Chapter 228: The Eleventh Floor (Part I)
A punch fell from the sky, and a brilliant sword light exploded on the ground.
Lao Jiu's eleven backhand punches, eleven faint knife lights flashing from the fist eyes, under the blow of the one punch that day, suddenly distorted and scattered, like pieces of willow leaves separated from the branches, messy with the wind.
Before the black-clothed martial artist landed, his body flipped and hit horizontally again, changing from a downward trend to flying straight against the wind, and after turning his head and feet, he changed hands left and right to punch, and made a slap to the black tiger that hit the heart of the whole body to the opposite "leper head Lao Jiu".
A punch flying from the sky, it was impossible to tell whether it was a punch or a knife.
The ten leper heads on the ground suddenly burst into shape, like a flock of birds throwing themselves into the forest, and all returned to their nests. Ten figures, all submerged into the body of the bald man who did not move along the edge of the pit. The eleventh style, which was originally a completely different boxing move, suddenly turned into one style, and it was natural.
The sword light fist intent that turned into those twisted and scattered on the ground all converged into one, and it was just like an ethereal backhand scimitar, held in the hand of the leper Lao Jiu, and slashed towards the black-clothed martial artist who flew from the sky.
One is the ghost-headed broadsword manifested by the fist.
One is the eleven-style fist posture combined into one manifestation, shaped like a scimitar's fist intent.
A piercing sound of gold and iron scraping sounded, and the field suddenly sparked brightly, and the sword light was dazzling.
Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, and the horizontal smoke sword in his hand slowly handed out a Tianma Waterfall.
In the face of the five remnant sword lights that escaped out, each of them carried the momentum of a heavenly river falling to the ground.
It's just a matter of personnel, and you can take a few and count a few questions. I can't do anything for a group of guys who watch the excitement, regardless of whether there are key chess pieces in ambush for the leper Lao Jiu.
The fight between the visionary immortals on the other side of the big pit and the lazy sword of the boy in the green shirt outside the field as if he had not eaten enough are in contrast to each other. The key is that the crowd of onlookers is far away and everything is in full view. There were immediately boos outside the stadium. There are also well-wishers who shouted a few times in a hurry, young people, don't lose your life by rubbing the heat.
And the scolding one, boy, don't show off if you haven't learned kung fu for a few days.
Then there was a series of terrible screams, one after another.
Some people were stopped and cut off, and their stomach and intestines were scattered all over the ground, but they didn't die, screaming again and again. There were also people who were slashed from head to toe, and before they could close their eyes, they saw their bodies fall in two. The body is separated, and the severed limbs are flying around, no less than a dozen people!
Ren Pingsheng failed to catch the five sword lights after all, and the one he chose to dodge caused this tragic scene.
The martial arts masters and gangsters over there have died down. The leper Lao Jiu was still dressed in blood, and it seemed that there were no new injuries on his body. Strangely, I didn't see his body move, and after the two knives clashed, a burst of sparks dazzled, and he appeared on the edge of the pit on the opposite side.
And Li Cunhui, who was dressed in black and as clean as ever, happened to change positions with the other party and stood opposite each other.
The corners of Lao Jiu's mouth were slightly upturned, and he still had a cold and arrogant face, and he couldn't see the slightest defeat.
Li Cunhui looked at his feet intentionally or unintentionally, as if he had suddenly changed to this position, which was a little unexpected, and when he looked up again, he had an expression of stepping on shit.
Not far behind the other party, there were more than ten disciples of his own martial arts academy.
When the gods fight, they will always hurt the pond fish, but once the pond fish is their own family, it will be a little painful. What's more, the disciples who can come out to suppress the formation for the master are all carefully selected innate martial arts seedlings, cultivated the day after tomorrow, and have poured countless efforts.
Lao Jiu, the leper head, took the lead in holding his fists, and said loudly, "In terms of skills, although you lose half of your fists, if you want to divide life and death, I, Ding Changjiu, may not have the strength to fight." Whether the rules are old or new, I never violate the castle, but the ancestral property of the sect cannot be said in my hands. If the master of Xiao Li Courtyard has to be beaten to death with a stick, then we will sacrifice our lives to accompany the gentleman in the first hall. ”
Li Cunhui's face was gentle, he smiled, and he was very arrogant, "I have heard for a long time that Brother Luoding is a dragon in Macheng, like thunder, you have to ask for a fist, isn't it? When it comes to business, where will I need to do it myself? Someone from the martial arts academy will come to the door again, and when the time comes, handle it impartially, Brother Ding, don't embarrass others. ”
The bald man covered in blood had a rare smile on his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was a sneer or a happy one, but he still nodded, and the tone of his voice was still the same sonorous and powerful, "This is natural." ”
A gangster who has dominated the city of Luoma for countless years, of course, does not rely on all kung fu and decisiveness. A big battle, and then give the other party a step that is neither humble nor arrogant, and hand it just right.
Therefore, Li Cun will sit back on the sliding rod in front of everyone's eyes, the martial arts disciples are domineering when they come, and they are as majestic as when they go, at least in the eyes of ordinary people, it is such a scene.
When the two of them exchanged a few words, Ren Pingsheng was extremely fast, and he had already taken care of several seriously injured onlookers. I don't see any clever tricks on him, but his movements are extremely fast, whether he has a severed limb or a disembowelment, as long as he is still panting, he only needs to spread some black powder to stop the bleeding;
In the end, five people died, and eleven people were seriously injured.
An elderly man dressed as a servant slowly picks up the groceries scattered all over the place. On the ground there was a bamboo basket that had been split into several pieces.
It turned out that the old servant of the big family who came out to purchase did not stay away, but stayed in the group of guests. The light of the knife came to the basket behind the old man, and the basket broke, but the old man was undamaged, and even the coarse cloth clothes were intact.
He still hasn't finished picking up the things scattered on the ground, mainly because he has been watching Ren Pingsheng rescue the injured before, his eyes are cloudy, but he is very focused. It's just that the old man neither panicked nor helped from beginning to end.
The last wounded man had only a broken arm, and he was very close to the old man. After Ren Pingsheng picked up the broken arm for him and explained some daily maintenance methods, he planned to take the initiative to say hello to the old man, but found that there were suddenly several human walls between him and the old man.
There are big men, plump women, market vendors, and all kinds of people.
"Little brother, human life is at stake, shake up a few deceptive methods in the hand-played game Fang Lang, and think about something after serving a few injured people?" An elder took the lead in speaking, dignified, "It's not a person from Luoma City, right? At a young age, he learned a few evil arts, and after a few days of walking through the rivers and lakes, he thought he was a fierce dragon crossing the river, and he would take people's lives? ”
"What does it mean to have its own judgment? With so many dead and wounded, the pension money and medicine money must be paid clearly before it can be sent to the city lord's mansion. A woman with a rough appearance comparable to a man screamed, but there was no sadness on her face, and it was obvious that among the injured corpses, there was no man from her family.
There are many men, women and children crying, some are taking care of the mutilated corpse, some are taking care of the injured, and more are caught in the crowd surrounding Ren Pingsheng, not so angry, but it makes the denouncers more famous.
......
Ren Pingsheng didn't say anything, just looked coldly at these chivalrous and courageous neighbors, and wiped the blood on his hands with a piece of cloth that had been bandaged before.
Then he heard a trembling man's voice, shouting loudly, in vain in the midst of the raging crusade.
The newcomer Baizhuyuan is also a Baizhuyuan person, not to mention that this little brother is obviously kind to save people, how did he become the one who took the blame?
The leper Lao Jiu was still picking up his injuries over there.
Although the Great Sword Society is gone, hasn't the Martial Arts Academy always been there?
Shunzi couldn't understand why the evildoers were ignored, but the good deeds should be wronged? Therefore, he stood in front of Ren Pingsheng and tried his best to defend himself; although he did not dare to say a word about the Yizhong Fort and the Yingtan Martial Academy, as an ordinary man, this kind of action could be regarded as an open fire against the Wuyuan and the Yizhong Fort.
Ren Pingsheng never said a word, and Shunzi only said that he was stunned by this meeting.
"Woo, born to be the pillar of our family......"
“...... I've never committed any offense in my life, why did I meet such a little devil......"
The two women who looked a little similar, burst into tears, grabbed the sky and the ground, and pounced on Ren Pingsheng with horns, their chests trembled all the way, and they didn't even bother to bypass the straight in front of them, so they simply pounced together.
Shunzi was in a hurry, pulling Ren Pingsheng to dodge.
This is the crowd on both sides of the crowd for a while, and there is no way back.
In a panic, Junzi saw in his eyes the two towering peaks that were still about to burst out through thick clothes, pressing his head!
He exclaimed, lamenting in his heart, but had to hold his head in his hands and close his eyes.
If you don't touch it, you can't do it, so try not to ignore it.
However, after one person exclaimed, it was followed by a burst of screams and screams of countless people, and the scene was chaotic.
The two women, who rushed to the left and the right, staggered backwards and returned the way they came.
The crowd surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and in an instant, it fell out of the distance a few feet away, and it was a body of one or two hundred catties, and it was thrown out from a distance like a goddess scattering flowers.
Only three people were standing in the middle of the street, and one was squatting.
Standing was Ren Pingsheng, Shunzi, and the blood-stained leper Lao Jiu, but squatting was the old man who was slow to pick up things.
The dozens of people who fell out from afar didn't seem to be injured, they quickly got up, and hurriedly retreated far away, except for a few clever ones who slipped away from the chaos, everyone else stayed there, didn't stay, and didn't dare to go.
"These two people are not from my Yizhongbao," the leper Lao Jiu's tiger eyebrows raised slightly, looking around, "but from now on, they are all my leper Lao Jiu's brothers." Whether they recognize me as a brother or not, I will recognize them as a brother. If you have an account, come here now and settle it with me, if you have any grievances, you can't do it today, gather all the people and horses, and come to the first castle to find me. ”
The originally menacing person looked left and right, trying to pretend that he didn't care about himself, but he couldn't help but tremble like chaff.
Even the families of the dead and injured who were originally crying were silent for a moment, but some still couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.
The leper Lao Jiu's face softened slightly, and he glanced at the dead and injured who were sitting or going, and said lightly, "In the future, Luoma City will not be very peaceful, it is none of my business, so I don't have to join in the fun." ”
The pair of "sister flowers" who staggered back had already sat down on the ground, and when they were just scared, they touched the two non-angry and self-threatening eyes of the leper Lao Jiu, and they were so frightened that they sat down again. One by one, the brotherhood in the fort came to the door to discuss compensation and bereavement. If there is such a thing in the future, life and death will be at your own risk. ”
In fact, those injured know that the pain of the wound at this time has been greatly reduced, even if the hand and foot are broken, it will only take a moment to receive treatment, and they can already feel the existence of the reconnected limb. The magic of that young man's medical skills was unheard of by these ordinary people.
Even if it is a martial arts academy, it is impossible to have such a magical healing technique.
Could it be that this unattractive foreign boy is actually a Taoist fairy child of Xiqiao Mountain who entered the world in disguise?
If they knew that his treatment had such a miraculous effect at the beginning, they would not dare to let their relatives and friends offend each other.
Today, the leading boss of the First Middle Fort announced that he was willing to compensate for the dead and wounded, which was very unexpected; After explaining everything, the underground emperor of Luoma City, who had always been high in front of ordinary people, politely confessed to the two young men, and then walked to the old man to help pick up things.