Who are the three lords of Huainan?

Wanted criminals too!

In the eyes of the common people, they are the ones who bully men and women and disregard people's lives!

But even though the people seem to be afraid of them on the surface, in their hearts, they still hate, hate, and despise them.

In the eyes of the catchers, they are like ants, flies and insects, scum that endangers order, and rats hiding in the gutter!

They call themselves heroes of the rivers and lakes, but the real heroes of the rivers and lakes still look down on them and regard them as small people.

And he, Wang Xiao, as the head of the three Huainan Xiaoxiao, is not convinced!

He wants to correct the name of the three lords of Huainan!

Even though this is notoriety, it must be full of evil, and it will be evil to the extreme!

Killing Gu Beichuan, a poet who is famous in Huainan, is the first step!

Rumble!

A powerful internal force erupted from Wang Xiao's body, hitting the roof, and in an instant, the bricks and tiles were shattered.

Later, he himself fell behind the bricks and tiles, kicking up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

In the smoke and dust, a sharp sword flashed.

This sword light is like thunder and fire, like electric light, like flowing clouds, like flying immortals.

With the power of a sword, it even set off a terrifying air flow in the air, sweeping towards Gu Beichuan.

Such a knife, with such a knife man.

Not to mention that Gu Beichuan has no power to restrain the chicken, even if he exercises all year round and has good physical fitness, what can he do?

You can still only kill by the neck!

At this moment, Gu Beichuan seemed to feel the crisis from death.

However, just as the air flow swept and the sword light fell, a soft sigh sounded: "Amitabha." ”

Rumble!

A more majestic aura swept out, like an abyss like a prison, like a high mountain, and like a sea and ocean.

In front of this aura, all of Wang Xiao's movements were frozen.

As if someone had pointed at it, he stayed in place and remained motionless.

No, to be precise, it's still moving.

He's trembling!

Trembling like chaff!

It's like a young rabbit meeting a tiger, which is a fear from the depths of the soul.

Who is this unsightly monk?

"Alas, it's a good knife seedling, you're welcome."

The next moment he heard this voice, Wang Xiao only felt that his body was light, and he saw his own body—a headless body.

The monk was still standing there, and there was no trace of the rod wrapped in coarse cloth on his back.

Everyone, I didn't see how he made a move. It was as if Wang Xiao's head was rolled down by himself.

Smack!

The head fell to the ground, and the whole room could be heard of the needle dropping.

Back in the mountains, the two owls of Huainan looked at this scene, their faces were pale, and their hearts trembled.

You know, that's big brother!

Since they can remember, they know that the eldest brother has a great talent for swordsmanship, and he can be called a martial arts wizard.

Over the years, although there has been no sect training, the eldest brother has worked hard and achieved some attainments in the sword path.

On weekdays, I rob the house, if I am an idle person, I am afraid that I will not even be able to take the knife of my eldest brother!

However, in their hearts, they are brave and invincible, like a big brother descended from the gods.

In the hands of that monk, he didn't even walk a single face, and he died so inexplicably!

It's really...

The two did not dare to hesitate, and immediately got up and ran back desperately.

I kept running, kept running, and ran for two hours, until I saw the lights of thousands of homes in Huainan City, and then I breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back with palpitations.

I only feel that I am in danger of dying on this trip.

"That's... What kind of monster is that monk? The second owl said breathlessly.

"Hell... Hell knows. ”

"What now? The eldest brother is dead, the monk is so powerful, we have no possibility of revenge! ”

"Still want revenge? Are you dying fast enough? ”

"Could it be that the eldest brother died in vain?" The eyes of the two owls were red, and their faces were full of unwillingness.

"Hmph, of course you can't just leave it at that. When did our Huainan three owls suffer such a loss? ”

"There is a debtor and a debtor, let's go find Zhao Tenglong!"

"If he hadn't told us that Gu Beichuan didn't have a master around him, we wouldn't have taken this business, and the eldest brother wouldn't have died!"

"That's right, chop Zhao Tenglong into meat puree!" The hatred of Zhao Tenglong in the hearts of the two of them at this moment is simply soaring into the sky.

What does it mean to not have a master? What does it mean to be powerless?

I'm afraid you don't know what an axe is!

……

Nanshan lived inside, looking at the broken roof, the blood all over the ground, and the headless corpse in front of him.

Everyone except the monk froze.

Xiu'er was stunned in place, even the pushing and shoving action stopped, her stomach churned, and she obviously wanted to vomit.

Gu Beichuan was a little better, but he was also stiff and trembling like chaff.

Who is this?

Killer? Come and kill me?

With whom have I made enmity? Do you need to go out of your way to kill me?

Zhang Xing? Or Zhao Tenglong?

Gu Beichuan broke out in a cold sweat, this was the first time he had encountered a threat to his life since he crossed over.

It also made him realize that there is an essential difference between this world and the world with sound laws in the later generations!

Because in this world, there are martial arts!

There are rivers and lakes!

Naturally, there is a husband who is angry, and blood is splashed in five steps!

Chivalry is forbidden with martial arts!

How big is his business? really provoked such a strongman, isn't it a knife to behead?

Today's events are the best wake-up call for him!

With the skills of that thief, if there was no monk present, he and Xiu'er would never be spared!

An urgency, an unbearable urgency rose in his heart!

He needs a force to keep him safe!

"Senior, I know what I want." Gu Beichuan walked towards the monk who had been pushed out of the door with one foot, and said solemnly.

"I want to practice martial arts, strengthen my body, and protect myself."

The bitterness and hatred on the monk's face have long been gone, and there is a hidden pride in his calm expression, and he glances at Xiu'er from time to time, vaguely with a hint of invitation.

At this time, when he heard Gu Beichuan say this, he coughed even more violently, as if he was reminding someone.

"Ahem, ahem!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Xiu'er was awakened by the sound of coughing, with a little residual fear on her delicate little face, she looked at the monk, and didn't care about it, and hurriedly said, "Please teach the young master martial arts." ”

Xiu'er's 180-degree turn attitude made the monk very useful, and he immediately nodded like pounding garlic, and said: "No problem, your father and I have no other skills, but this martial arts cultivation is still alive, and it is more than enough to save this kid's life." ”

When Xiu'er heard the words "your father and me", her eyebrows frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything.

After all, now it is she and the young master who should say something good if they have a request for others, and they should say something good.

The children of poor families are in charge of the house early, and she still knows this truth.

"Young man, tell me, what martial arts do you want to learn?"

As he spoke, the monk walked into the house, looking leisurely and comfortable.

He understood that the key to easing the relationship between himself and his daughter fell on the young man in front of him.

"Master, I want to learn Jiuyang Divine Skill!"