Bai Yutang followed the sound of the Tianshan Sect's distress whistle, and the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Although it was dark at this time, most places in Chuzhou Mansion were still quite lively at night, but this street was still brightly lit and crowded at this time yesterday, but now it is unusually quiet.
There was no one who didn't say it, not even the insects.
The sound of the flute was still ringing, just in front of the deserted street.
Bai Yutang followed the sound of the flute and finally stood at the intersection of this street and another street.
Bai Yutang stood still, and the flute stopped at this time.
Bai Yutang stood still and didn't move, turned his face, and looked at a small grass shed next to him.
This hut was supposed to be used for passers-by to tie horses, and there were many straw piles in it.
At this time, there is a straw mat on the straw pile, and there should be a person under the straw mat, and you can see the hands and clothes corners exposed on the outside of the straw mat.
I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the kind of hand that is exposed has a red knot around the wrist.
Bai Yutang has never paid attention to such details, but sometimes, I don't know how to remember some things, and probably this is also a kind of fate.
Before he was in the reeds, the little apprentice of the Tianshan faction who was patted on the head by Tianzun and said, "It's grown so big".
As he bowed to himself, Bai Yutang noticed the red knot on his wrist.
A big man shouldn't wear this himself, he will wear this kind of thing, it's nothing more than two kinds of people, either a child, or a woman's little apprentice is at most twenty years old, and he should have no heirs, so the lover gave it.
Bai Yutang looked intently at the straw mat, the person under the straw mat had no breath, in other words, he was dead.
"Tsk" At this time, from the roof behind Bai Yutang, a slightly regretful voice came, "Aren't your defenses too high, you even turned your back to the enemy, or you didn't notice me at all?"
Bai Yutang didn't look back, as if he hadn't heard the man speak at all, he wasn't surprised or confused, his face still had no expression at all, and his eyes were still focused on the straw mat.
The voice on the roof sounded again, "Could it be that the legendary First Knife in the Central Plains is a deaf man, and the demon clearly said that your kung fu is similar to mine." ” At this time, Bai Yutang finally moved, and he walked towards the grass shed, still as if he hadn't heard the voice of the person behind him at all.
Walking under the grass shed, Bai Yutang stretched out his hand and gently uncovered the straw mat.
Under the straw mat, it was indeed the little apprentice of the Tianshan Sect, his eyes were open, there was no frightened expression in his eyes, a knife in the neck, a deep knife wound, but very little blood "It's so pitiful that he died at such a young age."
The voice behind him came again, "But I started quickly, he must not feel any pain at all, said that you are delaying time, that person clearly said that you are ruthless, and I was still excited for a long time." ” Bai Yutang stretched out his hand, gently closed the little apprentice's eyes, and stood up.
"Tsk."
The person on the roof shook his head and sighed, "So gentle, don't you say that you are Shura, am I deceived?"
Bai Yutang stood up, walked out of the grass shed, and finally glanced at the roof opposite.
The person on the roof opposite, wearing a red cloth robe, Bai Yutang frowned slightly, and there were only two people in red among the men he knew, Lin Yehuo and Zhanzhao.
Lin Yehuo is very red and gorgeous, and his robes are all kinds of good materials, always fluttering in the wind.
And Zhanzhao's red clothes are the most ordinary red cloth robes, ordinary cotton cloth, soft and straight.
Zhanzhao's red robe is very close to the style of his official robe, Bai Yutang has always felt that the official robes of the Great Song Dynasty are too ugly, the silk is unbearable, and the cloth is cold.
But such an ugly red robe is unusually good-looking on Zhanzhao.
Zhanzhao's appearance and temperament suppressed the red robe very well, this unique temperament of seeing aura in the ordinary, almost reshaped the aesthetics of the fifth master, turning the most unpleasant red into a super pleasing color, but at the same time, he couldn't see others wearing red cotton robes.
The person on the opposite roof was also wearing a red cloth robe, although the style was different from Zhanzhao, but the material felt very close.
The man looked very young, and he should actually be very young, twenty-five or sixteen at most, tall and thin, not good looking, a little big and small, if you look closely, there is a long scar on the eyelid of the left eye, probably this is the cause of the big and small eyes, but it doesn't look ugly.
The man also had a smile on his face, he spoke slowly, he wore red clothes, he always smiled at the corners of his mouth, and he spoke softly, but Zhanzhao was just right, and this one here felt very contrived.
Bai Yutang retracted his gaze and asked, "You are in the same group as those masked people."
"Oh, but they're the low-level of the fifth-layer, and I'm the second-layer master."
The man smiled, patted his chest and introduced himself, "My name is Mo Qi, and I am the son of Lord Mo." ” Bai Yutang didn't speak, and his eyes noticed the flute in Mo Qi's hand that the Tianshan Sect used to communicate.
The man also noticed Bai Yutang's gaze, so he simply jumped to the ground, and landed opposite Bai Yutang to take a photo nearby, the man smiled, "Oh, I really have a master's face, but my personality is quite disappointing." ” After saying that, he stuck the flute behind him, raised his hand, and a long knife flew out of his sleeve, "Do you want to avenge your friend?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the dead little apprentice of the Tianshan Sect.
"He's not my friend."
Bai Yutang replied lightly.
Mo Qi was stunned, "Oh, then you remember him for a long time." ” Bai Yutang looked down at the knife in his hand, "I just think it's a pity." ” "It's a pity" Mo Qi tilted his head in confusion, and then seemed to understand, "Oh, do you mean to die at such a young age?"
"It doesn't matter if you're young when you die."
Bai Yutang stretched out his hand, pulled out the Yunzhong knife, held it in his left hand, threw the scabbard into the grass shed, next to the wrist of the corpse with a red rope, raised his eyes, looked at the tip of the knife in his hand, and said to himself, "It's a pity that when you die, there are still people who can't let go." ” Mo Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile, "Usually people who use knives are the most particular about making knives, but you pulled out the knife early, ah I know, you want to use the missing step, right?"
Bai Yutang glanced at him and didn't speak.
"It's a very difficult knife technique to learn."
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Mo Qi smiled happily, "Is there a rhythm with a knife, usually it is to exert force, lift, cut or swing at least three steps, but if you don't have a step, you can omit the action of exerting force and lifting, and the speed will increase, and the force is not through internal force, but through the speed is also accelerated, only the master of the master can practice such a knife technique." ” Saying that, Mo Qi also pulled out the knife, in a posture similar to Bai Yutang, "However, I will too, am I not very smart" Bai Yutang looked at his posture holding the knife and roughly knew his type "Don't guess."
Mo Qi smiled, "I'm the same as you, it's the type of fighting with my brain, what move you're going to make next, I can guess Oh, we both have similar internal strength, you don't know me, I don't know what kung fu I usually use, but I do know what kung fu you use, someone told me, so you said you don't have a chance to win, I think I can kill you within a hundred moves." ” Bai Yutang didn't speak, kept his head slightly down, his eyes looked at the ground, and there was no expression on his face, he threw the knife in his hand sideways, held the knife, and slowly walked towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi was unexpected, "It's no problem to go so slowly" Bai Yutang walked unhurriedly, and the eyes of his eyes were cooling down little by little.
Mo Qi smiled faintly, "It's so murderous, don't you plan to capture me alive?"
"The family teacher has a life."
Bai Yutang's right hand lightly held the handle of the knife, the blade turned forward, and the cold light carried a solemn aura in the moonlight, "Those who kill the disciples of the Tianshan Sect will be killed." ” On the other side, in the barracks, the Chen brothers were looking at the sand table map in the study and analyzing the situation around the sea area, when they suddenly heard a strange wind coming.
The two were stunned, Chen Bang pulled out the knife, but it was too late to see the cold light flash in front of him.
At the critical moment, Chen Feng knocked his brother away, "Be careful" After all, the two brothers also have a good kung fu foundation, and this time they saved Chen Bang's life, but a bloody mouth appeared on Chen Feng's shoulder, and blood burst out.
The two of them fell behind the bookcase, and when they looked up, they saw that at some point, a person was squatting on the table, and he was stepping on the pile of sand representing the city tower of Chuzhou Mansion, and the flag was flattened.
The man was wearing a white cloak, and his hair was dyed or something, with a faint blue light, which looked very weird.
The appearance is not ugly, the skin is yellowish, the nose is high and the eyes are deep, not like the Central Plains, and the eyes are murderous.
He held a three-foot-long, thin silver sword in his hand, and when he saw the two of them dodging one of his swords, he sneered, "Not bad" Chen Feng and Chen Bang also stood up at this time, both frowning, this person spoke in a strange tone, with an extremely strong accent, it should not be Han.
Chen Bang realized that this person's kung fu was extremely high, and he should not be able to beat him, so he blocked Chen Feng behind him, "You go first." ” Where Chen Feng is willing to kiss his brothers, he naturally has a good relationship, not to mention that he is still a twin.
The man in white smiled, "Although it is said that it is the lackey of the Zhao family, but the brother's relationship is commendable, I will start faster."
It's just that before he finished speaking, he heard a "whoosh" sound of the wind, and subconsciously tilted his face back.
Just as he raised his face, a black ancient sword grazed past the tip of his chin, and the man in white had to turn it all over from the table to avoid it.
He fell under the table and took two steps back, and when he looked up, he saw a man in red appear on the table.
The Chen brothers are happy, "Zhan Daren" Zhan Zhao's knees were slightly bent at this time, his toes were on the edge of the table, his right hand was horizontally holding the unsheathed giant sword, and the scabbard in his left hand was the action he had just fallen, and the long hair that had been raised had not had time to fall completely, and Zhan Zhao had already flashed with his strength The man in white reacted quickly, leaned back several times in a row, dodged a few swords swept by Fa Zhao, and flew out of the window with a sideways dodge, and Zhan Zhao chased out of the window.
At this point, nearby soldiers all ran over and shouted, "There are assassins." ” The man in white fell to the ground, raising a puff of sand and dust, but he didn't have time to stand still, because as soon as he landed, Zhanzhao's sword arrived, and I don't know if Zhanzhao did it on purpose, every sword swept his chin to dodge, he had to turn his face up, and the person could control his face, but his hair and clothes could not be controlled, and he would float forward.
So a lot of white cloth and broken hair fell on the ground.
In the end, the man in white jumped out of the circle a few times, got out of the barracks and arrived in a deserted block, raised his hand to block, "Slow" Zhanzhao landed about ten paces in front of him, and looked up at the unusually quiet surroundings.
Zhanzhao's eyes narrowed, "When you came in, you used internal force to stun the people nearby."
The man smiled, "lest they come out and get in the way." ” Zhanzhao didn't have a smile on his face, and asked rhetorically, "You are a pig, you don't know that this kind of internal force will hurt people, the elderly and children will die, you are so stupid, and you have a white face."
The man in white made Zhanzhao stunned for a few words, and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you sure you are Zhanzhao, that person told me that Zhanzhao has a gentle personality?"
"He lied to you, you were betrayed."
Zhan Zhao replied, at this time, the clouds in the sky that originally covered the moon spread out a little, Zhan Zhao also saw it clearly, and he was even more angry when he saw it, and pointed at him with the Juque scabbard, "You still have a white face like this, take it off quickly."
The man in white frowned and looked at Zhanzhao, and the young man in front of him had an extraordinarily well-behaved and flattering face, but this temper is really not as good as the legend, what does it mean to be "so stupid and not allowed to wear white, and you are not allowed to wear white if you look like this" Could it be that the Central Plains people stipulate that those who wear white must be handsome and smart Zhan Zhao glanced at the sword in his hand again, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "You and Wusu are also Master Mo's subordinates."
The man in white smiled, "I'm not at the same level as Wusu."
"I see."
Zhan Zhao nodded, "You're obviously more annoying." ” The corners of the man in white's mouth twitched, his original Chinese language was not very good, Zhanzhao felt awkward when he saw him dressed in white, plus he almost succeeded in sneaking up on the Chen brothers, and the most important thing was that he hurt innocent people, it was simply unforgivable.
At this time, Zhanzhao was unhappy to the extreme, and he had already switched to the mode of a pure black cat.
"I'm the second layer, they're just the fifth layer."
The man in white smiled, "My name is Mo Yu, the son of Lord Mo." ” Zhan Zhao nodded, "Your father definitely doesn't love you, otherwise whoever names his child a cuttlefish might as well simply call it a squid." ” Mo Yu felt inexplicable, pointed at Zhanzhao and asked, "Why do you speak so ugly, you obviously say that you are loved by everyone?"
Zhan Zhao nodded very appreciatively, "So you're not human."
Squid. ” Mo Yu could only roll his eyes Who knew that Zhanzhao's teeth were grinding, "Don't roll your eyes in white, you're sick" Mo Yuxin said, you are sick, do you wear white clothes to provoke you Raising the sword in his hand, the blade of the sword pointed directly at Mo Yu, Zhanzhao's left hand was gently placed on the side of his right elbow, and he raised his eyes to look at him, "It seems that you are prepared." ” Mo Yu smiled, also raised his sword, and made almost the same action as Zhan Zhao, "You are the type with excellent talent, fighting is completely instinctive, so coincidental, I also know what kind of kung fu you are good at, if you are good at it, you have weaknesses, our internal strength is almost the same, do you say that you are dead today" Zhan Zhao looked at him for a while, and finally smiled.
Zhan Zhao laughed, but Mo Yu was stunned, thinking that maybe this person was indeed a gentle and likable personality on weekdays.
Zhan Zhao restrained his smile, flicked his sword, walked forward slowly, and walked straight towards Mo Yu, his steps gradually became faster, and finally he suddenly jumped up Mo Yu was startled, and while looking up, he felt the wind behind him hurriedly retreat on one side, and Zhan Zhao, who suddenly appeared behind him, swung his sword over, and Mo Yu's white clothes were "stabbed" on the back.
As soon as Mo Yu stood firm, Zhan Zhao flashed to the front.
Mo Yu instinctively leaned back, and there was another "stab" in his chest, a big mouth.
Mo Yu looked at his torn white clothes, fortunately he was wearing a black undershirt, otherwise he wouldn't be naked, showing what was wrong "Talent" Zhanzhao sneered, "Can you fly?"
After saying that, Mo Yu saw Zhan Zhao jump directly into the sky While Mo Yu raised his face, he heard the wind in his ears again, and hurriedly turned his head and his clothes were swept through the collar to look again, leaving only a black undershirt, and the white robe was left with the hem, which was similar to wearing this white skirt.
Mo Yu couldn't cry or laugh, "Is this pleasing to the eye?"
Zhan Zhao shook off a strip of white cloth hanging on his sword and asked, "Why did you come to the Central Plains and kill so many people?"
Mo Yu's eyes lit up, "revenge" "Yes" Zhanzhao nodded, "There is a debtor and a master, who has dug up your ancestral grave on this street?"
"No way."
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Mo Yu sneered, "For a better future, some bloodshed is necessary. ” "What is the difference between your argument and the faint king who decided to exchange the life of a prisoner for the pirates" Zhan Zhao raised his sword, "Kneel down and confess to those who have taken away their future from you, they are the same as your ancestors who died tragically, and you are the same as the murderer back then, killing people to pay for their lives" At the top of the lookout, Tianzun clearly felt the internal force of Yutang and Zhanzhao, and the inexplicable seriousness of the two was beyond Tianzun's expectations.
The opponent's forehead is indeed very high, although it is not clear how this internal force is obtained, but martial arts cannot rely on internal force alone to divide the victory and defeat.
If all external factors are excluded, the real competition is actually very simple.
Knife to knife is more than knife method.
Sword to sword, compared to swordsmanship.
There is only one final result, the strongest wins: