Zhengzhou City

Towards evening, the sun is setting, the red glow renders the whole sky, and in the street market at the city gate, passers-by are gradually sparse, and seeing that it is not early, the vendors put away their stalls.

"Jingle bell..."

Suddenly, at this moment, a strong wind blew, and there was a sound of bells and mourning not far away, and countless white paper money floated on the street!

Seeing this, the vendors looked at each other and frowned in unison.

Today is really unlucky, and I actually encountered a funeral!

Everyone thought about it in their hearts, and looked for prestige, only to see a large group of people in mourning clothes at the end of the street, carrying more than a dozen coffins, crying and pacing.

Seeing this scene, the hawkers hurried to close their stalls and quickly avoided them, so as not to be discouraged.

A moment later, only white paper money was left flying in the market, and these men in mourning clothes carried a dozen coffins towards the city gate, ready to leave the city.

"Master, they are here, thirty-three people in all..."

Not far away, on the second floor of a tavern, in front of the window, stood a thin, dark-faced old man, who looked down at these mourners and said in a loud voice.

"Okay, Uncle Xiao, let's do it, don't leave anything alive..."

After that, I saw that behind the old man, a middle-aged man in an ink coat with a mustache was sitting at the wine table, tasting the wine in his hand.

Hearing this, the old man nodded, his eyes were like torches, and he wanted to make a move!

"Woo......"

Suddenly, just as the old man made a move, there was a crisp and ethereal flute sound in the sky.

Hearing this, the old man frowned lightly and stopped.

At the wine table, the sound of the flute was in his ears, and the middle-aged man also put down his wine glass and turned his head to look out the window.

In the market, as the sound of the flute sounded in the air, those in mourning clothes stopped and looked around vigilantly.

"Everyone, be careful! this flute has a strange sound..."

The leader was a burly middle-aged man, who looked up at the sky and immediately admonished with a cold expression.

This middle-aged man looks very strange, although his appearance is ordinary, but there are two sarcomas on his forehead! These two sarcomas happen to be above the eyebrows on both sides, and they are proportional to each other, and it seems that there are two horns on his forehead!

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the sound of the flute gradually increased, and something strange happened suddenly!

The sound of the flute actually turned into a shape in the air!

"Flutter!"

Suddenly, the true qi was as fast as lightning, extremely domineering, and more than ten people in mourning clothes were pierced through their chests by the true qi, and blood was splashed on the spot!

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, he was shocked, and the middle-aged man roared and immediately threw a few punches!

Several Dao True Qi burst out of their fists, colliding violently with the True Qi of the flute, and turned into nothingness together!

This middle-aged man is actually a martial arts master!

"Who is it! Get out of here!"

Although the crisis was resolved, most of the people around him were killed or injured, and the middle-aged man glanced around angrily and roared.

"Hahaha!"

As the middle-aged man roared, there was a burst of laughter in the sky!

Looking for the sound and looking away, I saw a young man in blue standing in the wind above the city gate in the distance, with a smile on his face, holding a silver flute, looking down at everyone!

This young man in blue has a fair face, handsome appearance, although he is more than 20 years old, his eyes are deep and sharp, his long hair flutters in the wind, and there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seems to be kind, but it makes people feel indifferent!

"Who are you?"

Looking at the young man in blue angrily, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and roared.

"Hehe... It's really surprising, I never thought that the Shura Temple, the head of the evil path, one of the four protectors of the Dharma, is now doing a business of mourning... Isn't it true that you are going to change your evil ways and plan to retire?"

Looking at the middle-aged man from afar, the young man in blue stroked the silver flute in his hand, and his face was sneering.

"Hmph! Since you know that Lao Tzu is the protector of the Shura Temple, you shouldn't go into this troubled water! lest you lose your life in vain!"

Hearing the young man in blue mocking himself, a trace of fierceness flashed in the bull's eyes, and he scolded coldly.

"Naturally... I never ask about the good and evil things in the rivers and lakes, but you hurt the heavens and the reason, and attack the innocent people, I can't sit idly by..."

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, the red glow shone on his face, and the young man in blue was even more handsome and chic, the silver flute in his hand pointed at the bull's head, and the long hair on his temples was flying.

"You are the boy of the silver flute, Shen Wuxian!"

Knowing the name of the young man in blue, Niu Tou frowned and exclaimed.

Shen Wuxian, the son of the silver flute, is a disciple of the former presiding officer of the Shaolin Temple, Juekong Shen Monk! He is twenty years old, and he is a super-first-class master in the rivers and lakes! He is jealous and hateful, and he is the best among the younger generation!

"Hahaha!"

After the exclamation, the bull's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disdainful laughter!

is a super-first-class master, and he dares to go wild in front of his top master!

(Martial arts level: martial artist, third-rate master, second-rate master, first-class master, super first-class master, top master, peerless master, grandmaster...)

"Sir..."

On the second floor of the tavern, hearing the young man in blue report that he was famous, the old man turned to look at the middle-aged man who was drinking.

"The flute is transformed, and every finger is empty... Shen Wuxian, the son of the silver flute, Xie is looking forward to it, whether you are as heroic as the rumors in the rivers and lakes! Uncle Xiao, wait and see what happens, and I will help if necessary..."

After taking a sip of wine, the middle-aged man touched his mustache and said indifferently.

But in my heart, I am already convinced, with Shen Wuxi's cultivation, I am afraid that he is not the opponent of the bull head...

"Shen Wuxian! You dare to go against the Shura Palace! Today is your death!"

In the market, after laughing, the bull head snorted coldly and waved his hand!

Seeing this, more than a dozen subordinates behind him pulled out sharp weapons from the bottom of the coffin and rushed towards Shen Wuxian on the city gate!

"Woo......"

With deep eyes lightly, Shen Wuxian smiled slightly, and played the silver flute in his hand!

Then, the beautiful and ethereal flute sounded again, turning into several fierce true qi in the air, facing more than ten subordinates of the Shura Palace!

"Flutter!"

In an instant, the true qi was full of energy, and these subordinates were all martial cultivators, how could they be Shen Wuxian's opponents! I saw the true qi passing through the body, and blood was splashed everywhere! More than ten people fell to the ground and died!

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that his subordinates were dead, the bull head immediately roared angrily! With a light tap under his feet, he retreated to a coffin and waved out his palm!

The thick coffin lid suddenly flew up and shot fiercely at Shen Wuxi!

And at this moment, I finally saw what was going on inside the coffins! There were not corpses lying in these coffins!

A few days ago, the children of Zhengzhou City disappeared one after another, and the government was helpless, it turned out that these children were taken away by the Shura Temple!

Now this funeral is just the Shura Temple covering people's eyes and ears and sending the children out of the city!

All empty fingers!!

Facing the thick coffin lid shooting at him, retracting the silver flute, Shen Wuxian pointed out a finger in the air!

"Bump!"

I saw the strong and domineering true qi burst out of his fingers, and there was a loud bang in the sky, and the coffin board was torn apart!

All empty fingers, created by the monks of Juekong in their later years, imply that the four are empty, and one refers to Pudu Cangsheng!

"Bull head, let me teach you your three-edged fork!"

Retracting his fingers and blinding the children in the coffin, Shen Wuxian was furious in his heart, and with a low roar, his body was like the wind, rushing towards the bull's head!

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the master of the Shura Palace, the Ghost Yama King, is one of the six great grandmasters, and his self-created Shura has no self-skill, and there are few opponents!

But the disadvantage of Shura's selfless skill is that he has to suck blood on the fifteenth day of every month, otherwise his true qi will flow backwards and explode and die!

And the blood of these boys and girls is the greatest supplement for Shura's selfless work!

After learning that the children in Zhengzhou City had disappeared one after another, Shen Wuxian guessed that the matter was related to the Shura Palace, so he hurried over!

"Okay! Since you want to see it, Lao Tzu will fulfill you! Be my soul under the three-edged fork!"

Seeing Shen Wuxian rushing towards him, the bull's head stepped on the ground, his whole body was agitated, and his body quickly greeted him!

With a wave of his big hand, a silver light flashed under a coffin, and a silver light flew into the bull's hand!

On closer inspection, it's a three-pronged weapon! It looks like a harpoon, but with a longer spine in the middle and shorter on the sides!

If you are stabbed by it, the wound will not heal, and you will definitely bleed to death!

Not long after, the two met in the air, the corner of the bull's mouth sneered, and the three-edged fork in his hand stabbed Shen Wuxian fiercely in the chest!

Not afraid at all, Shen Wuxian had a face like frost, and the silver flute in his hand waved out and stopped in his chest!

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, the silver flute and the three-edged fork touched to resolve the crisis! The two of them each drifted behind them and fell to the ground!

"Cen!"

As his feet hit the ground, the ground slowly cracked, and the three-edged fork in the bull's hand waved, and three true qi pierced the sky, roaring and rushing towards Shen Wuxi!

On the other side, seeing the three true qi rushing towards him, Shen Wuxian tapped his feet, his body slid backwards and slid back, and he played the silver flute in his hand!

Suddenly, the sound of the flute was ethereal and melodious, turning into several true qi in the air, facing the three true qi of the bull's head!

"Boom !!"

I saw that the true qi of the two parties collided violently, the ground trembled, and the three true qi of the bull's head turned into gray smoke, and the remaining flute sound true qi went forward, hitting the bull's head directly!

"Bump!"

In the face of the true qi sweeping in, the bull head kicked his feet and swooped up!

In the blink of an eye, the bull head came to Shen Wuxian and stabbed him in the throat with a three-edged fork in his hand!

All empty fingers!!

Close to the bull's head, the three-edged fork was only three inches away from his throat, Shen Wuxian looked light, and suddenly pointed out!

This finger is very strange, and there is no true qi fluctuation in the air!

But the bull head was terrified and sensed the smell of danger!

Before he could think about it, the bull immediately withdrew his three-edged fork, held it horizontally in front of his chest, and retreated behind him again and again!

"Bell!"

With a soft sound, the three-edged fork in his hand trembled violently, his arm felt a tingling, and the bull's head stepped back five feet before he stopped!

"Invisible True Qi!"

Standing still, his arms trembled slightly, the bull's eyes widened, and he stared at Shen Wuxian with a surprised expression!

I was afraid for a while, just the other party's finger, I can be sure by my intuition that the other party has played a true qi!

But this true qi is actually invisible and invisible! If it weren't for my instinct to block it in my chest with a three-edged fork! I'm afraid I would have been seriously injured!

"Niu Tou, what else do you have to do?"

Retracting his fingers, Shen Wuxian carried his back with one hand, and the silver flute pointed at the bull's head, chuckling proudly.

"Okay! What a silver flute boy! The rumors in the rivers and lakes are really true! Shen Wuxian, you have not disappointed Xie..."

On the second floor of the tavern, the middle-aged man who witnessed Shen Wuxian was empty, and he took a sip of wine with a smile on his face.

"Shen Wuxian! I want your life!"

As one of the four protectors of the Shura Palace, now he was careless, and was almost seriously injured by a hairy boy, the bull head was furious, and immediately waved his arm, and the three-edged fork turned into a silver light and shot towards Shen Wuxi!

At the same time, the bull head kicked the ground with both feet, followed the three-edged fork, and pounced!

"Bell!"

Seeing this, Shen Wuxian was calm, smiled slightly, waved the silver flute in his hand, only to hear a crisp sound, and the galloping three-edged fork was blocked by the silver flute and reflected back!

At this moment, the bull's head body pounced, and it was done in one go! The big hand caught the reflected three-edged fork and stabbed Shen Wuxian in the chest!

All empty fingers!!

Danger is coming, between the lightning and flint, Shen Wuxian withdrew the silver flute, and pointed it out again with a finger!

Suddenly, the true qi was invisible, and the bull head immediately frowned deeply!

In the face of the empty finger, he didn't dare to underestimate it! The bull head hurriedly jumped in the air and dodged!

"Bump!"

As the shape of the bull's head jumped into the air, the ground under his feet was destroyed by the formless true qi and was torn apart!

"Damn!"

Falling from the sky and falling back to the coffin, his eyes stared at Shen Wuxian angrily, the bull's head clenched his fists and gritted his teeth!

His own skills are definitely above Shen Wuxi, but the other party's empty fingers are very powerful, and the true qi is shadowless and invisible, making it difficult for him to detect, and he is weak for a while!

How can this be?

"Huh..."

Suddenly, after inadvertently blinding the child in the coffin, a flash of inspiration flashed in the cow's mind, and he smiled again and again.

"Shen Wuxian! Your empty fingers are certainly powerful, but what can you do with me? If you have the ability, you can try again!"

Looking at Shen Wuxian from a distance, Niu Tou quickly reached out with his big hand, grabbed a child in the coffin, and protected him in front of him!

"Bull head, you are despicable!"

On the other side, seeing that the bull's head was actually using a child as a shield, Shen Wuxian frowned and shouted angrily.

Now the other party is threatening children, and he can't make a move, and he has been restricted!

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