11. Yang Wei with the Sword. The Teaching of Killing
Looking at the lights and shadows of swords around him, Liu Meng sat cross-legged on a stool, looking into the distance with eyes that were both trance-like and hazy.
Seeing that the other party did not take him seriously, the burly middle-aged man with a red face said angrily: "Listen, kid! This is Changsha, and the elders have the final say. Come and go wherever you go as soon as possible, otherwise, don't blame your bandits."
Grandpa bullies the young with the big one!"[
It's so annoying, destroying the chivalrous feeling he just found. Liu Meng frowned and said impatiently: "Who are you going to tell this guy to shut up? He's too noisy."
Cheng Qingshan, the 14th generation disciple, responded. This formation must be beautiful. Cheng Qingshan's Zhu Rong swordsmanship is considered the best in the Hengshan sect. He can easily deal with such a rough and powerful man.
Cheng Qingshan drew out his long sword, looked at the red-faced man and said coldly: "The elder has ordered you to shut up!" As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand was thrust out. The sword wind roared, and the red-faced man held back a curse word in his mouth.
He was so frightened that he quickly retreated. But how could Cheng Qingshan let it go? Three swords were struck in a series, and the red-faced man dodged two swords in a row. The last sword could no longer be avoided, and his chest was immediately pierced.
The gang members in black clothes surrounding him exclaimed in unison: "Kou Dharma Protector!" Two gang members rushed to support him, but after struggling for a few times, the red-faced man suddenly tilted his head and died.
At the same time, a firework suddenly shot up into the sky in Changsha City, exploding in mid-air, and a small blue sword flashed out. It was the unique symbol of the Hengshan Sect. Zhang Baifan came over and whispered: "
Uncle Liu, this is the signal sent by Junior Brother Qi and others, it seems that the city has succeeded."
The Nanchu Gang operates many industries, many of which are exclusive monopolies, but the most profitable place is the Daxiang Casino. As soon as he arrived outside Changsha City, Liu Meng ordered Qi Ayi and four other disciples to join Qu Feiyan
Together, they entered the city in disguise, destroyed the casino at noon, and used them as suspects to disrupt the judgment of the Nanchu Gang.
Sure enough, not long after, thick smoke billowed in the city, and it seemed that a few people had set fire to the casino.
The sound of dense footsteps sounded, and dozens of black-clothed men rushed out from the gate, standing on both sides, and then shouted in unison: "Welcome to the gang leader!"
Following the shouts, an old man in black robes walked out slowly. He had a ruddy complexion, a black beard, and high temples on both sides. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle.
The person who came was none other than the leader of the Nanchu Gang, the Great Eagle King Zhong Chutian!
Behind him were more than ten people, tall, short, fat and thin, all with extraordinary aura. Standing behind Zhong Chutian, they glared at Liu Meng who was sitting there handsomely.
"Who killed my gangster protector!?" Zhong Chutian's voice was dry and harsh, like iron claws scratching against gold and stone. A pair of eagle eyes scanned the impressive disciples of the Hengshan Sect, and finally turned their attention to Liu Meng.
Liu Meng didn't pay attention to these people at all. Instead, he held the flute at the corner of his mouth, played a low note, and then said calmly: "Tell me who is behind you, and you will not die."
As soon as these words came out, all the masters of the Nanchu Gang were in an uproar. Then they started to yell and curse. Zhong Chutian raised his hand to stop his men. He stared at this handsome young man for a while, then suddenly raised his head and laughed, saying
: "I, Zhong Chutian, have traveled across Hunan and Hubei for decades. No one has ever dared to speak to me in such a tone!"
The name of the Dali Eagle King was once louder than that of the Nanchu Gang. Thirty years ago, before he took over as gang leader, he was also a commendable figure in the entire world. Now he is being treated like this by an unknown junior.
Contempt, how can you make him laugh without being angry?
Liu Meng stood up, dusted off the corners of his robe, inserted the flute into his waist, and then said slowly: "Time is running out. I advise you to think carefully about whether being a pawn for others is worth your presumption."
Give up your life."
Then they raised their hands, and all the Hengshan disciples drew their swords with their backhands. Their movements were uniform, and they made a "choking" sound, like a dragon chanting or a crane roaring. In the cold light, the sword energy soared into the sky, causing everyone in the Nanchu Gang to rise into the sky.
His color changed greatly, and he changed his contemptuous attitude just now.
Zhong Chutian's face was gloomy, he glanced at the disciples of Hengshan opposite, and said solemnly: "Say more, since your Hengshan sect is here today, don't even think about leaving! I haven't done anything in person for many years, so I took care of you today.
You lier!"
Shaking his head, it seemed that he was very regretful, Liu Meng looked up at the sky again, and murmured: "Why hasn't it rained yet?" After saying that, his figure flashed, a sword light suddenly shined out, and then there was
Blood splashed, and then the sound of "chi" was heard, and the sound of sharp blades piercing the air was heard.[
The speed of this sword was beyond the recognition of everyone present. Most of them only saw the flash of the sword, and even the lightning and thunder were not that fast. Then, the young Hengshan sect elder stood back to the original place, holding a sword in his hand.
A drop of blood was slipping down from the long sword with clear blue water.
Everyone quickly looked at Zhong Chutian again and saw that he was covering his throat with his hands, blood spurting out like a fountain, and his body was shaking back and forth. It was unclear whether it was fear or pain. The masters of the Nanchu Gang screamed loudly and rushed forward to hold Zhong Chutian.
In just a few short breaths, Zhong Chutian's originally rosy complexion turned gray. His body suddenly jerked and then stiffened suddenly. Some people burst into tears after trying.
A sword seals the throat.
Liu Meng didn't bother to put in a second effort. He looked at the masters of the Nanchu Clan who were crying for the Clan Leader. He spoke the mantra and shouted: "I won't kill anyone who puts down his weapons!"
This sound was like a thunder explosion on the ground. The black-clothed gang members standing on both sides of the gate were shaken and dizzy. For a while, the steel knives in their hands were dropped one after another, and they all covered their ears with their hands and squatted on the ground feeling sick and vomiting.
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The dozen or so Nanchu gang masters, although their faces were pale from the shock and their energy and blood were boiling, could still stand upright. They looked at each other in horror, and they shouted in unison, each holding a weapon, and they were about to attack.
Liu Meng laughed, and flashed again, and said loudly: "Everyone, watch out." The long sword in his hand stabbed forward, as fast as thunder. He shouted: "The wind returns and the lightning strikes." With a sneer, he held the sword in his hand.
The strong man with the whip was stung to the core.
"The solitary wild goose flies south." "The gentle chant returns to the wind." "The solitary wild goose flies south." "The Makino meteor."...
While chanting loudly and slowly, he unfolded his long sword, taking one step at a time, killing with each move. Although the long sword was extremely fast, it allowed everyone to see every step clearly. No matter how the opponent blocked or dodged, he would always be able to kill.
It's a one-sword kill from an unexpected angle and in an incredible way.
All the Hengshan disciples opened their eyes wide, seeing that the Huifeng Luoyan Sword Technique they usually practiced was so exquisite in the hands of Elder Liu. Many things that were not clear before became clear at once. They couldn't help but be intoxicated.
, if you are clever and clever, just stick to the long sword and start swinging it.
The last sword suddenly hit the ground and curled diagonally. His body turned twice sharply, the tip of the sword trembled sharply, and it slashed diagonally upward from the belly of the bald old man, directly disemboweling him.
"There is snow in Hengshan Mountain."
Sheathing the sword and standing upright, Liu Meng gently held a sword flower in his hand, and put the long sword of Yitian back into the scabbard. All the disciples let out an exclamation, obviously in response to the beautiful sword move "There is snow in Hengshan Mountain".
How it could be so bloody is a surprise to everyone.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liu Meng smiled and taught: "There is an old saying, 'Sword moves are dead, but people are alive.' No matter how exquisite the moves are, their power must always be controlled by the person who uses them. Remember
Remember, it is the person who uses the sword, not the sword that uses the sword."
Then, the thoughtful disciples each pondered for a moment before clapping their hands and saying: "Group into groups as before and search carefully. If anyone resists, they will be killed on the spot!"
Although there are many disciples who seem to have an epiphany, they can't achieve anything in just a moment. Even if they give it two more hours, they can't make a breakthrough. When practicing martial arts, the most important thing is to have an epiphany. Everything can be met but cannot be sought. If
To force it is not beautiful.
All the disciples received the order in unison, and each rushed into the Nanchu Gang's main hall with their swords. Liu Meng continued to sit on the stool, looking up at the sky, looking leisurely, not bothering his nose at the smell of blood in front of the door.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel something in his heart. Liu Meng turned to look at the woods to the west, and saw a gray shadow jumping out of it, flashing for a few times, then quickly disappearing.
This person peeping on the sidelines should undoubtedly be the mastermind behind the instigation of the Nanchu Gang. But why did he watch the leader of the Nanchu Gang being picked on and not come to the rescue?
The news that Zhang Baifan spent a lot of money to buy it mentioned that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhong Chutian entertained distinguished guests at Pinxian Restaurant. The guests spoke with a Central Plains accent from Henan. Could it be them?
Feeling unreasonably irritable in his heart, Liu Meng took out the flute from his waist and placed it between his mouth. Somehow, the song "A Laugh in the Sea" sounded naturally, with twists and turns, and the melodious sound of the flute.[
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After wiping out the Nanchu Clan, they gained a lot. All the five carriages they brought were filled with all kinds of gold and silver. Finally, a fire was set on the main hall of the Nanchu Clan on the bank of the Xiangjiang River and burned to the ground.
The land was completely white. Qu Feiyan and his four disciples, 1, 2, 3 and 4, destroyed the casino and reaped a great harvest.
Of course, money is secondary, and the most important thing is that all the disciples are eating meat for the first time, and their martial arts and swordsmanship have made great progress. Qu Feiyan raised his face, extremely proud, and said that he had killed three people by himself.
Known as a master of the Nanchu Gang, no one from the other party ran away, and everyone was blocked in the room.
How could she be so bloodthirsty at such a young age? Of course Liu Meng wouldn't allow it, so he showed off his teacher's style and taught her a lesson. It was as if he had forgotten that he was the one who asked her to practice killing people.
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The Nanchu Gang, which had dominated the underworld in Changsha for decades, was wiped out in half a day. The powerful Eagle King Zhong Chutian, who was famous throughout Hunan and Hubei in the past, was cut off with a sword! All his masters committed massacres, and only one survived.
News in the world always spreads very fast. Even before Liu Meng and others returned to Hengshan, Mr. Mo Da, the leader, already knew about it.
The Hengshan Sect launched a killing spree so resolutely and stabbed the head of the Nanchu Clan with swords. This fierce style shocked all the watching factions. Some forces with ulterior motives also suppressed their thoughts and went crazy.
We will collect the person in charge of the Hengshan Sect this time, the newly promoted elder Liu Meng.
