Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

In the gloomy tower, everything froze.

The dead corpses were all over the ground, and there was no more sound.

The unconscious crowd froze in place.

The old demon stood stiffly, with a gloomy face.

Ke Yan, who was holding a sword and piercing his heart, didn't say a word.

and Xiao Yan, who fell to the ground on the side, his eyes widened in disbelief.

No one spoke, only the occasional breeze drifting in from the broken window lattice in the distance, which could tell everyone that the world was still running.

Whoop –

The long sword was slowly drawn, and the blood on the sword body slipped like beads, making a series of clear sounds on the floor, splashing blood flowers.

The red-faced old devil's heavy body seemed to be unable to support it anymore, and he fell to his knees with a "poof", he opened his mouth to say something, but blood gushed up, muffling all sounds.

"You shall not live. Ke Yan sighed softly, turned away, and closed his eyes.

"Really, really dead?" Xiao Yan couldn't believe it, but he quickly realized that he was talking nonsense.

How can a normal person have a chance to live if he is pierced by a sword?

He struggled to get up, but soon collapsed again.

The old devil's heart no longer bleeds, only a shocking crimson remains, as if all life has been wiped out.

Ke Yan walked over, pulled up Xiao Yan on the ground, looked at him with a smile, and said, "I helped you avenge you like this, do you have to show something to thank me?"

Xiao Yan looked at him with tears in his eyes, and opened his mouth to say something, but his choked throat prevented him from saying a word.

Ke Yan thought for a moment and said, "How about an arm?"

Xiao Yan, who was in tears, nodded heavily, not to mention an arm, he wanted his head at this moment, and he would give it willingly.

"Okay," Ke Yan narrowed his eyes, "for your sake, I'll give you another free bandage and healing to guarantee your life—are you ready?"

Xiao Yan suddenly stopped trembling, and his eyes stared straight behind Ke Yan.

Ke Yan frowned, as if sensing something, and turned to look at the red-faced old demon behind him.

The old demon had stood up at some point, but in an extremely strange position: his head was tilted back, the skin on his neck was tense, and his hands hung limply at his sides, like a marionette.

Xiao Yan took two steps back in horror, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what was going on at all.

Ke Yan also didn't understand what was going on, but years of experience in the rivers and lakes made him deeply understand a truth:

When it is time to mend the sword, it will be mended, and when it should be ruthless, it will not be merciful.

Without hesitation, he drew his long sword and stabbed it into the old demon's lower abdomen.

Who knew that in the next second, the placket of the red-faced old devil's clothes suddenly opened, revealing a miserable white belly, and under the belly, a hideous and terrifying human face suddenly protruded, pulling the skin almost transparent.

"Evil Sect Crooked!" Ke Yan's eyes froze, and the sword in his hand was a little faster.

"Ahh

The strange and terrifying human face suddenly opened its mouth and let out a piercing scream.

The sound wave spread like a ripple suddenly, and Xiao Yan, who was still shallow, suddenly couldn't stand it, covered his ears and screamed and fell to the ground.

Ke Yan was also confused by the sudden roar, and the long sword in his hand was crooked, scratching the old devil's ribs.

Although the wound was deep and the bone was visible, there was not a trace of blood flowing out.

Taking advantage of the moment when Ke Yan covered his ears and rolled away, something strange happened.

The red-faced old devil's head was raised and his mouth suddenly opened, and a pair of bloodied human hands without skin slowly stretched out from his mouth.

"What, what's going on?"

It was Xiong Yingchun who spoke, and the roar just now made all the beggar gang members who were controlled by the corpse Gu worm suddenly wake up.

Qi Zehui wiped his mouth and found that his lips were stained with a lot of unknown green liquid, and he immediately felt sick to his stomach.

But before he could start complaining, his gaze froze.

The rest of the eyes were frozen.

Everyone's eyes were on the old devil's big mouth and bloody hands.

The hands obviously didn't like the space was not big enough, and they twisted slightly in the air a few times, and then grabbed the upper and lower jaws of the old devil and stretched them open-

Snort –

The head of the red-faced old demon was actually torn in half, and then, a bloody and slimy person came out of his mouth, looking at everyone with resentment.

"Blood...... Blood Cicada Technique?"

Lu Shuying, who fell to the ground, widened his eyes in shock.

The bloody man turned his gaze to him, and spit out a ball of blood, which smashed straight into Lu Shuhuan's face.

The blood water was like sulfuric acid, with a terrible corrosiveness, and as soon as it touched the skin, it immediately boiled like boiling water. Lu Shuying exclaimed in surprise, and immediately rolled back and forth on the ground, convulsing in pain.

A hint of smugness flashed in the bloody man's resentful gaze, and he glanced at everyone one by one, and then at a large copper box that looked heavy in the corner, and let out an unwilling scream.

Everyone just wanted to step forward to help Lu Lao's gang leader, but they could only cover their ears in pain.

The bloody man screamed more and more violently, but he didn't stay any longer, and with a slap of the palm pierced the ceiling above his head, he jumped up a floor and escaped from the broken roof.

The screams faded away.

Ke Yan rushed forward to inspect the old demon's corpse, but he only picked up a pile of skin with no bones and no eyes.

"Help!

The beggars rushed forward like crazy and helped Lu Shuhuan, who was struggling more and more weakly.

The latter's entire face and eyes had been burned away, giving off a scorching smell.

In the end, how much pain was endured that he didn't cry out.

"Help, help, wake up!"

Xiong Yingchun wanted to pass on the gong for treatment, but found that it was too late.

Lu Lao finally snorted and was silent.

A generation of heroes has finally withered.

Lu Shuying, the leader of the beggar gang, known as the "fist and palm through the gods", finally today, reigning for 36 years, died in Yishan Iron Eagle Castle at the age of 81.

"Help—Lord—"

The leaders of the beggar gang wept and fell to their knees one after another, bursting into tears.

Qi Zehui looked at it in a daze, and suddenly his eyes were dark and he fainted.

"I'm Xiong Yingchun, today, in the name of the elders of the beggar gang, I swear here!"

Xiong Yingchun stood up slowly, his eyes were full of crazy blood red:

"Whoever can cut off the head of the red-faced old devil and avenge the old gang leader will be the next beggar gang, the gang leader!"

......

Lu Shuying's body, along with the corpses of several beggars, was placed on the top floor of the tower, covered with white cloth, surrounded by fresh wildflowers.

Xiao Yan, Qi Zehui, Ke Yan, Xiong Yingchun, Dong Fucun, and the rest of the disciples bowed deeply to the old man, and the corners of the eyes of each beggar gang were inexhaustible tears.

"If you have a dog stick in hand, the old gang leader will definitely not lose to that old devil. Xiong Yingchun said lightly.

The crowd nodded, but did not speak. But most of them knew that the old gang leader was old, and he was no longer in the prime of life in the past, and he had encountered enemies one after another, and today's result was that he had done his best.

Finally, they exited the Iron Eagle Fort in silence, and Xiong Yingchun raised the torch and threw it far into the garden.

The flames rose, and the entire Iron Eagle Castle melted into a sea of fire.

There is an unwritten rule in the beggar gang, the beggar gang disciples, the sky is the bed, the earth is the bed, the wandering life, all the four seas are home.

Where they die, their bodies are buried. Do not enter the ancestral tomb, do not enter the ancestral hall.

Every disciple who joins the beggar gang is an out-and-out Jianghu person. Born in the rivers and lakes, living in the rivers and lakes, and after death, it is natural to return to the rivers and lakes.

It's their best home.

Everyone said goodbye in silence at the foot of the mountain.

The Iron Eagle Fort was destroyed, the old gang leader Lu died tragically, Xiong Yingchun, Dong Fucun and the elders of the beggar gang no longer had the intention of interfering in the old things of the iron guts, they just wanted to return as soon as possible and deal with the aftermath of the old gang leader Lu.

Ke Yan was also determined not to interfere again, but just stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the other end of Lin Hai in silence. After this battle, he was determined to find a place again, cultivate for a few years, and seek a higher breakthrough.

However, Qi Zehui made up his mind to go to Songshan Shaolin Temple to find out the truth of the matter.

"The old gang leader died because of this incident," Qi Zehui's voice was a little weak, "Although I am a pawn, I don't want to live up to his old man's wishes, I want to complete it and find it, even if it is a long, long time." ”

Xiong Yingchun nodded, and his tone was quite emotional: "Good boy, I didn't misread you, the old gang leader will be very happy if he knows it." ”

"What about you, Banzha?" Qi Zehui looked at Xiao Yan, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes: "Where are you going to go?"

Xiao Yan pondered for a moment and said, "I just happened to go to Shaolin to have a look-tsk, of course it's not for you, I just want to become a monk." ”

Qi Zehui smiled, and Xiao Yan also smiled.

The hands of the two young men were clasped tightly.

Xiong Yingchun looked at the two of them, took out a few copper plates and handed them to Qi Zehui, and said in a deep voice: "As a member of my beggar gang, it is naturally based on begging, whether it is starving and freezing or being fed and clothed, it all depends on personal ability. But as the saying goes, a penny is hard for a hero, according to the rules, these five copper plates are for emergency use, and I will hand them over to you now, not in case, not to be used lightly. ”

"The juniors wrote it down. Qi Zehui took the copper plate and said with his fists clenched.

Dong Fucun looked at Xiong Yingchun, as if he had gotten the permission of his eyes, so he smiled and took out a thing from his waist and handed it to Qi Zehui and said: "This time, there may be dangers on the road, this thing can only be held by the helmsman, and I will lend it to you today." ”

Qi Zehui hesitantly took it and found that it was a wooden plaque with a simple shape, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with the word "Yi".

It turned out to be the token of the beggar gang righteous rudder master!

"If you see the token as you see me, if you are in danger, you can use this thing to order the local brothers to come to your aid. ”

Qi Zehui's hands trembled a little: "Big brother, this ...... It's too precious to be used, and it's not ......."

Dong Fucun smiled and patted the former's shoulder: "You are also the deputy helmsman, and you will definitely sit in my position one day, it doesn't hurt to borrow it from you, as long as you come back safely." ”

Qi Zehui nodded and carefully put the token in his arms.

"Let's go, I'll give you both a ride. Ke Yan tied the sword and said lightly.

"Ke Daxia, don't you want to receive any strange rewards like arms and fingers?" Qi Zehui smiled stupidly, and took a few steps back in fear.

"Stop talking nonsense, or cut off your head and stuff it in your ass. ”

What Ke Yan is best at is to tell jokes solemnly, and he can tell things like jokes, hot and cold, unpredictable.

When Qi Zehui heard this, he was so frightened that he covered his mouth.

Ke Yan walked between the two, picked up their back collars, and said expressionlessly: "I only say it once, if you don't want to fall to death, listen to it: lift your breath and hold your ......"

Before the words fell, he himself moved first, carrying the two of them from the high ridge of the mountain, stepping on the canopy, and with a slight click, he led the two of them out a few feet away, like a volley of void.

The wind was whistling in his ears, Xiao Yan looked back, and the figures of the beggars were already vaguely recognizable, only the burning Iron Eagle Fort could still be seen......

......

After the news of Uncle Lu's return to heaven was released, the entire Central Plains martial arts were shaken.

Lu Lao's life is simply a legend, and the things he has experienced can make many heroes who have already become famous drop their jaws.

No one thought that a small, worthless Iron Eagle Fort would actually become the burial place of this old hero.

People are not only surprised, but also regretful.

Almost all the characters with heads and faces in the Central Plains gathered on Yishan Mountain to express their deep condolences for the death of this old hero.

There are also many faces that should have died years ago.

However, what interested more people was the unanimous approval of the elders of the beggar gang:

Whether it's a pawn, a giant, or a three-year-old child...... As long as the head of the red-faced old devil is cut off, that person will be the next leader of the beggar gang!

This news made the knights all over the world boil, whether it was a famous family or a small faction, almost all of them sent the most capable people to join the trend of competing for the head of the old devil.

Even the emperor above the court was shaken, and immediately drafted an edict and sent it to all states and counties. Overnight, wanted notices painted with a red-faced old devil were plastered all over the streets and alleys-

Those who take the head of this person and hand it over to the government will be rewarded with a thousand gold and sealed as a marquis of ten thousand households.

It is said that many hermits buried in the mountains and forests are also ready to move.

But will they succeed?

Will successful people be among them?

It's hard to say, it's hard to say.

After all, the pen that writes this river and lake is not in anyone's hands.

However, this tide that swept through the Central Plains has caused even greater commotion before waiting for the results.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there are rivers and lakes, there are grievances.

This large group of people from all over the world gathered in various places, and if they disagreed, they naturally fought with swords and struggled.

A new era, like the rising sun, was quietly born unconsciously.

However, the two young people who went north did not care about these disturbances.

One dragged the sick body, broke the jar and broke;

One is dedicated to fulfilling the wishes of the Master and the helper.

They hide their own hearts and go hand in hand.

North of Huaishui, south of the Great River.

In Shaolin, where Buddhism is strong, what awaits them?