I put on my bamboo hat and walked towards Xiaoguan Village. The icy cold wind was mixed with sleet that seemed to be snowflakes and seemed to be just ice cubes. It slapped on my bamboo hat and the tattered raincoat. I drove alone on the road leading to Xiaoguan Village. Muddy mountain road.
Along the way, Li Wei also saw a team of less than ten people, dressed in rags and made of linen and straw. Most of them were middle-aged and elderly, and there was not even a child in sight.
Levi quickly came to the group of people who seemed to be refugees, and at this moment, the tracking technique he obtained in the last copy came on. Moreover, he also faintly smelled the smell of blood.
Li Wei placed his right hand on the hilt of Tian Yu Yu Zhan's sword. He lowered his bamboo hat so that others could only see his chin.
The refugee team was also very scared when they saw Levi dressed as a wild swordsman. In this era, swordsmen killing people at will were common. After a brief commotion, they all got out of the way.
Li Wei lowered his bamboo hat and walked slowly over. The wind and snow fell on his coir raincoat. As he walked through the refugee queue, one of the dark-skinned men pointed at Li Wei and smiled ferociously.
In Li Wei's field of vision, his body was glowing with tracking skills.
Li Wei took another step forward and completely passed the entire refugee team. The moment the grinning figure turned around, Tian Yuyu slashed out of his body. The sword flashed and his head fell to the ground.
"Ahhh!" the woman screamed.
"Swordsman-sama?"
However, the decapitated body did not fall down, and no blood even spurted out. The headless body knocked away the people around it, looking like a madman, with thorn-like tentacles protruding from the broken part of the head, and flew toward Levi. Come.
Weak, too weak.
Levi was not looking at the headless corpse rushing towards him, or even turning around. At this moment, sword light visible to the naked eye flashed out from the body of the headless ghost, instantly tearing it into countless pieces.
The red light of the tracking technique disappeared immediately.
This is a headless ghost, a demon that can press other people's heads onto its headless body to disguise itself as a human.
"Sir Swordsman, this, this, this..." The middle-aged man who had just started the conversation looked at the body that had been broken into two parts and sat slumped on the ground, speaking incoherently.
Ignoring the kneels of the fleeing villagers, the wind and snow seemed to get stronger. He put down his bamboo hat and walked forward.
This group of refugees is not the only one. Along the way, you can often see refugees dragging their families and wearing ragged clothes.
And all the refugees come from the direction of Xiaoguan Village.
From a distance, he saw a small village that was only partially made of wood, with about a few hundred households. However, at this time, thick smoke and fire were rising from the village wrapped in reeds.
A sword was lying across the middle of the road, and a young swordsman wearing bamboo armor slowly walked out, holding a long sword flat in his left hand, and said: "The demon ahead has the world-famous Chiba One-sword sword master Chiba. Soujiro is going to attack, and anyone who has nothing to do with it is asked to leave immediately to avoid losing their lives."
Li Wei looked at the young swordsman blocking the road quietly and said nothing.
"I think my master, Chiba-sama, has killed the demon. You, a nameless ronin, should retreat first. Otherwise, I will use you to test the sharpness of this weapon called 'Toramaru'." The young swordsman swung the blade, and the sword The awn formed a sharp bamboo leaf and inserted into the mud one meter in front of Li Wei, and then flew away.
"Quack, quack, quack," the crows in the distance began to circle in the upper space, and even began to circle and fly around the village, their cries piercing the eardrums.
At the main entrance of Xiaoguan Village, a huge locust tree nearly ten meters high and nearly two meters thick is located at the head of Xiaoguan Village. At this time, it is late winter, and the top of the locust tree should be bare, but there are dozens of
There were corpses, all of them corpses of swordsmen and nobles. You could clearly see the clothes and swords on their bodies that were different from those of the villagers.
Countless crows were perched on the locust trees, and their cries were like an endless wail. A large group of crows even temporarily blocked the sky.
The corpse hanging on the locust tree had lost its eyes. It was not known whether it was taken down by a demon or pecked by a crow.
A swordsman in armor was covered in blood and breathing heavily, forming a thick white mist in front of him that quickly dissipated. One of his eye sockets was almost hollow and broken, and half of his face was frozen with blood.
, the armor on his body also has a huge dent.
The knife broke, and the broken blade flew high into the sky and stuck into the ground.
In front of him were nearly ten monsters of various kinds. One of them, a one-eyed mountain ghost more than two meters tall, threw the object in his hand, which was an eyeball, and said: "This is the sword of Chiba Ittōryu."
Awesome? What a weak swordsman?"
"Hahahaha, can you become a swordsman like this? Then I can at least defeat five such swordsmen."
The swordsman was still breathing heavily, and the coagulated blood made his tied hair begin to knot.
The mountain ghost punched him hard in the stomach, but he was unable to fight anymore. He vomited out a large pool of viscous substance mixed with blood and visceral fragments, and collapsed to the ground.
He grabbed the swordsman's tied hair, pulled his whole body lying on the ground by his hair, and lifted his feet off the ground, "Don't look down on us monsters, humans."
"Kacha." The swordsman's neck was broken.
Its mouth seemed to be cleft to the base of its ears, and it smiled as if it had seen the most wonderful toy.
"Master, have all the demons been killed? Master..." The young swordsman who hurried over happened to see the mountain ghost twisting his master's neck.
"There is still an apprentice." The mountain ghost dropped the swordsman's body in his hand, and pointed at the young swordsman with his big mouth, one eye the size of a tennis ball, and dark green skin. The mouth seemed to be cracked to the base of the ear, exposing
A smile as if seeing the most wonderful toy.
A kid next to him immediately dug out the swordsman's eyeballs and hung his body on a tree. Crows began to swarm up.
"Ugh..." The young swordsman immediately retched, covering his mouth, his eyes widened, his feet slightly bent, and he did not dare to straighten up. If he tried to straighten up, he would tremble non-stop, and his whole body would feel like he was ejaculating.
The deflated rubber ball had no strength to support the body and retreated without any reaction.
The famous sword he called "Toramaru" fell to the ground, and when he was retreating, he tripped over a small irregular stone and sat down on the ground, his pants already soaked through.
"Hahaha, look at this swordsman!"
The demons laughed unscrupulously, and the young swordsman immediately ran away crazily on his hands and knees, shouting "ahhhhhh" with unknown meaning.
He accidentally bumped into Levi, who had just come over, and instantly fell to the muddy ground with his mouth filled with disgusting mud. However, he immediately propped himself up on the ground with his hands and ran backwards like crazy.
"Here comes another swordsman." The mountain ghost dropped the body of the swordsman in his hand and pointed at Levi with his big mouth, one eye as big as a tennis ball and dark green skin.