Crossing the sword with his left hand, the green steel sword rose violently. It was the most violent move among the Thirteen Swords of Dreams, "Killing in Dreams"!
The sword moves were haphazard and even seemed crude, like a country man wielding a rusty hatchet while chopping randomly, but it had an unreasonable air of "I just want you to die."
With a slash of the sword, Zhao Zhengyi screamed in agony. The leg he kicked out was immediately cut off by its roots. The edge of the green steel sword stirred and stabbed into his lower abdomen.
At the same time, the palm prints of Fleeting Time had condensed into a network, and he grabbed the iron rod. The force on the iron rod touched his palm, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea.
Tian Qi was shocked and turned pale. He held on to the stick tightly and tried to snatch it back. Su Yang shouted loudly, grabbed one end of the iron rod, and with both men and the stick, he swept across the entire army and flew fiercely towards the enemy.
Throw away the iron courage that comes.
There was a loud bang, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the iron rod hit the wall directly, blowing half of Tian Qi's body. Two iron guts were also knocked away, killing two heroes in the crowd who were watching.
Mo Yun's hand had reached the corner of Su Yang's clothes, and it seemed that there was no way to avoid it. Su Yang suddenly made a move that was not found in any martial arts. He sat on the ground like a gangster fighting, and managed to avoid it.
A palm followed by a punch hit Mo Yun's hand three inches below the crotch.
There was a soft sound of an egg breaking, and Mr. Moyun froze on the spot with his mouth wide open, his lower abdomen and internal organs bursting into pieces.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Qin Xiaoyi turned around and jumped towards the hole between the first and second floors that Su Yang had knocked away, trying to escape.
"You can't leave!"
Before the voice fell, a cold light flashed across his waist. Qin Xiaoyi did escape from the cave, but only half of her body. Her upper body fell on the floor of the second floor. She died immediately.
In the blink of an eye, four famous heroes, great knights, and righteous men became dead men.
When they were alive, they looked disgusting and an eyesore, but after they died, they looked much more comfortable.
But it's not over yet. Ah Fei, a young man with wolf-like intuition, is right, Xingyun Village is very dirty.
Snow is the cleanest in the world. Blood is the purest in the world. Dirty places should be washed with blood and snow.
If God brings snow, then I will make Xingyun Village stained with blood.
The people upstairs had dispersed in a hurry. A swarm of bees poured out of the small building like they were desperate.
Su Yang held his sword and walked downstairs step by step with his head lowered. He walked out of the small building and walked on the white snow, among the blooming plum trees.
He didn't seem to be walking fast, and there was a clear distinction between each step and the next, but in an instant he caught up with the fleeing crowd, like a ghost walking forward from the back of the crowd.
With every step he took, the green steel sword waved casually, taking away a life and spreading blood around him.
These people's hearts are dirty, but their blood is hot and clean, which can be used to wash away the filth all over the ground.
In Xingyun Village, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and screams were heard all over the sky.
"Help me go, help me go!"
Qin Zhong had rolled off the stretcher and was crawling in the snow, trying to hug the legs of the people around him, howling: "I am Qin Zhong, I am the son of Qin Xiaoyi, and I am the first disciple of Shaolin!"
But those people in the world who before a stick of incense were eager to sell their wives to curry favor with him, now they wish they had two extra legs, and no one paid attention to him.
Qin Xiaoyi is already dead, and the Shaolin leader's disciple is not the Shaolin leader after all.
Su Yang was like a god of murder who came from hell, killing one step at a time, step by step, walking towards him steadily and without stopping.
Qin Zhong supported the ground with both hands, and blood was seeping from the bandage. He cried and moved back, shouting: "Let me go, let me go, and I will tell you everything..."
"
His screams stopped suddenly, and his head rolled to the side. Su Yang lowered his head, slowly walked past him, and said to himself: "It's too late, I hope when you say it, you
Don’t tell me, now I don’t want to hear it anymore.”
I left the backyard of Xingyun Village and came to the hall again. The hall was already overcrowded.
Long Xiaoyun held a spear, and the remaining Jianghu people stood behind him tremblingly. Once someone took the lead, these Jianghu heroes still had some courage.
Maybe their courage and justice are the same, like a little girl who is afraid of ghosts and only dares to appear when there are many people.
"Kill him, kill him!"
"Kill this devil!"
"Avenge Daxia Tian!"
Long Xiaoyun's face had turned whiter than snow. He gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you kill indiscriminately! Do you know who these people you are killing are! Aren't you afraid of being cut into pieces by the entire world?"
Su Yang said nothing and slowly walked towards him step by step.
"Go!" Long Xiaoyun waved his hand, and the close servants behind him rushed towards Su Yang from both sides with strange screams.
There is a difference between 'brothers, come on me' and 'brothers, come on me'. Long Xiaoyun obviously belongs to the former, but people in the hall thought he was the latter.
The heroes swarmed up, as if they were eager to prove the truth that "two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands".
So soon, the strange screams turned into screams one after another, and even faster, the screams turned into feeble wails.
When he looked up again, Long Xiaoyun was no longer in the hall. He had taken advantage of these people's opportunity to attack Su Yang and fled outside quickly.
His Qinggong was very good, even surpassing his marksmanship, and he was already outside the gate of Xingyun Village in the blink of an eye.
However, Su Yang's movement technique can be used to leap forward a thousand miles, and this movement technique is more suitable for use in snowy, rainy, windy and other weather changes.
What’s even more coincidental is that the first step of the eight steps of Wuxiang happens to contain ‘light body shape’ and ‘wind intention’. For Qing Gong, after understanding it, Qing Gong will not only be doubled?
Su Yang started from behind, but was already behind Long Xiaoyun.
Long Xiaoyun's martial arts is not weak, at least it is much stronger than several heroes inside. He may be able to be included in the weapon list. If he does not escape but fights to the death, he may not be able to hurt Su Yang.
If he really dared to fight to the death, he might not kill him.
But he chose to run away. He left his so-called beloved wife and son and ran away, but at this time he shouted: "Don't kill me, I admit it. Everything I did is for this family!"
Most of the time, human beings tend to live in the illusions they have made for themselves, thinking that they must be a passionate lover, a caring husband, and a kind father. Everything they do is for this family. They even risk their lives for this family.
You don't have to. In fact, in the past ten years, Long Xiaoyun did this and did it very well. At least better than Li Xunhuan.
If nothing unexpected happens, Long Xiaoyun may live in this illusion for the rest of his life, just like if Li Xunhuan had not met Su Yang, he may have lived in the fantasy of a "sentimental and righteous tragic prodigal" that he weaved for himself.
But there are only two situations where one can truly see his true temperament.
The first is a very small detail. The second is a life or death situation, a time of danger.
In a time of crisis, when the entire Xingyun Village was completely unable to resist the massacre, Long Xiaoyun instinctively chose to abandon his seriously injured son and his wife, who had mediocre martial arts skills, and escape alone.
Maybe there will be many excuses and high-sounding reasons to explain all this in the future, and it will be completely explainable, but he can't wait for that day.
Su Yang stuck behind him, and the long sword passed through his heart and chest. He said softly in his ear: "It turns out that you don't love Lin Shiyin as much as you thought. People like you love her more."
It seems that my life is still my own.”
Long Xiaoyun opened his mouth wide, but could not speak. He might want to argue, or he might admit it. But it was meaningless now.
To the dead, nothing has any meaning.
However, the killing is not over yet.
Long Xiaoyun already knew his fate when he saw Su Yang.
"It's not fair, it's not fair!"
Long Xiaoyun's little face was full of dissatisfaction and resentment. Although his body could not move, his two fists were tearing at the brocade quilt, as if he wanted to vent his anger!
Su Yang pulled up a chair, sat down in front of him, and said calmly: "No rush, no rush, we still have a lot of time, I can listen to what you have to say."
"I don't accept it! There are so many experts here, there are so many of them, and the plan is so well-arranged. I have already calculated it accurately. Even if you don't die this time, your reputation will be discredited. You will be like two wild dogs.
Everyone in the arena shouted and beat me!"
Long Xiaoyun gritted his teeth and said: "Not only you, but also Li Xunhuan, you will definitely die!"
His little face was distorted, and he said angrily: "Zhao Zhengyi, Qin Xiaoyi and those people have simply lived in the belly of a dog. They have practiced martial arts all their lives, but they still can't catch you!"
"Because of the martial arts world, martial arts is very important." Su Yang said cheerfully.
"Tell yourself, if it weren't for your high martial arts skills and using such an unreasonable method to break the situation, you would be dead!"
Su Yang gently stroked his head, as if stroking a kitten or puppy: "You are right, but unfortunately I am good at martial arts. There is nothing I can do about it. You can't even see this.
All I can say is that I have to die. What else do you have to object to?"
He couldn't move his neck and could only let Su Yang touch his head. His eyes were full of anger and he shouted: "I just don't accept it. I was born to practice martial arts. I have the secret book of the legendary hero Wang Lianhua.
My father and uncles are all heroes in the world of martial arts, and I was destined to be a brilliant member of the martial arts clan since I was born!"
"And you, Kuai Jian Xiao Su, you are nothing, a down-and-out swordsman who wanders the world, a prodigal son with a notorious reputation. You are not as good as me compared to your birth, you are not as good as me compared to your talent, you are still inferior to me in terms of strategy, how can you do it?
Steal my limelight!”
He was going crazy and yelled: "Why, why, you want me to meet you now, just give me ten more years, no! Five years, if you show up again, I don't need any strategy at all, just give me
It can kill you directly. Why, why, you have to show up!"
"I don't quite understand, why do you have to kill me?" Su Yang shook his head and said, "Is it because I crippled you?"
"Because the protagonist of this world can only be me! As long as you give me another five years, I will definitely be able to do it." Long Xiaoyun shouted desperately.
"Oh, I understand. In fact, everything can be explained in just one sentence."
Su Yang nodded and suddenly realized: "In the story, everyone thinks that they are the protagonist, but in fact, there is only one real protagonist, and the others can only be supporting roles. But unfortunately, the protagonist of this story.
It was destined from the beginning that it was me and it could only be me."
What else was Long Xiaoyun going to say? Su Yang's palm was already pressed on his chest.
This time, he no longer had the longevity card on his chest, so he could only stare wide-eyed, bleeding from the seven holes, and trembling all over.
Su Yang leaned into his ear and whispered: "Actually, in your own story, you are indeed the protagonist. It's a pity that you are the protagonist of the tragedy."
Long Xiaoyun opened his eyes wide, wondering if he understood what Su Yang meant.
But it doesn't matter whether he understands it or not, and it's meaningless whether he lives with his eyes closed because his story is over.
............
Overnight, the snow melted, the blood dried, and Xingyun Village was in ruins.
Li Xunhuan really disappeared. Lin Shiyin also disappeared. Even Tie Chuanjia and A Fei didn't show up again.
I searched every brick and tile in Xingyun Village but could not find them. It was as if they had never appeared in this world.
Even Su Yang didn't know what they were doing or where they were.
But one thing is certain that there is no one in this world who can kill Li Xunhuan, and as long as Li Xunhuan lives, it will be difficult for Lin Shiyin to die.
As for A Fei?
Su Yang couldn't help but want to laugh. This boy's mother is Bai Feifei, not Su Yang. He has his own path to the world. I have my own path to the world.
The road in the world can only be walked by oneself. In the final analysis, there are only four words: no complaints and no regrets.
Besides, since I am the protagonist of the comedy, the people in this story will definitely not have a sad ending.
This is destined.
But Baying is back.
"Master, yesterday Lao Tie said not to stay and cause trouble for you, so he took me outside to hide for a day." Ba Ying looked at the dead people on the ground and took a breath: "Master, this is all your fault.
of."
"What's wrong? It's too cruel?" Su Yang was washing his hands in the pool.
His hands were covered in blood, and the water in the pool had turned red, not any cleaner than his hands.
If a person's heart is clean, it doesn't matter whether his hands are clean or not.
"How cruel is this?" Ba Ying said indifferently: "Master, don't imitate Li Tanhua's mother-in-law and mother-in-law. We are people of the world. What are people of the world? Drawing a sword in anger and killing people in ten steps is the world.
If people are always more reasonable than knowledgeable, and don't fight back when others bully them, then they will just go back to farming and become a cuckold. If you don't kill them, they will kill us."
"But." Baying said a little worried: "We'd better leave quickly. These people belong to the sect. If their relatives, friends, teachers and elders come to seek revenge, it will be troublesome. Young Master, you can't keep killing them."
Bar."
"Kill all the time?"
Su Yang frowned, then suddenly smiled, and asked Ba Ying with interest: "Why can't you keep killing?"
"Ah?" Baying was stunned, but couldn't answer.
Why can’t we just keep killing? Why can’t we kill when others come to cause trouble?
............
The couplets on the gate of Xingyun Village with three flowers have been changed.
It was replaced by seven simple and direct characters.
"Please come for revenge, I'm waiting"
In the next ten days, the three major righteous sects of Baoding Prefecture, together with the two major escort bureaus, came to Xingyun Village to investigate the crime. Eighteen people died and returned home in vain;
A month later, disciples from Zhao Zhengyi, Qin Xiaoyi, Tian Qi and other sects arrived and rushed into Xingyun Village in the middle of the night. That night, there were constant shouts of killing. At dawn, no one came out. Four sects in the world were eliminated;
The large characters outside the door were changed again, replaced by a couplet:
"There is no basis for the axioms of right and wrong. Gratitude and grudges of life and death can be seen under the sword."
Three years later, Shaolin Wudang united the seven major sects and went to Xingyun Village. They fought with each other verbally and physically for three days before returning home defeated.
In the second half of the year, the righteous people in the pass gathered from all directions towards Xingyun Village. Some broke in secretly, some assassinated, some went alone, or formed gangs and invited relatives and friends. Xingyun Village fought in chaos for three months.
One day, Su Yang looked at the blood dripping from the sword and suddenly felt a little tired.
He drank a whole jar of wine and then figured out a question.
The next day, a piece of bullshit limerick was posted outside Xingyun Village.
"I have learned the Lianhua Baojian. The original copy has been burned. I want to recruit someone to try it out. Please come!"
Since then, there has been no voice of condemnation in the world, and no one has come to Xingyun Village. It seems that there has never been this Zhuangzi in the world, no Fourth Master Long, no selfless Zhao Zhengyi, no one like Qin Xiaoyi, etc.
Number one.
This one-person massacre of the entire Jianghu righteousness was later called the 'July Massacre'.
However, in the world, there is another ghost village and a devil appears.
Blood Sword, Blood Sword Pagoda.
……..
A year later, on a cold morning that could freeze a person's nose off, a middle-aged man stood alone on the deserted street outside Xingyun Village.
He was wearing a green cloth robe with long flowing sleeves. This robe would be too long no matter who wore it, but when it was worn on him, the cloth could not cover his knees.
However, he still wore a strange high hat on his head. At a sudden glance, it looked like a dead tree. Combined with his blue and black complexion, he looked like the capricious figure on the stage.
But what's even more terrifying are his eyes, which definitely don't look like human eyes.
His eyes were actually cyan, the eyeballs were cyan, and the whites of his eyes were also cyan, and they shone brightly, like will-o'-the-wisps in the cemetery.
A dove, also blue, fluttered its wings and landed on his shoulder. There was a small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's foot, and there was a letter in the bamboo tube.
‘Rearrange the weapon list, Blood Sword is fourth’
Yi Cui looked at the flying pigeon in the palm of his hand passing the message, his face changed several times, he sighed, turned around and left.
He left, but the story is not over.
Because human beings have endless desires, and as long as these desires exist and there are still people who have the power to dominate others, the story will not end.
Of these **, the most important ones are of course ‘sex’ and ‘money’.
The female Bodhisattva of Great Joy outside Guan is very rich but lacks love. She wants to spend ten thousand taels of gold to make Su Yang love her well.
With such a strange wish and such a woman who admires herself, of course she should go and have a look and have a good talk about life with her. (To be continued...)
ps: Thanks to ‘Yinzhuwu’, ‘Shadow’s Solo Dance’, ‘God’s Hand’, and ‘Nanxi Old Man’ for their reward support!
Another 5,000-word chapter. Phew, 20,000 words in two days. It’s so tiring that I’m lying down.
I'm going to get together for a friend's birthday. I don't know if I can come back in the afternoon. If I don't come back, there won't be a chapter tonight, but I will make up for it.
I think there will be more big outbursts like yesterday's in the future~~
