Magic world

The crowd dispersed, leaving six figures of four men and two women.

The four men are all tall, but they are divided into two piles, one in front and three in back. The man in front is tall and majestic, wearing a gray warrior's robe, with black hair hanging naturally, and a face as calm as a knife or an axe. , only a pair of eyes that are clear in black and white but emit a deep light like a black hole flash with a captivating look from time to time. His arms are slightly longer than others, and the bones of his palms are broad. Just a first glance shows that there must be something special about him. He holds a sheathed long sword in his left hand. The calluses on the palm of the palm are clearly visible. It is obviously a long sword. The result of practicing and using the sword.

There was no need to guess, Ito Cheng knew that this man must be the swordsman of Qi, the world's best master of Xun Qin Ji, Cao Qiudao of Jixia Hungary.

Although the three people behind are also handsome and talented, and they are all first-class and attractive men outside, but compared with Cao Qiudao, they are like fireflies beside the bright moon, looking very small. , after seeing Cao Qiudao, it is difficult for ordinary people to take them into account.

Needless to say, these three people are Bian Dongshan, Han Jie and Zhongsun Xuanhua among the four major disciples of Cao Qiudao.

As for the last two women who were surrounded by Bian Dongshan, Han Jie and Zhongsun Xuanhua, they were Ito Cheng's main rescue targets during this trip, Mrs. Ni Zhao Ni and Wu Tingfang.

"Husband." Zhao Ni and Wu Tingfang shouted quickly.

"Cao Qiudao?" Ito Cheng nodded towards the two of them, then looked at the leader Cao Qiudao and asked.

"Not bad." Cao Qiudao replied calmly.

"The majestic swordsman of Qi State is not quietly studying the body sword in Jixia Hall in order to make further progress. Why do you suddenly think of Luocao as a bandit and engage in this business of robbing people's wives and concubines? Could it be that the swordsman Cao's family does not have much money left. He cannot support you on weekdays. Do you want to have fun and entertain yourself? But it’s easy to say, as long as you name the number, Sword Master Cao, I will order someone to get it for you immediately." Ito Cheng sneered with a mocking face.

"Fart!" Han Jie, the more carefree of Cao Qiudao's four disciples, yelled angrily.

"Snapped"

Just as he finished speaking, a crisp slap echoed in the academy, and then a clear five-finger palm print quickly appeared from Han Jie's face.

"Oops. I am talking to your master, and you have no business to interrupt." Ito Cheng, who seemed to have done something trivial, turned his eyes indifferently to Han Jie, who was being slapped to the side, and said softly. .

The latter looked at Ito Cheng with a look of disbelief.

Among the four disciples of Cao Qiudao, in terms of strength, Han Jie has already surpassed his senior brother Bian Dongshan. It can be said that he is the number one among the four. Even in the current world, he is also ranked among the top five martial arts masters except for his master Cao Qiudao. He is very powerful. He believes that even if the master takes action himself, he will never be able to do it without him. Let yourself be hit by a move when you react.

But now, in this strange Zhao Kingdom, in full view of everyone. He was really slapped hard by the unknown and unknown King Zhao, but he still didn't know how he did it. This was completely beyond his imagination for Han Ji. . It can even be said that he was more shocked than his revered master Cao Qiudao doing such a thing to him.

But how could he have imagined that Cao Qiudao next to him was even more shocked than him, causing a look of astonishment and disbelief to appear on his calm face.

Just like Han Jie has enough confidence in his own strength. Cao Qiudao, who already considered himself invincible in the world, was even more so, but he felt that the world was as lonely as snow. There was no trace found when Ito Cheng took action. How could this not shock and surprise Cao Qiudao?

However, beyond this shock and surprise. An indescribable excitement surged out of Cao Qiudao's heart, which was like an ancient well without waves.

"I want to fight him, I must fight him. Maybe through this fight, I can grasp the deeper realm that I have never been able to touch before." Cao Qidao was emotionally excited and could not control it. growled.

Thinking of this, Cao Qiudao looked at Ito Cheng with intense eyes.

If Cao Qiudao acted for the Qi State before, and for the honor and favor that King Qi had given him for so many years, then now it is entirely for himself, for the swordsmanship he pursues and the elusive deeper realm of swordsmanship. , the motivation has fundamentally changed, and naturally, the mentality towards King Zhao has also undergone a subjective change, becoming more positive and proactive.

I have to say that from this point of view alone, Cao Qiudao is still a very pure pursuer of swordsmanship.

In an instant, a powerful mountain-like aura erupted from Cao Qiudao's body, oppressing Ito Cheng like a tide.

Although the main target was Ito Cheng, the spreading power still made the disciples, teachers and students of the two gangs turn pale, and they involuntarily retreated a large distance, leaving a large space for Cao Qiudao and Ito Cheng.

Ito Cheng, who felt the momentum approaching, smiled slightly, and gently took advantage of Cao Qiudao's momentum. Then he stretched out his hand and used his skill to throw Zhao Pan, who was about to faint from the pressure of the momentum, to Zhao Pan. the crowd.

"Pan'er." Zhao Ni exclaimed.

"Bang." Zhao Pan fell to the ground.

"Uh~, I'm fine, mother." Zhao Pan shook his head, got up from the ground and said, then looked at Cao Qiudao and Ito Cheng in the field with bright eyes.

He had never thought that someone could make people feel so uncomfortable, as if they were about to die, with just their momentum. This was a complete myth to him, but it also made Zhao Pan feel full of hope for this strange and novel world from the bottom of his heart. interested.

"Is this the real sword book?" Zhao Pan asked secretly.

At this time, in the field.

Cao Qiudou was not surprised at all when he saw that Ito Cheng was not affected by his momentum. It would be a real joke if a master who could not even detect the traces of his attack could withstand the pressure of his momentum. Then Cao Qiudao put his right hand on the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled the sword out of the sheath.

"Kill~"

A dazzling white light shot out from Cao Qiudao's hand.

That's the glow of metal!

Obviously, as the master of the King of Qi and the Sword Master, Cao Qiudao is qualified to use iron, which is still very rare for this era, to create sharp weapons and use them.

Then a more majestic and sharper momentum once again pressed on Ito Cheng.

The air trembled, causing the figures of the two people to suddenly become blurry to outsiders, as if they were dazzled.

"You don't want to draw your sword?" Cao Qiudao asked quietly when he saw that Ito Cheng still didn't make any move with his sword halfway out.

"The sword is in the heart." Ito Cheng smiled.

As if he heard some warning, Cao Qiudao's eyes suddenly lit up, bursting out with sharp light as bright as the sun. Obviously, through this sentence, he realized something.

As a manifestation, Cao Qiudao's momentum that should have climbed to the peak has climbed a little higher.

"I just don't know if the power of the virtual sword in your mind can match the power of the actual virtual sword in my hand." Cao Qiudao, who drew the sword lightly and was about to pull it out completely, said again.

"Sword Master Cao is indeed a sword master. He understood something with just one word." Ito Cheng chuckled. Then the conversation changed and he continued, "But it's a pity that you still don't have the miasma and the true meaning."

If someone else said this, Cao Qiudao would only think that it was a sword statement, and would not pay attention to it in order to disturb his sword heart. But Ito Cheng was different. First of all, the state he showed was profound enough, so profound that he couldn't even understand it. Secondly, he had just realized something mysterious and mysterious with the help of the other person's words, so he subconsciously reacted to his words. A kind of trust. Therefore, as soon as these words came out, Cao Qiudao's brows jumped slightly uncontrollably, and along with it, the entire flawless momentum also showed a slight stagnation.

Although this stagnation is very small, for martial arts masters, it is enough to distinguish between life and death.

In an instant, Ito Cheng, who was standing there, flashed and suddenly disappeared from the place. Cao Qiudao's eyes narrowed, and with a "kill" sound, he completely pulled out the long sword, bringing out a dazzling brilliance and slashing into the void in front of him.

There, Ito Cheng's figure appeared slightly, split apart from the light of the sword, and then transformed into a solid body behind Cao Qiudao.

"call!"

The next moment, the air exploded, forming several large and small groups of chaotic wind whirlpools, spreading around and blowing dust all over the sky.

"Is this the Heart Sword?" The tip of the sword drooped and pointed diagonally at the ground, Cao Qiudou asked quietly with his back to Ito Cheng.

"The heart is the mind, the mind moves, and the sword comes out, and it is within the reach of the mind. It is neither true nor true. It changes when thinking, the mind turns, the momentum and the sword are assimilated, and the false is not false." Ito Shigeri stated a certain center Jueban replied speciously.

"It turns out that this is the Heart Sword." Cao Qiudao said with a sudden look on his face. He looked like he would die if he heard about it in the morning.

After saying that, Cao Qiudao's expression paused, and he suddenly fell down.

"thump!"

"puff."

Then a stream of blood, like a fountain, splashed out from Cao Qiudao's chest and heart, dyeing the surrounding ground scarlet.

"Ah!" When they first saw the dead person, many of the female disciples in the college subconsciously exclaimed and hid their heads behind the acquaintances, unable to bear to look at them.

"Master!" Then, after Bian Dongshan came back to his senses, Han Jie and Zhongsun Xuanhua also shouted sadly one after another.

"I'll kill you!" Immediately afterwards, Han Jie turned his head, glared at Ito Cheng and shouted.

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the metal sword in Cao Qiudao's hand, and rushed towards Ito Cheng like the wind. In this regard, Ito Cheng didn't hold back on Cao Qiudao because of him. He simply stretched out his clamp and clamped the stabbing sword with his fingers. He stretched his right palm forward and pressed with a heart-warming palm force. On Han Jie's chest.

"Poof!" (To be continued...)