Chapter 136： Thoughtless

Seeing Meng Luogong's righteous scolding, Pei Ziyun said that he really secretly admired: "Guo Xiong has been righteous since ancient times."

"Only a small bandit and a small thief consider themselves villains."

"Ahem!" At this time, Shen Wanlin stood up: "Well, you have raised me for so many years. I was worried about the outcome of my parents. I learned a little bit of self-defense in secret, but I didn't expect to use it today."

"Go to death!" At this moment, on the battlefield farther away, one man waved his arm and the hidden weapon shot.

Pei Ziyun fell down and turned into a dazzling ground streamer. The hidden weapon was empty, the sharp light of the wind broke, the right hand was broken, and then "sand" cut off half of the neck. The silhouette flashing was difficult. Distinguishing the entity, Jin Tie's cross-talking sound was deafening.

The sword is sharp, the silhouettes are separated, six people are lying horizontally on the ground, and even one has a sword in the ventral side, ejecting a lot of internal organs and screaming on the ground.

Pei Ziyun panted slightly, looking down, and saw a two-inch long crack on the outside of the left arm. This knife, if half an inch lower ...

Pei Ziyun stepped on his feet, his swordsman retreating back and forth, showing his fear.

"Meng Luogong, today is your death." With this resistance from Shen Wanlin, Pei Ziyun had already broken through the crowd and greeted slowly, with a heartbreaking light on his sword.

"This is the Yuanshen Royal Sword?" Shen Zhen swallowed a few more Dan pills while taking advantage of the gap, her face was slightly better, and she thought about this out of phase.

This is the highest masterpiece of the Shen family's Mingtu. Shen Zhen originally thought that he could be invincible, but at this time listening to them, it turned out that this was Taoism. It didn't seem too rare, and he couldn't help but clenched his sword.

"Who are you? I don't feel hatred with you, why should you be against me?" Meng Luogong asked, his face horrified, and this man was superior in martial arts.

"Yeah!" Pei Ziyun said nothing, just a sword. Meng Luogong saw this familiar move, that is, the same sword, two swords with almost the same arc.

After a sound, Meng Luogong retreated back and forth, a drop of hair fell, only a trace, the head was cut off, and a force struck, his face turned green, a mouthful of blood spit out, and gave birth to a familiar feeling, a long-lost fear This fear was gone for many years. He was injured and almost died more than 20 years ago. He hid his head and shrank, did not dare to show his face, and struggled to recover. Later, he painstakingly sent his sister to the Shen family. Since then, this fear has not been encountered.

Now tasting this long-lost fear, the old and new wounds are hurting at the same time-this "pain" is the unbearable taste, he hissed: "What kind of law are you doing?"

"This is not the way, it's the ninth and tenth rigid and soft, it seems that Xie Chengdong hasn't taught you." Pei Ziyun was about to pounce on it, and several knife hands pounced on it.

"Kill!" With the pill, Shen Zhen, who was breathing heavily, swooped up, his eyes full of intent to kill, with a flash of light, one screamed and fell to the ground.

"You guys stop me!" Shouted Meng Luogong, who did not know where the Xianmen disciples came from. At this time, there was no chance at all. Only leave first, then think of a way, or ask the son for help. .

On this idea, Meng Luogong went straight out of the temple.

Pei Ziyun killed him, Shen Zhen also covered her wounds and killed him. Shen Wanlin shouted, Shen Zhen looked back. At this time, Shen Wanlin had a hate in his eyes and killed him with a knife.

Several people rushed at a rapid speed, the long sword flickered, shooting fierce light, these knives seemed to bring a shadow of the Shen family knife, but did not pass the essence.

These knives are fierce to the outside world, but they are full of flaws for those who are proficient in the Shen family's knives. Under the knife light, blood is sprayed everywhere, and with the blood splashing, it is a variety of limbs.

Hands, feet, and heads fell with blood and made snoring noises from time to time. In the open space in front of the temple, a piece of water had accumulated. In less than one minute, the water was stained red. It became blood, thick and thick, and under the shimmer of the moon and the moon, there was a strange red.

"Oh!" The last knife fell to the ground, the wound in his throat was torn, and blood spewed.

"Gee!" Then a vomiting sound occurred. The two looked back and saw Shen Wanlin stuck in the ground with a knife. The whole person was vomiting. She had two knife hands lying in front of her and was killed by Shen Wanlin. Already.

"I have never heard of Shen Wanlin knowing martial arts before, oh, no wonder, there is an assassin assassin, Shen Wanlin can live a wedding, and he knew the sword." Pei Ziyun only understood.

Seeing that he fled to Meng Luogong, he was surprised. This man was fierce and vicious. In order to win the Ming and Baqing diagrams, he decisively confronted his close relatives. In order to be able to endure for more than ten years, he could secretly design a nephew from his bad reputation. Immediately after siege by dozens of people, a blow was not made, and there was a crisis of life and death. If such a person participates in the battle in a troubled time, he is qualified to become a star. No wonder Xie Chengdong was selected.

This is, how did such a person die in the hands of Shen Zhen?

Although Pei Ziyun was surprised, the task was urgent at this time, and she said to Shen Wanlin, "You take care of your brother, I will kill this Meng Luogong."

When he had finished speaking, he ran out. Seeing that there were still a few horses standing alone at the door without running away, he rode up and shouted "driving". This horse followed the figure of Meng Lugong far away and chased him up.

Shen Wanlin woke up and hurried to Shen Zhen: "Brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I didn't officially start the killing. The loss was not great and the wound was not serious. It was poisoned. I just took a few pills to detoxify. Although it is not very symptomatic, I can barely suppress it."

"When I go back, I slowly dispense medicine and detoxify." Shen Zhen was pale and smiled reluctantly, but he knew that even if the killing was not initiated, the poison and wounds hurt him a lot.

He couldn't say this to his sister. He took a bit of guilt and looked at Shen Wanlin: "Sister, I'm a drag on you."

"No, if it weren't for this, I would have married this wolf-hearted Pei Ziyun, and I would be miserable."

Shen Zhen nodded, and shifted the topic: "You're fainted. Did the person save you just now?"

"Yes, it seems the surname is Pei."

"Last name Pei?" Shen Zhen thought for a while, and didn't speak immediately. He said for a long time: "Despite the sword he used, the sword of our Shen family was indeed used for the killing."

"You haven't noticed that this person fought with someone who would know my Shen family swordsmanship. Every once in a while, every enemy killed, he learned a few more changes."

"The thirty-seven styles of the Shen family refer to thirty-seven changes in the family's swordsmanship, each of which is a killing strategy."

"I just saw that this man killed 16 people in a row. Twenty-one kinds of changes in the swordsmanship have been collected, which is incredible."

"The most frightening thing is that once you learn every change, it is very pure. It seems to have been practiced for ten years, with some slight changes. I think about it, and it is creepy-this is an improvement."

Shen Zhen said here, even showing fear: "This is really terrifying, surnamed Pei, Wu Linshi's family, who is surnamed Pei?"

Shen Wanlin was hesitant and said, "He doesn't seem to be a Wulin man. I asked him on the way, and he said that he was a scholar and a lift."

"Reader? Lift people?" Shen Zhen froze, flashing a flash of light, he opened his mouth wide, and couldn't believe it: "Is that Pei Ziyun Pei Jieyuan, who is famous in the state and should be happy in life?"

Pei Ziyun's big name, Shen Zhen has heard of it, but this is a person from two worlds, so Shen Zhen did not even think about it, this terrible person is the Manchurian Jieyuan!

"No, I can't catch up, I can only sacrifice this horse." At this time, Pei Ziyun spurred the horse, but he was not good at riding and saw that the speed of Meng Luogong's horse was much faster than that. The horse's eyes were immediately congested, and Mercedes went away with the same glare.

"Meng Luogong, you can't escape." Pei Ziyun approached.

"What demon method did you use for this horse? This is clearly an ordinary horse. How can there be such a speed?" Meng Luogong looked back, distorted expression, and resentment. Although he knew it was Taoism, he also cursed as a demon. No way.

However, it seemed that when he reached his destination, when he saw Pei Ziyun chasing, he immediately jumped off and fled into the forest on one side. Pei Ziyun leapt down and went straight into the forest.

The forest was not big. Meng Luogong passed through the forest and saw a big river. A big ship in front of him jumped up and jumped up to the deck.

"A response?" Pei Ziyun also jumped up.

At this moment, one person pulled out a knife. The knife was autumn water, and came obliquely. The light of the knife was instantaneous, and the singularity did not hear the wind and thunder, and shot an arc into Pei Ziyun's eyes!

It looks like a cloud, remembers the change of the wind, or thinks nothing.

"Chen Ping?" Pei Ziyun pierced straight out, Jian Guang was also thoughtless, with a cold and cold light, with a "slap", the figure was divided, the other party stepped back, the right ribbed shirt broke out, and a shallow sword appeared. The marks are a little deep, revealing the blue underwear inside.

"The Shen family's thirty-seven style?" Chen Ping was frightened, screaming at the chop.

"Don't you also make the Shen family's thirty-seven style?" Pei Ziyun smiled. "Meng Luogong and Chen Ping, you all stole the swords of the Shen family. The Shen family and your marriage are really blood mold."

"However, according to intelligence calculations, Chen Ping, you have only practiced this technique for three years, and you have advanced to the eighth position."

"Meng Luogong, you've lived on dogs all your life. The Shen family has taught you the sword technique for 20 years, and you have only reached the seventh level."

Meng Luogong was dismissed by this, his eyes narrowed, and he clenched his knife tightly: "You are a thief, how did you get the Shen family's thirty-seven style? Is it Shen Zhen or Shen Wanlin's scum?"

"Did you notice it now? Even if I use a sword, hum, you can see that you are good at conspiracy, but in Kendo, it is just ordinary."

Pei Ziyun sneered: "Let's go together!"

"Stop him!" Someone on the deck called ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The two people behind Chen Ping pulled out their knives almost at the same time, and they all made trouble.

Now the gang has evolved into a swarm. Almost no one will fight alone, except for a few people with particularly strong heroes.

"The shape of the cloud, the change of the wind, and nothing!" Pei Ziyun drank, the sword light turned into a rainbow, plunged into the two, and only listened to the sound of "噗噗 噗", the two of them stood up and called , A large crack was cracked, blood springs, and the internal organs are squeezed.

Chen Ping and Meng Luogong quickly gathered together, showing horror, and felt their hair full of hair: "The Shen family's thirty-seventh style is ninth or tenth?"

"You have cultivated to this level!"

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