Chapter 11

Unfortunately, it's still late!

A sword seals the throat.

Zhang Er covered his neck, and blood burst from his fingers. His face was unbelievable.

He did not expect that Bai Jun, who had just knelt down and kowtowed to them, would grab his sword and dare to shoot them.

Because he didn't expect it, he was completely unprepared. He had been used to bullying ordinary people for two months, and he subconsciously regarded Bai Jun as an ordinary person.

In fact, Bai Jun is a martial artist. He is a martial artist in the condensed Qi realm, which is a big level higher than him.

He can't escape if he has mental calculation but not intentional calculation!

"Ding ~ congratulations on the success of the host's second killing!"

The sound of the system sounded, and Chen Hao didn't answer. He was watching the excitement now.

"Ding ~ whether to bind the third sword master Bai Jun."

"Bind!"

It goes without saying that Chen Hao, who has not seen blood for a long time, has long been hungry and thirsty.

He wished Bai Jun could kill more people.

Qin Feng stood beside Zhang Er and witnessed the scene of Zhang Er's murder. For a moment, he couldn't accept it.

"Draw the sword, fool!"

Brother Hu shouted loudly.

He was a few meters away from Zhang Er and Qin Feng, and he couldn't help at the first time.

"Qi sword cut!"

Bai Jun gritted his teeth and roared.

The white Qi wrapped the sword body. The long sword crossed, and Qin Feng's head flew high.

"Damn it!" Brother Hu roared and rushed up.

It's impossible for him not to be angry. Qin Feng is dead. It doesn't matter. There are no gangs on the street.

But Zhang Er's death is troublesome. After all, Zhang Dequan named him to take care of him.

Seeing brother Hu rushing fiercely, Bai Jun made a slight block and directly broke through the window of the house, followed by brother Hu.

Brother Hu gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Jun, today I'm going to break you into pieces!"

Bai Jun shouted hysterically, "I don't want to go to the arena. You forced me, you forced me!"

His eyes were full of despair and fear.

Bai Jun came from a good family and had a good talent for martial arts. When his father was alive, he had high hopes that he could concentrate on martial arts and at least become a master.

However, his perseverance was not good, and he was afraid of hardship. When his father died, he completely indulged himself and gave up halfway in his martial arts practice.

Bai Jun and brother Hu are both martial artists in the middle of the condensate realm. The two fight each other but a few moves, and Bai Jun shows a defeated image.

Bai Jun's martial arts have long been abandoned, coupled with gambling, long-term alcoholism, and malnutrition.

If brother Hu is a wolf, Bai Jun is a sheep.

Chen Hao was anxious at first sight. He didn't want Bai Jun to lose.

Although Bai Jun is not a thing, he doesn't like brother Hu, a gang warrior.

A big play has been constructed in his mind. Bai Jun, who was desperate, rose up and killed the three brothers of tiger, and then was chased by the iron Wolf Gang. Then he relied on himself to become stronger... The last man destroyed the iron Wolf Gang and left his legend in iron stone city!

What an interesting, inspirational and wonderful story!

He, Chen Hao's sword owner, should have a wonderful life... Even if this life is very short.

What should I do?

Chen Hao suddenly thought of killing the master to inherit this skill, which is the only help he can give to the sword master now.

He can see that brother Hu and Bai Jun both use yellow level martial arts. If he can teach Jin Zhengqiu's Xuan level inferior martial arts to Bai Jun, with the advantage of martial arts, Bai Jun may be able to turn the tables Jedi.

"Inherit the Xuan level inferior martial arts" wind sword formula "(Dacheng)!"

"Inheritance, please wait..."

At this time, Bai Jun suddenly felt a strange message coming into his mind, as if he had never seen an advanced martial art called "wind sword formula"!

The information is very comprehensive. It seems that as long as he fully absorbs this information, he can fully master this profound and powerful martial art.

As long as he can master it, he is likely to kill brother Hu and escape his life!

Just when Bai Jun was excited, his arm hurt. When he came to his senses, his right hand had been cut off by brother Hu's sword.

Brother Hu said in a gloomy way, "if you dare to lose your mind after fighting with me, you are simply looking for death!"

Chen Hao fell to the ground, speechless... Bai Jun was distracted at the critical moment!

Of course, he would not admit that it was caused by his untimely transmission of martial arts information.

All mistakes are Bai Jun's, and Chen Hao is right.

Bai Jun is too muddy to hold onto the wall!

Yes, that's it!

Then, Chen Hao saw with his own eyes how Bai Jun, who was crying and constantly kneeling for mercy, was brutally tortured and killed by the furious brother Hu.

"Ding ~ the host killed the master for the third time successfully!"

Bai Jun can be called Chen Hao's fastest dead sword owner. After taking the sword, he didn't live for three minutes.

Emmm... It's also a record. I don't know whether the later sword owners can surpass it.

After Bai Jun's death, brother Hu cut the body more than a dozen times, and finally picked up Bai Jun's long sword with a gloomy face. After all, it was Zhang Er's legacy.

Brother Hu met Zhang Dequan face to face, told Zhang Dequan the news of Zhang Er's death, and gave him the long sword.

Zhang Dequan looked at the long sword for a long time and didn't speak. Chen Hu knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move.

"As a martial artist, life and death depend on fate. It's his bad fate!" Zhang Dequan looked at Chen Hu and said slowly, "but you took two newcomers out to perform such a simple task, and you failed to protect them. Do you agree to punish them?"

Chen Hu gritted his teeth and said, "I recognize!"

"We have been fighting with the black tiger Gang recently. You should take the blame and make contributions!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Iron wolf sect, Arsenal.

A gang member of the iron Wolf Gang entered the armory, took out a long sword and threw it on the small table: "smell the lame, this is the weapon that the whole brother ordered to put in, you register!"

The iron door of the warehouse was opened with a creak, and a young man with a pale face and simple long clothes limped out.

He looked at the long sword carefully, and the young man called Wen lame hurriedly took an account book for registration: receiving the long sword, four feet two inches long, one and a half inches wide, with a small crack, a red blood drop pattern, and a top-level ordinary tool.

After the registration, the gang members carefully painted their autographs.

Whether it's a clan, family or gang, the library, Dan medicine storage room, and weapon warehouse are all important places. People who are idle can't enter. In addition to strict guard, there is a very strict system.

The iron Wolf Gang is no exception!

Every weapon has a number, and it must be strictly registered when it is sent in or taken away.

Only take the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.

Wen lame surname Wen, is also a lame, in the iron Wolf Gang guard Arsenal for five years, the real name is almost forgotten.

He has no backers in the gang, let alone relatives, and has been recognized by the administrator with his diligent working attitude.

However, because he is lame, the gang members generally don't think much of him.

Hearing the lame man returned to the warehouse and locked the iron door. Three weapon racks were placed on the three walls inside the warehouse, and various weapons were neatly placed on the weapon racks according to their categories and grades.

Most of them are ordinary swords.

Xuanqi level weapons, he is not qualified to contact.

Sitting on the chair, he drew out the sword and smelled that the lame man looked at the sword carefully.

The style of the long sword is ordinary, and it is the most common style in the market. I'm afraid the only thing that makes it prominent is the blood drop pattern. There is still red blood in the crack. If you have seen blood, his former owner may have suffered something unexpected.

Who is the former owner of the long sword? The smell of the lame man is not clear, nor interested in knowing.

However, it is estimated that it is not from the iron Wolf Gang. After all, this long sword has not been registered before.

He gently wiped the dust and residual blood stains on the sword with deer skin, and then wiped a little sword oil with cotton cloth to evenly smear the sword.

Three minutes later, he wiped back and forth with the original cotton cloth, which lasted for about 2 minutes. Seeing that the shiny sword body could almost shine on his face, he nodded with satisfaction and put the long sword on the shelf specially placed for the top-level ordinary tools.

There are only five top-level ordinary tools on the shelf, two long swords, a knife, a dagger, and a soft whip.

Recently, the iron Wolf Gang and the black tiger Gang have fought fiercely, and most of the top ordinary weapons have been taken away.