The sword glowed, and the gluttons looked sideways, and closed their mouths slightly, not daring to show their teeth or claws. However, a huge roar came from the depths of the wasteland, shattering their fear, and the gluttons rushed towards Cheng Sanwu.
The strong sheep's hooves are especially good at running. They are like masters with excellent light skills. Their bodies leap up and down, turning into black shadows, which are difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye. Looking at the original martial arts, they are also top-notch masters. The gluttonous beasts charging at the front are salivating and shouting.
Strange inhuman scream.
Cheng Sanwu lowered his body slightly and saw the gluttonous beast coming towards him. He swung his blade upwards against the trend and cut his chest, abdomen, head and neck into two pieces. He then slashed left and right, killing the other two gluttonous beasts respectively. The three swords struck him almost at the same time.
Emitted, the remaining marks of the sword light connected into one piece.
After the gluttonous beast was beheaded, black smoke like smoke emitted from the wound, but before its body collapsed, other gluttonous beasts came in like a tide and trampled the former's body.
Cheng Sanwu held the knife with both hands. There were several inches of Gangqi on the blade, which condensed into a blade light. If any gluttonous beast tried to get close, it would either be cut off in the waist or have its claws and hoofs cut off.
In a moment, a pile of corpses of gluttonous beasts had formed around Cheng Sanwu, and black clouds were rising like steam. Just as he stepped on the pile of corpses, trying to be condescending, the dead gluttonous beasts made strange movements, and more than a dozen hairs appeared.
The sharp claws on the arms were like iron traps placed by hunters in the mountains, and they suddenly clamped down on Cheng Sanwu's feet.
At the same time that his body was restrained, dozens of other gluttonous beasts came from all directions. Cheng Sanwu's eyes flashed past, and the horizontal knife in his hand flowed like mercury, turning into a long sword, dancing and flying in the blink of an eye.
The light is like weaving, like splashing ink, painting a beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.
With a series of dense sword moves, the besieging gluttonous beast's body and head were separated, its limbs were scattered, and even the hairy arms and claws that clamped the legs were broken. Cheng Sanwu jumped out of the pile of corpses lightly, swung his long sword, and Heiyi avoided it.
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If anyone who is familiar with the Guanzhong martial arts sect is around, they will definitely be able to tell that what Cheng Sanwu just displayed was the painting swordsmanship passed down by Huiyun Tower in Lantian.
And not only the moves have changed, Cheng Sanwu's overall temperament is also very different at this moment. He is no longer a rough warrior walking in the desert, but an elegant scholar who faces the enemy like a painting. He holds a sword in one hand and twists his beard with the other. The landscape is captured in his eyes.
You already have a good idea of how to write and execute the calligraphy.
The gluttonous beasts were defeated for a while, but they didn't flinch, and their numbers didn't even decrease. They kept attacking. However, they seemed to be aware of Cheng Sanwu's power. Under their long green and black hair, they actually grew carapace like copper and iron.
, protecting most of the body and limbs, like hundreds of thousands of armored infantry, approaching Cheng Sanwu in a chaotic formation.
But seeing Cheng Sanwu move his long sword lightly, a ball of Gang Qi was like thick ink condensed on the tip of the sword, and then he rushed straight towards the group of gluttonous beasts. His "Qi Yun vividly comes from the spirit" made him stand out among the beasts.
He shuttled back and forth at will, his movements were unfathomable, but every time he drew his sword, it was smooth and delayed, as cautious as a skilled painter adding the finishing touches, and it always hit the cracks in the carapace of the gluttonous beast.
The sword came out like ink dots that smeared the paper, and the preyed beast roared and screamed. It looked like a light sword mark that was not fatal, but its body exploded and completely turned into a ball of black clouds that flew away.
Although the gluttonous beasts were damaged, their killing power was not lost at all. They relied on their large numbers and did not care about Cheng Sanwu's specific position. They forcibly gathered and squeezed him, leaving no room for him to move and evade. Some gluttonous beasts simply stepped on the same kind of beasts.
His shoulders and head came in an overwhelming force.
Cheng Sanwu didn't panic, he slowly turned around, and the "Overlapping Milon and Bone Technique" was launched with great force, and the majestic and unyielding sword directly cleared a smooth path.
Wherever the sword passed, the body of the gluttonous beast was swept into powder, and black clouds scattered across the sky and earth, like the ink dots cast by painters.
The move is wonderful, but Cheng Sanwu is not in a hurry to retreat, "forming a landscape according to the image of the object" freely and freely, the Gang Qi passes through with the sword edge, turning into a landscape picture, comparable to the real thing, this time it is not a siege by gluttonous beasts
Cheng Sanwu, but they are separated by large ink-stained landscapes.
What follows is "Following the colors of one's species to gain one's emotions." In the gray wilderness, the landscapes are colorful and vivid. However, this landscape looks beautiful, but in fact it hides murderous intent. Suddenly there are mountains and rocks, and sometimes there are floods.
, and then gathered into a rolling mud flow, swallowing up the gluttonous beast trapped in it in one fell swoop. Even with its copper head and iron body, it was still smashed to pieces by the rolling rock mud flow.
Seeing that the siege was unsuccessful, the gluttonous beast gathered hundreds of them into a group and merged into a huge gluttonous beast that was three feet tall and had four legs on the ground. It tried to completely defeat Cheng Sanwu with its body strength.
However, they saw Cheng Sanwu standing on the spot, swiping his long sword in four directions, and the "Jingzhi Ying Spirit Building Platform" was erected to form a circle of Gangqi swords, sealing the sky and suppressing the earth, blocking the giant gluttonous beast from charging and crashing, and there were dense swords and swords in response.
It was shaken out, and the huge gluttonous beast was cut and bruised all over its body, and it looked up to the sky and howled miserably.
With victory in hand, Cheng Sanwu's sword moves changed again. As soon as "Shadow Transmission is Popular" came out, he took dozens of incarnations and hundreds of sword shadows. At the same time, he killed the huge gluttonous beast. The sharp sword pierced every wound and penetrated.
He cut his body into pieces and chopped the huge gluttonous beast into pieces, scattering them into black clouds.
Cheng Sanwu stood in the wilderness, holding his long sword at an angle. No gluttonous beast dared to come forward. If the founder of Huiyun Tower saw this scene, I am afraid he would be stunned and couldn't believe that someone could actually kill Huiyun Tower's "
The "Six Methods of Danqing" have been developed to this level.
"Is this your new trick?"
Deep in the wilderness, a deep sound seemed to have traveled from ancient times to the present. The huge pressure directly crushed the remaining gluttonous beasts and reduced it to a black sky. Only Cheng Sanwu stood still and stared into the distance.
"Don't speak? Are you going to fight?" A burst of laughter came from the depths of the wilderness, and the rock formations of the earth were shaken. Infinite malice arose in the world, and the diffuse black shadow was gathered and rotated by invisible forces, turning into destruction.
The majestic tornado that annihilates the sky and the earth seems to be sucking everything in the world into a big mouth.
Cheng Sanwu lowered his hand and dropped his sword. The sword turned into nectar and dripped onto the earth. The originally gray wilderness was covered by the rapidly spreading untainted whiteness.
In an instant, the wind stopped and the dust was quiet, the sky and the earth were white, and the vastness was endless. Only Cheng Sanwu sat cross-legged, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered. He covered his right knee with his right hand, touched the ground with his fingertips, and formed the demon subduing seal.
"Oh, the method of Buddhism? It seems that the Holy Truth has contributed a lot." Even in this pure and pure world, the deep voice still echoes endlessly: "Giving up is the future achievement of becoming a Buddha, cut out
A bit of pure and clean seed, as the foundation of all consciousnesses in this false body, I think it can make the devil fearful... Unfortunately, the borrowed power is not yours after all."
After these words were settled, cracks appeared in the pure and white world for no reason, and the black shadow emerged again, but this time it did not turn into a gluttonous beast, but turned into a woman.
This woman does not have the charm and magic like Avna, nor does she have the alluring charm of Jiang Zhen. She is just a village girl in a Jingchai sarong. Her skin is rough and dark due to years of hard work, and she has a carefree smile on her face.
"Brother Sanwu, are you sitting here taking a break?"
Upon hearing this title, Cheng Sanwu couldn't help but look up, but what he saw was a rotting corpse, with maggots emerging from the head that had been smashed by external forces, and a nauseating stench.
Full of smell.
"Brother Sanwu, why didn't you come back earlier? Why didn't you come to save me?" The village girl's body asked questions, and then what Sanwu saw in Cheng Sanwu's eyes and ears were the various humiliations and tortures the village girl suffered before she died.
There were also heart-wrenching wails and screams.
Cheng Sanwu's fingertips twitched, his efforts to subjugate the demon were unsustainable, the pure and white world disintegrated at an extremely fast speed, and black clouds filled the world in an instant.
However, there was still a light in the darkness. Cheng Sanwu walked closer and saw a large manor decorated with lights and colorful lights, with laughter and laughter coming from inside.
Cheng Sanwu had a gloomy look on his face. He didn't say anything. He walked to the west courtyard wall by a familiar route, stepped on a depression in the wall, and easily climbed into the manor.
Dodging a group of slaves passing by with food trays, Cheng Sanwu's figure almost completely melted into the shadows, and he came to a remote corner of the manor. The nursing staff had no time tonight, because the master held a birthday banquet, and they received a lot of rewards, but they didn't need to
We were busy keeping vigil, so we got together to drink some wine, play boxing and gamble.
A nurse went to relieve himself, and Cheng Sanwu followed him secretly. While he was untying his belt, he punched his back with a punch, breaking his spine and shattering his heart. After the nurse fell, Cheng Sanwu kicked him over.
The wooden barrel next to it made a noise. Other nursing staff thought that their companions had fallen to the ground drunk, and came to visit while chatting and laughing. As soon as they saw the corpse on the ground, they were quickly killed by Cheng Sanwu who suddenly appeared behind them.
After knocking down all the guards, Cheng Sanwu went to the nearby warehouse. Since the owner of the house hosted a banquet and consumed a lot of food and wine, he had to send people to fetch it from time to time.
As soon as a slave walked out of the warehouse holding a wine jar, Cheng Sanwu fell from the roof, broke his neck, let the wine jar break, and then jumped away with the slave's body in his arms.
When another servant was sent to urge him by the steward, he saw the broken wine jar on the ground and was about to go into the warehouse to investigate. Cheng Sanwu repeated his old trick and broke his neck again without waiting for the servant to return to report.
He also picked up the body and left.
After a while, the steward came in person with several servants and found no one inside or outside the warehouse. He immediately noticed something strange and hurriedly ran back to report to the master Sun Shaoren, telling him that there might be a thief in the manor.
Today was Sun Shaoren's birthday, so there was no way for a little thief to cause trouble. He immediately ordered the nursing home to search, but when the steward went to call for help, he found that all the nursing homes had died suddenly. This news immediately caused a panic in the manor.
Sun Shaoren was immediately furious. He was by no means a timid person. He asked the female family members to go back to the backyard for a while and went to inspect the body with a sword in hand. As a result, during this moment, there was a scream from the direction of the kitchen, and more than a dozen maids preparing wine and food were heard.
Death near the kitchen stove is a cruel means of killing with one blow.
At this moment, chaos broke out in the manor. The men fetched weapons one after another. Sun Shaoren even sent one of his sons to report to the official.
As a result, as soon as the son and his entourage went out, several spears were thrown through his body in the dark night, and they were all nailed to the ground. He screamed before he died.
This sound naturally attracted most of the men of the Sun family to take a look. As a result, they saw the bodies of two servants on the ground in front of the manor, as well as four big words in blood——
eye for eye!
Sun Shaoren immediately scolded the thief angrily, asking the thief to show up and fight, but no one answered for a long time. However, the silence in the manor suddenly woke him up, and he immediately rushed back to the banquet hall with most of the men. He saw that this place had long been reduced to hell and was unrecognizable.
The broken corpses and body parts were scattered everywhere, and blood flowed gurglingly.
When the male members of the Sun family witnessed this scene, they were so horrified that their livers and gallbladders split. Some people were holding on to the wall and vomiting, while others collapsed and sat down. Sun Shaoren heard the screams in the backyard and knew that the thieves were targeting the female family members. He rushed to the backyard like crazy, and most of the men who followed him were already missing.
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However, when Sun Shaoren rushed back to the backyard, he saw the twisted corpses and blood stains of several wives, concubines, and maids. His most beloved concubine, Ji Concubine, was huddled in the corner of the house shivering with her six-year-old daughter in her arms.
Sun Shaoren spent a lot of effort to get the concubine to stop crying. As a result, there was another panic shout from the direction of the main hall, this time mixed with the sound of weapons clashing. It was obviously the thief's plan to attack the east and the west!
Sun Shaoren, who was extremely panicked, had no choice but to hurriedly stuff his concubine and daughter into a large wooden box containing bedding, then let the men following him leave through the back door, and go to deal with the thief alone.
When Sun Shaoren came to the main hall, there was no other sound except for a weirdo who tore open his youngest son's chest and was munching on it. Everyone who had been stranded in the main hall was now torn into pieces.
That strange man... no, it was the demon who slowly raised his head. Sun Shaoren's heartbeat seemed to be seized by fear, and he could no longer hold the weapon firmly in his hand.
The demon didn't waste any time, and rushed forward, grabbed Sun Shaoren's sword-holding arm, and tore it off forcefully. Sun Shaoren howled harshly, but his neck was immediately grabbed by the demon's big hand, his fingers dug in, and then he was lifted up...
Less than half a moment after the men fled the manor with the big wooden box, they were stumbled by something flying from behind. When they looked down under the light of the torch, they saw that it was Sun Shaoren's head. They screamed in fright.
Continuously.
However, the sound of breaking through the air that followed made them stop shouting, and swords were thrown in the dark night and penetrated the chests and throats of these people.
When the demon's figure came to the big wooden box, he pulled out a horizontal knife on the corpse and opened the lid of the box. He saw a young mother and daughter huddled and trembling inside. Sun Shaoren's beautiful concubine had already burst into tears. She
Smelling a strong smell of blood, he raised his eyes and saw the monster with disheveled hair and unclear face, and said with trembling teeth: "Spare, spare my life——"
The demon waved his hand, the blade passed by, the beautiful head rolled to the ground, and blood mist sprayed into the sky.
When the blood fell like rain and poured on the face and body of the six-year-old girl, she immediately let out a harsh cry. The demon seemed to be impatient, and when he raised the knife to kill, the cry suddenly made him wake up.
Cheng Sanwu took a few steps back. The smell of living flesh and blood in his mouth made him extremely uncomfortable, and he immediately knelt down and vomited. When he looked at his bloody hands and the corpses around him, the world spun for a moment, and he was extremely confused.
What woke Cheng Sanwu again was the girl's cry. He managed to stand up, and when he saw the girl holding the headless body and shouting "Mom, Mom", he was almost overwhelmed by the huge regret and guilt.
Cheng Sanwu, he was like a mindless beast, barking hoarsely a few times, then running away like crazy.
"This...is your true face." The deep voice sounded again.
The changing scenery suddenly dissipated, and another self appeared in front of Cheng Sanwu. He showed a proud smile: "You are my half, not Fu Shifeng's puppet. This world is your and my blood food. All living beings only deserve to use it."
To fill your appetite and mine."
Cheng Sanwu raised his eyes and looked at his other self. The other person opened his arms and asked, "How about it? If you and I work together, we can -"
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Sanwu waved his sword with confidence and, like before, easily cut off the head.
The body and head were separated, and the other self gradually turned into a black shadow and floated away. The head that fell to the ground was still smiling, and he opened his mouth and asked: "Cheng Sanwu, I am very curious, how long can you hold on?"
With one strike of the knife, Cheng Sanwu, who had a face that was exactly the same as his own, sat on the black wasteland, speechless.