of "blowing hair and breaking hair, sharpening iron like clay" had come out of the sheath.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Jiang Feng saw that the opponent's long sword was stabbing straight into his chest, and he swung it out in a panic.

However, the next moment, when Jiang Feng's sleeve came into contact with the opponent's sword, he heard four sounds of "dang, dang, dang, bang", but it turned out to be Qualcomm's "sword"!

The first sound was the sword sleeve striking, the second sound was the tip of the sword falling to the ground, the third sound was the wine glass smashing, and the fourth sound was Qualcomm falling to the ground.

This time, not only did Qualcomm face like ashes, stunned there, unable to move, unable to make a sound. He never thought that his "divine sword" was like tofu. (To be continued.) )