Demon Hunter and His Hut

Because of their blind confidence in their own strength, even if the steps are stained with blood, there are still people who are lucky enough to rush forward one after another.

But slowly, as the blood filled the air, the cold reality reminded everyone that the young man who moved slowly was completely different from the other students the Jackdaw Sword Master had recruited in recent decades.

More cruel and more powerful.

Except for the first young man whose arm was cut off by Roger, everyone who challenged him after that was killed.

In many cases, killing is often the simplest and most rude means.

If you don't want to face the never-ending challenge, then use powerful means to tell everyone who is the prey.

The figure that originally appeared slowly retreated into the nearby bushes, and even if there were occasional people eager to try, they could be swept by Roger's icy gaze.

And the question that went straight to the bottom of his heart, he lost his courage in an instant.

Roger didn't walk fast, and he didn't seem to notice the people around him. During the battle, some new understandings gradually emerged from the traditions of the genre that he thought had been completely absorbed.

Integrate.

The voice of the Jackdaw Sword Master flowed from the bottom of my heart.

One step, two steps.

When Roger stepped onto the top of the mountain. Suddenly a number flashed in my mind.

Eight.

Yujian thirty-three, get eighth!

Solving is a fast and slow process, especially the last few genres, because each genre can be understood differently at the beginning.

But as the concept deepens, the paths and directions that can be chosen later become narrower. On this basis, it becomes extremely difficult for a single concept path to explain all the cultivation methods.

There may even be situations where the direction is wrong and you can't get an inch at all.

If this turns everything back on its head, this phase could last for a long time.

Ten or twenty years, or a lifetime.

Most people will choose a simple direction, or the path that their predecessors have taken, and spend the rest of their time accumulating spiritual power.

In this way, you can ensure that you can take the last step in your limited life,

Be the master of yourself.

But even so, even though there are many paths to follow, few have succeeded in taking that step.

And what Roger was going to do, or the direction chosen by the Jackdaw Sword Master Yata-ryu, was much more difficult than others from the very beginning.

But again, the benefits you get once you succeed are unmatched by other paths.

The Jackdaw Sword Master can prop up a sword hut by only one person, and make the lonely and cold Hanchuan one of the four major sword huts.

His power is evident.

The active thoughts were restrained, and the moment he stepped on the top of the mountain, Roger's eyes swept across and saw a familiar figure.

This is more shaking.

The other's thin face could not hide the surprise.

"You want to fight with me in the name of revenge, and I agree."

The Sword of Fate was inserted into the stone slab in front of Roger.

The blushes on the tough sides were full of blood and looked beautiful and evil in the sunlight.

Honda Akira's face became very ugly.

"You don't agree?"

Roger's fighting strength just showed is not at all like the strength of a middle stage fourth stage, and Honda's eyes flickered, obviously he had already given birth to retreat.

Roger took a step forward. The voice rose sharply.

"Fight or roll?"

Immediately, everyone in the field focused on Honda Akira's face, those eyes were like sharp swords, and Honda Akira gasped violently and raised his head suddenly.

"Okay, I accept your challenge on behalf of the Honda family!"

"bring it on!"

Roger pulled out the Sword of Fate on the ground, his wrist shook, and the crisp sound spread all over the mountain.

"We underestimated him."

The voice of the Barbarian Sword Master entered Gong Ze's ears.

"Perhaps this one is the student carefully selected by the Jackdaw Sword Master?"

"What about the previous ones?"

Miyanoro Chiyoko asked.

"Dead, of course it doesn't make sense."

Roger's palm slid across the sword. For some reason, although Morita Michibo's second transformation of the Sword of Fate had failed, it was strange that his new idea made Roger feel that he had more weapons in his hand. Lots of connections.

The previous Sword of Fate had too many imprints belonging to Greene, which may be something that Roger would never be able to erase.

But at this time these marks are fading, holding the weapon in his hand, Roger has a feeling that some people and swords are united, and his heart is full of pride.

He raised the weapon in his hand and was about to launch an attack, but at this moment, the opposite Honda Akira suddenly opened his hand.

"Wait a minute!"

"This is the hatred of our Bendo family, and you agreed just now."

The wrinkles on Honda Akira's face were crowded together, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"It's not me who is fighting you, it's the other members of the family!"

Roger didn't expect Honda Akira to be so shameless, Tan asked coldly, "Who is it?"

"I!"

A hunched, white-haired old man leaning on a cane walked out of the crowd.

Roger felt a utter death in him.

He understood something instantly.

This old man's life is coming to an end!

"I am Honda Yangping. The person killed by the Jackdaw Sword Master decades ago is my brother. I will fight this battle, do you have any opinion?"

Although the old man in front of him looked like he might die suddenly at any time, Roger knew that this was just an illusion of the other party at the end of his life.

He's going to work hard.

His purpose is to kill himself!

Roger raised his head, his eyes swept across the crowd but found nothing.

"The contract has been concluded, and no one can stop this duel. Of course, you can also choose to admit defeat. As a price, I will cut off one of your arms and leave a permanent mark on your face!"

"Or you can choose to kneel down to me and pray to keep your arm!"

The old man stooped and said expressionlessly.

"As for whether I will agree..."

"Then it depends on whether your prayer can move me."

The old man's attitude seemed casual, but every sentence put himself in the perspective of the winner, and he used the stimulation of words to break Roger's peace of mind.

Roger raised his head, but a smile appeared on his face, "You reminded me, don't worry, I won't give you a chance to ask for mercy."

"Hum... I appeared here, and I didn't plan to live!"

As soon as the words fell, the thin body of the old man suddenly swelled, but in an instant, he changed from a thin old man about one meter five to a strong man with a height of more than two meters.

The thick blood vessels on his body are densely arranged, forming a strange pattern.

"Hey!"

"I have three months to live, how many years do you have?"

"Haha, your bones look very young, maybe you still have 130 years to live, it's really a good deal to trade three months for 130 years!"

"The Jackdaw Sword Master is about to die. After he dies, will there be any eggs under the nest?"

"Sooner or later death is the same!"

"The so-called Hanchuan is just a short-lived force, and your death is the beginning!"

Roger finally understands that Honda Akira's hatred for him is not limited to the so-called old age, and there may be other things mixed in it.

Roger instantly thought of a lot, and there may be the power of Tengu Shrine surging in the dark.

Concentrating, he clenched the weapon in his hand and focused on the old man in front of him.

Because after releasing all the spiritual power, Roger felt the powerful pressure on the opponent.

That is the power that belongs to the fourth stage high stage!

This is a guy who has reached the realm of transcendence!

Although it is only the most superficial psychic power, it can reach this level, even if it is not as subtle as Yata-ryu, the accumulation of power alone can form a terrifying suppression.

"Twenty years old, in the middle of the fourth stage, the Jackdaw Sword Master really taught a good student."

All the white hair on Honda Yangping's head fell off, revealing a bald head, followed by a surge of spiritual power, a...

Uh……

A turtle's head appeared behind Honda Hinata's head.

Mysterious turtle.

A powerful guardian spirit known for its defensive power.

The... head disappeared quickly, and immediately after Honda Hinata's arms appeared two gauntlets covering the entire forearm.

The arm armor has a sharp edge and an arc-shaped front. This is an offensive and defensive weapon.

"Yagata-ryu's swordsmanship is exquisite and wild, but can your attack break my defense?"

Honda Yanghei raised his hand, and the moment he crossed his hands, a tidal wave of spiritual power poured out of his body.

【King Kong】

Honda and his guardian spirit, the mysterious turtle, maintained a peculiar resonance state. A layer of transparent spiritual power armor appeared on the surface of his body. The surrounding spiritual power poured into the body, and then the armor disappeared into his skin. middle.

The burly body exuded an indestructible aura, and the spiritual power that enveloped the entire field in the next second was suddenly buckled upside down, and Honda Yanghei's body spun rapidly.

As if he had formed a clone, his figure was everywhere.

【Ferocious top】

The spiritual power in Honda Yangping's body is one level higher than that of Roger. Although the difference is only a small level, it is far from the world after the fourth level.

Roger didn't plan to hit hard, his body moved quickly, and the sword of fate swung out at an extremely fast speed.

His eyes were steady, but his seemingly random attacks were fast to the extreme.

The body that was close to being able to spin Honda Yanghei abruptly stopped abruptly!

laugh!

There was a harsh metal friction sound in the field, and Honda Hinata's body reappeared. At this time, his arms were crossed, and between the two arm armors was the sword of fate that Roger stabbed.

One end of the Sword of Fate was held in Roger's hand, while the other end had passed through the gap and pierced into Honda Hinata's forehead.

But at this time, Honda Hinohei, who should have been hit hard, was arrogant.

There was a strong metallic luster on his body, and it was this light that formed substantial energy, and the Sword of Fate in Roger's hand stopped abruptly two inches from Honda's forehead!

"Your swordsmanship is terrifying!"

"Even the famous Yatagasaki can't reach your level when you are your age!"

"No! No, at the age of twenty, swordsmanship can achieve this level, and neither can the Jackdaw Sword Master!"

"Hey, what a pity."

"The dead have no future!"

Roger's pupils shrank, and his inattentive state was just his disguise. In fact, he had almost reached the limit of his current spiritual power, whether it was the speed angle or the strength of the sword just now.

But even so, his attack could not break through the opponent's defense?

This kind of defense is too exaggerated.

And it is simply unimaginable, if the other party can cultivate to the level of a sword master, can someone really kill him? !

Just as Roger was thinking, Honda Hinata's attack did not stop.

"burst!"

A roar of familiar power bounced back from Hondo Hinata, and Roger felt a tingling in the wrist holding the sword. It was his own power.

At this moment, he thought of his excitement when he combined Quinn's seal with swordsmanship. At that time, he thought that if he mastered several swordsmanship casually and formed a unique sword seal, he could climb to the peak of power.

It's ridiculous to think about it now.

Something like that exists in the legacy of many genres, and it's done better and stronger!

Bang!

Under the impact of the powerful force, Roger flew into the air like a cannonball, and before he landed, a burly figure appeared in front of him.

【Pull out the cloud】

Honda Yangping's eyes were hideous, and he laughed wildly: "Hahaha, really happy, can end a genius's future at the end of his life, is there anything more exciting in this world than destroying a person's future? !"

Dangdang!

Naturally, Roger would not sit still. The age difference between the two was more than 100 years old, but in terms of the understanding of swordsmanship, standing on the shoulders of giants, receiving the personal biography of the Jackdaw Sword Master, and the blessing of the Heart of the Sword made Roger even better.

But the spiritual power accumulated by Honda Yangping was enough to crush Roger.

This is an unreasonable drop technique.

He slashed at Honda Yangping with several swords in a row, but the golden light on the surface of Honda Yangping's body only trembled slightly and quickly returned to normal.

"Weak weak weak, your attack is too weak!"

At the juncture of crisis, Roger became surprisingly calm, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, no longer paying attention to Honda Hinata's attack, but focusing on the spiritual power circulating around him.

Royal thirty-three, the art to solve the eight.

Roger caught a flash of spiritual light in his heart, but at this time, his heart was divided into two uses, and the movement of his hand was naturally a beat slower, and Honda Yanghei seized the opportunity and smashed it from the sky to the ground!

boom!

As we all know, Yatagararu's swordsmanship has always been good at attacking, and defense is their weak point. Even if Honda Yanghei is not a leader in attacking, a span of one level is enough to inflict heavy damage on Roger.

Kaka…bang!

Even with the blessing of Onmyoji, Roger still smashed a shallow pit into the ground after landing, and Honda Hinata descended from the sky with manic power.

He felt the vitality draining from his body, and decided to go all out and end the battle in the next attack!

"A lot of the truth is the same, you don't need to know how you work, just find the flaws..."

"Will suffice!"

Roger opened his mouth and said, with a gleam in his eyes, he finally understood the root of the Jackdaw Sword Master's strength and the reason for his disdain for all genres.

In the next second, Roger raised his hand and blocked the entire space at the same time as the sword was drawn.

The same Alder sword mark has different release methods.

The explosion-like energy was not triggered, and the collision between the different forces unexpectedly formed an instant balance.

In the eyes of outsiders, time seemed to freeze, and even Honda's movements stagnated for a moment.

Seeing this scene, other people in the field did not notice any abnormality, but the face of the barbarian sword master who was watching the battle from a distance changed wildly.

"This is not Yatagararu's swordsmanship!!"

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