The Sword Saint of Daqin is in the Shape of the Moon Daqin

He drew the sword on his back.

This sword, of course, is not the sword of the world back then, but an ordinary iron sword.

But in his hands, it is not ordinary.

Even if he has mastered the realm of turning everything into a sword a long time ago.

It's just that there is a sword but there is no sword, there is no difference, for Su Nie, there is no difference, so he will naturally follow his own habits and his own preferences.

There was a buzz.

He drew his sword and went out.

A ray of cold light fell from above.

Then it exploded suddenly, piercing through the body of a jackal, accompanied by blood rolling, while the sleeves fluttered, Su Nie's figure fell down at the same time with the sword light.

The moment his feet stepped on the ground, he also met several other jackals who had to go.

then,

Wrist turns, lifts again.

The ray of light burst into existence, and the remaining jackals swooped up. The body still suspended in the air twisted slightly, and then split from the middle.

The blood was rolling, splashing to both sides like boiling.

Sprinkled among the grass.

The forward movement of the merchants stopped, and the surroundings suddenly fell into silence.

They looked at the eyes.

The figure that suddenly appeared.

Tall and slender, with jet-black hair hanging down, robes billowing, sleeves fluttering, the clothes are clearly different from those of the people on this land

Sunie.

They looked at him with surprise, horror, and relieved gratitude.

As ordinary people, it is difficult for them to be opponents of beasts.

Fighting, nine out of ten there will be casualties.

Now that no one died, of course he would be grateful to him.

Su Nie can feel this,

But he just slowly swung the sword in his hand, and retracted the sword that was not stained with blood into the scabbard.

— still didn't use much mystery.

— still did not use his true strength,

Because it is not needed.

It is enough for him to fight in the way of ordinary people.

The gigantic specifications comparable to the stars are hidden like ordinary people, and they are integrated into this era without revealing the slightest trace.

Miao Yi stands on the hill,

Watching this scene, he can only see mountains and seas in his eyes.

this moment,

There is wind blowing, and swords reverberating.

Su Nie's sword rises and falls.

Just like back then, the spirit is still there.

but……

Not the end.

Su Nie rolled up her sleeves and raised her eyes.

He ignored the surprised people behind him.

He just stared at the front, his eyes penetrated through countless tall bushes, until he reached the front, the end of the forest path——

"Peeper in the dark, are you still unwilling to come out? Or...do you want me to invite you out personally?"

Saying so, the sword that had been sheathed by him was slightly raised and protruded slightly.

The edge is faintly revealed.

The surrounding breeze was blowing gently, shaking the forest leaves. Of course, the people in the caravan did not dare to speak when they saw this, and of course they could hear what Su Nie was saying and what they were waiting for.

There was a moment of silence.

A cyan shadow was reflected in his pupils.