Zongwu begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 230 East Japan

Author: A singing rooster

Chapter 230 East Japan

Zhejiang, Giant Whale Gang!

Qiao Feng and Duan Lang went south and returned all the bodies. Nearly twenty years have passed, and almost a generation of people have changed in the world.

Although people from those families were very angry when they heard that their fathers or grandfathers died for no reason, they did not reveal it.

After all, Qiao Feng and Duan Lang were not from the Sword Sect, and few people took the initiative to target them. They just took the things politely and politely, and then gave them to the guests directly.

After crossing the Huaihe River, few people had anything to do with the Sword Sect. When Wuming and Qi Lin, who had just become famous, all regarded them as guests of honor.

So the two of them went south to Zhejiang without any obstacles.

"Master, let's go to the people from the Giant Whale Gang and ask them to help us preach the reopening of the Sword Sect to this martial arts sect. This saves time and effort, and it will save more effort than if we come to the door one by one."

Duan Lang sat at the tea stall and told Qiao Feng what he planned.

Qiao Feng nodded directly and said, "You will decide these things. Qi Lin said, I just need to ensure that you don't die and don't go astray."

Duan Lang stuffed a bun into his mouth and complained, "Master's request is too low, right? He doesn't feel sorry for me as an apprentice at all?"

Qiao Feng smiled and said, "You kid is in a blessing but not in a blessing. When I took over the Beggars' Sect, my master raised three major problems, just to complete them with one's own strength."

"Your master is afraid that you young men have just left the world and don't understand those tricks, they are killed by villains, and there is no place to collect the corpse, so we were sent here."

Duanlang ate a bun, ate it smoothly with tea, and said with a silly smile: "When I say this, my master really cares about me!"

"Silly words!"

Qiao Feng taught a lesson: "Your master doesn't care about you, who cares about you?"

"Eat quickly. After you finish eating, let's go to the Giant Whale Gang. I'll finish the post delivery work early, and I'll call out Xiaohuo too."

Duan Lang nodded and ate the buns in big mouthfuls.

Just on the table next door, someone suddenly slapped the table, pointed at the boss and cursed, picking on it.

Duan Lang raised his head, holding the bun in one hand, and looking at the people who were looking for trouble.

He went south and saw many scenes of fighting because of quarrels. At first he tried to stop him, but later he found that both sides who had fought because of quarrels were not good people.

Three times later, Duan Lang saw someone quarrel, so he no longer rushes to persuade him, but instead figured out the matter first.

This time, the two Japanese ronin were provoking trouble. He was wearing plain kimono, with two knives hanging around his waist, and spoke crappy Middle Earth dialect.

"Your buns are simply pig food, there is no meat in them. Can't I afford to pay?"

The boss smiled and said, "This guest, you ordered vegetarian buns, and you really didn't pay!"

"If you agree, we can exchange you a plate of buns. Just add a few more cents."

"Bad! I ordered meat buns. You are more vegetarian buns, so you look down on me, right?"

The two ronin were furious and pulled out the sword. One directly cut off the table, and the other directly cut towards the boss's neck.

bite!

The sound of weapons fighting sounded.

The boss of the bun shop did not lose his head, and he fell to the ground.

At the last critical moment, Duan Lang threw out the Fire Lin Sword, blocking the Tai Sword swinged by the two roninmen.

"Who dares to care about our affairs?"

The two ronin looked at the Huolin Sword standing on the ground, holding the sword, and the right hand was shocked and hurt, but it was impossible to show any fear.

Duan Lang flashed, came to the two of them, grabbed the Fire Lin Sword, turned his wrists, and the Sheathed Fire Lin Sword danced a sword flower.

When the customers in the store saw that they were going to fight, they took off their feet with oil. Even the boss didn't dare to collect money anymore. They ran to the back of the store and hid and refused to come out.

"Two, we are a great museum in China, and we have always been hospitable. We have always been a good explanation for those who are willing to make friends. We will be merciless in dealing with provocative people."

Duan Lang spoke while playing with the Fire Lin sword in his hand, staring at the two of them with a sharp gaze as sharp as the sword.

"You are seeking trouble without reason and wanting to kill people in the street. Is it a fool to deceive me, no one in China?"

It was the first time Duan Lang met Japanese people. He had only seen some related accounts in books before, and was not detailed, so he could not have any bad impression of them.

But when I saw these two ronin today, my impression of Japan plummeted.

Japan and China are not close, with a sea separated by a distance. Those who are willing to come out to fight are either heroes or villains.

There is no reason for me to be so unlucky. The first time I met Japanese people were just two bastards!

The two werewolfs saw Duan Lang's handsome appearance and his eyes were like swords. They knew that they felt the aftershock of the sword just now, and they felt a sense of badness.

"Boy, do you know who we are?"

"Here you come!"

Duan Lang curled his lips disdainfully: "The classic one is just to start shaking people. Can't it be a bit new?"

The two ronin didn't know what this meant, and thought Duan Lang was afraid, so he immediately said, "We are disciples of Wushen Jue Palace. Boy, if you kill us today, you will be against Jue Wushen, you

But I have to think about how many days your head can stay on my neck..."

"The Palace of Godless? The Palace of Godless?"

Duan Lang suddenly felt enlightened when he heard these two names. He knew about Guihu going to deliver the letter, but he did not expect that the other party would arrive so soon.

"I know if I'm afraid, right? If I know if I'm afraid, just..."

"Do you know what my name is?"

Duanlang interrupted the other party's words.

The two ronin looked at each other, but they didn't expect that there was any master in the Central Plains martial arts world that could match the appearance in front of them.

"My name is Duanlang, you are ronin, so today you should give it to me."

After saying that, Duan Lang held the unsheathed Fire Lin Sword and took action with a move that was "the sun is beautiful in the sky".

This move was quick and fast, and in an instant, it had already stabbed the two ronin's various acupoints around their hands and feet, causing them to collapse to the ground.

The two minions at the bottom are naturally not Duan Lang's opponents, and it is normal to lose.

According to Duan Lang's usual personality, he must have killed these two guys.

But the news that Jue Wushen arrived in the Central Plains changed his mind.

Duan Lang pulled out the sheathed Fire Lin sword and pointed it at the two people who were pointed at the acupoints, and said, "I'll ask you and answer, you can have a way out. If I don't feel satisfied, you'll be careful not to protect your head."

The two ronin nodded repeatedly, but they hadn't lived enough yet!

Duan Lang asked: "A few days ago, a man traveled to Japan to deliver a letter to represent the sword sect, do you know?"

"I know, the man's name is Guihu. He all Japanese warriors know about him breaking into the Wushen Jue Palace."

The two ronin themselves said everything they knew.

Duan Lang felt bad, Guihu was not a singular person, he continued: "Where is this person now?"

"Catched by Jue Wushen!"

(End of this chapter)