"Yin Xing, Shen Xing, Shen Xingyin, is a punishment for unkindness."

"The punishment is ugly, the ugly punishment is ugly, and the punishment is not punished, which is the punishment of holding power."

"The punishment of the son, the punishment of the son, is the punishment of rudeness."

"Chenxingchen, noon punishment, unitary punishment, Hai punishment, is the punishment of self-punishment......"

In the cell, as Chen Feiqun recited a sentence of unfamiliar mental methods, after performing the twenty-four styles, Meng Su tried to swing the 'knife' while feeling it.

The others listened quietly on the side, but they didn't have the day and night sword technique as a basis and couldn't understand it at all, except for Duan Shuiliu who seemed to have some understanding.

As a master, I naturally know a little about this ancestral knife technique of the Meng family.

Meng Su, on the other hand, was obscure at first, and it was difficult to move forward every time he tried, but as time went on, everything changed.

His mind gradually became clear, and his mind flowed like a stream, and his movements became clear and complete.

I saw him holding a tree branch, his steps flowing, his moves flickering bright and dark, soft and rigid, sometimes like a snail, sometimes like lightning.

If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing forbidden spirit handcuffs and leg irons and couldn't activate the aura, he would probably have been cut down on death row long ago, but this also avoided being noticed by the jailers.

As for the clatter of shackles, it has been there for a long time, and most of the death row inmates are panicked and screaming the night before the execution.

Swish!

After passing the thirty-six styles, Meng Su only felt comfortable and in a good mood, recalling the move just now, he was amazed.

"It's true!"

He looked at the crowd with excitement and almost screamed.

Others couldn't see the way out, but after witnessing the process of Meng Su's perception just now, they also felt that compared to the first twenty-four styles, the last twelve styles were much more exquisite.

Shui Qingqiu sighed: "I don't know if it's true, but I have never seen or heard of such a knife technique!" ”

"It's really good."

Duan Shuiliu stroked his beard and commented, Yu Guang glanced at Chen Feiqun, who couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that this last twelve styles are not only good, they are just- very good.

Seeing Chen Feiqun shaking his head, Meng Su restrained his joy, stepped forward and asked, "Senior brother, is there something wrong with my practice?" ”

Chen Feiqun replied: "I don't know, I mean my memory is too bad, it would be nice if I thought about it earlier!" ”

Meng Su was relieved: "Senior brother, don't blame yourself!" I haven't seen you for many years, and I won't be able to learn if I think about it earlier, and besides, you must be worried that this is fake, for fear that it will hurt me! ”

"Ugh."

Chen Feiqun sighed.

And Meng Su also breathed a sigh of relief, holding the branch in his hand, he thought that the senior brother was not satisfied with the twelve forms he had just comprehended.

These Ji Rou Shui Qingqiu looked at it in his eyes, and thought to himself, Second Senior Brother, you don't have to think about it, in fact, it is! It's just that the senior brother is covering it up too well!

You must know that their senior brother is the one who let Luo Song, the six captains, and hundreds of top powerhouses judge themselves without having to do anything!

The horizon is naturally boundless.

As if he felt something, Chen Feiqun only glanced at the second daughter and the three gray-clothed subordinates, so frightened that several people immediately didn't dare to look at it, looking at their noses and noses.

It's scary!

"Second Senior Brother, do you have the confidence to defeat Na Luo Ruhu now?"

A disciple asked the key.

Feeling the expectant gazes, Meng Su smiled bitterly and replied: "To be honest, the other twelve styles taught by Senior Brother are super powerful, and I have only seen them in my life!" But at the same time, it's so profound that I can learn at most in one night! ”

"As for winning Luo Ruhu, it can only be said that there is a certain hope!"

Listen up.

On the one hand, everyone was surprised by the terrifying nature of these twelve sword techniques, you must know that originally Meng Su was only ruthlessly crushed.

On the one hand, I was not so excited, because it seemed that I was not sure of winning, or I was still at a disadvantage.

But after all, he grabbed a life-saving straw at the most desperate time, and everyone gave me encouragement one by one, hoping that he won.

Win or win.

Lose or die.

"Don't worry! For our Haoran Gate, for the brothers, I will do my best! ”

Meng Su said blankly.

This night, everyone had insomnia, and Meng Su practiced the thirty-six postures of day and night over and over again, especially the last twelve postures.

It was getting lighter, and a glimmer of light was shining through the only window of the cell, and no one ever thought it was damn so fast.

Can't it be slow?

Meng Su gathered his momentum and took a long breath, he should rest and adjust to prepare for a fight to the death with the powerful Luo Ruhu!

Xing Wumen.

This is the place where the prisoners of Bingzhou were executed, every inch of land has been irrigated with blood, the morning sun is sprinkled, the breeze is gentle, and the surroundings are already crowded.

Watching the beheading is a very worthwhile thing, especially today there is a competition trial, one of the two sides of the competition was a captain of Bingzhou, and the other was a pastor of Juzhou.

This level of fighting is not seen on weekdays.

"One thing to say, even if Meng Su is a prisoner, but he is the captain of our Bingzhou, as a native of Bingzhou, I can't bear to look at it."

"Who said no, why did he live in Bingzhou?"

"Shhhh You don't want to die! This case has alarmed Chaojing, and it has already been decided, so be careful to be arrested as an accomplice! ”

The crowd quickly fell silent.

No one had any hope, after all, one was a school captain and the other was a state pastor, and the two were not of the same rank at all.

On the table.

Ning Shuang yawned, knocked on the wood and shouted, "Take the prisoner!" ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Haoranmen and a group of fourteen people were escorted out, the sunlight outside was a little dazzling, and the dog's head was mad.

It was only now that the people were truly aware of their imminent execution, and there was only one chance to save them.

Everyone looked at Meng Su together.

The accompanying officials were also looking at Meng Su, and exchanged heads and ears from time to time.

"I heard that this Captain Meng has been sharpening his gun all night, and his desire to survive is quite strong."

"It's useless, how can the gap between him and Luo Ruhu be made up in one night? Decades is not necessarily enough. ”

"Yes, if Meng Su wants to win, I'm afraid that only Luozhou Mu Shui will have to go."

"Hehe, others may put it, but how can Luo Ruhu be! His belly of anger and resentment is waiting to be vented! ”

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ning Shuang snorted lightly: "Silence!" Wang Zhoumu, let's almost get ready to start, don't delay the execution. ”

"Yes!"

Wang Que complied with the order and gave his subordinates a look, and Min Hongfu personally stepped forward to untie the shackles and shackles for Meng Su, and handed him a saber, which was regarded as a send-off.

"Go all the way."

These were Min Hongfu's last words.

Because there is no need to wait for the dog's head, Luo Ruhu will kill Meng Su on the spot, and if Luo Ruhu is merciful, he will give Meng Su a good time.

If you don't have mercy, it will be miserable.

Over there, Luo Ruhu slowly walked up to the martial arts platform in linen and filial piety, with a pair of tiger eyes gloomy and tyrannical, staring at Meng Su deadly.

Don't say whether he loves his son and his subordinates, he can stand up, and let the world know his grief and true feelings like a tiger.

"Martial arts trial, life and death have their own destiny, start now!"

As Min Hongfu's loud voice sounded, a battle that would decide the fate of Haoran Gate began, and all the disciples raised their throats in their hearts.