The Sword Saint of Daqin is in the Shape of the Moon Daqin

Next second,

There was a buzz.

There was a broken sound in the air.

"The one who peeps in the dark—"

"It's not a good habit to openly break into other people's domain!"

Outside the mansion.

On a certain mountain, the standing figure let out a dull scream.

"what is that?"

He covered one eye.

There was blood, dripping slowly.

"To be able to attack me through the sight of the familiar... How mysterious is this?"

The blond, blue-eyed man from the West named "Brisisan" had an incredible face.

Then--

He suddenly sensed the danger, turned around abruptly, and took a step back.

Under the feet, there are sword marks emerging.

Cut through.

And after that, Su Nie's figure appeared, with his sleeves fluttering, his black hair flying in curls, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him.

There are swords hanging down, invisible and qualityless, like wind and rain.

Chapter 4 Solomon's Disciples

Of course, Brisisan knew very well that he could not enter other people's domain at will.

but--

Can't help it.

I can't bear it.

As soon as he stepped into this field in the morning, he could feel the rich and ancient atmosphere, which is an unbearable temptation for anyone who pursues the mystery.

So he drove his familiar and entered the mansion secretly.

I thought it was just a familiar, so there shouldn't be any problems, but it was destroyed before I saw anything.

Not only the familiar, but also himself who was connected to the familiar... also suffered the damage, and now, he must pay the price for his recklessness.

One of his eyes was still dripping blood, and only the other eye was left, which could see.

To lose half of your vision, the impact is enormous.

And he was indeed shocked, surprised that the other party was able to directly hurt the imperial envoy through the familiar's "eye", which undoubtedly required a very high degree of mystery and extremely fine manipulation.

however--

He was only surprised for a moment, and his face returned to calm again.

Don't need to care.

To say why...

The shattered pupils of Brissandra were slightly glowing with the light of the blue circuit, and just for a moment, the blood flowed back, shattered and reassembled.

A brand new eye pupil rotates within the eye socket.

He looked at the figure that appeared in front of him.

"Gui'an, sir—"

The astonishment disappeared, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile, which seemed quite polite.

The language used is naturally "Qin Guoyu".

Very standard and clear.

For a person who masters mystery, mastery of language is also a matter of course.

Su Nie looked at him with slightly lowered brows.

He said:

"A puppet?"

"That's right, this body is exactly the puppet—"

Brisisan clapped her hands and responded, her blue eyes shining in the distant sunlight:

"When you first set foot in expensive land, you should always be cautious when doing things—after all, I am a person who often does things rashly."

He, indeed, is a puppet,

It is impossible for Su Nie not to feel the mechanical sense that does not belong to the human body, and the aura that obviously does not belong to human beings.

His body is not here.

Of course, this was not aimed at Su Nie. Before that, he didn't know Su Nie either.

It's just that he is very aware of the "flaws" in his character.

——Impulsive, reckless, when faced with curious things, they will subconsciously want to explore.

Almost an "addiction".

Now that he knows his problem, he will naturally respond accordingly.

——Control the puppet with the body, and then use the puppet to control the familiar.

Enough to disable most means.

If not,

It is also impossible for him to live forever, traveling from the far west.

You know, along the way, he has crossed many regions and countries, and all kinds of strange methods have emerged one after another. Without this planning and preparation, he would not have come here.

It is also because of this that Su Nie's Tianhe Sword Intent cannot directly snipe the opponent's body.

And now,

After knowing Su Nie's ability, the other party's body probably hid a deeper level, allowing another puppet to push forward and link with the puppet in front of him.

Layers of nesting.

The life-saving ability is the ultimate.

"Sure enough, you are cautious enough."

Su Nie let out a light breath, trying to understand everything, and not only feeling a little emotional for the other party.

That's why he didn't attack directly, because that would be meaningless.

and so--

"Since you are a guest from afar...won't you introduce yourself?"

It is meaningless to do it, at least to find out the identity of the other party.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, different from the facial features of the natives of China.

this one,

It is obviously impossible to be from China, but from outside the land under your feet, from...

The land of the west!

"Huh? Identity?"

The blond youth scratched his hair and responded:

"If you want to use my real name to curse me—it's okay to tell you, after all, no one can hurt me with a spell under the gift of that person."

That...?

Su Nie paused, and then heard him continue: "My name is Brisisan, the greatest saint king in Israel - the disciple of King Solomon, the mysterious heir."

Israel...King Solomon?

Su Nie's pupils shrank slightly.

Even though he is not a Westerner, as a modern person, he has heard of this name before.

A legendary king who is famous all over the world.

at the same time……

It is also known as the "King of Magic"!

This was the case in his original world, so in this world of mysterious existence, in this ancient and continuous era, this name is destined to have an unusual meaning.

— Doesn't look like a lie.

The "skills" that the other party has just envoyed, known as "facilitators", are indeed different from the basis of any of the hundred schools of thought that is prevalent in China today.

It is also different from casual cultivators who build an independent base and links with the great source of heaven and earth.

That is a huge foundation that seems to be enough to cover the entire world.

And the other party does have a strong breath of time.

Although young in appearance.

But that is at least hundreds of years of "ancient", which is completely consistent with the age of King Solomon's life in the legend.

"It seems that you have heard of this name?"

Brisisan said with a smile:

"Yes, that's right, the one standing in front of you is the disciple of the only saint king who ruled the land of Israel and created a new foundation of magic, the continuation of mystery and magic—"