I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 65
Ba Ang had some doubts about this old sword and was worried that he had deceived Song Boyu. He stood up and said, "Try my sword against your broad sword. If it really cuts through iron like clay, then my brother will definitely buy it."

Song Boyu pulled out the broad sword, placed it on the ground, then raised it sharply, and struck Ba Ang's long sword with a clang sound. The long sword broke into pieces, but the broad sword was unharmed.

The two of them slashed several more times, but the long knife was finally overwhelmed and broke.

Ba Ang was not angry, but said excitedly: "It is indeed a sword, Boyu, what do you think?"

Song Boyu felt that the golden essence in his body was extremely active. If he had not controlled it, the essence would have penetrated into the broad sword along the palm of his hand. At this time, he sheathed the broad sword and said with a smile: "This sword is very good, I want it." ! Let’s sign the deed now. I have a pass of 500 taels of silver. You can exchange money with the deed and pass.”

Miss Xianglan smiled happily and hurriedly prepared paper, pen and ink. The two of them quickly wrote the deed in duplicate and put their fingerprints on it.

Wu Liangcai handed the sword to Song Boyu, hugged Xianglan and smiled: "Congratulations on winning the sword."

Song Boyu gripped the heavy broadsword, and laughed heartily: "Congratulations to Brother Wu for embracing the beauty!"

Just as the two of them were blowing rainbow farts to each other, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome young man wearing silk clothes walked in. Behind him were six powerful men with bulging temples.

"Musaburo! You clearly agreed to sell this sword to me, why did you sell it to someone else?"

As soon as the young man came in, he sharply criticized me and had a very bad attitude.

Wu Liangcai frowned and said slowly: "When did I say I would only sell you this sword? I want 500 taels of silver, but you offered me 300 taels as soon as you asked, and you asked me to think about it carefully, ha!"

"What are you talking about? Do you dare to laugh at me for spending money on someone? Who are you? I spend something that someone likes, and you dare to sell it casually? Hit me!"

After giving the order, the big men behind the young man immediately rushed in, not only to fight Wu Liangcai, but also to fight Song Boyu and the three of them together.

Song Boyu, Xun Feipeng, Ba Ang and others were not willing to be beaten in vain, so they immediately fought back.

Song Boyu's sword didn't come out of its sheath, and he swung it like a big stick with great force, and wiped out three people in an instant.

Xun Feipeng lowered his voice and warned: "Brother Boyu, hold back and don't kill anyone."

This vain young man looked fierce, but among the few people he led, except for one who was in the realm of divine power, the others were firm and strong, and were no match for him, so they were quickly subdued.

As for the middle-aged man in the realm of divine power, he was hit in the chest by Xun Feipeng's white rainbow ghost hand, and was hit on the head by Song Boyu with his broad sword. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Wu Sanlang directly held down the young man named Hua, wanting to beat his face into a pig's head, but after hesitating for a moment, he gave up and just held him down and said: "Hualeshan, your father is the chief commissioner of the prefecture's Yamen, you It is the officials and we are the people. Since ancient times, the people have not fought against the officials. But this does not mean that you can bully them wantonly, especially on my Wu Saburo."

Hualeshan wanted to struggle, but he couldn't get up at all. But he knew that no one dared to do anything to him, so he still shouted: "It belongs to your grandfather. Don't think that I don't know how much you Wu Sanlang weighs. If it weren't for Those three people helped you and beat the shit out of you!"

Hearing the fight starting here, the Madam of Zuihualou immediately rushed over with his thugs. Seeing that Wu Liangcai, a regular customer, was on one side and Hualeshan, who couldn't afford to offend him, he quickly pulled the two away and stepped forward to smooth things over: "You guys are here. We are guests, why bother fighting, it’s all misunderstanding, it’s all misunderstanding! Playboy, it’s not convenient for Xianglan to be here, can I arrange another pretty beauty for you?”

Hualeshan was relieved of the siege, but he did not appreciate it at all. Instead, he walked up to Song Boyu who was holding a heavy broad sword and looked down at Song Boyu: "You robbed my sword? Now I give you a chance to sell this sword for 300 taels of silver." Give it to me and forget about it."

Song Boyu raised his head, looked at the man's muzzle, stepped forward, clenched his fist, punched hard from his waist, and hit the opponent's abdomen with one blow, causing him to squat down in pain.

Song Boyu looked down at him and said calmly: "You fell down before I even exerted any force? But that's okay, I don't like talking to others with my head raised."

Hualeshan clutched his stomach, his face turned blue from pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you have the guts, wait for me!"

Song Boyu wanted to beat the young man to death with the broad sword in his hand, but he still held back. He looked directly at the man with his eyes, and his true intention of killing flowed: "If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend him. If someone offends me, I will retaliate." Of."

Hualeshan originally wanted to show his teeth, but Dao Dao's true intention rushed out, and the scene in front of him changed instantly. He saw Song Boyu holding a sharp knife, standing in a pool of blood, smiling evilly at him.

In that pool of blood, there was his grandmother who loved him the most, his father and mother, his cute little sister, his annoying elder brother and second brother...

With a plop, Hualeshan couldn't help but kneel to the ground, holding his hands on the ground, trembling slightly, and kept saying: "It's not true, this is not true..."

At this time, the old bustard quickly helped Hualeshan up and tried to smooth things over again: "What are you doing? What are you doing! We are here to have fun, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. Ying'er, come here, come here, take the flowers Young Master, go to your room by your side."

A slender woman wearing light gauze came over. Her shoulders were half exposed. She supported Hualeshan affectionately and walked out of the room.

Wu Sanlang frowned, feeling that he could no longer stay here, so he quickly grabbed the madam and discussed Xianglan's redemption.

After Song Boyu walked out of the room, he asked Xun Feipeng and Ba Ang: "What is the origin of Huale Mountain? I heard that the grain store where I used to work was the one that signed the contract for Mr. Langhua's property."

Ba Ang shook his head and lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid of him being a bastard. He is Hua Chengyilang's concubine. He was born out of an outside wife and was just brought back to the Hua family in recent years.

Mrs. Hua didn't like him at all. If the old lady hadn't insisted on taking him back, she wouldn't be able to decide whether her surname was Hua or not.

He didn't dare to make a big deal about today's matter, otherwise it would give Mrs. Hua an excuse to deal with him and send him directly to Zhuangzi in the suburbs.

I estimate that he will most likely pay some warriors to restore the situation. Also, you should pay attention to the safety of the beautiful girls. "

Xun Feipeng also nodded in agreement: "If you have nothing to do these days, remember to pick up your girl to avoid accidents."

Song Boyu nodded slightly, and at the same time clenched the heavy broad sword in his hand, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Although he shocked the other party with a trace of his true intention of killing, he could not guarantee whether this guy would jump over the wall in a hurry. Song Boyu decided to pick up and drop off his sister in the past few days to prevent accidents.

The three of them separated at the intersection. Song Boyu completely ignored the Yingying Yanyan in Runu Street, and only had the big sword he had just obtained in his heart.

After running all the way home and closing the door tightly, Song Boyu drew out the broad sword and injected the pure Yang Ji essence that had been extremely active for a long time into it.

　Thanks to book friends Zhang Hanshan, Yuanyue Scimitar Mo, Decisive Abandonment, and Eucalyptus for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)