I Became an Anonymous Boss

No one dared to laugh out loud. When the others were at a loss, someone took off the water bag on his body and threw it over.

The young man unscrewed the water bag, tilted his head up and poured the water down, pouring into his mouth without falling, like a long whale sucking water.

"Thanks."

After he ate half of the pancake in his hand, the gunpowder smoke floating below slowly dissipated.

Outside the city is already a mess.

The originally well-maintained official road has not even a scum left, and the ground has collapsed for more than ten meters, and the ground is one after another connected with meteor craters.

In the center of the crater, only a small piece of soil barely remained intact, and finally a pile of soil about ten meters above the ground has been formed. It looks precarious, and it seems that it may collapse at any time.

The burly old man standing in the middle of the hole had a lot of damage to his clothes, almost half of his arms and upper body were bare, and a few shallow new wounds were left on his body full of old scars, with a little blood dripping down.

Lie Sheng was injured.

Avalokitesvara Sect practitioners in the distance all suppressed and exclaimed.

They followed Lie Sheng for three full days, and they didn't miss a single battle. This was the first time they saw him get injured.

Although he didn't draw his sword, the other party also hasn't drawn out the vision of the Heavenly King.

Just because of the fact that he "injured Lie Sheng", he is enough to firmly sit in the top three of the rankings, surpassing almost all the masters of the Heavenly King Realm within the first six years.

"Does it hurt?" the young man asked unambiguously with the cake in his mouth.

"The long-lost pain." The old man touched the scratches on his body and laughed loudly: "Not bad, very good, very comfortable!"

"Sit down and have a rest when you're tired, there's no need to hold on." Bai Taki said calmly, crossing his legs, "You need elders."

"You're always strong! It's you, it looks like you're wearing a lot."

"I haven't eaten or drank water for three days and three nights. After putting in so much effort, I need some nutrition." Bai Taki licked his lips: "It's just that it's a bit boring to eat. There is no wife in the wife's cake, just like a holy saint or a saint." , are you right?"

The young man's faint sarcasm almost knocked the crowd of people watching from the sidelines into shock, frightening them out of their wits.

The old man outside the city is actually a martyr?

Many of the soldiers here grew up listening to the old man's stories, thinking that the true self in the fairy tales they had heard in childhood appeared in front of them, and they were inevitably dumbfounded and scalp numb.

This old man is a martyr, who is this young man?Which old monster is it?

The hearts of the watching crowd were overwhelmed, and the five mountains collapsed.

The parties involved are still in constant verbal confrontation.

"Stinky boy, it's a pity that you don't become a Confucian scholar."

Lie Sheng didn't care about the other party's ridicule, but just shook his sleeves.

"This sword is quite impressive, and the old man is almost unable to block it. When encountering this move in ordinary heavenly kings, he can only choose to flee and avoid it. If he meets head-on and has no power to continue, he will be exhausted by you sooner or later."

Shirataki laughed it off.

He is smiling on the surface, but MMP in his heart.

How much steel was consumed by this sword, he knows very well in his heart, this is still in the Southern Tang Dynasty, instead of being in a remote mountain forest, where can he borrow it?

If you spend thousands of dollars at a time, if you pay for it yourself, wouldn't it be very similar to the phrase "this is the time to go bankrupt".

No matter how good the quality of ordinary weapons is, the result of Zi Lei's advancement will only be wiped out.

Don't look at Shirataki's relaxed and freehand style, in fact, this trick just now cost at least one hundred thousand taels of silver...

A thousand swords, ordinary ordinary weapons, cost about ten taels, and those with better quality cost tens of taels. If they are forged with special materials, they cost hundreds of taels; sharp weapons are even more expensive, costing thousands of taels of silver. And there is no price.

Electromagnetic Yujianshu is good-looking and easy to use... It's just that the special one is a bit expensive.

Unless you are playing hooligans directly and don't pay back after borrowing, you will go bankrupt once you use it.

Shirataki took a bite, and when he was thinking about whether the money in his pocket was enough to pay for it, he had already eaten the last bite of the wife cake in his hand.

Adam's apple rolls.

The finished pie was like an omen.

Lie Sheng spread his palms, and the sound of the tide came from a distance. The capital of Nantang was far away from the coast, but almost everyone could hear the clear and audible sound of the tide, as if a ray of tide was coming, stormy sea, stormy wind, some kind of natural disaster is brewing to happen.

The crowd looked back at the capital, centered on a certain place, covered with black clouds, and violent winds swept across the ground.

A mammoth storm with a thick top and a thin bottom has become a sight.

"The knife comes—"

Only Bai Taki could clearly hear Lie Sheng's words.

The next moment, the storm condensed on the capital dispersed, and a knife flew out from the center of the eye of the storm, flying across the sky, leaving a straight trajectory.

This unsheathed knife disturbed the clouds in the sky, disturbed the thunder and black clouds that Bai Taki called.

The capital, which has been quiet for hundreds of thousands of years, has become the center of the storm.

The knife is the typhoon and the tide; the black cloud is the thunder and the heavy rain.

The magnificent scenery even makes people hear the auditory hallucinations of roaring thunder and storms.

Lie Sheng held the knife that Asuka threw into the forest.

Shirataki also looked down at the knife in his hand... This is not the first time I saw it, and I have seen it before.

When he saw this knife for the first time, he didn't think it was special.

At that time, the martyr was sitting in the Shenshan Temple, using the knife as a fire stick, and poked the firewood in the stove.

The former Liesheng was an old man rubbing ashes, smelling like firewood all over his body, and this knife was just a fire stick in his hand, like a farmer's chaffy wife, not beautiful at all, not delicate, not to mention scary, taciturn and honest duty.

Now everything is different.

The same knife feels like a world away, the difference between heaven and earth, cloud and mud.

When it wiped off the dust left by the charcoal fire, it finally revealed a peerless sharpness that was invincible in the whole world.

Lie Sheng held his favorite knife, his expression became solemn and dignified.

When he draws his sword, the last Jianghu road should come to an end.

"You already asked me."

"Next..."

"It's time to ask this knife of mine."

Knives have changed and so have people.

Lie Sheng who does not hold a knife is not number one in the world, the moment he holds the knife, he is truly invincible in the world.

"What's its name?" Shirataki asked.

The old man was silent, as if he didn't hear, his thumb slowly pushed the knife.

The action is like a slow replay of slow motion.

Before drawing his sword, Lie Sheng let out a breath, and after a long battle, he finally took the initiative to take a breath.

It is the most dangerous time for warriors to take the initiative to breathe. During a battle, warriors will choose internal circulation, one breath for two breaths, once they take the initiative to breathe out, it means that their energy is exhausted, and it often takes a long time to change one breath , unless the true qi is exhausted, it is almost impossible to use this method.

However, No. [-] in the world must not be judged by common sense. Even if he is taking a breath slowly, no one would think that he has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. He takes the initiative to take a breath, maybe it is just for a sense of ritual, or maybe it is He deliberately sold the flaw.

No matter which one, Shirataki did not act rashly.

He jumped down from the tower, staring firmly at the old man's fingers.

Calm, calm, depressed, tense, quietly...waiting for the knife to come out of its sheath.

I don't know how long I waited, and I don't know how many times the sound of wind, thunder and tide echoed.

Finally, Lie Sheng took a breath between heaven and earth.

Afterwards, the situation stopped.

Sitting in the snowy area for sixty years, he leveled the roads of rivers and lakes with one blow.

Shirataki saw a snow-white arc of light covering the sky, and he heard the crisp sound of his thumb completely pushing the blade out of its sheath.

When the knife turns into a gangster, you first hear the thunder and thunderbolt, and then you hear the vast tide.

That is hardly the sword energy, but the tide itself. The sword gang formed a white line, which tore apart the sky and the earth, forming a sea level alone.

This knife is a torrential situation.

What he cut out was not a knife, but mountains and seas.

Integrating the perception of heaven and earth into the sword technique, finally cut out the majestic vision of heaven and earth.

Hear the sound of water before the tide arrives; hear the sound of mountains when the snow falls.

What everyone saw clearly were avalanches and sea tides... A tide rising tens of meters high on the misty white sea, and a thin and deadly veil falling down from the majestic and majestic Kunlun Snow Mountain covered in silver.

This is not the vision of the heavenly king, but it is enough to smooth and surpass the vision of the heavenly king.

The momentum of the sword is already the momentum of heaven and earth, making one wonder if he has hidden a small world in the scabbard.

The overly majestic scenery is enough to make people unable to resist at all, not to mention that these scenery are all transformed by swords, and every strand of rushing water and falling snowflakes is the energy of cutting steel and breaking armor.

If the electromagnetic Yujian borrowed by Shirataki earlier was Heaven's Punishment and Thunder Tribulation, this sword will shake the sky and move the mountains to fill the sea.

So... how to take this move?

The answer is, can't handle it.

The sword is practiced, and it passes by a line, with a menacing momentum, and it will never return.

Shirataki was engulfed by the tide and avalanche, and his personal bravery was still fragile before the general trend of the world.

At the moment when the stranger was about to be overwhelmed by the torrential situation of the world, a shocking scene happened.

The tide and avalanche did not stop abruptly, but they did not go any further.

It was supposed to engulf everything and drag everything in front of it into the aftermath of destruction, but it was blocked outside.

The turbulent tide and heavy snow seemed to hit the embankment. The embankment was firm and would not be moved. The two forces competed with each other. .

The knife gang retreated, and the tide surged back, forming a majestic and magnificent tide of turning back.

Countless people were stunned, even the guards of the city stood there dumbfounded, with their mouths wide enough to stuff eighteen eggs.

Because it was this winding and slightly protruding city wall that stopped the knife.