Cthulhu Fantasy : I Am The Great Old One

This road was originally only used by the army who received urgent reports or orders to come and go. Other people were not allowed to walk on this road. Those who were light would be dragged to the military law to be punished, and those who were serious would even be killed.    

But today, there was a figure who did not care about the laws of Guan Han and stood in the middle of the road, minding his own business.    

In front of him were tens of thousands of elite Guan Han cavalry.    

Offending the official road was a crime worthy of punishment.    

However, not a single cavalryman rode his horse forward.    

Because the emperor who led them here had yet to make a decision.    

They just quietly waited, waiting for the emperor they were loyal to to to give the order. As long as the crescent moon dragon swung down, they would turn into the most ferocious pack of wolves, causing the emperor's enemy to shed the last drop of blood.    

However, in their line of sight, that Crescent Moon Azure Dragon did not swing down, but instead swung backwards.    

This is... withdrawing troops?    

"Big brother, you lead the troops and leave first."    

Riding on a majestic war horse. The bear-like man stared at the black-robed figure in the distance and ordered the young man who carried five long swords on his back.    

"This person can't be dealt with by numbers."    

"But Second Brother, you..."    

"There's no buts."    

The bear-like strong man was still staring at the black-robed man with the big sword on his back.    

"If I don't stay, no one can leave."    

"Then Second Brother, you can leave." The young man with five swords on his back urged his horse forward, "I'll fight him."    

A large saber appeared in front of the young man.    

"Big brother, you can't beat him." The man shook his head. "I've only seen this kind of power from my great-grandfather. I'll attack. There's still a chance. Big Brother, your martial skills aren't enough to deal with this person."    

"If you don't give it a try, how..."    

The youth stretched his hand towards the hilt of the sword on his back.    

"It's useless, don't try to show off." The man waved his sword and slapped the young man's hand. "Although the devil sword is sharp, it's still an Outer Dao. Facing this kind of person, if you don't have enough martial skills, you'll die in the end."    

"Big Brother, you can leave. If you die here, the inheritance of the big man will be broken."    

"Second Brother, you..."    

"I will leave my son to you. "    

"What?"    

The bear-like man didn't care about the young man's shock, and he spurred his horse forward and charged straight towards the black robed figure with a sword on his back.    

He raised his large saber high.    

Seeing the back of the figure that had left without turning back, the young man closed his eyes and turned his horse around.    

"Let's go."    

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Looking at the gradually disappearing cavalry, as well as the approaching sword-wielding figure, the black-robed man faintly nodded his head. He took off the greatsword on his back and held it in his hand.    

His recent luck was indeed not bad.    

It had been a long time since the battle with Amp. It had been so long that even he didn't know how long it had been. He had long stopped calculating the time, this meaningless thing. He only knew that he temporarily couldn't find any worthy opponents in that piece of land.    

Thus, after throwing a boot on the ground, he followed the direction pointed by the tip of the boot and headed east, arriving on this exotic land.    

But he didn't think that in this unfamiliar land, he would actually be able to see that kind of thing...    

That blade scar...    

He could tell that the person who left this scar must have walked the same path as him. Perhaps there would be a different path, but in the end, they would return together.    

He did not expect to meet such an expert here. His luck was really good.    

Find that expert and then fight with him. By doing so, those who survived should be able to understand what path they should take in the future.    

He made a long plan for himself - after all, there seemed to be a lot of people in this land, it wouldn't be easy to find that powerhouse.    

However, not long after he set off, he was blocked by a large group of cavalry.    

There were many cavalry, and they did not know why they were hostile to him. However, this was not a problem. He wouldn't stop those cavalry if they wanted to retreat, but if those cavalry dared to charge over, he would definitely retaliate.    

He could encounter a battle even if he walked, so his luck was really good.    

However, the expected cavalry charge did not arrive. The cavalry did not know why, but they retreated, leaving behind a man with a strange large blade who rode his horse towards him.    

He could see the look in that man's eyes.    

This man responded to his challenge.    

Judging from the man's aura, he should be the leader of the cavalry. However, he did not let the cavalry attack him. Instead, he chose to fight alone.    

This man was a responsible leader and also a brave warrior. He deserved his respect.    

Since those cavalry have already left, I won't bother them anymore... Wait a minute.    

Looking at the familiar feeling that the man with the broadsword was giving off, he froze for a moment.    

This person... is that powerful person?    

My luck is actually so good?    

He raised the sword in his hand.    

Since they were walking the same path, as long as they fought with their lives on the line, the survivors would be able to see the path ahead.    

Since the other party was able to reach this point, then he should be able to understand what he meant. Only then...    

The huge sword that was swung forcefully stopped.    

No, that's not right.    

The huge sword changed from slashing to slapping, directly slapping the saber-wielding man off his horse.    

Looking at the saber-wielding man who had fallen to the side, he silently shook his head.    

This person... doesn't seem to be that powerful person.    

Too weak...    

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Looking at the black-robed man holding the greatsword in front of him, he propped himself up with great difficulty with the saber in his hand.    

He lost in just one move. He had still borrowed the momentum of his horse, but he was still knocked down by the sword...    

Initially, he had personally led his elite cavalry here because he was worried about his big brother. He wanted to reenact the horse trampling the Jianghu with his big brother and his third brother. Although that Magic and Martial Sovereign was strong, as long as the three of them could work together to fight against the enemy, they would definitely be able to take him down.    

After all, no matter how strong this bastard was, could he be stronger than Lu Fengxian from the Tiger Cage Pass?    

But he didn't expect that he would encounter such a powerful expert blocking his path...    

He could only accept the challenge. This black-robed person had clearly issued a challenge. If they didn't accept the challenge, none of them would be able to survive against this expert who was comparable to Guan Yun in the past.    

However, what he didn't expect was that the black-robed man's sword didn't come down, but instead came crashing down.    

What... did this mean?    

He looked at the black-robed man who was shaking his head. He somehow understood what he meant.    

Too weak.    

Too weak, so he didn't even have the qualifications to make a move.    

Looking at the black-robed man's expressionless face, he ignored the pain and angrily raised the large saber in his hand.    

Weak?    

Yes, I'm not a powerhouse like great-grandfather. I can't beat you. You can look down on my strength, or you can look down on my martial skills.    

But you can't look down on this Azure Dragon Crescent Blade!    

The large blade swung down.    

"Bang!"    

A dull sound rang out.    

The one who had been sent flying was still himself, not the black-robed man.    

He could no longer stand up. The pain in his chest and abdomen had already exhausted all of his strength. Right now, he could only lie there quietly, waiting for the black-robed man of unknown origin to come and chop off his head.    

From the start, he knew that it was impossible for him to win.    

But as Guan Yun's descendant, even if he died, he would not let others insult that crescent moon green dragon.    

As for the Emperor... Heh.    

The people of the Guan family never wanted to be the Emperor.    

The black-robed man holding the greatsword was getting closer and closer. But it didn't matter. Even in the underworld, when he saw his great-grandfather, he could still say that he was fighting with all his might... Hmm?    

What appeared in front of him was not that black greatsword, but a rough large hand.    

What... What does this mean?    

Seemingly seeing through his confusion, the black-robed man pulled out a stiff smile and said some words that he did not understand at all.    

If he could understand this ancient language, then he could understand that the black robed man in front of him was saying...    

"Not bad."