"Ha! Hahahaha..." Before Brother Jue could finish his words, Gu Jiaolong laughed out loud, "I thought you had some great ideas...but you ended up saying such nonsense."
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, looking at Feng Bujue and pointing his finger at the middle-aged man in front of him: "According to your opinion, just three of them want to fight against the entire Central Plains martial arts world?"
"More than three people." The middle-aged man took over his words, "Originally... there were five people."
"Ha..." Feng Bujue smiled maliciously after hearing this, "Now, there are still five people."
"Oh?" The middle-aged man heard something from his words, and his expression changed slightly.
"I think you should also know that 'Mirror' is dead." Feng Bujue said.
"I know." The middle-aged man said.
"But what you don't know yet is... the mission of 'Hua' also failed." Feng Bujue said.
This news made the middle-aged man's expression become gloomier than ever before.
"That's impossible..." he responded.
"Whether you believe it or not..." Feng Bujue said, "Anyway, you are destined to die here today. I don't think you have the time to care about others anymore."
The middle-aged man was silent, but not for long.
"Since you can see through my plan..." When he spoke again, his voice became very cold, and the murderous intention spread around him, "...you should understand that even if you only rely on me, in today's situation, I
There is also a 90% certainty.”
"How many percent you were originally sure of has nothing to do with me." Feng Bujue looked confident and said easily, "You just need to remember... Now that I'm here, you can't even get one percent."
There is no chance.”
This is a bit crazy.
At least to the middle-aged man, it sounded like he was overestimating his abilities.
But the players around him didn't feel that way, because... the person who said this was Feng Bujue.
You never know if he's bluffing or telling the truth, and for him, the line between "impossible" and "possible" is blurry.
"Have you finished talking?" Gu Jiaolong, who didn't understand what the two people were talking about at all, spoke again at this time. The leader of Hailongmen hated being ignored, "What five people and ten people?
you……"
The moment the word "you" came out of his mouth, he touched his waist with his backhand and quickly drew out the knife, pointing the tip of the knife directly at the bridge of the middle-aged man's nose.
Facing this sudden attack, the middle-aged man did not move at all; as a result... the knife did not touch him.
Gu Jiaolong's wingspan and the length of the blade brought the tip of the blade just two centimeters away from the middle-aged man's face.
"I don't care who you are or what your intentions are." Gu Jiaolong pointed the knife at the other party and said loudly, "I am also a reasonable person... I have no grievances with you in the past and now, as long as
If you hand over the Sword Dance Notes, I will forgive you..."
He didn't say the last word.
It’s not that I don’t want to say it, it’s that I can’t say it.
Leng Yuqiu's sword is very fast, as fast as lightning.
When his sword penetrated Gu Jiaolong's throat, the latter had no room to react.
"Some people's weapons, even if they are taken out of the scabbard, are no different from being placed on the ground." Leng Yuqiu took back his sword in front of everyone's astonished eyes, and said as he put it away, "There are still some people's eyes..." he said
Then, he looked at Luo Can, Feng Meiyu and the three disciples, "...Although they are open, it is no different from being blind."
"Leng Yuqiu..." Feng Meiyu immediately stared at Leng Yuqiu with a cold gaze and said sternly, "What do you mean by this? Are you trying to steal food from us?"
Her expression at this time looked very fierce. This was not because she hated the other party, but more... it was an instinct.
Where did Leng Yuqiu come from just now and how did he draw his sword... Neither Feng Meiyu nor Luo Can could see clearly; that is to say, if Leng Yuqiu's target just now was her or Luo Can, then the two of them would
His fate would probably be the same as Gu Jiaolong's.
Therefore, Feng Meiyu's current reaction is like a weak beast encountering a predator that is more powerful than itself. It can only open its teeth and claws, hoping to overwhelm the opponent with momentum, so as to gain some advantages.
"Robbing for food? Haha..." Leng Yuqiu smiled, "Don't make me sound like you people... I never said that I came to Lu Town to grab the Sword Dance Notes."
, he glanced at Gu Jiaolong who had fallen to the ground, "I killed Gu Jiaolong just because..." He took another half step back, turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, "...he was offended.
My master."
"What?"
Not only Luo Can and Feng Meiyu, but all the martial arts people in the open and in the dark, as well as several players who were not aware of this situation, were shocked by these words.
Although they didn't know the middle-aged man's strength, people still knew a little about Leng Yuqiu's strength.
Even assuming that this man's martial arts skills are only slightly higher than Leng Yuqiu's, today's victory or defeat is hard to predict.
"All the gang leaders of the Central Plains martial arts world, knights, and martial arts masters..." After a moment, the middle-aged man suddenly used his inner power to start transmitting messages, "Now that the matter has come to an end, I have something to say..."
He had only spoken half a sentence, but many people were already breaking out in cold sweat; and most of these nervous, frightened, and shocked people were near-first-class or above masters in the martial arts world... precisely because their martial arts cultivation had reached a certain level.
, only then can one realize how terrifying the inner strength of the people supporting this transmission is.
"My... He Yang Shinci." When the middle-aged man said his name, everyone understood that what Brother Jue said was true. He was indeed a Japanese. "In your Central Plains terms... I am
The leader of the 'Shenden Jiken Style' sword sect."
This is not his first visit to the Central Plains. His mastery of Chinese and understanding of Chinese culture may be deeper than many Central Plains people.
"Today, I set up this trap to bring you all here for one thing..." After introducing himself, He Yang Shinci continued, "I have heard that the martial arts in the Central Plains are very beautiful, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon...
I want to learn a thing or two from the heroes of the world with my self-created sword technique of the 'Shenden Ji Sword Style'." He paused for half a second, "Everyone... you don't have to be polite to me, whether it's a swarm or a hidden arrow...
I can accept it. As long as you can kill me..."
At this point, he took out the book from his arms that made everyone in the martial arts dream.
"...Then this 'Sword Dance Notes' written by 'Sword Master' Pei Min should be yours." Although what He Yang Shinci said was extremely unfavorable to him, he
His tone was still very calm, so calm that everyone who listened felt their scalp numb, "But... if no one can beat me today..." He took the secret book back into his arms, "Then... from today on,
The martial arts community in the Central Plains will be led by me, He Yang Shinci. If anyone does not obey... within seven days, I will make his sect disappear from the world."
"Joke!" Hearing this, Luo Can couldn't help but interrupt, "Not to mention whether you can leave here alive today... Even if your martial arts are really the best in the world, just you guys can't think of others.
Kill all the sects?"
"What you said... does make some sense." He Yang Xinci stopped the sound transmission and said to Luo Can in an ordinary way of speaking, "In a place like Jiangjiabao, with dozens of people, it is very fast to kill them.
But a sect like your Beggar Clan that has so many gangs all over the world... even the imperial court couldn't kill them all, so I definitely can't do it either."
"Hmph..." Luo Can snorted coldly when he heard this, and a trace of pride flashed across his face.
However, the next second, He Yang Shinci changed the subject: "But... that doesn't matter, I can just kill the leader."
Luo Can's face froze, and his body instinctively began to channel his energy.
"If it's not enough to kill one leader, I will kill two. Whoever becomes the leader, I will kill... Whoever is around him when I kill him, I will also kill him." He Yang Shinci's words are still there.
Continued, "I think it won't take long before anyone in this sect will be willing to be the leader... Just like a snake without a head, it will soon be a dead snake."
"That's unreasonable!" Luo Can couldn't wait any longer. He shouted loudly and immediately put on a posture, hoping to strike first.
At this moment, it's not that Luo Can is anxious to take action, it's just that He Yang Xinci and Leng Yuqiu are just standing there, almost crushing everyone with their momentum... If Gang Leader Luo doesn't take action, he's afraid that those behind him will
The gang is about to scatter and run away.
"Yuqiu." He Yangxinci, on the other hand, didn't care about Luo Can's actions. He called Leng Yuqiu calmly.
"Master, what are your orders?" Leng Yuqiu could speak normally in front of the master.
He Yang Xinci then turned to look at Feng Bujue and said, "I want to live."
"Understood." Leng Yuqiu responded. In a blink of an eye, he swept away more than ten meters from where he was and rushed towards Feng Bujue on the roof by the roadside.
Brother Jue was also very alert. When he saw this scene... he turned around and ran away. He jumped out of nowhere in a flash.
Seeing this, Leng Yuqiu couldn't help but be secretly frightened by Brother Jue's "light kung fu". However, since he had accepted the master's orders, he must try his best to do it, so he used ten percent of his kung fu and chased after him with all his strength.
At the same moment, Luo Can also took action.
The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon is the pinnacle of external martial arts and is unparalleled in the world. Even though Luo Can's talent is not supreme, he can reproduce this lost martial arts and master it thoroughly, which shows that his martial arts attainments are evident.
At the moment, Luo Can was using all his strength to perform his moves, and the palm power he produced was extremely frightening... let alone eighteen palms. Among the martial arts heroes watching the battle, there were only a handful of people who had the confidence to take on his second and third moves.
.
However……
"This palm technique is indeed good." He Yang Shinci lowered his head, looked at the bleeding right arm in his hand, and commented calmly, "Unfortunately... your skill is too poor."
When he finished speaking, Luo Can staggered back two steps. His eyes suddenly bulged, he slowly turned his head and looked blankly at his right shoulder.
He couldn't believe it... Not only did he not see the other party take action, he even had an afterthought when his own arm was cut off...
Not only him, but also the leaders and disciples of the various gangs who were looking here... none of them saw clearly what Heyang Shinci did.
When did he move? When did he take action? How did he cut off Luo Can's right arm? When did he return to his original position?
These problems are like terrifying nightmares, quickly spreading in people's hearts...
"There are too many redundant movements, and they are too slow. The speed of the internal force is as slow as static... Obviously the internal force is not very strong." As He Yang Shinci spoke, he casually threw Luo Can's arm to the ground, "You are like this
A person of this age can also become the leader of a gang... The level of martial arts in the Central Plains is worrying..."
He was undoubtedly mocking, but for a while, no one came out to refute.
What followed was only Luo Can's painful moans when he fell to the ground...
"Ah...ah" after a breath, a Hailongmen gang member was the first to scream, and started to run away while crawling to the ground.
His action immediately triggered a chain reaction. The people of Hailongmen ran away almost in the blink of an eye, not even the body of their young gang leader.
The people of the Beggar Clan were better than them. I don’t know who among the crowd shouted... "Protect the leader!" Then, several Beggar Clan disciples who were nearby rushed up and dragged Luo Can, who was already unconscious.
He came back and evacuated with everyone...
Once these two factions run away, there is no need for the White Plum Sect to stay any longer. Everyone is not stupid, and everyone can see that He Yang Shinci's martial arts is so high that it can no longer be filled with "number of people"; shrimp soldiers and crab generals
No matter how much, it won't work for him.
did not expect……
"Baimei teaches everyone, listen to the order!" Feng Meiyu's demeanor was surprisingly calm.
"Here...here!" The disciples behind her also came to their senses after being shouted at by her.
"Immediately divide your troops into two groups and withdraw from the town. If Shen Shi doesn't see me coming out, you will withdraw to the main altar on your own and make further plans." Feng Meiyu gave the order with a very firm attitude.
And her followers...after a slight hesitation, they quickly carried out this order.
Unlike many films and TV shows, they did not say lines such as "Master, we are not leaving!" or "Let's go together."
The real world, the real people, are often ruthless and unjust when it comes to life and death. There are not that many people who can put life and death aside to fulfill their loyalty... In fact, they are pitifully few.
Not long after, all the members of Baimei's congregation also ran away; in the middle of the street, only four people, a corpse, and an arm were left.
"Look at this posture... you are planning to fight to the death." He Yang Shinci was not in a hurry to take action. He knew that he could not be too quick if he wanted to plant fear into the hearts of those people.
Sometimes, fear not only comes from "unknown", but also from "understanding".
He needed to slow down the killing to allow people to realize what was happening.
"I'm not afraid of death." What Feng Meiyu said was true. Her life had already been a tragedy. After taking revenge, all she got was endless emptiness and physical and mental torture, so she didn't care much about her own life.
"But I don't intend to die in vain."
"Are you planning to die with me?" He Yang Shinci asked again.
"That's not necessarily the case," Feng Meiyu said.
"Oh?" He Yang Shinci had actually noticed the threat approaching quietly, but he still calmly motioned for the other party to continue speaking.
"Because... there are many people who are not afraid of death like me." Feng Meiyu continued.
When she said these words, a few more people appeared on the street.
To be precise, five people.
These five people are both male and female, with different ages and different sects, but they all have one thing in common: they all use swords.
"Confucian swordsman Xie Xiuwen, Zizhu layman Meng He, Tianzong sword Qiu Baqi, poisonous spider sword Tang Ling, Nanhai camel fairy horse Tayun..." He Yang Shinci's eyes swept over the faces of these people in turn, and he reported them one by one.
After naming these people, "Well... that's almost it."
"What's almost done?" Qiu Baqi is a thin man in his forties. He looks gentle, but his personality is quite impulsive and aggressive. "Do you have a long life?"
"Ha..." He Yang Shinci chuckled, not taking this provocation seriously, "I mean... if you guys stop here, you will be the most famous swordsmen in the Central Plains martial arts world."
What he said was true. Apart from the two dead men Duan Keyi and Mian Daoren, and Leng Yuqiu, the descendant of the divine sword style, these five swordsmen have the greatest reputation in the world.
"It's good that you know." Tang Ling's hand was already on the sword.
"I'm going to let you see if there is no one left in the Central Plains martial arts world!" Qiu Baqi is obviously the kind of person who is willing to risk his life just for a breath.
"First, I want the Sword Dance Notes, and second, I don't want to take orders from you, so... I think... I'd better kill you." Zizhu layman has a habit of speaking step by step, in an orderly manner.
And...he doesn't like to lie either.
"Hmph... I don't have any other intentions. Anyway, as long as they are Japanese pirates, I will kill every one I see!" Ma Tiyun's son, daughter-in-law, and grandson... all died at the hands of Japanese pirates. It can be said that the bitterness is great and the hatred is deep, so,
When it comes to people from Japan, he doesn't distinguish between good and bad, he just kills them.
"You barbarian from the Japanese country... today I want you to pay with your blood!" It's not surprising that Xie Xiuwen would stand up.
The head of the Xie family, who had been semi-retired in the palace, deliberately disguised himself this time and came to Linlu Town secretly, just to protect his grandson at a critical moment.
He originally thought that since his grandson had Uncle Liu with him, he didn't have to worry too much; only at night and on New Year's Eve would he need to take action himself.
Unexpectedly... Xie Wuhua would die in the inn in broad daylight.
After Xie Xiuwen learned about his grandson's death, he had been looking for Leng Yuqiu, but by then, the latter had left the inn and was missing. He did not show up here until today.
Therefore, whether it is as a member of the Central Plains Wulin or out of personal grudges, Xie Xiuwen will definitely come out to fight with the opponent.
"Okay...well come..." He Yang Shinci faced the five great swordsmen and the leader of Baimei, but he still showed no fear on his face.
On the contrary, his face showed excitement.
"You're welcome... let the six of you come together." At this moment, He Yang Shinci... untied the strap outside the weapon in his hand and pulled off the layer of wrapping rags.
Then, a samurai sword with a total length of about 1.5 meters, no sheath, and an extremely sharp edge... appeared in front of everyone.
When He Yang Shinci picked up the weapon, he finally put on a true "posture" and said: "Your words... should allow me to enjoy a little bit of fun."
