Chapter 321 Lost martial arts is not necessarily good martial arts
"So I am determined not to bet, no matter whether the bet is given or borrowed, I will not bet." Su Yang said to Shaman: "If I win, I will inevitably owe you a favor. If I lose, I still owe you a favor.
Favor."
"Are you afraid of owing others favors?" Shaman asked.
"Favors must always be repaid," Su Yang said.
At this time, many people suddenly turned around, as if some big shot had arrived. Su Yang also turned around, and when he turned around, he saw beef soup.
She has completely changed now, from a little girl who cooks for others, to a little princess who everyone wants to find an opportunity to cook for her. And she is a princess among princesses. No matter who sees her, they will feel
It would be a great honor for me to have the opportunity to cook for her.
If the little old man Wu Ming is the king of the island, then Beef Soup is the princess here. She is Wu Ming's daughter.
The little old man ignored Su Yang, walked over and took her hand, his eyes full of kindness, "I told you to go to bed early, why did you sneak out again."
Beef Soup: "I heard from the girl that someone came back from outside just now, but I wonder if there is any news about Brother Ninth?"
The little old man blinked: "I originally wanted to tell you tomorrow morning. Not only did Lao Jiu bring back some news, but he also asked his new follower Mu Ban to come back with some gifts for you."
The little old man smiled and waved, and with a flick of his fingers, sixteen shirtless and bald Kunlun slaves wearing only medium leather pants came over on the Jiuqu Bridge, grabbing eight huge boxes.
There was a man walking in front of them, with one arm and one leg. He was holding on to an iron crutch. His right leg was broken at the base, and his right arm was also chopped off at the shoulder. There was a knife mark on his face, hanging straight from his right eye.
Not only was his right eye blind, but half of his nose was cut off and his ears were missing.
I didn't know whether this person was ugly or handsome before, but now he looks indescribably mysterious and terrifying. Only half of his facial features and face are left, no wonder he is called half wooden.
Mu Ban had already asked the Kunlun slaves, who were all covered in luminous black, to open five boxes. The boxes were filled with silk and satin, and pollen. The fifth box was opened, and it was filled with jewels and dazzling flowers.
All kinds of emeralds, agates, gold, jewelry and jade.
No matter where these boxes are placed, they can cause a burst of exclamation, but Beef Soup always just smiles and nods, as if these things are no different from mud in his eyes. The only interesting thing is that these things are her nine
Brother gave it to her.
What's really interesting are the remaining three boxes.
There were three people in the three boxes. The first person had gray hair and a majestic appearance. Although he had been locked up in the box for a long time, his waist was still straight when he stood up. He was Situ Gang, the chief escort of the Qunying Escort Agency.
The second man was lean and lean, with bulging temples on both sides. He seemed to be a martial arts master both internally and externally.
The third man was wearing barefoot straw sandals and an old and greasy rag cassock. He actually had a smile on his round face, and he was clearly an honest monk.
Mu Ban said: "Master Ninth knows that these three people have offended the princess, so he asked the villain to send them quickly so that the princess can vent her anger."
He called her "princess" in every mouthful, and the beef soup actually deserved it, as if she really was a princess.
Su Yang didn't know what the martial arts of the first two people were like, but he still knew the honest monk's skills. Even Lu Xiaofeng might not be able to put him in a box, not to mention that the monk was actually not very honest. He wanted to defeat him and capture him.
The difficulty is completely different.
The honest monk glanced at Su Yang, suddenly clasped his hands and bowed to Su Yang, and said with a low eyebrow: "Amitabha, since you are here, the monk is saved."
"Monk, you are not very honest, I won't save you." Su Yang said.
Mu Ban laughed and said: "Although he is not an honest man, you are a smart man. If you want to save people here, I will probably have to risk your own life first."
As if to confirm Mu Ban's words, Situ Gang suddenly roared and slapped his own heavenly spirit hard with his backhand, as if he was about to commit suicide.
Unexpectedly, Beef Soup's body flashed, and his long and soft fingers pointed lightly like orchids. Situ Gang's arm immediately dropped, unable to move.
Mu Ban immediately cheered loudly: "Good work."
The beef soup was light: "This is just the simplest move in the Ruyi Orchid Hand, it is not a good Kung Fu!" Although the name of the Ruyi Orchid Hand is beautiful, it is one of the most terrifying Kung Fu in the martial arts.
It hurt people invisible. Situ Gang didn't seem to be seriously injured now, but in fact, the arm was permanently disabled. When the injury occurred later, it was even more painful. Apart from cutting off the arm at the root, there was no other way.
There is no second way to rescue.
Beef Soup sighed and said: "A good death is worse than a bad life, why do you want to die? Even if you know that you have offended me and committed a capital crime, you can still find someone to die for you. Apart from you, the three of you are
Likewise, as long as you can find someone to die for you, you don’t have to die."
Mu Ban laughed strangely again. He was the only half of the people here, and he seemed to be the weakest.
Sure enough, Situ Gang shouted loudly and raised his palm towards Mu Ban. Although Mu Ban was only half a person, his figure was extremely flexible. He pierced his body diagonally and stabbed the iron crutch diagonally under his armpit. He actually used the iron crutch to grow.
The sword, pointing towards the south with a smile, is exactly the swordsmanship of the Hainan School passed down from generation to generation.
Hainan swordsmanship specializes in the extreme, and he only has half a man left who happens to be able to bring out the essence of Hainan swordsmanship to the fullest. He only heard three chichichichi sounds, a scream, and the four-foot-long iron crutch penetrated through his right back.
A stream of blood spurted out like an arrow, turning into a rain of blood all over the sky.
Beef Soup clapped his hands and laughed: "Good swordsmanship."
Mu Ban imitated You Brouch's tone and said calmly: "These are just the simplest three moves among the Thirteen Moves of Tiancan. They are not considered good swordsmanship." The Thirteen Moves of Tiancan are originally the sword of the Hainan School for Zhenshan.
Unfortunately, the method has been lost long ago. Even the current leader of the Hainan School has only practiced two of the moves. However, this person casually used three moves to kill Situ Gang to death with his sword.
The tall, thin and capable man in black had obviously recognized his swordsmanship and was looking at him in surprise, his eyes full of fear. This man in black was none other than Black Swallow Luo Fei, the leader of the first village of Twelve Links Wood.
This man is famous for his light kung fu, and he can fly swallows back and forth with one move, which is a rare killer skill in the martial arts world.
He was half looking at the wood, but his feet were retreating. He suddenly turned around and rushed towards a man lying drunk on the railing at the end of the Jiuqu Bridge.
This move is exactly his unique skill Fei Yan Lai Lai, with clever movement and graceful posture. Even if he misses with one palm, he can still escape completely.
The man under the railing was so drunk that the purple gold crown on his head almost fell off. He was drooling. He looked like a dead man.
There was only a scream, followed by another 'plop', and water splashed everywhere. No one could see clearly how He Shangshu took action. Luo Fei had fallen into the pool and became a dead man.
He Shangshu turned over and fell asleep again, and the purple gold crown on his head finally fell. Mu Ban immediately walked over and respectfully put the purple gold crown on his head again: "The seven killers lying drunk in Liuyun,
Only those who drink it can get the true message, congratulations to the minister for his good kung fu."
Su Yang shook his head and smiled. This is another long-lost kung fu. The people on this island seem to be top masters of escaping from the world. Everyone has a few ways to beat the enemy.
"What about you? Have you made up your mind?" Beef Soup asked the honest monk.
The honest monk looked at Su Yang and sighed: "The monk is still very conscious. If you want to live, it seems that you have to choose him. The monk really didn't want his life, but now..."
He sighed and said: "No matter how precious other people's lives are, they are not as important as your own. No matter how worthless a monk's life is, it is always his own." This is indeed the truth. What the honest monk said is the truth.
.
He actually started to do it as soon as he said it. He rolled up his big sleeve covered with rags and satin, and a strong wind blew directly in front of Su Yang's door. The sleeves covered in rags were filled with great strength and were as sharp as a blade, and they actually whirred.
The sound of breaking through the sky.
"Does it mean that if he kills me, he will not die?" Su Yang asked the beef soup as he backed away.
"Or you kill him."
"Can I also find someone who can die in my place?" Su Yang asked again.
Beef Soup chuckled and said, "As long as you can find it."
Mu Ban smiled strangely, and it seemed that he could tell that Su Yang was looking for him. Among the people here, he had the lowest status, was physically disabled, and seemed to have the weakest martial arts. Including Situ Gang
Many people thought so, but in the end most of these people were already dead.
He enjoys the pleasure of being ignored and then killing someone violently. Every time he kills someone who thinks he is weak, he will secretly tremble with excitement. So sometimes he will deliberately pretend to be weak.
appearance to lure others into being deceived.
"Then I'll find you!"
Sure enough, Su Yang forced the honest monk away with one palm, and stabbed Mu Ban's face with the sword in his other hand. The long sword drew an arc in the air and stabbed straight into Mu Ban's throat crookedly.
A faint smile with an indescribable taste appeared on Beef Soup's face. It seemed to her that although the sword was traceless, it was also unorganized and had no power at all.
In fact, no one thought that this sword had any power. Even the honest monk sighed. He probably didn't expect that Su Yang's martial arts had not improved, but had deteriorated a lot after not seeing each other for such a short period of time.
Mu Banguai smiled and was about to take out his crutch. The man in front of him seemed to have better martial arts skills than Situ Gang, but he was very confident that he could fight with just two moves. The first move was to block his sword, and the second move was to use the crutch.
Stab him in the side.
He thought well, but he thought the opposite.
There was a crisp sound, and Su Yang's sword had cut off half of the iron staff. He was shocked and was about to dodge, but found that no matter how he dodge, he would be hitting his vital part directly into the opponent's sword.
There was another squeaking sound, and blood flew from Mu Banban's throat.
"The lost kung fu does not necessarily mean good martial arts, only those who can kill people." Su Yang sheathed his sword. (To be continued...)
