The Legend of the Heavenly Sword

Nasty Actions

Some would say these horsemen wanted to buy swords. That makes sense at all, because in this village is also in business to attract buyers, but the reality is wrong.

For a while no one felt these people wanted to make a troublemaker here. However, after the entry of Bae Len along with dozens of other members followed behind. The three members at the very back directly destroyed the wooden gate of this simple Village.

The forgers who were in his field had now changed the expression that originally welcomed them. In each forging's hands had been embedded sharp weapons, but what was sharper was their gazes at those horsemen.

"If you keep looking at me like that, I'll get your eyeballs out!" bae Len shouted.

Nevertheless, he shouted in a loud voice, a roaring face, but still some of the forgers still maintained their displeased expression. However, in the next second after the murderous aura suddenly shot out to the point of suppressing some people, the forges instantly lowered their heads.

"Life is actually simple. Weak people like you should all submit to the strong. And an example of this can now be taken between us. You guys should've had to bow your head, by the time I got in here!"

Bae Len was hesitant to come in. However, after his members confirmed and he also himself did not feel the presence of 'strong man'. He now has no doubt. And also, he was confident that he was currently the strongest within here.

"Hey, you're trying to collect swords all over this field!" Bae Len sent his men. "If anyone fights, tell me. I'll cut off his tongue and then we'll eat his meat. Also look for the intruder!"

The cultivation level of Bae Len's strength was in the Swordsman Emperor, his amount of inner power had already entered the terms by gathering 250 circles, and also automatically his Dantian capacity had increased by a lot, but his meridians had not been much opened yet. In addition, a special stage in each level has not passed the cultivation level of Emperor Swordsman namely 'speed'.

It could be said that he was currently at the Intermediate Emperor Swordsman. More than that, all the forgers and visitors who are here are not equal to their cultivation. Therefore, he was very enthusiastic to take control of this Village, and corroborated the income of forgers to enter in his own pocket.

What its members do is included in the case of force. Some forgers try to survive by putting up resistance, but what they get is fateful. Their hands were tied and then brought in front of Bae Len. Besides those who experienced it first.

Blood rushed out profusely from the mouths of some forgers who had first gotten the vile treatment of Bae Len, as their blood loss had finally followed what became their fate by going to the realm of death.

It is not surprising that the majority of citizens, even from any class hate the Black Swordsman. There is also a society that plants feelings of hatred towards all Swordsmen without dividing the flow. And that's because of the actions of the black stream.

"Pardon me, sir. I'll give you all my merchandise and all my gold coins, but please forgive me my life" asked one of the forgers who had been tied up, begging for mercy.

The forger has issued a way of petition to be forgiven. From facial mimicry, crying, steeping voice he has practiced. However, Bae Len seemed to be completely indifferent to it.

Although feeling angry, and sad to give all the goods sold for free. Although on the other hand, the forgers also felt relieved for not experiencing the heinous thing. When their eyes saw for themselves what Bae Len did to their friends.

None of them expected that today something like this would happen. While the Swordsmen who were shopping did not want to interfere with what happened to the forge.

Such is the character of the Swordsman of today, they will only act when he is nosy, there is no sense of empathy in their hearts for the weak.

Bae Len walked over to the forging that had just begged in his hand was already a sword whose blade had been filled with fresh blood. "What did you say? I don't seem to have heard it clearly. Try saying it again, but with your mouth wide open to make it clearer."

Bae Len crouched down in front of the forger. His hand opened his mouth. Smiling, Bae Len raised his sword.

The forger tried hard to thrash. However, it was immediately detained by members of Bae Len by pressing his shoulders, locking so as not to move.

Bae Len's left hand pulls out the tongue forging. "You don't fight too much! I tried to cut your tongue off quickly so that no pain would be too painful. This is in return for your request to me."

Bae Len stood up again, he told one of his members to hold the tongue forging so that it was easier to cut it.

Many cursed but they snubbed his swearing in the heart to see the vile incident that will soon happen. The cries rang loudly by the Forging family who would soon be cut off by his tongue.

Lifting the sword slightly above, about the size of the length of the arm above the forging tongue. Bae Len had poured a bit of energy into his sword. Intending to cut straight.

"You don't have to worry. My wife and child I will bring along to use as my toy every night" Bae Len said, turning to the forging wife. His tongue licked his lips.

"Tell me to the keeper of hell!"

Trangs...

Ten new centi he moved his sword to slash, it had suddenly stopped being stalked by a sword.

"I will regret you for daring to enter here to disturb the peace of my Grandfather's Village!"

Bae Len found a young man making that statement to her. He then averted his eyes seeing some of his members hanging out running towards him. The wounds of the sabetan filled the entire body of its members.

Bae Len then retreated, followed by his members standing behind him. "Don't pretend to be a hotshot, young man. I alone here can kill you and your bodyguards."

"Supervisors? He's not my bodyguard but my men."

What difference?

"But, that's interesting too. Let's try it!" The young man went forward to attack Bae Len.