Chapter 27 What Kind of Magic Is This

The ancient city stands at the end of the wilderness, vast and inexhaustible, it has existed for an unknown number of years, like a sleeping giant.

A figure covered in mud, water and grass was walking slowly with a sword in his left hand.

When others passed by, they were disgusted, as if it was a beggar covered in a stinky smell, but this is not the case, there is no stinky smell, it is just attached to the mud and water splashed by the heavy rain, and it is enough to be clear.

However, there is no water for the time being, so naturally it cannot be cleaned.

This is Chen Zong!

In the field, Chen Zong stopped and walked, and it took several days and nights to get out. He came to this city and was about to enter the city to rest. After all, the dry food he carried had already been eaten. This ordinary body must Eating can ensure strength and survival.

Entering the city, he did not encounter any obstacles, but after entering the city, Chen Zong's appearance would inevitably attract the attention of many people.

As he was walking, Chen Zong stopped in his tracks, because he heard the yelling full of Jianghu atmosphere, saw the crowd huddled in a circle, walked over curiously, and was startled for a while.

It was a bare-chested man with bulging muscles, like refined steel. He looked solemn and was exercising, with bulging muscles, as if full of explosive power.

Immediately after finishing the exercise, he exhaled and let out a sound. He thrust his arms forward suddenly, and immediately grabbed a stone half a person's height. His eyes widened, his arms bulged, and his veins protruded like snakes, as if he was swimming.

"what!"

With a loud shout, the man squatted down and stabilized his footing, immediately picked up the big stone, and then lifted it above his head.

"great."

"That stone must weigh two to three hundred catties, but it was lifted up all at once."

"As expected of a samurai."

The audience around were all amazed, as if they were shocked that the man was able to lift two to three hundred catties of stones, which in Chen Zong's view, was such an unbelievable thing.

Two or three hundred catties!

What is that?

"Could it be that there is no so-called cultivation in this world?" Chen Zong couldn't help guessing secretly.

If that's the case, then with the strength of my own body, I'm afraid there won't be any danger.

Chen Zong was still worried about one thing before, that is, he has no cultivation base, if he meets a master with cultivation base, it is difficult to say whether he is an opponent.

Now it seems that my worries are unnecessary.

Of course, Chen Zong was not sure about what happened, after all, his understanding of this world was very shallow.

After a few more glances, the man lifted up the big knife in the corner and performed a set of saber techniques. The saber technique looked radiant and amazing, but in Chen Zong's eyes, it was extremely rough. Even so, it aroused the surrounding The screams and wonders of the audience got a lot of rewards for this.

But for some reason, Chen Zong felt a kind of sadness and sadness.

Shaking his head, Chen Zong withdrew from the crowd and continued to walk forward. After walking a certain distance, he saw someone performing art, also known as a warrior.

"What's going on?" Chen Zong was at a loss. , but his stomach suddenly growled.

hungry!

Chen Zong hadn't eaten for a whole day. No matter what the world was like, he had to find something to fill his stomach first. It just so happened that there was a restaurant not far away.

"Where did the beggar come from?" The gorgeously dressed person sitting by the window of the restaurant scolded with contempt.

"This is...a samurai who practiced penance." The other person beside the table hesitated, not sure.

"Samurai... so what if he is a samurai, no matter how powerful his skills are, if I throw money at him, he still has to kneel obediently." The gorgeously dressed man smiled disdainfully.

In this era, there is no so-called extraordinary power. Warriors are just a group of people who have polished their bodies and honed their martial skills. They have superior strength, speed and skills than ordinary people, and possess extraordinary strength. Two, against ten or even more.

But even if it is the strongest samurai who can defeat a thousand in the legend, the super existence known as a warrior,

It is also inseparable from the restrictions of mortals, and will still suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death, and also need three meals a day, three meals a day and deep sleep at night.

After all, samurai are just a group of ordinary people who pursue personal power.

In this era, almost the vast majority of samurai have become the guards of those families or wealthy businessmen, etc., but the names are different, but the essence is the same.

Even though the status of the township martial saint in this country seems to be very high, in the final analysis, it is not for the country.

In the eyes of ordinary people, a powerful warrior possesses extraordinary force and is superior, but in the eyes of those wealthy families, a warrior is a high-level thug.

"You... come here and have a look at the performance. If I am satisfied, I will give you some money at my discretion." The gorgeously dressed young man seemed to want to show his sense of superiority, picked up a piece of melon and fruit on the table and threw it out of the window, Throw it to Chen Zong.

Chen Zong seemed to have been aware of it for a long time, and avoided it lightly.

"You seem to have some skills. Come on, give this young master a good performance. If you perform well, this young master will reward you a lot." The gorgeously dressed young man seemed to be aroused, and shouted at Chen Zong outside the window again. Dao, the voice was loud and attracted the attention of many people.

"That's the second son of the Liu family, he's going to tease those warriors again."

"Second Young Master has a high status, it's an honor to be teased by him."

Chen Zong looked up, just in time to see that young man in gorgeous clothes, with oily hair and pink face, staring at him with a condescending attitude, as if he was high above and full of superiority.

That look made Chen Zong feel disgusted, a ray of coldness shot out from his eyes, piercing through the air like a sharp sword, shooting everything.

Second Young Master Liu was stunned for a moment, as if his eyes had been pierced, he let out a scream and leaned back, knocking over the drink on the table.

Immediately, he also realized that his reaction was embarrassing and embarrassing, and he became irritable and angry.

"You... Kneel down and kowtow immediately to beg for mercy, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death." Second Young Master Liu stood up abruptly, leaned out of the window, and pointed at Chen Zong angrily, with saliva splashing and murderous intent on his face.

Although he never personally killed anyone, Second Young Master Liu ordered his subordinates to kill many people.

Outside the restaurant, the faces of the people who had been attracted to watch suddenly changed, and they retreated one after another, fearing that they would be implicated.

"You're courting death!" Chen Zong was furious immediately, and a trace of murderous intent permeated from the depths of his heart.

When would an ordinary person without any soft muscles and bones dare to say such things to himself.

"How courageous, you dare to disobey the young master." A loud shout was like thunder, and suddenly, a tall and strong figure leaped out of the wide window, falling heavily like a big rock, and approached Chen Zong. The momentum was astonishing, as if Chen Zong was about to be crushed into meatloaf.

The imposing manner was oppressive, very astonishing, and there was a flash of knife light, Chen Zong slipped his feet, as if sliding on the ice, avoiding the opponent's blow lightly.

"Liu Er, break his legs and drag him in front of me to kowtow to apologize." Second Young Master Liu shouted immediately.

The strong man with a big knife in his hand is his guard Liu Er. He is a warrior trained by the Liu family. He is born with an amazingly strong body. One punch kills a big, strong buffalo.

Liu Er's eyes are like copper bells, he is fierce and murderous, he has shot for Liu Erzi, and has killed many people who are not pleasing to the eye.

"Okay." Liu Er's voice sounded like thunder, and then his thick legs stepped forward, charging out like a bison. The big knife weighing more than 30 kilograms in his hand whistled with a terrifying strong wind, and the light of the knife was roaring. It was extremely dazzling, and fell down fiercely, as if a knife was about to split the mountain.

The people in the distance were even more terrified.

This Liu Er is a famous warrior in the city.

That ascetic warrior is doomed. This time, it will definitely be miserable.

His legs would be broken, he would be dragged in front of the Second Young Master to beg for mercy, he would be severely humiliated and then tortured to death.

Thinking about the past, those who know it can't help but look pale, and some timid people have closed their eyes and dare not look at it.

"Isn't that Liu Huan's guard?"

Not far away, there were people sitting near the window of another restaurant, and they were taken aback by the sound.

"Liu Huan ordered the guards to kill again. That's what he's promising."

The knife looked amazing, at least from the eyes of others around it.

But in Chen Zong's eyes, this knife is nothing, although the speed is not too slow and the strength is strong, but it seems rough, at least in the eyes of Chen Zong's superb realm, it is full of flaws.

Chen Zong didn't move. In the eyes of others, he was frightened and stupid, and he couldn't react at all. The second son Liu Huan couldn't help showing a cruel smile, and he was already thinking about how to torture this unbelievable suffering in the future. He became a warrior, yet he dared to disobey and offend himself.

On Liu Er's face, there was even a hint of ferocity, which was extremely ruthless.

At the moment when the sword light fell, a sharp and extremely sharp sword light suddenly lit up, but it was too fast, extremely fast, like a flash of light in the sky, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Even a powerful warrior like Liu Er feels like a hallucination, let alone other ordinary people, who can only glimpse a flash of light very vaguely.

But I saw Liu Er's slashing knife paused slightly, and then fell powerlessly from Chen Zong's face. Chen Zong's expression remained intact and intact, but there was a blood hole between Liu Er's eyebrows, and blood mixed with brain was gurgling out .

Chen Zong moved his footsteps lightly, and Liu Er's wide-eyed eyes filled with inconceivable horror fell forward, his strong body hit the hard ground, as if a big drum was beating, the dust flew away, and everyone could only feel the ground Shocked, their minds went blank.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, there seems to be only one light."

"Dead...dead, Liu Er is actually dead..."

All the people around were terrified and shocked.

"Liu Er... Liu Er..." Liu Huan also came to his senses, his complexion changed drastically and he exclaimed again and again, but he didn't get any response, and immediately pointed at Chen Zong in shock, anger and fear, his fingers trembling again and again: "You ...you...what are you...what kind of magic are you using..."nt

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