Chapter 4 The Poorest Sword Saint

Feisk doesn't believe that Yang Bin is a swordsman. Don't listen to him fart and cut it first.

Fisk is indeed talented. At the age of 30, he became a bronze eight-level axe fighter, and he also created his own bronze-level martial arts skills, which is enough for him to mix well in such a small place.

Although Fisk did not believe that Yang Bin was a swordsman, he was still very cautious and did not hesitate to use the strongest martial arts. It was his own understanding that the "bull split" was a bronze martial art.

Bronze martial arts combined with Fisk's own strength and the thousand-pound axes in his hand, Fisk has never seen the person who can block this blow, and the boy in front of him actually poses to block his axe with the strange broken weapon in his hand.

"I even cut you and your broken iron!" The white fighting spirit burst from Fisk's body and concentrated on the double axe. The fighting spirit seemed to form two white calves attached to the double axe and cut directly to Yang Bin's face.

The color of bucket gas may also mutate as the level increases, and white is the most common bucket gas.

Yang Bin did not hide and directly used the knife to receive this attack.

At this second, everyone raised their hearts to their throats.

The next second, everyone's jaws fell to the ground.

What! How is that possible?

Yang Bin didn't do anything... Just blocked it, and the mountain axe turned into two halves?

Fisk's mouth was wide open, and his expression at this time was extremely happy.

Yang Bin smiled and said very gently to Fisk with his big mouth, "Oh, I said, if you want to buy weapons, you have to buy a quality one, at least three bags, right? Look at your axe, ** naked three-no product! And why do you open your mouth so wide? I have nothing to eat for you. Oh, by the way, give me this axe. Well, give it to me. You are not suitable to wander around with such a dangerous toy. Well, good. I'll give you sugar later.

Yang Bin suddenly fooled the dizzy Fisk around, and his mother didn't even recognize him.

Yang Bin picked up a flash and began to scratch on the mountain axe that had become two halves.

The speed is extremely fast. No one can see the speed of Yang Bin's hand. No one can see how many knives he actually cut. Only see the mountain axe gradually deforming under Yang Bin's fast wavering hands... It became smaller, and finally... The mountain axe was actually carved into a very exquisite calf handicraft by Yang Bin!

Just now, Yang Bin completely handed over his right hand to a trace of Garona's consciousness. Unexpectedly, Garona is still an artist!

"Well, here you are. Don't play with such a dangerous toy in the future. Make a calf for you and push it home." Yang Bin threw the calf to Fisk, who had completely lost his nerves.

"Oh..." Fisk said dullly at this time.

"What a good boy! Kaka!"

Those robbers and villagers were also fixed at this time, which made Yang Bin very depressed: "Oh, he is so handsome and confused."

But his little follower was not very surprised.

They have long been indoctrinated by Yang Bin with a bunch of things that are invincible all over the world.

Yang Bin shook his sleeves and gently shook his hair: "Oh, life is really lonely as snow."

The little followers were also very excited to see Yang Bin bullying things other than small animals for the first time.

" boss! I know! Did you just use the lost mountains to fight cattle!?

"That's not fighting cattle across the mountain! I think the boss must use physical protection secrets such as internal power to protect the body!"

"Wrong, it must have been the boss who summoned Doraemon to use the time machine..."

Yang Bin couldn't help sighing that he was really terrible. He had taught a group of alien underage children what knowledge. Fortunately, he didn't go to preschool education or something at the beginning, or he would definitely harm the children in the future...

"See you, Lord Jiansheng!"

I don't know who recovered from the dull state first and immediately knelt down in a hurry.

At such a beginning, people also knelt down in panic one after another.

The great swordsman actually appeared in such a small village? It's still so worn out! The shape is not handsome either. And is the strange weapon in his hand a sword? However, people have to believe it after seeing Yang Bin's amazing skills.

What are the consequences of offending Kensei! Everyone knows it very well. Which holy strongman is not a hegemon? Wherever it is, it is a symbol of nobility, and the nobles are scrambling for attention!

When Yang Bin saw that people believed it, Yang Bin finally breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay to cheat in such a small place. In fact, Yang Bin's power just now is at most silver-level, and it's too exaggerated to say that he is a sword saint.

Fisk was the longest fixed one, and his face was cramped when he reacted. Did you actually offend a swordsman? How dare you cut a swordsman? Are you the second? Even if you don't die, you will be cut into scum!

Fisk burst into tears and knelt down trembling all over the place and kept kowtopping. He was afraid that he would not break his head! Well, maybe if you break your head, it's better to beat it so that the river sword saint will save his life. That's what Fisk thinks.

Lord Jiansheng! I'm just a scum... I don't know your private interview, and I drank too much today... I just made a mistake... I don't dare anymore! Your excellency has a lot, just think of me and let me get out of here..."

"Ah, ah... What a horse, you broke your head, but I don't have money to show you the doctor! Come on, there are various professions, but you have gone too much. Don't grab it in the future. You should have better development if you have the strength. Well, you follow me these days, and I have to stay here for a few days. I will help you find something to do when I leave. Don't be a robber."

Fisk is overjoyed! As soon as he heard that Yang Bin would find something to do for him if he didn't kill him, he wanted to sing in a loud voice, but his pig-killing voice was afraid that Yang Bin would hear it and wanted to kill him instead. He thought about it, he still didn't sing.

Fisk got up from the ground and said, "Thank you, my lord... Thank you, my lord. My lord...I...I won't be a robber anymore. I will definitely be a good man..." and quickly ordered the younger brothers to return the robbed things to the villagers.

The villagers didn't expect that the magic stick in their eyes before was actually a swordsman. Happiness came so quickly. Lord Jiansheng not only did not blame them for blaming him before, but also helped them restrain the robbers to return the food. The villagers now worship Yang Bin in their hearts. When those little girls saw Yang Bin, they immediately blushed and shyly hid and secretly looked at Yang Bin.

There is an approachable swordsman in the village! What a happy event!

There is also the village head. The village was secretly carried back by Yang Bin at the moment he appeared. It's nothing serious.

What was Yang Bin doing when the village was full of laughter?

"Oh? Fisk, do you have so many high-quality silver ores in this box? Is it also robbed?" Yang Bin was leading Fisk to "check" the returned grain container, but he didn't expect that there were still a lot of high-quality silver ore and copper ore, which are all good things for casting weapons!

"Yes, my lord, these stones were dug by the brothers in the hole on the edge of the stockade on the mountain... We saw that these stones were beautiful. Last time they were shipped to the pawnshop in the city for money... Unexpectedly, they exchanged more than 500 gold coins. So I dug another car... I'm going to sell it in the city tomorrow..."

"Don't sell it and confiscate it! What about the 500 gold coins sold last time? Confiscated! Do you understand the fine? If you just do something wrong, you will be fined!"

Fisk didn't dare to say no. He quickly grabbed the money bag and stuffed it to Yang Bin: "Your Excellency... small gifts are not respectful." Fisk was also puzzled: Is there such a poor swordsman?

Yang Bin grabbed the money bag. This is my brother's first bucket of gold...

"Oh, by the way, did you say that there are still these stones on the mountain? Give you a task to dig this kind of stone these days. Give me as much as you want!"

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