"Fist is power.

To make a fist is to hold power.

Punching power is power.

A man shall not be without power for a day.

I only believe in my punches! ”

Under the wind and snow, the man in a black coat stood on the edge of the cliff, the cold wind lifted his clothes, and the snow fell all over his head, but the man did not move, and his eagle-like eyes were just firmly fixed at the city at the foot of the mountain.

A painting that is not complicated, coupled with this text in the lower right corner, the knife boy already knows the identity of the man in the painting in a flash of thought - Li Shenzhou, the founder of the power gang, the city in the painting is Luoshui City, one person and one city, the painter uses a few simple strokes to tell everyone who looks at the painting that Li Shenzhou is the king of Luoshui City!

Li Shenzhou's portraits are very popular in the market, and even many paintings have stories, such as this painting, which should be painted by Li Shenzhou when he founded the Power Gang, dominated Luoshui City, and looked forward to the world. The painter's skills are also very superb, and Li Shenzhou's gaze is portrayed very expressively, coupled with the 'famous words' spoken by Li Shenzhou himself, a generation of overlords of the rivers and lakes jumped on the painting paper.

For the painting itself, Dao Zai has no doubts, he just doesn't understand why the blood-colored stone has a wonderful sense of this painting, you must know that this painting has been very old, Zhao Erhu is by no means its only owner, and I don't know how many people have been transferred, if there is really a secret, how can it fall into his hands?

Confused, Dao Boy took out the blood-colored stone from his arms, anyway, he couldn't see the mystery in the painting, and could only hope that the blood-colored stone would show something strange after getting closer to it.

Kiss...

Originally, Dao Boy just had the mentality of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, but he never thought that the moment the blood-colored stone fell on the drawing paper, he saw a wave of water ripples swinging from the drawing paper.

"Hallucinations or..."

Knife boy blinked uncertainly, but the next moment, he was sure that it was not a hallucination, because he saw in his eyes that almost undetectable filaments of light came out of the drawing paper, and then these filaments of light intertwined with each other, and the original scene on the painting paper became blurred, as if it had been twisted into a ball. Soon, the wisps of light burrowed back into the blurred paper, turning into a gray chaos.

Knife boy didn't understand what was going on at the moment, but at this moment, a sigh came into his ears.

"Who?!"

The knife boy almost subconsciously roared, at this moment he was already hairy all over his body upside down, in his roar, the gray chaos swirled slightly, and I saw a little blue light emerge from it, and after this blue light gathered together, it turned into three words - painting thirteen.

Draw thirteen?

Looking at these three words, Dao Zai was slightly stunned, and a certain memory in his mind seemed to be touched, but before he could think about it, 'Painting Thirteen' shattered at once, and a figure suddenly came out of the gray chaos.

"The wind and dust are gone, and the flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first. It is said that Sungai spring is still good, and it is also planned to go on a light boat. I am only afraid that the Shuangxi boat will not be able to carry a lot of worries. ”

The low and tactful tone, with a sad and depressed loneliness, but Dao Zai didn't have the heart to taste the lyrics and songs, but just looked at the figure emerging from the gray chaos with a chill.

Wearing a Wensheng scarf, wearing a white robe, holding flower fingers in his left hand, and shaking the fan in his right hand, although his back is to the knife, but the way he suddenly appears in this way makes the knife boy feel like a ghost.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Daozi asked cautiously, but the white-clothed man dressed as a Confucian turned a deaf ear, and only waited for a song to be sung, before he said: "The world says that Li Shenzhou is the hegemon of the world, and the ancestor of Shun is up and down, and he Li Shenzhou is the king of the rivers and lakes, and the hegemony of the world is the supreme hegemon who abandons love and love, but who knows the little pity?" Alas, alas. ”

The man in white seemed to be mourning something, regretting something, what he was telling may be a secret past that has not been circulated in the rivers and lakes, but Daozi didn't care at all at this time, only said: "Pretending to be a ghost, who the hell are you!" ”

The knife boy secretly urged the internal force, and his right hand condensed a finger, but the man in white was still the same, and said slowly: "This painting was made in the ninth year of the Apocalypse, when Li Shenzhou dominated Guangnan and achieved a hegemon, but he lost his beloved because of this, since then, his fist has become a hegemonic boxing, seemingly ruthless and loveless, just to dominate the world, but if this is the case, how could he give up the fight for the country, choose to return to the roots, and grow alone on the bank of the Luoshui River?"

Among them, the joints are unknown, so leave this plausible punch, and people are destined to realize it! ”

Before the words fell, the man in white slowly turned around, and the knife boy immediately saw a terrifying scene, a face with no eyes and a nose but a mouth.

Looking at such a face, the memory that had been touched before in Dao Zai's mind suddenly became clear, and he blurted out: "You have a face and no face, you are a faceless scholar!" ”

Faceless Scholar, a strange man of evil ways a hundred years ago, was called the 'head of the seven evils' by the people in the rivers and lakes at that time. The origin of this person, no one in the rivers and lakes knows, but the six uniques he carries are known to everyone: one unique, the continuous drizzle sword, the faceless scholar once used this swordsmanship to fight with the master of the sword academy for three hundred rounds, and only then did he lose with half a move, but although he was defeated in this battle, the people in the rivers and lakes recognized him as the 'fifth sword in the world'.

Two unique, free falling flower fan, it is rumored that this fan method is treacherous and exquisite, can break all the tricks in the world.

Three uniques, nineteen turns to shake the sound of the sky, for the top sound wave skills on the rivers and lakes, the faceless scholar and the drunk monk across the shore sang a song, and when the song fell and people dispersed, the mighty Guanyue Pond was poured into the sea, overnight, the tide fell by half.

As for the fourth unique, it is the faceless scholar's disguise technique of walking alone in the rivers and lakes, it is said that he can use this technique to transform into anyone in the rivers and lakes, he also walks the rivers and lakes with various appearances and different identities, and walks the world, and painting thirteen is the most famous identity he once had, and it is with this that the knife boy coupled with his peculiar face has hooked his memory and recognized his identity.

If the first four uniques can only reflect the strength of the faceless scholar, it is not enough to make people amazing, but this fifth absolute is to make the knife boy extremely surprised, from the memory of the legends of the rivers and lakes, the fifth absolute of the faceless scholar can actually make him simulate the martial arts of various sects and factions like the little Wuxiang Gong in the world of the golden book, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

And the rest of the Sixth Absolute is really a legend of the rivers and lakes, and it is said that everyone who has seen the Sixth Absolute has died.

A generation of strange people, acting by heart, unpredictable origins, outrageously high martial arts, even in the brilliant rivers and lakes of heroes a hundred years ago, the faceless scholar is also one of the most legendary romantic figures.

So much so that to this day, the legend about him is still widely spread in the rivers and lakes, especially the story of 'painting thirteen, thirteen paintings', and the storyteller in the teahouse and wine shop still has to tell it from time to time.

Dao Boy's understanding of the faceless scholar comes from the mouth of the storyteller, and what he remembers most is the legend of 'Painting Thirteen, Thirteen Paintings'. This story is a bit bizarre, it is said that the faceless scholar made friends with the world's heroes as a painting thirteen, and successively painted for Li Shenzhou, the drunken monk and other thirteen of the most famous romantic figures, these thirteen paintings are not simple, some people say that they contain magical powers, some people say that there are martial arts moves, and some people even say that they can get the inheritance of the faceless scholar by collecting these thirteen paintings.

Those storytellers are also cooperative, every time they tell this story, a paragraph will be added at the end, today is Zhang Moumou got a pair of thirteen paintings, and he has secretly cultivated into a supreme miracle; Tomorrow is Zhao Moumou, who also got a pair of thirteen paintings, and the cultivation is a thousand miles a day; The day after tomorrow became Li Moumou...

However, the reason why the legend is a legend is only because the statement of the thirteen paintings cannot be confirmed, and over time, everyone regards it as an anecdote in the rivers and lakes, and uses it as a conversation to pass the time in their spare time, so what should have been an extremely secret thing has become an open secret that even the people in the market are familiar with.

Knife boy has never taken this legend seriously before, but everything that is happening now makes him realize that the 'Thirteen Paintings' really have a secret in it, but ordinary people can't touch it at all, which makes this painting wander for many years, until today it is in the hands of Knife Boy, and it is attracted by the blood-colored stone, and it is strange to appear, but what is the secret in it?

"Fate rises and falls, and there is fate to see you again."

In a flash, the faceless scholar shook the folding fan, and when the words settled, his figure exploded at once, turning into countless points of light and drilling back into the gray chaos, and then in a moment, there was a circle of ripples, and then everything was restored, the painting was still the same painting, Li Shenzhou was independent of the cliff, as if everything just now was an illusion.

"That's it?"

Dao Zai was a little confused, could it be that the so-called secret was that the faceless scholar ran out and said a few words and showed off? No, the faceless scholar just said that he left a plausible punch, so that people who are destined to realize themselves.

Tyrant!

The strongest martial arts of the Power Gang, the strongest fist method that can only be practiced by the gang leaders of previous generations, if you can get a glimpse of one or two points of mystery, it is simply...

In an instant, Dao Zai's heart was hot, and he was busy looking for the painting, and he intuitively felt that the secret was in the painting, but when he looked at the painting paper with burning eyes, he found that the wind and snow in the painting moved all at once, and the snow was really falling.

Suddenly, a sense of loneliness and sadness inexplicably spread over the knife boy's heart, not waiting for him to come back to his senses, Li Shenzhou in the painting turned his head to look at him, between the four eyes, Li Shenzhou's originally eagle-like falcon-like gaze changed, and there was only sadness in the gray eyes that was greater than the pain of heart death and the loneliness of walking alone in the world.

"Let this rivers and lakes, this world, and this heaven and earth all go with Xiao Li'er."

Li Shenzhou said these words lightly, and the moment the words settled, his eyes, which were originally full of grief and loneliness, revealed an incomparably violent ferocity, and then his right hand blasted out into a fist towards the knife.

Knife Boy stood still, the shadow of his fist rapidly dilating in his pupils, and he could see the world on the paper begin to shatter. With Li Shenzhou's punch, the wind and snow rolled up to the sky, the sky tore open the cracks, the earth shook, and the city began to collapse, which was a real blow that destroyed the world.

In the face of such a punch, Daozi's mind was blank and he couldn't move at all.

Click.

In the next moment, something seemed to be shattered, and Dao Zai knew that he was himself bombarded into slag by Li Shenzhou's punch, and the moment when the remaining consciousness was about to fall into chaos, he saw a red light, which was emitted by blood-colored stones, and this red light quickly turned into a blood-colored vortex, swallowing Li Shenzhou's fist, Daozai's consciousness, and even the little light in the drawing paper, and then pulled Daozai's consciousness to an unknowable place.