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A slap in the face.

Just like swatting a fly, Yin Shuiliu didn't look down on Hong Antong who flew out.

On the plane of "Blue Blood Sword", except for Mu Renqing, Mu Sang, Yu Zhenzi and other top masters, the other masters of the rivers and lakes who appeared, except for the trickery and poison techniques of the Five Poisons Sect, are really lackluster, especially the younger generation of men and women in the rivers and lakes.

In the matter of the Wen family's seizure of salaries, Cui Ximin, a disciple of the Huashan faction, and Wen Nanyang, a disciple of the Wen family's Shiliang faction, fought so hard that it was a fist to the flesh, and it was no different from the boxing ring dedicated to the competition in the previous life, and more than ten years of internal cultivation were cultivated to the dog.

Of course, among the younger generation, Yuan Chengzhi, who abused the five elders of the Wen family, was not among them.

The protagonist who was robbed of most of the protagonist's aura by Xia Xueyi and Yuan Chonghuan can be ranked among the top of the Golden Book in terms of martial arts talent, the only thing missing is the magical internal strength to increase the ranking, he is good at martial arts, and he can use two-handed double moves similar to the left and right fighting techniques.

"Antong ......"

Yin Shuiliu's slap on Hong Antong's technique is an ordinary technique, and the injury to Hong Antong is not serious, but it is just a swollen left cheek of Hong Antong.

The master and sister-in-law were so ravaged by Yin Shuiliu that the disciples around Hong led to it, and everyone was so annoyed that their faces were red, and they shouted in unison.

"Stop. ”

Yin Shuiliu abused three or two vegetables, and his hands and feet had not yet moved, Hong Lian's face was gloomy, and he asked people to bring his famous Yanling knife in the north.

The knife is held in the hand, and a knife flower is danced in the hand, which shows Hong's many years of skill on this Yanling knife.

"Little brother, he came to me today with the intention of demolishing the stage. Okay, let Hong take a good look at your Taoism and see if you are qualified to trample the plaque I hung on the door. ”

This gangster who had always spoken softly in the past finally revealed the murderous aura of fighting on the Northern Road when he was young, his eyes were like arrows looking directly at Yin Shuiliu, and his domineering spirit was revealed.

Yin Shuiliu drew his sword and said in the cold of the bright sword: "Sixth master, you and I are fighting with bare hands, I only borrow you to lose, if each other moves weapons, I am afraid that the sword has no eyes, I borrow this, I am only afraid that I will offend more, not to lose, but to borrow the life of the sixth master." ”

It's a fight to the death.

Hong looked up to the sky and smiled, how could he not understand this meaning, hehe said: "No one has dared to say this to me for many years, my generation walks the rivers and lakes, just holding the head on the tip of the knife." Little brother, if you have enough ability, come to my neck and take it. But I'm only afraid that you walked into my door today, and were carried out by my disciples and thrown into a mass grave. ”

Yin Shuiliu nodded and said, "Since it is the choice of the sixth master, then please." ”

Hong Yan waved his knife and waited, and said coldly: "I have never had a good mouth, since you come to the door to find death, I will let you know how my bandit name of breaking through the sky came from, and I have to teach you the way to die on behalf of Lord Yama." ”

The wind is blowing.

Yin Shuiliu's sword came out.

The swordsmanship of the Tomb School is heavy and elegant, although it is not as graceful as the other boxing technique of the Tomb School, "Beauty Boxing", but it will come out, and the light body of the Tomb School and the swordsmanship of the Tomb School will make Yin Shui flow like a fluttering petal in a flower.

This petal has a reddish tinge.

Just three swords, Hong Lian's left hand saw blood.

Hong Lian's Yanling knife did not break the sky, and the onlookers didn't know about Yin Shuiliu, but Hong Liuye must be so angry that his liver and lungs are so strong that he can blow up the entire sky.

"Little thief, you are looking for death!"

With a roar, Hong Ling's decades-old Yanling knife technique swept Sensen's cold air.

Yin Shuiliu walked dexterously with the tip of his sword, he had always killed people in the dark before, and what he lacked was this opportunity to fight head-on.

Hong is in the plane of "Blue Blood Sword", which is just the beginning.

The last sword stabbed out, and Yin Shuiliu collected the sword and returned.

Hong let out a sound in his throat, and the Yanling knife in his hand that could break the sky fell to the ground, and his hands were covered with blood covering the wound on his neck.

There was reluctance and doubt in his eyes, but there was little resentment.

How did he lose?

Fell.

The people of the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are dead, nothing more than that.

"Daddy!"

A terrible cry came from Hong Antong's mouth, and he jumped up like a small beast that had been shot through the heart.

He was greeted by Yin Shuiliu's casual kick.

Poof, fell to the ground.

Hong Antong couldn't suppress his crying, he was just a teenager who hadn't reached the crown yet. The father of the pillar was cut by a sword, which was tantamount to the heavens falling apart.

This black-robed thief, he will kill him to avenge his father.

It's just that he got up and rushed over again, no matter how he rushed, he couldn't get close to the black-robed man at all.

One punch, one kick.

As if swatting a fly, Hong Antong was knocked to the ground by the black-robed man countless times.

When he fell to the ground for the last time, Hong Antong cried dry, his nose and face were so swollen that he couldn't recognize himself, and at this time, all the brothers in the courtyard fell to the ground.

There was only the black-robed man standing in front of him.

"Uh......"

was choked by the black-robed man and hit the wall, Hong Antong's hands and feet were weak, and when he was about to suffocate, the other party's bloody palm pressed his face to one side.

"Hong Antong was born unknown, died in 1673, it should be you. I've seen the Divine Dragon Sect Master with you as the protagonist, but unfortunately it's Jin Yong's new work, not Jin Yong's work, I can't do it really, if I have time, I really want to see where you got the adventure, especially the leopard fetus Yijin Pill practiced by your Qihuang technique, but I don't have this time to wait for you. ”

Hong Antong's right face was pressed against the wall, and he couldn't move when he was pressed by the black-robed man, and his nose was full of blood.

He couldn't listen to the slightest bit of what the black-robed man was saying at the moment, his mind was booming, and there was only one thought that supported him to grit his teeth.

This black-robed thief killed his father, and if he didn't die, he would definitely avenge his father.

"The resentful eyes you look at me can make you support your revenge for the rest of your life, and after you get the adventure, you will not be close to women for the rest of your life in order to practice the true skills of a child. So now please remember this face of mine, when you meet Su Quan in the future, even if it is difficult to restrain the love between men and women, don't forget that your exercises are unbreakable, everything is for revenge on me, and the meaning of your life will be for this. ”

The black-robed man slammed Hong Antong's head against the wall.

Bang.

There was blood flowing out of his forehead, Hong Antong fell to the corner of the wall, and when his brain was dizzy, he looked up, and the black-robed man wanted to cover his head and face in the black robe with his bloody hands stained with his father's blood.

When the other party's indifferent face was finally visible, the vicious man smiled a little, nodded at him, and said: "Maybe we will see each other again, maybe we will never see each other again, Mr. Cha's grandfather who used "Lu Ding" to satirize, I'm sorry to let you suffer this kind of treatment at such a young age, it seems that in Jin Yong's new work "Shenlong Sect Master", you were also killed at this age. ”

The wind rose, and the black-robed hunting sounded.

Hong Antong only heard this sentence clearly, and he watched the black robe walk through the bloody place, disappear at the door, and gradually move away.