From the Valley of the Wicked to the Town of Demons

"Hero Chu, it is Hero Chu who is here."

On the Jianghu guest side, when they saw the people, they were immediately overjoyed, while the bandits showed fear on their faces, especially those who had fought against Chu Zijing, immediately took a few steps back, looking very panicked.

"Brother, why did you join a cult, did you forget what Master asked you to do?"

Chu Zijing stood on the attic and spoke with a look of sadness on his face.

"Hehe, you just entered the rivers and lakes, and you don't know what the rivers and lakes are. You have to know that in life, what you want is your true heart. My true heart is to become stronger. As for good and evil, right and wrong, it's just a fleeting moment."

The strange man said lightly, and then took out the short sword again, and put on a posture of facing it.

"You and my senior brother, do you really want to kill each other?"

Chu Zijing shook his head, as if he didn't want to fight this weird person.

"As I said before, good and evil, right and wrong, are fleeting. I will kill anyone who stops me from becoming stronger, and you are no exception."

The weirdo was unmoved by words, and his attitude was firm.

"Since that's the case, the only way to do it is to use the sword. I also want to know, senior brother, if you have joined a cult, do you still have that sword in your heart?"

After Chu Zijing finished speaking, he drew out his long sword, tapped his feet, jumped down from the attic, landed on one foot, and then rushed towards the strange man fiercely.

"My sword has always been in my heart and never moved away."

The strange man seemed to be talking to himself, and then with a flick of the dagger in his hand, the sharp sword intent reappeared and enveloped him.

"Sword, that's not how it's used."

Chu Zijing opened his mouth and said, and then the sword edge moved forward, as if opening a path, the sharp sword intent rushed out, stabbing at the strange man.

boom!
The two sword intents collided, and in the eyes of everyone, a strange scene appeared.

These two people seem to be frozen, maintaining the same posture, but everyone feels that they are actually moving, as if they have been fighting with swords, and the fights are back and forth, very lively.

"Swordsmen of this level are not able to peek at this level of swordsmen. If we immerse ourselves in it, I am afraid that we will be injured by their sword intent."

Yi Xing spoke suddenly, and everyone seemed to be enlightened by these words. They hurriedly looked away, not daring to look directly at those two people.

As a rank-[-] martial artist, Yi Xing knew how powerful he was.These two people are now immersed in the sword intent, and they are covered by the sword intent for dozens of steps around them. If outsiders step on it, or look directly at it for a long time, they will be injured by the sword intent. This is a very dangerous thing. .

But it's not a problem to just stay like this, after all, there are still opponents here, so you can't just sit idle.

Yi Xing moved, and he went straight to a seventh-rank man, that man was like a stupid dog, still waiting for orders from the strange man, but when Yi Xing came to kill him, his reaction was slow.

puff!
He chopped off his head with a knife, and the man of the seventh rank lost his life just like that. Immediately, the bandits came to their senses, yelling, and fought with the gangsters.

Without the weirdo, the quack has taken advantage. After all, there is only Yi Xing as a martial artist on the scene. Although there are a lot of wounded, the high-end combat power is not at a disadvantage, and the battle has gradually turned in favor of the quack.

"You guys, go help."

Although the weirdo was still competing with Chu Zijing for sword intent, the surrounding environment was still within his attention. After sensing the disadvantages of the bandits, he immediately yelled at Hong Butou and the others.

"Oh, alright."

Hong Butou and Huo Yi looked at each other, they knew that they had been exposed, whether it was Yi Xing and others, or those quacks, as long as they told what happened tonight, they would have nothing to eat, so they kept on doing it. , or kill them all in order to sleep peacefully.

After making up their minds, the two immediately rushed over with their knives in hand and joined the battle group.

Not only them, but also the two men who had been protecting the weirdo all the time, also left the stage directly, and when they left the stage, the quacks immediately felt great pressure.

Rank six, both of them are martial artists of rank six.

The situation immediately reversed, and the quacks began to retreat steadily, which seemed difficult to sustain.

"What, want to go over and help?"

The strange man said something lightly, apparently for Chu Zijing.

"If possible, of course I want to."

Chu Zijing replied, but he didn't have the slightest intention to withdraw.

It's not that Chu Zijing is ruthless, but that he can't escape to help now.

From the eyes of everyone, these two people did not move, but they knew that they had been fighting, and it was an extremely fierce fight.

Others can't see it, but they can see it themselves. They are all surrounded by their fighting figures. Every move is very clear. Every move has an afterimage, which is transformed by sword intent, the sword technique of Yanshan lineage , was almost used by the two of them over and over again, and they all showed what they had learned, and they didn't hold back at all.

"Junior brother, I didn't expect you to have been promoted to the fifth rank.

I think back then, when I was away from the mountains and went to the rivers and lakes, you were still wiping your nose. "

The strange man suddenly smiled and spoke.

"I had a cold that day, so I had a runny nose."

Chu Zijing replied lightly, without any fluctuation in tone.

"At that time, Yanshan Mountain was very beautiful, and the autumn leaves were red, and you and I often practiced swords on the top of the mountain, from sunrise to sunset.

You always said that in the future, you will go to the rivers and lakes, to make contributions, to be like a master, to become a generation of heroes.

You know, when I saw you at that time, every time I mentioned this, my eyes would light up, and that anticipation made me also fascinated by Jianghu. "

The strange man was talking, as if lost in memory, but Chu Zijing interrupted him.

"That's not the reason you joined a cult. What exactly did you encounter in the arena? Tell me, brother."

As Chu Zijing spoke, the expression on his face finally changed.

"Hehe, as I said, you haven't been in the rivers and lakes for too long, and you haven't seen a strong man, like Master, no, stronger than Master.

When you meet, you will know how helpless and weak you are, and weak people can't protect anything, they can only wait for the charity and mercy of others.

Therefore, you can only become stronger, and only in this way can you control your own destiny and protect what you want to protect. "

After the strange man finished speaking, he suddenly fell into some kind of struggle, and the sword intent became unstable, so that he couldn't control it for a moment, and it shattered.

"Brother, you are too obsessed."

Chu Zijing seized the opportunity and wanted to subdue this strange man with one blow, but just as he put his hand on his shoulder, a fantasy suddenly came into his mind.

There were flames everywhere, people's screams everywhere, butcher knives fell one by one, human heads piled up into towers, and corpses piled up into mountains.

As if it was purgatory, Chu Zijing also lost his mind at this moment, and before he could break free, the strange man came out first.

"Junior Brother, don't blame Senior Brother for being ruthless, you will never understand what despair is and what true strength is."

Raising the short sword in his hand, the strange man was about to stab him down. Suddenly, a loud and clear folk song rang out, lingering over the water village.