Zheng Shifu is relatively silent among the eight hall masters, and when he plays cards, everyone shouts constantly, but he is always silent. He was wearing a blue gown, a white coat inside, a figure of less than five feet seven inches, and a pair of dead fish eyes as if he hadn't woken up yet, but everyone knew that he was the best martial artist among the hall masters.

It is said that his light skills can already be as famous as Li San, the swallow of Shuntianfu in Hebei.

At the age of seven, he was already beaten by his master, and the foundation of this kind of child's skill made him win at the starting point in martial arts. As soon as I got my senses, I started jumping from the pit with a sandbag, and after practicing for five years, I changed from jumping to a bungalow, and then I took off the sandbag, and I could jump one or two feet high with one jump.

Of course, these are just legends, no one has seen him make a move, he said he was leaving, and no one dared to stop him, besides, now there are only four singles left around Shen Jiannian, and the situation is stronger than people, how to stop this legendary master of light industry? Nearly impossible.

If Shen Jiannian wanted to shoot, with the accuracy of the gun at that time, the miserable recoil would not be easy to shoot at the light industry.

Just as Shen Jiannian watched Zheng Shifu prepare to go downstairs, the footsteps of "Oh Oooo

This person is Hattori Hanzo, with a tall and strong body, like a monster descending. The other hall masters also couldn't imagine that this Shen family still had a hand.

It was the Cao Gang Bachelor Xiaoshan who led him up, and after he went upstairs, he walked up to Shen Jiannian and informed him: "Lord Shen Xiang, I have called Hattori Qianjun up. ”

Shen Jiannian nodded: "Hmm! ”

He was holding a long knife in his hand, more than a meter long, and with his tall stature, he looked like he had the strength of a thousand soldiers.

Shen Jiannian stepped forward to say hello, and Shen Jiannian said, "Brother Qianjun has dinner?" ”

Hattori Hanzo is his original name, Hattori Qianjun is his official name when he was in Japan, and Shen Jianian calls him Qianjun.

Hattori Hanzo bowed down and said, "Lord, my subordinates have eaten, thank you for your concern." ”

The five hall masters and other bachelors in the audience were dumbfounded, and they couldn't help but be shocked by the momentum of this Hattori Hanzo, and they didn't dare to exhale.

Zheng Shifu, who was standing four or five meters away from the staircase, just stood quietly.

Shen Jiannian pointed at Zheng Shifu and said: "Today is a day for our Cao Gang to survive, these guys want to leave when they see the catastrophe." The righteousness we used to talk about when we worshiped incense is gone. Shen Jiannian's expression was very angry, like a child who was coquettish with his father, complaining that others were bullying him.

At this time, the other hall masters all lowered their heads, the sound of rain outside the window was ticking, and the smell of gunpowder smoke after the explosion came up from downstairs, which was pungent and made some hall masters sneeze.

Zheng Shifu stood motionless, looking at the giant man stuck in front of him, the two of them were facing each other, one tall and one short, looking a little funny.

Hattori Hanzo said indifferently: "No one is allowed to leave today." "This Hattori Hanzo has a round nose, and it looks honest and foolish, if

Isn't it a tall stupid big guy who looks like he was bullied at school, wearing a blue skinny night suit, is it a ninja?

Several hall masters were weighing this giant man, assessing the current situation, which side should be on which side.

Zheng Shifu looked at him with a knife in his hand and asked, "What kind of knife are you using?" ”

"Ise Chiya Muramasa." Hattori Hanzo Road.

Zheng Shifu saw him standing motionless and asked, "Demon Sword Muramasa?" ”

Hattori Hanzo nodded: "Hmm! ”

Demon Sword Village is casting swords in the sword casting village of the Muromachi era in Japan, a whole village is casting swords, known as a group of crazy people who are bound to build the world's first sword at any cost, this crazy sword casting method, and finally did create the world's first sword, the blade is repeatedly polished by jade steel, the demon knife village has an obvious road feature, there are wavy patterns at both ends of the blade, because it is too sharp, it is known as the evil knife or demon knife in the Edo period.

"There is a murderous aura..."Zheng Shifu frowned.

Hattori Hanzo was silent.

"Is it from you or from the blade?" Zheng Shifu looked at Hattori Hanzo and asked.

This person stood in front of him as if he had an invisible sense of oppression, a surge of air, the so-called aura of the Oriental people is the so-called flowing water is not corrupt, after thousands of tempers, it has become invulnerable.

Hattori Hanzo said, "Maybe it's both." ”

A knife has slashed more than 1,000 people, as if giving birth to a magnetic field that will devour anyone's life; If a person has cut down thousands of people, every time he escapes death, every time he survives, he will finally hone an aura, a strong and strong spirit.

Zheng Shifu said: "Your person and the knife seem to have a sense of oneness, and your knife is not separated from your hand?" ”

Hattori Hanzo nodded.

Zheng Shifu didn't ask, he just stood still, Hattori Hanzo also didn't move, and his right hand was on the handle of the knife. The other Singles Hall Masters looked at the two of them. Shen Jiannian, who is usually a little crazy, didn't say anything, and looked at the two quietly.

Since there were people in front of him, Zheng Shifu retreated, and there was a corridor behind, and there was a railing behind the corridor, and there was no way to push it again.

Zheng Shifu assessed the person in front of him: "This person may have great sword skills, with his huge body, he shouldn't be able to catch up with me." ”

At this time, Zheng Shifu hurriedly retreated, this retreat, as if someone was dragging him with a rope, Hattori Hanzo was still silent, his eyes were shining, and his knife was held tighter.

Zheng Shifu did a backflip, jumped up, and with a "whoosh", he turned around in the air and turned to the corridor three meters away.

The audience was stunned, all the hall masters widened their eyes, if they didn't see it with their own eyes, it was really unbelievable, this Leng Ying hall master was usually silent, and he looked quite an ordinary person, and he didn't see him go to any Qinglou Smoke House, nor did he come out to drink and socialize, he liked to stay at home, kung fu is a thing that needs to be tempered, if a man who plays with women and smokes big cigarettes every day will also have such light work, then it is possible

It's just an exaggerated description by the storyteller in the inn lobby.

Shen Jiannian couldn't have imagined that since his subordinate Zheng Shifu, the master of the Cold Eagle Hall, was so good, it turned out that the legend was true. At this time, he turned his head to look at Hattori Hanzo, he was so tall, he probably couldn't catch up with him! I can only watch him leave.

At this time, Zheng Shifu was already standing in the corridor, he looked out, and thought: "This rainy day is slippery, as long as you sweep over the railing, grab the cornice, and then jump off the eaves on the second floor, you can leave here soon." ”

After thinking about it, he "swished" and jumped up and turned over to the railing. At this time, Hattori Hanzo moved, he got up with an arrow, the hand holding the handle of the knife had moved, a white light like lightning flashed, and everyone on the field squinted, this is, sword light?

A white light rolled towards Zheng Shifu's back, and the sound of "whew" breaking the wind, and the sharp sword wind even felt chills on the side.

Zheng Shifu, who was in mid-air, suddenly felt a chill behind him.

(End of chapter)