This is a boundless primitive hazel wilderness, with towering giant trees mixed with mushrooms and thorns, entangled and knotted, forming a dense sea of trees, like a whole. At the edge of the forest, facing the entrance of the valley, is a flat area of acre, with a passage extending into the forest. Because the trees cover the sky, the passage becomes a dark tunnel, dark and spooky, and an expert with excellent eyesight. , and can only see to about ten feet, and beyond ten feet, it is pitch black.
crossing. There is a huge stone tablet with three shocking characters "Yin and Yang Realm" engraved on it. On the flat field outside the boundary monument, nearly a hundred people, including monks, Taoists and laymen, were sitting silently. They all had solemn faces and lowered their heads, like stone statues, standing motionless.
At this moment, the sun was in the middle of the day, but the scene looked dead and gloomy, as if the sun had lost its yang and harmony. Suddenly, a shrill and piercing roar came from the forest. Even though it was broad daylight, it still gave people a ghostly feeling. All the people stood up one after another, but except for their faces turning to grief, anger and fear, there was still no sound.
The whistling sound ended, and in the dark and gloomy forest road, a white figure floated out like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, it arrived near the boundary monument, and stopped leisurely. What appeared was a man wearing heavy mourning, holding a mourning stick, with a face. He looked like a blood-colored middle-aged man, with a cold and sinister light shining in his eyes, and his evil appearance made people shudder.
There was a slight uproar in the crowd. The man wearing heavy filial piety, after sweeping the scene for a week, said quietly: "Everyone came as promised. Did you bring all the gifts with you?" The voice was so cold that it did not seem to come from the mouth of a living person. No one in the crowd answered.
The air seemed to have condensed.
The man wearing heavy filial piety, his thin face was twitching for a while, he couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, and he said to himself: "I, 'East Gate Watchman Cui Hao', was ordered by the city lord to preside over today's exchange. Now Please sign up and give gifts in order of roll call." As he spoke, the mourning stick was raised in the air, and the figures appeared again in the dim forest road. Only a dozen men in black clothes appeared one after another, each carrying a mouthful of white wood on their shoulders. He walked directly behind the east gate watchman Cui Hao, put down the coffin, and stood there with his hands down.
There were twelve coffins in total, arranged neatly in a row.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone's expressions changed horribly. Among them, an old monk wearing a bright red cassock emerged from the crowd, shouted the Buddha's name loudly, and said excitedly: "Donor Cui, inside this coffin..."
Cui Hao, the watchman of the East Gate, said coldly: "Twelve leaders!"
A bearded head tuo roared like thunder: "What? The leader of the twelve sects has been buried in the coffin..."
Cui Hao, the watchman of the east gate, said calmly: "Yes, those who enter the dead city are equivalent to stepping into the underworld of Fengdu!"
"died?"
"You can say that. However, outside the 'yin and yang realm', it is still yang!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
The man in black clothes behind the first white coffin sang loudly: "Hui Guo, the leader of Shaolin."
The old monk who originally spoke took two steps forward and said: "The poor monk Shaolin Supervisor, Fan, has brought the most precious treasure of our sect, the Sutra of Subduing the Dragon, in exchange for our leader!"
Cui Hao, the watchman of the east gate, said grimly: "Please hand it over to me to verify the authenticity."
"Amitabha, our sect does not disdain to be confused with others."
"Well, I can trust this messenger, so please present the scriptures!"
"I, poor monk, please meet my leader first!"
"This... ok, go out of the world and return to the yang!" The man in black clothes standing behind the coffin held up the coffin, stepped outside the "Yin and Yang Realm" boundary monument, and then lowered the coffin lid...
The eyes of all the masters from various sects were focused on the coffin containing Master Cun Huiguo, the leader of Shaolin. Everyone's heart was in their mouths, and some were so nervous that beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads.
After a short time, an old monk with white eyebrows stood up tremblingly in the coffin. Fanheshi, who was in charge of the prison, bowed and said, "Disciple, please see the Master's Dharma Master!"
Shaolin leader Master Hui Guo glanced at the scene in surprise and said, "What's going on?"
The prison guard said excitedly: "The temple received a message from the city lord here. Today, at this time, I am here to exchange my sect's 'Dragon Subduing Sutra' for the leader..."
Master Huiguo's expression suddenly changed, and he said sternly: "Exchange the treasure of our sect's scriptures for my life?"
"Yes, the head of the sect is the most respected..."
"Shut up, I have been captured as a prisoner in the 'Dead City'. I have insulted the reputation of Shaolin for hundreds of years and brought shame to the whole temple. If I continue to use the most precious treasure in the sect to obtain Gou Quan, how will I treat the souls of the ancestors in heaven?" , Liaofan!"
"The disciple is here!"
"Immediately return to Shaolin with the scriptures. If the scriptures are with you, others will be with you!"
"Head……"
"No more words, this is my last order!"
Fan, who was in the prison, changed his color miserably and his whole body was trembling. Cui Hao, the watchman of the east gate, snorted coldly and said, "Monk Liaofan, we don't have time to wait!"
In the prison, everyone is at a loss of whether to advance or retreat, and they don't know what to do.
Suddenly, Master Huiguo, the leader of Shaolin, stepped out of the coffin and sat down on the spot. His eyes were drooped, and two red clouds appeared on his face. He hummed slightly, and blood overflowed from his facial features at the same time.
All the experts present exclaimed in surprise. This generation of eminent monks cut themselves off and died for the sake of the sect's reputation. The prisoner Fan stepped back several steps, the muscles on his face twitching sharply.
Dongmen Watchman Cui Hao's zombie-like face actually showed a look of horror. The Shaolin leader's move may have been too unexpected for him.
Immediately, a tiger-faced monk emerged from the crowd, his face filled with grief and anger, and headed towards the boundary monument...
Liao Fan waved his robe sleeves to stop the Western disciples, and then walked towards the body of Master Hui Guo.
Cui Hao, the watchman of the east gate, shouted in a deep voice: "What does the great monk want?"
Liao Fan seemed to be trying his best to suppress his impulsive emotions, and said with anger: "My leader has passed away, and I am a poor monk..."
"Want to take away the remains?"
"good!"
"Wait!"
"What did the donor have to say?"
"If you want to bring back the body, you still have to exchange it for the 'Dragon Subduing Sutra!"
The Shaolin disciple in the west could no longer hold back. He roared and rushed forward...
"Go back!" Amidst the violent shouts, the man in black clothes who was waiting beside the coffin raised his hand and slashed a mountain of energy. Amidst the strong wind and thunder, the western tiger-faced monk was forcibly killed. Go back to the original place. An unknown person can force back a Shaolin master with a raise of his hand. The martial arts of "Dead City" are indeed terrifyingly high. All the experts present shuddered in their hearts.
Shaolin Supervisor Liao Fan held the "Dragon Subduing Sutra" in his hand and was trembling with fear. He can't abandon the master and leave him alone, but if he hands it over"
"The Sutra of Subduing the Dragon" is nothing more than using secret techniques that are not taught in the sect to encourage treacherous people to do evil. Didn't Master Huiguo die in vain? After thinking about it, he couldn't decide what to do.
Cui Hao, the watchman of the east gate, said coldly: "Great monk, you can retreat and think more about it. Now it's the turn of Wudang's 'Master Taixu'!"
Liao Fan led the Western monks to retreat into the crowd. A middle-aged Taoist priest with a long beard with five locks and fluttering fingers rushed forward and said: "Wudang Sanyang, I have my sect's Shangqing Secret Record here. but……"
"How about it?"
"I will follow the example of Shaolin and meet the leader of my sect first!"
"Okay!" The second man in black clothes lifted up the front coffin, walked to the first coffin and placed it on the ground, then opened the coffin. Soon, a man wearing a nine-beam crown and a mysterious figure stood inside the coffin. An old Taoist wearing a lustful Taoist robe. This veteran is none other than the leader of Wudang, "Zhenren Taixu".
Master Taixu obviously didn't know what was going on. After looking to the west in astonishment, he looked at Taoist Sanyang and said, "What are you doing here?"
Taoist Sanyang said with a livid face: "You are here to welcome the leader back?"
"Driving back?"
"Yes!"
"What are you holding?"
“Kamiyoshi secret!”
"This is a valuable treasure of our sect. How dare you..."
"This disciple is ordered by Elder Lai as a gift in exchange for the leader's return!"
Master Taixu's eyes shot sharply, scanning the whole place again, and finally his eyes fell on the body of Master Huiguo, the head of Shaolin beside him. He nodded and said, "I understand.
One year ago, the ‘Dead City’ sent experts to kidnap the heads of various sects, with the purpose of using them as hostages in exchange for the secret skills of each sect. Brother Huiguo did a good job, Sanyang..."
"The disciple is here!"
"Wudang's clear name cannot be destroyed by my hands, retreat!"
"Master..." Taoist Sanyang had not finished speaking, and the palm of "Master Taixu" had already slapped his "Celestial Spirit".
Amidst the screams of the experts, the body of "Master Taixu" slowly fell back into the coffin.
Dongmen Watcher made Cui Hao's lifeless face change color, but he let out a series of creepy smiles. He waved his mourning stick in his hand and said sternly: "Because of the time limit, this envoy cannot answer everyone one by one, open the coffin!" "The other ten well-dressed men in black responded with a bang and lifted off ten coffin lids. The scene was extremely tense.
Inside the ten coffins stood nine figures one after another, one, two nuns, and six old men. There was no movement on the last coffin.
Cui Haosen, the watchman of the east gate, glanced at the nine people in the coffins with cold eyes and said loudly: "You are all the leaders of the same sect. This city once kept you for a year. Now each faction will present you as per the Cambodian agreement of this city." The designated gifts can be exchanged for freedom. The two leaders of 'Shaolin' and 'Wudang' have no intention of returning to the world, and they will make their own decisions. If you have any plans, please express them immediately, otherwise they will be exchanged in order!"
After the one, two nuns and six old men looked at each other for a while, several mournful screams were heard. The one nun and two old men made a decision on their own and fell back into the coffin. There was another excitement among the experts.
Cui Hao, the watchman of the East Gate, said with a ferocious voice: "Okay, 'Emei Lingyun Master', 'Qingcheng Divine Sword Nangongren', and 'Huashan Cloud-Breaking Hand Mo Yu' will voluntarily follow the two masters of Shaolin and Wudang. After that, the rest Everyone has no objections, let’s start giving gifts now!”
So the six sects including Kongzhi, Hengshan, Taishan, Taiji, Qionglai, and Diancang successively handed over the treasures of the sects. The figures gradually diminished in the floating air. Finally, Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Qingcheng, and Huashan finally handed over the prepared secrets with grief and anger.
The difference is that these five sects took back five corpses.
The figures dispersed, leaving only a young man in his twenties wearing white clothes and carrying a sword. The young man in white has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, ape-like arms and wasp waist, and there is a hint of ruggedness in his elegance.
It's just that his face is covered with frost and his air of coldness is no less than that of Cui Hao, the evil-looking and monstrous East Gate watchman.
At this moment, he stared intently at the last coffin, which had its lid lifted but no one came out. The coldness on his face was getting heavier and heavier, and layers of murderous intent were vaguely revealed.
Cui Hao, the watchman of the east gate, looked at the boy in white for a while, then said in a sinister voice: "Boy, are you a disciple of Tongbai?"
The young man in white turned his eyes to Cui Hao and said in a colder voice: "No!"
"What, you are not a disciple of Tongbai?"
"Um!"
"What's wrong with coming here?"
"Go to the appointment on behalf of the 'Tongbai faction'!"
"Sign up!"
"Yu Wenlie!"
"What is the relationship between old man Tongbai and you?"
"Martial arts come from the same origin, that's all there is to it!"
"Hmph, is it possible that all the members of the 'Tongbai Sect' are dead and you are required to attend the appointment on their behalf?"
"Your Excellency guessed right, almost all of them died!"
Cui Hao, the watchman at the east gate, was slightly startled and then said, "Have you brought the Wordless Scripture?"
Yu Wenlie remained calm and cold, saying without any emotion: "Of course I brought it!"
"Take it out?"
"Where are the people?"
"who?"
"Tongbai people!"
"You can take a body back!"
Yuwen Lie's eyes were filled with coldness and he said sharply: "Corpse, what do you mean?"
"The time limit for changing one's life is one year. 'Old Man Tongbai' has exceeded the time limit by three days and cannot return his life!"
"Your family's methods are quite spicy!"
"Boy, are you looking for death?"
"I still don't want to die!"
"In this case, hand over the 'Wordless Scripture'."
"The Cambodian covenant is to sacrifice sutras in exchange for lives. If a person dies, why should he sacrifice sutras?"
"Change the body!"
"I'm sorry, I don't want to complete this deal!"
"Then keep your life!"
"I told you I don't want to die yet!"
"But you are already dead!"
"Not seen!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"What's so funny?"
"You are the first person in the martial arts world who dares to speak to me with such an attitude!"
"Who do you think you are?"
"Hehe, boy, you really don't know how to live or die!" With the sound of hehehe's sinister laughter, Cui Hao, the watchman of the east gate, raised his palm and waved at Yu Wenlie.
Yu Wenlie was about to raise his palm to fight back when he suddenly realized that the opponent's palm was soundless and odorless, with no strength at all. It seemed to be a feint, and he couldn't help but be startled. Just when he was confused, he felt a chill. The first attack was on the internal organs. Immediately, Ling Ling shuddered and secretly screamed "No!" When the Qi was raised again, the cold air suddenly flowed towards the meridian points, like a needle pricking a sword.
Cui Hao, the watchman of the east gate, said contemptuously: "Boy, you still have life in the west. Now hand over the 'Wuyu Sutra' and take away the body of 'Old Man Tongbai', so that I can return to the city and give orders!"
Yuwen Lie's heart sank, but he remained calm on the surface and said coldly: "I have been entrusted to exchange the scripture for a person, not a dead body!"
"It's a pity that you are three days late!"
"All sects are at noon today..."
"The Tongbai sect is slightly different, it's already explained on the card!"
"The faction encountered an accident..."
"That's the Tongbai faction's business!"
"With only three days' difference, the leader of a sect was destroyed. This kind of behavior is outrageous to both humans and gods..."
"Boy, the iron law of 'Dead City' is one and the same!"
Yu Wenlie's eyes almost burst out with fire, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, please keep the body of old man Tongbai properly, and I will visit you again one day!"
Cui Hao, the watchman of the East Gate, said disdainfully: "It's a pity that you will never see this day again!"
Yu Wenlie snorted coldly: "If I don't die, I will come to collect this debt!"
"But you must die. After the western hour, you will definitely be listed as a ghost!"
At this moment, a very thin but very clear voice reached Yu Wenlie's ears. It was obvious that someone was speaking to him using the technique of transmitting sounds into secrets. Judging from this silk-like voice, it seemed that the other party was quite powerful. deep. "You are young. As a matter of loyalty and entrustment to others, I must immediately hand over the 'Wuyu Sutra' in exchange for the body of old man Tongbai. Otherwise, neither the body nor the sutra can be preserved!"
Yuwen Lie was shocked. Who was this person who warned him? As soon as my mind started to move, the voice came up again, and I was quite anxious.
"Boy, you have been hit by the 'Ice Po Sha', the unique Yin skill of the 'Dead City'. You will definitely die in the Western Hours and this is not a false threat. You must not use your true power rashly at the moment, otherwise you will not survive two hours!"
Yu Wenlie was so cold that the shadow of death loomed in his mind. However, Leng Ao's withdrawn character immediately denied the horror of death. He pressed his fingers on the hilt of the sword and suddenly raised his Qi. He immediately felt insects and ant bites all over his body, and his bones were broken. The cold air penetrated through the acupuncture points, and the pain was beyond what a person could bear. Beads of sweat suddenly burst out on his forehead, his muscles twitched and twisted sharply, and there were golden flowers in front of his eyes.
He lowered his hands in exhaustion. The pain in his soul was still felt in his body. He knew that it was impossible for him to take action. A girl who was seriously injured and dying appeared in her mind, and a heart-breaking roar rang in her ears: "Heaven! God! Give me the strength to redeem my father's life before I say..." "I'm going to die, and I won't die with my eyes in peace!" Mom, you know how to die, why don't you..." "I trust you, I wait for you, don't let me die in despair!"
Suddenly, he made the biggest decision, reached out and took out the "Wordless Scripture", handed it over, and said: "Your Excellency, if I, Yu Wenlie, don't die, I will repay this debt twice as much!"
East Gate Watchman Cui Hao's facial muscles twitched slightly, he took the "Wordless Scripture" and said in a ferocious voice: "Boy, I hope that when the sun rises from the west, this kind of miracle will happen, please do it!"
Yuwen Lie gritted his teeth and took out the body of old man Tongbai from the coffin, carried it on his back, and ran towards the well of the canyon with unsteady steps. After running for about five miles, the corpse on his back became heavier and heavier, making him overwhelmed by the load. Cold sweat soaked through his white clothes. His steps gradually became sluggish. Finally, he stomped into the valley road and fell asleep. Vibration is weak.
A smile broke out on his cold and stiff face, but the smile was sad, like a mockery of fate. .
He half-sit up, resting on the ground with his hands, looking at the floating white clouds in the sky, and murmured: "It seems that the girl is really going to die of despair!" Suddenly, his eyes flashed,
Then the body was picked up by someone and sped away with electricity.
After a meal, he came to a dense forest and landed on the ground. Only then did he see clearly that the person carrying him was a half-century-old man who looked like a rural scholar. His face was dark and slightly gloomy, but his eyes were filled with a compelling green light. Not only himself, but also the body of old man Tongbai was brought to the forest. Suddenly, he was speechless.
After looking at him familiarly for a moment, the old man spoke first: "Boy, your name is Yu Wenlie?"
The voice sounded familiar to him, and he remembered the person who warned him through the method of "passing on secrets", so he struggled to stand up, cupped his fists and said, "Yes, the senior is the one who just gave the advice to the junior." people?"
"good!"
"What do you call me?"
"I lost my name a long time ago, you...you...just call me 'Heart-killer'!"
"Killing people?"
'Um! His body deserves to be lost, and his heart can also be killed! "
Yuwen Lie's heart was moved, but before he could speak, Zhu Xinrenji continued: "Boy, you have been hit by the 'Ice Soul Evil', and you have at most three hours to live!"
Yu Wenlie showed a wry smile and said calmly: "This junior knows this!"
The Heart-killer said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"What's the point of being afraid of things that cannot be undone by human power? It's just a matter of unwillingness!"
"What are you not willing to accept?"
"I am unwilling to accept that death will come too early and make many wishes come true!"
"What wish?"
"I'm sorry I can't tell you!"
"But, boy! You happened to run into me!"
"How about it?"
"Except for the people in the 'Dead City', I may be the only person who can save you from death!"
Yuwen Lie was very excited. After a thought, he said: "Senior, do you want to save this junior from death?"
The Heart-killer nodded and said, "I have this plan."
"Why?"
"No reason, I'm happy to do this!"
"There must be a reason?"
"Boy, if you keep talking too much, I might just shake my hands and walk away."
"Those who are destined to die do not necessarily have the extravagant hope of living!"
"Well, you have a tough mouth. What if I can't give you any reason?"
"At least there must be conditions!"
"condition?"
"Yes!"
"Did I say unconditionally?"
“This junior doesn’t want to receive favor in vain!”
The heart-killer's eyes flashed with a cold light, he stroked his long beard and said in a sullen voice: "Boy, don't you want me to beg you in return?"
"Junior doesn't mean this!"
"Then what do you mean?"
"I just don't want to receive the benefit in vain, for fear that I won't be able to repay it!"
"How can I be the one who shows kindness and expects to repay it? Boy, if it was twenty years ago..."
"How about it?"
"I will chop you with one palm!"
"What now?"
"I want to save you!'
"Why don't juniors accept it?"
"That's not up to you!" As he spoke, he slapped Yu Wenlie with a palm. This palm was said to be fast or not, but it was extremely weird. Yu Wen Lie was so cold that he could not lift his true energy. He was hit unavoidably at the "Qi Kan" acupuncture point, and he fainted with a muffled groan. When I woke up, I saw that the sky was filled with red clouds. It was already dusk. When I turned my eyes, there was no trace of the heart-killing man. The body of old man Tongbai lay quietly beside him. I tried my luck, but when I felt that my meridians were smooth and I felt no discomfort at all, I was filled with doubts. Who exactly is the "heart-killing man"? Why has this name never been heard of in the martial arts world? What was his purpose in saving himself? Why did he leave without saying goodbye, like a dragon looming? What does he mean when he says: "His body should be mourned and his heart should be killed!" There is no forgiveness for the evil in the world, and people who have committed the most heinous crimes will never use their names to show that they are the ones who deserve to be killed. This is completely beyond reason. Why?
A bitter sigh ended the chaotic thoughts, leaving only one thought, which was that I owed it to the mysterious "Heart-killer"
A great favor.
As night fell, he thought that this was a good time to go on the road. If he took Old Tongbai's body on the road in broad daylight, it would inevitably shock the world. So he carried the body out of the forest, recognized the direction, and ran quickly along the path.
Along the way, the shadow of the heart-killing man circled in his mind and could not be driven away. He didn't believe that Heart-killer would help him for no reason, especially when he said, "No one in the world can cure the cold poison of this 'Ice Soul Evil' except me." Why would he risk the "death city"? To save yourself from the danger of the enemy? This is by no means accidental, but it is also unpredictable.
While walking, I suddenly heard a cold shout: "Stop!"
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and immediately stopped, a figure approached him, and it turned out to be the murderer again. After healing his wounds, the figure left without saying a word.
Now it comes suddenly, which is really unpredictable. He frowned and said: "Junior, please thank me for your kindness in healing, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"
“There’s no need to mention it again when it’s over!”
"Senior, do you have any advice?"
"Put the body off your back first!"
Yu Wenlie put down the body of "Old Man Tongbai" according to his official duties.
After the Heart-killing Man glanced westward for a while, he lowered his voice and said: "Boy, I have something to ask you to do!"
Yu Wenlie felt a little startled and thought to himself: The other party had other motives for saving him, but a man has a clear sense of grudges and grudges. If he receives a favor from someone, he will repay it with springs. If not for the other party, he would have died of the "Bing Po Evil" long ago. Under the cold poison, this fact cannot be denied. However, if the other party wants you to do something that violates the "martial arts"...
In his mind, he said in a deep voice: "This junior has something to explain in advance!"
"Speak."
"This junior received the grace of saving his life from his senior. If he is destined to do so, he will go through fire and water, no matter what, but..."
"How about it?"
"If you are ordered to behave morally and ethically, it may be difficult for this junior to accept it!"
The Heart-killer sneered and said, "What if the facts are as you said?"
After Yu Wenlie was stunned, he said with emotion: "This junior's life was saved by my senior. Please still take action to destroy this junior. We don't owe each other anything!"
The Heart-killing Man held up his palm and smiled and said: "Excellent, boy, it seems that you and I have really hit it off. I saved you out of impulse. I said that unconditional means unconditional. As for the task you are entrusted to do, although it cannot be said to be a martial arts It is an unprecedented event, but it is not a trivial matter. It is related to the rise and fall of the various sects today, as well as the destiny of the martial arts world..."
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but trembled in horror, and said: "Oh!"
The heart-killing man said again: "I ask you to do this, and I will pay you a price..."
Yu Wenlie said anxiously: "Since I despise this act of justice, I vow to complete it. Please take back the price!"
"Isn't it premeditated that I save you?"
"Junior, don't think so!"
"No, I'll stick to my word, unless you refuse to do this."
"Senior, why don't you talk about the matter itself first?"
"Hmm!...Listen here. I have a special status, and my enemies will do whatever it takes to kill me, so for me, life or death is unpredictable..." As he said this, he handed over a small roll of cloth and said: "Take it!"
Yu Wenlie hesitated and said: "What is this?"
"Take it first, I will tell you later!"
Yu Wenlie had no choice but to take over.
"Xinxinren said seriously; "This is a picture I drew in a hurry. In the place marked with a 'cross', there is a batch of things hidden. This batch of things is related to the fate of the entire martial arts world. After some time, the Taoist demons in the martial arts world will disappear. You can discover it according to the diagram and act according to the attached letter..."
"Senior means..."
"It is extremely difficult to predict whether I will live or die, but these things must be dealt with. I am afraid that if something happens to me, these things will be destroyed forever, so I have entrusted you to handle this matter in advance!"
"Why not deal with it now?"
"No, that will bring unexpected disasters to various sects. We have to wait until the day when the martial arts world is at peace to deal with it."
"Junior, can I first ask what these things are about?"
"I can't tell you!"
"If things are not as expected..."
"There may be many opportunities for you and me to meet each other in the future. If I am lucky enough to survive, I will still handle this matter by myself. This is just a contingency plan!"
Yu Wenlie lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Junior, I agree!"
The Heart-killing Man slapped Yu Wenlie's shoulder heavily with his hand and said: "Boy, it's a deal. Remember, you must not do it before the time comes. At the same time, this picture must not fall into the hands of others, otherwise the consequences will be the same. Unimaginable!”
"Junior, take note!"
"Now I will teach you a skill in exchange!"
"No!"
"you are not willing?"
"The junior still owes the senior a great debt of gratitude, so I should do my best for this little thing!"
"Do you know what kind of skill I will teach you?"
"No matter what, this junior won't accept it!"
"What if it is a skill that is enough to resist the 'Death City's' special skill 'Ice Soul Sha'!"
Yuwen Lie couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, but after a second thought, he said coldly: "Thank you!"
Heart-killer glared and said, "It seems I have no choice but to take back that picture?"
"this……"
"Boy, I will teach you the 'Red Sun Kung Fu' in exchange!"
"What! 'Red Yang Kung'?"
"Not bad, how's it going?"
"This junior has heard that this 'Red Yang Kung' is the nemesis of all Yin and Cold Palms."
"You're right, otherwise how could I get rid of the cold evil in you!"
"Junior understands this!"
"What, you still don't accept it?"
"I received a favor once and made the younger generation feel indebted. How can I do it again and again..."
The Heart-killer waved his hand to stop Yu Wen Lie's words and said: "The 'Ice Soul Evil' in your body must remain in the meridian points. For example, at the intersection of 'Magpie Bridge' and 'Xunlou', it is extremely difficult for external force to reach it. It must be Refining it by yourself? Otherwise, there will be endless troubles, so I am determined to teach you this magical skill. It can be said to be selfish, because I don't want you to have any accidents before you can do that for me in the future!"
After Yuwen Lie hesitated for a while, he said resolutely: "Okay, I, this junior, will record this kindness."
The Heart-killing Man snorted slightly and said, "That's your own business, I don't care. Now listen to me tell you the secret!"
As he said that, he recited the formula once, and then said: "Sit down, I will help you get it done quickly!"
Yu Wenlie sat down on the spot as he was told, and performed the exercises according to the instructions he was given. He gently attached one palm to the "natural disaster" acupoint, and then, a hot stream of energy rushed into the acupoint... The results of the exercises were complete. , the sky has dawned.
The heart-killing man said, "I'll see you later," and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. His movements were extremely fast and astonishing.
Yu Wenlie felt like a dream in his heart, so he hid the small cloth roll close to his body, then picked up the body of old man Tongbai and walked on the road again.
At noon, Yu Wenlie came in front of a ruined temple. This dilapidated temple is located in a remote outskirts, and its incense has long since disappeared. It can be said to be an inaccessible place.
He shouted: "Miss Cao!" Jiran didn't respond.
He stepped into the temple gate and called out again: "Miss Cao!" There was still no response, and his heart couldn't help but feel anxious. Could it be that she died from her injuries? Could it be that she couldn't wait any longer and left this ruined temple? Could it be...
In his mind, he ran quickly into the hall and was immediately suffocated. Sure enough, there was no trace of anyone in sight.
He met Cao Yueying, the daughter of Tongbai Kaoren, on a stranger's road. Seeing that she was seriously injured and about to die, he was moved by the tragic experience and became chivalrous. He generously went to the "Dead City" for her to redeem her life, and agreed to meet in this ruined temple. See you or leave. Now that Cao Yueying has disappeared, he is in a dilemma.
After staying for a while, he placed the body of old man Tongbai in front of the stone altar table, and then began to search the temple, hoping to find some clues. He judged that there was little reason for Cao Yueying to leave voluntarily, because she could not wait for him to turn around, and it was most likely that she had encountered an accident.
A year ago, the old man Tongbai accidentally obtained an ancient secret book "The Wordless Scripture" in Tongbai Mountain. First, the old man Tongbai was kidnapped by the "Dead City", and Cambodia designated to use the "Wordless Scripture" as redemption. Then word spread in the world that "some martial arts scum" openly bloodbathed the "Tongbai Sect" in order to covet this "wordless scripture". Cao Yueying took the scripture and fled. After several fierce battles, she finally escaped, but she was seriously injured and was about to die, unable to escape. To fulfill his promise to redeem his father's life, he happened to meet Yu Wenlie, so in desperation, he handed over this coveted scripture to Yu Wenlie, who was a stranger to him, and asked Yu Wenlie to fulfill the appointment as a "wordless scripture". After getting a body back and almost losing her life, it was not impossible for Cao Yueying to fall into the hands of those martial arts scum again.
Suddenly, Yu Wenlie discovered that the cave in the palace wall was stained with blood. His heart was shaken, and the bullet shot towards Tan Bai. His eyes swept the ground, and he couldn't help but scream in surprise. In the grass about ten feet outside the entrance, there was a severed arm lying horizontally. It was pink and white and delicate, and it was obvious that it belonged to a woman.
Could it be that Cao Yueying was poisoned? Does this broken arm belong to her?
He has no relationship with Cao Yueying at all. It's just that under some coincidence, his "martial arts"
He must use his energy to do this for her. Now, Cao Yueying has disappeared mysteriously, and it is very likely that he has suffered an unexpected disaster. He has no choice but to walk away. Somehow, he must get to the bottom of it.
Blood stains spread all the way to the back of the temple. Yu Wenlie followed the blood stains and crossed the wall with only a foot of wall foundation left. A dense forest appeared in front of him, and the blood stains were no longer discernible. Just as he was about to enter the forest, the smell of blood hit his nostrils, and he was shocked again. His eyes wandered and he found a piece of skirt exposed in a bush two feet away.
He walked up to the bushes and pulled out the branches and leaves. It was a one-armed female corpse, but it was not Cao Yueying. No matter who the deceased was, since the corpse was lying here, it must be related to Cao Yueying's disappearance. After thinking about it for a few times, he finally ducked into the forest and started searching. For two full hours, he searched every corner of the five-mile radius and found nothing, not even the slightest sign of anything suspicious.
He returned to the Silicon Temple dejectedly, dug a big pit in the courtyard in front of the temple, and buried the old man Tongbai. Then he took a stone code from the temple, erased the original writing, and read the big book: "Tongbai "The Tomb of the Old Man" has six big buildings, under which Yu Wenlie stands in respect.
His purpose was that if Cao Yueying did not die, she might return to the ruined temple. When she saw the tombstone, she would understand everything, and he would have an explanation for her.
Everything was done and he was about to turn around and leave the temple. Suddenly, there was a burst of human voices coming from far away.
With a thought in his mind, Yu Wenlie ducked into the side hall, crouched behind the window, raised his eyes, and looked out of the crack...
Three figures rushed into the main hall, and a moment later, they appeared on the corridor. One of them was an old man with a hunchback. He wore a long earth-blue cloth gown with his knees covered. Although he was a hunchback, his stature was the same as that of an ordinary person. If If you carry it for the first time, it will be at least a head taller than the average person. The other one was dressed in brocade clothes and was about ten years old, with a sinister look on her face. The third one was a young woman who had spent her life twice as long. Her left sleeve was broken at the upper arm and was stained with blood, covering half of her body.
Yu Wenlie almost screamed. The young woman was the armless female body he saw in the bushes behind the temple not long ago.
Will the dead come back to life? Or maybe she wasn't dead at all, but just fainted temporarily, and I was careless and didn't notice?
Looking at it again, I couldn't help feeling cold. The young woman was holding a severed arm in her right hand, with a calm expression. It seemed that losing her arm was nothing to her. There are such strange things in the world, especially a young woman who has spent her prime years.
After the two men and one woman were silent for a moment, the middle-aged man in Jinyi spoke first: "Third sister, are you okay?"
The young woman cooed and said charmingly: "It's okay, I can still bear this slap!"
Yu Wenlie was secretly puzzled. The other party had broken an arm, but he said it was fine and didn't even mention it. This was really unbelievable.
The middle-aged man in Jinyi looked at the hunchbacked old man and said, "Brother, are you going to let this go?" The hunchbacked old man's eyes were fierce, and he said with a strange smile: "What a joke, if the three of us hadn't intercepted each other on our way, the Demon Sword King would be nothing!"
Suddenly, a gloomy and harsh voice answered: "Who are the three monsters of Mengshan?" The expressions of the three people changed drastically, and they all groaned angrily.
Yu Wenlie was really surprised. He never expected that these two men and one woman would be the three monsters of Mengshan who were frightened by black and white. The three monsters were brothers and sisters from the same sect. The eldest, the Kamikaze Camel, came and went without a trace, and the second had a human face and an animal heart. , extremely cruel, third sister, third-hand demon fox, lustful by nature. The three of them have one thing in common, they are generally evil-minded and extremely skilled in martial arts. I just don’t know why the three monsters got into trouble with Wang Ping, the demon sword who takes pleasure in killing people.
In my mind, I heard the second of the "Three Monsters", the human-faced beast Shinmorijia, smile and say: "Prince, if you have the guts, show up!"
In the breeze, a skinny old man with a wretched appearance appeared from the west end of the hall corridor like a ghost. A long sword was tied to his waist. The sword was dark and matte, and there was no scabbard. Because the man was short, the tip of the sword could almost touch him. ground.
Yu Wenlie was shocked. The famous murderer "Demon Sword" in the martial arts world was just such an inconspicuous and bad old man. He was really beyond his appearance.
The three-handed demon fox put on a charming smile and said playfully: "Wang Ping, how do you settle this account?"
The kamikaze camel then said in a thunderous voice: "My surname is Wang, the three monsters of Mengshan will be punished by Yaibi. Our third sister had her arm cut off with your sword, and was seriously injured by your palm..."
The Demon Sword Prince smiled and said: "It's a broomstick. It's not appropriate for junior sisters to have broken arms and care for each other. As for that palm, there is already mercy on it. It hit the dizzy point. It may not be a serious injury!"
The human-faced beast said coldly: "How dare you just tell the truth after hearing these two words?"
Demon Sword King Ping glared fiercely: "What do you think?"
The human-faced beast said in a sinister voice: "You cut off your own arm and destroyed the magic sword. I won't mention this..."
"Hahaha, do you think it can be done?"
"If you want my brothers and sisters to take action, you have to add interest!"
"Brother, the more I talk about it, the more strange it becomes!"
"If you don't believe it, just wait and see!"
The "three monsters" looked at each other and moved towards Demon Sword King Ping. Suddenly, Kamikaze Camelji didn't know what kind of movement he used, and he turned behind Demon Sword King Ping, forming a confrontation.
Demon Sword King Ping seemed not to take the three monsters to heart, and stood firmly on the spot and said leisurely: "Do you three know the purpose of my coming here?"
The three monsters were startled and stopped their advance. The boss said with a kamikaze: "If you have something to say, tell me quickly!"
Prince Demon Sword did not look back at Kamikaze Hunchback, but his voice became cold and stern: "What happened to that little girl, you three?"
The three monsters looked confused, and the human-faced beast snorted coldly: "Who are you talking about?"
"Old Man Tongbai's precious daughter!"
"What are you trying to do?"
"The three of you know clearly!"
"I don't know at all. My brother and sister were careless for a while, and you got it, and now they are doing this again. Mr. Wang, let me tell you, you cannot enjoy the 'Wordless Scripture' in peace."
"Hey! Weird!'
"What's weird?"
"That little girl is missing!"
"Hmph, don't do this. Who can take away a living person from the 'Devil Sword'? This..."
Yuwen Lie already knew from the other party's mouth that Cao Yueying was first kidnapped by the Three Monsters of Mengshan, and then kidnapped by the Demon Sword Wang Ping. Now, it is unknown who fell into the hands of someone. This person could easily take Cao Yueying away without being the Demon Sword King. Ping found that this skill was indeed appalling. Should he take care of it?
The Demon Sword King suddenly pointed toward the courtyard and said, "What is that?"
"Three monsters," he shouted at the same time, and the two demons jumped into the courtyard at the same time. When the demons came to kill them, they discovered that there was a new tomb in the courtyard.
The human-faced beast exclaimed: "Strange thing! 'Tomb of Old Man Tongbai'..."
The three-handed demon fox also said in shock: "Yu Wen Lie stands respectfully, who is Yu Wen Lie?"
Demon Sword Wang Ping also said in a confused tone: "Strange! How could old man Tongbai be buried here, and this strange thing happened within an hour..."
The kamikaze camel interjected coldly: "Ninety percent of the time, the 'Wordless Scripture' has been taken by this man named Yu Wenlie to the 'Death City' appointment. The two parties agreed to meet in this ruined temple, otherwise the girl would not be around Why can't we find the "Wuyu Sutra", and why is the old man Tongbai buried here? It seems that our efforts have been in vain!"
Yu Wenlie was secretly shocked by the meticulous thinking of this strange man, and his speculations were as if he had heard and seen them.
The human-faced beast said gloomily: "Brother's guess is very true, but is it possible that the person who abducted the girl from Brother Wang Fengxia deliberately set up a suspicion trap?"
The three-handed demon fox nodded and said: "It's very possible!"
The human-faced beast said in his heart: "If you dig the grave and take a look, you will know whether it is true or false!"
Yuwen Lie was immediately furious and cursed secretly: "Seeking death!"
Kamikaze Camel snorted: "What's so difficult about this?" He raised his palm and struck towards the grave...
"Stop!" shouted loudly, and the Western demons felt the same shock, and Kamikaze Camel withdrew his palm forcefully. A young man in white clothes and a sword suddenly appeared on the steps of the side hall. He is none other than Yu Wenlie.
The Western Demon couldn't help but burst out laughing when he realized that the person shouting was actually a young boy in his twenties.
The three-handed demon fox still held the severed arm tightly with his right hand, stepped forward with a smile on his face, and said with a charming smile: "Little brother, what is your name?"
Yuwen Lie glanced coldly at the demon fox in his hands, snorted, and did not answer.
These eyes were cold and cold, sharp as a blade. The three-handed demon fox, one of the three monsters, was shocked by it. She secretly thought, there are such indifferent people in the world, but they are so handsome. After suffocating, She cast her charming eyes sideways, twisted her waist and swung her arms, took another step forward, and whispered: "Hey, little brother, didn't you hear me talking to you, sister?" Yu Wenlie couldn't stand this coquettish attitude, so he cursed: "Shameless!"
It was probably the first time that the third-hand demon fox was shamelessly insulted in person. His cheeks suddenly changed, his face became stern, and he said sternly: "Who are you scolding?"
Yuwen Lie said coldly: "There will probably be no one else except you!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"A naughty fox!"
"Boy, you're looking for death!" He shouted, spinning his body, and like lightning, he cut off his arm and pointed at Yu Wenlie's "Qikan"
Heavy acupoints, quick and strange attacks, beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts masters.
Yu Wenlie refused to pick up the fight and turned a blind eye to Cai Jinju. If the "Qikan" important points are hit, the patient will be disabled at the slightest, and may die at the worst.
Just seconds before hitting the target, the three-handed demon fox suddenly stopped its power.
Yu Wenlie said disdainfully: "Why don't you order it?"
The three-handed demon fox returned to his slutty state, and said in a seductive manner: "Little brother, sister, I really can't bear to hurt you!"
Yuwen Lie raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't hurt me, so don't pretend to be so pretty!"
The three-hand demon fox's pink cheeks changed again, and he shouted coldly: "Boy, just give it a try!"
Shengluo moved out, faster than lightning and stone fire, and still used the broken arm to poke at the three important points of "Xuanji", "Runzhong" and "Zhongtang".
Yuwen Lie remained motionless and endured these three moves.
Amidst the exclamations, the three-handed demon fox took several steps back, looking at Yu Wenlie in shock and unable to make a sound.
No one could have imagined that this little-known young man’s skills had reached the level of “closing acupuncture points and changing positions.”
The kamikaze camel said in a loud voice: "Third sister, please step back!"
Yu Wenlie snorted coldly and said, "It's disrespectful to come and not go back!" The word left his mouth and he waved his hand out. This palm was so mysterious that the three-handed demon fox was unable to avoid it and was knocked back five or six steps, almost falling down. This move made the three demons nearby look horrified.
The three-handed demon fox's cheeks were flushed, with murderous intent blazing in his eyes. He moved his delicate body, waiting for...
The figure flashed, and Kamikaze Hunchback stood in front of the three-handed demon fox. He looked at Yu Wenlie and said, "Boy, whose sect are you?"
Yuwen Lie said coldly: "You don't have to ask this!"
"You don't have a name, do you?"
"I'm Yu Wenlie!"
"Is this you Yu Wenlie?"
"good!"
"Where did Old Man Tongbai's body come from?"
Yu Wenlie's thoughts were racing. If he didn't speak clearly at this moment, old man Tongbai would inevitably suffer the disaster of destroying his tomb. At the same time, it would also bring endless troubles to Cao Yueying. He calmly said at the moment: "From the 'Dead City' to the 'Wordless Scripture' 'In exchange!"
Xi Mo couldn't help but look at each other.
Demon Sword Wang Ping glared and said, "Is it your boy who went to the appointment on behalf of that girl?"
"you are right!"
The two strange human-faced beasts said coldly and sadly: "Open the tomb and see if it is really the old man Tongbai. Let's judge whether it is true or not!"
The big monster and the three monsters immediately agreed.
Yu Wenlie immediately masked his murderous intent and said angrily: "Old Tongbai, the leader of the sect, has suffered misfortune, and you don't even want to spare the body?"
The human-faced beast's heart sneered and said, "What I see is always true, and what I hear is false!"
Yu Wen Lie floated down the steps and said sternly: "I would like to advise the West to avoid doing evil!"
Kamikaze Camel yelled: "Boy, what else do you dare to do?"
Yuwen Lie said in a cold voice: "Kill!"
"Hahahaha, boy, who can you kill?"
"Would you like to give it a try?"
"I'll help you!" Following the shout, a mountain of palm force struck at Yu Wenlie.
Yuwen Lie's face became more murderous, and his eyes shot out with a cold light, but he did not dodge or avoid, nor did he accept the fight. Amidst the roaring waves, Yuwen Lie took three big steps back.
The Western Demon was horrified that the opponent actually attacked Kamikaze Camel, the head of the three monsters, without changing his expression.
Yuwen Lie slowly pressed the handle of the sword with his right hand... Although Kamifengtuo was shocked, his old face was a little helpless. He circled his palms in a circle and once again showed an attack force, like a thunderbolt, strange and cruel, unparalleled in the world. The human-faced beast screamed strangely as if it had some enlightenment: "Brother, retreat quickly!" Before the scream could stop, a miserable howl broke out from the air, and blood splattered to the west. Kamikaze Hunchback's head was shattered and his forehead was cracked, and he fell down suddenly.
Yu Wenlie's expression did not change, and a strange sword in his hand was still in a downward strike. The blood on the sword was dripping with blood, which was shocking. No, it was not a sword. It would be more appropriate to say it was a ruler with a handle. It has no edge or sharp edge, just a flat iron ruler with a faint green light.
The three-handed demon fox exclaimed: "King of Hell Sword!"
The expressions of Demon Sword King Hu and Human-Faced Beast Xin suddenly changed dramatically, and their eyes were full of horror.
The human-faced beast said in a warlike voice: "Your Excellency, you have an iron heart..."
Yuwen Lie said coldly: "Now that I know this name, I must know the rules!"
Demon Sword King Ping said nothing and flew away.
The human-faced beast's heart winked at the three-handed demon fox, and they both jumped up...
"Wait a minute!" The shout was not loud, but it seemed to have special power. The two monsters actually stopped obediently. Yu Wenlie pointed at the body of the Kamikaze Camel with his hand and said, "Take it with you!" Without saying a word, the human-faced beast picked up the body of the Kamikaze Camel and flew away with the three-handed demon fox.
Yu Wenlie slowly put the "King of Hell Sword" into its sheath, stood there for a moment, took one last look at Old Man Tongbai's grave, and then walked towards the temple gate. Fang Zi stepped out of the temple door and couldn't help but froze. Outside the temple gate, there is a fake colorful sedan chair and a small painted boat about two feet apart.
In a deserted mountain temple, a small sedan chair is surprising enough. The painted boat was originally a thing on the water, but now it is not only on land, but also appears in such an inaccessible place. It is indeed incredible.
Yu Wenlie was stunned for a long time and saw no movement. He thought to himself, I have to see what is going on. In his mind, he stepped forward and walked five steps to the west. About three feet away from the sedan chair, he was suddenly blocked by an invisible force. His surprise was no small matter, and he immediately realized that there were experts with extremely high skills in the sedan chair. The two sides seemed to be practicing a strange skill, and they must be fighting with their true strength. He tried to use his luck to bully him, but the invisible force immediately sensed it, and a rebound force shook him. He was truly shocked, suffocated on the spot, unable to move.
There is a moment. I saw Huahang shaking twice. In the colorful sedan, a cold but delicate and sweet woman's voice came out: "You can go, see you next year on this day!"
A sigh came from the bow of the painting, and a sad man's voice said: "Mei Jun, why are you doing this..."
The woman said angrily: "Leng Ziqiu, what do you mean?"
The man in the boat said condescendingly: "Mei Jun, haven't you tortured me enough for twenty years?"
"Hmph, torture, do you want to break the original promise?"
"Junmei, in this life, grass comes every spring, and your youth and mine have faded..."
"Don't try to touch my heart with words. Why bother then when we have it today?"
"Mei Jun, it's been twenty years, and you still haven't forgiven me for my one-time mistake?"
The woman in the sedan chair seemed to be moved by these words. She was silent for a moment, and then said coldly: "Yes, for you it was a momentary mistake, but for me it is a lifelong pain!"
The man in the boat sighed again: "Junmei, what will happen if this continues?"
"The end? Hahahaha..." A series of sad laughter came from the sedan, and finally the laughter turned into sobs.
Yu Wenlie suddenly remembered two popular songs in the martial arts world: "The concubine arrives in a colorful sedan chair, and the husband comes in a painted boat."
The colorful sedan chairs and the painted boats respectively represent two male and female masters with unfathomable skills, who specialize in dealing with injustices in the world. Wulin Xiaoxiao was frightened when he heard those two songs. It is said that the painted sedan chairs were inseparable, and they were a young couple, but no one has ever seen this. There must be a bizarre and touching story about the true identity of a pair of martial arts weirdos, and the sudden disappearance of this strange couple, which can also be regarded as a martial arts secret.
The people in the sedan chair seemed completely unaware of Yu Wenlie's presence and were still arguing.
The woman in the sedan, known as Junmei, automatically stopped crying.
The man named Leng Ziqiu in the boat said: "Mei Jun, it's been twenty years, and you still can't get rid of this bad mood?"
The woman in the sedan said sternly: "Leng Ziqiu, we originally agreed to meet and compete on this day every year. If you win, I will decide on my own immediately; if I win, come back the next year and you ask me what I will do in the future. What do you think of winning?" Pass me, I die, everything is over!"
This kind of agreement was not only ridiculous, but also completely unreasonable. Yu Wenlie almost burst out laughing. According to this, no matter how powerful a man is, he would not dare to surpass a woman. If he loses, he would still try to meet her every year. If you win, this scene will be over.
The person in the boat said almost with grief and anger: "Mei Jun, in the past twenty years, I have traveled all over the white mountains, black waters, deserts and wilderness, but I can't find any trace of Bai Shiqi's guy. Maybe he is dead!"
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but be shocked. He heard about the name of the leader of the Kamikaze Gang, "Jade Dragon Bai Shiqi." The martial arts world, more than twenty years ago, suddenly changed its style and massacred martial arts masters. This caused public outrage throughout the martial arts world and was regarded as a heinous person. Later, he disappeared from the world for unknown reasons, and the Kamikaze Gang also mysteriously disappeared. Today's martial arts people still feel as if they are talking about the bloody disaster caused by the Jade Dragon Bai Shiqi more than 20 years ago. I wonder what the festival is between this colorful sedan chair and the painted boat, and the jade dragon Bai Shiqi?
The person in the sedan said slightly excitedly: "So what if you find him?"
"Shatter him into pieces!"
"Are you his rival?"
"If you can't kill him, just die by his hands!"
"I don't allow you to kill him!"
"This...why?"
"I want to kill him with my own hands!"
"Junmei, let's work together to investigate his whereabouts..."
"No, let's go our separate ways!"
"Mei Jun, you..."
"Leng Ziqiu, the day when Bai Shiqi is crowned is the time for you and I to reconcile. From now on, we cancel our annual appointment and conduct an exclusive interview on Bai Shiqi's whereabouts!"
"What if he's dead?"
"Whip the corpse!" The word "whip the corpse!" came out of his mouth, making Yu Wenlie shudder at the side. This shows the depth of the hatred between the two parties.
The person in the boat said excitedly: "Sister Jun, if we and I..."
"Remember, we are not called husband and wife yet!"
After the people in the boat were suffocated, they said again: "If the colorful sedan chair and boat boat reappear in the rivers and lakes, and threaten to ask for the tent, maybe Bai Shiqi can be forced to show up?"
The person in the sedan said coldly: "You don't have to make excuses to come with me!"
The person in the boat sighed and said: "Mei Jun, this is not an excuse, this is a method that can be tried!"
The person in the sedan was silent for a moment and said: "Okay, but remember that there is no obligation between you and me as husband and wife. If Bai Shiqi does not confer the first head, the relationship will never change!"
The man in the boat said happily: "I swear to abide by it!"
The man in the sedan changed the subject and said, "Did you notice anything strange about that little boy?"
When Yuwen Lie heard that the other party's conversation had turned to him, he couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back. He suddenly regretted that he should not have listened to the other party's secret out of curiosity. This was taboo in the martial arts world.
The voice of the man in the boat also changed to a cold tone, saying: "If I hadn't discovered this earlier, would I have allowed him to stay here?"
"what do you think?"
"so similar!"
"Is this possible?"
"Most likely!"
"Isn't that what God wants?"
"I hope so!"
"Ask him!"
Yu Wenlie didn't understand what the other party was talking about, but he realized that trouble was coming, so he could only deal with it calmly.
The boat swayed and reached eight feet in front of Yuwen Lie. The boat was concrete and micro, and it seemed to be made of fine steel. The cabin was only the size of a small sedan chair, and the red curtains were tightly closed. Even the head and tail of the boat were no more than ten feet long. five.
The man in the boat shouted and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"
Yuwen Lie coldly replied: "My Excellency, Yuwen Lie!"
"What, your surname is Yuwen?"
"good!"
"Your surname is not Bai?"
"Surname Bai?"
"Um!"
"Why do you have the last name Bai?"
"Your surname is really not Bai?"
"I've already answered it!" Yu Wenlie was puzzled as to why the other party asked such a question.
The person in the sedan interjected: "Boy, what sect are you from?"
"There seems to be no need to answer this."
"Don't make a mistake!"
"Self-mistake! What do you mean?"
"You should know the consequences of eavesdropping on other people's secrets!"
Yu Wenlie said coldly and authentically: "It can only be said that we met by chance, how can we call it eavesdropping!"
The person in the boat said impatiently: "You'd better tell the truth!"
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but get angry and said angrily: "What if not?"
The man in the boat sneered: "It's not up to you!"
Yu Wenlie said: "How do you know that what I said is untrue?"
The person in the boat couldn't help but be speechless, and the person in the sedan said: "You have clearly explained your life experience, let you walk!"
Yu Wenlie couldn't help but get angry, and his voice became even colder. He looked at the colorful sedan and said, "Is there any need for me to explain?"
"certainly!"
"Why?"
"No reason, I just want you to explain!"
"What if I refuse?"
"No one in the martial arts world dares to openly refuse the words of the colorful sedan chair and boat!"
"Maybe today is the exception!"
"Boy, I haven't killed anyone for twenty years. Do you want me to make a profit today?"
"Why not give it a try!"
"What a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!" This shout came from inside the boat, the cabin curtain fluttered, and a gentle breeze blew towards Yu Wenlie.
Learning from the past, he almost died under the "Ice Soul Demon" of Cui Hao, the Dongmen Watchman under the Dead City. So when he saw the opponent's gentle palm, he used the "Red Sun Kung Fu" taught by Heart Killer without any consideration. "Resist. In fact, he was very, very wrong. The force of the opponent's palm depends entirely on the resistance of the person receiving the force.
"Boom!" Then there was a loud noise, and the ground roared wildly, with sand flying and rocks flying. Yuwen Lie stepped back seven steps in a row, and a spurt of blood almost came out of his mouth.
The man in the boat let out a soft "Hey!" and said, "Good boy, no wonder you are so confident that you can take a blow from the owner of the boat without falling!" With a "Whoop!", another strong wind came out. , this blow was extremely powerful.
Yu Wenlie raised his palms and used his whole life's inner strength to strike out.
There was a loud sound that shook the earth and the mountains. The boat swayed twice and retreated three feet. Yuwen Lie staggered back and stepped west, and a blood arrow shot out of his mouth.
Yuwen Liejun's face was livid, and he wiped the blood around his mouth with his hand, took five steps forward, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and said sternly: "If you have the guts, why don't you show up and fight?"
The man in the boat said disdainfully: "Boy, you don't deserve to show up in person!"
Yu Wenlie snorted coldly, and struck at the painted boat with a flash of lightning. The green light moved. The move from drawing the sword to taking action was astonishingly fast.
"Qiang!" In the deafening sound of gold and iron, an eaves corner of the boat cabin was chopped off. The appearance of the boat made the martial arts people terrified. Now Yu Wenlie not only dared to openly engage in battle, but also took action to destroy the boat. This was indeed a shocking move. A low exclamation came from the colored sedan.
The owner of the painting boat burst out laughing wildly, his laughter was like cracking silk, and its force could penetrate the clouds and shake the sky. After a long time, the laughter stopped, and a voice full of murderous intent said: "Mei Jun, it seems that I have no choice but to destroy him!"
Yu Wenlie had no fear and stared at the boat with coldness and arrogance, as if life and death had nothing to do with him.
With the skill of the owner of the painting boat, it is not difficult to destroy him. The person in the sedan suddenly shouted: "Wait!"
The man in the boat asked: "How is it?"
"You didn't see where he was coming from?"
"Oh! 'King of Hell's Sword'! No wonder you dare to hurt me!"
The man in the sedan smiled sweetly and said: "Yu Wenlie, are you a disciple of the owner of the 'King of Hell Sword'?"
Yuwen Lie said coldly: "Not bad!"
The people in the boat laughed loudly and said: "Sister Jun, isn't this the way God follows people's wishes? It takes no effort to get it!"
The person in the sedan said: "Don't be happy, you know whether that old man Tie Xin Shura is dead or alive..."
Yuwen Lie shouted loudly: "Shut up."
The man in the boat snorted loudly: "Le Yu, don't be so arrogant, is Tie Xin Shura still there..."
Yuwen Lie suddenly had a murderous intent on his face, waved the "King of Hell Sword" in his hand, and said angrily: "The surname is Leng, do you dare to mention his name for the first time?"
"So what if I mention it? So the old man is still alive..."
"you wanna die!"
"Hahahaha! Boy, don't mention it, the owner of this boat wants to take his head from his neck!"
Tie Xin Shura has a rule that no one is allowed to mention his name by name, and he is only allowed to be called "Master of the Hell Sword". Although he has not appeared in the world for decades, this rule is familiar to everyone in the martial arts world, so in the temple Demon Sword King Ping said the word "iron heart" and immediately ran away.
When Yu Wenlie heard that the people in the boat were openly insulting his master, he couldn't hold it back any longer. His eyes shot brightly and he shouted: "Young man named Leng, get out of the boat and die!"
The man in the boat said disdainfully: "Boy, you are not worthy of saying such a thing. The owner of this boat never leaves the boat!"
Yu Wenlie sheathed his sword, raised his palms, and struck at the cabin door. He used all his strength in this blow.
A burst of energy flew out from the hatch. "Bang!" Amidst the loud noise, the force flowed into a whirlpool, and the boat swayed and moved back one foot, but Yu Wenlie took three steps back.
Steeply, the boat whirled into the air and crashed into Yu Wenlie like lightning. The boat is made of fine steel and looks like it was hit. The situation must be severed and the limbs disabled. Yu Wenlie dodged and retreated ten feet. As soon as the boat touched the ground, it spun up again and drew a horizontal arc.
With a loud "Bang!" and a pitiful groan, Yu Wenlie was knocked two feet into the air by the boat, fell three feet away, and fell to the ground.
The colorful sedan alighted together and arrived in front of Yuwen Lie. The person in the sedan said sternly: "Yu Wen Lie, is Iron Heart Shura dead or alive? Where is he now?"
Yu Wen Lie struggled to stand up unsteadily, his white clothes were stained with blood, and he gritted his teeth and said: "One day, I, Yu Wen Lie, vow to smash a sedan chair and a boat into pieces!"
The man in the sedan said disdainfully: "You will never have this day again!"
