122, Lei Luo wet placket
Luo Bing felt a burst of sourness on the tip of his nose, although he knew Mei Changqing late, he was the most suitable.
He resisted the urge to cry, and suddenly laughed and said: "Okay, you man in black really has two hits, Lao Tzu has long seen Mei Changqing unpleasant, thank you for helping me get rid of him." ”
Laughing and laughing, two lines of tears still rolled down his cheeks. Fortunately, the night was dark, and the man in black stood far away from Luo Bing for three points, but he couldn't see it.
The man in black didn't seem to expect Luo Bing to say this, so he was taken aback and said, "Okay, good for you cold-blooded person." I don't know the second thing, will you jump in anger. I know that you and Chu Qiushui competed in martial arts, and the root cause was behind the snake formation that day, who stripped Chu Qiuyan naked. Hehe, tell you, that person is my Lao Tzu who finally learned the art of repelling snakes, and he used it on you. Who knew that Chu Qiushui suddenly intervened, ruining Lao Tzu's good deeds. Lao Tzu secretly followed to the mountain and stripped Chu Qiuyan's clothes, originally I thought that as soon as Chu Qiushui came back, you must be in full swing, who knew that Chu Qiushui was so pustuated and left. ”
Luo Bing clenched his fists and stared at the black-clothed man fiercely: "Then why don't you kill me directly?"
The man in black laughed and said, "I have snake medicine on my body, and once that snake medicine is stained with blood, it will become highly poisonous." Of course I won't be sent to death. It's a pity that Chu Qiushui is too pustuple, otherwise you would have already died. Hehe, but it doesn't make a difference, you're still going to die today. ”
Chu Qiuyan stood up angrily and turned around to take the broken sword on the ground. It's just that she was so weak that as soon as she bent over, she almost fell.
The man in black smiled: "Miss Chu, your martial arts are really good, I was really a little jealous of you before." However, this time is different from the past, Lao Tzu's martial arts have advanced greatly, and you have become a dying person again, what else do I have to worry about?"
Luo Bing gritted his teeth and said, "The third piece." ”
The man in black turned grim, pretended to be deep, and said, "This, I'm afraid Brother Luo can't stand it, so I won't say it." ”
Luo Bing tried his best to keep his tone flat, and said, "Just say anything, unless you don't dare." ”
The man in black snorted coldly and said, "Will I dare?" to tell you, Master Bao has already done something to Guo Ziyi. Master Bao sent people to search Guo Ziyi's mansion and found several letters of collaboration with the enemy. Now, the Guo family has been tightly surrounded, don't ask, that poor little cousin of Guo Ziyi has not been escaped, haha......"
Luo Bing froze and said, "This matter is definitely fake. Siyue is loyal to the Heavenly Demon, and of course the Heavenly Demon will also protect Xue Bing's mother and son. Until the last moment, the Heavenly Demon will not let Xue Bing's mother and son die. What masters under Bao Ziyun can stop Siyue?"
The man in black waved his hand and said, "This is Ouyang Qing's house, why isn't Ouyang Qing here? Hehe, these four people, I don't know if they can beat the Flying Fish Sword? I heard that Ouyang Qing hung the corpse at the gate of the city to show the public, but I brought the head of Siyue to you. Would you like to take a look?"
Without waiting for an answer, he took out four human heads from the bag on his back and threw them on the ground. These heads are no clearer than Mei Changqing's, and they haven't been dealt with before. It's just that since what the man in black said before is true, there is naturally no need to lie to people about this matter.
Luo Bing's face was gloomy, only to feel that there was darkness in front of him, and his brain was "buzzing", as if he couldn't hear anything. Sadness happened one after another, and it had exceeded his limits, and he was about to go crazy.
The black-clothed man swept away, grabbed Chu Qiuyan, and said with a smile: "This woman, I didn't dare to enjoy it that day, let's have a good time today." Lao Tzu will dismantle you immediately, but he just left your eyes, and asked you to see clearly, how this woman was played by Lao Tzu Hahahaha" said and tore Chu Qiuyan's clothes.
Luo Bing's eyes only contained hatred and grief.
But don't say that your acupoint is sealed, even if you can break through the acupoint, the battle with Chu Qiushui before consumed ninety percent of your true qi, how can you make another move? Since Mei Changqing is dead, Xue Bing is dead, and Lu Changfeng is also dead, it is not interesting to live alone, so why resist?
The clenched fist gradually loosened, and the anger in his eyes gradually extinguished.
Chu Qiuyan's exclamation came, and it didn't seem to be so harsh.
To live, you have to carry countless burdens, you have to be bullied by the enemy, you have to face the grief of the tragic death of your best friend, and you have to watch the tragedy of the victory of good over evil, scene by scene.
If you die, you die, it's really a relief.
Chu Qiuyan resisted desperately, she wanted to push the man in black away, but her body felt weak and powerless.
The man in black is already good at outer kung fu, with strong muscles, Chu Qiuyan is just a woman after all, although her martial arts skills are superb, but when it comes to strength, it is far inferior.
The man in black tore open the two coats, saw the snow-white fragrant shoulder, held down Chu Qiuyan with one hand, and then stretched out his mouth to kiss it.
Chu Qiuyan shouted desperately, and when he saw the head of the man in black coming over, he was terrified and disgusted in his heart, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit the face of the man in black.
The man in black was in pain and wanted to push Chu Qiuyan away, but Chu Qiuyan was frightened and angry, and used all his strength to bite him, no matter how the man in black slapped, he just refused to let go.
The man in black felt a sharp pain on his face, and suddenly slapped his palm.
Chu Qiuyan held a piece of meat on the face of the black-clothed man in his mouth and fell heavily to the ground.
As soon as the man in black touched his face, it was hot, full of blood, and a piece of flesh was bitten off, so painful that he almost fainted, he was angry, pulled out the ghost head knife on his waist, designated Chu Qiuyan, and shouted angrily in a Shanxi dialect: "Little girl, little slut, look how Lao Tzu cleans you up."
Since the man in black got the guidance of the Heavenly Demon, his martial arts have improved extremely quickly, and at this moment, he deceived himself like a ghost, grabbed Chu Qiuyan, and slashed Luo Bing's shoulder.
Luo Bing's acupoint was restrained, unable to resist, and there was suddenly a deep wound on his shoulder.
The man in black was relieved to see that Luo Bing couldn't parry.
He touched the wound on his face, and said angrily: "Little slut, you dare to bite me, look at Lao Tzu scratching your face" Turning his head, Luo Bing was still lying on the ground, losing his strength, and the man in black scolded with a smile: "Luo Bing, are you still lying on the ground and pretending to be dead?"
Chu Qiuyan didn't call.
The man in black was slightly strange, turned his head, and Chu Qiuyan actually fainted. The man in black sneered: "Pretend to be dead?
But Chu Qiuyan exerted too much force, his weak body couldn't bear it, and the snake venom attacked again, and no matter how the man in black tortured, it was difficult to wake up.
Luo Bing saw Chu Qiuyan's face turn black, and knew that there must have been an attack of snake venom.
At this moment, the man in black had cut her face four times, but her body was soft and there was no movement. If it is not treated in time, I am afraid that Chu Qiuyan will die soon.
Luo Bing was disheartened, didn't say anything, and said in his heart: "Could it be that I am really an ominous person?" The friends around him, from the destruction of Tiemoller when he was a child, to the Mei Changqing, Lu Changfeng, Chu Qiuyan, Xue Bing, who he made friends with when he grew up, all died tragically. Ouyang Qing left me, but he soared. In that case, why should I continue to live and harm others? All this is really providential."
The man in black saw that Luo Bing didn't move, and Chu Qiuyan didn't react at all, he felt bored, and scolded: "Okay, Lao Tzu will use this woman now, see if you two are still pretending to be dead."
As he spoke, he tore off all the clothes on Chu Qiuyan's upper body. When he saw that he could manage a lot of snow-white breasts, he threw down his knife and began to undress.
Seeing that the man in black was so arrogant, Luo Bing was extremely angry in his heart, and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't move at all. He couldn't help but say to himself in his heart: "Providence, it is all providence." If Chu Qiushui hadn't sealed my acupoint casually, how could it be like now? If I hadn't come here to find Yanmei, how could there be so many things tonight? If Chu Qiushui hadn't left, how could the black-clothed man be so arrogant? If it was really providential, the sword I practiced was called Wudang, but this time it was really a martial art. ”
Thinking of this, a text suddenly flashed through my mind.
It was the general outline of the Wudang sword technique that he had already memorized, and it was engraved on the wall when the master was in retreat.
One guts. Second, internal strength. Three agile. Fourth, calm down. The root of swordsmanship. The outer four should also. The energy of swordsmanship. Inner four to also. Concise on the inside and out. It's almost close. The internal strength cloud shows the difference between the clumsy force of the change. But there is no long work. There is no accurate coach. No endurance of perseverance. There will be no results. It is a sword practitioner who learns internal boxing to accumulate internal strength. The cloud of internal strength is gradually coming from it. It can't happen overnight.
Thoughts, hearts, and eyes are like commanders. The hands, feet, waist and hips are like a part. The inner strength warehouse dantian is. Spirits and courage must be sufficient. Kung Fu is practiced diligently. The body and sword are combined to achieve enlightenment. Dantian is a warehouse. A place to store internal strength. The one who combines the body and the sword. The sword is like a human body. The inner strength of all people can be directly infused with the blade of the sword. then its edge is not a crime.
Silent here, eyes full of tears, what bullshit providence?
Providence is to kill me, and providence is to torture the world.
It's ridiculous, how many times in the competition, I will say: "My sword intent, that is, the will of heaven" only now I understand that the will of heaven is indeed a sword, but it is cut on himself.
When I was desperate, when I was dying, how many people and many things flashed through my mind. There is Mei Changqing's hearty laughter, Lu Changfeng's calm eyes, Ouyang Qing's cheerful words, Chu Qiuyan's jumping figure, Xue Bing's elegant temperament, Tie Mole's gentle demeanor, and Master's kind face.
And the last thing that stopped in front of me was the big characters engraved in the Sword Washing Hall.
The general outline of the Wudang sword technique. These words seem to tell you what providence is, and they seem to mock you and say that you are wrong.
Below the word is the pattern, which is the basic move of the Wudang sword technique.
I have practiced for so many years, and how many days and nights I have spent in front of this wall, and I naturally remember the pattern very clearly. Suddenly, I remembered that Master said, "When you can figure out these patterns, you will be the top figure in the Central Plains." But if you want to go further, you have to forget about those diagrams. ”
How can you forget jokes, things that are in your mind? If you forget, wouldn't you even forget the Wudang sword technique?
Luo Bing can't forget it. But when he was dying, those patterns were blurred.
Luo Bing smiled secretly: "Is this going to die? Lao Tzu didn't suffer any injuries, but he forgot all the swordsmanship." Now it's okay, even if the acupuncture points are unlocked and the physical strength is restored, it can't beat the man in black. He laughed twice, and then shed tears.
It was as if the voice of the master Chu Zhaohe sounded in his ears, telling him earnestly.
In confusion, the meridians seemed to be locked, and they couldn't breathe. The sky-high resentment that could not find a way out was squeezed and collided in the body. The angry blood turned into form, urging itself little by little. Luo Bing gasped loudly, his hands struggling into the air.
Sorrow is emptiness, benevolence and righteousness are dreams.
It is better to believe in benevolence, righteousness, and goodness than to believe in your own sword. It is only because of the belief in the sword that it can slaughter the wicked people in the world and carry out the right path.
The sword trick pattern on the Wudang in the Washing Sword Hall in his heart vaguely seemed to be connected into several red lines, leading the essence and blood in the body to run rapidly. The essence of the blood is turning faster and faster, and it feels a little familiar...... It seems to be the taste of blocking Chu Qiushui's tricks.
The sword moves engraved on the wall are not only blurred, but even disappear, but the resentful blood in the body is like a demon, walking all over the meridians of the body, rushing to the door of the brain, almost breaking out of the brain.
"Ahh The man in black, who was taking off his pants, looked up in surprise, only to see Luo Bing standing up.
"Let go of her. The voice was very calm, not at all like Luo Bing's tone.
I heard that people who are extremely angry will be unusually calm.
The man in black also felt a difference in momentum.
Luo Bing didn't know when he had picked up the broken sword on the ground, but he didn't move, and he was even gasping for breath in a low voice, and the man in black had faintly felt the murderous aura pressing.
Luo Bing's whole person seemed to have become an Ou Yezi sword, exuding bursts of sword qi, but that sword qi came with the killing machine.
A cold and biting evening breeze blew, and Luo Bing's clothes were flying, as if he was moving, but there seemed to be none. The man in black tried to widen his eyes, but he couldn't see whether Luo Bing had moved or not, and he couldn't help but shiver.
The spiritual energy of Luo Bing's whole body turned into invisible sword qi, which was abundant in heaven and earth, as if it was moving, as if it was not moving. The man in black wanted to move, but the heavens and the earth seemed to condense, trapping his feet. A large, invisible hand seemed to be choked in his throat, and he couldn't breathe.
The black-clothed man was terrified in his heart, and said secretly: "It's so strong sword qi, but Luo Bing is tired and injured, and his true qi must not be abundant, as long as I desperately break through this sword qi, Luo Bing will definitely not have the strength to condense again." Thinking of this, a desperate thought was born, and he immediately shook off Chu Qiuyan, raised the ghost-headed big knife, and slashed towards Luo Bing in the distance.
It was a blow he threw all his might.
Both of them let out a long roar, and the broken sword and big sword turned into a curtain of light.
The sword aura suddenly subsided, and the man in black was shocked and took two steps back, and the pain in his chest was unbearable. But he secretly breathed twice, and when he realized that he was not injured, he couldn't help but sneer again.
The momentum of the thousands of waves between heaven and earth has dissipated.
The black-clothed man's vision was blocked by the raised sand and stone chips, and he couldn't see Luo Bing's condition, but from the sword qi sense, he could clearly feel that Luo Bing had not re-condensed the sword qi.
With Luo Bing's physical condition, he must not be able to defeat the man in black.
The man in black smiled slightly, he clearly knew his strength, and it was a moment of gesture if he wanted to win.
In the smoke and dust, there seemed to be a flickering fire.
I saw that on Luo Bing's broken sword, there was an uncertain green mang, which filled the night, but the light on Luo Bing's sword was extremely bright, like a green snake that was swimming.
The eyes of the man in black widened: Jian Mang, this is the green mang after the internal strength is poured into the body.
When the internal strength of a swordsman reaches a certain level, he can condense his sword qi and hurt people with his invisible true qi. And when the sword qi cultivation is extremely high, it can turn the invisible into the tangible, that is, the sword mang.
People say that the sword is unstoppable, forty steps away to destroy gold and jade, a hundred steps away can still take the head of a person, no sword or sword, can not match. In terms of the internal force contained in the sword qi alone, at this moment, Luo Bing was only afraid that he would not lose to Chu Qiushui, and he suddenly penetrated the Wudang sword technique, infused himself with internal strength, reached the eight veins of his limbs, and emitted a sword light, although it could still be sent but not received, but compared to Chu Qiushui's swordless sword, the power was much stronger.
The man in black knew that it was powerful, and then he saw Luo Bing's face gloomy, and the blue light of the sword was printed on his face, which made his face blue and seeping, which was extremely terrifying.
He wanted to use a few bad news to destroy Luo Bing's fighting spirit, but who wanted to make a fool of himself, but let Luo Bing use his sword in a hurry, and he was suddenly shocked, and he had no desperate thoughts, as soon as he put away the knife, he turned around and left.
No matter how fast the body is, how can it be faster than the sword? The blue light flashed, and a curtain of light surrounded the man in black.
The sword is released, and the power is not to be underestimated. Before the man in black could scream, he had already turned into a cloud of blood mist.
Luo Bing used this trick, but he was also exhausted.
Seeing that the man in black was dead, his heart was empty, and he immediately fainted on the ground.
I don't know how long it took, Luo Bing opened his eyes, and the sky was already slightly bright. He felt that his energy had recovered a lot, and he hurriedly got up, only to see a large pool of blood in the distance, and the smell was unspeakable, but Chu Qiuyan was gone.
Luo Bing clearly remembered that Chu Qiuyan had a venomous attack and was unconscious, and if he delayed for so long, he was afraid that he would be hopeless.
But death is death, how could the corpse disappear too? Luo Bing was puzzled and searched everywhere.
But there was no trace of Chu Qiuyan. In a trance, he remembered that with the last blow of his sword, he killed the man in black, and the sword qi was horizontal, could it be that Chu Qiuyan was also shattered? He tried to recall the situation when he took out the sword, but he couldn't remember anything. Looking at the large pool of blood on the ground, Luo Bing felt that his body was weak, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground.
What if you kill the man in black? Can you kill the Heavenly Demon? Can you kill Ouyang Qing? Even if you have the ability, can you kill all the people in the world, can you save Lu Changfeng? Can you save Mei Changqing? Can you save Xue Bing?
Nothing, nothing.
Luo Bing felt overwhelmed and tired, and lay on the ground.
I'm going to Guo Mansion, I'm going to save Xue Bing's mother and son, the emperor is just suppressing the military merit party when he besieges Guo Mansion, and he won't really do it, and the pressure of Hui in the north hasn't been lifted yet?
If Guo Ziyi is killed, who will lead the troops to fight? How could the emperor kill those who could lead the troops in one go, and could he lead the troops to fight?
Thinking of this, Luo Bing took a breath and was not panicking.