C121

Jiang Siyuan was not a cultured person. He loved to fight and loved to fight. He had roamed around the Blood Flag Mountain Range for a while and had gained quite a lot. Now, he was prepared to go to the Cosmic Star Academy, to this sacred land that all the scholars of this world dreamed of. He wanted to have a culture.

This was not the first time such a thought had appeared in the brute's mind. Rather, it had appeared many times in the past! Because he had no culture, he could not marry a wife, nor could he marry a woman he liked!

Every time he made a good blind date, the beautiful girls, with their protruding front and their tiny chests, would reject him for one reason: You have no culture! After all, knowledge is very important, I don't want my child to have an uneducated father! Strength could be trained, martial arts could be learned, and this culture could also be learned. Jiang Siyuan wanted to learn culture, and he wanted to go to the Cosmic Star Academy.

Jiang Siyuan: My dad's biggest goal is to become the mayor of White Sand Town. Give him a raise of his eyebrows and give more glory to our ancestors.

Jiang Siyuan slowly wandered into White Sand Town while riding his old cattle. The town was bustling with people in all sorts of colors wearing beautiful blue and red clothes, and there were also a bunch of women with perky butts who could give birth to a bunch of babies. Everything was so novel that Jiang Siyuan couldn't even take a look at it.

"Bam!" An explosion sounded out from the middle of the street, shaking the old yak to the core.

"There are experts fighting!" Jiang Siyuan was extremely excited. He immediately tightened his reins and stood in the middle of the road, watching the battle.

"Another Natal Opening Realm martial artist has arrived. There are quite a few experts in this town!" Chang Lou was filled with heroic spirit. She looked at the ox in her hand and saw an incomparably large bone stick in her hand. This burly man was like a mountain that no one could ignore.

Chang Lou's shadow was reflected on the dagger in the scimitar wielded in his hand. He looked at the blade and at the shadow. His eyes were like those of an executioner. Calm and indifferent, ready to devour life at any moment!

Chang Lou took out Liu Ye Sword. Against this expert, he did not dare to be careless, as he had to use his strongest weapon, the strongest self.

"Liu Ye Jian?" The scimitar wielder was stunned. He thought that the sword that Chang Lou was casually holding was his weapon. He did not expect it to be the Willow Sword.

The Willow Leaf Sword was two feet three inches long, and its width was extremely soft. It was generally loved by female swordsmen. He could not win by force, he could win by skill, he could not fight his enemy by force, but by wickedness.

The scimitar was also a weapon that won by a strange method. By a strange method, the blood within the scimitar's object began to burn.

The assassin's zhen qi layer was concentrated on the blade. The dark red zhen qi made the blade look like a moon made of blood. It was strange and cold.

With the blade held horizontally in front of his chest, the killing aura of the scimitar diffused. Chang Lou did not dare to be slow as the Black Water True Qi soared into the sky, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws under the sunset.

After standing there for a long time, neither of them had any intention of attacking. They were waiting. They were waiting for the moment it was worth fighting. Victory would be decided in that instant.

The setting sun was on the verge of collapsing, and the curtain of darkness was about to open. The road was already blocked by a large group of people: merchants, coachmen, chivalrous experts, and passersby … They were blocked on both sides, watching the two people in the middle nervously and attentively.

Businessmen took their time; they seldom wasted it, but now they had to wait; the groom had to pay attention to his letters, he had to deliver his guests to their destination, or else they had to wait now with no reputation and no money; and the ranger had to pay attention to the word righteousness.

It wasn't that they wanted to wait, but they had to wait. This was because the two experts they were fighting were experts that could instantly kill them! With that kind of strength, it would definitely be able to instantly kill their money, reputation, and loyalty!

"Hey!" The two of you are really boring. It's been so long and you're still not starting the fight?

Jiang Siyuan shouted out loud from the crowd. He didn't care if his cow was hungry, or if he had to go to Wu An County tomorrow, how could he go to Wu An County, or when he could go to the Cosmic Star Academy, or when he could learn culture, or when he couldn't learn culture. When could he marry a woman, or how could he rest in peace if he couldn't?

At this point, how could Jiang Siyuan not be anxious? Therefore, he had to get these two women, who were even more cunning than a woman, to get out of the way. He still had to go to the restaurant, feed the cows, and eat!

Jiang Siyuan's loud shout caused the two people with tensed nerves to move.

Chang Lou couldn't help but cast a glance at this simple and honest man. With that one glance, the curtain to the battle began.

What kind of person would a scimitar user be? He was someone who had survived a massacre and had great control over the aircraft. With such a fatal flaw, how could he not catch it? Immediately, the Blood Moon Saber went over and stabbed straight into the dark world like the evil moon of the Demon Underworld.

"Evil Moon Slash!" The momentum behind this slash was like a waterfall pouring down from a thousand feet high, vast and mighty. Once it broke through the dike, it poured down a thousand miles in a single stroke.

In the eyes of the surrounding experts, Chang Lou was already dead. He would definitely die from this one slash. The surrounding people covered their red lips as tears welled up in their eyes.

"Immortal Severing — Hidden Edge!" The willow leaf sword turned, and directly clashed against the blood-red crescent blade.

The black sword qi was like a towering cliff that stood in front of the vast expanse of land, blocking the torrential current for a thousand miles.

The Blood Moon Saber Qi and the black Sword Qi clashed. It was difficult to distinguish between a male and female for three breaths of time.

The surrounding spectators could only see the space between the saber and the sword continuously emitting ripples under the waves of force, and traces of cracks appeared. They couldn't help but applaud these two people.

This moment of confrontation, this moment of brilliance, made the merchant not feel that the small amount of money they had lost was too valuable, made the coachman and the people in the car feel that the time they had lost was too precious. An instant of change, this radiance, was far more dazzling and dazzling than the first red lanterns in the streets, which were already glowing with a warm and ambiguous light.

Three breaths was very short, leaving at the first touch. However, it was a very long time for Chang Lou, and the length of the breath suffocated him.

He flew backwards, like a hawk with broken wings, a defeated tiger, a wolf licking its wounds, and landed on the ground in a sorry state, smashing a pot of "Hero Flower" in front of the pharmacy.

This was the first time the Immortal Slaying Sword had been thwarted! The scimitar wielder was still standing there. The tip of the scimitar in his hand had disappeared, and blood was flowing out of his mouth. However, he had not lost.

Chang Lou's Supreme One Sword had been defeated, unexpectedly, and completely destroyed.

"You are very strong!" But you still lost! " The assassin brought the broken blade to Chang Lou. Then, he spoke a few words in a serious tone and raised the blood-red blade.

"No …" Chang Lou seemed to hear the hysterical shouts of Hua Chang, the laments of the crowd, the voices of the pharmacist in the pharmacy … He subconsciously stabbed out with his final strike. This strike was simple and did not contain any edge. It was truly a hidden edge!

The sword struck the scimitar wielder's scimitar. To everyone's surprise, the scimitar was like a fragile eggshell, quietly peeling off and even its handle turned to scrap metal.

In everyone's eyes, Chang Lou's final strike was more than enough for him to become the winner and achieve victory.

However, the outcome was as unpredictable as the weather! A variable, a fatal variable, quietly appeared, like a knife in the dark.