Seventy-six, Dongying Sword Saint (2)

Qin Chuan shook his head and said, "Zhuoma and I went to the southeast of the county, but the brothers of the beggar gang went to the north, so I never saw it. Well, the beggar brothers are meeting here, and it seems that something must be going on. I'm going to Shengquan Temple, the abbot of the temple, Master Fang Kong, has an old relationship with Elder Wu of the Baixi Gang, and they are also good friends!"

Zhuoma and Yi Wanyu said in unison: "I'll go too!"

Qin Chuan looked at the second daughter, pondered for a while, and said, "I want to bother the two sisters to keep an eye on the 'powder-faced demon fox Shen Yun' and others for me first, and see where they will live." I'll go back to you after I've got the beggars and the Baixi brothers!, I wonder what the two sisters think?"

Zhuoma and Yi Wanyu looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Qin Chuan was very happy, and immediately changed into a green cloth robe, took a long sword, and carried a dog-beating stick, and wanted to turn around and step out.

Yi Wanyu frowned slightly, and suddenly said: "Brother Chuan, you have to be more careful yourself! remember that if there are other accidents and you lose contact for a while, Senior Sister Zhuoma and I will be waiting for you in Dafeng Castle." Qin Chuan was moved: "It's still Yumei who understands my mind." He gave the two rockets to the second daughter, and said: "If you encounter danger, when it is really critical, you will launch a rocket signal for help!"

Dolma said, "Don't worry about us. There are also people from the Emei faction in the vicinity!" This time I came to the Central Plains, and the Emei faction also poured out. Since Meiyue Shitai descended, there are also more than ten masters.

At the moment, the three of them are divided into two ways. Zhuoma and Yi Wanyu finished cleaning up and went to follow the "powder-faced demon fox" Shen Yun and his party.

Qin Chuan said goodbye to his second daughter, and the morning light was faint. Jump out of the store and onto the long street. At that time, there were already early walkers on the streets, and breakfast vendors selling steamed buns, pancakes, and fried dough sticks were also starting to get busy.

Qin Chuan bought two fritters. Eat and walk. When I hurried to the Shengquan Temple in the north of Xiao County, the sky was already bright.

He remembered that the last time the third elder disappeared, he had spent the night in the Shengquan Temple, and he had talked with the presiding master Fang Kong, which was extremely speculative. At that moment, he strode to the door, stretched out his hand and wanted to knock on the door.

But as soon as he lifted the knocker, before he could slap it, Dou Ran heard a miserable cry of "ah" from inside the temple. The voice is full of poignant and tragic meaning, which is unbearable to hear.

Qin Chuan's heart sank. Immediately took two steps back, lifted his breath, and jumped into the temple.

But as soon as he turned around the wall. I couldn't help but exclaim, and in an instant, my heart was shocked and angry. I saw more than 20 beggars and monks lying in the courtyard, or their throats were cut. or the chest is cut. or broken hands and feet, flesh and blood are blurred, miserable, and there is no one alive.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of "choking" blades in the apse. At that moment, he took an arrow step and rushed to the backyard.

Running all the way, I saw the dead bodies of many beggar disciples and monks of Shengquan Temple. As soon as he stepped into the moon cave door in the backyard, he immediately saw the main entrance of the apse. On top of the three futons, three strange-looking people sat side by side cross-legged. They all closed their eyes and remained motionless.

To Qin Chuan's great shock, these three people were all dressed in hats and waists, and the blades at their waists were very different from those of Middle-earth, and they knew at a glance that they were definitely not Chinese.

Not only are they not Chinese, but the three are obviously not from the same country.

In a blink of an eye, Qin Chuan caught a glimpse of seven people leaning on the railing under the long corridor on the left side of the hall, including four monks and three beggars. Most of the seven people were trembling, their faces were like earth, and their expressions were extremely depressed. Qin Chuan recognized it at a glance, and one of the yellow-robed old monks was the presiding monk Fang Kong. His eyes were so sharp, and he immediately saw that all seven people under the corridor had been pointed at the acupoints, and they couldn't move.

He called out, "Old Abbot, what's wrong with you?" and walked forward.

At this moment, among the three people sitting still, the left hand of the person on the left raised slightly, and a round and dark thing suddenly flew out, choking and moving, the strong wind howled, and it turned half a circle in the air, and slashed at Qin Chuan's throat.

Qin Chuan was taken aback, and his body suddenly leaned back in a critical situation, and an "iron plate bridge" had already allowed the thing to pass by, and it could be avoided.

Unexpectedly, the thing was like a living thing, and it missed a blow, but it circled around the boss in mid-air, hovering and reverberating, and suddenly roared from behind, but when it heard the choking sound, it turned to the back of Qin Chuan's head!

Qin Chuanfu straightened his waist, he already felt bad, and when he was about to pick up the cloth bag with a dog-beating stick in his hand, it was a move "Su Qin's back sword". This move is to use a long stick to make the swordsmanship, which is fast and accurate, and it is also fast and incoherent, which is the exquisite move on the "Hundred Opera Secrets".

But listening to the loud sound of the "bell", Qin Chuan's hands shook violently, and the bamboo stick almost fell off. But the round thing was violently shaken away by his dog-beating stick, and the canopy rolled to the ground, dripping and spinning.

Qin Chuan squinted his eyes and glanced at it, and he had seen it clearly. I saw that the round thing was actually a swarthy, watermelon-sized iron wheel. It's just that the edge of the black wheel is polished so that the sharp tax is abnormal, and the gold is cut into jade, which is still better than the fast knife and sharp axe.

Qin Chuan remembered the shape of the wounds of the dead corpses in the courtyard, obviously killed by this thing, and immediately became angry, which inspired the hero's liver and gall, his eyebrows were straightened, his left hand pointed at the person, and said coldly: "What kind of person is Zunjia, he actually killed so many lives, it is really vicious!"

The man was a short and thin old man with yellow skin, small eyes, short beard, and pointed chin, and as soon as he said that as soon as the flywheel came out, there would inevitably be another corpse in the temple, but the young man from the Central Plains who broke in was not only unscathed, but also shook his weapon to the ground. He let out a sigh of surprise, his face was full of surprise, his eyes stared at Qin Chuan, and he asked in a stiff tone, "You, who are you?"

Qin Chuan snorted and said, "I'm just an ordinary passerby. Let me ask you, did you kill all these people in the temple?"

He asked this because he had seen the blades of the other two at a glance, and none of them looked like murderers who had killed the monks and beggars in the courtyard.

The man was a long-haired samurai in a wide robe and big sleeves, about forty years old. The sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, the nose is like a gall, and the appearance is very handsome. On his back was a long knife with a strange shape. He sat motionless, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate. The old man in the silk cloth on the right with a blue cloth on his head is dark-skinned, with a high nose and deep eyes, a thick beard on his face, and his complexion is quite similar to the first Kundapur monk in the heart meditation hall of Shaolin Temple, and most of them are from Tianzhu. Beside this man was a large yellow golden pestle. With such a blade, it is obvious that he is not a murderer.

The yellow thin old man on the left nodded loudly and said with a cruel smile: "You Chinese don't use it tightly." Shicai wants to bully us with more and try to drive us out of here. The old man was furious, and an iron wheel killed them all!

Qin Chuan heard that he was killed by everyone in the temple, and he really killed people like mustard. I couldn't help but be furious. Grabbing the void behind him with his right palm, a stream of air excited the black wheel underground, and the black wheel actually bounced up, and with a snort, it jumped into his hand. The black wheel is hollow and can be held in the hand.

He smiled coldly and hummed, "Looking at the dignity of the driver, he doesn't look like a Chinese. Tell me your name. Die again! Take your wheels first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he gave his right hand slightly. The black wheel flew out of its hand and shot forward. But when I heard the whining sound, the black wheel was so strong that it was dripping and spinning, and it smashed towards the door of the yellow thin old man like lightning!

The yellow thin old man was taken aback, looked at the way of the black wheel, shouted, closed his palms quickly, and clamped the wheel stiffly!

In this way, the Dongying warrior and the old man Tianzhu on the right opened their eyes at the same time, and the four eyes were like cold lightning, looking directly at Qin Chuan for a moment, and their faces showed a look of horror.

The thin yellow old man forcibly caught his black chakra with both palms, jumped up on the ground, and volleyed three hollow somersaults. When he could stand still, his burnt yellow skin was full of red, as if he was drunk.

Qin Chuan saw that the old man was able to take over the black wheel thrown by himself with his bare hands in the "Great Compassion Xuangong", and he was also shocked in his heart, snorted quietly, and sneered: "Your Excellency is so old, but you turn your head like a child, but you don't know what your intentions are?" Why, when you see us Chinese, you even forgot your name?"

The Toei samurai sitting in the center suddenly said, "Let me introduce you." This is Mr. Mustafa, the number one master in Luzon, and the most respected 'Master of the Xuanlun'. Young man, your strength is not small, what is your name, and report your name!"

Before Qin Chuan could answer, he suddenly heard a beggar in the left corridor of the hall shouting weakly: "Help, be careful, the subordinate is Jiang Chaoqun, the helmsman of Daxin! He harbors evil intentions, he is not a good person! It is this person who first instigated and summoned these Fanbang masters to challenge the Central Plains martial arts together. Gale Fort bore the brunt of it, Zhao Feihu and Zhao Daxia of Guibao were also killed by him, and the Lord of Qin Fort also suffered internal injuries!"

Qin Chuan was shocked when he heard this, raised his sword eyebrows, and asked, "Are you really the leader of the beggar gang Daxin Helm Jiang Helm?

Jiang Chaoqun coughed twice and said, "My subordinate got this news at sea a month ago, and he traveled from Fuzhou to Gale Fort to meet the gang leader. After arriving in the Central Plains, I heard that the gang leader was in Luoyang, so I ...... again, "Speaking of this, I coughed more and more." After he was injured, he was pointed at the acupuncture point again, where is the strength to say more?

Qin Chuan was short of qi when he heard him speak, obviously his heart was injured, and he was shocked to hear the bad news that Zhao Feihu was killed and Qin Yang was injured, so he waved his hand and frowned: "Let's talk about this matter slowly." Brother Jiang, is what you said about the killing of my Senior Brother Zhao Feihu true?"

Before Jiang Chaoqun could answer, the Dongying warrior suddenly stood up, stroked his waist with his left hand, looked up to the sky and laughed, and the sound shook the roof tiles.

Qin Chuan suddenly felt that an extremely strong air flow spread all over the surroundings, and the originally clear sky seemed to suddenly darken, Rao is internal strength was profound, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy in his head and black in front of him.

His heart sank: "This Dongying person is so profound!" At the moment, the qi is in the dantian, the soul is not wandering inward, the spirit is not wandering outside, and the "Great Compassion Xuangong" is concentrated in the body. In a moment, he adjusted his internal breath and calmed his mind, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that all the people in the apse were as white as earth, and their faces were painful and tormented. Only that day the old man Zhu sat still, obviously working hard.

When the Dongying warrior saw Qin Chuan, his expression was as usual in an instant, and he was shocked in his heart. He has always been invincible in the world, even between this smile, it is enough to move people's hearts, lose the courage of the enemy, and no one in the world dares to beat him. At this moment, I saw this middle-earth boy smiling at the corner of his mouth, with a nonchalant look on his face, were he not shock......ed?