The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

"Good sword!"

He deserves to be able to cut through his own iron shirt.

clang!

The sound is as clear as a bell, buzzing and trembling.

Suddenly noticed two small characters on the hilt of the sword.

【Purple War】.

"Could this be the name of this sword?"

Chen Xuan said to himself.

He suddenly looked at his body, quickly put away the iron shirt and transformed.Although this form is terrifying in power, it is not the style of painting he yearns for. Now that no one has seen it, he hastened to put it away.

Soon, Chen Xuan had returned to normal again, tearing off the black scarf from the face of the person in front of him.

What he saw was a strange middle-aged face with thin cheekbones and wide-eyed staring eyes.

He frowned slightly, walked up to the other two, and tore off their scarves one by one.

They were all middle-aged faces, and he didn't recognize any of them.

...

Outside the government office.

I don't know how many quacks climbed on the roof in the distance, all using their eyesight, looking into the depths of the mansion with difficulty, but blocked by many walls, they couldn't see clearly what happened inside.

"Did the result come out? Is the head catcher dead or not?"

"That's enough, even sharp weapons have appeared, even if you really practice horizontal kung fu, it's useless."

"Not necessarily, the headhunter's strength is unfathomable."

Many people were talking about it.

Suddenly, someone with sharp eyes let out a low cry, "Come out, my God!"

Others looked at it one after another.

I saw a black shadow in the depths of the mansion, holding a long sword shining with purple light, dragging two corpses in his hands, and one on his shoulder, walking out from the small courtyard next to him, and throwing all three corpses into the mansion. Inside the compound, it was like throwing away trash.

People outside can see clearly through the gate.

Suddenly, the sound of gasping for air-conditioning sounded one after another, and everyone's eyes widened in shock.

died!

The three people just now were all dead.

Did the head catcher come out alive?

Even sharp weapons can't do anything to him?

"This... this is simply an iron turtle, not even a sharp weapon can hurt him!"

"Yes, his horizontal training is so terrible?"

Everyone was horrified.

For a while, Chen Xuan's nickname changed again, from 'Big Man' to 'Iron Turtle'...

The moonlight slanted westward.

Clouds gather and disperse.

Chen Xuanjing stood in the courtyard, looking at the lightsaber in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

This lightsaber is made of some kind of material, but it has its own purple glow, which is similar to the special effects in previous martial arts dramas, and the more important thing is that it cuts iron like mud, it is really a treasure.

But then he thought of something else.

That is his iron shirt.

Even his current iron shirt can't block this kind of lightsaber. If there are four or five people with advanced swordsmanship and people with lightsabers attacking him together, wouldn't he be a living target?

He frowned tightly.

This doesn't work!

The iron cloth shirt has to be added.

At first, I thought that swords and swords were hard to hurt, and water and fire were invulnerable, but now it seems that it is still not enough.

You must know that he is only in a small city now, if he goes to a big city in the future, who can guarantee that this kind of lightsaber will not be flooded, maybe there will be a hand at that time.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, we have to continue to add some iron cloth shirts.

When he was thinking in his heart, suddenly, a strong wind rang outside.

Outside the broken gate, five black figures rushed forward, followed by three or four people jumping out of the walls on both sides.

Just as they were about to make a move, they saw Chen Xuan holding a lightsaber, motionless as a clock, and just looked at them coldly.

At Chen Xuan's feet, there were more than ten corpses lying in disorder.

Most of them were masked in black clothes, only the disease demon, the gorgeous demon, and the sword demon were not masked.

There were also three middle-aged men with wide-eyed eyes, lying on the ground, as dead as dead.

A group of people suddenly looked terrified and looked at the purple lightsaber in Chen Xuan's hand.

"escape!"

Somebody yelled, and a group of people turned around and left, how they got there and how they rushed out.

It's just that he is no longer as vigorous as when he came here, but full of panic and fear.

"The four evil spirits of the Black Wind are all dead!"

"There is also Wang Zheng, the soul chaser, and Pan Qing, the life-killing swordsman!"

...

A panic sounded, and a group of people disappeared into the distance.