Ordinary people have luck with both hands, and shoot out sword qi with two fingers, usually only one is shot out of the left and right hands, the farther the sword qi is from the body, the worse the power, if it is a single finger, it can also be shot, but the power is greatly reduced, and the purpose of hurting the enemy cannot be achieved, unless there is a special martial arts, the luck method is exceptional.

But such martial arts are usually very rare, and only some major sects have them.

Feng Mochuan didn't think that Han Bing was a member of the Gate Sect, so after suppressing Han Bing's two sword qi, he began to attack unscrupulously.

But he didn't want the third sword qi to come from the back of his head, and he didn't see how Han Bing came out of the sword at all, Feng Mochuan had a wind behind his ears, his head was tilted, the sword qi passed by his ears, and when the sword qi came back, he saw Han Bing's two sword qi shooting out from the two fingers of his right hand.

Feng Mochuan was shocked, hurriedly retreated, and suddenly there was wind behind his ears again, and another sword qi slashed, Feng Mochuan ignored his identity, fell to the ground and rolled, dodging this sword.

In a hurry, Feng Mochuan fell to the ground and walked forward, stretching out his hands to Han Bing's feet, trying to abolish Han Bing's foothold.

Han Bing didn't look at his feet and jumped up, and the four sword qi rotated and cut straight down.

Feng Mochuan didn't expect Han Bing's sword qi to be used superbly, and he held the sword qi with both hands.

But only two of them were supported, and the other two cut their arms and belt bones apart.

Enduring the deep wound on his arm, Feng Mochuan tried his best, his feet forcibly supported his body, and his palms slapped at Han Bing who was in mid-air.

Han Bing was not in a hurry, two more sword qi shot out, and Chuan Wushou caught the sword qi, but Feng Mochuan was also shocked by the power of the sword qi and took a few steps back, leaving the range of Han Bing's body.

"Six Sword Qi !!"

Feng Mochuan gasped, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart, being able to use such a lethal sword qi so easily was definitely not something that could be done at random, it had to be done according to a specific luck method, and this luck method would definitely not be an ordinary martial art.

"Y-What kind of martial arts are you?"

"Sword Book of Compassion!"

"W-What?! Compassion Sword Codex! ”

Feng Mochuan was almost scared to death.

"It's over!"

The Compassion Sword Code is one of the five holy places Jinghai Cihang Zhai's unique martial arts, there is no sect or person on the rivers and lakes who dare to steal learning, and those who will know this martial art must be the people in Jinghai Cihang Zhai.

No one in the entire rivers and lakes dared to provoke the Five Holy Lands.

Feng Mochuan was discouraged, his skills were three points slower, and in the face of the six sword qi that Han Bing sent out at one time, there was no way to avoid it.

One of the sword qi pierced straight into the heart, instantly cutting off Feng Mochuan's vitality, looking at Zuo Huaizhi and Peng Han, who were still fighting around, he couldn't bear it, and shouted a word with all his strength before dying.

"Quiet!"

Then the sturdy body fell, kicking up clouds of dust.

Watching their friends fall, Zuo Huaizhi and Peng Han were heartbroken, but what did the last word he shouted mean? The battle between the two and Wang Wan and Song Ling was also very dangerous, and they didn't hear what Han Bing said.

Still, still, still, still, still!

The two of them frantically recalled all the past events about the word "quiet" in their minds, coupled with Feng Mochuan's dying shouting.

The two already had the answer in their hearts.

"Let's go!"

No matter how much this battle can be fought, it can only be gone.

Feng Mochuan fell to the ground in just a few seconds, and the two opened the battle circle and left directly into the servants led by Wu Chuan behind.

Han Bing and the others didn't expect the two of them to escape so decisively, and it was not easy to pursue in the face of the encirclement of nearly 2,000 people.

Wu Chuan saw Feng Mochuan's tragic death, and he didn't understand what the word "Jing" meant, but after all, the Great Grandmaster was also a mortal in the flesh, so what was the fear of his nearly 2,000 people?

Coupled with the pain of losing a child, Wu Chuan only thought about revenge.

"Kill me!!"

Dense people rushed towards Han Bing and the others with blades.

Han Bing, Song Ling, and Wang Wan wielded their sword qi to kill the people who rushed up around them one by one, but there were too many people, and a few sword qi could not cover all of them.

In addition, some blades resisted the power of the sword qi, and the qi and blood were a little weak, dodging everyone in embarrassment.

"Kill one person and a thousand taels of gold!" At this time, Wu Chuan shouted.

These domestic servants are full of evil on weekdays, and they are all fierce people, and when they hear that the head of the family has a heavy reward, they all cut and kill a few people like vicious dogs.

The sword was silent, and the Great Grandmaster Realm of Han Bing could not resist the attacks from all directions one by one, and he was about to be surrounded and annihilated in the corner, when suddenly the servants who had killed several people in the front row fell to the ground for no reason, and there was a blood hole on both sides of each person's temple.

Then row after row of people fell to the ground and died as if they had been cut wheat.

Han Bing looked up, and the master Huang Ling kept waving his hands on the inn, and every stroke took hundreds of lives.

In this situation, Han Bing was both envious and afraid in his heart.

Envy the master's unpredictable methods, but also have a deep fear of the unknown.

At this time, Wu Chuan was really frightened, as if he was in Shura Hell, and 2,000 of his servants died inexplicably, one after another, without the slightest dodge and resistance.

Huang Ling stepped out from the second floor of the inn, slowly descended to the ground, stepped on the corpses of thousands of people, and walked in front of Wu Chuan.

Looking at the hellish scene in front of him, with corpses mixed with blood pouring on the street, Wu Chuan wanted to vomit but didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

Don't talk about ordinary people's homes, even Han Bing and others forcibly hold back the acid water in their stomachs and don't show it on the surface.

Huang Ling walked up to Wu Chuan without caring at all, and looked at him without saying a word.

Wu Chuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed and said: "My lord, spare my life, the little dog's eyes don't know Mount Tai, and it disturbs the adult, please .................. it."

When he saw Wu Chuan begging for mercy, Huang Ling didn't let him finish his words, and with a wave of his jade hand, he cut off Wu Chuan's head.

"Let's go!"

Han Bing and the others followed behind Huang Ling tremblingly.

The rest of the people on the street will never forget the scene in front of them, this blood-red ground.

"Report! My lord, Wu Chuan and his men are dead! ”

"What!!"

The 30,000 soldiers of Yuchuan County surrounded this area, in order to give an explanation to the imperial court after Wuchuan caught someone.

The general who took the lead was Wu Chuan's younger brother Wu Yi, and this military general official position was naturally bought by the Wu family for a large sum of money.

Killed two thousand people in an instant, what kind of person should be able to do this, the spies checked from a distance, and did not see the scene of Huang Ling doing it, but the strong smell of blood could be clearly smelled from miles away.

"What a good thing this is!"

Not far away, Huang Ling and the others walked out slowly.

Wu Yi didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to let them go, so he had the courage to shout: "Stop!" ”

Huang Ling looked at the general who was taking the lead in front of him and threw out a token.

Wu Yi took the token, glanced at it and trembled: "Quiet, quiet, Jinghai Cihang Zhai!" ”

"The people inside want to kill us, I'm just defending myself, and they killed my sedan chair man, you find a few sedan chairs to send us to Wushuang City!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Come on, send a few girls to Wushuang City!"

Plain words, but showing incomparable domineering, in the face of the five holy lands, Wu Yi did not dare to refute at all, even if they committed extremely serious murders, even including their own brothers.

The terrible thing passed quickly, and the news spread quickly, Wu Chuan and Wu Bo, the heads of the Wu family of the three major families in Yumen Mansion, were killed, and the anger was Jinghai Cihang Zhai, one of the five holy places, this once powerful family was defeated and collapsed in an instant, and the rest of the family left, fled, and the property was also swallowed up by the other two families.

The weather is hot in July, everything grows rapidly, the roadside is full of green willows, Qi Meng'er is young and lively, likes flowers and plants, and does not do sedan chairs running around along the way to pick flowers.

"Wow, is this an ink flower?"

With an exclamation, even Huang Ling ordered to stop the sedan chair and walked out.

Ink flower is a very rare flower and plant, its flowering color is pale black, slightly mixed with a hint of white, each ink flower is about the same color, put together to give people a sense of tranquility and ease.

Huang Ling especially likes ink flowers, and has planted a lot in the mountains, but it is not easy for ink flowers to bloom, they only bloom once a year, and the time is very short, about ten days, plus the time of flower blooming is different, not only in spring and summer, even if someone plants a lot, they will basically not see all the ink flowers in full bloom.

However, the meadow in front of me is full of ink flowers.

The anxiety in Huang Ling's heart caused by killing instantly melted, and she gently touched the flowers with her hands, infinitely comfortable.

"You have shown me this meadow, and I will take every ink flower on it back to the mountain!"

Huang Ling instructed the accompanying soldiers, after dealing with the Wushuang City.

Qi Meng'er wanted to pick a few, but was stopped by Huang Ling, this flower is not easy to bloom, and it is fragrant.

A few people continued to move forward, in Huang Ling's opinion, going to Wushuang City to kill Long Yu and the thief was just a trivial matter, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

But who can predict their future?

With the departure of several people, the ink flowers that were originally blooming on the grass quietly withered.

………………

As if it was a mission in her life, the night came again, and Si Yeming was in an indescribable sense of anxiety, worried that Long Yun would break his promise, and worried that he would abide by Zeng Nuo, this night was already the fifth day that she came to the Dragon Mansion.

"Why doesn't your mother seem to know you're hurt? Why do you practice martial arts secretly? ”

Finally on the last day, Si Yemingli couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"Because in my mother's eyes I am no different from in your eyes, I am all a gentleman, why do I secretly practice martial arts, because the emperor has long wanted to kill me, otherwise I wouldn't be alive today!"

Si Yemingli was surprised: "Why? ”

"I don't know why, maybe it's profitable? Or maybe the country is stable? It may also be ............"

Long Yun didn't finish speaking, all this is his feeling, he has been in the Dragon Mansion since he was a child, and he has not experienced too many things in the world, many things cannot know the root cause, and most of the possible things are told to him by his friend Liu Wen.

"When I was seven years old, the emperor once came to the Dragon Mansion to see me, when he stroked my chin, I clearly felt that he wanted to strangle me, angry and hateful eyes I will never forget, and then my friend Liu Wen told me that the situation is extremely difficult, the emperors of all dynasties will not allow a courtier with high merit to survive, if you add a powerful son it will be even more dangerous!"

"I see!"

Everything suddenly realized, and Si Yemingli finally knew the source of the strangeness of the Dragon Mansion.

"What can confuse people the most, it is nothing more than a gentleman who does not know the world and does not know the reason, but will the emperor believe it? The ancients said: Wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, wealth is the root and seedling of trouble, the color is a steel knife that scrapes the bones, and the gas is a tiger in the mountains. Wine and wealth are nothing, who would be afraid of a person who cuts himself with a steel knife all day long and hollows out his body at a young age? ”

"It's also just right, when I didn't finish practicing martial arts, my body was extremely weak, and outsiders looked like a person who was addicted to lust."

Si Yeming listened quietly, Long Yun spoke slowly, and the secrets that had been pressed in his heart for many years were all released at this moment.