Chapter 526

"Maybe it's because it likes my character..."

Old seven smelled the speech, pursed his lips and whispered.

"..." Zhanlu's face sank and his eyes twinkled with endless cold.

Chengying sword is an elegant sword. How can you like the obscene character of Lao Qi!

This is the biggest insult to chengyingjian!

Zhanlu's eyes burst out with amazing killing intention. He had an impulse to kill his brother!

"Second brother, don't worry about old seven. He's a cheap man!"

Lao Si tai'a saw something wrong with Zhanlu's face and quickly opened his mouth to neutralize the atmosphere.

When Zhanlu heard the speech, his gloomy face eased a little.

Seeing this, tai'a hurriedly said, "second brother, these seven swords recognize the Lord and have their own fate. You should also remember how we obtained these seven swords three years ago!"

"The swords in the hands of your seven brothers are all famous swords. How did you get them?"

Wang Xiao, sitting on the throne, turned around and asked curiously at the six people in Zhanlu.

After Xuanyuan shot, he didn't have to clean up the mountain, so Wang Xiao was also happy to be free.

"My Lord, it's a long story. I'm afraid it will take some time." When Zhanlu heard the speech, the gloomy color on his face dissipated completely. He hugged Wang Xiao and said respectfully.

"It's all right. Now we have plenty of time. When you finish, your boss should finish."

Wang Xiao heard the speech, waved his hand and said with a light smile.

At this time, those Chinese forbearance in Japan have been entangled by experts in the soul seduction hall and the demon sealing hall. The shadow of the demon sealing guards in the demon sealing hall is strange, and one shot is a human life.

The current war situation can be said to be one-sided. He doesn't have to fight at all.

When Zhanlu heard the speech, he was silent for a few seconds. His eyes slowly showed a touch of color of memory, which was the opening. He laughed with Wang.

It turned out that their seven brothers in Zhanlu grew up in an orphanage. Although they are not related by blood, they are as close as brothers.

In the orphanage, there are only the old Dean and their seven brothers. There are no other orphans. The old Dean is ranked according to their age and their names are commensurate with numbers.

Since he was sensible, the old Dean was brought seven wooden swords and taught them fencing.

At first, the seven brothers felt interesting and learned to pick up the wooden sword. The way of fighting every day was to fight with the wooden sword against the wooden sword.

I have to say that the seven brothers have good sword training talents. In less than a few years, they have mastered the basic sword moves taught by the old Dean.

As they grew older, the brothers began to wonder why they practiced these things.

In today's society, even these things, do they go out to sell?

One day, Zhanlu couldn't help finding the old Dean. Why did they practice swords like this every day? The wooden sword has no power, and now in this world, it's not enough to eat!

The old Dean touched his head with a smile and said, "it's not time yet. When the time comes, he will naturally tell them what it's for!"

Zhanlu was young and didn't know what the old Dean meant. He wanted to ask again, but the old Dean didn't want to say more.

Therefore, Zhanlu can only give up.

Until three years ago, the old Dean was critically ill. Before he died, he called their seven brothers to the bedside and handed them a map, leaving only one sentence: "children, the time has come, and you are proficient in basic sword moves. It's time to get back what belongs to you!"

With that, the old Dean drove the crane West.

"How can I hear this story a little like a gourd doll?"

Hearing this, Wang Xiao touched his nose and whispered.

"Grandpa didn't die of old age, but was killed by bad people. Then seven gourd babies went to avenge the bad people?"

"..." he Qimin, the hearing of the six people in Zhanlu, heard Wang Xiao's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and six pairs of eyes stared at Wang Xiao bitterly.

"Cough..."

Aware of the eyes of the six people, Wang Xiao coughed awkwardly and said to Zhanlu again, "I'm a man with a little rich imagination. Go on!"

Zhanlu took back his eyes and remained silent for a few seconds, like sorting out the language, and then went on to speak.

Soon after the old Dean died, the orphanage was also demolished. As soon as the seven brothers discussed, they decided to look for what the old Dean said belongs to them according to the map.

It took them a month to finally find the punctuation on the map. It was a huge cave.

When they walked into the cave and saw the seven tombstones in the cave, they were all shocked. When they saw the famous sword inserted on the tombstone, they couldn't help hesitating.

The old six people are tall and powerful, but they are very timid. They are afraid to see which tombstones, but they still bear the fear and ask the other brothers that what the old dean asked them to take should be the swords on the seven tombstones?

The other brothers also looked confused. At this time, the eldest Xuanyuan also spoke. It seems that there are only seven tombstones and seven swords in the cave. These seven swords should be what they are looking for.

With that, the eldest Xuanyuan asked them to go and take it together, and Zhanlu had an intuition that the seven tombstones must be related to their seven brothers.

"Sword tomb with seven famous swords buried? I'm afraid the owners of the seven tombstones are not ordinary people!"

When Wang Xiao heard this, his eyes brightened and couldn't help saying.

Since ancient times, the sword has been the weapon of a gentleman, and those famous swords in the famous sword spectrum are more spiritual.

Those who can have famous swords must not be ordinary people!

"Yes!" Zhanlu nodded and said, "they are the sword owners of the previous generation of seven swords, but there is no name on the tombstone and there is a sword language!"

Speaking of this, Zhanlu's face became solemn and said in a deep voice: "these seven famous swords seem to be spiritual and can choose their own masters. It seems that only our thoughts are similar to those of the previous sword masters and the sword language on the tombstone can we be recognized by the famous swords!"

"Oh? Your epitaph, bah... What is the sword language of the famous sword in your hand?"

Wang Xiaowen said with an expression of interest on his face.

He doesn't find it strange that the famous sword chooses the master. This is something that can be heard from time to time.

The sword will be extremely sharp if it falls into the hand of the person approved by the sword. If it falls into the hand of the person not approved by the sword, the sword will be better broken than rigid!

"My Lord, my Zhanlu sword language is: hold my sword and behave like a gentleman, will you?"

Zhanlu said with a smile to Wang as he stroked his sword.

His whole body exudes the smell of a gentleman, as if Zhan Lujian nurtured his gentleman temperament

"Oh? Interesting." When Wang Xiao heard the speech, his face became more interested. He glanced at Xuanyuan who was fighting with Yamamoto and asked:

"What about your boss's Xuanyuan sword?"

Hearing Wang Xiao's words, Zhanlu's face suddenly became solemn, his waist was slightly straight, and several brothers behind him also looked solemn.

Seeing that the faces of the six brothers in Zhanlu suddenly became so serious, Wang Xiao couldn't help turning positive.

"The boss's Xuanyuan sword is the Yanhuang sword. Its sword language is..."

At this time, Zhanlu also spoke, and his voice was loud and powerful:

"How lucky I am in this life to be able to shed blood and cast body!"

Hearing Zhanlu's words, Wang smiled and looked at the Xuanyuan sword in Xuanyuan's hand.

When the bronze sword was waved, the air seemed to reverberate with the sound of dragons