The old man said that the thing is very simple, to protect people and kill people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info A young prisoner in prison kills everyone who deserves to be killed. The old man handed him a piece of silk paper, on which were the names and portraits of the four people who should be killed: Li Liang, Feng Hai, Cui Ajiu, and Liu Yu. The last of them took a bit of effort, and it took hours to meet them.

"You kill someone, I'll take care of the aftermath. The old man suggested.

He immediately refused, "No, I only kill people with martial arts!"

The old man laughed, and his sharp voice made people shudder, "Yes, the four of them are all martial arts practitioners, and their martial arts are not weak." ”

The old man's conditions were very tempting, ten Central Plains Sword Sutras, and talking about kendo with the famous King Kui for half an hour.

But he didn't care about these conditions, in his opinion, Fusang kendo was the first in the world, and the swordsmanship of those Central Plains people was too far behind it.

What really moved his heart was to kill people, kill people with martial arts, and be from the Central Plains.

He followed the map provided by the old man, and came to the stable of Jifu without much effort, and saw three people lying on the ground, which were the first three people to be killed on paper.

He tapped the acupoints of the three with his scabbard, "I don't kill the defenseless, you can make a move together." ”

Li Liang and the other three were shocked when they saw this, they thought they had escaped, but they fell into another layer of hell. The three of them glanced at each other and shot at the same time.

Kamizumi Nobubuchi's fingers moved lightly, and the sword flashed, and the three of them fell down together before they could make a move, and blood gushed out from their necks.

He shook his head regretfully, somewhat regretting his rash move to the west, "Is this the martial arts of the Central Plains people, it's just too bad!"

He entered the secret passage under the stable, and saw that there were traces of a fight in the secret passage, so he smiled slightly. Suddenly, a man blindfolded with a strip of black cloth appeared in front of him, although blindfolded, but holding a candle, which was extremely strange.

He warily reached for the hilt of the knife with his hand, "Who are you?"

The blindfolded man shook his hand at him, "Don't worry, I'm not your enemy. The man held up the candle in his hand, "I'm going to show you something." ”

Reflected by the candlelight, there was a sword mark on the wall. The sword marks are straight and powerful, and it can be seen that the sword man has a deep understanding.

He glanced at the sword mark as if he had seen a treasure, "Where is the man with the sword?"

"You want to kill him?" asked the blindfolded man.

"Being able to die under the Fusang Kendo is also a blessing for his three lives. He was eloquent.

"Okay, when you kill that Liu Yu, I'll tell you the whereabouts of this person. The blindfolded man laughed.

"Is it a deal?" he asked, uneasy, thinking of the master swordsman who had left his sword marks.

"It's a deal!" the blindfolded man nodded, turning sideways to make way for him.

The moment he left, a sneer curled into the corner of the blindfolded man's mouth. The blindfolded man removed the black strip of cloth from his face, and his pupils were dull.

His eyes were really blind, and this was the price he had to pay to practice the Liuhe Sword Technique to the Pure Green Realm.

He reached out and touched the sword mark on the wall, like a painter caressing a piece of his beloved, with a satisfied smile on his face.

His sword skills have been mastered, and he can make the sword like a sword, making the knife both majestic and agile, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people. This mark on the wall was just a casual wave of his hand, but it was enough to frighten others.

He has no eyes, and no more enemies in his eyes, but sniffs the smell of the dead and the breath of the living by his nose. He has forgotten all the hatred of the past, but it does not mean abandoning and letting go. All those who have humiliated him will be repaid twice as much.

Even if Liu Yu can survive tonight, he will not be able to live long. He wants this person to make up for everything he has lost, the neglect of his father-in-law and the departure of his beloved woman.

Bronze Horse, this name was once dim, but it will eventually shine in the world!

The secret passage was not long, and Kamizumi Nobuchi walked forward for about a stick of incense, jumped into the cell below from the entrance of the secret passage, and found that there was only a bored young prisoner in the cell.

He saw that this person did not know martial arts, and he was not the "Liu Yu" that the old man said, so he lost his last interest in him. As long as this person does not rush forward to disturb, he will not kill people with a knife.

He sat against the wall in his cell, and the only thing that kept him going was to kill the last person on the silk paper left by Tian Lingzi, Liu Yu.

The moment he saw Liu Yu jumping from the ceiling into the cell, his heart moved, and his killing intent was overflowing. Looking at the young man with hair in front of him, he expected that this Central Plains man would be able to take one and a half more cuts under his knife.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yu didn't pay attention to him anymore, and he didn't even have the interest to talk to him. Liu Yu walked over to Di Xin with the medicine jar and taught him how to apply the medicine. Di Xin only thanked him for a few words, and there was no longer a long conversation between the two. It can be seen that he has a lot of scruples about this Dongying ronin in prison.

Shangquan Xinyuan saw that Liu Yu no longer cared about him, and he was immediately furious. He was arrogant by nature, and he had hundreds of disciples when he was in Fusang, so he had never been despised like this.

He rose from the ground, "If you look down on me, then try to compete with me, make a move!"

Liu Yu stood still, "I heard that the first thing that a sword practitioner cultivates is the mind, so Your Excellency might as well sit down and be quiet." ”

Shangquan Xinyuan's murderous aura rose up, "Those who are about to die should leave their last words first, don't even look vain when they speak!"

He drew his sword with both hands and slashed at Liu Yu, the speed of the knife was extremely fast, but there was no wind at all, compared to the kung fu of Li Liang and others, it was indeed that he had cultivated the way of the sword to a certain level.

But his sword skills did not stop there, the shadow of the sword flickered and then turned into nothingness, as if everything no longer existed, and even the air was condensed for it.

When the knife technique reaches this point, it is usually followed by the dead. It's not you who dies, it's your opponent. His kendo is so high, the person who is confident to die must be Liu Yu on the other side.

However, when his knife slashed down a foot and four inches, he could no longer move, and the strong shock caused by the obstruction of the knife transmitted from the blade to the hilt, and his hands were numb.

The blade has been tightly pinched in Liu Yu's hand, and no matter how hard Shangquan Xinyuan pulls it out, it will never move.

"This kung fu is called Xiao Grab, the most ordinary martial arts in the Central Plains. Liu Yu said with a smile.

Kamizumi Nobuchi was shocked, of course he had seen the most ordinary martial arts in the Central Plains, but no one had ever dared to take his white blade with his bare hands, and he received it so accurately.

The Fuso Kendo that he was originally proud of was not worth mentioning in front of this person's martial arts, it was like a child's game.

He realized that he had fallen into a trap in which the old man who had met him was merely using him as a substitute for death. What is the sword scripture, what is talking about the way of the sword with King Kui, it is all.