Calamity Crown

Goethe asked curiously.

The female swordsman was stunned.

She confessed that she learned the 'Ba Dao' because she wanted to explain it to Goethe. After all, Goethe is the hidden descendant of Lord 'Wu Sheng', and 'Ba Dao' is the secret weapon of 'Dao Xie'.

To some extent, the "Dao Xie" and Goethe who killed the eldest son, second son, third son and fourth daughter of "Wu Sheng" are "revenge".

If the situation was not too dangerous, she would never learn the 'Ba Dao'.

Of course, if you don't really care about Goethe, you will never explain it with the character of a female swordsman.

However, the female swordsman did not expect that Goethe would look like this.

Just when the female swordsman was stunned, Goethe raised his hand and grabbed the palm of the female swordsman.

He said softly—

"They are them, I am me, I am different from them, especially in front of you, you help me take care of the boxing gym, I can only be grateful, because I imposed this on you, and You choose a more effective way to protect the boxing gym, so what reason do I have to blame you? To misunderstand you? Even to be hostile to you?"

"If I did, then what am I?"

"A white-eyed wolf who will avenge his kindness?"

"Don't worry, I won't misunderstand what it is, because I know that no matter what you do, it is because you have me in your heart, and it is for me wholeheartedly."

"I can only be grateful, thank God for allowing me to meet you."

As Goethe said, the female swordsman blushed.

Not just because of Goethe's words.

It was also because Goethe's fingers were constantly scratching the female swordsman's palm.

Crispy.

Still itchy.

The female swordsman patted Goethe shyly, turned and ran into the room.

The next moment, the female swordsman ran out with a volume of books.

"Sword book!"

The female swordsman put a roll of knife manuals in Goethe's hands.

In fact, when Goethe came into contact with the scroll, the words in front of him had already appeared——

[Ba Dao Dao Pu: 'Dao Xie', after the death of his wife, his inner anger and unwillingness almost turned into substance. He condensed the hatred in his heart into a sword, and after abandoning the seven emotions and six desires, he created this overbearing sword technique 'Unfeeling and Unrepentant' One cut of sex, there is no corpse of love and righteousness', and when he beheaded the enemy of the second son of the 'Wu Sheng' with the knife in his hand, his knife even found another way out of the scope of the original secret technique of the 'Mad King', reaching the level of It is a new realm, but unfortunately, the hatred of the 'Badao' affected the character of the 'Dao Xie', causing him to kill completely, and finally became a puppet of hatred. Before he died, 'Dao Xie' wrote down He obtained this sword manual, and stabbed to death a descendant of the 'Wu Sheng' with this sword manual. 】

[Bloody honor +1]

……

[Do you need to use 3 points of bloody honor to learn the special secret technique 'Ba Dao'? 】

[Insufficient bloody honor, unable to learn! 】

……

"Been stabbed to death by a knife?"

"This?"

Goethe was taken aback.

He saw one more way of death among the descendants of the 'Mad King'.

Afterwards, Goethe raised his hand and pulled the female swordsman, blocking her behind.

At the same time, a harp sounded.

The sound of the piano is melodious, but there is no sense of high mountains and flowing water that it should have.

instead……

Passionate!

Goethe sneered from the bottom of his heart.

Listen to Chess Pavilion!

Undoubtedly, Tingqi Pavilion.

Immediately, he shouted——

"That's right, this ability is not inferior to mine!"

Chapter 59 In the Moonlight...

The moon was bright and the stars were thin, and Goethe's voice was buzzing far away.

next moment--

Boom!

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly with a harsh noise.

A figure appeared at the gate of the boxing gym like a ghost.

The other party was wearing a white shirt and hugged a family of Guqin. Under the moonlight, one could clearly see the other party's handsome face, paired with a slender figure, which was enough to attract the attention of any opposite sex.

Even if anger occupied the opponent's face, it didn't affect this attractiveness at all.

On the contrary, it has a strange beauty.

Five of the Qin family's Six Armored Men were stunned.

Only the leader bit the tip of his tongue suddenly when he heard the sound of the piano.

The pain and blood stimulated the opponent, causing him to wake up instantly.

"wake up!"

He let out a loud shout, and dropped a medicine bag from his hand.

The medicine powder mixed with a lot of drugs such as refreshing and mint fell on the remaining five soldiers of the Qin family, which made these soldiers wake up one after another. They cooperated with their leader and formed a half-month formation to kill the soldiers behind them. Surrounded by this person.

However, this person didn't pay any attention to the black armored soldiers of the Qin family.

Just a slight snort made the six black armored soldiers of the Qin family crumble.

Not viscera vibrating.

But the mind is swaying.

Before their eyes, either the hometown they missed or the person they loved appeared.

It's so beautiful that they can't even hold a knife.

"retreat!"

The leading black-clothed soldier gave an order, and the six black-clothed soldiers all retreated.

The uninvited guest didn't pay any attention to this.

The other party just stared at Goethe.

In other words, in the eyes of the other party, there is only Goethe.

"What did you say?"

In the voice full of anger, the anger in the opponent's eyes seemed to have substance.

Goethe laughed.

[Ancient legend. Not under me] It is really easy to use.

This is true whether it is success or failure.

If successful, the enemy will lose all fighting spirit.

failure?

It is to completely irritate the other party.

It's like saying 'Hey, Sun thief'.

Goethe glanced at the other party's piano with a broken string, and then at the bleeding fingertips of the other party - Goethe didn't know how to play the piano, let alone understand music theory, but he knew what he should do at this time.

"I said, you are not under me!"

Goethe spoke with a perfect accent and said every word.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

The other party was panting heavily, and the other party couldn't help lowering his head to look at his qin. When he found that the 'Shang' in Gongshangjiao Zhengyu was broken, a hint of distress flashed in his eyes.

Then, there was more anger.

Ji Qin didn't know why she was so angry.

He just felt that Goethe had to be killed.

Otherwise, he will die without resting his eyes.

The anger flowed and turned into a cold killing intent.

Ji Qin raised her hand to grab the broken string, pulled it back and then let go abruptly.

Boom!

This string had an explosive sound, and it shot straight at Goethe's throat like an arrow missing.

Fast, accurate, hard.

What's more, under the playing of Ji Qin, the remaining four strings not only ignite passion, but also shoot out streams of air that are as fine as blades.

hum!

As soon as the fine and sharp airflow touched the surface of Goethe's skin, a layer of illusory pan-gold armor appeared on the surface of Goethe's body.

clap clap clap!

The fine airflow like a knife was all blocked.

"'Iron Armor and Gold Clothes Art'?"

"The mere 'Iron Armor and Gold Clothes Art' also wants to stop my 'Qin Blade'?"

Ji Qin was taken aback for a moment, then sneered.

Following the words of the other party, cracks appeared in the phantom of the pan-gold iron armor that was intact a moment ago.

The crack spread rapidly, and then shattered with a 'click'.

Disappeared without a trace.

In the sneer on Ji Qin's face, more killing intent emerged.

He was expecting to see Goethe screaming, his whole body being hacked into pieces.

Just like the opponents he had encountered before.

His 'qin blades' are not only fine and fast, but also numerous in number, and have extraordinary sharpness, which can easily smash even steel. Those who claim to be superior in hard work are his favorite opponents.

Because, in his eyes, those people are like living targets.

Goethe?

A descendant of 'Wu Sheng'?

In his opinion, that's all.

Will be cut by him just like his previous opponents.

Look!

The clothes are torn!

In the next moment, the skin, flesh and blood, followed by bones and internal organs, will be heard endlessly, and even the other party will roll on the ground in embarrassment, begging him to give him a good time.

He has seen too much!

It's all like this!