"Fourth brother, wouldn't it be better for these two to fight and lose both sides? No matter who is more powerful, they are not all demons. What good will it do to us brothers!"
At this time, Huang Zhonggong looked solemn and said: "Second brother, be careful. These two people are top figures in the world. We must be careful when we speak and be careful!" Then he said again: "There are rumors in the world that Master Jixie is very powerful in swordsmanship. I didn't expect it. His internal strength is also extremely advanced, just listening to the momentum of the fight between him and Leader Ren, I'm afraid he is no less powerful than a half-armor!"
Speaking of this, everyone was a little decadent, thinking that a few of them were famous figures in the world before. Even if their talents were not high, they were still much better than ordinary people. Even so, they were not as good as a teenager in their inner strength training.
Time is short, the world is long, and the rivers and lakes make people grow old.
When they were young, everyone yearned for the pleasures of love and hatred in the rivers and lakes, but little did they know that once they entered the rivers and lakes, they were as deep as the sea, and they had no control over life or death.
If you can't practice unparalleled martial arts, you will either live with humiliation or die happily. This is the case for these four people. At this time, they are like old people in their twilight years. All they can do is sigh.
Before Jing Zhou finished using the seventy-two evil-proofing sword techniques, Ren Woxing in the dungeon was already breathing heavily. Steam was rising from the top of his head and his arms were trembling slightly.
Even though he had deep internal strength, he was old and frail, and after all, his energy and blood were not as strong as Jingzhou's. Even if he used all his strength, he still got hit by Jingzhou's sword several times.
Ren Woxing thought about using the Star Absorbing Technique to drain Jingzhou's internal energy, but Jingzhou didn't give him a chance. Every time he waved his hands towards Jingzhou, he would be blocked by an elusive long sword.
"Master Ren, how do you think of this swordsmanship? Do you think it is wise enough for you? However, in my opinion, your star-absorbing technique is very vulgar. Its power is not worth mentioning!"
This old man doesn't know how to write the word "bow down" without giving him a good beating.
Ren Woxing pointed at Jingzhou, his whole body shaking. He wanted to retort a few words, but he couldn't find the right words. In the end, he just snorted coldly: "You brag, you are extremely arrogant! When I was roaming the world, , you are still breastfeeding!"
Let me talk back now. If I'm not afraid of hurting him, I'm afraid he won't be honest.
While Ren Woxing was taking a breather, Jingzhou pointed his sword at Ren Woxing again. The sound of "pop" sounded like a broken bone.
Ren Woxing squatted on the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a pool of blood.
"Old man, this sword tastes bad! It just helps you to have a long memory, so that you don't have to stand up all day long. Do you really think that you will dominate the world for thousands of years?"
Jing Zhou put away his long sword, held it in his arms, and continued: "In this world, the big fists are the ones who speak. You have lived for so many years and you still don't understand? Even if you go out, you may not be able to win the undefeated Dongfang." Jianghu is just a joke."
Jingzhou knew the contradiction between Ren Woxing and Dongfang Bubai, and his words added more fuel to the fire.
Stimulate this old guy more, so that he can cause trouble in the world after he comes out. It is best to gather a group of people, kill him on Heimu Cliff, and fight the Dongfang Bubai to the death of both sides. Only in this way can he have a chance to pick up the slack.
He has been coveting this Sunflower Book for a long time.
This is the best magical skill in the world!
The Zixia magic power and the Yijin Jing have to be put aside!
The transformation of heaven and man and the growth of all things are the smooth road!
After saying that, Jingzhou closed the cell door with a bang, ignored Ren Woxing and walked out.
After Jingzhou left, Ren Woxing kept patting the surrounding walls in the dungeon and vented: "Dongfang Bubai, the little thief in purple, when I get out, I will kill you and cut you into pieces!"
"Ah..." Ren Woxing's words echoed around the dungeon, with reluctance, anger, and bitterness.
"To unify the world, yes, I want to unify the world for eternity, hahaha..."
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"Young Master, you are coming out." Seeing Jing Zhou coming out of the dungeon, the four people from Meizhuang hurriedly greeted him. They could hear the explosions from the fighting inside from far across the dungeon, so they didn't dare to look down on Jing Zhou, for fear of making the man in front of them unhappy at all.
I didn't expect that the person in front of me could actually compete with Ren Woxing on a par. Usually, they would deliver food to Ren Woxing through the iron door, for fear that Ren Woxing would be sucked in and drained of his power.
Even so, I am always on tenterhooks every time.
"You need to starve the old man in prison a few times to give him a long memory."
After saying this, Jingzhou's eyes seemed to flash with a light, staring at Hei Hei Zi, his dark eyes seemed to see through everything, and Hei Hei Zi was so frightened that a large piece of his clothes got wet on his back.
"Yes, yes, I will not dare to go against Young Master's wishes."
When Jingzhou first came in, the four friends of Meizhuang hadn't felt his aura yet, but after a fight with Ren Woxing, Jingzhou's aura exploded, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent to match his cold tone. The suppressed Huang Zhonggong and others could not lift their heads, as if they were still lying in the snow after being plucked naked, and their whole bodies were cold.
Jing Zhou saw the humble postures of several people and realized what he was like now.
He seemed to be more direct in his words and actions. His cold tone carried endless killing intent, and there was even more bloodthirsty thoughts in his heart.
Could it be that if you kill too many people, you will really disregard life?
Jingzhou's voice was slightly warmer and he said, "I heard that Huang Zhonggong has a unique skill. You can use the piano to emit invisible sword energy. It just so happens that I also know how to play the piano. Please take it out and let me take a look, sir."
He was very curious about such musical skills.
When fighting an enemy, he pours his profound internal energy into the sound of the piano to disrupt the enemy's mind and make the enemy's internal energy uncontrollable.
The stronger the opponent's internal strength, the more powerful he will be to the sound of the piano, which is similar to Huang Yaoshi's Blue Sea Tide Song.
In the original work, it would have been impossible for Linghu Chong to defeat Huang Zhonggong if he had not lost all his internal strength.
Regarding Jingzhou's request, Huang Zhonggong did not hesitate at all and replied neatly: "Master, wait a moment, I will go back to the house to get it."
After all, the lives of their brothers were in Jing Zhou's hands, and a mere secret book seemed insignificant compared to their lives. Moreover, a person with strong martial arts skills like Jing Zhou would not covet anything.
Jingzhou and others waited in the courtyard for less than a moment before Huang Zhonggong came back with the secret book and handed it to Jingzhou respectfully.
"I won't take advantage of you, just take this." After saying that, Jing Zhong took out a brand new book from his arms and threw it to Huang Zhonggong.
The four friends of Meizhuang all looked at the book and saw the four characters "Swordsman and Proud Jianghu" written on it. The black and white man took a breath of surprise.
What a big tone, this thin book actually dares to write about Swordsman!
This score was composed by Jing Zhou based on his memories from his previous life and adding some of his own emotions. Although he had never heard Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng's ensemble, in his opinion, this score was not necessarily better than those two. Difference.
Huang Zhonggong immediately turned over the book in his hand and saw that it was the score of a piano and flute ensemble.
The exquisiteness of the musical score was something he had never seen before in his life.
"Thank you, Master. In my opinion, this music score is much more precious than the Seven-stringed Sword."
Jingzhou's purpose of this trip was achieved, and there was no reason to stay any longer. He said, "Now that this score is in your hands, it won't be considered buried. Just stay here and watch as I do. I'll come back in a few days."
"Don't worry, young master, the four brothers and I will definitely watch over the leader Ren."
Only then did the four friends of Meizhuang heave a sigh of relief. Jingzhou had put too much pressure on them.
God opens my eyes, this person is leaving!
Feeling the layers of murderous aura on Jingzhou's body, the four friends of Meizhuang were really afraid that the man in front of them would draw out the sword in his hand and kill everyone.
It's not even half a day yet, but it feels like it's been longer than half a year.
Before anyone could take a breath, the gentle voice came over again:
"Oh, by the way, is there any place for fireworks in Hangzhou?"
