Ever since he had the opportunity to study and figure out the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique and the Dugu Nine Swords, Liu Meng's understanding of the Hui Feng Luoyan Sword Technique has reached a new level.
It is no exaggeration to say that even the founder of this swordsmanship may not have a deeper knowledge or a more thorough understanding than Liu Meng.
There are nine swords in one move, and the angle and power of each sword can be done as you like. Nine points of cold light roar through the air, and the head is covered with black and white. Although black and white is superb, he is still facing such a sword net.
How to avoid it?
Only the screams and screams in the air were heard, blood spattered, and the black and white seeds were stabbed from the temple on the left side to the Jianjing and Tianzong points. Under the internal force, the black and white stones shook a few times.
Shake and immediately fall to the ground and die.
Dan Qingsheng was lying on the ground, and when he saw Hei Baizi being stabbed to death by Liu Meng, he was angry and sad, and shouted: "How dare you kill my second brother, my four friends in the south of the Yangtze River will never break up with you!" Tears flowed from his face, obviously.
The relationship between the four brothers is very good.
Liu Meng didn't want to be verbose with him. Since he had already taken action, he had to be more decisive. He immediately spread his body and rushed inside. After bypassing a small yard, there was a thatched cottage behind the flower bed, and inside there was a short, fat man.
The bald old man was splashing ink. When he saw Liu Meng rushing in, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Who are you?"
This bald and fat old man should be the Bald Pen Man, the master of Sanzhuang. He is the best at calligraphy, and even the martial arts he is good at is the stone drum acupoint calligraphy method. A judge's pen made of fine steel is difficult to rival in the world.
Holding his fists, Liu Meng raised his voice and said: "I'm Liu Meng of the Hengshan sect, how are the three village masters doing these days?" The Bald Bi Weng was startled when he was asked, and asked curiously: "The Hengshan sect? What does it have to do with me? I've been very depressed recently.
OK."
Waving the Yitian sword in his hand, Liu Meng said with a smile: "I heard that the master of the third village is particularly exquisite in his technique of tapping acupuncture points with a stone drum, and I would like to learn from him." Only then did the bald pen man understand that this young man had actually barged in.
, his face immediately darkened. His two bald eyebrows drooped, and he said: "How can Meizhuang be a place for you and others to invade randomly? The Wuyue Sword Sect is so courageous. I will go after you after catching a blind boy like you."
Leader of the Left Alliance, let’s talk about the truth!”
Liu Meng didn't care how angry he would be, and kept laughing to himself. When the opponent came out with a long pen, he immediately waved his sword to meet him, jumped up and down, and fought together.
This time to deal with Bald Pen Weng, Liu Meng used the newly developed Yunshui Sword Technique. After using it, it was light and erratic, and the sword power was as fast as the wind. Bald Pen Weng muttered "General Pei! Monarchy"
**, the fierce general Qing Jiugai. The war horses are like dragons and tigers, and the mausoleum is so majestic!" He waved his pen and tapped Liu Meng's left cheek three times.
General Pei's poem? The bald pen man loved books and became an idiot, so he used calligraphy as a move. Liu Meng didn't know calligraphy anyway, so he just attacked the enemy and rescued him. His long sword flashed and stabbed him in the right shoulder. The bald pen man had no choice but to use his pen to block it.
Unexpectedly, the opponent's long sword did not touch the judge's pen at all, and retracted immediately.
After fighting for a few moves, the bald pen man felt that something was wrong. The swordsmanship of this young man who called himself Hengshan School was so exquisite. Every sword was pointed at the place where he must defend, forcing himself to be unable to use it at all. Every word was written only
Halfway through, I couldn't write anymore. It was really frustrating.
Sweat was dripping from his forehead. The bald man knew that today was going to be unlucky, so he took a chance and roared loudly, hoping to attract others to deal with this young man. But how could Liu Meng do what he wanted? The tip of his sword trembled slightly.
, he used two moves in succession to play the flute on the river, and the flowers bloomed to see the Buddha.
Yitian's long sword is extremely sharp. One sword stroke cut off the judge's pen made of fine steel, and another sword stabbed the Bald Pen Old Man's Qi Sea. The energy on the sword was twisted, and all the Bald Pen Old Man's martial arts skills were instantly disabled.
After losing three village owners in a row, one was killed and the other crippled. Among the four friends of Jiangnan, only "Qin" was left.
Past the thatched cottage, there is a winding corridor. At the end, you pass through a crescent-shaped cave door, which is the stone house where Huang Zhonggong, the owner of Meizhuang Village, died. It is also the entrance to the dungeon at the bottom of the West Lake.
The flower path is quiet and quiet, with bamboo fences on both sides. The pebbles on the flower path are covered with moss. Walking on it makes people feel like they are looking for ancient times. This flower path leads to three stone houses. There are only seven or eight houses in front and back. The green pine trees grew tall and tall, covering the surrounding area with a gloomy atmosphere.
"Whoever is coming, stop!" An old voice suddenly came from the stone house. Although it looked old and weak, it contained a strong sense of determination.
Liu Meng stopped as he was told, knowing in his heart that this must be Huang Zhonggong, the eldest of the Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River, and immediately said loudly: "I am sending Liu Meng from Hengshan to pay homage to Senior Huang, the owner of the villa. Please come out of the house to talk."
This Huang Zhonggong had a very violent temper. In the original book, he would rather commit suicide than return to our subordinates. Although he could not do it himself, it did not prevent Liu Meng from admiring this kind of noble character and unyielding spirit. people,
After a while, the old voice in the stone house spoke again. "How many masters from the Wuyue Sword Sect have come? Where are Zuo Lengchan and Mr. Mo Da?"
The other party was able to find the center of Meizhuang without restraint. The Wuyue Sword Sect must have invaded in a large scale this time, with each using their own masters to entangle the second, third and fourth brothers. Otherwise, how could the other party have been able to do so easily just by himself? Come here?
Understanding the meaning of Huang Zhonggong's question, Liu Meng said: "Senior Brother Zuo and Senior Brother Mo were busy with matters and did not come. This time they are just the next person."
You can imagine how surprised Huang Zhonggong in the stone house was when he heard this. After waiting for a long time, he saw him walking out of the house.
But seeing that Huang Zhonggong was in his sixties, he was as skinny as wood, and the muscles on his face were sunken, as straight as a skeleton, and his appearance was extremely terrifying. He was holding a Yao Qin in his arms, looking at Liu Meng with bright eyes, and said coldly He said: "What happened to my three brothers?"
"Unfortunately, the second owner of the village was accidentally killed by me, and the other two are not in danger of their lives." Liu Mengdao also said frankly, telling Huang Zhonggong in front of him that Hei Baizi was dead, and Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng were not still alive.
Huang Zhonggong sighed, with a sad look on his face, and whispered to himself: "No wonder the strings of the piano broke just now. It turns out that the second brother...he has already left." Squeezing out a tear, Huang Zhonggong looked at the person in front of him coldly. The young man said, "What is your intention in killing people and breaking into the village?"
"I want to make a bet with Senior Huang. The bet is the lives of the three village owners and the fourth village owner." Liu Meng keenly grasped the other party's emphasis on brotherhood and immediately changed his strategy, using Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng's fate as the starting point. Threatening the opponent's life.
"I heard that Senior Huang is a master of the piano and flute, and is particularly good at using the sound of the piano to control people and the invisible. Therefore, I dare to ask Senior for advice. If I am defeated, the Third and Fourth Village Masters can release them without any difficulty."
Huang Zhonggong answered indifferently: "What if I lose?" Liu Meng said with a smile: "If I am lucky enough to win, I will ask you, senior, to agree to something." Huang Zhonggong still said expressionlessly: "What is it?" Liu Meng said: "Please open the entrance to the dungeon. I would like to see Mr. Ren."
When he first came here, he and Dan Qingsheng told him that he wanted to let Woxing out of prison, but they ended up fighting each other and there was no room for maneuver. Now Liu Meng is more tactful. Anyway, after seeing Woxing, it's up to him whether to let him out.
You have the final say.
Huang Zhonggong pondered for a long time and said: "Your Wuyue Sword Sect knew that he was imprisoned here, why didn't you just seal the prison door and let him never see the light of day forever to avenge the blood feud over the years? But you want to see him instead?" Liu Meng said seriously:
"How can it be a man to add insult to injury and take advantage of others' danger? If our Five Mountains Sword Sect wants to kill him, we will let him die in a dignified manner until we are convinced."
With a chuckle, Huang Zhonggong obviously didn't believe it, but said: "If you can defeat me, I will be dead. You can do whatever you want by then."
After saying that, Huang Zhonggong held the Yao Qin horizontally and flicked the strings with one hand, making a crisp sound of "夤". When the sound reached his ears, Liu Meng felt his energy and blood fluctuate for a while, and his mind felt a little dizzy.
Go ahead! It’s a sonic weapon?
Liu Meng did not expect that the opponent's martial arts was so amazing. He immediately focused his attention on the opponent's right hand playing the piano, and the Nine Yin Zhenyue Jue in his body was running rapidly, just waiting for Huang Zhonggong to pluck the strings again.
Huang Zhonggong's Kung Fu has a name called "Seven-stringed Invisible Sword", but it infuses superior internal force into the sound of the piano to disturb the enemy's mind. The opponent's internal force resonates with the sound of the piano throughout his life, and he is unknowingly controlled by the sound of the piano.
If it is soothing, the opponent's moves will also be soothed; if the sound of the piano is sharp, the opponent's moves will also be sharp.
However, the moves on Huang Zhonggong's qin are exactly the opposite of the qin's sound. He moves quickly while the qin's sound is more leisurely. The opponent who is controlled by him will definitely be unable to parry.
In the original book, Linghu Chong had no internal strength at all, so he happened to be able to defeat Huang Zhonggong's special skill. However, since he had strong internal strength, he had to think of another way.
The surprise in his eyes disappeared as soon as it appeared. Huang Zhonggong didn't expect that this young man had such a high level of cultivation. The opponent didn't react at all to the move that he couldn't guard against just now. He immediately linked his five fingers and fired three more rapid moves.
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He was already on guard! Liu Meng exhaled and shouted, "Come!" as if thunder sounded out of thin air, and the bamboo forests on both sides were shaken with rustling sounds.
This sound immediately canceled out the three sounds of the piano. Liu Meng took half a step forward, ignored the opponent and strummed the strings himself, and continued to shout: "Bing!"
The green tiles also cracked to pieces.
Ten percent of the Nine Yin Zhen Yue Jue's internal energy was fully implemented. Liu Meng took half a step forward again, his eyes were glaring, his face was solemn, his robes were bulging high, and the third word slowly came out: "Fight!"
With a shout, it was like a gust of wind. All the bamboos on both sides were blown to the ground by the strong air current, and the green tiles on the roof were all blown to pieces. The Yao Qin in Huang Zhonggong's hand screamed sadly, and all seven strings were broken. He staggered back two steps, and suddenly
He sat down, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Hurt people with sound, hurt people with sound!" Although Huang Zhonggong was seriously injured, his eyes were full of energy and he kept mumbling back and forth. Apparently, he gained insights after the sonic duel with Liu Meng.
Seeing the stupid look on the opponent's face, he completely forgot that there was a strong enemy. Liu Meng gave a wry smile and stood there secretly practicing his skills and adjusting his breath for a while. The last sound just now consumed almost all his internal energy. It was extremely dangerous to think about it.
No longer paying attention to Huang Zhonggong, Liu Meng rushed into the stone house, observed it for a while, and then walked into the left inner room with caution.
I saw only a bed and a table in the room, with simple furnishings. There was a gauze hanging on the bed. It was very old and yellow, and it looked completely uninhabited. There was a short piano placed on the low table, which was completely dark and seemed to be made of iron.
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This is it. The entrance to the dungeon where a generation of traitors were imprisoned and allowed to do whatever they wanted is right under this bed!
