The frost-like blade refracted the sunlight, and a bit of sharpness immediately pierced the sky.
In contrast to the lightning-like and lightning-like blade, there was a figure charging like a raging tide. The clear flowing sword shadow and the earth-shattering charge, one light and one heavy, one fast and one slow. They were polar opposites, but they were so harmonious. The sword came and the person came, and the killing intent was abundant. The blade was as light as a swan, and the sword energy was like a dragon!
Graceful as a startled swan, flexible as a swimming dragon!
This was … the Imperial Army Dao Rhythm of the Jinghong Sword!
And the Swimming Dragon Sword!
How could it be!
How did he do it!
The middle-aged man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he was overwhelmed with shock. But before he had time to think carefully, layers of killing intent like a tsunami had already filled this small courtyard!
He felt that he was like a lone boat in the middle of a storm, toyed with by the power of nature, and that he could capsize at any moment. His vision, his sense of smell, his hearing, his touch, his spiritual sense, and all of his other senses received nothing but boundless fear in return!
This was a power he couldn't resist. No, he couldn't even think of resisting. Almost instantly, as a martial artist, his body that had been tempered thousands of times and contained infinite power, had betrayed him under this terrifying deterrence!
The figure that was like a death attack suddenly stopped. His glabella was cold, and the blade of the Jinghong Sword was already on his forehead.
"Bitch, idiot, retard, I gave you face, but you didn't want it. Are you blind?"
He heard the other party say gently, "I took the initiative to give you my name, but you ignored me. I talked to you about your career and hardships, but you didn't give me face. I talked to you nicely, but you kept talking about people like me. I talked to you about fairness, but you said you were a big d * ck.
Are you stupid now? "His hair stood on end, his skin was tight, and his muscles were twitching. Not even a drop of cold sweat flowed out. The expert brother said with difficulty," Who … who are you? "
"Didn't I just introduce myself?
I'm Sun Lang. "The ranger said proudly," People call me the One-Sword Superman … Okay, I'm just kidding. "
Although this Jinghong Sword was an Imperial Army weapon that had yet to be awakened, in terms of toughness and sharpness, it was still a rare blade. At this moment, the blade was close to his forehead. Even if the person holding the sword was a seven or eight year old child, he would still be able to easily cut open his flesh. The expert brother felt the cold blade slide down from his forehead, close to his cheek, and along his throat. His hair stood on end because of the cold Senran's blade. He knew that the sharp blade didn't leave his body at all. It was always tightly attached to his skin, but his body wasn't cut open at all. Not a single drop of blood flowed out … What kind of terrifying swordsmanship was this!
"Although your family's Eldest Miss is a bit stupid, her intuition as an idiot is still very praiseworthy …" Sun Lang slowly cut the sharp blade back and forth across the expert brother's face. However, he didn't hurt his flesh at all. His tone was relaxed, and he happily pretended to be pretentious. "This Imperial Army is also divided into three, six, and nine grades. And this Jinghong Sword is a defective product among the mass-produced goods … Although this weapon of the Imperial Army can bestow a warrior with a mysterious power that surpasses common sense, in the world, yin and yang waxes and wanes, there are always gains and losses. For example, this Jinghong Sword. The Imperial Army's Daoist Rhythm is as graceful as a startled swan. It will bestow the user with ethereal body movements and increased speed. However, the problem is that if a warrior obtains the Jinghong Sword and obtains the power of the Imperial Army, then his future cultivation, martial arts, body movements, and other martial arts cultivation will all revolve around the graceful Daoist Rhythm of the Imperial Army. This is because he must better utilize the effects of this Imperial Army.
In other words, his limitless potential as a warrior will be reduced to only one type by this Imperial Army … Therefore, your Eldest Miss is very smart. Her idea of not using the Jinghong Sword and even wanting to throw it away is correct. This is because if she follows the idiotic train of thought of those country bumpkin experts in your family to nurture the Jinghong Sword, then her future achievements in the Military Selection will only be a third-grade Grand Scholar. "
"That's why I said that those old bastards in the imperial court are truly extremely shrewd. The manufacturing method of the Imperial Armaments and practically all of the Imperial Armaments are in their hands. If we want to obtain them, we can only rely on the Military Selection."
Sun Lang smiled warmly. "And participating in the Military Selection means that you have already stepped onto the pirate ship of the Empire and obtained the Imperial Army. Of course, it can greatly increase your combat power, but don't forget … there is nothing invincible in this world. No matter how strong an Imperial Army is, there are still ways to counter it. And the Empire, which has countless types of Imperial Army and a large number of elite warriors, undoubtedly has the power to counter all the warriors in the Imperial Army.
Through this method, they have taken in the strongest and most elite warriors in the world as their subordinates, unifying the warriors who break the law with martial arts into an orderly group of power. Then, they have driven them to open up new territories and fight for the Empire. What a brilliant strategy. "
"A group of warriors equipped with the Imperial Army … In the era of cold weapons where a few hundred heavy cavalry can tear a ten thousand infantrymen into pieces, a group of warriors armed with great swords is almost invincible. This is why the Empire can dominate the world for hundreds of years and beat the foreigners until they kneel and call them daddy."
Sun Lang smiled faintly and then slowly sheathed his sword. "Unfortunately, their good days are about to come to an end."
In an instant, the surrounding sword aura melted away and the noise of insects returned to the world. No one noticed this temporary abnormality. The expert brother whose heart was occupied by shock stared with wide eyes and stiffly watched Sun Lang sheathe his sword. Even if the sword left his throat, even if the opponent had already dispersed his killing intent, he still didn't have the slightest thought of fighting back. This person … this person …
"Expert brother, although I have obtained satisfaction from your current expression, but I have to say …" Sheathing his sword, Sun Lang extended the hilt of his sword and knocked on the expert's head. That void shattering, cold and emotionless aura suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a nagging and annoying appearance. But the expert still didn't dare to move. He couldn't even show anger in his eyes. "You really are a pitiful and standard side character.
I already said that you would be slapped in the face by the main character like this. Don't say that I didn't warn you, but you just didn't believe me.
I told you to be a bit more rational and be reasonable, but you still don't treat me as a person. Do you know, this country has a bunch of idiots like you who have crossed your legs and practiced martial arts for two years and think that you're superior and detached from mortals? That's why the country has become so foul.
But, this has nothing to do with me. Even if this country burns in flames, I will still clap my hands and watch the fun … You should now understand that the slightly long-winded me just now is actually full of love and patience, right? "
Lightly tapping the middle-aged man's head with the hilt of his sword, Sun Lang smiled: "Do you understand now?
You people just don't understand human language. As expected of people from big families, you don't even talk about the most basic principles.
Do you understand what I'm saying now?
Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you. I just want you to go back and tell a lie to cover up this matter. As for the Jinghong Sword, after I'm done with it, I will return it to that woman. Do you believe me now? "
The middle-aged man still hadn't been released from the horror of being paralyzed by fear and could only nod his head with difficulty.
"It's good that you believe me … Then, go back and lie. Don't let anyone know about today's matter."
Like knocking on a wooden fish, Sun Lang used the hilt of his sword to lightly tap the middle-aged man's head. "Friend, have you heard of the trick of showing off and slapping the face?
The so-called successful showing off and slapping the face is to make the enemy realize the huge gap between us and the enemy. I just successfully showed off, and I feel that you have already easily noticed the gap between us.
So, you should understand that it shouldn't be difficult for me to raze your Zhang family to the ground, right? "
He tilted his head and smiled gently. "So, you must cover up your lie. Once I find out that your family knows about my matter, then the hundreds of people in your family won't need to live anymore."
Looking at the middle-aged man's frightened expression that hid a little anger, Sun Lang smiled. "Just like what you said just now, friend, this is fairness.
The so-called fairness is that if I want to kill your entire family, then even a chicken in your family won't be able to escape. Because between me, a small ranger, and your Zhang family in Mingzhou, there is a gap that you will never be able to touch.
The so-called fairness is that when I face an idiot like you, I can reason with you with a smile, and I can also pass on some life experience to you when you don't want the face I'm giving you. This is the bearing and leisurely of the strong, and it's much higher than the useless people like you who think you're high and mighty and look down on others with your nostrils. "
"Now, I'll give you a little lesson.
Since you're so loyal to your family, have such a sense of collective honor, and are so proud of your birth, then I'll tie you and your family's survival together.
An expert like me suddenly appeared in Mingzhou City, and I can actually activate the Imperial Army's Daoist Rhyme of the Jinghong Sword, as well as such earth-shattering swordsmanship. Logically speaking, you should tell your family about this as soon as possible. "
Sun Lang smiled happily. "However, if you tell your family about this, and I happen to find out, then I'll kill your entire family.
You can't be sure if I'll do as I say, and you can't be sure if I'll know about your secret. You can't be sure if I really have the ability to kill your entire family. This involves a question of probability.
If there's probability, then there's conflict and consideration. Since you call yourself a strong expert, then you should experience the helplessness and humiliation of a weak person who can't even protect their life and the things they cherish. As expected, compared to killing you or your entire family, this is actually more interesting … "
As he said this, Sun Lang smiled at his opponent. "Moreover, there's no need to kill anyone. It's quite convenient."
With that, he turned and left with a satisfied smile on his face, as if he was a child who had thought of an extremely fun game. There was a hint of anticipation in his joy. Then, he held the Jinghong Sword horizontally in front of his eyes and looked it up and down, studying it carefully.
The expert brother watched as Sun Lang left. He pressed a hand to his chest. Even though he had just faced death, he didn't suffer any internal injuries … because under that terrifying deterrence, the zhenqi in his body didn't even have the qualifications to go berserk or shake his organs. He watched in horror as the other party turned and entered the house with the Jinghong Sword. Faintly, he even heard the other party say, "Damn, this really is a defective product used to fool country bumpkins. Forget it, I'll just make do with it … Although it's a mass-produced product, it's still from the Imperial Army. It's much stronger than ordinary swords …"