Mustang was tired of it, but he refused to stop killing, he couldn't find a suitable opponent, and he used his sword again and again as a means to kill time, which gave him the ability to speak.

His "tongue" grows in someone else's mouth.

She stood beside the mustang, carrying a small oil lamp in her hand, the faint light illuminated the corpses all around, as if the scene after a tornado swept away, she held her head high, excited, and a little proud, "Dragon King, I know you're coming, why don't you show up and end the duel you fought with the mustang many years ago......?"

A swordsman appeared silently and attacked behind the mustang, confident in his swordsmanship, to the point of worship, and it was by his unwavering faith that he killed many people in the dark dungeon, so much that he thought he could challenge the mustang.

That's what everyone who died under the sword of Mustang thought.

Mustang turned slightly, the sword in his hand piercing through the body of the sneak attacker, and his movements were so simple that there were no moves, like an executioner slashing a prisoner with a lot of flowers.

Mustang finally found this feeling, and he felt no sadness at all when the slaughter of his parents and family was brought back to him as a child, because he replaced himself as the Jinpeng killers, who skillfully and ruthlessly drew their knives, full of disregard for the living life, like gods who live in heaven and play with all beings.

This is the life-destroying swordsmanship, the wild horse named his own swordsmanship, in the Xiaoyue swordsmanship taught by the lotus girl, the word "extinction" appeared, mixed in the inconspicuous commentary, but it made the wild horse very impressed.

There was another corpse at her feet, "There is only one way to practice the Sutra of the Dead, and you and the lotus girl are both wrong." ”

"Shameless Han Qian, the name of the Imperial Master is also what you can say?" Han Fen's angry voice came from the darkness.

Han Qian smiled, "Han Fen, the Dragon King came with you, right?" The name is used to say, it is the same for everyone, the lotus girl taught the wrong swordsmanship, and she is not worthy of being a master again, and the wild horse is the hope of Xiaoyue Hall." ”

"Mustang is a madman, he wants to kill all the disciples of Xiaoyue Hall. Han Fen was even more angry.

Not only Han Qian, but there was a laugh in the darkness that seemed to be empty, and the word "madman" was usually placed on their heads, and now it came out of the mouth of a disciple of Xiaoyue Hall, and it became a funny irony.

"You misunderstood. Han Qian was very happy to act as the tongue of the wild horse, explaining everything for him, "The wild horse is removing the chaff, Xiaoyue Hall has too much waste, for example, you are one, except to be a stepping stone, what is the use of keeping you? Ten or even fewer top swordsmen are powerful enough to exceed hundreds or thousands of ordinary disciples." ”

"Nonsense. In front of people who are more unreasonable than herself, Han Fen seemed clumsy and couldn't find a suitable reason to refute.

"This is the rule of Xiaoyue Hall, Han Fen, have you forgotten that you yourself have killed many fellow disciples to survive to this day, and the wild horse is not a whim, he really understands the essence of Xiaoyue Hall. As for the Lotus Girl, ha, how ridiculous is that she wants Xiaoyuetang to participate in the battle for world domination, does she think that by doing so, she will be able to win the favor of the Dragon King? She treats Xiaoyuetang as a tool at will, doing whatever she wants, she is wrong, and the wild horse is right. ”

The more Han Qian spoke, the more excited she became, she turned her head to look at the blurred figure in the dark, and she was so excited that she burst into tears, she really admired this one-armed man.

Han Fen was speechless, Han Qian continued, and the subject was changed, "Dragon King, don't you want to see the real Dead Man's Sutra Sword Technique? Dead Man's Sutra, this is the name you gave to the Lotus Girl yourself, from today it is called 'Life-Destroying Sword Technique', only the wild horse has comprehended the true meaning of the sword, there is a life-destroying sword, what do you want to do with groups of disciples? Appear, Dragon King, you can witness the truth in death." ”

The dragon king did not appear, but a lonely applause sounded in the darkness, "Well said, well said, the girl is simply a wild horse...... It's really hard to describe, may I ask, which 'sword' did the wild horse use to teach you these great truths?"

Han Qian's face changed, "Old man Mu, you haven't practiced the life-destroying sword technique, so you're not qualified to come here." ”

"Alas, such a powerful swordsmanship, there is no old man's share, the biggest pain in life is nothing more than this, I am so unlucky, seeing these corpses falling to the ground, I feel even more unlucky, it is finished at a young age, the action is faster than me, it is too unfair!"

"The disciples of Xiaoyuetang and the disciples of the Proud Building listened to the order and immediately killed Old Man Mu, as well as Han Fen, she had never practiced swordsmanship, and she was not worthy of dying under the Wild Horse Sword. Han Qian said coldly.

The disciples who were used as sword training tools by wild horses still obeyed the order as if it were a divine decree, and as soon as Han Qian's words fell, a series of slight voices sounded in the dark corner, like someone's sigh.

Someone fell, but the voice of the old man appeared in the other direction, "Wow, amazing, you don't need to look, you know that the life-destroying sword technique is amazing when you listen to the voice, Brother Mustang Brother, you finally invented a set of martial arts, and the two years you were with me were not wasted." Hehe, you're at your best now, you have a sword and a woman, if you're willing to share it with me, I can guide you......"

Han Qian took action in person, her body moved, but she fell to the ground, and the oil lamp fell to the ground, setting fire to her clothes.

The wild horse killed her, Han Qian understood the wild horse's thoughts, but he couldn't understand his disgust with the voice, chattering, endless, everything is in the sword, is there so much truth that needs to be said?

The voice that disgusted him even more did not stop, "Brother Mustang don't need to be so ruthless, I'm just joking, in fact, I am innocent with your woman, really, if I'm not mistaken, when I was enjoying Xiaoyue Hall, she wasn't born yet? Hey, she can't be the seed I accidentally left behind, right? Brother Mustang Horse, you killed my daughter, huh...... Good son-in-law, call your father-in-law and I'll forgive you......"

After burning the clothes, the flames became faint for a while, and when it penetrated the skin and touched the fat, it became grand again, growing larger and larger, enveloping the surrounding corpses as well.

The figure of the wild horse was clearly visible, sword in hand, head bowed, as if mourning his mistake, and when he raised his head, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, which was more hollow than the eyes of a dead man.

Others began to appear.

The area of the hall in the center of the lake is wider, and more than 100 people scattered everywhere do not feel too crowded, the distance between them is ten steps away, everyone is still, the slaughter is not over, they are all preparing to draw their swords.

The wild horse walks like a giant crocodile crawling in shallow water, and the small fish around it automatically get out of the way when it is far away.

The old man couldn't hide it, he squatted on the torch stand, almost becoming one with the wall, "Hehe, Brother Mustang is still Fengzi, I'm very satisfied to be your father-in-law, maybe there is still a seed left by me in Xiaoyue Hall, pick another one and send it to you." ”

The wild horse approached step by step, the sword in his hand was like a snake writhing rapidly in the reflection of the corpse fire, he hated this voice, this hatred had taken root since the first day he saw the old man, he endured it for two years, and since then he has often been awakened by the familiar nagging even in his sleep, and today can finally be over.

Old man Mu swallowed his saliva, he wanted to escape, but his body couldn't move, the wild horse was indeed different from before, he didn't make extra movements, but he blocked all the retreats more than a dozen steps away, and Old Man Mu couldn't find a safe path.

He looked behind the wild horse, "Dragon King, come out when you should come out, I'm still more useful to you if I survive." ”

Mustang was not fooled, he understood the methods of the old man wood, and he believed in his vigilance behind him.

The corpse fire was suddenly extinguished, and at the same time, the torches on the walls lit one by one, illuminating the hall in the middle of the lake even brighter.

Old Man Mu looked at the wild horse with a grin, "The smell of burning corpses is not good, is it?"

Mustang turned around and saw the man he had been waiting for.

The corpse fire was not too wide, Gu Shenwei extinguished it with the palm wind, Han Fen, Han Ling and the brothers of the Shangguan family lit the torches on the wall, carefully staying away from the disciples in the hall, and did not dare to approach the wild horses, so only the torches near the old man Mu were not lit.

The smell was indeed unpleasant, and the wild horse didn't seem to care, and walked back along the same way, suddenly his body shook, killing a proud male disciple more than a dozen steps away at an incredible speed, and then jumped back to his original place and continued to move forward.

At a distance of more than 100 steps, the wild horse kills five people, the distance is far or near, there is no fixed law, it is completely randomly selected.

Everyone just watched, no one showed surprise, and no one retreated, like a herd of pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Gu Shenwei looked at the same, he was standing in the middle of the hall, with the charred corpse at his feet, and he didn't care about the smell.

A proud building disciple suddenly made a move, he was not close to the dragon king, and there were a few people in between, which made his sneak attack even more hidden, like a ghost jumping out of nothingness.

Gu Shenwei handed the Wufeng knife in his left hand, grasped the handle with his backhand, and stabbed it backwards and upwards.

The sneak attacker was attacked by a sneak attack, until the tip of the knife broke through the abdomen, only to find that he had been hit, he didn't understand, he straightened his arm, plus the length of the sword, there was obviously still some distance from the target, why would the dragon king's backhand stab himself?

Gu Shenwei withdrew the knife and handed it back to his right hand.

The mustang stopped, his empty eyes finally changing.

The dragon king showed him the sword technique of the Dead Man's Sutra, which was a subtle change compared to the peach forest in Guiyuan, and it was completely beyond the imagination of the wild horse, and suddenly, the wild horse found that he had retreated to the vicinity of the threshold, and still did not enter the house.

He was puzzled, and even more angry.

Gu Shenwei didn't speak, he also believed that the sword could better express his true thoughts, so he took a breath and cast three moves on the spot, each of which was very strange, seemed meaningless, and seemed unfathomable.

The onlookers all felt that these three moves were faintly compatible with Xiaoyue's swordsmanship, only the wild horse took two steps back as if it had been hit hard, and the arm holding the sword trembled slightly.

Mustang's understanding of swordsmanship did not go beyond the scope of the twenty-nine exercises of the Dead Man's Scripture, and the three figures that Gu Shenwei saw in the second stone room were the expansion of the "Extinction" swordsmanship, and Mustang suddenly saw it in his eyes, how could he not be shocked?

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