Anything that needs to be resolved by force is destined to be full of blood and killing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

More than a dozen masked black-clothed men worked hard in less than half an hour, dead and wounded, lying on the ground horizontally. Ma Liu, "Mace" and "Ghost Head Knife" caught up with this scene, and they all learned the power of the pony, so they shrank far aside, not daring to step forward.

Holding a serpentine long sword, the pony walked up to the protector, ripped off his masked black scarf, and said: "Twenty-five years ago, there was a black-and-white Wang Yang thief surnamed Tu Mingduan, nicknamed 'Ten Thousand Miles Rampant', with a spirit snake sword and tricky and ruthless swordsmanship, it just stirred up the area in Shuzhong, and people were panicked. This man is vicious and vicious, and every time he steals a household, he will slaughter them all, leaving no one alive, and his hands are covered with blood. Although both black and white have hunted him down, he is cunning and cunning, and he has allowed him to get away with it several times. Fifteen years ago, he suddenly disappeared from the rivers and lakes, and has not been heard from since. I didn't expect to suddenly appear here today, but it's really incomprehensible that the thief, who has always been a loner, is willing to be controlled by others and is willing to be a protector of the 'Blood Monster Hall'. What is the purpose of your people chasing and killing Murong Villa?"

Tu Duanyin said with a smile: "Since you know the prestige of the old man, you should understand where you are the old man's opponent with your true skills." The hateful old man has calculated countless people in his life, and today he overturned in the gutter, and you are a hairy boy. Since you are defeated by your hands, if you want to kill or chop at will, the old man has nothing to say, but since you are against my blood hall today, you are not far from death. ”

"I hope you can understand two things: first, if I decide to do something, I will do it, even if I am going to die, and second, don't overestimate my endurance, I have a thousand ways to get a person to speak." ”

"It's not enough to kill people, you can't scare the old man. The old man has killed countless people in his life, and he has already enjoyed enough glory and wealth, so why be afraid of death? Tu Duan said awe-inspiringly, but obviously inward-looking.

The more a person is accustomed to fine clothes, fine food, glory and wealth, the more greedy he is for life and fear of death. Xiao Ma naturally understood in his heart, so he sneered: "There are many ways to die, if you die happily, it will certainly be a good man, but if you are tortured before you breathe, that kind of taste will never be good." Or maybe after a lifetime of domination, and becoming a waste person in old age, the feeling that life is worse than death is really painful. ”

After speaking, the spirit snake sword stabbed Tu Severe's left leg, and said fiercely: "I don't have much time to spend with you, I'll count to three, if you don't say it, I'll cut off one of your legs first, so that you can change your name to 'Ten Thousand Miles Crawling' from now on." ”

Tu Duan gritted his teeth and said: "The old man has been rampant all his life, is he really afraid of you?"

"One ......" pony's voice was resolute and cold.

"You're simply the devil. Tu Duan's forehead began to sweat.

"You're wrong, I'm worse than the devil, second ......"

"The Blood Hall will not let you go. ”

"Three-......" pony has a lot of strength on his hands. To get a demon to surrender, sometimes you can only act more like a demon.

Tu Xuan's forehead was like cold sweat like rain, and he hissed: "The old man was just ordered to arrest the girl of the Murong family and go back, as a bargaining chip in negotiations with Murong Yuntian, and the specific reason is not known except for the hall master himself." ”

"Start at the beginning. ”

"Three days ago, the hall master Feige passed a message to me, saying that Murong Yuntian's daughter would return to Murong Villa in the near future, and asked me to set up checkpoints along the way to capture her. This morning, the old man stopped her carriage outside Hangzhou and asked her to stay in Hangzhou for a few days. Later, when he found out about the scheme, he chased all the way here. ”

"If you succeed, what's next?"

Once the old man succeeded, he would fly a pigeon to pass the book to the hall master, and wait for his instructions in the city of Hangzhou. ”

Pony frowned, "Who is your hall master? ”

"The hall master has always been erratic, and every time he appears, he wears a mask, and although I am a Dharma protector, I have never seen my true face. If the old man didn't owe someone a life back then, how could he be incognito and willing to be a Dharma protector. There seemed to be some resentment in Tu Zhuan's words.

Xiao Ma pondered: "If there is no news of Tu Duan, the hall master will naturally arrange for another man to intercept and kill along the way, the road ahead is dangerous, I should help Miss Murong." I just don't know who this hall master is, and why is he the enemy of Murong Zhuang Lord? The Blood Monster Hall is rarely heard of in the rivers and lakes, but even such a person can be slaughtered under the tent, it must not be easy to think about it, Murong Villa is afraid that it will suffer a catastrophe this time. ”

"Amitabha, sins and sins!" A few feet away, a voice sounded, the voice was loud and full of energy. The pony followed the prestige and saw a burly monk with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, twenty-three or four years old, dignified in appearance, tiger-eyed and powerful, carrying a package on his shoulder, a gourd on his waist, and a stick in his hand, walking from the way he had just come.

The monk came all the way to the black-clothed man on the ground, and saluted to the little horse: "Amitabha, the monk's Dharma is good, the donor has some wine on his body, the monk I have been gone for a long time, my mouth is very dry, ask for some to quench my thirst." ”

When the pony heard this, he said, "It's strange that you, master, have a monk who begs for wine to quench his thirst. ”

The monk smiled and said: "Daoji Zen Master has said, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha will stay in his heart'." I have always been a monk with wine, meat, meat and fish, and I have never been taboo, if you have it, just take it. ”

The pony's luggage was originally placed on the horse, but it was taken away by the driver just now, so he said: "It is true that there is no at this time, but the restaurant in front can take care of your food and drink." ”

"Far water can't save the near fire, and there won't be none of these donors lying on the ground, monk, I'll look for it." After saying that, he really went to look for it.

At this time, the sky is getting darker, and I am afraid that it will rain soon. The pony has to hurry as soon as possible, and the others are fine, but this slaughter is to be taken to Murong Villa, maybe the owner of Murong Villa can ask some other clues. The horses that the men in black were riding and running, and they were wounded, but there were still a few horses that could be used. So he went and picked up the horse, and prepared to take the slaughter on the horse.

The monk of Shanyuan searched for a long time, but only found some water, presumably because the rules of the Blood Monster Hall were strict, and he did not dare to make random mistakes when performing tasks. After pouring a few sips, he saw that the pony was leaving, so he rubbed over and said, "The donor said to invite me to eat and drink, but I don't know if it counts?"

The pony thought that this monk was quite interesting, so he smiled and said, "Then it will naturally count, how about I put the man on the horse and leave immediately?"

Shanyuan pointed at Tu and asserted, "It's him, monk, I'll help you." After saying that, he went to Tutu to break his belt.

Tu Duan suddenly jumped up, his left hand bent his fingers on the monk's vein, and his right hand picked up the spirit snake sword and put it on his neck. It turns out that Tu Duan has been secretly trying to impact the sealed acupoint, and the monk has already untied it by himself when he appeared, just now he just pretended not to move, and wanted to wait for the pony to suddenly attack, how do you know that this monk wants to be nosy, worried that he will be found out if he pretends to be again, so it is better to take the hostage and get out safely.

The pony clicked on the five key points on Tu Xuan's body, but he didn't expect that his internal strength was so deep that he had already broken through the sealed acupoints in less than half an hour. The change was sudden, and the reaction was that the monk had been controlled.

Tu Duan smiled compassionately and said, "Boy, you step back fifty zhang, otherwise the old man will take the monk's life." ”

The monk of Shanyuan didn't seem to know how dangerous his situation was, and said to Tu: "You are so unreasonable, why should I embarrass you, who we have no grievances and no enemies?"

"If you want to blame you for being nosy, you hit the old man's hands, the old man can retreat today and spare you from dying, otherwise you will have to pull a cushion on the Huangquan Road. ”

"If you want to die by yourself, monk, I can't help you recite a mantra for you, then the donor owes me a drink, and I haven't drunk it, how can I die." ”

The pony was secretly surprised in his heart, at the moment of life and death, this monk could be so calm and composed, if it weren't for his unique skills, I'm afraid there must be some problems with his brain.

As long as the spirit snake sword in his hand moves, he will be splashed with blood on the spot, or if he vomits his internal strength, he will also break his muscles and veins. Although it was just a meeting in Pingshui, it was a human life after all, and the pony did not dare to act rashly, and his mind was quickly thinking about countermeasures.

"Don't play, don't play, monk, I'm going to drink. After saying this, he reached out to pull the hand that held his life, as if he did not remember the sword that was as sharp as clay around his neck.

"You are looking for death!" Tu Xuan vomited, intending to abolish him first, but suddenly his face changed greatly, and he said in shock: "Move the tendons and change the holes! At that moment, the long sword in his hand was horizontal, but it seemed to be sharpened on the dark iron. No wonder the monk didn't care about the sword and neck, it turned out that he had practiced martial arts such as "Golden Bell Jar" and "Iron Cloth Shirt".

Tu Duan was shocked, and immediately clenched his palm into a fist and hit the monk, thinking that even if you have a horizontal practice of kung fu, you are young in the end, and the old man's decades of skill have not destroyed you. The monk did not dodge, and raised his fist to meet the attack.

At the moment, the two of them punched and kicked each other, killing like the wind.

The monk's set of boxing techniques is heroic and unrestrained, fierce and majestic, like a dragon going out to sea, like a tiger descending the mountain, making it "Taizu Long Fist". This "Taizu Long Fist" was created by Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty. Everyone in the world says that "Song Taizu used a pair of fists and a rod to lay down thousands of miles of rivers and mountains". This "pair of fists" is talking about this "Taizu Long Fist".

The two exchanged more than 30 moves in a blink of an eye, and at the beginning of Tu Duan, they relied on their deep internal strength, but the more they fought, the more frightened they became, and with a leg injury, they gradually became at a disadvantage. Knowing that the fight will be more disadvantageous, he immediately tried his best to punch the monk in the chest with the momentum of thunder, the monk did not retreat, raised his fist to meet him, a loud noise, the fist wind shook the ground and dust, the monk "kicked" and withdrew three steps before stopping the body, but the slaughter was flying out of a zhang, falling to the ground, angry and angry, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his face was like ashes.

has been famous for decades, has been dominant for most of his life, but in one day, he was defeated twice, and he is still an unknown junior who cannot be named in the rivers and lakes, how can he not be disheartened and angry?

When the pony saw Tu Duan fall and fly out, he was surprised and delighted, and he was surprised that the monk was so good that he could shake the famous "Ten Thousand Miles Rampant" into the air, and he was glad that he had met such a powerful peer.

The monk shook off the dust on his body, walked over and said, "I fought for no reason, and I was even more hungry and thirsty, so hurry up to the front and eat and drink." ”