"Ahem......"

As Su Qing walked, he coughed twice from time to time, and when he breathed together, his nose was dripping and bleeding.

Su Qing's right hand shook and shook, the force penetrated his whole body, his breath sank suddenly, the cigarette between his fingers shattered, the tobacco flew wildly, and a flush instantly surged from his neck, climbed his face, opened his mouth, and spit out, and a mouthful of black blood splashed on the ground.

This kind of thing is also mysterious, and it is clear that it is clear. Ordinary people exert their strength, mostly in the narrow places of the body, such as hands and feet, waist and abdomen, but the martial arts practice, but the pursuit is different. Some people as a whole can penetrate the whole body, control the closure of pores, and reach the point where the essence is not discharged, and the clever move seems to be an understatement, but the power of people can tremble the bones and tendons, quietly generate dark energy, accumulate hair freely, urge from the pores, kill people invisibly, pat you, poke you, and don't want you to die immediately, hurt a kidney meridian, block a qi and blood, and die violently in less than seven days.

At the beginning, Ma Wangye said that this method was impossible to prevent.

He has not dared to slack off for a day in these years, what he is afraid of is that someone will find him, and the death is unknown, and in five years, he has tempered the five internal organs with the method of swallowing qi and breathing, breeding vitality, strengthening qi and blood, and then using fists to fight to boil the muscles and bones, and he is really trembling.

This dark energy is also different, some people practice hands, some people practice feet, the powerful whole body thoughts move, the qi runs through the whole body, and the pores around the body can spit out dark energy.

As the name suggests, dark energy is hidden energy.

It's not what realm it is, but it's about practicing the law, some people practice the Ming Jin, such as the master of the Eight Poles Gate encountered in the Yuan Mansion, the domineering in the Ming is visible, the hair is like a halberd, the body is like a lead, the hands are as hard as pig iron, and the wall is grabbed by a seal, and the shot is like a crossbow. There are also people who practice the dark energy, looking ordinary, there is no fireworks, but every move is hidden in the killing machine, from the inside out, the strength is like a thread, silent.

There is also a kind of strength, it is rumored that Yang Luchan has a stunt of birds not flying, and all kinds of strength cannot be added, so he uses to transform his strength, accumulate freely, and combine rigidity and softness.

Although there is a difference in the order of the three practice methods, if you really want to compare, you have to see who is smart, some people hide clumsy, some people hide skill, some people are afraid of being strong, how to win or lose, or that sentence, one horizontal and one vertical, you have to know after two moves.

In the final analysis, it is to constantly improve the control of oneself inside and outside, through some different power skills with different breath exhalation, giving birth to different "strength", from the simple movements of the hands and feet, to some boxing kung fu, to maximize the use of their own strength.

Otherwise, what kind of character is the fifth master of the king, he will not die simply, Huo Yuanjia is known as an invincible opponent in Jinmen, and he is also dead, the Eight-Nation Alliance Army entered Beijing, and the martial arts master in Beijing does not know how many died.

The one I met tonight estimated that the bright energy had become a climate, and it turned into dark energy, and Su Qing suffered a little loss.

It's a pity that he died.

Because Su Qing is a special case, this "killing technique" is to start practicing dark energy, he can't take the path of bright energy, when the bones are thick, the body shape changes, and if he can't keep it, he will be looked down on, and he will die without waiting for his achievements, so he has to hide, this is also what Ma Wangye taught him, five years of learning drama, the muscles and bones have long been successful, with swallowing and breathing, it will come naturally, this strength is hidden under a pair of hands.

Poke a hole in the eye.

Moreover, this "killing technique" specializes in the door of human death, and what it wants is to be silent, specially created for assassination, hidden power, and invisible to kill.

Su Qing took steps, and the street at night was a little deserted for some reason.

The man pulling the cart was on his upper body, and a pair of cloth shoes were running fast, and he could smell the smell of sweat when he was close.

He felt in his pocket, and he was still thinking about lighting a cigarette, but it was empty, and he remembered that he had finished smoking, and only touched the cold hilt of the sword.

With a sigh, Su Qing walked slowly.

Not far from under the street lamp, I saw a pair of vendors cleaning up the leftover soup and water eaten by the guests, the man was a little careless, and broke a few bowls carelessly, and the woman who looked at it was distressed, and she didn't dare to get angry in the world of male superiority and inferiority, so she had to secretly wipe her tears and clean up. The man was a little wooden, but he saw that his wife lowered her head, was silent for a while, and then pecked on his daughter-in-law's cheek like a thief, and then retracted like lightning, and the woman's little face turned red, and she laughed and sighed.

Looking at this scene, the gloom between Su Qing's eyebrows disappeared inexplicably, and for some reason, he smiled and shook his head.

When the little couple saw someone passing by, they were so ashamed that their faces turned red, but they didn't dare to look at Su Qing.

Walked again.

From a distance, I saw a building with smoke and fire standing in the dim night, which seemed to gather the lights of the entire street, listening to the music coming from inside, Su Qing's eyes shook.

It's a little different from yesterday, it's Cantonese opera.

There are a lot of people standing at the door of the building, three aunts and six women, shaking painting fans, this pomp is really a bit big.

Seeing him coming, the girl who followed the service last night had a bright eye, and she posted it.

As soon as I entered the lobby, there were more people than yesterday, but few people spoke, not only men smoked, women also smoked, looked at it, all eyes fell on him, some people leaned on the railing, some people leaned against the wall, the women's cheongsam opened a fork, showing white and greasy thighs, as if smiling but not smiling, all living beings, but that's it.

"Newspaper Vine!"

Upstairs, there was a voice.

When Su Qing heard this black talk from the Northeast rivers and lakes, he knew that it must be someone from the Gong family.

This is to get to the bottom of him, and a sentence can hear a lot of things.

"Don't play false, my surname is Su, and my single name is a blue character!"

There was a moment of silence upstairs.

"I haven't been back to the capital for some years, and I've always heard that there is a drama champion, Jinghua, I thought I wouldn't have a chance to see it, but I didn't expect to meet it in this Foshan!"

Su Qing grabbed his clothes, climbed the stairs step by step, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Oh, I don't dare to take what you say, I don't have to see it, otherwise, I'm afraid my little life will be gone!" ”

"Show up!"

"Well, you are in the hall, but the damage is the face of the northern martial arts, this thing is not done properly. Just came back from the Jingwu Club this morning and heard that a young handsome man was born in Foshan, let's ask, you said you wanted to talk about things before? Who are you talking about? ”

Su Qing climbed upstairs, went upstairs, and saw a person through a piece of glass.

"Are you from the Gong family?"

"Yes!"

The man only saw his back, but he didn't see his face, Su Qing smiled and said: "The old man of the palace is highly respected, dedicated to saving the country, and wants to integrate the north and the south, this, I Su Qing admire it in my heart, the word grandmaster, worthy of the name, deserved." However, this time I want to ask, when the palace family was on an errand in the palace before, did they hear of the object of blood droplets? ”

Su Qing's steps were very slow, as soon as the word "blood droplets" came out, everyone in the hall looked at each other, and everyone was in an uproar.

His face sank, first he smiled coldly, and then said softly:

"It's a pity, I don't care about this today, I'm talking about your palace family's eldest disciple Ma San, who killed her husband, together with the masters of Yanzimen and Xingyimen, almost forced the widows of her family to death, I talk about your palace family having no eyes, wrong disciples, on the old man of the palace is ashamed of his virtue, and the disciples are not good——"

"Today, I will discuss good and evil, reason, and justice in this golden building!"

Su Qing's voice was hoarse, as if he was swallowing gold and iron in his mouth, spitting out the weight, he suddenly smiled, and his voice slowed down.

"When the matter is over, I will have to discuss the level with your palace family again, and the revenge of killing the master will be decided!"

The aftermath echoed.

The hall was full of dead silence, and the falling needles could be heard.

It's a life-and-death fight.