Chapter 760

( ) In fact, this group of villagers is no wonder.

In this Shanshui village, people already have enough clothes and food, and rarely go outside. Although the capital is not too far away, they live comfortably and contentedly in the village, so why go to the capital to join in the fun?

Shanshui Village is protected by a gossip formation, and after a hundred years, there has never been a single danger. Now that you suddenly see a monster, it's good not to be scared to the shit.

The world of comprehension has been fighting endlessly since ancient times, and such a peaceful place is not easy.

"The village chief is here, give way."

At this moment, a young boy hurriedly urged.

I saw an old man with white hair coming slowly.

"Come on, let me see."

The old man said as he walked.

When the villagers heard the words, they turned to both sides to make way for the old man to walk.

The old man walked up to him and saw the dozen or so monsters with wolf heads and human bodies standing at the west entrance of the village and circling back and forth, as if they had been drunk.

The old village head's squinted eyes opened slightly, and the depth of the pupil was like a vortex, with thunder roaring inside, but none of the mortals standing there could find it.

"Huzi, go to my house and bring the big sword under my bed and the small flag on the wall."

The old village chief said as if he lacked strength.

The villagers have also heard that the village chief was originally a Lianjiazi and killed many thieves, but no one can tell how old the village chief is. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has been like this since he was a child.

"Yes, Grandpa Village Chief, I'll go right away."

A boy with a simple and honest face who came with him agreed, then turned around and ran out in a hurry, and went to get it with a swish. The speed was really fast, much faster than ordinary people.

"Huzi runs really fast."

"That's right, like a little leopard."

Everyone couldn't help admiring.

"Grandpa Village Chief, here comes your big sword. It's so heavy that I can barely hold it."

At this moment,

Hu Zi had already run back like a gust of wind, and said out of breath.

Hearing what the young man said, the villagers on the side were also eager to take a look at this heavy sword, but the old village chief didn't say anything, and couldn't make a move.

"Huzi, go get the big sword and stab those wolf savages to death."

Although the village chief looked old and weak, what he said was ruthless and scary.

The people on the side were also surprised when they heard it. They couldn't see how the old village chief looked weak at ordinary times, but he was so ruthless at critical moments. No wonder he was able to be the village chief. It takes such a carefree person to preside over major events.

A simple and honest young man named Huzi was startled and said in a panic, "Me? I can't do it, Grandpa the village chief."

When the young men saw that the village chief asked a boy of about seventeen or eighteen to kill the wolf barbarian, they couldn't bear it. The men usually went hunting in the mountains, and they also shot wolves and tigers, but they were much more courageous. .

"Village chief, let me come, this kid doesn't have such sharp hands."

It was the person who hadn't been commanded by the village chief before.

"You, you're almost there."

The village chief looked at the wolves circling around, fiddling with the small flag that had just been delivered, and said without looking back.

This time, as if being laughed at, the man blushed and said unwillingly: "Village chief, I can do it. I have killed a lot of beasts, so I am quick and easy."

After speaking, he looked at the old village head.

Seeing that the old village chief didn't respond and only focused on the small flag in his hand, the man felt angry, so he walked over to Huzi in two steps, stretched out his hand and snatched the big sword in his hand: "Huzi, give it to me."

He was about to pick up the big sword and show it to the old village head. He is a veteran hunter and a well-known warrior in the village. Can he compare to Huzi, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?

How did he know that the big sword is a magic weapon, but it is like a big rock if you don't carry the real essence. Cultivators and mortals not only have a short lifespan, but their strength is also far apart. Cultivators' weapons are not so easy to hold.

Therefore, as soon as Huzi handed the sword into the man's hand, he immediately felt as if a huge boulder had fallen from his hand. When he was caught off guard, he only had time to "ah", and the big sword fell to the ground, piercing heavily. among the land.

Everyone present burst into laughter.

"A moment of carelessness, a moment of carelessness."

The man was a little embarrassed, still talking hard, and stretched out his hand to pull out the big sword on the ground.

"Hey--"

The big sword didn't move at all, and the man felt a little embarrassed.

He rubbed his hands together and shook them, "Drink——"

The big sword still didn't move at all, even though the man's face was flushed, he didn't move a little bit, which was embarrassing.

The man was struggling and felt ashamed, his face flushed as if he was about to bleed.

"You can't even pick up a sword, how can you replace Huzi?"

The old village chief said leisurely at this time.

"Hey, old village chief, I've overestimated myself."

The man had no choice but to refuse to admit defeat, so he had to let go of his hand and retreat dejectedly.

"Who else wants to try?"

Seeing this situation, several men who were eager to try gave up trying.

After all, the previous man was also a well-known warrior in the village, and even he couldn't shake the big sword. They were even worse than that man, let alone be ashamed.

But this made everyone look at Hu Zi differently from before.

After all, before Huzi brought this big sword all the way, everyone saw it. Before, everyone didn't know the weight of this big sword. Now that they know how heavy this big sword is, how can we not surprise everyone? Yu Huzi's divine power?

The young man named Huzi had no father or mother since he was a child, but one day the village chief said that he had picked up a baby when he went out, saying he was an orphan, and since then he has been with the village chief.

Huzi, who was with the village chief since he was a child, didn't see anything special about it. Although he practiced martial arts with the village chief since he was a child, he didn't have anything to do with chopping firewood, but he didn't think there was anything special about it. Powerful!

They are just mortals, so how can they know the abilities of monks? The old village head of Shanshui Village is not an ordinary person.

Huzi still wondered in his heart that although this great sword is heavy, it is not so heavy. This great sword has been with him for more than ten years since he was a child. At the beginning, he couldn't hold it, but after that, he had to drip a drop of blood every day. Feed the big sword, and gradually move it.

When he was seven years old, the village chief's grandfather began to teach him various formulas and to draw various patterns. The cumbersome big sword depicts, one stroke can not be wrong, if you make a mistake, you have to use this big sword to chop wood.

In the beginning, I could only split one piece of firewood. Later, I could split more than a dozen pieces. Now it has been more than ten years, and I can split as much as four men.

It's just that there are fewer and fewer times when the description is wrong, and now it is almost impossible to make mistakes.

But he didn't know that he had unknowingly developed a skill far beyond ordinary people.