Chapter 628 (1/2)

For a moment, the whole Duanyang city completely burst into an uproar.

”Who is Qin Yi? Even if Tan Zong, the first expert to challenge the girder, even though he was in alchemy, he also challenged old Mr. Gong Jin. It's crazy! ”

”It is said that he is not from our Daliang, but from the distant country of China. This time, he came to challenge old Mr. Tan Zonghe Gongjin.”

”Yes, I heard that when others were still at the gate of the city, they had already spoken. At that time, many people heard it.”

”I Cao, a man from China, is so arrogant that he dares to challenge the two peaks of our girder one after another. What is our girder?”

”Cao, you must be tyrannical. He thinks he is the reincarnation of Xiangu emperor? How angry! ”

“……”

Every street in the whole Duanyang city is filled with such indignation. Obviously, Qin Yi's challenge is an insult in the eyes of people in Daliang.

At this time, in a luxurious house, a young man in black was sitting on a stone pier in the courtyard. His handsome face was always filled with a faint smile.

Yes, this person is the head of the six iron guards of the Daliang royal family and the first expert Tan Zong of the Daliang state. Recently, he can't help but know what's going on in the Duanyang city. When he thinks of the reaction of the residents of the Duanyang City, his heart is full of joy.

”The boy from China wants to challenge me. Isn't he looking for death?”

Tan Zong smiled faintly. Immediately, he stood up slowly, came to the center of the courtyard, stood still, and took out his weapon. It was a war knife.

The shape of the sabre is quite domineering. The body of the sabre is two meters long. The widest place is one foot long. The shape is also very strange. There is a faint red awn all over the body.

There is no doubt that this is a Chinese Holy weapon, called ”Canghai”.

With the emergence of this sabre, Tan Zong became as aggressive and sharp as the sabre in his hand.

An invisible killing intention came out from the extremely domineering sabre. In an instant, it filled every inch of space here.

”Thirteen dragon slaying moves!”

Tan Zong began to practice his Sabre technique. His movements were smooth and domineering. They were natural and integrated with humanity. The blade cut from the sabre was more than ten feet long. With the strong and sharp sound of breaking the air, it seemed that it could cut everything in heaven and earth.

With his practice, the space of the whole courtyard was distorted, like waves on the water, as if it would break at any time.

With the passage of time, Tan Zong's action became faster and faster. Finally, the whole person turned into a faint virtual shadow. Only the sharp huge blade, like huge blood lightning, kept chopping out, as if to tear the world into pieces.

”Thirteen dragon slaying moves - the thirteenth move!”

Tan Zong soon practiced his martial arts ”the thirteen dragon slaying moves” to the final form. He burst into a drink and the whole person suddenly fell from the sky. He clenched his ”Canghai” arms, puffed up earthworm like green tendons and cleaved down with his domineering sabre.

A huge bloody blade split the world, rolled up a gust of wind and roared away.

?? Just then, at the gate of the courtyard, a beautiful girl suddenly appeared.

?? The girl looked at the huge bloody blade and cleaved towards herself. She was shocked and pale. In her tender white hand, there was a slender half moon machete.

Her reaction was also very fast. The half moon scimitar in her hand suddenly split up, and a blue knife awed out, facing the huge bloody knife awn.

Click!

The blade and the sword fiercely hit each other, and they all burst into pieces. Between them, the majestic energy wave opened and hit the girl fiercely. The girl's graceful and moving body suddenly flew tens of feet and fell to the ground.

”Poetic rhyme!”

Surprised, Tan Zong quickly took the sabre, plundered it to the girl's side and picked her up: ”Shiyun, how are you? Aren't you hurt? Sorry, I didn't know you would come to my house at this time. ”

Poetic rhyme only felt that in her chest, Qi and blood were churning, and a stream of blood ran straight up her throat. However, she just swallowed it back and didn't spit it out.

”I'm fine.”

The poetic rhyme's face was slightly white, shook his head gently, and skillfully broke away from Tan Zong's arms.