final catastrophe

Chapter 306. 129. Sword Servant

After seven days.

Surprisingly, more than [-] people gathered here around Dao Hut, and even the heads of various parties came here with their identities hidden.

As for age, no one cares.

It is not shameful to worship the number one in the world as a teacher.

All of a sudden, tens of thousands of horses walked through Ziwei Pass.

The forces of all parties also sent people with their own purposes.

Zhang Wei is an undercover agent of the Dragon Patrol Team, and also a good swordsman. During the secret meeting, he had participated in the strangulation of countless big figures, and he had also besieged and killed Xia Ji on the edge of the birdcage.

He is agile in stature and quick in mind, and is very good at spying on news.

The appearance of the Dao Hut attracted all their attention, not to mention that the owner of the Dao Hut is still the No. [-] Sword God.

Therefore, those of them who are slaves are starting to run for their masters.

In the early summer of Mingming, it is very cool on Dao Shen Shan.

Zhang Wei was dressed in the clothes of ordinary Jianghu people, mixed among a large number of mountaineering knights, and the rain crossbow and short bayonet on his waist were also replaced with long knives that are common in Jianghu.

He didn't dare to use his body skills, for fear of being spotted by someone with someone else, so he just relied on his own strength to climb the winding mountain peaks, and climbed up the extremely simple and dilapidated stone layers.

In the ears, there are voices of discussion from time to time.

"The first swordsman opens a hut to accept disciples. This is a first-class event in the world, but I don't know who has such a blessing to be accepted as an apprentice."

"Wang Laosan, you and I don't want to think about it, just come to open our eyes. The number one sword god, the old man, has a cultivation base of supernatural powers, and is truly number one in the world."

Someone should add: "That's right, this person is really an immortal in the sky. I also went to the banquet of the Emperor's Academy in Tianque. Mr. Xia first defeated the three masters, and then 'passed five levels and defeated six generals', and then left in a hurry. Fighting the bull cannon, killing the crab demon soldiers, confronting thousands of troops, at the end of the crossbow, they still use their fingers as knives to shake General Pang's iron fist.

In the end, he was rescued by the people of the Heavenly Court, and a few months ago, he followed the agreement and appeared on the coast of the East China Sea.

Therefore, Daolu was born in response to the situation. "

Some people couldn't help asking: "When did the forces of heaven and hell emerge?"

Another person said: "It seems that you all know a lot. Although the existence of these two major forces is not secret, they are only spread around the imperial capital. The battle of Tianque is also the first time that these two sides have entered this historical stage. .”

Everyone chatted about the recent anecdotes of the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Wei, on the other hand, had a simple and honest smile, didn't talk much, but listened more all the time.

Although this information is extremely obvious to him, he is still screening and selecting with a cautious attitude.

And after passing a corner, in addition to the narrow mountain road without railings in Zhang Wei's sight, there was another man dressed in coarse linen and dressed like a mountain hunter holding a knife and facing the distance.

The saber is fixed but does not come out, although it is in the sheath, it contains extreme movement.

This is a master!

Zhang Wei instinctively felt a chill, but Tong Tong still pretended nothing had happened.

And all the people in the world who were talking about it were quiet immediately, but the man in the coarse linen cloth didn't see it, he didn't hear it, and let the group of people pass by him.

He just stood quietly on the edge of the mountain path, holding the knife and looking at the sky, and half a step ahead was the deep valley that would never return.

The man quickly disappeared.

But on this mountain road, there are more and more such rough linen swordsmen, both men, women and children.

Slowly, this group of quacks also let go.

"Who are they?"

"The saber aura on my body is so strong that I think it must be someone who is from nowhere. I, Wu Laowu, can be regarded as a matchmaker, but why have I never seen any of these characters?"

"Indeed, and although they didn't draw their swords, they were thinking and questioning themselves."

But at this moment, someone pointed out the identities of the group of "hunters" dressed in coarse linen: "They are sword servants."

Someone immediately questioned: "Could it be that there are as many as [-] such masters?"

The man said: "Although the strength is strong or weak, the strong spirit of pursuing Taoism on the sword waiter will not change. Maybe they were just mediocre people, maybe they are doomed to be mediocre."

He couldn't go on anymore.

Because he had already seen the aura of the sword waiter.

"Yes, they were originally destined to be ordinary people, but how good the first sword god was at teaching the way, and led these thousands of different people in the rivers and lakes into the right path with them."

"Because of this, the competition for the position of the three entering disciples may be particularly fierce this time. I just don't know what kind of test needs to be passed before I can really be seated?"

Zhang Wei listened with his ears and observed with his eyes from time to time. There are more and more sword servants wearing linen clothes on this mountain. These people may have different levels of strength and talents at this time, but their potentials are all has been mined to the limit.

This number one Swordsman is truly unparalleled.

It is a blessing that my emperor has someone like him to supervise.

Thinking of the godlike man who entered the sky twice with a sword in hand a few days ago, the next day the Emperor Shang stopped the construction and issued the "Edict of Guilt".

Emperor Shang is a gloomy person. On the way to conquer bandits, Chang Chang killed people for trivial things, and his anger was even more invisible.

I really don't know how the number one swordsman convinced him.

After thinking about it, he walked to a suspension bridge.

At the bottom of the bridge, the clouds and mists are surging, but the sound of the mountain stream and the cry of wild animals can be faintly heard.

Standing on both sides of the entrance of the suspension bridge is a burly, bare-chested man standing on each side, with huge knives deeply inserted into the rocks on both sides, looking extremely powerful.

Naturally, Zhang Wei could tell at a glance that although these two shirtless men had never reached the level of sword masters, they were still half a step away. Although the blades were submerged in mud and rocks, they were full of sword intent, like hungry wolves in the forest. It cannot be underestimated.

But these two are just sword servants guarding the suspension bridge.

"Everyone, please come inside!" Seeing someone coming, the shirtless man stepped forward to greet him warmly.

Among the visitors, one clasped his fists and said solemnly: "The number one swordsman has a heart."

The shirtless man laughed loudly and said, "Sword God doesn't pay attention to these mortal worlds, we, as sword servants, did this voluntarily in order to maintain the order of Sword God Mountain.

Those of us don't even know whether the First Dao God knows that we Daoshi exist. Anyway, he lives in seclusion every day, and he is really a fairy-like figure.

Everyone, please come inside!

After crossing the suspension bridge, there will be a sword waiter inside who will take you to the knife house in a separate route. "

"Why do we need to split the road?"

The shirtless man showed no signs of impatience, but explained: "There are too many visitors, from all corners of the country, both good and evil. If we let them go together, one is worried about crowding, and the other is worried about conflicts. My sword god mountain has always forbidden If there is such a conflict in the fight, my sword servant will have to draw his sword.

But the old man who is the number one knife god often says that a knife can kill or save people, and he has one heart, so we don't want to make a move unless it is absolutely necessary. "

Under his words, he never worried about the strength of the troublemaker.

It seems that whether that person is the ultimate or the peak, the sword servants can easily suppress him.

(End of this chapter)