Chapter 1: A Deadly Sword

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The yellow sand rolls the wind, and the town of Chuyun is still the same weather for a hundred years, and the sky is full of sand and dust.

During the day, because of the dust, there are not many people doing business here, so it is particularly cold.

Today it looks the same as usual, but in reality something is different. If you ask what is different, anyone with open eyes should be able to see at least one thing different—usually there are people on the streets during the day, and there should be the crying of children, the scolding of women, the sound of men chatting with wine, but today these voices are all gone.

The people of this small town, small enough to be a few thousand people, seemed to have disappeared overnight.

It is already a very difficult thing to destroy all the people in the town overnight, but to make the people in the town disappear overnight, if it does not cost a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, it is simply an impossible thing to do, at least it is something that cannot be done by manpower, but this kind of thing has happened, so it seems to indicate a possibility- There is a big man who has taken a fancy to this place, so he asked everyone in the town to disappear for the time being, and it must have been ordered, if the people in the town did not leave, then they had to die.

If it weren't for this order, no one would be willing to leave their home, even if it seemed so humble and worthless in the eyes of others.

There was no one on the street, not even the most prosperous and lively Feiyun Street, not a single person, not even a single dog, not a single live dog, to be precise, because many dogs were already lying in the yards of one by one, covered with mats.

These animals were either cut off or torn apart, and it was obvious that the person who killed the dog was definitely not an ordinary person, and ordinary people definitely did not have such fast sword skills and such sharp sword skills.

Therefore, it is not possible to infer that the person who took over the town must have been a powerful man.

Since the founding of the country and the domination of the world, there seems to have never been such a thing in the world.

Zhenren attaches great importance to the law, don't have to do it as a last resort, no one dares to violate the law formulated by the prime minister of Shang, even those martial arts masters who are famous on the side, and the big people who are bent on pursuing the way of heaven will never dare to act so recklessly, but this kind of thing does happen today, who is so reckless and reckless, ignoring the laws of the empire?

No one knew, because there was no one in the town anymore, not even the chirping of birds and beasts, and it seemed as if it had become a dead city.

An hour later, there was a voice in the town, the sound of a dog barking.

The dog, which has always looked very thin but also very tall, is barking loudly on Feiyun Street, why is it roaring? Why is it still alive?

It roared only because it saw that many of the dogs in the yards of every house were lying on the ground in pieces, and the blood had not yet dried! It was alive only because the people who brought him to this town were not from this town at all.

This is a man who has lost his way - but the people of the town will never show up at this time, and they will also bring a dirt dog, so openly.

The sound of tuk tuk tuk knocked on the bluestone floor.

A man with a bamboo pole and a dog on his feet set foot in this town.

The man didn't seem to know that he had walked into Hades with his dog, and he was tapping the ground with a bamboo pole to explore the road ahead, and he walked slowly and steadily with each step, and the bamboo stick swung steadily.

As a blind man who has lost his eyes, should he be more steady?

He was a blind man, he was blind at a very early age, and has been blind for more than thirty years now. Naturally, he didn't want to be blind, it was too inconvenient to be blind, but this matter was no longer a choice for him, although he wanted to know what was going on here, why there was not a single sound in this familiar town, the sound of old women laughing, the sound of women arguing, the sound of children playing and innocent, the sound of men boasting to each other, why were they gone.

What about people, where have they gone?

The blind man was holding a bamboo stick, he tried not to let himself tremble with fear, but sometimes he was afraid that trembling was something that people themselves could not control, for example, at this moment he could not control his body, he felt that his whole body was already sore, so soft that he could hardly move, but he had to go, he had to find a restaurant, he was already hungry, he had been hungry for three days, he had to eat, and if he didn't eat he would probably die.

It's just that he has only taken two steps, and the person is already unable to walk.

A dog barked, a terrible dog barked.

The dog stopped, and the blind man knew that his dog would not stop easily, because the dog was going to show him the way, but then the dog stopped.

The moment the dog stopped, he felt as if his neck had been cut, and the next moment a stream of water rushed to his face.

It wasn't ordinary water, it was blood, and he could feel his dog lying on the ground with his head gone.

At this moment, the blind man could no longer bear the fear in his heart, and he had collapsed to the ground.

He fell to the ground with a thud.

The blind man's eyes widened, although he couldn't see anything, but this was a normal expression when people were afraid, a pair of white eyes desperately looked at the outside world, but he couldn't see anything, only darkness in front of him.

But he must be glad that he could not see anything, otherwise he would have fainted with fright, for there was already a man standing in front of him, a bare-chested, burly man, with a hideous face, a ghost-headed knife in his hand, and blood still on it, and a wicked smile on his face looking at the blind man who was huddled in the corner and covering his head.

"Blind? interesting, Lao Tzu has killed a lot of people, this time he actually killed a blind man, blind man, let the uncle free you. Before the words were finished, the sword flashed, and the blood also appeared.

The last scream of the blind man filled the town in his life, but it was gone, only the blood on the ground and the dead dog with the rope and a blue bamboo stick proved that there was indeed a man here.

A bloody glint flashed in the big man's eyes, and he suddenly turned to look at a willow tree, to be precise, at the person behind the willow tree, who was dressed in green clothes and seemed to have become one with the willow tree, this person looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a pale face and a snow-white sword, standing in front of the willow tree.

When the big man's eyes came over, the man's eyes looked at the big man without the slightest emotion.

The big man clenched his fists, and he was already incomparably angry at this moment, but in front of this young man, he couldn't help but suppress his anger, kicked the blind man on the ground, and sneered: "When did the life-killing swordsman also like to bully a blind man." ”

There was only sword light just now, no sword light, but Dahan understood that the person who killed the person was not him, but this man in Tsing Yi.

Such a fast sword, such a cold person, worthy of a deadly swordsman!

The expression of the man in Tsing Yi did not change at all, and he said lightly: "Even if I want to rob and kill someone with you, I will not rob and kill a blind man with you, I will only rush to kill the third young master with you." ”

Third Young Master, hearing this name, this burly man who looked incomparably brutal and domineering, his whole body trembled, as if this name carried a very magical power, which made people involuntarily feel awe.

The big man took a deep breath and looked at Tsing Yi coldly: "In that case, why did you kill him?"

The man in Tsing Yi's words were very brief, he looked at the big man coldly and said: "Because you have too much nonsense, and we don't have much time, you should know what kind of person the third young master is, he will definitely come to Chuyun Town today." ”

The big man couldn't help but admit this, but the anger in his heart was still uneasy: "Do you think he will come to Chuyun Town when I kill this blind man?"

There was still no emotion in the tone of the man in Tsing Yi, and he said coldly: "I don't know, I only knew one thing just now, if he came just now, then my sword would not kill the blind man, but kill you." And I only know one thing now, and now if you don't clean this place, I'll kill you. ”

As if to prove that he was not lying, his hand was already gripping the hilt of the sword, and Dahan immediately felt an imminent killing intent to kill.

The big man bent down to hold up the body of the blind man, and also picked up the earth dog and walked towards a dense forest, he didn't know much about the deadly swordsman Liu Wuru, but he still knew one thing, that is, once the life-killing swordsman said that he wanted to kill you, it would definitely not be a lie, so he would never dare to take what this person said as a lie.

Although he is the owner of Tianluo Village, he thinks that he is not sure that he can defeat Liu Wuxian, so he can only listen to Liu Wuxian's words and sit down obediently, which is not what his identity should do.

He didn't want to die, but if he didn't listen to the swordsman, he would definitely die.

Martial arts has always been respected by the strong, and no one dares to violate this principle.

The man in Tsing Yi, that is, Liu Wuxian, watched Xiong Wanli clean the street coldly, and did not show a little superfluous expression on his face, but said lightly: "Now you can go with me." ”

Xiong Wanli said: "Where to go?"

Liu Wuxian said: "Whoever you want to see the most these days, then I will take you to see who." ”

At this moment, a name appeared in Xiong Wanli's heart - Mr. Cha. Thinking of this name, Xiong Wanli was like seeing a god, and his face showed an indescribable piety and respect.

Who in the world doesn't know that Xiong Wanli, the owner of Tianluo Village, is the most unreasonable, the most domineering, the most unruly, the most like to kill the whole family at every turn, so no one can imagine that such a brutal person can have such a pious and respectful time.

Mr. Cha, who is this Mr. Cha?

Liu Wuxian didn't say a word, but when he caught a glimpse of Xiong Wanli's expression, he couldn't help but condense in his heart.