The blood-colored long sword cut off the shackles of the huge waves and pressed against He Chengren's cheek and cried endlessly. He Chengren trembled his cheek and comforted the long sword.

Turning back and looking at Batu’s sword - this sword is called...Don’t forget your original intention! ~Give it to you!

Then close your eyes quietly!

Batu seemed to be in a daze!

Ye Wudao roared angrily: "If I don't show my power, do you think I'm a sick cat!"

He flashed and stood in front of He Chengren, who was like a statue of the unyielding God of War!

"Big Skin Boss!"

Ye Wudao's upper body clothes burst into pieces, and his muscles surged wildly. The muscles raised on his upper body were hard and solid, just like a pile of three feet tall Ye Wudao.

What is this? The Six Immortals of Bihai found that they could not avoid the attack. In the second sword formation, their huge fists fell like Mount Tai, and they broke the six long swords. The six people looked pale and then sprayed a mouthful of black blood from their mouths one after another.

Ye Wudao punched out two more times, but the Six Immortals of Bihai were still in danger. He held the broken sword and cast the spell together. The surging fairy energy in the sea spread out a divine light, and fixed his fist. It would only take a slight difference to the Six Immortals of Bihai in a heavy blow, but the slight difference was a thousand miles away. Ye Wudao's fist light was difficult to enter at all.

However, the Six Immortals of Bihai did not notice that the slender legs covered by Ye Wudao's huge muscles swept like thunder, a medium-sized man who was neither tall nor short.

The man's already pale face added a strange flush, and then the broken sword in his hand came out. The six-person sword formation was disrupted, and each of them was trembling all over his body, which was extremely painful and backfired!

The man's face was filled with regret, and a stream of blood spilled out of his mouth, falling heavily to the ground and said in a speechless manner: "You... Ni~ How... Know... Puchi!"

Ye Wudao sneered and said, "I have been observing your six brothers for a long time. You have been changing your heights in a cycle, but you have never changed to the shortest height. Do you care too much about being the shortest and worst among the Six Immortals in the Blue Sea! Sword energy!"

As soon as Ye Wudao's words fell, his muscle-covered palms slapped the ground hard.

The man's throat kept surging up and down, and another mouthful of blood was sprayed out. He was ejected by the huge vibration force on the ground and was pinched by Ye Wudao's two rock-like muscles. He could not move. His eyes were protruding, and his face was ashen, and his finger-sized blue veins spread out. Finally, his body was weak and drooped, sliding down from the gap between Ye Wudao's muscles. He had already died of death.

"Sixth brother!" The other five people from the Bihai Six Immortals were furious when they saw this. A blue wave in their hands was rippling with six water-knuckle swords solidified, and they stabbed Ye Wudao in their respective positions.

"Clang~Clang~Clang~Clang~Clang~"

The long sword was like hitting a huge mountain range and could not cause any damage to Ye Wudao. However, drops of water fell quietly on Ye Wudao. The five of them separated their distance and fought with Ye Wudao. Ye Wudao also went to the magic to cause huge damage to them and stalemate to each other.

"You little beggar, the little bastard wants to be a peerless swordsman! Bah!" Several gorgeously dressed children were insulted and beaten by a bloody man with ragged clothes.

The blood man didn't move at all, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world in his arms. Even those children took off their pants and urinated on him, they were indifferent.

Suddenly, a child in white flashed with a faint red light on his feet and kicked the blood man away. Another child kicked the blood man's back with a sudden kick. The wound on the blood man's body healed and cracked and bloody, falling heavily to the ground. The treasure in his arms fell down - a wooden knife!

A child quickly picked up the wooden knife: "Yoyo! Come and listen!"

"No matter how many difficulties and dangers, don't forget your original intention and give it to the peerless swordsman in the future - He Chengren!"

The child in white who first launched the attack suddenly snatched the wooden knife and broke it, smashed it on the blood man, and said with disgust: "It's just the dirty product of my father and a humble maid after drinking. He also wants to insult our sword alliance! It's unforgivable!"

The blood man raised his head and looked carefully and would never be more than seven years old, but his unwavering eyes made his heart tremble. The eyes were definitely not something a child could have.

The blood man got up with difficulty and shouted: "Mom said that as long as I persist, it will be a matter of time before I become a peerless swordsman!"

Dragging the broken knife, he ran and slashed at the boy in white.

"Peng!"

"The unruly rushing around, the bastard is the bastard!" The child in white kicked the bloody man.

He turned around and left with a few children, but the blood man got up and ran and slashed at the child in white.

"I don't know what's wrong!" "Peng!" Another sharp kick.

Another attack!

"Take trouble for oneself!" "Peng!"

The attacks were repeatedly and they were knocked away again and again, as if there was a magical force supporting the blood man to become more and more enveloping, while the red face of the child in white on the other side was covered with sweat.

Another knife came, and the child in white did not avoid being slashed on his head by the broken wooden knife. A flower bloomed and then fell into a coma.

The children who were with the boy in white carried him away in panic and said viciously: "He Chengren, you little bastard are waiting for the anger of the leader!"

However, the blood man held the broken knife as if he hadn't heard it and murmured: "Mom, my knife is broken. Can I still be a peerless swordsman?"

"This long sword is given to you, um~ just call it not to forget the original intention knife!" A gorgeous boy handed a long sword to the blood man.

The blood man subconsciously reported the long sword to his arms, and looked around with dark eyes and finally turned his eyes to the slightly sad boy in front of him!

He handed the long knife back to the gorgeously dressed boy with reluctance in his eyes!

The gorgeously dressed boy looked at the sadness on the face of the bloody man in front of him and was replaced by surprise.

"Why?"

The blood man raised his chest, raised his head and said crisply: "My mother said she would not receive any reward without merit, and she also said not to make friends with cowardly people who have no fighting spirit and no ideals!"

The gorgeous boy was stunned. This time he came to Piaoxuecheng to "Young Martial Arts Club!" All the limelight was snatched by his clan brothers. Even the young lady he liked kept circling around him. When he got angry, he fought with his clan brothers one-on-one, but he was defeated by the other party. He escaped from the mocking eyes of everyone. His energetic dream - becoming the number one sword in the world was also shattered. Now he felt uncomfortable with the sword! Until he saw this bloody man, his heart trembled violently!

The gorgeous boy walked away without looking back: "Thank you! I will become the number one man in the world - I'll wait for you!"

The blood man heard this and took the knife and shouted: "Don't forget your original intention! I am a peerless swordsman and are not afraid of you!"

The gorgeous boy gradually walked away, and the hearty laughter added a little warmth to the cold snow city.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!