Chapter Forty-Eight: The Sea of Bitterness and the Rivers and Lakes

In fact, most of the gang members of the seemingly vicious Money Gang in the corridor are just ruffians who can only do three-legged cat kung fu. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Only a very small number of people have a little internal strength.

But this little bit of internal force is not enough to help them block Shi Wuwei's sword after sword.

At this time, on both sides of this long corridor, there were no less than twenty corpses lying crookedly.

But killing so many people, Shi Wuwei didn't spend much effort.

He didn't even use his internal strength, but just used his incomparably accurate sword moves, either stabbing or slashing at their throats, and taking their lives in the most effortless way.

And now, he finally realized the master's good intentions, and he felt the greatness of the master even more.

If it weren't for the boring and monotonous training of chopping wood and stabbing fish in the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, he would never have killed so easily today.

The daily boring work of chopping wood and stabbing fish not only teaches him how to exert strength, but also makes every part of his body and every tendon get used to it, and remember this thorn and this chop.

So much so that in the current battle, he can fight the enemy with less effort, and can kill the most enemies with the least strength, instead of being like some cultivators, after losing his internal strength, he is just a slightly stronger ordinary person.

Therefore, what the master taught him was not only this vertical and horizontal technique, but the real killing technique, which is also the so-called enemy in this world.

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The light in the corridor is relatively bright at the end, that is, at the mouth of the staircase.

The sharp eyes were looking down at the group below, their legs trembling a little, but they still showed a fierce light.

This group of disciples of the Money Gang has stopped the influx as it did at the beginning.

Because now even a fool can see that the man in front of him with a black sword and a cold expression is not at all more than enough for them to fight against.

So they were scared and they didn't dare to come forward.

Looking at the pair of flickering and panicked eyes on the stairs, Shi Wuwei did not relent.

On the contrary, he is angry, and he hates these despicable villains who only scheming.

If the opponent is in good formation, ask him to fight.

Then he would never kill these market rats.

But this group of disciples of the Money Gang obviously touched the most sensitive nerve in his heart, the nerve that would make him lose his mind.

He remembered the last time he was so angry when he heard that Wan'er had died at the hands of those bandits.

In his life, he could no longer bear the pain of losing his loved ones.

Therefore, when he saw this group of people and wanted to kill himself and his junior sister, he would become as murderous as he is now.

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on the stairs.

The hands of the young disciple at the head were already spread horizontally.

The purpose is to suppress the restlessness below and not let them push themselves upwards.

The fear of death was evident in his eyes, the fear of the man in front of him.

However, this still failed to dispel Shi Wuwei's murderous thoughts in his heart.

So, he lifted his sword again and stabbed the man in the chest.

And this sword, he stabbed very lightly, very softly, and very slowly.

The sharp tip of the sword, at an extremely slow speed, plunged into the man's chest and into the man's heart.

It hurts, it hurts.

The disciple who was the leader had already felt pain that he had never felt in his life.

The two corners of his mouth had been squeezed and expanded to the sides by the pain, revealing the two rows of teeth that were really chattering.

So, out of their own reaction to pain.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed the blade of the Ink Flower Sword.

However, Shi Wuwei did not have the slightest sympathy for this person's actions before he died.

He only slowly pushed forward, as if pushing a stone mill.

The swarthy sword was already submerged in the man's chest.

The opponent's hands holding the blade of the sword had also begun to drip blood towards the wooden plank at the bottom of the stairs.

At this time, the whole inn was quiet.

Because on the stairs below, or the group of money gang members in the hall, they could already see Shi Wuwei's expression and his sword.

They were also all in a trance watching Shi Wuwei's actions. They want to know what the other person will do next.

Subsequently, Shi Wuwei only made one shot.

This kick not only helped him pull out the ink sword inserted into the man's chest, not only kicked the man's body, but also kicked it underneath, in everyone's hearts.

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The dead man was kicked by Shi Wuwei and fell from the top of the stairs.

Fell on the group of people behind him.

At this moment, the sound of falling to the ground, the sound of rolling down, mixed with the sound of panicked shouts, is like a small snowball on a snowy mountain, rolling bigger and bigger.

And when the group of people in the lobby below, when they saw this situation, their hearts first had a retreat, and their feet followed slowly, as if they didn't want people to notice, and retreated towards the door behind them.

The human heart is selfish.

For the choice of life and death, the vast majority of people will still choose the former.

They already knew that their group of people couldn't kill the man in front of them at all.

They also knew that at this time, the two hall masters on the street outside the inn were just treating them as cannon fodder.

The purpose is just to test the strength of these people, and by the way, consume some of their internal strength.

So, when one of them was the first to start retreating, a second followed.

When one of them quickens his retreat, the second retreats at a faster pace.

So at this point, it's actually just a moment. But after a few moments, the hall was as quiet as if it had been emptied.

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After Mu Yiyi threw Su Wushi into the house, he didn't make a move.

Not because she didn't want to make a move, but because her senior brother didn't give her a chance to make a move.

In fact, she was not very worried about her brother's performance today, nor was she very surprised.

Because this is not the first time she has seen her senior brother kill.

After all, these two are the sons and daughters of the newcomers, after all, they have also experienced tens of thousands of wars.

So, unconsciously, it also changed her heart.

made her more like a person in the rivers and lakes, rather than a daughter who was in the capital and grew up in care, and also made her get used to killing people, or dead people.

The deception of deception is the rivers and lakes.

The killing of the weak and the strong is also a matter of rivers and lakes.

And the story of love and righteousness is even more Jianghu.

But how to choose which rivers and lakes to be in, Shi Wuwei will let the opponent choose first.

If a man chooses, he will follow it.

He can counter violence with violence, and he can also convince people with reason.

But the premise is that the other party is also a reasonable person.

Mu Yiyi will insist on his senior brother's decision, even if that decision may be wrong.

The little monk, on the other hand, will obey his master's wishes. Because in his heart, Master, he is always right.

"Amitabha...... Good, good...... You weren't killed by the little monk...... The little monk is a ...... who does not kill".

Some of the little monks who were flustered were constantly muttering this sentence in their mouths.

He saw a lot of dead people again.

Although it was not the first time he had seen someone die, he still trembled like the first time.

He was very simple and kind.

In his world, there are no such three rivers and lakes as mentioned earlier.

To be more precise, in his world, there is no such thing as rivers and lakes.

And in the mouth of this rivers and lakes, the so-called rivers and lakes.

In his heart, it was nothing but a sea of bitterness.

The strife in the rivers and lakes is just the world's struggle in this sea of suffering.

That's why he chooses to listen to his master.

"Wu Nian, only when you enter this river and lake and enter this sea of suffering, can you save the world from the sea of suffering and let people cross to the other side."

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