Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.

Perhaps the heavens realized that there were too many people dying here, and they were also sad and weeping.

Or maybe it's because the old people saw each other, but they had to draw their swords and face each other, so that the heavens would pity them.

The spring is cold, and there is a light rain outside Jishitang. A gust of cold wind blew, blowing away the rich smell of blood, but it couldn't blow away the little sorrow in people's hearts, the latter's hatred.

Wuya didn't expect to be able to face Shanzhao again, let alone with the posture at this moment.

The love is a little deeper, and the words engraved on the blade are still vivid. The man who gave him the blade before he died was right in front of his eyes.

Kill you with the sword you gave me, again and again.

If Soni had a spirit in heaven, she would definitely laugh at us.

But no matter how many emotions he had, Shanzhao didn't give him a chance to breathe, and wherever the sword went, the move was fatal.

There will no longer be a mutual exploration of the virtual and the real, no more just a competition of swordsmanship or internal strength, and no longer a point to the end.

The sword is already in hand, if you don't kill, if you don't see blood, what's the point?

Wuya remembered what Shanzhao had said to him many years ago when he was forging a sword: "When a sword is first cast, you must immediately attack." If it is an opening, it will kill people and see blood. Once blood is seen, the sword becomes bloody. With blood, it will become one with the person who wields the sword and become a powerful killing weapon. ”

Wuya asked, "No, you have forged so many swords for everyone in Tree City, can you really kill so many people." ”

"That's not true," Zenzhao said with a smile, "I'm not a murderer, it's just that I sacrifice my sword with my own blood every time to open the edge." It's like your red sword, with the blood of the two of us. ”

Many years later, the broken red sword should have been buried in the dust with the person in front of him, and Wuya had already put the past down.

But the man who forged the sword did not even die at peace.

I'm sorry, Seonzhao, let me kill you again.

At this moment, the living and the dead are fighting, and the crazy blade collides with the broken sword. For a while, it was difficult to separate.

urged to block in front of Xi Lei, always guarding against Wei Yinghua and the puppet Zhiyong beside him for the next move.

When Wei Yinghua saw Xilei, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Xilei, you are blind, Long Fei didn't kill you, you should also do it yourself." This trip to troubled waters should have ended with the departure of Senior Brother Dai. Why should you be my enemy again? ”

Xi Lei opened her eyes, and her eyes were gloomy, just like the eyes of Master Zhiyong at this moment. The difference is that Xilei is still alive, and Master Zhiyong has been turned into a puppet.

"Thousand-armed Xuanyuan," Xi Lei said to Wei Yinghua, "In terms of seniority, should I call you Uncle Wei." My master is dead, why don't you let him go, why do you humiliate him like this?"

"Uncle Wei?" Wei Yinghua smiled, "What a kind title." Why didn't you ask him why he wanted to save Wang Jia back then, why did he make enemies of the Medicine King Valley, why he injured the Old Medicine King, why did he rather risk the world to raise you and Xiwen? If it weren't for him, how could the Old Medicine King die, and how could the hegemony of the Medicine King Valley be defeated? If it weren't for him, how could my dignified Medicine King Valley's six divine powers be reduced to what they are now? He was originally a high-ranking monk, but the entanglement between him and the Medicine King Valley, how could you ask why you can explain it clearly. ”

"He is so big that Wen and you are so old, you don't want to stay in Shaolin Temple, but you have to get involved. It's okay for your sister Xiwen to collude with the remnants of the hostile people in the Medicine King Valley to try revenge, can't you just live by yourself?"

"Do you want me to live well?" said Xilei, "a teacher for one day and a father for life." You have turned this person who treats me like a teacher and a father into this, how can you let me live well?"

"Okay," Wei Yinghua sighed: "You young people, you always can't listen to the old man, and you always don't know what you do, so let this person who raised you send you to reunite with your father." ”

Wei Yinghua waved his hand at Master Zhiyong, and Master Zhiyong stepped forward.

Urging the life in front of Xi Lei was also ready to make a move, but Xi Lei said: "Brother Urging, you step down, this is a matter between me and the master." Although I am blind, I can't allow others to do anything to my master. Let me end this farce myself. ”

Xi Lei had no weapon, and urged him to give the weeping sword in his hand to Xi Lei, but Xi Lei refused.

She said to Master Zhiyong: "Master, if you teach me the seventy-two ways of grappling, let me use this grappling hand to send you on your last journey." ”

The true qi of the blind old man who was transmitted to Xilei's body through Ugly has been integrated into Xilei's body at this moment. Although she can't see it, the surrounding environment and people are reflected in her heart. She didn't have to look anymore, Master Zhiyong made a move to her, and she resolved them one by one with her induction.

At this moment, she remembered the helplessness and despair when she faced the Eighteen Bronze Formations of Shaolin Temple for the first time.

But what she needs at the moment is not a sword, but not relying on any external objects, and using her own hands to twist off her despair and helplessness one by one.

Just like the master said: "Girls don't dance with swords, you learn this grappling hand, and when you become famous, you can use a knife and a sword to break his hand." Amitabha, of course, still has to be compassionate. ”

Master, you have always taught us to be compassionate, but who has ever been merciful to you?

Take the clouds and catch the moon on the clouds, and insert a knife under the ribs to pierce the chest.

The oolong swings its tail up and down, and the horse captures the enemy and entangles the enemy......

The mantra of the seventy-two grapplers that the person in front of her had told her was still echoing in her ears, but she wanted to use the grappling hand to break the man in front of her.

When Master Zhiyong punches with his left hand, she breaks his left hand, and when Master Zhiyong throws his right hand, she breaks his right hand.

It's the same with your feet.

She's been crying blind once, and she's not in any more tears. Even if her heart is dripping blood at the moment, she wants to let the invisible person in front of her fall down and rest in peace forever.

But whether it was the boundless sword stabbed on Shanzhao's body a few times, or Xilei twisted off Master Zhiyong's hand a few times, these two puppets still attacked Wuya and Xilei again and again as if they were immortal.

Stuck in an impasse, who will break it?

"Cui Fatty, don't stand stupidly, the line is broken!" Ugly's voice came, but she didn't know where she was.

Cui Fatzi, is he calling himself? Urging "ah", he knew it was the voice of the ugly, but he didn't understand what she meant.

"These two puppets can't move on their own, and someone is pulling them behind their backs with an invisible thread. You're waiting for an opportunity to slash them in the back with your sword?"

The urging was still guarding against Wei Yinghua, but he didn't mean to do anything. Hearing Ah Chou's words, he immediately swung his sword and flashed behind Master Zhiyong and slashed down with a sword.

I saw that Master Zhiyong's body seemed to be pulled backwards by something, but the urging was bounced far away at once, and the sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"What if you find out?" Wei Yinghua said with a smile, "That little friend who doesn't dare to show up, your eyes are very poisonous." But the thread specially made by Ah Lu could not be cut so easily. The spider, one of the five poisons in Shuzhou City, is not in vain. ”

It turned out that there were other people who controlled the corpses of Shanzhao and Master Zhiyong, and it was Ah Lu who made the spider silk thread that involved and manipulated them.

At that time, he was trapped by Alu's net in Shangjing, no matter how hard he tried, the net was constantly chopping, and he also suspected that the idiot blade was not easy to use. The weeping sword in his hand now, but the sword of the eagle-eyed Arhat Xi Po Heaven back then was as good as the boundless blade, but there was still no way to take this spider silk.

Hu Longfei looked at Ah Lu in his arms and asked slowly, "Why do you want to help him?"

However, Ah Lu couldn't cry anymore.

"Long Fei, don't blame her. Wei Yinghua said, "You also know that if she is disobedient, the needle in her body will travel all over her body under the urging of the needle, and you can't feel the pain." ”

Everything is under Wei Yinghua's control, how can everyone break the situation?

"Ugly, you can't break the line, find someone!" Wu Ya shouted into the air, he knew that Ugly must be hiding at the moment, watching their every move.

"I ...... I know the location of those two, but what if I can't beat them, I'm just a weak woman!" Ah Ugly's voice came in a hurry, and he was careless for a moment, and he was almost hit by Shanzhao's sword in the center of his eyebrows.

"Hurry up, what nonsense," Wuya scolded, "If we don't do it again, we'll all explain here today!"

"Oops, got it. The ugly voice replied, "You blame me for not being useful, and you also say that you are the Three Heroes of the Central Plains, and you are not ashamed, two living people can't beat two dead people, and they are spread out to make people laugh." Simply one is called the Central Plains Two Fools, the other is called the Central Plains Three Blinds, plus your sworn brother big donkey, just a donkey stupid and blind combination. ”

Wuya knew that Ah Chou had always been unforgiving, but at the moment there was no other way but to ask her, so he had to respond: "I said big brother, can I call you big brother? Please, big brother!"

"Bullshit, what's it called, big brother. Ah Chou scolded, "Call Sister Fairy to listen, and I'll help you when I call!"

Wuya's face flushed with irritation, and even the urging on the side almost laughed out loud. Hu Longfei was too seriously injured and his face was bloodless, while Wei Yinghua was looking at these people in front of him with interest, and said with a smile: "You young people are very interesting, if you can use it for me, it will be more fun." ”

"Good sister, fairy sister. Wuya knew Ugly's temper, and shouted with a red face: "Please ask Sister Fairy! ”

"That's pretty much it!" Ugly said this, and then she appeared and jumped into a corner, but before she could see the person who was manipulating the spider silk, a throwing knife had already landed at her feet and blocked her.

Someone in the darkness said, "One step further and the knife will be stuck in your face." ”

Ugly hurriedly retreated and hid beside the urge. Urging Ming looked at the direction where the flying knife was flying and asked, "Girl, where is the other one?"

Ah Chou pointed to the three words of Jishitang above his head and said, "The other one is hidden on it." ”

When he heard the words, he jumped into the sky. "Watch out for the secret weapon!" shouted Ugly to the urge.

Urging him to block with a sword, he missed the oncoming hidden weapon.

The hidden weapon fell at the foot of Boundless, but it was something that Boundless recognized.

A delicate hairpin, plum blossom hairpin.

Ah Chou smiled: "It's just a throwing knife over there, what the hell are you throwing a plum blossom hairpin here? Your secret weapons in the Medicine King Valley are really full of tricks!"

Xilei was stunned for a moment when she heard the plum blossom hairpin, and was carelessly slapped by Master Zhiyong, and retreated again and again.

Because of his carelessness, Wuya was stabbed several times by Shanzhao and was scarred.

They had to retract their minds and continue to wrestle with the two puppets, but at this moment, Shanzhao, who was fighting against Wuyan, stopped his movements like a kite with a broken string and collapsed to the ground.

It must be that there is something changed in the person who controls Shanzhao, and Wuya shouted at Ah Chou: "Do it!"

Ugly understood, and rushed to the corner again, but this time there was no throwing knife, because there was no one in that place.

Ah Chou looked around, only to find two people facing each other outside the door.

One of them was supposed to be the one who threw the knife just now, while the other person seemed to be holding something in his hand and swaying up and down. It was a yellow ball, and on closer inspection, it looked like an orange.

Not only that, but there are also on the ground. But the orange-like things scattered on the ground each had a throwing knife stuck in it.

"It's strange. Ah Chou said to the door: "I have a new understanding of hidden weapons today. Master drunkard, are you going to smash him to death with the orange in your hand?"