C818 The King of Soldiers

Chung Suizhu's words were mixed with a kind of charming scent. This made Zhang Jingxuan feel very unaccustomed to it. Furthermore, such an action did not match her identity as an emissary of Ming Dynasty. However, it seemed like Chung Suizhu was just doing what she wanted and did not care about anything else.

When Ye Wangyun heard this, he felt that he was being looked down upon. He could not help but feel angry in his heart.

"You witch, you are really detestable. I am trying to persuade you not to listen to me. It seems like you want to drink a forfeit instead of a toast."

Ye Wangyun was somewhat skeptical about what Zhang Jingxuan said. After all, Huan Du was an expert amongst experts. He was able to suppress someone like his father and Abe Tsukiooyoso. How could he be killed by a little girl like Chung Suizhu?

"I can drink a toast, but I can also drink a forfeit. Whatever wine you have, just bring it over. This lady, I, also like to drink, I don't care about the type." Chung Suizhu was all smiles and no one could tell what she was thinking in her heart.

The originally great situation had now become complicated again because of her. Ye Wangyun also had a headache. Of course, he wouldn't be willing to let this advantageous situation go to waste. Since his father didn't say anything, it meant that he had given him the task of controlling the situation. If he didn't complete it well, it would be terrible.

"I won't waste my breath on you. Since Cult Master Zhang said that you are so powerful, how could you kill the Number One Expert of the Qing Dynasty, Huan Du? As a junior, I would like to ask you a few questions. Miss Chung, you shouldn't refuse, right? "

Since this opponent was unpredictable, Ye Wangyun also became erratic. This time, he became humble. It was as if the person who wanted to curse at him the last moment was not him. Since Chung Suizhu had been injured in the previous battle with Abe Tsukiooyoso, it could be determined that she was not a match for Abe Tsukiooyoso. At least, he would not be weaker than this weak girl who had been injured.

If she really killed Huan Du by accident, then he would kill her again. That would naturally cause his reputation to rise. At that time, he would only be afraid of suppressing the other opponents.

With a clang, Ye Wangyun pulled out the sword that he carried with him. This sword was like an angry dragon, twisting and turning, buzzing non-stop.

Everyone was puzzled in their hearts. Did this kid need to be so exaggerated? He pulled out his sword and pulled it out properly. Did he need to show off like this? They had never seen a swordsman who did not cherish his sword so much.

They did not know that Ye Wangyun was also shocked and angry. The long swords of the Ye family were all straight and slender, and their blades were narrow and narrow. They were not like the long swords of the Central Plains. Generally speaking, they would walk a path that was light and graceful without losing their fierceness and cunningness. Of course, in the end, there was only one word that they wanted: "Fast."

Therefore, although the swordsmen of the Ye family had extraordinary strength, almost none of them used ancient swords. Because they did not use them conveniently. Almost all of the long swords used by the Ye family were forged by them in the South Sea's island country. Although the craftsmen were all first-rate, the materials they used were also the best. Unfortunately, these swords were still incomparable to the ancient famous swords.

Ye Wangyun was caught off guard just now. He was also shocked. He did not expect that the steel sword in his hand would suddenly become disobedient. It felt like a chick suddenly meeting a colorful tiger. It was suppressed by the natural pressure to the point that it could not breathe. It could only squeal on the ground and not dare to move.

The Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword in Chung Suizhu's hand was indeed very magical. But it only made Ye Wangyun feel that there was no reason for it to suppress the sword he was used to using to such an extent. It was said that there was a sword spirit in those extraordinary swords. Could it be that it really existed?

Ye Wangyun injected his inner energy into the long sword and the sword in his hand immediately calmed down. It became as smooth as a mirror once again, and as stable as a lake. However, the heart of the lake was still surging with waves, and no one else knew about it.

The sword had always been called the king of weapons.

The tube was once recorded in the Earth Number Classic. It said that the mountain in the past was made of gold, and Chiyou was controlled by it. He thought of it as a sword armor.

From the looks of it, since Chi You, the sword had been passed down to this day. There were countless famous swords in history, but there were only a few that could be recorded in the annals of history.

Ye Wangyun held the sword in his hand and did not dare to be careless. He stared at Chung Suizhu even more closely. This time, he discovered something different and strange.

Actually, at this time, Chung Suizhu did not plan to hide it anymore.

She waved her hand gently and separated from Huan Du's body. The hundred-year-old old man who lost his support fell to the ground. No matter how glorious and powerful he was when he was alive, at this moment, he was just like all the other elders, he laid there quietly. The blood on the ground instantly formed a small stream. It was hard to imagine that this old man would have so much blood to flow through.

The reason why a dead old man would have so much blood flowing out... The only reason was because a short sword had been pulled out from his back. This short sword was like a blood-sucking devil. It had been silent and silent a moment ago, but now that it had been pulled out, a lot of blood gushed out. It seemed that it had only been suppressed by it just now, so there were no traces at all.

"Sigh, old hero, I'm really sorry for what happened just now. I pulled out my sword and wanted to fight with that shady guy. You just happened to bump into me, so you sacrificed yourself heroically. This really makes me feel bad. When this matter ends here, I'll properly burn a few joss sticks for you. Burn two catties of paper money for your expenses."

Chung Suizhu muttered to herself. If someone really did not know martial arts, perhaps they would really be moved by her sincerity and feel that this old man was really careless. Why did he bump into his sword?

Of course, most people knew that this woman was definitely not simple. Moreover, the short sword in her hand silently took Huan Du's life. It was also not an ordinary thing.

Seeing that many people were staring at the short sword in their hands, Chung Suizhu, who held the short sword in her left hand and the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword in her right hand, casually tossed the short sword in the air and then caught it in her hand.

"Swords are all inanimate objects. The difference is who used them. This sword is specialized in assassinating King Wu with it. Does it look like an ordinary item?"

What she said was quite easy. Anyone who smelled it would definitely suck in a breath of cold air.

This woman had a sword in each hand, one long and one short. She could not be one of the top ten famous swords in the world.