Chapter 70

For a moment, the old beggar was stunned and shook his head.

"You want them all? No, I can't. I can only get one copy. I've managed to get these, old man. "

Li Xiu Mou light turns cold, don't tangle this problem again, turn to ask a way.

"Are you the old beggar that a Xing sold to him at the price of ten dollars when he was a child?"

The old beggar glanced at a Xing's headless corpse, smacked his lips and sighed.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. He is one of the most talented people I have ever seen. That's why I passed on the palm of the Tathagata God to him. Now it seems that he doesn't have the nature to inherit my martial arts."

Li Xiu sneered and asked: "your martial arts? Are you the creator of the Tathagata palm

"I didn't create it, but why can't it be my martial arts? Who else in the world can do it?"

At this point, the old beggar was inexplicably excited, his hair trembled, his eyes flashed a few threads of madness and paranoia, and he took out some wrinkles in his thin books.

Seeing his reaction, Li Xiu could not help but see some strange things on his face. The old beggar seemed to be in some... Abnormal spirit.

Li Xiu seemed to poke his pain, and let the old beggar fall into a madness of resentment. He couldn't wake up for a long time. He grabbed the book in his hand and drank like a madman to Li Xiu.

"This is my martial arts. It's all my martial arts!"

"I'm a genius out of ten thousand! I'm number one in the world! Why can't I have martial arts circulating in the world, let the younger generation of the river and the lake be fascinated by it and fight for it! I... "

After drinking wildly, there was a lingering sound echoing in the courtyard. Li Xiu also understood what was going on, which made his face more strange.

In short, there are two kinds of talents in martial arts. One is a martial arts genius, like a "son of a bitch" in a knight errant line, like Qiao Feng. One is the genius of creating martial arts, like Zhang Sanfeng and Dharma.

This old beggar is a great genius in martial arts. Since the day he practiced martial arts, no matter what kind of martial arts, he has never had any bottleneck for him. In a short time, he can become proficient and exert his power.

He is only in his thirties and has won the first place in the world!

At the same time, he is also a mediocre person who creates martial arts. It's not that he can't create martial arts. When his martial arts accomplishments are beyond analogy, how can he understand martial arts easily? But the martial arts he creates are often unsatisfactory. It's hard to call him "unique learning". How can it match his position as the best in the world and a martial arts wizard.

This man is very strong and competitive in his life, but the more he asks for it, the more he can't do it. Over time, it becomes a strong obsession, which makes him crazy and crazy. He has a radical idea in his heart. He chooses all the major schools in the Jianghu, destroys many schools with unique skills, and almost takes all the unique skills in the world.

He wants to pass on these unique skills as an old beggar. After a long time, the younger generation in the Jianghu will always think that some unique skills are created by him, and then he can get what he wants and dissolve his obsession.

One man led to the gradual decline of martial arts in the river and lake a hundred years ago, and the peerless masters gradually disappeared, becoming what they are now.

It's hard to find a rival among the three masters of the marketplace in the river and lake. People like Bao Zugong, the rent-a-woman, have directly become legends. It's hard to find one of them in the poor life of ordinary martial arts people.

This is also the reason why the oil bomber repeatedly said before he died in the original plot that it is worthwhile to see such real masters as the charterer woman and the charterer man.

Because he was lucky enough to see the broken path of martial arts, it was not a legend that his internal power emerged through his body! One hundred years ago, Wu Dao Chang Rong was not a fictitious appearance made up by predecessors!

"I can't imagine that there was a surprise in the end. I didn't have to do a lot of work."

Li Xiu looked at the old beggar's shabby cloth bag. His eyes flashed and he murmured to himself.

This sentence pulled the old beggar back from his madness. He watched Li Xiu's face change gradually until he put some martial arts books back into his bag and threw away his old umbrella.

Li Xiu knew what he was thinking, but raised his hand to stimulate him.

"Come on, I have the best skill in the world. Kill me, it's yours. Of course, if you are killed by me, I will take all your martial arts! "

The old beggar's face was angry and ferocious. He waved his right hand to Li Xiu with his sword finger. Canliang's sword cut through the rain and killed Li Xiu, as if to split him in two.

Li Xiu held an umbrella in one hand and cut it obliquely in the other hand. The gas of burning wood knife was like a red long knife. He rushed out to attack the sword and met it fiercely!

Boom!

The two powerful internal Qi collided fiercely and spread away, which made the raindrops within two meters suddenly swing outward, forming a clear space in an instant!

In a twinkling, there was still a sword Qi with less power to break through the obstacles. It was still as beautiful and dangerous as before, and it cut Li Xiu.

Under the strong power, Li Xiu couldn't help squinting. There was a trace of surprise on his face. How could this breath of internal power be so familiar.

But without waiting for him to think about it more, the sword Qi in the electric light and flint had been cut in front of him. A cold color flashed on Li Xiu's face. With a cold hum, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the fierce sword Qi.

Bang!

Li xiuqiang's sword Qi was caught and exploded. The strong wind made his clothes hunting and his black hair fluttering backward. But his body still didn't shake. He was as steady as Mount Tai. It was still hard to shake under such a sword Qi.

The fifth layer of Tianqing Liuli Sutra makes him like black iron. If the opponent is holding the Yitian sword, he has to avoid it. As for the blow just now, it's a lot worse.

Li Xiu's eyes looked like electricity again. It seemed that the old beggar was also practicing the Nine Yang Scripture. It was not surprising that he had lived at least a hundred years, and his internal power was much stronger than himself.

However, Li Xiu didn't feel a bit flustered. After all, his basic martial arts was no longer the Nine Yang Scripture. Even after he got the Buddha's palm, he relied on the fifth layer of Tianqing Liuli Scripture.

"What a terrifying and overbearing skill! Boy, I'm not happy. I can make you die a little more happily

The astonishment just now caught the old man's eyes, which made him marvel, and his heart burst out with strong greed. Just now a blow, not to mention the hard wood, even the gold and stone, had to be broken by the sword. But this man resisted with his physical body. Maybe the best unique skill in the world is not just nonsense.

"Oh

Li Xiu sneered. He didn't want to talk to him. He shook his wrist and sent the black umbrella to one side. In a moment, he was full of energy. The whole body is thin, the muscles are slightly uplifted, and the power is surging. Standing there alone is like a towering green mountain!

With the sound of exhaling, Li Xiu stepped heavily, and the stone ground under his feet was like the sea water. Within a few meters, it was broken and spread!

With the help of his strength, Li Xiu leaped up like a great ape. He was as tall as a hundred meters. His whole body was full of Nine Yang Qi. He turned over and slowly stretched out his hand to press down fiercely!

Seeing the power of Li Xiu's leap, the old beggar's face changed dramatically. The way to lighten his body was understandable. However, the gravel powder with a radius of several meters was all caused by fierce force. How could it be done by human power!

Looking up, I saw Li Xiu attacking. The old beggar's expression was slightly loose.

It turned out to be the Tathagata palm. In terms of this martial art, the old beggar was not less confident than anyone in ancient and modern times. What's more, he was not as good as a boy with strong internal power. The old beggar's eyes flashed a little bit of color, and he also turned his palm up.

The two red gold fingerprints collide fiercely, and the aftereffects are spread out. A strong wind sweeps the courtyard. The mud flies and the rocks walk. The small buildings beside the courtyard tremble violently, like the shaking of heaven and earth!

Under the dark gray cloud, the old beggar did not dare to relax and stared at his sky.

Li Xiu's real Qi protects his clothes. His body is like a black steel cone. He goes through the old beggar's red gold palm. Then he swoops down on the old beggar like a carving bird. His whole body is full of evil spirit and powerful.

The old man's face changed dramatically, and his whole body bristled with sweat. He quickly stepped on his feet and retreated. If he was a little slow, he might turn into flesh mud!

Li Xiu turned hard in mid air, but he didn't have the momentum to release his strength.

With a loud bang, there was a terrible pit on the stone ground in the courtyard. The gravel collapsed and the dust rose everywhere.

At the moment of landing, Li Xiu looked coldly at him, shook his wrist and waved his hand, and hit a stone fiercely!

Gravel immediately very fast, bullets issued a dull sound explosion, through the rain to the old beggar ferocious shot!

Bang!

The old beggar was always on guard, and his strong body protection Qi was spread all over his body, forming a big ball of Qi. However, it was pierced by an ordinary gravel, only a few inches away from the key point of the old beggar's face.

The old beggar's eyes flashed a little fear and cold sweat. This is the emotion he hasn't had for at least a hundred years. But before he has a rest, there are several stones coming to him!

The old beggar didn't dare to be careless any more. He burst out and protected his whole body with all his internal power. Several stones blocked him one by one, but after the flying stone, Li Xiu came with him, killing him!

At this time, the old man did not dare to withdraw his true Qi and dodge. He was afraid that he would be found in the gap. He had to hope to block the blow and take a breath. He stepped back to open the distance.

Li Xiu's body was like a crossbow. As he approached, he raised his right hand like a knife to mobilize his whole strength and cut it off!

In the dark, the old beggar seemed to see a red thunder coming at him. He could not help but feel nervous and his face was full of horror.

In a flash, Li Xiu cut into the real atmosphere of the old beggar. Suddenly, he felt as if he had been hit into the mire, and as if hundreds of people were holding his hand. But the next moment, he cut away all the obstacles and took the old beggar to the core!

WOW!

It was like the sound of the sword splitting the skin and flesh. With a scream, Li Xiu waved his hand and returned to standing still.

In front of him, the skin and flesh of the old man's chest rolled up, and senbai's ribs were cut off. A wound several inches wide was across his chest and abdomen, and the five internal organs that were broken by the brute force could be seen.

"You!..."

The old beggar looked at his terrible injury in disbelief, then raised his finger to Li Xiu, his eyes were very angry, but he just vomited out a word and fell down, lost his life.

Li Xiu didn't take another look. He took a picture of the bag on the old beggar's body with dragon catching skill. After checking it, his face flashed a happy look.

When the two men were fighting, the old man always protected his whole body with strong Qi, so the bag didn't get a few drops of rain. Naturally, the secret book in it was all right.

With a wave of Li Xiu's hand, the long broken black umbrella in the distance suddenly dissipated and turned into a mass of ink, which returned to his hand. Then it condensed again and became a good black umbrella, just like at the beginning.

As Li Xiu launched his "power" and began to destroy the virtual world, everything outside the umbrella became blurred immediately. The next moment, he flashed back to his home.

Familiar furniture, looking up to the outside is just the sun, can not help but make Li Xiu give birth to some micro sense of time and space disorder.

Putting the cloth bag aside, Li Xiu sat on the chair, looking back on his trip to the virtual world, his face couldn't help looking happy.

In fact, the biggest gain of this line is not the Tathagata palm, nor is it a bag of unique secret books. It is that there are still many sources of the virtual world left after all the gains are realized.

Kungfu, the virtual world, is really a collection of spiritual ideas. Therefore, the source of the virtual world is extremely strong. In addition, the power level of the virtual world is too low. After all, there are more than 90% left, which will be of great use in the future.

Although in the virtual world, Li Xiu was almost immortal, and he lost only a little spiritual energy when he died in the virtual world, but all the efforts and things he spent to explore the virtual world would turn into nothing.

However, if there is enough source of virtual boundary stored in the "power" at this time, it will still be able to show it, which is much more convenient.

In the future, if we encounter a virtual boundary with a high level of strength but not a strong source of strength, it can also be used.

Moreover, according to Li Xiu's conjecture, when the power level of the virtual world he went through became higher and higher, it was impossible for him to realize all the gains and growth of the virtual world just by collapsing it. It would take several or even dozens of sources of the virtual world.

But fortunately, among the numerous virtual worlds, there are more kinds of virtual worlds, such as love, police and bandit comedies, and so on. He can destroy those virtual worlds in his spare time and accumulate the strength of the source for the future.