"Bell"

The sound of the blade breaking sounded on the seeping riverbank.

Mo Laodao grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, but the long sword had been broken into four or five knots, and a clear fist mark was printed on his chest, and the whole person was like being hit by a battering ram, plowing two ravines under his feet.

He wanted to stop and retreat, but the huge force added to his body made it really difficult for him to do it, and the cold qi was indiscriminately impacting in his body, and he couldn't gather his true qi to defend at all.

"Poof"

Lao Dao's hair fluttered wildly, he fell to the ground, raised his head and spurted out a wisp of blood, in front of him, Shen Qiu withdrew the fist path of the Liangyi Divine Fist, and flicked his fingers lightly.

The broken blade, under the traction of the true qi silk of the skillful hand of the public loser, was lifted into the air like a flying sword, and in the explosion of true qi, it was like a hidden weapon hitting the old way to the ground.

The latter's eyes widened, and he danced his broken sword, trying to block one or two.

"Bang"

There was another cold air mass bursting in his body, and the severe pain erupted, making his eyes dark, and the sword style he had just lifted suddenly broke off.

"Poof, poof, poof"

The four broken blades pierced into the flesh and blood, splashing with blood, making Lao Dao cry out in pain, and after a moment, the tendons and tendons of his hands and feet were all broken.

He twitched his body, and was about to scold, but he saw a black shadow flash in front of him.

In the next moment, the cold five fingers clasped on his chin and lifted the thin old man into the air.

"A lot of age, still learning young people to fight and kill, no predecessors at all, what kind of physique has become?"

Shen Qiu's gentle voice reached Lao Dao's ears.

Along with his body, there was also a cold and ice-like energy, like a group of poisonous snakes and snakes, swimming everywhere on the meridian acupuncture points in his body.

He knew what Shen Qiu was going to do!

In the past seven or eight days, he knew exactly what happened to the two sect disciples and elders who were destroyed in the land of Xiaoxiang.

"Nope! No! ”

Lao Dao is like a fish caught out of the river, struggling frantically.

But, I can't resist it.

"Go back and recuperate, Daoist."

This gentle tone, without a trace of murderous intent, was like announcing a verdict, and in the next moment, Shuoxue's cold qi surged out, erupting on the meridian acupuncture points in various parts of the old road.

It's like the true qi that was frozen in the body, and the true qi that Lao Dao cultivated after cultivating for a lifetime was pressed to the dantian by the strong cold qi, and then destroyed along with the dantian in the explosion of cold qi.

"Poof"

Blood overflowed from the corners of Lao Dao's mouth, and the cold and cold air was oppressed and escaped from the surface of his body, and his eyes were rolling in that extreme pain.

"Smack"

After a few breaths, the old road was abandoned on the river beach.

Shen Qiu shook the blood on his fingers, and didn't look at the master who had been abolished.

He turned his head and saw that the scattered people in the rivers and lakes behind him seemed to be about to rush up and take advantage of the chaos to snatch the secret treasure, so he sneered, stretched out his palm, and buckled it on the black stone tablet that recorded the exquisite exercises.

Add true qi and let the sound spread all over the river beach.

He said:

"Shen is here, just for the disciples of the three sects, you will save your life, don't join in the fun!"

He kicked on the rotten bookcase next to him, his true qi erupted from his feet, and the secret books that recorded the subtle external skills of the Xuannu Sect were thrown into the crowd of scattered people in the rivers and lakes like scattered flowers by the Heavenly Maiden.

"Don't you want subtle exercises? To you guys!

Don't rob it, treasures from ancient times, the virtuous live in it. ”

In Shen Qiu's shouting with a smile, dozens of exercise books flew everywhere.

Seeing the treasures flying, some of the scattered people immediately flew up, grabbed one or two volumes casually, and flew back in all directions.

In a moment of chaos, the booklet thrown by Shen Qiu was snatched away.

Those Jianghu scattered people who had obtained the treasure, they didn't protect the treasure with their lives, and the rest of the people had red eyes, and they didn't pay attention to Shen Qiu and the four people who were slaughtering the disciples of the three sects, and turned around and chased out.

In just a dozen breaths, more than a dozen corpses were left on the lively river beach, and most of those scattered people chased the treasures and dispersed in a hurry.

Come lively, go desolate.

No wonder the disciples of the Jianghu Sect don't look down on these scattered people very much, this person dies for money, and the birds die for food, which is really contemptible.

If so, those who have the booklet, unite and rub the booklet to others, so that everyone will have treasures to take, and there will be no bloodshed to fight.

But in this situation, those dozens of volumes of martial arts will inevitably cause a series of turmoil in Xiaoxiang.

Martial arts are indeed good martial arts.

But with blood and enmity, it is an inextricable resentment spreading.

Tsk, that's a pity.

Shen Qiu shook his head, no longer paying attention to the scattered people in the rivers and lakes who were chasing and fleeing, his gaze fell on the black stone tablet that was held in front of him.

The stele has traces of weathering, it is an antiquity at a glance, and the dragon and phoenix are also carved, which is very exquisite.

Those fly-headed small letters, written mysteriously, Shen Qiu read carefully, this old gentleman travels through the clouds, it is really a little wonderful, Elder Sun has good eyesight, this internal strength is definitely the best in the rivers and lakes.

If that sect wins, it will be the cornerstone of its rise.

"The immortal aura is awe-inspiring, it's really a good exercise."

Shen Qiu sighed, the five fingers buckled on the stone tablet tightened, and the true qi stored in the Heavenly Impermanence fist exploded, and in his admiration, the heavy stone tablet was blessed by the true qi, and it was crushed into powder little by little.

"It's a pity that Penglai's things are unknown."

The smile on his face dissipated, replaced by a touch of indifference.

In the finger pressed down, the gravel of the heavy stele flew away, as if it was bombarded by a heavy hammer, shattered into the smallest and smallest stone powder, and after ten breaths, the stele that recorded Lao Jun's wandering was only a base.

The gray stone powder swirled around Shen Qiu's black robe, and was blown into the distant river in the cold wind.

A set of high-grade exercises, less than a quarter of an hour after seeing the light of day, was destroyed like this, and returned to the long river of time, only this time, no one could piece it back together.

"Secret treasure, hehe."

Shen Qiu pursed his lips and turned around, Elder Sun, who was covered in blood, and Master Chen, who had his arms abolished by the Ten Thousand Flowers Spirit Jade Finger, were carried by the mountain ghost, Zhang Lan, and thrown at his feet.

Not far from the rear, Xiao Tie was chasing those three sect disciples, and three crested eagles were attacking from the sky.

Xiao Tie is very measured.

Don't take your life.

It's just to break hands and feet, and abolish martial arts.

This job is not difficult, just the weight of the Juque Sword, and the divine power of Xiao Tie, as long as it is smashed down, as long as it is hit, for these sect disciples, it will be the end of all the bones.

"Demons! Sorcerer! ”

Sect Master Chen was discarded and lay on the ground, his face covered in blood, and shouted at Shen Qiu and the others.

Elder Sun, on the other hand, was more pragmatic.

He fell to the ground, his face was full of astonishment, and he didn't care about the body that had been stabbed by the mountain ghost with a dozen wounds, so he pulled his hands together, trying to bring the small pebbles on the ground together.

There was still writing on the stones.

That is the last remnant of the absolute internal strength, that is the hope of the rise of the sect.

Just now, just now, I have already touched it, and I have seen the future of the Iron Fist Sect standing proudly in Xiaoxiang.

But...

It's like a dream.

was ruined by the person in front of him, by the demon in front of him!

He was desperately reminiscing.

I've just seen this superb internal skill.

Yes, I can still remember some of them, although I can't remember them all, but I can barely remember them.

"Are you recalling those words?"

Shen Qiu's gentle voice came from above.

Elder Sun raised his head suddenly, and saw a moment of sword light breaking through the air, stabbing into his mouth.

As soon as the sword light fell, half of the blood light lit up, and under the severe pain, the mind was in chaos, and the words that were being recalled were also interrupted by this sharp pain.

"No!"

The elder screamed, his voice hoarse, but the scream fell silent in the end.

The tongue was cut.

Speechless.

"Smack, smack"

Shen Qiu raised his foot and stepped on Elder Sun's ten-fingered wrist like lightning, and the sound of bone cracking erupted, and the ten-finger was also abolished.

Suffering.

Pain filled his body, making Elder Sun's eyes darken.

"Elder Sun, your ancestor had an adventure in Xiangjiang, got a scroll of Frog Jiaogong, built the Iron Fist Sect, passed it on for three generations, and has harmed more than 100 people, and now you have an adventure again."

Shen Qiu squatted down, grabbed Elder Sun's hair, looked at the blood-soaked face, and said:

"Your Sun family is really 'blessed', and it was chosen twice.

If you really learn this old gentleman's wandering scriptures, I am afraid that you will lose your Iron Fist Sect and even most of Xiaoxiang. Be a person, get old, don't hurt people. ”

"Woo, woo"

Elder Sun, whose tongue had been cut off by the mountain ghost, had a mouth full of blood, and his eyes were full of vicious hatred, staring at Shen Qiu deadly.

The latter's eyes were calm, and his left hand was raised, making a flower-like shape.

"This kung fu is called turning into a dragon finger."

Shen Qiu looked at those eyes, and he said:

"It is an evil skill that specializes in destroying the root bones of the meridians, Shen once thought that it was quite vicious and useless, but now it seems that between heaven and earth, everything is valuable.

Today, I will ask the elders to taste the taste of breaking the dragon gate and destroying the dragon's back. ”

"Huh"

The finger was like electricity, and in an instant, the finger that exuded a strange aura dotted Elder Sun's body five times, and as soon as it touched it, the place where the finger fell, it would leave a strange wound.

The flesh and blood roll inward, break the acupuncture points, destroy the bones, and the cold escapes, and seal the wound so as not to bleed to death.

After five fingers, Elder Sun curled up in pain, and could only let out a painful whimper.

The miserable fate of him and Mo Laodao made the eyes of the Chen Sect Master of Dangyang Mountain, who had been abolished, widen in fright, and the insulting voice could no longer be scolded.

But he wanted to hide, but he couldn't.

In the next moment, Shen Qiu, who had abolished Elder Sun, set his eyes on him again.

"When Yangshan, good at knife skills, the master of the door is said to be a person who is anxious for justice and righteousness, but his temper is a little bad and his brain is a little confused."

Shen Qiu stood up and looked at the Chen Sect Master.

He said to Zhang Lan, who was holding the cat behind him:

"What is the origin of his family?"

Zhang Lan took out a bloody book from his sleeve, flipped through it, and said to Shen Qiu:

"It is said that it is the father of the Chen Sect, and the exercises learned from Taiyue Mountain should have something to do with the Pure Yang Sect, and this hidden building booklet records that the relationship between Dangyang Mountain and the Pure Yang Sect is very poor.

Maybe it's his father, who steals other people's martial arts. ”

"Hmm, Pure Yang Sect."

Shen Qiu nodded, his eyes changed, looking at the eyes of the Chen Sect Master, it was like looking at a stone on the side of the street, without emotion.

He withdrew his gaze, waved his hand, and said:

"That's fine."

When the mountain ghost heard this, he withdrew Chengying and didn't say much.

It's like he's too lazy to pay attention to such dead people.

He followed Shen Qiu and Zhang Lan, turned around and left, and Xiao Tie overturned the last disciple who escaped, and also put away his heavy sword, waited for the three brothers to come over, and got on a boat parked by the river.

The four of them talked and laughed, took a boat, and soon disappeared into the river.

The master of the Chen family, who escaped death, was stunned.

He thought that he would also be like Elder Sun and Mo Daochang, and be abolished by this demon martial arts.

A gust of wind blew, with a heavy bloody aura, and slapped on the face of the Chen Sect Master, making him shudder, although his arms were abolished, but the martial arts were still there.

He jumped to his feet and looked around.

Demon Elder Dao and Elder Sun had already fainted in pain, and on the river beach not far away, the disciples of the three sects were even more staggered, each with injuries, screaming incessantly.

And the corpses that lay in pools of blood, desolate and miserable.

The heart of the Chen Sect who watched trembled.

There are only four people, making such a scene, this is the left-handed demon who has been rumored in the rivers and lakes recently?

It's really perverse and rebellious.

What the hell are they doing here?

There was a burst of chaos in Sect Master Chen's mind.

Let's say that they came for the secret treasure, those subtle external skills of the Xuannu Sect were all thrown by Shen Qiu to the Jianghu Sanren, just like throwing bones to a group of dogs.

That priceless old gentleman, who was enough to sensational martial arts, was destroyed by Shen Qiu himself.

It's not right to say that they're here to kill people.

There were many wounded people, but few people died.

Most of the dozen or so corpses were killed by mistake when the Jianghu scattered people were fighting for cheats.

He and the two masters were also spared.

He froze in place, and did not wake up until he was called for help by the doorman, so he hurriedly staggered up to the river bank and went to a nearby village to find someone to rescue.

Today's events must be spread all over Xiaoxiang, so that other colleagues know that this demon is powerful and fierce, take precautions, and if possible, strangle again.

As for delving into the roots, forget it.

This matter is strange inside and out, Master Chen doesn't want to delve into it, today this matter is like a nightmare, escaping for his life is already the protection of the ancestors, and the rest of them, whoever is nosy, will take care of it.

We don't know.

We don't dare ask.

So be it.

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"That old gentleman traveled through me and saw it.

Although some camouflage has been made, the details are still the same as the Penglai Sword Codex. ”

On the tributaries of the Danjiang River, in the canopy boat that went down the river, Shen Qiu played with the tiger gun that was broken by him, and said to the three people around him:

"With Uncle Ren's Taoist Heart Sutra, there are forty percent of the same Qi routes."

"In this way, in the past thousands of years, all the 'adventures' on the rivers and lakes are really Penglai's tricks?"

Zhang Lan, who was feeding the cat, pouted, and said:

"Those so-called 'secret treasures' and other things are all Penglai's ghosts behind their backs, and the lucky ones who are envied by others are the unlucky ones. It's scary to think about. ”

"Not all."

Shen Qiu glanced at the mountain ghost sitting on the side of the boat looking at the book, and the shadow sword in his arms, and said:

"There are really some lucky people who have found an adventure that has nothing to do with Penglai.

In this world, every time a secret treasure appears in batches, it will push the rivers and lakes into a more and more prosperous situation.

But the prosperity and decline, every time the prosperity of the rivers and lakes ends, there will be some unknown reasons for the destruction of the world's great sects, just like the Xuannu Sect that ruled the world six hundred years ago.

That's an interesting question. ”

"According to what my father said, six or seven out of ten martial artists in the rivers and lakes are learning Penglai martial arts, and once the Ten Thousand Souls Array is launched, tsk."

Zhang Lan flicked his tongue, he touched the kitten in his arms, and said:

"It doesn't matter what kind of peerless genius you are, or if you are a senior in the rivers and lakes, you have to drain your true qi and refine your spiritual power, and the entire martial arts rivers and lakes will have to be destroyed in an instant.

We have been tired and tired all these days, and we have only destroyed so many small sects, so we can't kill them one by one, right?

The large and small sects on the rivers and lakes are like carp crossing the river, even if the four of us are tired to death, it will not help. ”

"I'm here just to check the relationship between this secret treasure and Penglai, and when I meet the three sects here, I can get rid of them easily, so as not to cause trouble in the future."

Shen Qiu looked at Zhang Lan in surprise, and said:

"What do you think?

Think I'm going to defeat Penglai and save the rivers and lakes by abolishing seven or eight out of ten martial arts practitioners in the world? Zhang Lan, why didn't I find out before, you kid still has the potential to be a murderer?

Don't be silly. ”

Shen Qiu touched the broken tiger spear in his hand, this thing is a sharp weapon in the rivers and lakes, a first-class blade, although the main body has been destroyed, but the blade is still there, take it back and find a good blacksmith to change it, it can be made into a delicate short sword.

The style is simple, just for Qingqing's birthday.

He threw the broken blade into the box behind the ship, touched the trembling sword jade again, and said:

"Saving lives is not our job.

The only thing the four of us have to do is to destroy Penglai. It just so happened that Penglai's way of burying 'adventures' gave me some inspiration, and I had an idea to make a big vote.

If you can lure the Penglai people to take the bait, it will be a big fish.

However, this one needs some time and place, and it cannot be forced. ”

Shen Qiu touched the quaint piano case in his hand, a trace of tenderness and warmth flashed in his eyes, and said:

"Let's go back to Luoyang first, it's been delayed long enough."

"I'm a little homesick."