There was a young man on the rivers and lakes who traveled south and gradually became famous.
This can be considered a good reputation, but it is not a good reputation. Specifically, there is a competitive martial arts practitioner. When he goes to a place, he will find the most powerful people in that place to compete with each other and compete.
The person he is looking for may not necessarily be the most famous in the local area.
Although he is high, his martial arts must be the best. In addition to martial arts, he will also ask for advice from people who are quite accomplished in yin and yang law. People say that this is a polite person and a person who is excellent in martial arts.
He is not a man of martial virtue.
Yes, there is no conflict between politeness and martial ethics. He will salute before the competition, and after the competition, he will not be arrogant or discouraged. But in the process of this competition, he will use hidden weapons. Although
At first, no one banned it, but many
He doesn't pay attention to the default rules of sparring. For him, unwritten rules are not rules. He has the right to use the moves and weapons that cannot be used without stating in advance. He thinks so, and some
Many onlookers recognized his
However, more people think that he is reckless and unreasonable. Especially when the battle is getting fierce, he is even more unyielding and uses all possible means. His fierceness seems to be born from his desire to win, and he must defeat the opponent.
Driven to death. Many
The person was seriously injured as a result. And the most egregious thing is that if the person he finds is unwilling to fight with him, he will force the opponent to fight and insist on a fight. Many people feel that although this person is not a
He is a vicious villain, but his anger is too strong.
He doesn't seem to be specifically looking for people with superb martial arts skills, but just wherever he goes. Sometimes the opponents he finds are not as strong as those he met in the previous place, but he does not refuse anyone who comes. His first martial arts contest
, about one-third of the southern part of the country, and is still heading south.
.He has a name, surnamed Yin. People say that he is so vicious, so he is probably not a descendant of the Yin family that has been purged in the past. Then why is he so blatant, as if everyone in the world knows that he is a "fish that slipped through the net"
Like he doesn't care? No one knows, they just think he is doing it deliberately.
Not long after, a more terrifying statement emerged. It is said that no matter the outcome of the battle with him, regardless of the severity of the injury, more than half of them suddenly fell ill after he left, until they lost their lives. The onset time varied according to the severity of the injury.
But the only thing that is the same is that the doctor
Both the doctor and the coroner said that their behavior and the characteristics of the corpses were like a poison - a poison that has no antidote so far. At first, their relatives thought that the doctors were incompetent and could not prepare an antidote, but some knew weapons.
People said that the young knight named Yin used one of the Six Paths Divine Weapons.
Jin Mieya, the poison of the scimitar is as alive as it can evolve. It can adjust itself according to the different poisons and antidotes it comes into contact with, and even absorb the herbs he has used throughout his life from the blood of the injured person.
, and corresponding resistance appears. No one can verify whether it is true or false.
, I only know that those who were injured, even if their skin was only scratched by the blade, would not survive. Those who survived all dodged his knife. Of course, they were also very worried and panicked all day long. Fighting with him
There were nearly twenty people in total, and now there are only eight left alive.
If we want to hold Yin Shaoxia responsible, he has already gone far away. However, news will always spread faster than any horse. Wherever he goes, people will stay away if they ask his name. No one wants to talk to him.
The risk of fighting was too great. This time he came to an unknown village. There was not much information here, but no one recognized him. However, there were no powerful characters here, and he was not here to compete with anyone, but just passing by to rest.
That’s all.
At night, he took a nap in a straw hut where he stayed. Two thieves made a sneak attack at night, but he had already noticed them. The two thieves were highly skilled in martial arts and were not easy to deal with. If it was Yin Guihong in the past, he might still find it difficult.
.But after competing with more than 20 masters, he made some progress.
He was able to deal with these two people with ease. He knew very well who they were, and the left chest pressed against their chests had revealed their identities. However, Yin Guihong knew that they were not sent by Shen Wujun, but were sent by him before.
He was hired by a relative who died in a fight with him. If possible, he wouldn't want to
Put them to death. But this was not because of his kindness, but because he wanted to get information about the sect owner. These two people were not the first batch of assassins sent by the Zuojin sect, and he did not know that this was the same as the last patron.
Are they the same person? To him, compared to the last time, the martial arts of these two people are
He's not that strong. There was another time before that someone poisoned his tea when he temporarily left his seat. I don't know if it was someone from Zuo Renmen. But he didn't fall for the trick, but habitually
He poured tea on the knife and walked away, but the poisoner failed to succeed.
The scene was so chaotic that the temporary straw shed had collapsed long ago and the family's yard was in a mess. The little yellow dog was tied up. It was not old enough to be on its own, so it had to hide in the corner shivering.
, making an aggrieved nasal sound
.But the sound of the swords fighting was enough to wake up the owner. The owner was neither deaf nor blind. They saw the chaos in the backyard from inside the house, but no one dared to come out to stop it. At this time, one person had fallen.
, Yin Guihongzheng was at war with the remaining one.
"You are worthy of being an assassin from the Zuojin Sect. Any one or two of them can be compared with the masters I have recruited before. Working in such a place, you are really buried."
"Using someone else's money to eliminate someone else's misfortune, it's a deal that you and I are willing to do. There's no need for the twists and turns of reputation."
During the stalemate, the assassin struck preemptively and attacked head-on with a knife. Yin Guihong parried easily, and saved the day with only three moves and two moves. The sound of ping-pong with the blade was endless, and no one wanted to rest. Soon, Yin Guihong
He was at the upper hand again and used the special structure of the scimitar to defeat him. When the tip of the scimitar was only an inch away from the tip of the assassin's nose, the assassin raised his sword to block it. This way he did not let the weird scimitar pierce his face.
"I don't want to kill you. You just need to tell me where your sect leader is now and what he has done, and I will spare your life. I heard that your rules have become less strict in recent years. Even if you become a bereaved dog,
I won’t be executed by the sect’s rules.”
"It's not your turn to judge me!"
Yin Guihong frowned, feeling that he no longer needed to talk nonsense with him. The minions of Zuo Renmen were just a bunch of people who didn't know how to behave. A drop of liquid gradually condensed on the blade of the scimitar, and slowly moved down from the tip.
When the assassin was so nervous that he was sweating
At that moment, a stream of venom spurted out, showering him unprepared. He let go of the weapon, covered his face, and let out a miserable scream. At the same time, he was rolling all over the ground due to the unbearable burning sensation. The liquid soon
It flows into the body along the mouth, eyes, ears and nose, and he will die soon.
Yin Guihong borrowed the hem of another dead man's clothes to wipe the blade clean. Under the moonlight, the blade seemed to be translucent, emitting a soft light, but it made the viewer shudder. He put the knife into its sheath and walked away with a swagger. Passing by.
When he opened the door of his room, he saluted and apologized to the villagers and their family who were hiding at the door, and then walked down the street and disappeared from their sight.
There was no one on the narrow dirt road. There were fields on one side and a courtyard wall on the other. In the fields at night, the chirping of insects was very noisy, mixed with the calls of frogs, sometimes far and sometimes near. When he reached a certain place, he stopped
He stepped forward and placed his hand on the handle of Jin Mieya's knife.
"Who is waiting here?"
"Well, your martial arts skills are really good."
It was a gentle male voice. Following the voice, Yin Guihong raised his head and saw a figure standing on the rooftop of a two-story building inside the courtyard wall. He said to the man:
"Do you also want to fight with me?"
"Hahaha, that's not necessary. I'm not a martial artist. I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you."
"Then what do you mean? In a village like this, there shouldn't be a maverick like you."
"You have become famous along the way, and people really have to pay attention to you. However, you seem to come from a very far away place, and it is only when you are close that you start to become public. I guess you did it deliberately, but I can't guess.
Why, I just feel that... I have the intention to lure people from Zuo Jinmen. Please forgive me for making unreasonable assumptions on your part."
This man spoke politely, but Yin Guihong still felt vaguely unhappy. He said dissatisfiedly:
"You are so superior that you don't seem to want to talk to me on an equal footing."
"Um...Sorry, it seems inappropriate."
So the man at the top jumped up and landed steadily in front of him. He smiled, and the moonlight painted his face, showing a special kind of tranquility. He was dressed in decent clothes, clean, and there was nothing worth paying attention to.
, only a blue musical instrument was tied to his waist, I don’t know whether it was a flute or a flute.
The two faced each other, with only three feet between them. The man bowed and introduced himself:
"You can call me Wenjiu, Yin Shaoxia."
"You know me. But you... seem different from others."
"Because I not only know you, but also understand you." Wen Jiu said with a smile, "I asked a little bit about you."
"Why?"
This feeling of being in the dark makes Yin Guihong feel uncomfortable. He knows that he is indeed "somewhat famous" now, but the people he attracts don't seem to be the people he wants to meet.
"If I were to guess, you seem to be deliberately attracting the attention of the Six Paths of Impermanence. At least you don't intend to hide it."
"Go on."
"People say that you are a descendant of the Yin family. If this is true, the person you most want to see in Zao Wu Chang should be a master who wields two swords. You have been using that special sword all the way, probably because you want to attract his attention.
I'm not doubting you, but I don't know yet whether your behavior matches your current strength."
"I have already met him." Yin Guihong said, "I can already feel the gap in our strength. However, I also know that he will not attract attention because of my rampage. So it doesn't matter."
"I see. This journey, you are really just to hone yourself, not to gain a reputation."
"So what?"
Wen Jiu nodded slightly and thought for a moment.
"I have a friend who has a common enemy with you. What's more, what's more, he probably has a common direction with you."
"direction?"
"If I guess correctly, your goal is to go to the distant Biluo Islands, right?"
"How do you know?"
Yin Guihong didn't hide it. He cast a doubtful look and waited for the other party's answer.
