Chapter 6 Ten Swords

Once upon a time, this Anle Town was an Anle Town, with no swords and shadows, and no Jianghu people! At this time, two brothers came to Anle Town. Their names are Zhang Fan and Sun Yu.

Although the two were born differently and had different fathers, their brotherhood was closer than their own brothers. Later, the two dominated Liuyun Street with their strong martial arts! Also got the name of ten knives and ten swords!

Ten knives, ten swords, isn't it a symbol of the skill of the two people's swordsmanship?

However, because of a momentary impulse, the two brothers actually fought for a trivial matter. Later, the two brothers set up a clear text, Liuyun East Street returned to Zhang Shidao, and West Street returned to Sun Shijian. Since then, the two have not stepped into each other's territory for half a step!

If others change, they may bear to give up their love for the "face" of Sun Shijian, but will Liu Xinzheng? Of course not, because Liu Xin is hating this. He has always been conceited. He doesn't need others to do anything, and no one can force him to do what he doesn't want to do!

"Sun Shijian, I haven't heard of it!" Liu Xinzheng said lightly.

Sun Yi was annoyed! Liu Xinzheng obviously didn't give his father face. How could he not know?

"Brother, why do you have to say so well! Hu Yan...! What are you still doing?" Sun Yi has turned to the follower behind him as he spoke!

A person behind him answered. The man took out a silver ticket from his wide sleeve and handed it to Liu Xinzheng.

Seeing this, Liu Xin was furious. Although he did not look at the face value of the silver bill, he would not transfer the sword even if it was 100 taels of gold in front of him, because he recognized that this behavior was a disgrace to him.

"brush" the wind! Sword fall!

In the blink of an eye, Liu Xinzheng's ancient sword was on Sun Yi's left shoulder. Sun Yi has long hair, and Liu Xinzheng's sword is now sandwiched between Sun Yi's long hair and neck. Sun Yi is a person who loves beauty. If Liu Xinzheng kills him this time, he may be afraid, but it doesn't matter if he dies! However, if Liu Xin is cutting off his hair, Sun Yi will revenge on him at all costs. Sun Yi thought so in his heart.

"The real swordsman regards the sword as his right arm. Do you want me to break my arm by taking out silver like this? This kind of behavior is a shame for me!" Liu Xinzheng said.

"What if I have to?" A trace of murder flashed in Sun Yi's eyes!

Sun Yi has loved to collect ancient swords since he was a child! He also likes the art of building swords very much. He once spent thousands of taels of silver to find a relationship, hoping that he could worship himself under the "craftsman" method, but... the shadow of a huge cost but connected to the sky has not been found!

I only know that the place where Fatongtian lives is called "Shiquanfang", but I don't know where Shiquanfang is!

The reason why Sun Yi is so crazy today is that he thinks this sword is an "ingenious" sword!

"Brother, I advise you to die." Liu Xin was saying softly, and the sword in his hand swept out to the right.

Sun Yi broke out in a cold sweat. He thought he was going to leave here with his hair, but... "Otherwise, you will die!" Liu Xinzheng said again.

Look at Sun Yi's green silk, it's not damaged at all!

This?

"So this sword is a tofu blade!" Sun Yiyi's follower laughed.

A gust of wind blew by, a maple tree on the street shook, and a maple leaf rose with the wind and fell on the blade that Liu Xin was just taking off. Liu Xinzheng may not have noticed that Sun Yi's follower did not pay attention. But Zhang Yang and Sun Yi saw clearly that the maple leaf fell on the blade and was divided into two!

This? This is the highest level of swordsmanship that can be cut like mud without hurting weak hair? Cut what you want to cut, and keep what you want to keep! The sword rises and falls in the hands of the sword.

Zhang Yang was shocked again! Not only him, but also Sun Yi was shocked. Is such a master qualified to cooperate with him? But after this, he was more sure that it was an "ingenuity" sword.

"Go!" Sun Yi shouted at his follower, turned around and left.

Liu Xin is taking back the ancient sword and said to Sun Yi, " Stop!"

Sun Yi stopped and looked at the ancient sword on Liu Xinzheng's waist again without saying anything.

"Don't you want to buy an ingenious sword? Don't you want these swords? Liu Xin pointed to the sword on the stall and still didn't say that it was an ingenious sword.

Sun Yi's lips were for a while, and he wanted to say something, but Liu Xinzheng gently picked the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and the ancient sword showed an inch of sharpness. In the end, he didn't say what he wanted to say. He turned around and shouted, "Leave the silver ticket!"

Liu Xinzheng, one of the three sword saints in the world, has repeatedly threatened and taken advantage of it by force. If those who worship Liu Xinzheng know, how would they feel? However, these will naturally not let them know, because although Liu Xinzheng's reputation is far-known, he is still quite low-key. He rarely mentions the name of his three swords, so although he has been in Anle Town for a long time, few people know him.

Zhang Yang took the silver ticket that Liu Xin was blowing up from Sun Yi and immediately became excited and said, "It's a 500 silver ticket, big brother, we sent it!"

Liu Xinzheng heard this and said secretly, "This guy is quite generous." But when he looked at Zhang Yang, he looked contemptuous and said with a smile, "This little money is enough. It's really not promising. Give me the money quickly!"

As soon as Zhang Yang saw Liu Xinzheng's expression, he immediately stuffed the silver ticket into his clothes, shook his head repeatedly and said, "Are you going to gamble again?"

"No gambling, this money is not enough for us to eat and drink for ten days! You have to gamble and make more money!" Liu Xinzheng Road.

"Can you also bet to win?" Zhang Yang asked doubtfully.

"This? Let's bet nine times!" Liu Xin was thinking for a while and said, "But I lost nine games last time and had no money, so I will definitely win this time!"

"No!" Zhang Yang is resolute.

Seeing Zhang Yang's non-negotiable tone, Liu Xinzheng had to change his move: "Can I take it for a drink?"

Although Zhang Yang opposes Liu Xinzheng's gambling, he will not object to drinking, because it is already a habit for Jianghu heroes to drink. And he also drinks, but he is not as strong as Liu Xinzheng.

Success! Liu Xinzheng smiled proudly and said, "Why don't you bring the money here?"

Zhang Yang took out a silver ticket from his arms and handed it over to Liu Xinzheng. On second thought, can he use so much drinking? There was a conspiracy and immediately withdrew his hand and said, "You swear not to gamble with this money."

"I won't gamble."

"Swear." Is what Liu Xinzheng said casually credible? Zhang Yang thought.

Liu Xinzheng is helpless. If he doesn't swear, he won't even have the money to drink. At that moment, he raised his right hand and said to heaven, "I, Liu Xin is swearing here that he will only drink when he gets the money today, no. If you break your oath, nine thunderstorms will bombard me with this Anle Town.

Zhang Yang smiled with satisfaction. He knew that if Liu Xinzheng vowed to be punished, he might break the oath, but if it concerns others, he would never violate it. So he was relieved to take out some of the silver that sold the sword and gave it to Liu Xinzheng, "These are enough for you to drink, and I will keep the rest. I'm going to see Xiao Xiang. With this money, I can buy a lot of flowers. She must be very happy. See you tomorrow. After saying that, Zhang Yang ran away with a smile.

Liu Xin was looking at Zhang Yang's back, and his originally stupid expression suddenly became clear, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He said to himself, "What's the use of working harder? Her heart is dead and she is no longer attached to the world. Can she see what you have done?

Looking at Zhang Yang's distant back, Liu Xin was shaking and no longer thinking much about it. He knew Zhang Yang's affairs very well. Naturally, it was useless to say anything. He could only look at himself. He looked at the silver in his hand, suddenly smiled, threw it up and said, "Let's drink."