The third day.
As the sun rises, golden light suddenly appears.
The old Taoist appeared in Lujun City as before, holding a dragon-slaying knife.
"Old Taoist priest, how do you sell this knife?"
The palace guard came forward and asked.
The old Taoist turned his back on the palace guards and said lazily: "One thousand taels of gold, the same price, no credit!"
This King of Lu is really a thief. Instead of coming forward himself, he asked the palace guards to come forward first.
"Can you let me try it first to see if it is really as magical as the legend says?"
The palace guard asked.
"up to you!"
The old Taoist waved his hand and raised the dragon-slaying knife in his hand.
"Look at the knife!"
The palace guard raised the long knife in his hand and quickly slashed at the dragon-slaying knife.
The sword he held in his hand was not an ordinary thing. The name of the sword was Zhanyue. It was also a precious sword that could cut iron like clay and kill people without blood.
It was robbed by King Lu in the past.
As long as the dragon-slaying sword keeps cutting the moon-cutting sword, the dragon-slaying sword can be taken away legitimately.
"laugh!"
There was just a soft sound, and the Moon-Zhanying Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword were slashed together, and they were immediately broken into two pieces without any feeling of frustration.
Looking at the cross section of the Zangetsu Sword, it is as smooth as a mirror.
King Lu, who was hiding in the distance, saw this scene and was not angry but happy: "It is really a precious sword. Today, he is living in Lu County. It is destined to be with this king!"
The palace guard here stared dumbfoundedly at the Zangetsu Sword with only half of the blade left in his hand. He was also shocked. He had never seen such a sharp sword.
Then he came up with a plan: "The name of your knife is the Dragon Slaying Knife?"
The old Taoist nodded and said: "That's exactly what it's called!"
The palace guard asked: "Since it is called the Dragon Slaying Sword, can it slay a real dragon?"
The old Taoist glanced sideways at him and sneered: "You are really ridiculous. Who doesn't know that there are no real dragons in Daxuan territory? How can I kill them with my sword?"
"Besides, what kind of cultivation level does that real dragon have? It's the same level as a real immortal. If I have such strength, why am I still selling knives here?"
The palace guard rolled his eyes and said, "Since your sword can't slay a dragon, how dare you call it a dragon-slaying sword?"
The old Taoist was extremely angry and laughed: "If you can find me a dragon, how do you know that I can't slay the dragon?"
The palace guard was reluctant: "Since there is no real dragon, you dare to call me Dragon Slaying Sword. I suspect that your Dragon Slaying Sword is an allusion to the Holy One. Hand over the sword quickly and follow me to the county government office!"
After talking for a long time, it was finally revealed.
The old Taoist glanced at him as if he were an idiot: "If you say this, will everyone with the surname of Long in the world have to change their surname?"
You must know that the Daxuan Dynasty did not respect dragons.
Even when Taizu founded the country, he personally killed two evil real dragons.
Remove the scales of the real dragon and make them into dragon scale armor.
He also peeled off the skin of the real dragon and tattooed it on the royal robe, symbolizing that even the real dragon must submit to the human race.
It was only during the reign of Emperor Jiaming that Daxuan had not emerged from the transcendent realm of the True Immortal level for many years, so he gave himself the title of the reincarnation of a true dragon and established a dragon guard to enhance his dominance.
But it completely negates Taizu's great achievements.
"Hey, you're such an old man and you still haven't confessed your crime. Come here!"
Seeing that this veteran Taoist was incompetent, the palace guard's expression suddenly changed, and with a shout, more than a dozen palace guards immediately surrounded him from nearby, three were at the seventh level of martial arts, and the rest were basically at the eighth or ninth level. Cultivation.
"Old Taoist, please show your talents, we are all the guards of Prince Lu's Mansion."
"If you hand over the sword now, I can let you go."
"If not, not only will the sword be unable to be saved today, but even if I kill you on the spot, no one will dare to cry out for you!"
The palace guard smiled sadly.
The old Taoist's face was stiff, and he seemed not to have expected that so many people would come over at once, holding a sword in his hand, and he did not dare to act rashly.
Seeing Lao Dao's dull expression, which seemed to be overwhelmed by his own power, the palace guard's expression became bright and he reached for the dragon-slaying knife in Lao Dao's hand.
"Uh-huh!"
"ah!"
As a dark sword flash passed by, the palace guard let out a scream of unbearable pain. He covered his bleeding right wrist with his left hand and jumped aside quickly.
From the gap in his left hand, scarlet blood was continuously spewing out, but the entire right hand had been cut off at the wrist, and the section was flat.
The fingers of his right hand that had been chopped off were still twitching on the ground.
"Old Taoist priest, how dare you hurt someone in the street? Do you still have the law?"
With cold sweat on his head, the palace guard used his true energy to seal the blood veins around his right wrist, and then stopped the bleeding.
The old Taoist glanced at the palace guard with disdain and said nothing.
If it weren't for the purpose of luring King Nalu out, I would have killed you with a single blow.
With these people, you talk to them about doctrines, and they talk about laws to you. If you talk to them about laws, they will play rogue with you.
Seeing that the sloppy old man was silent, the palace guard shouted: "Come on, big guy, kill him."
More than a dozen palace guards suddenly changed their formations, and there were guards armed with crossbows and longbows to support them from the outside.
There are guards armed with spears to pierce at mid-range.
Three seventh-level martial arts monks were attacking.
The division of labor is clear, the formations change very quickly, and you can tell that they practice formations frequently.
Just to help King Lu take advantage of him.
The martial artist of the sixth level of martial arts, holding a sword in his left hand, also joined the battle group. Occasionally, he stabbed the sword diagonally, which was extremely damaging.
Although his right hand was cut off, at the sixth level of martial arts, as long as the cut off right hand was still there, it could be reattached without any serious problems.
If it were an ordinary sixth-grade martial artist, he would have been injured long ago in such a battle formation.
However, the dragon-slaying sword in the sloppy old Taoist's hand could not be splashed with water, and the power of the sword was airtight. If it collided with any weapon, it would cut off the opponent's weapon.
For a time, a lot of weapons were broken by the palace guards. Although they had replacement weapons, they couldn't handle the replacement and many of them were broken.
In just ten breaths, nearly ten weapons were severed.
At this moment, the warriors on the periphery saw the opportunity and shot a few cold arrows.
"blow......"
Several cold arrows shot towards He Ping'an with a shrill sound of piercing the air.
This is not an ordinary arrow, but a magic-breaking arrow specially used on the Daxuan battlefield.
Although it is called Demon Breaker, it is actually a sharp weapon against middle and third-grade monks. It has a very good restraint effect on demon cultivators, martial arts cultivators, and Taoist cultivators.
There is a formation attached to it that can break through the protective essence of a third-level monk.
Seeing the Demon-Breaking Sword coming, the sloppy old Taoist turned sharply and dodged two cold arrows. There were two more cold arrows left, and he used the dragon-slaying knife to block it in front of him.
"Ding ding!"
The invincible demon-breaking sword was shot at the dragon-slaying knife, but it was in vain.
There is not even a single indentation on the dragon-slaying blade.
More than a dozen palace guards looked at it with blank eyes. This sword was simply a must-have weapon for robbing families and taking advantage of others.
"Come again!"
There was a loud shout, but the guards attacked again, and there was another burst of swords and swords on the field.
The sloppy old man's eyes were sharp: "Since you still don't know whether to live or die, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
True energy was input into the dragon-slaying knife, and a black sword that was more than ten feet long lit up on the black blade. The sword was swung out, and the indestructible sword suddenly slashed in all directions, with astonishing power.
"boom!"
Amidst the raging sound of sword light, all three palace guards were cut off from the waist by the sword. Their upper and lower bodies were immediately separated, and blood spurted out.
There seemed to be disbelief in the eyes of the three people, and their bodies were cut off.
But the sixth-grade guard saw the opportunity early and had already stepped aside. He also made a slash, but it was easily blocked by the dragon-slaying knife.
At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air sounded again.
Several cold arrows instantly passed through a distance of more than ten feet and shot in front of the sloppy old Taoist.
I saw the old Taoist leap up and immediately dodged two cold arrows.
The sword rose again, crushing several other cold arrows into pieces.
"Uh-huh!"
Just when Lao Dao was in the air, unable to move, a huge golden blade suddenly struck from a hundred feet away, and arrived in front of Lao Dao in an instant.
King Lu finally took action!
