It's not like he has never done anything like killing someone despite showing seriousness on his face again and again.
Back then, Zuo Juren's family in Dake Mansion passed by because they were inviting someone to dinner and did not call out to him.
He holds a grudge in his heart.
In one night, he killed Zuo Ju's whole family, and even the pheasants that were to be served the next day were killed in advance!
Zuo Juren is still a scholar of the third level and the third level. The gap between the third level and the fourth level is between heaven and earth.
However, the gap in the practice systems between martial artists and Confucian scholars made up for some of the distance.
Zaisan took advantage of the darkness to sneak attack Zuo Juren first, not only killing his family, but also killing Zuo Juren's little girl while Zaisi didn't come.
Thinking back to those days, he felt extremely proud.
But when he looked down at the golden giant in front of him, he was cautious.
Anyone who has tried to kill someone at a higher level will understand one thing: never look down on someone who is lower than yourself.
He is just at a lower level than you.
It doesn't mean that you won't die in his hands.
Being beaten to death by someone at a low level can only mean one thing, you will die miserably.
Because he won't hold back if he kills you!
He leaned his butt against the stone wall again and again, panting, trying to accumulate more energy and blood for himself.
In a battle between warriors, the stronger the Qi and blood, the higher the chance of victory.
"Come on! Come and kill me! Boy, you have just entered the country. How can you find the courage to fight with me? Run away now. I won't chase you!" He pretended to be calm and spoke again and again, trying to provoke him.
Xu Dian no longer has so many distracting thoughts in his mind, he only has one purpose!
Beat to death by the man in front of me!
Or, beat this person to death!
A crazy devil dancing with a nine-ringed sword in his hand.
This nine-ring sword came from Leopard Head, and was given to him by Zhou Dagu after he came out of the Caixian County Government.
In the big boss, he learned his crazy sword skills from Leopard Head. The sword skills can be done at will without any moves. The deeper the obsession in his heart, the stronger the power.
Leopard Head said that this sword technique was created when he was confused in his heart.
When he entered the country, the pile of dead people around him was a foot high!
Xu Dian didn't understand the meaning of the crazy sword technique before, but when he saw San San holding a long knife and trying to take Zhou Dagu's neck, he understood!
Not crazy!
Don't survive!
If you want to live a brilliant life!
Become the craziest person!
"Hey! Eat my knife, Roujiamo!" Xu Dian yelled.
The golden nine-ring sword fell, its momentum in mid-air was unstoppable.
He dragged his injured body repeatedly and forced himself back. He had never seen such a strange sword technique before.
Not only that, the name of the knife technique is Roujiamo.
Even the aura curled up by the knife has the aroma of meat buns.
He felt hungry!
It's not a good thing for a warrior to get hungry during a battle.
This means that his energy and blood are insufficient!
"What kind of sword skills are you doing? Why are you hurting me before you even touch my body!" He retreated in panic again and again, his courage was broken.
On the cliff, he swallowed the blood of the man and woman, and was injured by them.
He could understand the flow of energy and blood.
But, it won’t be lost so quickly!
It's like life is leaving your body!
He panicked!
Zhou Dagu saw his panic clearly and shouted to Xu Dian: "Xu Dian, don't let him go, he can't beat you! His mood is broken!"
Zhou Dagu couldn't understand Xu Dian's moves, let alone the battle between warriors.
However, shopping experience from another world told him that when a businessman understands that he may lose.
He will lose this game!
Xu Dian's offensive continued unabated and he attacked repeatedly.
The nine-ringed sword was in mid-air, making a steel impact sound.
No matter how weak his energy and blood were, Xu Dian's momentum became stronger and stronger as he attacked.
Zhou Dagu saw something was wrong: "Xu Dian, he is tempting you!"
"It's impossible for his blood to weaken so quickly!"
He struggled again and again, with a fierce look on his face: "Talkative scholar, I'm here to take your life!"
Zhou Dagu took the softer rabbit brush from Zhou Youran's hand: "You have no chance!"
Seeing again and again that he was going to write a poem, he suddenly became anxious and without any regard for tactics, he made a slashing dance in the air with the long knife in his hand and rushed towards Zhou Dagu.
"Boy, don't worry, I will send you to death right now!"
Zhou Da only became angry when he wrote down his pen.
He has unlimited poetry in his heart, but he doesn't know what kind of poetry he should use to fight the enemy now.
The teacher never mentioned it!
With his mind clear, Zhou Dagu wrote and kept writing. He wanted to eliminate all uncertainty when facing the enemy on the battlefield.
His talents had just been used to protect his body, but now he was not sure whether he could write another poem.
Rather!
"Since I was a child, I have been buried in the grass, but now I am gradually aware of the basil."
During the county examination, the Mingzhou poem written by Zhou Dagu appeared again.
Only this time, the poem is not to summon the sky-reaching pine trees.
Talent blows through the door again and again with the wind.
He didn't dare to relax again and again, and waved the knife in front of him. He knew that Zhou Dagu had written Mingzhou poems.
Mingzhou poets, if they write Mingzhou poems again, although they cannot summon such powerful visions of heaven and earth as they did the first time, they can still draw out real visions and use them to fight against the enemy.
Fortunately, Zhou Dagu has not written any war poems about conquering the country, otherwise he would have run away again and again!
The golden talent blew from him and landed on Xu Dian. The golden light that had disappeared from Xu Dian's body appeared again.
In the valley, strange sounds of Buddhist chanting could be heard.
But everyone standing in the valley wanted to kill someone.
Compassion does not exist here.
He knew again and again that he could not wait any longer. The boy behind him was chasing him and wanted to take his head. Zhou Dagu picked up his pen, not knowing what traps were hidden in the poems.
The longer it goes, the worse it is for you.
His figure disappeared from Zhou Dagu's eyes. Zhou Dagu did not dare to stop and raised his pen again, all his talents gathered at the end of the pen.
"Still want to write? I want your hand!" Repeated voices sounded from his left side. Zhou Dagu was panicking, but he didn't dare to stop.
Only by continuing to write can you have a chance to survive.
Zhou Dagu didn't hide anything. All his talent flowed down his arm and landed on the tip of his pen.
"Bang!" Two long knives flashed sparks in mid-air.
Xu Dian stood in front of Zai San: "Don't go there! Die!"
His aura increased to the limit, and in the eyes of others, he was no longer a martial artist who had just entered the country.
I felt again and again that the momentum of the boy in front of me had even reached the fourth level and second level.
"no!"
He drew the sword with one hand and held the nine-ring sword in Xu Dian's hand with the other hand.
The nine-ring knife fell, and he refused to dodge it, and the blade got stuck in his ribs.
He smiled again and again: "Who will save you this time?"
The knife in Zaisan's hand flew out and aimed straight at Zhou Dagu's head. This was a full blow from a fourth-grade and first-level warrior.
But the smile on his face quickly disappeared!
Zhou Dagu threw away his pen and looked straight at him. Between them, a huge pine tree grew rapidly.
The long knife was inserted into the trunk of the pine tree.
The blade passed through the tree trunk and stopped in front of Zhou Dagu.
I understand again and again that it’s time to escape!
There were tiny pine trees all around, and the pine needles shone strangely under the sun, as if they could be inserted into one's own flesh at a glance.
He spared two of his ribs, turned around abruptly, and allowed Xu Dian to cut open his lower abdomen.
Warriors have very strong vitality. As long as they don't die immediately, they have a chance to survive.
The nine-ring sword left his body, and he turned back to take another look at Zhou Dagu, who was hidden by a small pine tree.
Leave the last words again and again to the world: "I will come back to you..."
He froze, the huge pain making him speechless.
He lowered his head, holding a short knife in his chest.
A short knife brought back from the battlefield.
"I promised my father not to lie!"
"If you don't retreat, I must kill you!" Wang An, a short man in front of Zai San, raised the knife in his hand.
His father taught him that the best way to kill someone on the battlefield is always a sneak attack!
Martial arts warriors who respect martial ethics are the first to die!
Wang An, who was hiding in the cracks of the rocks, always remembered what his father said.
Fell again!
Fall into the midday sun!
He thought he would die.
However, he never thought that he would die so unwillingly.
He would rather die in the hands of a man who had just entered the country and was born with supernatural powers than in the hands of a little book boy who was still young.
He stretched out his hand, trying to grab the little book boy's face.
His eyes were open, and the thoughts in his mind slowly dissipated.
Fourth, I'm sorry for you, go away, leave Xiangzhou!
The courage in Wang An's heart disappeared when he turned the dagger inserted into the enemy's heart.
He stood and did not dare to move, letting the blood touch his face again and again.
Zhou Dagu sat helplessly on the stone and snorted coldly: "Stupid thief, you died unjustly!"
"You will die in the future, in the hands of the best swordsman in the world!"
Wang An let go after hearing Brother Gu's words.
"Bang!" He fell to the ground.
He raised his head and saw the same sky.
It’s just that the clouds are different and the sky is also different!
He is different too!
The rest of the life.
"Ah! My mother!" Wang An cried.
