Huangzhou, Chen's Mansion, in the martial arts arena.

A school platform stood in the center of the field, Liu Cheng, Chen Youliang, Zhang Bixian, and Zhang Dingbian sat on the platform, and a big man with a strong physique, holding a blade, stood aside.

Not far away, a shirtless man with a giant hammer in his hand kept beating on a big drum, and the drum sounded like thunder.

Chen Youliang beckoned, summoned a man beside him, and whispered a few words.

The man walked to the front of the stage and shouted, "Bring people up!" ”

This man's voice was loud, and he just suppressed the roaring drum and passed it into everyone's ears.

With this shout, dozens of men not far away, pushing and shoving, pushed Cheng Kun, Xuan Ming Erlao, Yuanyin, Yuanye and others up.

"Uncle, someone brought it!"

Chen Youliang stepped forward and grabbed Cheng Kun's clothes, his eyes full of anger. It was he who almost killed the three brothers on the spot, if it wasn't for the arrival of the master, I am afraid that he would have already gone to see the king of Hades. As early as when he was injured, Chen Youliang swore that if he was not dead, he would practice martial arts diligently, and Cheng Kun would be cut by a thousand knives and die in a long time.

As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are very red-eyed.

At this moment, Chen Youliang was already furious, his fists were clenched fiercely, aimed at Cheng Kun's expressionless face, and smashed it with a fierce punch.

"Bald donkey, you have deceived Chen several times, today is the time to get retribution!" Chen Youliang scolded angrily and shouted: "Khotanese eagle! ”

"In!"

One of the many sturdy men looks a little different and has a gloomy face. A man with a thin body and a pair of rat-eyed men. Walk out slowly.

"With your ability, Ling Chi is three thousand six. It should be fine, right? ”

Hearing Chen Youliang's question, the man named Khotan Eagle's eyes flashed, and he said proudly: "This bald donkey's body is tougher than ordinary people, maybe Khotanese Eagle can't control it, but three thousand six is no problem." ”

"That's good, three thousand six hundred knives, only more and not less, if it is less, you will roll me up and cover it. Go back to your rat nest and burrow. ”

"Yes! The Khotanese eagle will no longer be expected by the uncle! ”

After hearing Khotan Ying's reply, Chen Youliang turned around and went up to the high platform, came to Liu Cheng's side, and confessed: "Youliang didn't tell the master, so he made his own opinion, and asked the master not to blame." ”

"What's not strange, these people were originally left for you to clean up for the teacher, even if you throw them all into the oil pan and fry them three times. As a teacher, I won't say anything. ”

While the school platform was talking, Khotan Eagle had already taken out a slender and handleless knife, the blade was pitch black, and the cold light was flickering. It's actually made of cold iron.

"Friendship, where did you find this person? A thousand-year-old cold iron torture knife is not something ordinary people can do. ”

"The ancestor of the Khotanese eagle was originally the executioner of the imperial court. The dynasty has changed for several generations, and the Tartar court is like a pig and a dog to the Han people. He had an ancestral skill, but he could not join the court. can only fall into the grass and become a thief. Two years ago, when Youliang exterminated a group of mountain bandits who robbed people's daughters, he was found on the mountain. Beside him, dozens of dry bones that had been stripped and only skeletons remained, which made Youliang discover his ability. ”

"Then let's see what is so wonderful about this palace stunt."

Hearing Chen Youliang's account of the origin of the Khotanese eagle, Liu Cheng couldn't help but become a little serious.

Punishment is commonplace for Jinyiwei, but compared with those royal executioners in the palace, it can only be regarded as an axe.

I saw the thin body of Khotanese Eagle standing in front of Cheng Kun, his fingers twisted the handleless knife, and he laughed twice, rising from between Cheng Kun's eyebrows, the knife was like a fluttering butterfly, with spots of blood, and dozens of knives fell in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Kun kept breaking out in a cold sweat, but because he was pointed, he couldn't move a bit.

In a few moments, Khotanese Eagle's knife had moved towards Cheng Kun's shoulders, breasts, hands, elbows, legs, and feet.

All parts of the body except the main trunk were torn open by the cold iron blade.

Khotanese Eagle's hand was extremely steady, and Cheng Kun rarely showed blood except for the first few knives oozing out a little blood, but it was caused by the slight blood marks being sealed in the place where the blade swam, and the cold air of the thousand-year-old cold iron sealed the slight blood traces.

Before I knew it, nearly three hours had passed.

Cheng Kun's body has already been cut with nearly 2,000 knife marks.

Khotan Ying's hand under the knife gradually slowed down, this slowness is only for people with eye like Liu Cheng, and for those men on the field, it is still fast and difficult to see.

"Ahh Kill me! Kill me! ”

Cheng Kun violently shook open the dumb hole, and roared continuously, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had something in his mouth.

The Khotanese Eagle turned a deaf ear to Cheng Kun's roar, his expression did not change in the slightest, and after cutting the back bit of Cheng Kun's limbs, he began to move the knife in his chest.

Ling Chi, the most powerful thing is the knife in the back, it is easy to kill a person with one knife, but it is extremely difficult to kill a person with three thousand six hundred knives, if you cut the blood vessels of that person, I am afraid that in the blink of an eye, it will already kill people, how can there be so many knives in the back. So sometimes, the executioner needs a much tougher mental quality than the outlaws.

"Ahh

With Cheng Kun's wail, Khotanese Eagle fell with a knife, Cheng Kun's skin and flesh were torn apart little by little, and most of the onlookers couldn't bear to hang their heads except for a few extremely bloodthirsty people.

Ling Chi, even if it was only a hundred knives, it could make onlookers shudder, let alone this rare three thousand six hundred knives.

Looking at all this indifferently, Liu Cheng did not have the slightest mercy for Cheng Kun, he gave him the opportunity himself, but he did not grasp it well, if he did what he should do in peace, maybe he would help him avenge the revenge.

This attack on Chen Youliang, Liu Cheng didn't need to ask Cheng Kun, he could know a rough idea.

Since Yuanyin, Yuanyin and other Shaolin monks will be involved, it is very likely that Shaolin made some promise, which made Cheng Kun moved and attacked Chen Youliang to retaliate for what he had done in Shaolin Temple before.

However, no matter what the reason is, there are some things that will have to pay the consequences if they are done, and the consequences that he has to pay for Chengkun is now Ling Chi's punishment.

The sound of wailing resounded in the sky, and a few wisps of floating clouds in the sky seemed to be scattered by this terrible sound, and a slight drizzle slowly dropped.

The rain was ticking and slapping on the ground of the martial arts arena, the faces of everyone in the arena, on the cold knife of the Khotanese eagle, and on the flesh of Cheng Kun that seemed to have been ploughed open.

Ling Chi continued, Khotanese Eagle's expression did not change in the slightest from beginning to end, he picked up the cold knife, he was just an executioner, obeying orders, this is their Khotanese family motto. (To be continued......)

PS: On the eve of the New Year, it may be busy during the day, and a chapter may be rushed out in the evening, and a chapter in the afternoon may be late