Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 238 I have a sword, please watch it

The red sun rises with thousands of rays of light.

After drinking two cups of tea slowly, everyone who came to watch the battle gradually became impatient.

Some people are eccentric:

"I said, Tang Wen will come later. He won't be able to stand firmly, right?"

"Hahahahaha, I prostituted for eighteen days in a row, which is enviable."

"It's possible that when this kid comes later, he will just admit defeat and no one will be able to say anything."

"Wonderful! This way you don't have to be embarrassed."

"..."

Caracalla.

There was unusual movement outside the door.

Sounds like a large carriage.

The guard at the door opened the middle door wide, and sure enough, a spacious carriage came in.

"Tang Qi Gongzi is such a grand pomp." Someone ridiculed.

But he was immediately slapped by his companion: "Look carefully before you speak."

"It's the one from the Lu family."

"Lu Zhu? It's him. No wonder he uses such a big carriage."

Lu Zhu, whose original name was Lu Chu, was the son of the Lu family, the three largest families in the inner city.

The carriage stopped.

Someone lifted the curtain.

One arm and one leg stretched out first.

Regardless of whether he had met this person before or not, he understood now that he was not called by the wrong nickname.

The arms are thicker than the woman's waist, and the legs are so big that one person needs to hug them.

Waiting for him to squeeze out of the carriage mouth with difficulty.

Li Zi, who saw this scene for the first time, murmured: "There are no human beings here, they are clearly a mountain of meat!"

The meat mountain moved slowly, supported by seven or eight people beside it.

Even so, he had to take a break every few dozen steps he took.

Then, you can take another step forward.

Finally, a master from the Lu family couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Sir, be careful, I'll help you."

Then, the meat mountain flew up out of thin air and slowly landed on the stage.

The servant who served Lu Zhu quickly ran up from below, took out a dozen soft cushions, and spread them on the ground. Someone also took out several huge pillows from the carriage and placed them behind his back.

Only in this way can he maintain his sitting posture.

Thirteen, the youngest of the Thirteen Thieves of Sand Sea, said: "Brother, that Mr. Tang Wen doesn't look like this, does he?"

"It would save you trouble if you do that."

"Don't talk nonsense! They say Tang Wen is handsome, how could he look like this?"

Before the Thirteenth Thieves finished speaking, if he felt something, he turned to look at the Blackwater Gang's meeting hall.

I saw the entrance of the meeting hall that was originally empty.

At some point, there stood a young man with a beautiful tree facing the wind.

Her clothes are as white as snow, and her eyes are like stars.

The two famous black jade dragon pillars at the entrance of the main hall were eclipsed by his presence.

The boss of the Thirteen Thieves suddenly came to a realization: This person is Tang Wen.

Not only did he see Tang Wen, but also when everyone's attention was attracted by Lu Zhu.

The masters of level six and above turned their heads earlier and saw Tang Wen.

Feng Sanniang was fascinated by this. She wanted to say something, but she didn't want to praise her with vulgar words such as "handsome and handsome". She thought for a long time before saying, "Standing like a orchid orchid tree, smiling like a bright moon in one's arms!"

A beautiful young woman in blue beside her nodded repeatedly: "Sister, give me a hand later."

"Ok?"

"Master Tang glanced at me, his thighs were numb and he couldn't stand up."

Feng Sanniang: ...I lost.

All the women present felt amazing.

Shui Yun smiled and held up her chest, wishing she could pull Tang Wen over and hug her into her arms and announce:
mine!

he's mine!

Finally, the rest of Chaofan, the martial artist, and others also realized something was wrong and turned around to see Tang Wen, who had already appeared.

Some people couldn't stand his appearance and couldn't help but say sourly:
"Isn't the Seventh Young Master enjoying his time in Jile Tower? When did he come out?"

A male voice responded: "I don't know what it's like to stay in Jile Tower for eighteen days and nights."

Tang Wen glanced at them and didn't recognize them. They should be from outside gangs.

Shui Yun secretly remembered the appearance of the two speakers.

Seeing that the young master was wronged, Liang Yu, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally couldn't help but said loudly: "You are slandering! My young master left the Jile Tower that day! How can there be eighteen days?"

"what?"

"On the same day?"

"impossible!"

"Where is Jile Building? There is no man who doesn't love beautiful women. How could he come down on the same day?"

"That's right! Tang Wen was blocked in the carriage that day, and the carriage shook for a full hour and a half. Everyone, how can such a person get off the Jile Tower that day?"

The scene was chaotic.

Everyone didn't believe it at all.

This is even more outrageous than a wolf becoming a vegetarian.

They were so responsive and so understanding.

As for when Tang Wen will play "Bliss Tower", they bet their money!

Interests are related!
Although it was less than a month ago, Tang Wen went downstairs early because of being challenged.

But the sixth young master who opened the deal has already agreed.

Anyone who places a bet will go downstairs in a month.

He compensated them all with a share of silver.

Although it's not much, everyone thinks it's very reasonable.

As a result, before the money was received, someone said that Tang Wen was going downstairs that day.

They don't believe it?
Liang Yu raised her fair neck and shouted loudly: "My young master despises those vulgar fans! He has been in seclusion within the gang for eighteen days!"

Her voice suppressed everyone's discussion.

It's a pity that apart from the women present, more people simply don't want to believe it.

"Young Master Tang Qi has a steady pace and if his eyes are filled with divine fire, I'm afraid he has never been in love with a woman recently!" The voice was sweet and charming, with a hint of charm.

It was Feng Sanniang who spoke.

Feeling the kindness, Tang Wen smiled at her and said loudly: "After I retreated, I realized something again. You will know if it is true or false by trying it. Thirteen thieves of the Sand Sea, come up!"

Shui Yun narrowed her eyes and hummed to herself: You dare to provoke a sixth-grade woman, be careful of being squeezed out.

The boss of the Thirteen Thieves of Sand Sea came up from below holding a big sword.

His face was weathered, he was about 45 years old, and the sword in his hand was shaped like the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which was more than three meters long.

Tang Wen looked behind.

Li Zi trotted up, her little watermelon jumping under her clothes, attracting attention. She hesitantly handed over a bamboo knife, and she said worriedly: "Do you really want to use this toy knife?"

"Do not worry."

Tang Wen took the bamboo sword and walked to the center of the ring.

Everyone could see clearly, but they were confused.

Everyone has seen the bamboo sword and may have practiced it before.

But no one will use it in actual combat.

A knife that breaks when touched has no practical significance.

On the contrary, it is a drag.

Young people love to be new and different!
Only after you have suffered a big loss will you know how powerful it is!
The women were looking forward to it but were afraid that Tang Wen would get hurt.

The vast majority of men are watching the joke.

A hint of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Black Water Gang: "This boy can give you something new every time."

The boss of the Thirteen Thieves glanced at the bamboo sword and didn't care: "Xia Sasen, because I was slighted, I came here to ask the Seventh Young Master for advice. I am limited to ten moves."

"Being slighted?" Tang Wen stared at him and said calmly: "You know exactly why. No matter who instigates you and comes to trouble me, I will help you!"

After speaking, he glanced at the other 12 people in the audience.

Sassen held the long knife's hand a little tighter.

He has been a bandit for a long time and kills without any calculation.

Regardless of whether Tang Wen believed it or not, he was going to take action.

"excuse me!"

Sassen shouted, murderous intent already in his heart.

Zhang Xu's long sword danced, and darkness filled the air.

Tang Wen stood still and did not move.

A familiar breath came.

A dark building was formed out of thin air, pressing on Tang Wen's head.

The long knife whipped up strong wind and took out the chest, abdomen and head!
Dark Shackles Control.

The long knife pointed directly at the vital point.

No testing, no transition, this is a killing style!

Both high and low, but also life and death.

The Sixth Young Master, who was the mastermind behind the scenes, was shocked. Is he so reckless?
Do the Thirteen Thieves of Sand Sea want to kill Tang Wen? !
Tang Wen's figure moved and got rid of the mental lock.

The building fell down, and the long knife was in front of him.

To outsiders, he was on the verge of death.

Murderous intent flashed through Shui Yun's eyes. Lao Liu and the Thirteen Thieves of Shahai were sentenced to death in her heart.

Feng Sanniang's whole body was slightly agitated. She didn't know Tang Wen's skills and thought he would die.

Fortunately, she felt a little relieved when she saw that Shui Yun, Li Zi and others were not moving, and did not rush to rescue them.

laugh!
The long knife chopped the residual image into pieces and cut it into pieces.

The dark building dispersed, and Tang Wen's real body and the blade of the long sword almost passed by each other.

Sassen's eyes were calm.

He slashed into the air with one strike without shedding the sword, letting the long sword carry his body and spin violently, with the blade slashing down diagonally.Tang Wen's body was broken again.

Or phantom.

Sassen stood firm and sheathed the knife, veins popped out in his hands, he swung the giant knife and swept through thousands of troops with one move, the blade cutting out a huge fan shape.

This time, Tang Wen couldn't get through with the residual image of his body.

His upper body didn't move, his feet moved a little, and he suddenly slid backwards.

The biting cold wind brought by the knife head rushed towards him, Tang Wen's black hair was blowing, and his eyes were calm.

Sassen's heart sank. His speed was actually worse than that of a person who had just entered the extraordinary world!

Brush, brush, brush!

Tang Wen did not block the long sword slashes, but just retreated and dodged.

"Six cuts!"

Someone from the spectators shouted in a low voice.

The Sixth Young Master felt heavy in his heart: Why is Tang Wen's Shadow Nether Step so powerful? !You can’t really win, can you?
Dry!
Doesn't that mean that his strength is superior to mine?

Also, someone beat him at the handicap and won.

He glanced at Feng Sanniang and his face turned even darker when he thought of the 5000 taels of gold bet.

Buzz!

In the blink of an eye, two more knives passed by.

The person who suppressed Tang Wenshu's eyes lit up.

Tang Wen was forced into a blind corner.

One inch long and one inch strong.

Seeing that he could not suppress Tang Wen's physical skills, Sasen was not a fool and had to deal with him in the open area.

From the third blow, he consciously forced him to the corner of the ring.

Here's your chance!

woo~
A low sound of breaking wind sounded.

The three-meter long knife, like a windmill, spun towards Tang Wen in the corner.

Get rid of the knife!

The long knife was released, causing the sound of wind and thunder, and the power was even more astonishing.

Sassen followed closely, twisting his body and pounced on him, his whole body was shrouded in black energy, and multiple black arms appeared behind him!
Clap clap clap!

The fist quickly broke through the air.

A series of rapid explosions exploded!

Black Night God Fist - Fighting in all directions at night.

The fist blocked all space for Tang Wen to dodge. He could retreat, but he would lose if he fell off the ring.

Either admit defeat or take it hard!
The thirteen thieves in the audience clenched their fists one after another, with excitement flashing in their eyes, like wild wolves smelling the scent of blood!
Shui Yun leaned forward slightly, her hands on the armrests of the chair.

Feng Sanniang's eyebrows were frivolous and her eyes were unblinking.

The spectators are excited, calm or vaguely expectant.

Tang Wen took half a step back and held the knife.

Many people's eyes flashed with astonishment.

What's the use of a bamboo knife in such a desperate situation?

It's better to just shout "help" or "surrender" or something like that.

The bamboo knife was light and translucent, facing the long knife that was spinning towards him.

laugh!
The bamboo knife is tilted.

In the blink of an eye, it collided with the steel sword.

bump!
The light flashed.

The head and handle of the long knife flew out of control.

Sassen's fanatical eyes froze and instantly turned into incomparable horror!

Knife mansions!
That ridiculous bamboo knife actually had a sword glow on it!
Before he could think about what that meant.

A few inches of thin blade light expanded instantly!

One foot, two feet...ten feet!
The spectators were in an uproar.

what!
What it is!
Isn't it a battle between two extraordinary beings?
It was as outrageous as if the audience was watching a gourmet movie and saw a top actress fighting a macho man without covering up.

Sassen, facing the sword, fought hard to get injured and retracted the eight-way boxing force of the night battle.

Regardless, he punched his fists in front of him crazily.

Yin me!

You fucking bastards!

Why is he entering the extraordinary world for the first time? He is at the sixth level!

He is level six!

When the death crisis comes, Sassen loses his ability to think.

laugh!
The indestructible sword light easily cut through his fist.

Then his clothes, inner armor, skin and flesh were torn apart, but not into the bones.

Tang Wen stayed.

Otherwise, this knife could kill him on the spot.

Tatata!
Sassen stepped back, and a horrific wound appeared from his lower left abdomen to his right shoulder.

The skin and flesh were turned outwards, and blood surged wildly.

After all, he is a sand pirate who has been fighting for many years, walking on the line between life and death, and licking blood from his knife edge.

There are plenty of emergency measures.

The muscles squirmed, and the power of darkness instantly healed both sides of the wound.

The bleeding stopped immediately.

Sassen's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty. The severe pain and fear allowed him to regain his ability to think.

Knife mansions!
He is not a sixth grader.

"Are you a sword master?!"

Sassen even thought it was ridiculous to shout out a sentence.

"Impossible, how can there be a master of swordsmanship in the world?!"

The spectators all broke through the defense.

Tang Wen's age is here.

They will inevitably have a suspicion that their martial arts training has gone into the dog's belly!
Tang Wen secretly complained: I am indeed not, I am only sixteen.

Well, a 16-year-old sword master.

"The sword light has appeared. What is he if he is not a master of swordsmanship? A sixth-grade Gangwu?!"

Someone asked back.

Everyone was startled.

The sixth grade.

Arabian Nights!

Impossible!

To hell with the day!

Everyone was more shocked than the other.

"Ahem!" Tang Wen coughed, attracting the attention of everyone in the room: "I retreated for 18 days, and finally gained some skills in swordsmanship. I barely managed to break through and became a master of swordsmanship."

There was silence.

What a master of swordsmanship!
After thinking for a while, Tang Wen added: "Sword skills are too difficult to practice. I learned swordsmanship for a year before I could barely break through to the master level. I'm really ashamed."

After saying that, he sighed and seemed very embarrassed.

His words were equivalent to the top scorer in the college entrance examination saying with embarrassment: "I didn't go to junior high school. I went to high school for a total of one year before I got a perfect score. The college entrance examination is too difficult. I'm really ashamed."

All spectators:? !
Face to face!

What did he say?
Listen!

Is this human talk?
One year to enter the sword master realm?

You call this too difficult?
The one with more complex feelings and deeper feelings was Sasen, the boss of the Thirteen Thieves on the field.

According to his character, he would admit death rather than defeat.

Now that we still have the strength to fight, we should fight tooth and nail.

But after Tang Wen said this, he was completely disheartened!

Such a genius, do you really want to fight him to the end?
It doesn't matter if you die.

Where are the brothers, wives and daughters?
The brothers must avenge themselves.

But who among them can take on Tang Wen?

The fate of his wife and daughter is even more obvious without even thinking about it.

The Thirteen Thieves are cruel, cunning, and fearless of death!

But not stupid.

Most of the anger in Sasen's heart dissipated, and he immediately folded his fists and admitted defeat: "Thank you very much, Seventh Young Master, for showing mercy! The Thirteen Thieves of Sand Sea are willing to join the Young Master! If there is any betrayal, the brothers will fight among themselves and the whole family will die!"

"Okay! You and I can't make a deal without fighting." Although he didn't kneel down, Tang Wen was very satisfied with him admitting defeat.

Especially looking at the face of the Sixth Young Master over there, his face turned dark.

He felt even happier.

Suddenly, a message from Sasen sounded in his ears again: "Young Master, since I have surrendered to your service, I have to say something. I came here this time because I was instigated by Sixth Young Master's subordinates. The instigator is now standing beside him Beside! Look, do I want to expose this?"

As the eldest brother of the Thirteen Thieves, he has enough brains.

Tang Wen understood that he wanted to accept the certificate, and it would be bad if he didn't accept it.

Without hesitation, he directly transmitted the message to Shui Yun.

The latter remained calm and agreed readily after hearing this.

Just when everyone was watching Tang Wen accept the general, Shui Yun suddenly attacked:

"Wait a minute! Sassen, there is one more thing you haven't explained clearly! You challenged the Seventh Young Master privately and stirred up such a storm. Was it your own idea or was it instigated by others?"

Why is the third lady asking?

Thirteen thieves were stunned for a moment, with a sincere expression.

To others, he was indeed surprised.

Without hesitation, he seized the opportunity and said immediately: "This, my subordinates dare not say anything."

The expressions of the Sixth Young Master and the man beside him suddenly changed.

(End of this chapter)