Chapter 40: The Blood Sword Yin Wuji
Sun Xiaohong's question, of course, is also the question of everyone in the inn.
The old man of Tianji swept his eyes, and finally swept over You Longsheng, then shook his head and said, "This is the secret matter of Shaolin Temple, how does Xiao Lao'er know?"
Those who know the inside story, in addition to the monks of Shaolin Temple, there are also Li Tanhua and A Fei, and there is only one Shaozhuang master of Tibetan Sword Villa who has been involved in this matter, You Longsheng.
However, Li Tanhua and Ah Fei walked out of the Shaolin Temple together, which proves that the Shaolin Temple determined that Li Tanhua was not a plum blossom thief, and the matter was closed and there was no need to discuss it. β
"And what about the real Plum Blossom Thief?" Sun Xiaohong asked.
"The real plum blossom thief ......" The old man of Tianji took a puff of dry smoke, spit out a puff of smoke, and drifted away, "The real plum blossom thief, even if he is not dead, he will not dare to come out." β
"Why?"
"Because Li Tanhua and the flying swordsman are eyeing him, if he dares to show his head, he will not be able to escape the pursuit of these two, nor will he be able to escape the judgment of Shaolin Temple." The old man of Tianji said, "With such two big masters and martial arts leaders staring, do you think he dares to show his head?" β
Sun Xiaohong clapped her hands and laughed, "Of course you don't dare, in this way, even if the plum blossom thief is still alive, isn't it the same as dead?" β
The old man of Tianji nodded, "If he still wants to come out, then he must find a way to abolish these two great masters first." β
Su Xiaohong smiled, "Then isn't this more difficult than climbing to the sky?" β
The old man of Tianji nodded and smiled, "It's really harder than climbing to the sky." β
As soon as the words fell, a sneer was heard from the inn, and when everyone turned around, they saw a swordsman holding a wine glass with a sneer on his face.
"Xiao Li Feidao, there is no false hair, the blowing is loud, my ears are calloused, and I am about to compete with him to see if his knife is fast, or my knife is fast."
The swordsman looked at the old man of Tianji, "Old man, since you know that he went to Shaolin, do you know where he is now?" β
The old man of Tianji looked at the knife, hands, and feet of this swordsman, and then shook his head and said, "I'm just a storyteller, how do I know the whereabouts of Li Xunhuan, a great master?" β
"Where did the swordsman come from, he didn't have any shoes, and he dared to find Li Xunhuan to compete with a knife?" A drinking man suddenly started to mock, "A flying knife, Yi Wai and the Five Poison Boy can't compare, how many do you rank in the weapon spectrum, what are your achievements?" β
The three swordsmen turned their heads in unison, and the six big men did not give in and got up one after another.
"What, do you want to compare and compare? Our Yellow River Qijiao crisscrosses Henan and Hebei, on both sides of the Yellow River, and we have never been afraid of who will come! A bald man said coldly.
"The Yellow River Qijiao?" A swordsman sneered and said, "Why are there only six people?" β
"Look for death!"
The person at the head, a tall man shouted angrily, picked up the nine-ring broadsword at his feet, lifted it with one hand, and pointed directly at the three of them, "Where did you come from, dare to come to the Yellow River to ask for wildfire?" β
This nine-ring big knife is a palm wide, the handle is one foot long, and it is at least twenty catties smaller, and the big man is as stable as a rock when he raises it horizontally with one hand, which shows that his strength is not small, and he is not weak.
But the swordsman didn't care, his eyes narrowed, and his right hand grasped the hilt.
A big war, on the verge of breaking out.
Feng Wan quietly approached You Longsheng, "The Yellow River Qijiao has always been doing business without capital on both sides of the Yellow River, his martial arts are not weak, his moves are also bright, and he does not provoke masters, those three swordsmen, listening to the accent, should be from the northwest." β
You Longsheng nodded, the Yellow River Qijiao appeared in the original book, the boss was easily shocked by Tie Chuanjia, and the second recognized Li Xunhuan and quietly retreated with everyone, and these two characteristics can indeed be seen.
For ordinary Jianghu people, martial arts are not weak, and their vision is really good.
The big man just made a mockery, obviously because they had been frightened away by Li Xunhuan, and at this time, they naturally wanted to brag about Li Xunhuan's strength, thus showing that they and others who were frightened away by Li Xunhuan were not incompetent.
You Longsheng looked at the two sides with interest, this was the first time after he crossed over to watch the battle between the two rivers and lakes from the perspective of a bystander, and he only felt that he was in high spirits.
When the guests around the two tables were quietly retreating from the stalls, You Longsheng drank a little wine and peanuts, and started the mode of eating melons and watching the show.
The next moment, the nine-ring knife slashed at the shoulder of the swordsman, and the swordsman smiled coldly and drew the knife.
"Choke!"
"Dangdang!"
"Whoa, la, laβ"
In just three moves, the nine-ring broadsword was knocked away and nailed to the pillar, and the nine iron rings sounded.
And the big man held his wrist and retreated again and again, blood dripping from his fingers, but he was hit by a knife from the opposite side, and his tendon was almost abolished.
"Huh!"
The two single knives, as well as the Emei thorn, the double short gun, and the chain gun, were all pulled out, and then the big man was protected behind him.
"Today we admit it, and ask the three of us to leave the name, so that the seven Jiao of the Yellow River can read the name!"
"Then listen, we are ......"
"Bang dang!"
The door to the inn lobby was pushed open, and a bright red figure walked in through the dark snow.
Everyone looked together, and saw that this person was dressed in red, wearing a bright red cloak, and a blood-red red sheath sword hanging from his waist, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, but with an indescribable gloom.
"Mobei Three Swords, is it you who killed Chifeng Sword Chu Qi in Fenglingdu?"
The swordsman who was interrupted from speaking narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Who are you, but you want to avenge that Chu Qi?" β
Although he did not answer, it was no different from admitting it in person.
There was no joy or anger on the face of the person who came, and he still said expressionlessly, "Don't you know, Chifeng Sword Chu Qi is a disciple of Blood Sword Yin Wuji?" β
"I heard that, so what, you are the Blood Sword Yin Wuji?"
Yin Wuji's face finally showed a cruel smile, "Yes, I am the Blood Sword Yin Wuji." β
The next moment, Yin Wuji's figure suddenly pounced forward, like a ball of blood, directly taking the three of them.
"Look for death!"
"Kill!"
Yin Wuji's momentum is by no means comparable to the Yellow River Qijiao, and the other two swordsmen also drew their knives together, and the three long knives turned into three clusters of snowy knife light, and the finished glyph took Yin Wuji's neck, chest, and dantian.
"Choke!"
Yin Wuji finally drew his sword, his blade turned out to be blood-red, and the whole person didn't dodge or dodge, so he met the sword light on the opposite side, and then twisted his body, and actually pierced it when he couldn't make a move.
"Dangdang!"
"Boom!"
"Ahhh
You Longsheng saw it clearly, the martial arts of the three swordsmen were not weak, but Yin Wuji was obviously stronger, his body shape and swordsmanship were all first-class, and he changed his moves quickly and viciously, and the three swordsmen worked together to surround him in the middle, and they couldn't hurt him.
But blood frequently rushed out of their own bodies.
"Retreat!"
A knifeman screamed and wanted to roll out of the inn, but as soon as his feet left the ground, he felt a cold ankle, and then his legs went limp, and he planted them back.
"Boom!"
In the next moment, Yin Wuji's blood sword swept across the necks of the three swordsmen.
Just now, he was about to compete with Li Xunhuan and threaten the three swords of Mobei who threatened the Yellow River Qijiao, and he became three dead people.
You Longsheng sighed, the ancient dragon world is worthy of being a river and lake that draws a knife without saying a word, Li Xunhuan's story is just a famous fragment in this real river and lake, but in this real river and lake, stories are happening all the time.
is a supporting character casually mentioned in the original book, and also has its own story.
Then, he saw Yin Wuji turn to look at him.
Yin Wuji stared at You Longsheng, and saw him put another peanut into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it twice, so he said lightly, "Is the monkey show I played good?" β
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PS Small Interaction: Does anyone remember where the Blood Sword Yin Wuji was mentioned in the original book?