The Night Watchman of Another World: I know a lot of things

Yang Qing's hand holding the knife was instantly struck by lightning!

It felt like he had blocked two of the opponent's swords at the same moment.

The sword was just an enhanced version of a bamboo sword stab. Although it was powerful and crisp, it could still be defended.

But the other sword was like a huge hammer, hammering down hard, with extremely strong penetrating power.

Moreover, the two swords struck the same position one after the other but almost at the same time.

As we all know, the destructive power of multiple forces is very strong.

Bang!

The tempered steel knife in Yang Qing's hand shattered instantly, and the blade exploded into several pieces and splashed around.

He was even knocked backwards by the force and fell several meters away.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Yang Qing struggled to get up, and as soon as he stood up he couldn't help coughing.

At this moment, he only felt that the true energy in his body was running around in his meridians like a frightened mouse.

No matter how hard he tried to regulate his breathing and concentrate, he couldn't control it immediately.

He was actually stunned by the opponent's sword.

"Hmph, trash!"

Wu Zhen put away his sword and stood with a defiant expression.

"I'll give you one last chance. Pick up the broken knife on the ground and cut your tendons. I'll spare your life."

Wu Zhen's tone was cold, but his eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent.

As a night watchman, he was forced to use his special tricks by a night watchman who was like a consumable.

If this person is not tortured well, his thoughts will definitely not be clear in the future.

If he can't make sense of this idea, how can he practice in the Night Patrol Department, how can he lead other night watchmen, and how can he face other colleagues on night watch.

He had made up his mind that he would not let the guy in front of him go easily.

Yes, since we can't let him go easily, let's turn him into a disabled person first, and then torture him slowly when the time comes.

As the person on duty today, Wu Zhen has the authority to decide how to deal with the troublemakers.

Faced with the murderous aura from the other party, Yang Qing struggled to reach into his arms, took out the evil bead he had obtained last night, and held it in his palm.

If he cuts off his own tendons, that's no different from taking Yang Qing's life. Yang Qing will definitely not let him do that.

It’s a pity that now, no matter in terms of weapons or moves, I am no match for the Night Watchman in front of me, so this Filthy Pearl is my only chance to turn the tables.

Never mind! At worst, I'll just die!

"My Lord, you are biased and targeting me. Yang Qing will not accept this!"

Yang Qing slowly stood up and said in a cold voice.

After he finished speaking, the bracelet on Yang Qing's wrist had quietly absorbed the energy of the Evil Pearl, and then Yang Qing entered into the state of reincarnation.

In this life, Yang Qing once again possessed the body of a swordsman, who was both a bandit and a knight-errant.

When he was young, he studied under a famous teacher, met good friends, and was also very intelligent. He had acquired outstanding sword skills by the time he was twenty.

Later he wandered around the world, taking pleasure in revenge.

At the age of 30, he and a group of like-minded people made a lofty ambition to create a way out for the people of the world who were living in misery, and thus established an organization to resist the court.

He taught countless disciples throughout his life, and was particularly proficient in the techniques of Miao Dao, double swords, and sword and shield. As his understanding of the sword deepened, his own strength was almost at the level of a master who founded a school.

Logically speaking, he was a man of unparalleled talent, but unfortunately he was unruly and an extreme idealist. In the end, he was dragged down by his followers, surrounded by the imperial army, and finally faced hundreds of imperial guards alone.

After killing more than a hundred powerful enemies alone, he died of exhaustion.

And with the death of the swordsman, Yang Qing's consciousness once again withdrew from the state of perception.

Yang Qing had done an experiment before, and found that the time experienced in comprehension could be as long as a person's entire life.

But in reality, time only flies by in an instant, just like the time it takes for a thought to flash through a person's mind.

As soon as Yang Qing opened his eyes, he saw Wu Zhen coming towards him with a sword.

"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being merciless.

It's garbage! Die!"

Seeing Yang Qing disobeying him again, Wu Zhen stabbed out with the bamboo sword in his hand with hatred, still using the same move that exploded the tempered steel knife just now.

The bamboo sword was extended, and Wu Zhen's mouth curled up slightly. At this moment, the opponent had no weapons in his hands. He didn't believe that the opponent could still block his earth-shattering sword.

He even imagined the scene where the tip of his sword touched Yang Qing's body and the other party's body exploded like a blood mist.

Wang Gang, a minor official in the distance, also relaxed his brows upon seeing this, and his fists trembled with excitement, as if he had stabbed the sword himself.

"This ungrateful kid deserves to die. Let's see who dares to go against me in the future."

Xing Hu on the side moved his feet slightly, already gathering strength.

He saw that Yang Qing was in danger and was ready to rescue Yang Qing at any time.

Such a good seedling cannot be allowed to fail here. He has witnessed Yang Qing's growth during this period of time.

However, at the last moment, Xing Hu dissipated the strength under his feet.

Because he saw Yang Qing's eyes suddenly open.

How could a person's eyes suddenly become so calm and confident?

Yang Qing looked at the opponent's sword that was stabbing at him like thunder, but his mind was clear.

The opponent's sword posture is very handsome, but his expression is so ferocious!

He instantly reached into his arms and took out the meteorite dagger that the two girls had given him last night.

When Wu Zhen's bamboo sword was about to hit him, Yang Qing swung the short knife in his hand like lightning and touched the blade of the bamboo sword first.

Then he used the force to lift it up slowly, and while changing the direction of the bamboo sword, Yang Qing slid to the right and was already standing on the left side of Wu Zhen.

drink!

The meteorite dagger took advantage of the momentum and chopped down fiercely!

This knife added Yang Qing's ten years of cultivation and all the hostility in his body!

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

In swordsmanship, there are two relatively special realms, one is to make heavy things seem light, the other is to make light things seem heavy.

The former can wield a broadsword weighing over 100 kilograms as if it were a small dagger.

As for the latter, even if he is holding a small knife weighing only a few pounds, he can chop with the momentum of a mountain.

And Yang Qing's final strike was a move that seemed to carry weight as if it were light.

With this sword force, a meteorite short sword weighing less than two pounds was turned into a giant blade that could split a mountain.

And if there were other time travelers here, they would definitely be very familiar with Yang Qinggang's knife move, as if it was a scene in a movie they had seen.

That is a classic move in the Embroidered Spring Sword Technique.

Ding Baiying, cut the blade with one knife!

blah blah blah!

A piece of bamboo sword fell to the ground, then turned into green light and sank into Wu Zhen's wrist.

At the same time, Wu Zhen's soul was like being struck by lightning, and a burning tearing sensation rushed from the depths of his soul to his whole body.

At that moment, he seemed to be torn apart, and he knelt on the ground in front of Yang Qing.

His soul soldier was cut off by Yang Qing with one sword!

The people watching also took a deep breath.

"This is out of this world! Wu Zhen was defeated by a mere night watchman!

But this knife is really beautiful, a short blade can produce such an effect."

"Hmph, if a soul soldier is destroyed, at best the soul will be damaged, at worst all cultivation will be wasted. If you want to restore this soul soldier to its original state, it will take at least a year or two to recover."

"That's great. My level was average to begin with, and now it's ruined.

Where did Wu Zhen come from? Zhufeng Mountain, right? This is really embarrassing! Losing to a night watchman, hahahaha!

It looks like the old woman from Zhufeng Mountain is going to come here to cause trouble again."

"Oh, didn't you see that? Among the night watchmen, there might be another night watchman."

Yang Qing's sword strike stunned everyone, and it was the first time since the establishment of Hengzhou Prefecture's Night Patrol that a night watchman defeated a night watchman.