The warrior walked up to Liang Chuan, pointed a long knife at Liang Chuan's nose, and said something arrogant and arrogant that Liang Chuan could not understand at all. The more he spoke, the more proud he became, and his arrogance was all written on that wretched face.

Liang Chuan pretended to be scared and asked quietly: "What did he say?"

Ah Gou was frightened. She knew that dragons and snakes were mixed here. No matter what, she would not let Liang Chuan come to this place.

"He... He said he wanted to duel with you and asked you if you were scared to death. Why did you... in one night?"

Liang Chuan smiled and said, "We're here to eat all night, right?"

Ah Gou unexpectedly said: "Ah Cat, do you understand what they say?"

There was a coldness in Liang Chuan's eyes, as if a steel knife had been scraping through everyone's bodies.

Liang Chuan sneered: "How can I understand? As soon as they stick their butts out, I know what they want to do. Why do I need to guess?"

Ah Gou said anxiously: "Then what should we do...?"

Liang Chuan said: "Stand up and tell the general on the stage that we came in a hurry and didn't bring weapons. Is there any suitable weapon in the house that we can borrow first?"

Ah Gou asked anxiously: "Let's not compete with them. Let's admit defeat and go back."

Liang Chuan said: "Don't worry, I can defeat them. Just stand up and tell the general what I said loudly."

Ah Gou stood up weakly, looking so weak among a group of tigers and wolves. She repeated what Liang Chuan ordered, and everyone burst into laughter as soon as she finished speaking.

A samurai forgets to bring his sword when he goes out? Can he still be called a samurai? What's the difference between a monk going out and saying he can't recite sutras and a general going out not being able to lead troops? Isn't this a liar?

The general asked in surprise: "What weapons are you good at?"

This general can speak Chinese, so I have to translate it step by step.

Liang Chuan said: "Any weapon is fine, the heavier the better!"

The general was overjoyed and ordered someone to bring up a long sword. This was also a sword, simple and unpretentious in appearance.

Liang Chuan patted his butt and stood up, looking down at the little dwarf in front of him. The warrior was startled by this momentum and couldn't help but take a step back.

Liang Chuan took the long sword, pulled out the sword and slashed it twice in the air, and said to the general: "This weapon is too heavy and does not fit in my hand. Please change it to a heavier one." After speaking, Liang Chuan threw the sword away like garbage.

servant.

Everyone just thought that Liang Chuan was maliciously delaying time, and they insulted Liang Chuan for being shameless. Liang Chuan didn't understand anyway, so he just thought it was a bunch of ducks quacking.

The general also asked someone to bring up a naginata. There was no naginata in the Song Dynasty. Generally speaking, this long-handled weapon is very heavy and requires a lot of skill to use it well. It is a bit difficult for the servants to carry it.

Liang Chuan took the naginata, weighed it, shook his head, and returned the weapon to the servant.

Everyone was really angry. Even the naginata was too weak. Did this kid want to fight with a hammer? The whole hall was filled with curses. If the samurai hadn't already taken the opportunity to fight Liang Chuan, they would have wanted to come up and teach Liang Chuan a lesson.

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The general frowned and thought for a while. After a while, he called his servant and whispered a few words. The servant was stunned for a moment, confirmed with the general, and walked out of the palace.

After a moment of burning incense, two servants entered the hall carrying a broadsword that Liang Chuan had never seen before. The two servants used their strength to drag the knife into the hall almost at the same time, sweat dripping from their foreheads.

, just looking at this stance, this knife only weighs thirty or forty pounds.

This large sword is more than five feet long, which is similar to the length of a naginata. However, the strange thing is that the blade of this sword is extremely thick, it looks a few inches thick, and the length of the blade is also extremely ridiculous. The blade is three feet long, and the handle is only over two feet.

As soon as the sword appeared, it shocked the whole audience. All the samurai who wielded the sword took a breath of cold air almost at the same time. Let alone fighting, this sword can defeat others just by showing it. Who can escape under this weapon?

Once?

The general said in standard Chinese: "This weapon is a magical weapon brought back by the Tang envoy who was sent to the Tang Dynasty. It used to be called Mo Dao in your Tang Dynasty. It's a pity that none of us can use this magical weapon, so we keep it in the warehouse.

After more than two hundred years, the sword is still murderous!"

After the general finished speaking, he looked at Liang Chuan expectantly and added: "You said the weapon is too light, this one should be suitable for you."

Mo Dao! This turned out to be Mo Dao, the divine weapon that founded the Tang Dynasty! Even gods like the Great Song Dynasty have been lost. I didn’t expect to see the magnificence of such a divine weapon again in this world? No one in the world would have thought of it.

The sharp weapon for riding can now only be seen in this island country in the East.

Liang Chuan took the Mo Dao in surprise, held the handle with one hand, and swung it with the other.

His left and right hands alternated and wildly waved the Da Mo Dao. Such a heavy weapon was swung so fast in Liang Chuan's hand that the shadow of the knife was almost invisible.

What is showing off? This is naked showing off! Liang Chuan, the two servants carrying the big sword that was about to vomit blood, picked it up one by one, and danced vigorously, making a whirring sound wherever the blade passed, and all the warriors present

I was dumbfounded. Is this still a human being?

It is indeed a good weapon! It is ingenious and workmanlike, and its weight is sharper. With one strike, both men and horses can be shattered. It is truly a divine weapon!

Liang Chuan stopped his frightened appearance and pretended to be dead, imitating a warrior and said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, don't you want to challenge me to compete in martial arts? Come on!"

The warrior swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his back was wet with cold sweat. He looked at the wide-open Liang Chuan, and then looked at the sword that was taller than him. How can these martial arts be compared? This is suicide!

Liang Chuan said: "If you don't come, I'll be killed!"

After saying this, Liang Chuan's momentum suddenly changed. He was like a god of war descending from the sky, gripping the handle of the knife with murderous intent. He let out a loud roar like thunder on the ground. He wielded the Mo Dao and slashed hard at the warrior. The blade carried a strong force.

It blew the hair of the guy sitting next to him crooked.

The warrior was so frightened that he even raised his sword to block Mo Dao's power.

It's a pity that this is Mo Dao. Before Mo Dao, both men and horses were shattered, let alone a samurai sword that was as small as a knife.

Liang Chuan cut off the samurai's long sword, causing the samurai to take advantage of the situation and roll out on the floor in embarrassment. The long sword that the samurai regarded as life was split into two.

Liang Chuan caught up with him, raised his sword over his head, and the blade fell from the sky, with the momentum of an overlord lifting a cauldron, intending to split the heaven and earth with this sword.

The samurai competing in the competition had also seen that the blade was extremely close to his face. He was frightened by Liang Chuan's domineering posture, his mind went blank, and he had no time to dodge.

Everyone stared at all this with their mouths open. If the sword were to go down, the warrior would be broken into pieces.

The blade missed the warrior's face by just an inch. The warrior's face could feel the coldness of the blade. Liang Chuan put the sword away, but the warrior was so frightened that his blood flowed all over his crotch!

The outcome has been decided!

Liang Chuan didn't dare to really cut it down. He stopped the sword at the last moment. Although this kid was annoying, he would kill people randomly and hurt his moral character and would attract enemies. As an outsider, there was no need to cause trouble.

Liang Chuan slammed the knife on the ground, and the thud of the knife handle was heard far away. Liang Chuan looked around the hall and yelled: "Who else is there?"

The whole hall was extremely quiet, so quiet that there was not even a sound. Just that slash and sheath of the sword established Liangchuan's status as the God of War. Not just anyone can use that sword, and not just anyone can use that slash.

They can all hold it back. This is what it means to say that each arm is able to control and stop as one body.

Is there anyone who is not afraid of death? Everyone is afraid of death. No matter how much he wants to be in the limelight, no one wants to make fun of his own head. He will hold back every blow, but who can guarantee that he can hold back every blow?

The general saw it clearly in the palace and took the lead in cheering. All the warriors lowered their heads in shame and no one joined in.

"Come here, give the hero a reward! Hero, please take a seat. I want to toast you a toast."

There is a reward! So what are you waiting for? Liang Chuan went straight to the palace with a knife. When he got closer, he saw a person who scared him!

The general in the palace was looking at him with a smile. Although he had a mustache on his face, Liang Chuan was not a person who had never seen the world. Damn it, wasn't this person the same person he went to Wushan with in the hot spring ten days ago?

woman!

There are a few things that cannot be changed when a woman pretends to be a man. One is the Adam's apple. Women don't have an Adam's apple. Their whole neck is a smooth line to the collarbone. This face is exactly the same as the girl I saw. And their hands are slender and white.

Like Tiao Ou, the most important thing is her eyes.

Her eyes looked at Liang Chuan without any surprise, and she only had one meaning: I will choose how I want to die later.

That day, flesh against flesh, eyes facing each other, can Liang Chuan forget this look?

The more she smiles, the more scared Liang Chuan becomes. The warriors here are all working for her. All she can say is, if she can run away, the dog will die here.

The servant brought a large tray of copper coins to Liang Chuan. Liang Chuan was stunned on the spot. He actually gave the general of the island country to him, and the general of the island country turned out to be a woman!

The general asked the male voice: "Why, don't heroes despise these copper coins?"

Liang Chuan looked at his mustache and every word he said seemed to be hinting that he had eaten up and wanted to turn his back on others.

Liang Chuan turned around and said: "Thank you, General." Without any nonsense, he took the money and wanted to leave, but the General shouted: "Wait a minute!"

These two words almost made Liang Chuan tremble with fear.

The general walked to Liang Chuan and said, "The more you resist, the more excited you become. Why, did you forget?"

Liang Chuan looked at her face again, but there was no general's unruliness, only the cat-and-mouse banter, only the femininity and charm of a woman.

Oh my god, I still want to go back to the Song Dynasty, will this bitch be trapped?

Everyone in the audience looked at the two of them. They didn't know what nonsense they were talking about, but they all saw one thing. The relationship between the two people was definitely not ordinary. At least the general valued this man very much, otherwise he would have kept him and said so many words.
Chapter completed!