The direction they were going was the Iron Palm Tent Camp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Pan Changlong, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, was extremely indifferent, and he was even more ruthless in dealing with the people of the Demon Sect, and when I thought of the fate of these people, my heart was lost for a while.

Shaking his head, he didn't think about it anymore, thinking too much was also a blind thought. I'm just a nameless boy, all I want to do is follow my master to do some righteous things within my ability, eliminate demons and defend the way, and do some meager things for the people in the world. Thinking about this, my heart is much lighter.

We followed the elder brother to the master's tent, and the master was reading some letter by the desk, and the master was standing beside him.

The master's surname is Lu, his name is Changshun, and he is just forty years old this year. Listen to the elder brother said, the master was originally a scholar when he was young, and then the family was killed by the people of the Demon Sect, and then was caught by a kendo master, learned a few years of swordsmanship, swordsmanship when he walked the rivers and lakes and met the current master Su Qin, the two became married and established the Iron Sword School. Our thirteen brothers were the first batch of disciples accepted by the master.

The senior brother said that the master's master is a master in the martial arts school, with extraordinary swordsmanship and chivalry, and the set of swordsmanship taught to the master is even more powerful. If you can learn the master's swordsmanship, then you will have a place in the rivers and lakes.

It's only because the situation has been bad in the past few years, and in four years, we have only expanded to less than 100 people, plus the dozen or so juniors and disciples who were killed by the Demon Sect this time, there are still more than 70 people in total. But when I think of the Golden Knife School, our sacrifice is nothing.

We entered the tent, knelt down on one knee, and said, "Meet Master, Master." ”

The master was a little bloated, raised his eyes and glanced at us, with no expression on his face, and said, "Zhang Daring, how many of our disciples have lost their lives this time?"

Zhang Daring is the elder brother.

"Master Qiqi, this time to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect, sixteen junior disciples were killed, and dozens of others were injured. ”

The master put down the letter in his hand, held his forehead with one hand, and sighed: "Didn't I tell you that you have to rush behind the large army? Why are so many people still dead?"

Shi Niang stood aside, her face was also very ugly.

The senior brother clenched his fists and said: "Master, the people in the Demon Sect are treacherous and cunning, they actually attacked from behind, and after killing a few of us, they hid again, and in a fit of anger, I rushed forward with my junior disciples. For the dead junior disciples, they are bold and willing to accept the punishment. ”

The senior brother is straightforward by nature, and he doesn't understand what the master means, and I see that the master's face is flushed with anger. In fact, the master means that we should be more careful, the people of the Demon Sect are cruel, and they will not show mercy to their subordinates. The master wants to reduce casualties even more.

The master glared at the senior brother and said, "It's all dead, what's the use of punishing you?"

The senior brother said again: "Yes, the disciple knows his mistake. ”

The master straightened his face and said, "That's fine." Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and death and injury are inevitable. You go and bury the dead disciples on the spot, pack up and salute, and we will leave after the celebration banquet tonight. ”

"Yes. ”

At this time, Shi Niang smiled and said: "You have killed the enemy this time, and you will have a reward after you go back, so go down now." ”

We said in unison, "Yes." ”

I don't know what the reward is that the master is talking about. I remembered the cartload of boxes I saw when I came back, and it would have been a good thing if everyone had some money.

However, what is the difference between this and sharing the spoils after the case is completed?

Thinking of this, the glimmer of joy that had just risen in my heart was gone.

When we returned to our tent and saw the corpses lined up in front of the house, I was indescribably confused.

We dug more than a dozen pits behind the tent and buried the dead disciples, because the conditions were limited, only a wooden board was inserted in front of each grave, on which was written in vermilion, "Iron Sword Sect, so-and-so".

People in the rivers and lakes are their homes all over the world, and even if they die, they are buried everywhere.

At this moment, there was a killing cry in the distance.

I was shocked, could it be that the Demon Sect had come back?

Throwing down the tools in our hands, lifting the long sword, we ran after the elder brother. The sound wasn't very far from us, we were stationed on the edge, and we only needed to get around a few tents.

We turned a few corners and came to a mountain wall, where we saw a lot of people fighting. That's where the sound comes from.

More than twenty people in yellow power suits in front of them, holding large knives in their hands, were confronting several strangely dressed demon cultists. There are many disciples of other sects around who are ready to respond.

Senior Brother grabbed a disciple of the Fist Sect and asked, "This Senior Brother, what's going on?"

The disciple of the Fist Sect who was held by my senior brother showed unhappiness on his face, shook off his senior brother's hand, and said with some anger: "Several demon sect desires want to infiltrate our base camp, and they have been discovered by the disciples of the Golden Dao Stream. ”

At this time, someone in front of him shouted: "You so-called decent disciples are really shameless, you actually rely on sneak attacks to win, and you have to shout righteousness all day long, I bah!"

I can see clearly here that it is an old man of medium stature, holding an oddly curved knife in his hand, and it is the head of the Golden Knife School who is fighting against him.

At this time, the old man already had several knife wounds on his body, and the rest of the Demon Sect people had also had many colors on their bodies. Although they have been defeated, their momentum has not diminished in the slightest.

Breaking the Golden Stone separated the old man's attack, his face was grim, and he said, "Hmph, the people of the Demon Sect dare to speak decently about me?

The old man took a few steps back, as if he had heard some big joke, and suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "Decent? You dare to call yourself decent?"

Broken Jinshi snorted coldly, didn't say more, rushed over with a machete, and became entangled with the old man again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind me, and when I looked back, it was the Iron Palm Gang, and we hurriedly got out of the way.

The disciples of the Iron Palm Gang are all mighty and tall, and needless to say, their skills are many times better than we don't know. Half of the credit for successfully winning the Two Wolf Mountains this time belongs to the Iron Palm Gang.

Pan Changlong strode over, stood in front of me, looked in front of him, and asked, "What's the matter? Who are these people?"

I thought to myself, who is he asking this sentence, this little bit of land except for me.

Just as he was thinking about it, he turned his head to look at me, and the fierce color between his eyebrows made people dare not look directly.

My heart moved, and I quickly knelt down on one knee and said, "Tell the alliance leader that these people are the remnants of the Demon Sect, and they want to infiltrate the camp from here. ”

Pan Changlong nodded, beckoned, and walked out of behind him a disciple of the Iron Palm Gang and stood behind him respectfully, and then Pan Changlong said, "No one will be left." ”

The disciple hugged his fist and rushed forward with a beckoning of dozens of disciples behind him.

The old man in the distance saw more people joining the battle group, and probably knew that he couldn't escape, so he shouted: "You despicable villains, you know that if you bully more people and less, when my Immortal Hall Master kills you, I will definitely break your corpses into ten thousand pieces! The old man is waiting for you in the Netherworld! Waiting for you......"

The old man's voice gradually became quieter, and the addition of the Iron Palm Gang made them invincible with two fists after all, and in just a moment, all the people of the Demon Sect were killed, and there was no way to live.

The words of the old man before he died lingered in my mind for a long time. This encirclement and suppression of the Demon Cult was a secret operation at night, and it started when they were defenseless, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a sneak attack. It is said that the right way is to act above board, and the husband is frank and open, and does not play despicable means, but this time the action is not what people say.

Perhaps, there is no balance between the righteous path and the demonic path, and some are just different positions. When the battle was over, the injured disciples of the Golden Sword Sect and the Fist Sect were all carried back, and the few people of the Demon Sect who were killed were randomly thrown at the foot of the mountain, and no one cared about them.

Back at the residence, the senior brother chatted happily with the other senior brothers, which was nothing more than how many people he had killed this time, and how thrilling the process was. I sat in a corner, wiping my sword, the blood on it had been washed away, but in the darkness, I could always see the bleeding from its blade, bright red and hot.

Then they laughed again, and I was a little bored, so I put my sword on the shelf, lifted the curtain of the tent, and walked out. Behind him, the voice of the little junior brother sounded in confusion.

As the sun sets, the afterglow stains the West red. There was a high ground at the foot of the mountain, and I decided to go and sit there for a while.

When passing by the camp of the Golden Knife School, a woman's cold snort suddenly came from inside, followed by a burst of bits and pieces, and only a few words such as "shameless" and "revenge" could be heard.

I didn't want to hear any more noise, so I couldn't help but speed up my pace. I didn't think that before I had walked a few steps, the tent curtain of the Golden Knife School was suddenly lifted.

I looked back, Pan Changlong took the lead in walking out, and more than a dozen brightly dressed people walked out behind him, all of whom were heads of various sects. The master is also among them.

I only heard Pan Changlong say to the two Golden Sword Sect disciples who were guarding here: "Take care of this woman, no one is allowed to enter without my permission!" After speaking, he threw his sleeves and left.

When the master saw me, he sighed and walked towards me.

I hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said, "Meet the master!"

Master, nodded, and said, "Gu Tian, you don't rest in the tent, what are you doing here?"

The dissatisfaction with the various sects in my heart must not be known by the masters and elders, otherwise I don't know what kind of punishment I will be punished by the master. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his face became slightly ugly, Nuo Nuo said: "Master, the apprentice has an upset stomach and wants to go to the thatched house......

I secretly glanced at the master, and saw that his face showed some helplessness, but there was still some confusion in his tone: "Isn't there a thatched house next to your tent?"

"Master Qiqi, the thatched house there is occupied by the brothers. ”

The master nodded and said, "Go and return quickly, there will be a celebration banquet in a while." ”

After the master had finished speaking, he turned and left, and I stood where he was and waited for him to go away before I straightened up and ran towards the high ground.

When I got to the high ground, I found a large rock that I could lean back on and sat down, with a dead grass in my mouth.

By this time, the sun had already set, and only half of his body remained. In the distance, a few birds in the sky spread their wings and glided, flapping their wings from time to time, and the base camp below was bustling, bursts of laughter were heard, and the smell of evening came to the nose, and the fragrance lingered for a long time.

I have learned all the sword duels taught by the master, a set of twenty-four styles of water-clearing swordsmanship, each of which can take the lives of others, relying on this set of swordsmanship, I can kill five people in a row. This set of swordsmanship may seem brief, but there are dozens of variations in each style, attacking the soft spots of the human body, making it difficult for opponents to parry.

The water-clearing sword technique can be attacked and defended. Attack, so that the enemy can not defend, defend, so that the opponent can not attack. The master relied on this set of swordsmanship to create the Iron Sword School.

But I have seen the sword techniques of the Golden Sword School, their sword skills are domineering and powerful, and their movements are wide open and closed when they dance, and their momentum is many times greater than our water clearing sword skills. But the master said that the sword has the domineering power of the sword, and the sword also has the agility of the sword.

With that in mind, I picked up a branch from the ground and began to dance.

Holding the branch in my hand, I began to make a similar gesture to the tree in front of me, as if I was holding a real sword in my hand, and all the sullenness in my heart vented to the tree in front of me.

When the master taught us swordsmanship, he often warned us that the sword in our hands was used to perform chivalrous righteousness, not to plunder, not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and to use a righteous body to prove the sword to the rivers and lakes. I have been practicing swords for four years, and in addition to the senior brother's swordsmanship being better than mine, even the second brother's swordsmanship is not as good as mine. The master said that I am a piece of martial arts material, practice swords hard, and one day I will become famous in the rivers and lakes.

When I thought that the master said that I would do great things in the future, I danced more energetically, constantly stabbing and cutting back and forth at the big tree. But for some reason, when I was dancing, the figure of the old man suddenly appeared in my mind. He smiled and pointed at us, and his voice kept ringing in the sky: You dare to call yourself decent? You dare to call yourself decent......

"Smack"

With a crisp sound, the branch in my hand snapped, and I looked at the branch that broke in two, sweat already soaking through my clothes.

I sat down next to the boulder, gasping for air, and my heart was even more confused.

Suddenly, there was a trumpet sound from below, it was the rallying order of the Iron Palm Gang, is the banquet about to begin? I looked up at the sky, it was already completely dark, and there seemed to be countless sneering faces in the darkness, facing the brightly lit place below.

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