"What happened? The breath disappeared! Was my lie exposed, or has Lan Jianye killed that suspicious guy?" Wang Ze, who was packing a package at home, looked at the sky and frowned slightly. He was ready to leave this place of trouble.
The wife at the side asked repeatedly: "Why do you want to leave suddenly?"
His son was also puzzled and asked: "Dad, what happened? I have to play football with my classmates this afternoon. Where are we going?"
Looking at his family, Wang Ze frowned and said, "Stop talking nonsense and pack your things quickly. We need to leave quickly. We can't stay in this country anymore. We need to go to other countries."
"Go to other countries." His wife was slightly stunned and said repeatedly; "What did you do? Why don't we ask the Lan family for help? They will definitely be able to handle it. Going to other countries, we are unfamiliar with the place..."
"Shut up! Pack up and leave immediately!" He shouted angrily, looking at his wife.
Immediately, the whole family shut up and quickly packed up their things.
In front of the teleportation array in Lanzhou City, Wang Ze smiled and said, "From here we go to the Magic City, and then we will leave this country. As long as I become a true swordsman, we will come back."
"Really? Is there such a chance?" Suddenly a voice came from not far away. Wang Ze looked at his wife and son and said, "Hurry up and leave. Damn it! I didn't expect that Lan Jianye could be solved by you?"
"Let's go!" The person who appeared not far away was not Yu Sheng, but Zhan Xin.
Xie Jian Zhan Xin is a sword demon that has appeared in recent years. He challenges all the sword masters in the world. Whenever he finds a master, he will fight with him until he kills him completely.
"Let's go!" Zhan Xin smiled, took out the evil sword, pointed at Wang Ze in front of him and said, "Draw out your sword. I didn't expect that a cowardly bandit like you would possess such pure sword energy. It's really unexpected. But you will eventually become the drink of my evil sword."
Wang Ze frowned slightly, and seeing that the person coming was not Yu Sheng, he frowned slightly and said, "Who are you? We have no grudges, why are you drawing your sword against me?"
“No grudges or hatreds!” Zhan Xin laughed loudly, looking at Wang Ze in front of him as if he were an idiot and said, “You are wrong. Being swordsmen together is our greatest grudge. This world can only have one strongest sword. It is impossible for two strongest swords to exist at the same time. Draw your swords!”
Wang Ze wiped the sweat from his forehead and saw Zhan Xin in front of him. This was definitely the most powerful enemy he had ever faced, so powerful that he didn't even want to fight him.
He repeatedly said: "But I am not a swordsman!"
After a slight pause, Zhan Xin laughed as if he had heard a great joke, "This is really the first joke I've heard today. Don't you want to fight? You forced me to do this!"
As he spoke, the sword in his hand moved, and two heads flew high into the air. His wife and son were killed in an instant, without any power to resist.
What a strange sword, what a fast sword, so fast that he could only see an afterimage.
"You..." Wang Ze was furious, took out the judgment, and shouted, "Go to hell!"
Upon seeing Tian Zui, Zhan Xin frowned slightly and said, "So you are not a swordsman. Your sword energy is actually emitted from this sword? This is really disappointing!"
He retracted the evil sword in his hand, looked at Wang Ze who was rushing towards him, and moved his hands directly.
The sword flashed, but was caught by Zhanxin's two fingers. Zhanxin shouted angrily, "You are not worthy of using this sword, you fool."
"Damn it! Die!" Wang Ze used all his strength to suppress the sword, but Zhan Xin didn't move at all. With a movement of his hand, Wang Ze was actually blown away by the sword intent.
puff!
Blood splattered three feet!
"Why?" Wang Ze couldn't believe that he would be shocked by the verdict.
All I heard was Zhan Xin saying coldly: "Because you don't know what a sword is. The thing in your hand is no different from a branch in your hand."
"You devil, I will never let you go even if I die!" Wang Ze said angrily.
Zhanxin moved his fingers and directly grasped Judgment. He smiled and said, "Why do you think you are still alive? Where did this sword come from?"
Wang Ze was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Zhan Xin to go find the owner of the sword, and was about to say it.
Then a voice was heard, "The sword comes from the Tao. And I am the Tao."
As he spoke, endless sword energy spread out in all directions. The people around were frightened and left one after another. These sword energies were like precious swords, yet completely different.
But not far away, a man came with his hands behind his back, followed by a young woman.
He immediately looked at Yu Sheng with a heart-breaking gaze, only to see that at this time Wang Ze seized the opportunity and was about to escape.
However, he heard a cold snort, and saw a sword energy piercing his head directly, "A defeated general actually dares to flee, he doesn't know whether to live or die!"
He is decisive in killing and is definitely not an ordinary enemy.
Yu Sheng looked at the evil sword in Zhan Xin's hand, smiled and said, "What is your relationship with the Emperor Evil Sword?"
"Evil Lord? You are Yu Sheng!" Looking at Yu Sheng, although he seemed more sacred, his appearance was still 90% similar. Coupled with the sword intent, it should be Yu Sheng without a doubt.
Nodding silently, Yu Sheng looked at Zhan Xin and said, "Yes, I am Yu Sheng."
Seeing the real master, Zhan Xin laughed and said, "I followed the guidance of the sword. Today I finally met you. Let's fight it out!?"
"You want to compete with me? Are you worthy?" Yu Sheng stood proudly and said lightly.
Seeing Yu Sheng’s expression, Zhan Xin was not angry. This is how a swordsman should be.
He threw the Judgment in his hand directly in front of Yu Sheng. With a bang, the ground exploded and the whole space was shrouded in sword energy. "Draw your sword!"
"There's really nothing I can do!" Yu Sheng picked up the sword in his hand, looked at Han Wu behind him, and sighed, "Stay away!"
"Yes! Senior!" Han Wu nodded repeatedly.
As she spoke, she stepped back a few steps. At this moment, Yu Sheng stroked his sword and looked at Zhan Xin and said, "Before you do anything, I want to ask you a question."
"Ask!" Zhan Xin was generous and spoke frankly.
Seeing this, Yu Sheng smiled and said, "This sword-forging stone was made by the evil king you mentioned."
"Since you know, why say more!" Zhan Xin drew his sword and prepared for battle.
However, Yu Sheng secretly sighed and said, "Of course I have to say more. This is the last words passed down by the Sword Ancestor. If he is willing to change his ways, I will let him live."
"What a joke! You think you can do anything to the evil king, the son of Tiandao?" Zhan Xin laughed loudly and did not take it seriously at all.
Buzz!
The sword tip rang, and Yu Sheng said calmly, "Then you come and try my sword!"
"That's exactly what I want!" Zhanxin shouted and rushed towards Yusheng.
(End of this chapter)