Chapter 47 The Great Swordsman?

Dark night, deep paths... However, it is destined that this place will no longer be calm tonight. A man in a black hat walked quickly, and several dark shadows behind him appeared between the shadows of the path...

I don't know where this silent path will lead and how long it will be. Two groups of people with different identities in the alley fled and chased one by one. After a long time, it was still a bright road that had not been seen...

Suddenly, the man in front of him suddenly stopped, and the inertia of fast walking did not seem to have any effect on his so abrupt stay. He suddenly stood straight in the middle of the alley as if he had never moved.

The strong guard and four other warriors in black caught up with him in an instant, scattered in extreme time, and vaguely surrounded Lance standing on the road. At this time, the guard commander Lao San walked slowly to Lance in a black hat and said with an evil smile, "Why don't you run away?"

The person in front of him slowly turned around and sounded in a hoarse voice: "You are really bold. This is the imperial capital, how dare you do such a stupid thing?"

"Hey hey, this is not stupid." Lao San laughed a few times. This is a good thing for empty-handed white wolves. Of course, if you can obediently hand over the items you just got at the auction, it will be a happy event for you.

"Oh? I handed over the items that cost a lot of money to buy to you. What's the happy event? Lance became interested and asked with a faint smile.

"Hahaha, what a stupid guy. If you don't hand it over, we will kill you and take it by ourselves. It will be a funeral for you. Then you said that you would hand it over obediently now, so you just lost a little gold. Of course, it's a happy event.

Hearing the answer of the person in front of him, the corners of Lance's lips, which were still smiling, became cold in an instant, but his face was covered under the black hat, and others could not see it. From Lao San's tone just now, it can be heard that he did not joke at all, so there is no doubt that this person should be the master who often kills people. Lance thought about it carefully. When he was bidding, it seemed that only the profiteer-like was very interested in him. While raising the price with him, he began to look at and observe himself. Now combined with the performance of these people, Lance realized that it should be under the hands of that person...

Lance sneered and said, "You guys are really stupid, but your boss is even more stupid!"

"What!" The strong warrior was furious: "Well, it seems that you are not going to leave here alive." Although these warriors are doing dark things, they are convinced and loyal to their boss Ferrand. At this moment, when they hear that the people in front of them are obviously trapped in the alley by their own people, they still dare to say wild words, and suddenly they are murderous.

In addition to the heresies in the Western Continent, Lance hates the two kinds of people most: one is the second ancestor of the nobles who are arrogant, abusing civilians and careless; the other is the scum of these rich and unkind businessmen and their martial artists who are obviously serious warriors who secretly kill and rob goods.

He snorted coldly: "Of course, your bosses are stupid. He dares to let you do such stupid things in the Sky City. In my opinion, he is a hillbilly. If you don't guess correctly, you should be the businessmen in the south who started by freight. It's not a country bumpkin to do this kind of thing in the imperial capital!"

The faint mocking words angered several guards. It was the first time they met such a robber. They did not know that they were in the encirclement, but they even humiliated the boss they respected in their arrogant words.

"Hey hey... I'm going to see what happens to you when you kill in the imperial capital. Originally, I just wanted the jade pendant on your body and let you go. Who knows that you dare to insult our adults, then fill in it!" The strong warrior smiled gidly, and then there was a faint blue light on his body, which turned out to be a high-level warrior. The four people who became besieged in the corner also carried a fighting spirit at the same time, and the extreme dark blue fighting spirit permeated their bodies, marking the strength of their intermediate peak warriors.

From this point of view, it can be found that Fland's men are really not weak hands. A high-level warrior and four intermediate peak warriors must have been trained to fight together. At this time, even if they are the elite of the last class of the college, Senior Haigal may not be able to please them here. You should know that these people are all regular. Killing people and overtaking goods must be extremely skilled in killing skills, and it is bound to kill people between actions.

However, it's a pity that they met Lance...

"Is there four intermediate warriors..." Lance thought about it carefully. When several people gathered around him, he suddenly became angry because he learned the identities of several outlaws from the other party's tone and scolded several warriors and their bosses. At this moment, the five people became angry and decided to kill people. Lance's state at this time was not enough to fight against these people. Of course, if he used the unique skills of the temple, it would be another matter.

But after all, at this time, he is in the imperial capital. Lance doesn't want to kill people, and he will definitely pay a certain price for killing these people in front of him with his current strength. At that time, the strong fighting fluctuation will cover this area, and five lives in the alley will definitely lead to the investigation of the imperial army and the temple, which is not beautiful.

But after all, Lance used to be a great swordsman in the peak realm. Even though he no longer has the cultivation of fighting spirit, it does not mean that he can't deal with the five 'villains from the countryside' in front of him.

"Hmm, looking for death!" The extremely indifferent sound came from under the black hat, and then in the shocked eyes of several warriors, a silver-white light slowly lit up on the bodies of the people they surrounded.

The silver-white flame slowly fluctuated, with a frightening pressure. All around the person wearing a black hat, some gravel on the ground were affected by this fighting spirit, and they were not floated to the sky without gravity.

The silver-white light shone on the frightened white faces of Lao San and others, and his trembling lips muttering nervously, which was extremely funny compared with the previous ferocious appearance.

"Big...Big...Big Swordsman..." The leading warrior named Lao San was originally forcing Lance with fighting spirit. But he was scared by the scene in front of him that his pupils dilated and his body stiffened.

It's no wonder he is so surprised and scared. In the empire, there are only twelve or three great swordsmen recorded on the surface. Among them, there are four in the college, four in the temple, and two generals in the army. Perhaps the president of the Knights Association is also the cultivation of the great swordsman. Of course, the new president has not been appointed soon, and everyone knows much about his information. In addition to these, the heads of several martial arts families in the empire seem to have faintly reached the realm of great swordsmen, and no one else has heard of them. These characters, whether their own strength or *, are not what they can provoke.

At this moment, I feel the silver-white light that symbolizes the realm of the great swordsman, the stone gravel floating under the black hat, and the terrible and difficult pressure, all of which mark the identity of the person in front of you, the great swordsman!

The cold sweat soaked his vest in an instant, and bean-sized sweat fell to the ground one by one along his cheek. Lao San really couldn't understand that the strong man would walk away after sensing the tracking of several of his own people. If this person shows such strong strength at the gate of the Chamber of Commerce, he will escape into the Chamber of Commerce even if he is punished by his boss, so that he can save at least one life. Although they are all outlaws with several lives and never blink when killing people, it is precisely because they have seen the tragic appearance of those people on the verge of death that they are most afraid of death. Lao San only felt the sudden warmth of his lower body, and a hot current flowed down the crotch uncontrollably... Unexpectedly, he was scared to pee in his pants by the powerful pressure.

Lance, wearing a black hat, slowly walked to the third brother. Although the warrior was much taller than Lance, he stood in front of the warrior at this moment, but seemed to be countless times taller than the third.

The indifferent tone of "kneeling down" came from under the black hat.

With a "pung", the warrior named Lao San knelt down without hesitation. The previous fierceness had long disappeared, and there was only endless regret and fear on his face.

"Please...please...please...give me a way to live...I'm just a...a dog..." The warrior named Lao San knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice. Because of the hot fighting spirit and the invisible pressure, his speech was a little unsmooth, but he knew very well that he must say something at this time, otherwise the furious swordsman in front of him would not hesitate to take his life. He doesn't want to die. He doesn't want to struggle on the ground painfully like those killed by him, so he knelt down at this time, as painful as a dog...

While the third brother knelt down, several other warriors behaved even more unbearably. When they just started, they had approached Lance with the third brother, and they were under a lot of pressure. At this moment, the other four also knelt down and kept begging for mercy. They don't think about unrealistic problems such as escape. In front of the swordsman at the top of martial arts, those are just futile.

If these desperate people who knelt down and desperately begged for mercy know that the great swordsman in front of them is just an apprentice, I don't know how they will feel.

"Killing you guys will only make my hands dirty." Indifferent words came from under the black hat. However, although indifferent, these words seem to be the most beautiful voices in the world in the ears of Lao San and others.

He quickly lay on the ground and prayed, "Yes, if your noble hand touches the dirty body of the little man, it will stain your hand. Don't kill me. I'm willing to do anything."

"You slap your mouth. If I am satisfied, maybe I will consider bypassing your life."

"Well..." Several warriors knelt on the ground and began to slap themselves desperately, slapping themselves fiercely. The loud "pop" and "pop" sounded continuously, making people feel as if they were hitting their own faces. These people are cruel to others and to themselves. At this time, in order to survive, they can be said to have used their strength to breastfeed. They are afraid that they will provoke the adult in front of them to be unhate and kill themselves with one move.

After nearly ten minutes, the sound of "bang", "bang" and "bang" gradually weakened. After all, it is rare for such violent self-abuse to last for 10 minutes. However, no one dared to stop before hearing the adult stop...