062 Break the formation in style

If the enmity in the world can be washed away by time, then Xiong Xuan is willing to stay on the high and uninhabited Snow Peak Mountain for the rest of his life. That way, he won't feel sad and won't be helpless to see someone he doesn't want to see.

After a year of separation, seeing Xia Yun who was thinking about her for a long time, Xiong Yu's mood was very complicated. I wanted to talk to Xia Yun about my hard thoughts for many days, but I didn't want to meet Xia Yun again, so as not to embarrass the two when they met.

Xia Lei was indeed the one who killed Xiong Tian's parents, and Xiong Yu was indeed the one who forced Xia Lei to death. Xia Lei is Xiong's enemy, and he doesn't share the sky. Xiong Yu is Xia Yun's enemy again, and they are also incompatible! However, Xia Yun and Xiong Yu used to be lovers who held the hand of their son and grew old with their son. From a lover, he instantly turned into an intolerable enemy, so that Xiong Yu couldn't stop, not to mention Xia Yun, who was a daughter.

Xia Yun stood alone under the sunset, watching the sunset and sighing endlessly.

Xiong stood behind Xia Yun from a distance, looking at Xia Yun's back, sighing endlessly.

The gang members of the platoon were standing behind Xiong Yu in groups, gritting their teeth towards Xiong Yu, and the sickle in their hands also made a howling sound, wanting to attack Xiong Yu, but there was no one to give orders.

After a long time, I heard an old man say, "Xiong Xuan, who killed the third master, was arrested by you?"

Xiong Yu heard the prestige, and between him, an old man with white hair and a deep face stood in front of the crowd with a paulownia cane, staring at Xiong Yu with his eyes like a torch.

Xiong Yu didn't speak, snorted coldly, turned his head and continued to look at Xia Yun's back.

The old man said: "You are the Xiong Yu who killed Sun Long, the third master of my platoon gang, and the Xiong Shou who is known as the cold-faced killer?"

Xiong Xuan did not turn around, but nodded with his back to the old man.

The old man coughed dryly twice and continued: "Why did you kill Gongsun Long? Do you know that you killed Gongsun Long but you were the enemy of the platoon gang? Do you still know that you are now at the helm of my platoon gang, but you can't escape?"

Xiong said coldly: "Killers don't need a reason to kill people. I want to go, but none of you can stop me. It's just that I don't want to leave now, I'm here, and the people I'm looking for. ”

The old man was shocked and said: "I heard that you are the apprentice of the tenth killer Xiaoyaozi in the rivers and lakes, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary." It's just that you seem to look down on my platoon gang and treat me like ants?" The old man finished speaking, glanced at the disciples of the Gang of People's Rows, and shouted, "Brothers, how did the three masters treat you when you were alive?"

"It's like a brother!" The gang members of the platoon gang shouted in unison.

"The three masters are dead, are you sad?" The old man continued.

"Sad!" The gang members of the platoon let out a deafening shout, and the sound shook the ground.

"Now that you see Xiong Yu, who killed the three masters, do you want to take revenge?"

"Yes!"

"Then why don't you make a move?" The old man said coldly, "Platoon Gang Thirty-six Sickle Formation!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, the gang members of the platoon suddenly formed a group of eight people, forming multiple circles, leaning on each other's backs, and the sickle in their hands also showed the blade side, constantly turning in circles.

And the old man who gave the order, at some point, stood on a specially moved table of eight immortals, and the crutches in his hand were raised above his head from time to time, shouting: "The wild wolf group in the east, attack!"

As soon as the old man's order came out, the eight platoon gangsters standing not far from Xiong Yu immediately scattered in all directions, towards Xiong Yu, and the sickles in their hands suddenly rattled, and when they arrived in front of Xiong Yu, eight sickles, almost at the same time, rushed towards Xiong Yu in different directions.

Xiong Yu didn't have time to make a move, but he heard the old man say: "The coyote clan in the west, attack." ”

Xiong Yu was fighting the eight platoon gangs of the wild wolf group from the east, but eight more gangs of the coyote clan came from the west, and the speed and strength used were far greater than those from the east. At this time, the Momei Sword had already fallen into Xia Yun's hands, and with his bare hands, he fought with sixteen outstanding martial arts platoon disciples, and he had already fallen into the disadvantage in the initial game.

The old man saw that Xiong Yu had fallen into the downwind, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, thinking that he wanted to be a big iron while it was hot. With that, he waved his crutch. The eight platoon gang members in the north all thought about Xiong Yu's opinion, and suddenly, the 24 Ming Pai gang members couldn't get through Xiong Yu's encirclement. There was no room for Xiong Yu to make a move, let alone attack.

"Xiong Xuan, you can kill the three masters with such kung fu, and you are in vain as the apprentice of Xiaoyaozi. The old man stroked his beard and got carried away.

Xiong Xuan said while fighting: "I can kill Gongsun Long with such kung fu, do you think they can trap me?" After that, the illusion technique in the "Phantom True Scripture" suddenly came out, and Xiong Yu's figure suddenly turned into twenty-four figures, so that the gang members of the platoon gang didn't know how to deal with it in an instant. The scythe in his hand didn't know who to slash at.

Twenty-three of the twenty-four figures were caused by visions. Twenty-four scythes, if slashed at the bear at the same time. Xiong Yu is bare-handed, and it is difficult to fight. But when the twenty-four sickles, each slashed at the bear in front of him. The real bear is just a scythe and a platoon of gangsters. The bear's fist of steel is enough to deal with.

What's more, Xiong Yu has been practicing the Jiuli Clan's martial arts "Phantom True Scripture" for more than a year, and his experience has also improved a lot. The combination of phantom and phantom before is almost to the pinnacle. One trick of illusion is enough to overwhelm the gang of the platoon gang, and the phantom of the confused mind catches the gang off guard.

"You, what kind of kung fu are you?" Although the old man was high, he was also dazzled. In astonishment, the twenty-four disciples of the platoon fell at the same time, unable to move on the ground. However, if you look closely, there is no blood flowing out of the body of each platoon gang member, and when you look at it again, you have been pointed at the acupoint, and you are motionless.

"Phantom illusion?" Xia Yun, who had been watching the sunset, suddenly turned around and said.

"Girl, what is a phantom illusion?" The old man exclaimed.

Xia Yun said: "I don't know what a phantom illusion is. A year ago, when I was in Tangjiabao, I heard a girl named Xiaolan talk about the kung fu of phantom illusion. But the real meeting is still today. At that time, Xiao Lan said that phantom illusion was a unique kung fu of the Jiuli clan. Unexpectedly, you are really from the Jiuli tribe. ”

Xiong was silent, silence was the best answer.

The old man said hesitantly: "In this world, is there really a Jiuli tribe?

Xiong Yu suddenly asked, "What legend?" Regarding anything about the Jiuli clan, Xiong Yu is very concerned.

The old man said: "When I was young, I once heard a legend of the Jiuli tribe. At that time, I thought it was a rumor spread by some good people in the rivers and lakes who were idle and accidental. But after meeting the people of the Jiuli tribe today, I really understood that the original legend is not groundless, and many times it is true. ”

As soon as the old man spoke, he no longer ordered the disciples of the platoon gang to continue attacking, but instead flew and jumped off the Eight Immortals Table. At this time, the old man looked nearly seventy years old. But the posture is as strong as a middle-aged man, which is really rare. What's even more commendable is that the old man's happiness happened to stop at a distance of one meter from Xiong Yu, and he landed smoothly without falling or swaying.

Xia Yun also slowly approached Xiong Yu, and said first: "Elder Qu, I also want to hear what the legend of the Jiuli clan is. ”

Elder Qu said, "Legends are legends after all. But if you want to hear it, I can also tell you. ”

At this time, the sun had set, the twilight was quietly rising, and the posture of the elder Qu, with a cane, looked even older under the twilight. And Xia Yun, who was holding the Momei sword in his hand, and Xiong Yu, who was bare-handed and staring like a torch, were beside Elder Qu, but they were like golden boys and girls, guarding Elder Brother and Elder Brother, quietly listening to Elder Brother tell an interesting story.

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