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Chapter 24

Yunwu Village was filled with ghosts at the moment, and no one could be seen at the entrance of the village. The old man with disheveled hair was holding a piece of calf bone and polishing it. Round beads were strung on the bone beads string on the neck of the young man. He
He seemed to be very excited, "Old ghost, I can't make more strings, are you happy now?"
The old man took off the work in his hands and took a look at the skewers. "It's okay. This female doll has thin skin, tender flesh, and many fine tendons. It's easy to knead a rope. If you put two skewers on the hand beads, it still smells like human bones."
The happiest."
"You old pervert." The young man continued to string beads helplessly, raised his lowered head a little, and said softly: "Someone has entered the village, two people."
The old man threw the beads to the young man, and the male duck said in a strange voice: "If there are not enough beads, someone will bring them to the door. I have been very happy this day. Don't move. I will go and get two beads."
The beads of the righteous path are the most beautiful."
The sword chanted softly at the entrance of the village. The man was in white clothes with three swords embroidered on his chest. The word "Jiange" was clearly visible on the right side. The sword of the boy in "Jiange" had already been unsheathed. He raised his neck and shouted to the people in the village: "The Bone Man Butcher"
, hurry up and capture me, I have been investigating you for three months, and you will never be able to fly."
The old man slowly walked out, glanced around, and said with a smile: "Jian Ge Yu Zichong? You have been chasing me for three months. You are very confident, but you are just a little stupid. What I am afraid of is your master Changchun Jian Zhao Wuwang. How dare you
You came here alone, don't blame me for grinding your bones into beads."
Yu Zichong slashed the air with his sword and danced a few times, elegant, chic and handsome, "You monsters, everyone can find them and kill them. Yu Zichong, the high disciple of the sword pavilion, personally beheaded you, why don't you lead your neck to be slaughtered?"
Lin Su walked over quickly, his eyes red. Yu Zichong glanced slightly, his expression turned bitter, "Who are you? Are you also an accomplice of the Bone Man Tu?"
How could Yu Zichong know who was right and who was wrong? He practiced in Jiange for seven years before coming down from the mountain. He opened his eyes with his master. Originally, he and his master Zhao Wuwu were tracking down the figure of the Bone Man Tu, but a letter from Jiange transferred Zhao Wuwu back.
Zhao Wuwang repeatedly warned him not to pursue the investigation alone. How could Yu Zichong live in peace? How could a knight-errant live under the protection of his master?
So, he chased him here.
Yu Zichong, who was new to the world, was a dazed young man. When he saw Lin Su arriving, his subjective consciousness got into trouble and he mistakenly thought that the two were his accomplices, so he was wary of Lin Su.
"Skeleton Man Slaughter?" Lin Su asked.
The old man smiled and said: "Exactly."
"Where are the people in the village?"
"Who knows, maybe he ran away."
Lin Su already understood in his heart and asked lightly: "How do you want to die?"
The Bone Man Butcher pointed his finger at Yu Zichong and said: "Everything has a first come, a first served order. Even the disciples of the Jiange Pavilion want to kill me, so you can only line up behind him. Today is not a good day. I meet some crazy people who don't know the heights of heaven and earth."
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Yu Zichong was startled, what is your relationship? The more he listened, the more confused he became. The tone of the conversation between the two was like that of old friends, but they were full of murderous intent when talking and laughing. The key was to kill the Bone Man Tu.
By the way, are you an enemy or a friend?
Yu Zichong cupped his hands towards Lin Su and said: "I am Yu Zichong in Jiange, I wonder if your Excellency..."
"Luosuo." Lin Su rushed forward violently, and in an instant he was in front of Bone Man Tu. His fists were as violent as a violent storm, and he greeted Bone Man Tu in the face.
Yu Zichong froze in embarrassment, you are a bit crazy.
Lin Su's boxing skills are not very good, but they are very violent. There is no kindness from Shaolin at all, and there is a kind of numbness and indomitableness like a zombie.
"Oh, you are very angry!" Two three-edged daggers soon appeared in the old man's hands. The tips of the swords were composed of three sharp thorns. The center was hollow, and a small hole penetrated the beginning and end of the daggers for him to perform his favorite moves.
Bloodletting session.
The dagger lightly pulled and cut through Lin Su's skin. The old man was about to preach and ridicule, but he noticed that there was only a light white mark on Lin Su's arm, and he immediately said playfully: "The iron cloth shirt is forged."
Physical skills... are you lay disciples of Shaolin Temple? You also come to Anyang County to mind your own business."
"Shaolin Temple?" Yu Zichong adjusted his clothes. Since the other party is from Shaolin, he is not an accomplice of Bone Man Tu. Shaolin, the leader of the righteous path, is trustworthy.
Hey, what if they are acting?
Yu Zichong was very distressed.
The wild bombardment of Luohan Fist gave Bone Man Tu no chance to attack. The situation was momentarily in Lin Su's hands. He found out that Bone Man Tu's advantages lay in his weird double daggers and agility. As for strength, he probably wasn't very proficient in it.
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The Bone Man Tu's dagger came out of his hand to stab him. Lin Su didn't think much and cast the Golden Bell in an instant.
Click!
The golden bell broke into pieces with a click, and the dagger flew out and fell into the hands of the Bone Man Butcher again. The latter sneered, "Are you kidding? The golden bell, the iron cloth shirt and the Arhat Fist, this...
Is this guy the successor of a school trained by Shaolin?"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, White Bone Man Tu immediately flew into Yunwu Village. That guy was just a lump of iron. With his golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt, his defense was impeccable. Fighting him would kill someone alive.
As soon as Lin Su chased after him, Yu Zichong also gritted his teeth and chased after him. Shaolin lay disciples who have practiced the golden bell shield and iron cloth shirt can't be bad people, right? The White Bone Man Tu pulled out a pure white bone whip and swung it.
If you succeed, immediately distance yourself.
"Jinghong Sword Finger!"
Pulling the long sword to his left hand, sword energy burst out from the index and middle fingers of his right hand. Yu Zichong shouted loudly. The Jinghong sword fingers tracked and slaughtered the skeleton man like maggots attached to the bones, and the orange sword energy shone brightly.
"What is it?" The Bone Man Tu was shocked. He waved his bone whip, and the human spine that had been tempered for many times was instantly broken into pieces. The orange light was dazzling, and the Bone Man Tu was caught off guard and glanced at it in great pain.
The pierced palm made the anger even stronger.
"Bastard!" White Bone Man Tu's roar alarmed the young man who was stringing beads. He cast his dazzling eyes at White Bone Man Tu, shook his head gently and said: "Trash, you actually let two brats hurt the origin, White Bone Man Tu,
I think highly of you."
Tu Daxi, the Bone Man, hurriedly said to the man in front: "Li Cangyang, kill them, and I will join the Soul-Eating Cult."
Li Cangyang showed an evil smile, and his tall and thin body burst out with astonishing momentum, "If I had known it would be so easy to join, why bother running around with you? Bones, I hate people who go back on their word. If you go back on your word, your life will be worse than death."
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"I keep what I say." The Bone Man Tu screamed in horror.
"Back off." The bone skewer in Li Cangyang's hand flew to the neck of the Bone Man Tu, and he pulled out an ink skull fan from his loose sleeves. He looked at the two of them contemptuously, not even bothering to raise his eyes, "Jian Ge's bug, your hand
It's Zhao Wuwang's Changchun Sword, so you are Zhao Wuwang's apprentice. Haha, we are enemies on a narrow road, Zhao Wuwang gave me a sword, you, the apprentice, help him pay off his debt."
Bang!
So fast.
Chapter completed!
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