Chapter 8 – The elegance of a one-sword stream

Chapter 8 The Style of One-Sword Stream
Already able to hear the shouts and screams coming from below the peak, Xin Zhuo felt that the moment to decide his fate had arrived.

This feeling was like obviously holding a whole block of gold, and before he had the chance to spend his time, a severe crackdown had begun.

Then, as the five mountain bandit subordinates, hoary and open to life and death? It wasn’t impossible, this life was attached to the second life anyway, it just felt stupid.

Sending heads together, can not stir up half a wave, not even a touched audience, the local county records at most recorded a: two cottage fire fight, a cottage all pawns.

A proper antagonist event.

Why bother? A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall.

Damn it, it was amazing that such a rare quality could appear in the mountain bandits’ subordinates, making them seem a bit greedy and fearful of death.

If one runs away? With the sacrificial spirit gone and everything starting from scratch, how would one live in the future?

If one stays? What if Cui Ying’er’s five people fight back the other side by virtue of the terrain? There is still time to live well, one is expected to Moon Well, when the time comes to turn the tide against the wind five consecutive kills is not difficult.

Tangled!

In the next moment, he ran out of options.

“Go to a few to block the path behind them and kill them all, leave no one behind!”

A bloodthirsty, excited hiss came from outside the fortress in a rough manner.

Then a messy footsteps came from the front, Cui Ying’er and the others were back, escaping back.

The good news was that no one was dead, the bad news was that they were being chased and cut down, each with injuries, blood staining their lapels.

Losing unexpectedly fast.

It’s really dish and righteous!

And behind them dozens of people dressed in rags, carrying tattered knives and swords, with ferocious faces followed and hacked away, and although the battle was a mess, the momentum was frightening.

Xin Zhuo or the first time to really see the hungry wolf cottage thieves, carefully survey some, really ugly and dirty, and vicious, especially numb bloodthirsty without a little humanity of the eyes, a perfect interpretation of what is called the outlaws, the previous life of the skid row, afraid to see, afraid to scare out of the urine and feces.

Frozen in time, Cui Ying’er several people have retreated into the gate of the fortress, retreat is impossible.

A few people took the time to look back and found the dazed big boss, can not help but look dark.

Did none of them actually escape?
“Ziyi, why the hell didn’t you escape? Aren’t you afraid of death?”

Han Qiniang left arm has a deep can reach the bone wound, forehead also has a blood scar, blood stained half of the face, originally small family jade looks at this time is like a rakshasa, this roar, is more heartbreaking, hate iron is not steel.

“Oh ……”

I’m close to making a choice, you guys lost instantly, blame me?

Xin Zhuo is a bit numb.

That’s when he realized that two figures were bouncing and lunging towards him.

One was tall, square-faced, bearded, tiger-backed, and carried a ring-headed sword.

A thick and fat, belly and waist round, one-eyed, messy hair, carrying a door axe.

People have not yet arrived, the horrifying momentum, the smell of blood, not bathed for years the stench of sweat has come to the face.

“Xin Zhuo, the two leaders of the Hungry Wolf Walled City have passed, run!”

Cui Ying’er fought off the two men and was about to rush to their rescue when she was surrounded by a group of people again.

The remaining four were even more caught up in an encircling bitter battle.

It was the first time Xin Zhuo had heard someone call his name, which was quite nice, and then he had to face the two people who pounced in front of him.

These two have very distinctive looks, and even more horrible looks, and being very close, you can clearly see the terrible tattoos on their chests, the guardian heart hair, the dandruff in their messy hair, and the big yellow slate teeth in their slightly open mouths.

I just don’t know which one is Chai Donghu and which one is Punching Cannon?
“You are that good grandson of old man Xin? The new big boss of the Volsung Walled City?” The man carrying the ring-headed sword stared with glaring eyes and rasped.

“Good grandson’s son is the name of the family ancestor, it’s a bit inappropriate for you to say that.”

Xin Zhuo glanced at the five subordinates who were covered in blood, and rolled his sleeves, which were already rolled up, a little higher.

“Ha, ha ha ha ha ……”

The two of them glanced at each other as if they had heard the world’s funniest joke, and couldn’t help but laugh.

From their unrestrained laughter, bloodthirsty and perverted eyes, Xin Zhuo could completely realize the teasing and playing with the heart before they hunt and kill their prey, and said, “Is it that funny?”

Carry ring head knife of the man to collect laughter, coldly said: “Of course it is funny, I have long heard that old man Xin has a reading geek grandson, today I see it is really so, half of the head fell off, actually also dragged up the text, interesting interesting!”

“I’m actually speaking vernacular, a three year old child can understand it.” Xin Zhuo reminded.

The two men’s faces stagnated, and the man who carried the door axe raised the axe and made a gesture to chop.

“Wait first!” Xin Zhuo took a step back and reached out to stop. The axe-carrying man was stunned, and his movements paused for a moment: “What are you waiting for? Early or late death is still death, do you not think that the ZiYi set can persuade the old man to spare your life?”

“Not really, I just the first time and people cut each other, a little nervous, forgot to take the knife, give me the opportunity to take the knife, so it seems fair, we are all peers, will not be this face also do not give it, say out to make people laugh.” Xin Zhuo tries to backtrack back to the house.

“There’s still this kind of argument? Give you the chance!”

The two laughed again, “No martial arts, do you think you can change anything by taking a knife?”

No martial arts?
They can’t see my sub-eighth grade? Yes, I think it must be the function of the Moonwatch Well that can shield my rank? No wonder Cui Ying’er and the others didn’t half notice and thought it was due to their low realm.

Having force, others can’t see it, what a passive pretense buff.

Xin Zhuo finally touched his Goose Plume Blade with the gaping hole, picked it up, and retraced his steps back to the doorway: “It’s ready!”

The two hans outside the door glanced at each other, always feeling …… that this kind of preparedness of the other side to suffer death is less cool and more odd.

“Fuck it!”

Still lifting the axe han, to Xin Zhuo’s neck is an axe, fast and hard, mouth by the way to chide a sentence: “Kid, in the next life don’t be a mountain bandit!”

Xin Zhuo did not say anything, just seriously returned a knife.

The knife chopped nothing logical, messy, like a white man without martial arts.

[Messy puzzling dog-like knife skills.]

Hey, this lousy knife technique, the axe-carrying man, a hint of cruelty and excitement flashed in his eyes.

Next moment.
The snowy blade was like a wave of white stripes, swinging away from the axe and flashing past.

“Dang!”

The axe fell to the ground.

The cruelty and excitement on the hanyou’s face was still there, only that the four fingers of his right hand holding the axe were neatly cut off, and a deep blood scar was added to his neck, running from the left artery all the way to the right one.

The expression on his face then disappeared, followed by horror and bewilderment.

“Gu Gu ……”

He seemed to want to say something, but all that came out of his open mouth was blood froth laced with saliva.

“Bang!”

The body fell heavily to the ground.

Only a pathetic bit of skin was attached to the neck.

“Thump thump thump ……”

The man with the ring-headed sword, who was cozily watching the battle from the side, blinked in bewilderment and hastily took three steps back, his hair roots standing up, and a chill ran down his back.

What had just happened was hard for him to digest for a moment.

Someone among the mountain bandits fighting in front of him saw the scene over here, and was surprised to stop killing, which then caused a chain reaction, everyone followed and stopped.

Cui Ying’er five people have a rare chance to catch their breath, the same look to this side, the same blank expression.

“Ziyi” didn’t die? Instead, one of the two leaders of the Hungry Wolf Walled City is lying down?
What is the situation?
Xin Zhuo quietly looked at the corpse and head at his feet, his clothes were splattered by the other party’s blood in a big red piece, at this time still holding up the knife, the tip of the knife on the blood along the blood groove drops of blood sliding down.

The excitement of the hacking and the oozing of the corpse gave him a strange feeling of numbness in his scalp, forcing himself to hold back, pointing at the corpse, and asking with difficulty to the dazed man with the ringed head knife on the side, “Which one is he?”

Although he had killed one, he did not know whether it was Chai Donghu or “Heavenly Cannon”, which was very important.

An eighth grade, a ninth grade, the former represents the level, the latter represents the normal play.

“He’s the Heavenly Gun!”

Chai Donghu replied dryly, only his hand gripping the sword was a little white, his body trembling slightly.

He still hadn’t figured out how the “Heavenly Cannon” had died.

“Before he became a mountain bandit, he was a bloodthirsty bandit, although his rank was low, it was a matter of bone and bone, and he was not ambiguous at all about the way he attacked and saved his life, and he had once escaped from the hands of two elite constables of the eighth grade, and his fame resounded through the whole area.

Even if you want to cut the results of the “Cannon in the sky” is a fool’s errand, may have to wrestle a ten or eight times.

This “Ziyi” is obviously a white man without any martial arts skills.

But the “skyrocket” is real, clean death in the other side of the knife, death is very tragic.

What do you mean?

Just now he was distracted, he missed the two against the move a moment, he only thought of the two beautiful and unrivaled female thieves of the Volsung Walled City, want to stay?
Could it be that this “Ziyi” in front of him is an expert of the first grade or even a high grade?

(End of chapter)