In the Blade

Until his head flew in the air, Han Qingqiu couldn't understand what he had encountered.

The moment his eyes met, Han Qingqiu knew that today's matter would never end peacefully - not to mention that he didn't intend to end it peacefully. No matter where this little giant came from or how tall he was, this was his territory after all, and not every outsider could come and make trouble.

What's more, he didn't know this little giant.

The "not knowing" here was not the kind of "not knowing" that ordinary people did. When ordinary people said they didn't know, at most they had never met each other, but for a knight like Han Qingqiu who was in charge of a place, he didn't know, which meant that he had never heard of this person.

Jianghu name? Place of origin? What skills? How powerful was his family? As the saying goes, people leave their voices behind and geese leave their traces behind. As long as it was a famous and capable person, even if Han Qingqiu hadn't seen him in person, he should have heard of him more or less - but this little giant had such obvious features, but he had no impression of him at all. What did this mean?

This means that this little giant is probably like the big man with the golden sword, a person without a foothold.

If the other party has no foothold and the two sides have a conflict, then it doesn't matter if he is killed. Anyway, the other party has a knife on his back and doesn't look like a good person. He is probably a bandit like the big man with the golden sword, and everyone can kill him.

If he was the old him, he might not be able to kill the giant man who is nearly two meters tall. After all, even if he has the ability to release evil spirits, those sword shadows are somewhat weak. However, the giant in front of him has obviously entered a state of extreme evil spirits entering his body. If they really fight, the other party may be able to withstand his sword shadows with just this strong body.

But now...

He has sword energy.

Just like he could collapse the cave with just a swing of the sword, he now holds real power in his hands. The size difference is no longer a problem. Even if the giant resists, there will be no danger. With his current strength, it is more than enough to kill those larger evil monsters. It is just an ordinary giant...

"Dog!"

Han Qingqiu instinctively swung the sword.

The sword energy was everywhere, which was a terrifying attack that could only be achieved by releasing evil energy. Even if a wall blocked him, it would probably be chopped to pieces on the spot.

And in front of Han Qingqiu, the sword energy was facing...

A slap?

"Bang!"

With just a muffled sound, Han Qingqiu's head flew up and spun into the sky.

Only the headless body that was still spinning fell to the ground, and blood spurted everywhere.

"It's really disgusting."

The little giant, or Du Chengfeng, couldn't stand this. It was very troublesome for him to change clothes, so even if this level of people was not worth his sword, he still swung the fire blade and cremated the splattered blood and the body on the spot.

The matter was indeed disgusting. After all, he didn't provoke anyone. He just had a meal nearby when he passed by here. He tasted the mushrooms made by the store, so he asked the source and came to pick some himself.

But who would have thought that he had only picked half a bag of mushrooms when the cave was blown down by someone.

Who is against him? Du Chengfeng didn't understand it. After all, judging from his current level, no one should be willing to trouble him. Could it be that there really was a new enemy who was ready to kill him?

So he simply crawled out of the ruins, ready to see who wanted to kill him, and ready to teach the other party a lesson.

But who would have thought that the man who dared to swing the sword at him couldn't even withstand his slap.

"So disgusting..."

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but curse.

He swears to God, he didn't think of killing anyone. He just slapped the other person in the face. Although it's not a good idea to hit someone in the face, he was almost buried alive. Just slapping him was already a very restrained move.

But who would have thought that the other person's head flew up after he slapped him. What does this mean?

Fake news? Want to label him a murderer?

How could he bear this threat? Besides, how could such a thing threaten him?

"Huh——"

Just blowing on the ground, the pool of ashes on the ground disappeared without a trace.

Yes, this kind of thing can't threaten him at all. After all, his cremation skills are now perfect, even more efficient than the real crematorium - the ashes burned in the real crematorium need to be smashed several times before they can be broken into powder, but under the efficient burning of the fire blade, a corpse can be completely turned into powder in just a moment, and everything will be gone with the wind.

"Alas, I have been here for too long, and I am almost assimilated."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng sighed.

Recalling when he first arrived, he just wanted to live a peaceful life. If he had to say what he wanted, it was probably to achieve a state of being content with a small fortune through his own efforts - but who would have thought that under the pressure of life and death, his efforts seemed to be a bit too much. At least for him now, compared with the past, it is far from it.

When facing Yang Sanlang who wanted to kill him again and again, he didn't really kill him, but now he can easily cremate a person without changing his face.

"This is not good, not good." Du Chengfeng shook his head when he thought of this.

He asked himself that he was not the kind of extremely bloodthirsty person, nor was he the kind of martial arts madman who enjoyed killing people. Compared with fighting, he valued life itself more - if he was facing a life-and-death crisis, it would be understandable to kill the enemy in order to survive, but now that he has the power to protect himself and has lived the peaceful life he wants, is it really necessary to kill people?

There is really no need. He is a reasonable person. What can't be talked about?

He has always been easy to talk to.

"Oh, yes, except for those who touch porcelain."

Thinking of the situation just now, Du Chengfeng silently added one more thing.

Once again, it is not his fault. He just wanted to slap him. Who would have thought that the swordsman's head would fly like a helicopter?

But at least he helped the swordsman cremate for free, and did not charge funeral expenses, so it was a clean slate.

"Oh, really..."

Shaking his head, Du Chengfeng leaned down and tried to pick up the mushrooms scattered on the ground one by one.

This kind of thing can only be regarded as a small episode in life for Du Chengfeng now. Although it is not common, it is not rare either. It is probably similar to seeing a dog on the street. Of course, this is just a way of description. As a civilized person, he still does not treat people and dogs equally.

So after picking up these mushrooms, Du Chengfeng flew away.

He also has to go to the previous store to learn how to cook mushrooms. After all, it is quite dangerous to eat these colorful things.

Flying is naturally taking off from the spot. This is also the most common way for Du Chengfeng to travel now. After all, with his current huge body, it is inevitable to encounter a lot of troubles when walking on the road-so most of the time, he usually flies directly to the vicinity of the destination, then lands and walks for a while, so that he will not scare people because of his huge body, nor will he scare people because of flying in the air.

He has always been very easy to talk to, and he is also very careful not to cause trouble to others.

But the Han family servants outside were in trouble.

Han Qingqiu decided to go into the mountains alone, so the servants could only wait outside. Whether Han Qingqiu was seriously injured and ran away, or Han Qingqiu returned victorious, there would always be someone outside to support him and lend a hand. But the problem was here. They waited and waited until dark, but Han Qingqiu didn't come out.

"This..."

Several Han family servants began to wonder what happened?

Fighting until now? Not likely, after all, they haven't heard any shouting and killing until now. But if they searched until now...then their young master should have come back, right? As the saying goes, there is no shortage of hungry soldiers in war. After searching for a whole day without any results, they should go back to eat and drink first, and then come back to fight?

"Or... let's go in and take a look?"

Several Han family servants discussed it and finally decided to go in and take a look.

Indeed, this kind of thing is very dangerous, but it will be even more dangerous if Han Qingqiu cannot be found. In this case, if Han Qingqiu does not go back and they go back, how will the people in Han's fort look at them?

The young master is fighting hard in the front, and they are roaming in the back. They don't even need to fight, and they can become deserters. How can they survive?

So no matter what, they have to go in and take a look. No matter what Han Qingqiu is in, they must find this young master to feel at ease.

However, after these Han family servants searched for a while, the worst situation occurred.

They did not find Han Qingqiu.

But they found the Qinglan sword that Han Qingqiu never left.

"Ah this..."

The servants were numb at the time.

What does it mean to never leave? It means to carry it with you when eating and sleeping. Han Qingqiu may not have invested too much energy in martial arts, but in swords, he is really thinking seriously about how to use this Qinglan sword - not a sword technique or sword move, but this Qinglan sword alone.

Just like keeping a wooden stick by your side for a long time, and getting used to using it to work, the stick will become as easy to use as your arm. Han Qingqiu also had this idea. He kept the sword with him all day, which made Han Qingqiu very familiar with the Qinglan Sword.

But now...

The sword is there, but the man is not.

"Where is the young master?"

The servants were already sweating. This kind of thing was not something they could bear.

But no matter how hard they tried, they had to bear it. One servant ran back to report the news, and the rest of the servants simply surrounded the Qinglan Sword - they didn't dare to really leave. If someone took the sword away after they left, Han Qingqiu would probably chop off their heads on the spot if he came back.

But they couldn't pick up the sword and take it back.

As servants of the Han family, they are just a group of ordinary people, but the Qinglan Sword is an incredibly vicious weapon. If they pick up the sword, the evil spirit will enter their brains immediately and they will turn into crazy warriors who kill anyone they see. That is something even more unacceptable.

Of course, it’s not that no servants have thought of some unrealistic things, such as quietly picking up the sword. If they can survive the erosion of the evil spirit and become the master of the Qinglan Sword, they may become a strong man with power and enjoy wealth and glory. But the problem is that there is more than one person next to the Qinglan Sword. Who is willing to watch others pick up the sword?

If others pick up the sword, it means playing a joke on everyone’s life, so no one can take this sword, no one can.

“A bunch of trash!”

Such a voice came from somewhere.

“If you don’t take it, then I will take it!”

“What…”

Before several servants could react, a dazzling golden blade flashed in the night sky.

If Han Qingqiu was still alive, he might sigh that the old man who led him the way was really telling the truth.

The man who appeared in front of the servants was actually the golden sword man Song Yan. This former bandit leader was actually recovering in this mountain.

However, Song Yan, the man with the golden sword, was not stupid enough to look for the location of a cave. That would only make him uncomfortable. For safety reasons, he used the sword to dig a hole in the mountain, and then shook the soil to bury himself halfway up the mountain. Since the hiding place was relatively steep and his disguise was too good, no one would find out.

As for the news that he was in the mountain, of course he deliberately let it out. Now his injury has healed a lot, at least it will not delay his sword swinging. After considering that Han Qingqiu's recovery speed must be faster than his own, he decided to take the initiative to attack. The time when Han Qingqiu was most confident must also be the time when Han Qingqiu was most careless, which was also the most suitable time for him to use his sword.

Han Qingqiu would never have thought that he would take action when he was halfway through his injury.

But he also didn't expect that Han Qingqiu would actually throw his sword on the ground.

Could it be a bait? The man with the golden sword didn't know, but after confirming that it was indeed the Qinglan Sword, he still wanted to give it a try - but the reality was that until he killed those servants with a sword and grabbed the Qinglan Sword in his hand, Han Qingqiu still didn't show up, and he still didn't encounter any ambush.

"What's going on? Why don't you even want your own sword?"

The man with the golden sword was quite puzzled. He really couldn't figure out what was going on.

But with a sword in hand, he didn't need to think too much. Anyway, Han Qingqiu without the Qinglan Sword was almost a waste. On the contrary, he had an extra sword. Although he didn't use it well, he might be able to sell it to do a favor.

But before that, he had to do something more important.

That was to find a place to fill his stomach first.