娜妲莉的情人

"Ha! "Hahahaha ..." Before brother Jue could finish, Gu Jiaolong laughed out loud."I thought you would have some brilliant idea ... But you\'re just saying such nonsense."

As he said that, he took a few steps forward. His eyes looked at Feng bujue, and his finger pointed at the middle-aged man."So, you\'re saying that the three of them can go against the entire martial arts world of the Central Plains?"

"Not just three." The middle-aged man continued,"there were ... Five people."

"Ha ..." Feng bujue laughed evilly when he heard that."Now, there are still five people."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man heard something from his words and his expression changed slightly.

"I think you should know that \'Jing\' is dead." Feng bujue said.

"I know," The middle-aged man said.

"But what you don\'t know is ...\'Flower\' s \'mission has also failed." Feng bujue said.

This news made the middle-aged man\'s expression turn gloomier than ever.

"That\'s impossible ..." He replied.

"Believe it or not," Feng bujue said."In any case, you are destined to die Here today. I don\'t think you have the time to care about others."

The middle-aged man fell silent, but not for long.

"Since you can see through my plan ..." When he spoke again, his voice had become very cold, and killing intent had already spread out around him."... You should understand that even if I\'m alone, I have a 90% chance of winning today\'s situation."

"How confident you were originally has nothing to do with me." Feng bujue, on the other hand, was not afraid at all. He read it out loud,"you just have to remember ... Since I\'m here now, you don\'t even have a ten percent chance."

These words were a little too arrogant.

At least to the middle-aged man, he was overestimating himself.

However, the players around him did not feel that way because ... The person who said that was Feng bujue.

One would never know if he was bluffing or just stating the truth. For him, the line between "impossible" and "possible" was very vague.

"Are you guys done talking?" Gu Jiaolong, who didn\'t understand what the two of them were talking about, spoke again. This leader of the sea Dragon Gate hated being ignored,"what five or ten people? You ..."

The moment the word "you" came out of his mouth, he reached for his waist and quickly drew his knife, the tip of which was pointed at the middle-aged man\'s nose.

The middle-aged man didn\'t move at all in the face of this sudden attack. In the end ... The knife did not touch him.

Gu Jiaolong\'s arm span and the length of the blade allowed the tip of the blade to be just two centimeters away from the middle-aged man\'s face.

"I don\'t care who you are, and I don\'t care what you\'re planning." Gu Jiaolong pointed his saber at the other party and said loudly,"I\'m also a reasonable person ... I have no grudges with you. As long as you hand over the sword dance grass record, I\'ll spare you ..."

,m He did not say the last word.

It wasn\'t that he didn\'t want to say it, but that he couldn \'t.

Leng yuqiu\'s sword was as fast as lightning.

When his sword pierced Gu Jiaolong\'s throat, the latter did not even have the chance to react.

"Some people\'s weapons, even if unsheathed, are no different from being placed on the ground." Leng yuqiu kept her sword under everyone\'s shocked gazes and said,"and some people\'s eyes ..." As he spoke, he looked at Luo can, Feng Meiyu, and the disciples of the three gangs,"... Although they\'re open, they\'re no different from blind."

"Leng yuqiu ..." Feng Meiyu immediately glared at Leng yuqiu with a cold gaze and said sternly,"what do you mean by this?" You want to snatch the food from our mouths?"

Her expression looked very fierce, not because she hated him, but more ... It was an instinct.

Just now, Feng Meiyu and Luo can had not seen where Leng yuqiu had come from and how she had drawn her sword. In other words, if Leng yuqiu\'s target had been her or Luo can, they would have ended up like Gu Jiaolong.

As such, Feng Meiyu\'s current reaction was like a weak wild beast that had encountered a predator that was stronger than it. She could only bare her fangs and brandish her claws, hoping to overwhelm her opponent with her aura so that she could gain the upper hand.

"Snatch food? "Hehe ..." Leng yuqiu laughed."Don\'t make me out to be like you ... I never said that I came to Lin town to snatch the sword dance grass record." As he spoke, he glanced at Gu Jiaolong, who was already on the ground."I killed Gu Jiaolong because ..." He took half a step back and turned to look at the middle-aged man beside him,"...He offended my master."

"What?"

It wasn\'t just Luo can and Feng Meiyu, all the martial arts practitioners in the open and in the dark, as well as a few players who didn\'t know about this situation, were shocked by these words.

Although they did not know the middle-aged man\'s strength, they had a rough idea of Leng yuqiu\'s strength.

Even if this man\'s martial arts were only slightly better than Leng yuqiu \'s, it would be difficult to predict the outcome of today\'s battle.

"Fellow sect Masters, swordsmen, and martial artists of the Central Plains ..." A moment later, the middle-aged man suddenly used his internal energy to transmit his voice."Since this is the case, I\'ll get straight to the point ..."

He had only said half a sentence, but many people were already sweating. Most of these nervous, fearful, and shocked people were quasi-first-class experts in the martial arts world ... It was precisely because their martial arts cultivation had reached a certain realm that they could understand how terrifying the internal energy of the person who had supported this voice transmission was.

"I am ... Heyang Shinji." When the middle-aged man said his name, everyone understood that brother Jue was not lying. He was indeed a Japanese."Using your Chinese saying ... I am the sect leader of the \'godly ultimate sword style\' sword sect."

This was not his first time in the Central Plains. His grasp of the Chinese language and understanding of China culture were probably deeper than many people in the Central Plains.

"Today, I\'ve set up this trap and invited all of you here for one thing ..." After introducing himself, he Yangxin continued,"I\'ve heard that there are many talented people in the martial arts world of the Central Plains ... I\'m not talented, so I would like to ask the heroes of the world for advice with my self-created \'godly ultimate sword style\' sword technique." He paused for half a second."Everyone ... You don\'t have to be so polite with me. I can accept it if you all rush at me or stab me in the back. As long as you can kill me ..."

At this point, he took out the item that everyone in the martial arts world dreamed of.

"Then this book," sword dance grass "written by" Sword Saint "PEI Yuan, is yours." Although the contents of Heyang Shinji\'s words were extremely unfavorable to him, his tone was still very calm. It was so calm that it made people\'s scalps numb."But ... If no one can defeat me today ..." He put the secret manual back into his pocket."Then ... From today on, I, Heyang Shinji, will be the commander of the martial arts world of the Central Plains. Whoever refuses to obey ... Within seven days, I will make his sect disappear from the world."

"What a joke!" Upon hearing this, Luo cruel couldn\'t help but interrupt,"let\'s not talk about whether you can leave this place alive today ... Even if your martial arts are really unrivaled in the world, do you think you can annihilate someone\'s sect with just the few of you?"

"What you said ... Does make some sense." He yang stopped the voice transmission and spoke to Luo can in a normal way,"in a place like the Jiang clan\'s Castle, it\'s easy to kill dozens of people. But a sect like your beggar\'s sect, which has members all over the world ... Even the Imperial court couldn\'t kill all of you back then, so I definitely can\'t do it. "

"Hmph ..." When Luo can heard this, he snorted coldly, and a trace of pride flashed across his face.

However, in the next second, he Yang Xin changed the topic.""But ... That\'s fine. I can only kill the sect leader."

Luo can\'s face froze, and his body had already instinctively started to circulate his zhenqi.

"If killing one sect leader isn\'t enough, I\'ll kill two. I\'ll kill whoever becomes the sect leader ... I\'ll also kill whoever was around him when I killed him." Heyang Shinji continued,"I think it won\'t be long before no one in this sect is willing to be the sect leader ... It\'s like a snake without a head. It\'ll soon be dead."

"Preposterous!" Luo can couldn\'t wait any longer. He shouted and immediately got into a fighting stance, wanting to strike first.

At this moment, Luo can was not in a hurry to make a move. It was just that Heyang xinci and Leng yuqiu were just standing there, and they were about to crush the crowd with their auras ... If gang leader Luo did not make a move, the gang members behind him would probably scatter and run away.

"Autumn." Heyang Shinji did not care about Luo can\'s actions. He called out to Leng yuqiu calmly.

"Master, do you have any orders?" Leng yuqiu could speak normally in front of her master.

He Yang Xin Ji turned to look at Feng bujue and said,""I want him alive."

"Understood." "Yes," Leng yuqiu replied. In the blink of an eye, she moved more than ten meters away from the spot and pounced on Feng bujue, who was on the roof.

Brother Jue was also very alert. When he saw this ... He turned around and ran.

Leng yuqiu was shocked by brother Jue \'s\' light-body technique \'. However, since he had already accepted his master\'s orders, he had to do his best. Therefore, he used all his footwork and chased after brother Jue.

At the same time, Luo can also made his move.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was the peak of external techniques, unparalleled in the world. Even if Luo can\'s talent was not the best, to be able to reproduce this lost martial art and integrate it, his martial arts attainments were also remarkable.

Right now, Luo can was using all his strength, and the power of his palm was extremely shocking ... Not to mention eighteen palm strikes, among the martial arts heroes watching the battle, the number of people who were confident enough to take two or three of his moves could be counted on one hand.

However ...

"This palm technique is indeed not bad." Heyang Shinji lowered his head and looked at the right arm that was still dripping blood. He commented calmly,"unfortunately ... Your skill is too weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo can staggered back two steps. His eyes bulged, and he slowly turned his head, looking at his right shoulder in confusion.

He couldn\'t believe it ... Not only did he not see the other party make a move, but he also didn\'t realize that his arm had been cut off ...

He was not the only one. The sect leaders and disciples of the various sects who were watching ... Did not see clearly what he yang Shinji had done either.

When did he move? When did he make his move? How did he cut off Luo can\'s right arm? And when did it return to its original position?

These questions were like a terrifying nightmare, quickly spreading in people\'s hearts ...

"There are too many unnecessary movements, and they\'re too slow. The speed at which my inner energy is circulating is also so slow that it\'s as if it\'s still ... My inner energy isn\'t that strong either." As he Yang Xin was speaking, he casually threw Luo can\'s arm to the ground."How can a person like you become a gang leader ... The standard of the martial arts world in the Central Plains is worrying ..."

He was obviously mocking them, but no one retorted.

What followed was Luo can\'s painful groan as he fell to the ground ...

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His actions instantly caused a chain reaction. The people from the sea Dragon Gate all ran away in the blink of an eye, not even wanting their young gang leader\'s corpse.

The people from beggar\'s sect were in a slightly better state than them. Someone in the crowd shouted,"quick, protect our sect master!" Then, a few beggar\'s sect disciples who were closest to him rushed up and dragged the unconscious Luo can back. They left with the rest of the group.

Now that these two sects had left, there was no need for the White plum sect to stay any longer. They were not stupid. They could tell that he yang xinci\'s martial arts skills were so high that they could no longer be replaced by the word "number." No matter how many shrimp soldiers and crab generals there were, it was useless to him.

He did not expect ...

"White plum sect members, hear my order!" However, Feng Meiyu\'s expression was surprisingly calm.

"I\'m ... I\'m here!" The disciples behind her also came back to their senses after being shouted at by her.

"Immediately split into two groups and retreat out of the town. If I don\'t come out by Shen hour, you can retreat to the headquarters and we can discuss further." Feng Meiyu gave the order with a very firm attitude.

As for her followers ... After a slight hesitation, they quickly carried out the order.

Unlike what was shown in many movies and television works, they didn\'t say,"Cult Master, we\'re not leaving!" Or lines like "we\'re leaving together "

The real martial world, the real people, at the moment of life and death, were often heartless. There were not many people who could put life and death aside to be loyal ... In fact, there were pitifully few.

Not long after, the White plum sect\'s members had all left. In the middle of the street, there were only four people, a corpse, and an arm left.

"From the looks of it ... You\'re planning to fight to the death." Heyang Shinji was not in a hurry to make a move. He knew that he could not be too fast if he wanted to plant fear in the hearts of those people.

Sometimes, fear did not come from the unknown, but also from understanding.

He needed to slow down the pace of the killing so that people could react to what had happened.

"I\'m not afraid of death. " What Feng Meiyu said was the truth. Her life had long been a tragedy, and after getting her revenge, all she got was endless emptiness and physical and mental torture, so she didn\'t care much about her life."But I don\'t intend to die in vain."

"Are you planning to take me down with you?" He Yangxin asked again.

"That might not be the case." Feng Meiyu said.

"Oh?" Heyang Shinji had already sensed the threat that was approaching quietly, but he still gestured for the other party to continue.

"Because ... There are many people like me who are not afraid of death." Feng Meiyu added.

When she said this, a few more people appeared on the street.

To be precise, there were five people.

There were men and women of different ages and sects, but they all had one thing in common-they all used swords.

"Scholar swordsman Xie Xiuwen, black bamboo scholar Meng He, heaven warping sword Qiu Baqi, poisonous Spider sword Tang Ling, South Sea camel immortal MA Tayun ..." Heyang xinci\'s gaze swept across the faces of these people one by one, and he named them one by one."Hmm ... It\'s almost done."

"What do you mean by" almost "?" Qiu Baqi was a thin man in his forties. He looked gentle, but his personality was impulsive and aggressive."Your lifespan?"

"Ha ..." Heyang Shinji chuckled, not taking the provocation seriously."What I mean is ... As long as you all stand here, most of the famous swordsmen from the martial arts world of the Central Plains will be here."

He was not wrong. Other than the two dead men, Duan Keyi and Daoist Mian, and Leng yuqiu, the inheritor of the godly ultimate sword style, these five swordsmen were the most famous in the martial world.

"It\'s good that you know. " Tang Ling\'s hand was already on her sword.

"I\'ll let you see if there\'s anyone else in the martial arts world of the Central Plains!" Qiu Baqi was obviously the kind of person who would give up his life for a single breath.

"First, I want the sword dance grass record. Second, I don\'t want to listen to you, so ... I think ... I should just kill you." Scholar black bamboo had a habit of speaking in an orderly manner, and he didn\'t like to lie.

"Hmph ... I didn\'t mean anything by that. As long as they\'re Japanese, I\'ll kill them all!" MA ta Yun\'s son, daughter-in-law, grandson ... All of them had died at the hands of the Japanese. It could be said that he had a deep hatred for them. Therefore, he didn\'t distinguish between good and bad people from the Japanese. He just killed them.

"You barbarian from the Wei nation ... Today, I will make you pay with your blood!" And it was not surprising that Xie Xiuwen would stand up.

This Xie family\'s head, who was already in a semi-retired state in his residence, had specially disguised himself and secretly come to Linjin town, just to be able to protect his grandson at the critical moment.

He had thought that his grandson had uncle Liu to keep him company, so he did not have to worry too much. He would only need to take action at night and on New Year\'s Eve.

He didn\'t expect that Xie Wuhua would die in an Inn in broad daylight.

Xie Xiuwen had been looking for Leng yuqiu ever since he had heard of his grandson\'s death. However, the latter had already left the inn by then and had disappeared without a trace. He had only reappeared here today.

Therefore, whether it was as a member of the Central Plains "martial arts world or out of personal grievances, Xie Xiuwen definitely had to come out and fight with the other party.

"Good ... Good timing ..." Heyang Shinji was fearless in the face of the five swordsmen and the White plum sect leader.

On the contrary, his face was filled with excitement.

"You guys don\'t have to be so polite ... The six of you can come at me together." At this moment, he Yang Xin Ji ... Untied the belt around his weapon and tore off the layer of rag used to wrap it.

Then, a 1.5-meter long unsheathed samurai sword with an extremely sharp blade appeared before everyone\'s eyes.

When he Yang Xin picked up his weapon, he finally showed his true \'stance\' and said,""If it\'s you guys ... You guys should be able to make me enjoy a little bit."