Chapter 321: Lost martial arts are not necessarily good martial arts

"So I resolutely don't gamble, whether the bet is given or borrowed, I don't gamble." Su Yang said to Shaman: "If you win, I will inevitably owe you a favor, and if you lose, I still owe you a favor." ”

"You're afraid of owing favors?" Sharman asked.

"Favors always have to be repaid." Suyang Road.

At this moment, many people suddenly turned around, as if there was some big man, Su Yang also turned back together, and when he turned around, he saw beef soup.

She has completely changed now, from a little girl who cooks for others to a little princess who everyone wants to find an opportunity to cook for her. And she is the princess of princesses, no matter who sees her, she will feel that as long as she has the opportunity to cook for her, it will be a great honor.

If the little old man Wu Ming is the king of the island, then the beef soup is the princess here, and she is Wu Ming's daughter.

The little old man also ignored Su Yang anymore, walked over and took her hand, his eyes were full of love, "I told you to go to bed early, why do you want to slip out again." ”

Beef soup: "I heard the girl say that someone came back from outside just now, but I don't know if there is any news of Brother Jiu?"

The little old man blinked: "I originally wanted to tell you again tomorrow morning, but Lao Jiu not only had news to bring back, but also asked his newly received retinue Mu Ban to bring some gifts back to you." ”

The little old man smiled and waved his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, there were sixteen shirtless and bald people on the Jiuqu Bridge. Kunlun Nu, who was wearing only a pair of leather pants, rushed over with eight huge boxes.

In front of them was a man with one arm and one leg. According to the iron crutch, his right leg was broken at the root, and his right arm was also cut off by someone. A knife cut on his face hung straight down from his right eye, not only was his right eye blind, but even his nose was cut off in half, and his ears were missing.

This person didn't know whether he was ugly or handsome before, but now he looks indescribably mysterious and terrifying. Whether it is the facial features or the face, only half is left, no wonder it is called the wooden half.

The wooden half had already made those Kunlun slaves, who were covered in black and glowing, open the five boxes. The box was filled with silk and wax, and the fifth box was opened, and it was bejeweled. Dazzling flowers. It was filled with all kinds of jade, agate, gold, jewelry, and jade.

Wherever these boxes are placed, they can attract a burst of exclamations, but the beef soup always just nodded with a smile, as if in her eyes, these things seem to be no different from mud, the only interesting thing is that these things were given to her by her ninth brother.

And what's really interesting is the remaining three-bite box.

There were three people in the three-person box. The first man had gray hair and a majestic appearance. Although he was put in a box and locked up for a long time, his waist was still straight when he stood up, and he was Situ Gang, the chief dart head of the Qunying Dart Bureau.

The second person is lean and thin, with high temples on both sides, and it seems that he is undoubtedly a martial arts master who cultivates both inside and outside.

The third man was barefoot in straw sandals, wearing an old and greasy rag robe, and his round face was still smiling, and he was an honest monk.

Mu Ban said: "The Ninth Young Master knows that these three people have offended the princess, so he wants the villain to send them quickly, so that the princess can be angry." ”

He took a bite of the princess, and the beef soup was actually well deserved, as if he was really a princess.

Su Yang didn't know how the first two people were martial arts, but he still knew the kung fu of an honest monk, even Lu Xiaofeng might not be able to put him in the box, not to mention that this monk was actually not very honest, and the difficulty of trying to defeat him and catch him was completely different.

The honest monk glanced at Su Yang, suddenly bowed to Su Yang with his hands folded, and said with low eyebrows: "Amitabha, since you are here, the monk can be regarded as saved." ”

"Monk, you're not very honest, I won't save you." Su Yang said.

Mu Ban said with a smile: "Although he is not an honest man, you are a smart person, if you want to save people here, I am afraid you have to accompany your own life first." ”

As if to confirm Mu's words, Situ Gang suddenly roared, and slapped his heavenly spirit with his backhand, and he actually wanted to commit suicide.

Who knew that the beef soup body flashed, and the slender and soft fingers were lightly pointed like orchids, and Situ Gang's arm immediately hung down, and he couldn't even move.

Mu Ban immediately shouted loudly: "Good kung fu." ”

The beef soup is faint: "This is just the simplest one in the hands of the Ruyi Orchid, and it is not a good effort!" "Although the name of the Ruyi Orchid Hand is beautiful, it is one of the most terrifying kung fu in martial arts. Situ Gang doesn't seem to be seriously injured now, but in fact, this arm has been scrapped forever, and the injury is even more painful after the onset of the right time, except for cutting off this arm at the root, there is no second way to save it.

Beef soup sighed, "It's better to die than to live, why do you want to die?" Even if you know that you have offended me and committed a capital crime, you can find someone to die for you, except for you, all three of you are the same, as long as you can find one to die for you, you don't have to die. ”

Mu Ban laughed again, he was the only one here who was half, and he seemed to be the weakest.

Sure enough, Situ Gang shouted loudly and slapped half of the wood. Although there is only half a person left in the wooden half, the body is extremely flexible, the body is obliquely pierced, and the iron crutch under the armpit is stabbed, and this iron crutch is used as a long sword, and a smile is pointed at Tiannan, which is the swordsmanship of the Hainan school of Yanchuan.

Hainan swordsmanship is on the sidelines, and he only has half a person left who happens to be able to give full play to the essence of Hainan swordsmanship, only to hear three sneering sounds, a miserable scream, the four-foot-long iron crutch pierced in, the right back pierced, and a stream of blood spurted out like an arrow, turning into a rain of blood.

Beef soup clapped his hands and laughed: "Good swordsmanship." ”

Mu Ban learned your broth tone and said lightly: "This is just the simplest of the three moves in the Thirteen Heavenly Remnant Styles, and it is not a good swordsmanship." "The thirteen styles of the Heavenly Remnant were originally the swordsmanship of the Hainan faction Zhenshan, but unfortunately it has long been lost, and even the contemporary head of the Hainan faction has only practiced two of them, but this half of the people casually used three tricks to kill Situ Gang under the sword.

The tall, thin man in black apparently recognized his swordsmanship and was looking at him in surprise, his eyes full of fear. This black-clothed man is the owner of the first village of the Twelve Serial Docks, Black Swallow Luo Fei, this person is famous for his light achievements, and one move to fly the swallow is a rare killer stunt in martial arts.

His eyes were half of the wood, but his feet were retreating, and he suddenly turned around and swept up, and threw himself at a person who was drunk on the railing of the Jiuqu bridge.

This move is his stunt Feiyan coming, his body is ingenious, his posture is beautiful, even if he misses a palm, he can retreat with his whole body.

The man under the railing was already drunk, and the purple and gold crown on his head had almost fallen off, and his saliva was dripping, and he looked like a dead man.

I only heard a miserable scream, followed by a 'plop', the water splashed, and no one could see how He Shangshu made a move, Luo Fei had fallen into the pool and became a dead man.

He Shangshu turned over and fell asleep again, and the purple gold crown on his head finally fell. Mu Banban immediately walked over and respectfully put the purple gold crown on his head again: "Drunk and lying on the Seven Killers of Liuyun, only the drinker can get the true inheritance, He Shangshu is really good kung fu." ”

Su Yang shook his head and smiled, this is another long-lost kung fu, the people on this island seem to be the top masters of escapism, and everyone has a few means to press the bottom of the box.

"What about you? Have you thought about it? "Beef soup asked the honest monk.

The honest monk looked at Su Yang and sighed: "The monk is still very sober, if you want to live, it seems that you can only choose him." It was true that the monk didn't want his life, but now he ......"

He sighed and said, "No matter how precious other people's lives are, they are not as important as their own lives. "This is indeed the truth, the honest monk is telling the truth.

He actually said that he would do it, and the big sleeves of the rag frame and satin were rolled, and a strong wind swept straight to Su Yang's door. The sleeve of a rag bag is really full of power, as sharp as a blade, and it really makes a whirring sound of breaking the air.

"Is it possible that if he kills me, he will not die?" Su Yang asked about the beef soup as he stepped back.

"Or you kill him."

"Can I find someone who can die in my place?" Su Yang asked again.

Beef soup laughed: "As long as you can find it." ”

Mu Ban smiled strangely, it seemed that he could also see that Su Yang was looking for him, among the people here, his status was the lowest, his body was still disabled, and his martial arts seemed to be the weakest. Many people, including Situ Gang, used to think so, but it turned out that most of these people were dead.

He enjoyed the thrill of being ignored and then going out to kill, and every time he killed someone who thought he was weak, he would tremble with excitement. So sometimes he deliberately pretends to be very weak to lure others to be fooled.

"Then I'll look for you!"

Su Yang really forced the honest monk away with one palm, and stabbed the other hand with the sword at the face door of the wooden half, and the long sword slashed an arc in the air, stabbing the throat of the wooden half crookedly.

A faint indescribable smile appeared on the face of the beef soup, as if in her opinion, although this sword was nowhere to be found, it was also unorganized, and it was simply not powerful.

In fact, no one would think that this sword had any power, even the honest monk sighed, he probably didn't expect that after such a short period of time, Su Yang's martial arts not only did not improve, but regressed a lot.

Mu Banwei smiled and was about to take out his crutches, the martial arts of this person in front of him seemed to be stronger than Situ Gang, but he was very confident that he could fight with only two moves, the first move blocked his sword, and the second move used crutches to pierce his ribs.

He thought well, but he thought the opposite.

With a crisp sound, Su Yang's sword had already cut off half of the wooden iron staff, and he was about to dodge in shock, but found that no matter how he dodged, it was equivalent to actively colliding his vital point into the opponent's sword.

There was another thud, and the blood flowers were already flying from the throat of the wooden half.

"Lost kung fu is not necessarily good martial arts, but what can kill people." Su Yang put his sword into the sheath. (To be continued......)