Tang Wenhe introduced the people present to Yushu one by one, most of the Yushu are famous, and today they only saw the true face of Lushan, but each of these people has extraordinary skills, and seven or eight out of ten are either notorious in the rivers and lakes, or they are notorious, or they are ruthless. Yushu thought to himself: "It's really like things gather and people are divided into groups." Ao Bai is a wicked man, and so is the character of the man who is caged. "A little more careful.

As the saying goes: those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. Tang Wenhe has been in the company of these people all day long, even if he is a good person, he will learn badly. The head of Yushu Dao had heard about the bad behavior of several people present for a long time, and he had long intended to eliminate harm in the rivers and lakes, but in the past, he was confined to various reasons and failed to take action.

"Juyingtang" is called "Juying", but I am afraid that there is not even one who can be called a hero, and all of them are killing tools summoned by Aobai. Among these people, the vast majority of them rely on their outstanding martial arts, do not take the people in the rivers and lakes in their eyes, and do whatever they want.

Confucius said: "A gentleman is a man of righteousness, and a villain is of profit." "Dafan is a true hero, almost a gentleman, a man of his word, benevolent and righteous. And the evil people value interests, and for the sake of interests, they can do whatever it takes, and they can deny their relatives. This is the fundamental difference between chivalry and evil.

After Tang Wenhe introduced everyone one by one, he returned to his seat. Just sat down, only to hear one person laugh and said: "The head of the Wudang faction is really worthy of his reputation, and his kung fu is world-renowned, which is heartbreaking. Yushu raised his eyes and saw that the man was dry and thin, and when Tang Wenhe introduced him, he knew that he was the owner of Ningxia's "Dry Bone Gate", "Dry Child", and the other person was as his name suggested, and his face was full of wrinkles, like a rotten wood, looking like a dry corpse.

Yushu had long heard that the "Dry Bone Gate" practiced a cult internal skill, which was specially guided by the blood of living people, and absorbed human blood into the body with internal force, so as to improve the skill until the human blood was sucked dry and only a pile of skin and bones remained, and those who practiced its poisonous skills must suck human blood once or twice a week, until they had absorbed the blood of 7749 people, and then they could practice the first layer of gong. The second layer will be doubled, and so on, the "Dry Bone Gate" has killed many innocent people over the years, and it is outrageous to mention.

It is rumored that the "dry bones" of the "dry son" have been practiced to the sixth level, not far from the highest weight of the eighth level, he does not know how many people's essence and blood have been sucked, how many living beings have been mutilated, in order to reach the sixth level, the internal force is really unfathomable. Now that he is openly challenging Yushu, it can be seen that he has no fear.

Yushu glanced at him and said coldly: "One will make ten thousand bones dry." Poor Dao originally thought that this sentence was only used for marching and fighting, charging into battle, and making meritorious contributions. Unexpectedly, the world is so big, there are no wonders, a person in order to practice the so-called miracle skills, actually suck human blood, indiscriminately kill innocents, such a person is not even as good as a beast. What qualifications does a thing that is not even as good as a beast have to compete with the poor. ”

Gan Kuzi heard Yushu sneering and scolding him, and he was not angry, but only laughed strangely: "What's the use of using your tongue, if you can drink my tea, you will be a hero, and if you can't drink it, you will be a bear!" The ground flew towards the door of the jade tree, although he only flicked it casually, but he had already shown extremely profound internal strength, but he saw that the teacup flew out flatly, without a little crookedness, and the tea inside did not spill out half a drop, which was more stable than a person holding it carefully with both hands.

Yushu saw that the teacup was coming quickly and urgently, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the door, if he wanted to catch it with his hand, although it was easy to catch it, but it inevitably seemed to be very clumsy, and he had the majesty of this thief. When he opened his mouth, he pouted and blew at the teacup, and an invisible energy blew the teacup back to his head, spinning in the air, and flew towards the dry seed, although the speed was not as fast as before, but it was like a fluttering butterfly, it was very beautiful, and there was still not a drop of water in the teacup. In comparison, the jade tree is much more clever than the dry seed, and the people present can not help but cheer loudly when they can see the gods. Tang Wenhe sat beside Yushu, even more confused.

Gan Kuzi's face was expressionless, and when he saw the teacup flying towards him, he raised his hands and popped out left and right alternately, and when the cup was more than a foot away from him, he flew towards Yushu again. This time the strength was more urgent and faster, Yushu puffed out his cheeks, and blew a breath into the flying teacup, which was stronger than the previous one, and saw that the teacup spun and flew towards the dry child, flat and steady.

Gan Kuzi's face changed slightly, he didn't dare to hold it up, he stood up, the four fingers of the two alternated and popped out again, this time the teacup was castrated even faster, Yushu saw that the other party was fierce, he also stood up, and blew deeply, only to see that the teacup that flew back stopped in mid-air, spinning non-stop, turning faster and faster, turning faster and faster, and the dry Zi kept his hands, and the four fingers played faster and faster, and he heard a sneering sound, and Yushu kept pouting and blowing into the teacup, the breath was silent, as if it could never be finished, the teacup was only dripping and turning in mid-air, not moving forward half a minute, nor backward a single bit。

Everyone present knew that the two were using teacups as a medium to compete for profound internal skills. After a moment of stalemate, the teacup spun faster and faster in mid-air, turning only a white shadow. Suddenly, I heard a crisp sound of "Peng", and the teacup suddenly turned into a pile of scraps under the invisible strength of the two, scattered on the ground, and the tea in the cup flowed all over the ground.

The jade tree and the dry tree sat opposite each other, and the distance between the two was more than two feet. Yushu used the deepest internal strength in the "Wuwei Heart Method" to blow out an invisible qi in his body, and then broke the dry son who thought he was invincible and the evil skill of the world. The dry son sucked the blood of countless people, thinking that he could crisscross the rivers and lakes, but Yushu only blew out a breath gently, and he had to resist with all his might, so as not to be defeated, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

I only heard his strange roar, his body flew up suddenly, stretched out ten fingers like eagle claws, and rushed towards the jade tree like a ghost, this time it was like the wind, it was his famous "dry bone ghost claw", the claws were stained with poison, once he scratched it, and saw the blood seal his throat, he would definitely die.

Yushu was just about to sit back, suddenly saw the dry son attacking, ten like knives like thorns, instantly approached the front, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and then a miserable scream, and then a figure flashed, snatched the door out, and then looked, Yushu had sat down peacefully. It turned out that Yushu saw the dry son attacking, the long sword came out of the sheath, and the sword slashed off the two palms of the dry child.

Everyone saw two dry and withered palms fall to the ground, dripping with blood and flowing in pieces. And the bloodstains all the way from the hall to the door have long since disappeared. Only a few people present saw how Yushu drew his sword, chopped his palm, and returned it to the sheath, and the rest of the people never saw it clearly, and only then did they see the high level of Yushu's martial arts and the essence of swordsmanship, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Tang Wenhe's face became more and more discolored, and he began to fidget.