In an era when force is paramount, human life is of little value. The life of a little minion is worth at most two hundred taels. And that little bastard just lost his tongue, and he still deserves it. In this way, Jicheng could get a thousand taels in one mouthful, showing his aristocratic status. For a moment, the disciples of the Tiger Claw Gang didn't know whether to sympathize or envy the brother who had his tongue cut off!
Ji Cheng is already sincere, and all he needs now is Zhang Zilin's agreement. Then, he would gain face, and the injured brother would also have money to settle down. But people who learn martial arts are best to rely on their strength to show off their talents. When they see others shrinking, they will become more and more proud.
Seeing Ji Cheng's compromise, Zhang Zilin thought he was afraid that he would hurt Ji Changkong. In this way, my heart becomes even more demanding. He thought to himself that if he defeated Ji Changkong, he might be able to force Ji Cheng to take action. By then, if I can luckily defeat the rumored sword tyrant, then I will become famous in one battle.
Thinking of such good things, the brothers' injuries have long been forgotten, and only the desire for fame and wealth is left in their eyes.
Seeing the arrogance on his face, he snorted with disdain: "Money is nothing! The son of the mighty sword tyrant did something wrong, and he relied on me to spend money to settle the matter. When word spread, he was not afraid of ridicule from the world. Let him quickly draw his sword and fight with me. Dou, otherwise none of you will be able to leave my Tiger Claw Gang’s territory today!”
As soon as Zhang Zilin finished speaking, before Ji Cheng could say anything, he saw Ji Changkong starting to rush towards him.
Seeing that Ji Changkong didn't even draw his sword, and his movements were dull, he was like a stupid piece of wood. Zhang Zilin was overjoyed and struck with his sword.
A powerful slash of the sword struck the charging Ji Changkong in the chest! The onlookers all exclaimed that this sword was afraid that Ji Changkong would lose half his life even if he didn't die. Zhang Zilin succeeded with one blow, with a proud look on his face! However, the next second he was dumbfounded!
He clearly felt that Ji Changkong had been struck by him, but when the knife fell, he swung it away, and Ji Changkong's figure suddenly disappeared. Everyone else wiped their eyes. They had clearly seen Ji Changkong being hit just now, so why did he suddenly disappear?
Only Luofan's refined eyes could see clearly!
Ji Changkong was only five steps away from Zhang Zilin. His first two steps were not fast, giving the impression of a stupid rush to the eyes, but his last two steps suddenly increased his speed, and the last step was so fast that the eyes could no longer capture the scene.
This disharmonious speed can cause eye and brain disorders and even cause hallucinations! So when everyone saw the scene of Ji Changkong being hit, it was just an illusion of the brain, and it didn't actually happen at all.
And Luo Fan had only heard of this miraculous skill. This should be the secret technique "Crying Ghost Step" created by the "Nine Nether King of Hanging Coffin Valley" a hundred years ago.
The so-called "Crying Ghost Step" is a movement technique that mobilizes the sight and brains of both combatants.
The human eye is limited in the speed and color it can capture light and shadow, and the images captured are not synchronized with the brain. The average novice martial artist needs to see the opponent's moves before he can fight back. The master does not need eyes, and can rely on the instincts tempered by the body to face the enemy. In this way, the hand can be faster than the eye, and even the hand can be faster than the brain. But the real masters can not only make their hands faster than their brains, but also control their own and the enemy's brains accurately.
King Jiuyou is a generation of martial arts wizards and the founder of such ghost arts. He studied the relationship between human body structure and martial arts throughout his life, and finally created nine secrets, called "The Nine-Part Theology of the Weeping King". The Nine Parts contain hundreds of miraculous physical skills, and the Weeping Ghost Step is one of them.
However, a hundred years ago, King Jiuyou was surrounded and killed by the black and white forces, and all his nine divine theories were burned. I don’t know where Ji Changkong learned it from. It seems that Ji Cheng's son did not learn orthodox martial arts from a famous family.
Zhang Zilin's move failed and he immediately panicked. At this time, Ji Chengkong was standing beside him. He didn't even draw his sword, but poked Zhang Zilin's neck with two fingers.
Seeing that Zhang Zilin was about to be stabbed to death with a finger. Listen to the loud "dang" sound! That sharp finger was blocked by a sword! And the one who blocked him was none other than the sword tyrant Jicheng!
Although Ji Cheng blocked Ji Changkong's finger, the force of the finger was too strong and the sword was directly thrown away. The sword hit Zhang Zilin's neck, knocking him away with a bang!
The violent impact made Zhang Zilin feel dizzy and flushed. He was so frightened that he lay on the ground and clutched his neck. He thought he had been slashed in the neck. He was gasping for breath in fear, and his whole body was shaking with fear.
At this time, Ji Cheng's sword trembled in his hand, his face was embarrassed, and his heart was even more painful.
Ji Cheng didn't expect that his son's movement skills were so fast and his sword skills were so ruthless! Just now, I, a sword tyrant, almost lost my hand. But what made him feel miserable was that such a powerful Ji Changkong did not have a kind and generous heart.
For a moment, I had mixed feelings in my heart! She deeply regretted that she should have allowed Taoist Ziliu to take her son away. Now, although Ji Changkong has learned a lot of skills, he has become a cold and heartless monster!
Zhang Zilin gasped for a moment, then took away the palm covering his neck and looked at it. He found that there was no blood on his hand, and then he knew that he was not injured. It was just that I was scared out of my wits, my legs were weak, and I couldn't stand up for a while. Again, looking at Ji Changkong and Ji Cheng, their eyes were full of fear!
Needless to say, Ji Changkong is vicious and weird, but Ji Cheng is equally terrifying. Just the sword wind he brought out when he drew his sword just now caused severe pain like tearing his eardrums! I was frightened in my heart, these father and son were simply not human beings. No wonder there is a legend in the world that the Ji family, the most powerful family in Jianguan, has one hundred thousand children and one hundred thousand swords. It is a family raised by swords.
A group of disciples from the Tiger Claw Gang saw that Zhang Zilin couldn't get up, so they hurriedly dragged him aside. Pat his heart and rub his back to help him relax. They finally opened their eyes!
In the past, I always thought that I had some ability, carrying a broken knife, and dared to show off my power to anyone. Nowadays, compared with real masters, they can't even count as tricks. This book says, "Kill one person in ten steps, but leave no trace in a thousand miles." It must be people like the Ji family father and son!
Luo Fan was applauded in his heart! You really are in the right place to see the legendary Weeping Ghost Walk. The Nine Crying Parts of King Jiuyou are a magical assassination skill! From now on, I will learn some tricks from Ji Changkong no matter what!
Ji Cheng put away his sword and scolded Ji Changkong angrily: "You traitor! He wants to kill again! With such a violent temper, what's the use of learning this skill? Why don't you use your hands early to avoid harming others!"
On the contrary, Dugu Ling had a look of love on his face, took Ji Changkong's hand, and comforted him: "Kong'er. Your swordsmanship is too strong, and ordinary people are no match for you. In the future, try not to take action."
Ji Changkong's face was still expressionless, like a corpse that had been buried in the coffin for several days.
Zhao Liang recovered from the shock, looked at Zhang Zilin sitting on the ground, and said with a smile: "Now that the competition is over, you should be satisfied. Hurry up and take your brothers to treat their injuries. Seniors don't care about you, you have to know your own interests. !”
Zhang Zilin was helped up by two disciples. His legs were still shaking. He cupped his fists and said, "Farewell! Farewell!"
Ji Cheng waved his hand: "Wait!"
Zhang Zilin was frightened. Could it be that Ji Cheng wanted to take revenge on him? Now, he also regrets it extremely. He has nothing to do. Why is he looking for trouble with the Jiuguan Ji family? This is not an ant kicking an elephant, but looking for trouble on his own!
However, Ji Cheng took out a thousand-tael silver note from his arms and handed it to Zhang Zilin. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm really sorry for frightening you. Use this money to treat the injury of the brother who lost his tongue."
Zhang Zilin looked embarrassed, nodded vigorously, and then was helped away by a group of subordinates.
A riot ended.
The onlookers also went about their business, still talking with great interest. Being able to witness the scene just now was enough for them to brag about for a few days.
Zhao Liang ordered Luo Fan to take three detectives to the villages around Shuidang Lake to search for clues about Huo Bafeng's case. He led Jicheng and three others into the city.
Seeing Zhao Liang leading the people away with a smile on his face, Yang Xu complained: "Boss, you really know how to pick jobs. Leave the work of pleasing others to yourself, and let us suffer here! Look at Ji Cheng's son, he looks really good. It’s scary. He looks like an evil ghost and has a vicious heart. This guy would scare people to death if he came out at night.”
Liu Yihe held his arms in his arms and laughed along with him: "No! I am a hero and a good man. Ji Changkong's skills are really amazing, but his appearance does not match that of his parents. Can't he really be adopted?"
The three of them burst out laughing, looking equally careless.
Luofan didn't bother to care about these three incompetent agents, and simply gave an order: "You three, check the area, I'll leave first!"
