C1097 Bing Tai Langs Killing Sword (2/2)
Noble people did not step on base. When Bing Tai Lang came here today, he drank wine and cried bitterly. How could the three of them not think of the worst ending?
The boss with the broken hand forced a smile and said, ”You came here with your identity and are dressed so solemnly …” I'm afraid I have to end this with the you of the past, right? When the three of us die, your dark history when you were young would forever become a rumor and you would become a shining star under the Prime Minister's command! ”
”Come on, I only beg you to give us three a quick death!” We have had enough of such a life! ”
”Alright!” Bing Tai bellowed, ”Since you all have such a realization, then let me end your hell!” With that said, the inscriptions on Bing Tai's waist had already been unsheathed. He squatted on the tatami and slashed across the heads of the three with his sharp blade light.
Although Bing Tai was not from a famous sword arts clan, but he had been taught carefully by Yepingtai in these few years. The Lurker Blade Master Yepingtai had once said, ”There are two types of sword arts: one is used to cultivate the heart and mind in the training grounds, and the other is a killing technique used on the battlefield! Bing Tai, you have already past the best age to practice the sword, it is already impossible for you to become a sword master. ”
”But, you are the Knife Puller of the Prime Minister. You can cultivate the Killing techniques on the battlefield … When your Katana has killed over a hundred people, you wouldn't even need to Master to learn the Killing Sword! ”
The number of ghosts on the Katana had long since passed through a hundred, and out of the hundred people on the European battlefield, there were more than 20 who were killed.
With the momentum of wind and thunder, this blade carried the wails of ghosts and gods as it directly chopped towards the heads of the three people! The three of them closed their eyes in despair, and even the two guards outside couldn't bear to watch anymore.
Sou sou sou … At that moment, the three of them suddenly felt that time had stopped, space had frozen, and all things in the world were no longer fated to be with them.
”Is this death? No pain? No fear? ”No …” Broken Hand Manager suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at his own hair floating down the Katana blade, there was not even a trace of blood in the air.
The courage that he forcefully mustered was instantly drained away, and the three of them fell onto the tatami like soft mud. ”Why didn't you kill us? ”Crack …” Do you know how long it took us to muster the courage to face death? ”Sob, sob, sob …”
Bing Tai looked at the three of them crying, and then suddenly laughed sinisterly, wiping away the serious atmosphere, ”Hahaha, are you excited? Stimulation? Life is full of surprises! ”Hahaha …”
It was only now that Broken Hand Manager knew that Bing Tai was playing with them. The three of them shouted angrily, ”Why are you treating us like this? Why insult us? ”You can kill me, but you can't play with us like this …”
Bing Tai withdrew his laughter and asked puzzledly: ”You two? Don't you know... Didn't go out to look at the notice last night? ”
”A notice?” What does that have to do with us? Our hearts are already dead … ”Just listen to the people outside shouting about the Chinese people's order. What does that have to do with us …”
Bing Tai let out a long sigh, ”So you don't know anything at all? ”So you guys don't know about my title?”
”Nani?” Bestowal? ” The eyes of the three old friends immediately lit up. Their mouths were so big that two eggs could fit inside.