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"Hey. Have you heard of www.biquge.info pen%fun%ge? Shaolin has produced a great traitor. A stocky businessman in his forties whispered. /p>

"What more could a traitor be like? Since he has become a traitor, sooner or later he will be exterminated by Shaolin. It was a black-faced man with a beard on his face who spoke. He is a dart head and knows the cruelty of the rivers and lakes very well. One person against the whole of Shaolin? It's pretty much the same dreaming.

"Don't believe it, this news was released by Shaolin Xuanci. This blood-clothed monk Xugen did a shocking thing, otherwise he would not have attracted this big man. "Humpty Dumpty Merchant God Mystical Secret Path.

"What's the big deal?" The black-faced man was piqued with curiosity.

Humpty Dumpty's face was full of smugness for his exclusive news: "He stole the martial arts cheats of the Shaolin Temple!" ”

"Oh!" The black-faced man's eyes flashed: "Which cheats did he steal?" "Anyone who is a Jianghu person, there is no one who does not covet martial arts.

"It's Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts!" The merchant smiled: "Do you think he's a great traitor?" ”

"Seventy-two stunts? All? ”

"All!" Humpty Dumpty's face flushed with excitement.

The black-faced man was terrified, and he was definitely not an ordinary person who could steal the stunt of the temple from the Shaolin Temple. In the entire history of Shaolin, no one has ever done this. In an instant, his gaze became extremely hot, if he could obtain one of these stunts, wouldn't he be able to run rampant all over the world! Shaolin 72 stunts are the guarantee of top-notch martial arts.

"What does the Blood-Clad Monk look like?" He stood up abruptly and asked excitedly.

A hand silently pressed on his shoulder, and he felt his legs go limp, and sat back on his ass. I tried to stand up several times, but I couldn't succeed. The palm on his shoulder was not very strong, but it was as solid as a reef, and there was always a strange force that diverted his strength away. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape a single hand.

The black-faced man turned pale. Master!

"Can you tell me more about what you just did?" An old, gentle voice suddenly sounded.

An old man dressed in gray clothes and gray hair sat next to the black-faced man at some point. Although the old man's face was full of wrinkles, he could vaguely see that he was a rather handsome figure when he was young. The short and fat merchant shrunk his neck, and just wanted to sneak away, when the old man glanced at him, and sat honestly in place.

A quarter of an hour later, the old man disappeared into the inn silently, as if he had come. The short and fat merchant and the black-faced man glanced at each other, and both saw the jealousy and fear in each other's eyes. If it weren't for the scorching sun, they would have thought they had encountered a ghost. But the black-faced man knows that the old man is not a ghost, but a top master.

The greed that had just risen in the black-faced man suddenly disappeared cleanly. With this kind of character involved, it is definitely not something that he can do as a third-rate dart master.

"Let's go quickly, I always feel that the rivers and lakes are not peaceful." The black-faced man felt a sense of fear.

The Humpty Dumpty merchant nodded like a chick pecking rice. Although he is not a Jianghu man, he is a businessman. It was almost instinctive to grasp the business situation, and he was keenly aware that there seemed to be a whirlpool of battle slowly brewing. Although he can only see a little corner, it is enough for him to judge the current situation of the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are probably going to be chaotic.

……

Murong Bo sat on the second floor of the teahouse, and through the window, he could see the bustling streets of Bianjing. But his mind was not on that.

"Void roots? How did he get the Seventy-Two Stunt? Murong Bo couldn't figure it out. In the past 30 years, he has been to the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion countless times. With the exception of a man in black who was about his age, he hadn't seen any other intruders.

"Could it be that the Void Root is the man in black?"

Murong Bo immediately dismissed this speculation. He fought the man in black three times, and although he hadn't spoken, he was very sure that the other party was an old man about his age. And the man in black is strong in martial arts, no less than himself. But according to rumors, the blood-clothed monk Xugen is only a young man less than twenty years old, and it is impossible for him to have such martial arts no matter how talented he is.

"Could it be his junior?" Murong Bo pondered: "It may also be the handiwork of Gu Mozhi." ”

He was very aware of the essence of Kumachi. It seems to be modest and polite, low-key and gentle. In fact, he is ambitious and cold-hearted. Use seventy-two stunts to disturb the rivers and lakes, and Gu Mozhi can profit from it. If this was really what he did, even Murong Bo had to admire Gu Mozhi's handwriting.

"No matter who it is, the whole river and lake has been surging. In that case, I'll add a handful!" Murong Bo's eyes flickered.

……

"Master Su, don't blame me for not reminding you, someone is following you?" Break a look like you're ready to watch a good show.

Su Zhong walked slowly on the streets of Bianjing, surrounded by bustling vendors and pawns. The flow of people was crowded, but whenever Su Chong walked by, the people around him would involuntarily get out of the way. This is the result of his guidance with illusion. As time passed, his mental power slowly increased. Although it can't be compared to the previous life, with the help of a powerful body, it is not difficult to create some visual illusions.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced back. Busy vendors, bargaining merchants. Everything seems so normal. Su Zhong retracted his gaze disapprethoughtly and continued to walk.

"It's quite hidden." Su Zhong wondered who was following him.

"It should belong to an organization. Only after systematic training can you fully integrate yourself into your surroundings. Even if you are a congenital master, it is difficult to find each other if you don't search carefully. Po's face was full of admiration, and he immediately wondered: "Master Su, I don't remember what killer organization or hidden force you have sinned?" Just those bandits and bandits, can they have such means? Could it be that Xuan Ci's old bald donkey has prepared some secret dead soldiers? What does he want to do! His eyes widened, full of anger.

"Broken, you seem to have forgotten, I can't help but offend the killer organization, and it's the biggest killer organization on the rivers and lakes that I offend."

"The Great Song Mansion?" Broken is somewhat uncertain.

"To be precise, it's the Emperor of the Zhao family." Su Zhong sneered. If his position is not right, he will wantonly emphasize literature and suppress martial arts. Since Su Chong left Shaolin, he has been spreading the four styles of farmers all the time. As time brewed, an immeasurable force erupted. The people are the weakest group, like ants. But at the same time, they are the most powerful force, and they will also resist when they are cornered. And Su Zhong gave them a sharp knife. Because of their predicament or greed, they can't help but use this knife, and the turmoil caused by this can be imagined. How could the Great Song Dynasty not do anything to him.

History is always strikingly similar. A Song Dynasty and a Ming Dynasty, the result of suppressing military generals was that the last years of the Song and Ming dynasties were extremely miserable.

Su Zhong remained silent, looked left and right, and naturally got into an alley.

A young man in his twenties who had been buying vegetables slowly stood up and quietly glanced at the alley where Su Chong had disappeared. He glanced at the rosacea man on the opposite side and the dragon's beard, and got up and left without any abnormality. The same leisurely and natural walk into the alley.

"What about people?"

The alley is not large, less than two meters wide and more than ten meters long. If you stand at the entrance of the alley, you can see the other side.

"Brother Xing, this guy is walking so fast, let's chase after it." The young man in his twenties was a little uncontrollable: "This is the person named by the head of the Liu headquarters to arrest." And whether you live or die, as long as you catch it, you will have a reward of 100,000 taels. Even if the upper and lower interceptions are dotted, it is enough for our brothers to buy land and settle down to become a big landlord. ”

Brother Xing frowned, always feeling that something was wrong: "Don't be impulsive Xiao Wu, have you forgotten Lord Liu's warning." The opponent is strong in martial arts, don't try to arrest the other party after discovering it, it's best to notify the general office. ”

"My brother Xing, where will there be time to inform the chief office. By then, the other party will have long since run away without a shadow. Martial arts? He is a monk younger than me, and his martial arts skills are so high. Even if he was born in Shaolin, he is indeed better than me. But can he compare to Brother Xing? The two of us join forces, can't we still take him? "Xiao Wu hasn't said a word yet, providing news and directly catching the other party is not a price!

Brother Xing has been catching fast for half his life, and he has long lost the impulse of his youth, and he is still a little hesitant to be cautious.

"Are you trying to arrest me?"

A monk dressed in white appeared strangely in the middle of the alley. The air seemed to fluctuate like water ripples, and Su Zhong just stood out of thin air. Neither of them noticed how the other appeared.

Brother Xing's pupils shrank, and he immediately stayed on the spot. The young man Xiao Wu's heart was hot, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Brother Xing, hurry, let's go together." The head of this bald donkey is worth 100,000 taels! Kill him, and the money will be ours!" ”

With a sonorous sound, he pulled out the sword at his waist, and Xiao Wu came to Su Zhong in two big strides. One move to split Huashan, simple and direct but fast and exquisite. slashed at Su Chong's neck. His eyes were full of eagerness. As a fast catcher, you can always learn some kung fu. His first knife technique is called the Wind Breaking Knife, and he pays attention to a fast and accurate one. The move is simple, but the move kills. He began practicing this set of sword techniques at the age of twelve, and he did not break it for a day. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to become a catcher in Bianjing at such a young age.

Bite! The long knife stopped in front of Su Chong, and the two white fingers lightly clamped the swift long knife. Take a turn outward.

Boom!

The long knife was actually broken directly! Su Zhong held the broken sword, and slashed with the trend, the movement was like a swallow turning lightly, with a graceful arc.

Burst!

The young catcher Xiao Wu's chest was suddenly cut open. Su Chong's hand was very accurate, and under the knife, Xiao Wu immediately collapsed to the ground and couldn't move.

"Little Five!"

Brother Xing's eyes were split, he had just taken two steps when he suddenly paused.

Su Chong held the tip of the blood-dripping knife in his right hand and pointed obliquely at Xiao Wu's throat. Brother Xing knew that if he dared to rush forward, the other party would definitely shove the tip of the knife into Xiao Wu's throat. Seeing that the other party's face was calm, Brother Xing couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

This is the Blood-Cloaked Monk?!

No wonder Lord Liu repeatedly emphasized that he should not face this bald donkey alone. It turns out that his martial arts are so high! Xiao Wu is already a very qualified catcher. Since childhood, he has followed his father's ears and eyes, not only good martial arts, but also rich experience. But Xiao Wu was actually put in one move?!

"Tell me who you are and why you're stalking me." Su Zhong said indifferently, without the slightest fluctuation in his voice. Glancing at Xiao Wu lying on the ground, Su Zhong said, "At this rate of bleeding, your companion can only live for a moment." You're running out of time. ”

Brother Xing's scalp suddenly tingled. He's been hunting for half his life, and he doesn't know how many corpses he's examined. He knows the human body well. But the other party just glanced at it, and he was able to judge a person's survival time from the speed of bleeding? How many people's blood should be used to water this kind of ability?!

The Blood-Cloaked Monk, the Blood-Cloaked Monk, this is using other people's blood to dye his white clothes red.

Brother Xing's whole body was numb. Sure enough, there were mistaken names, but there were never staggered nicknames!