At a deserted wine stall on the outskirts of the town, a man in white paid a few copper coins for a bowl of rice wine, squatting on the ground and drinking silently.
Mr. Huang from the wine stall was also an easy talker. When he saw the men and women sipping their wine, he said enthusiastically: "Sir, if you drink like this, you will ruin the wine. We men drink, unlike women who use their sleeves to cover their drinks." Face, how can you not drink wine without raising your head? If you are worried about the money for the wine, I will buy you a few bowls. Otherwise, Xinghua Town will tell lies and say that the wine at my rice wine stall is not good, and everyone has to sip it in small sips. Then Isn’t it like destroying our signboard?”
The man in white smiled, raised his head, drank the wine, and threw the empty bowl at Mr. Huang, "If you don't drink, it's free. Here's another bowl."
"Sure, I need your courage."
Huang Gong from the wine stall once again scooped up a large bowl of rice wine for him, but he didn’t feel very distressed. Seeing no one around, he thought he might as well just be lazy, so he also scooped up a bowl of wine and started drinking. Sit next to the man.
"Wine is so evil. No matter how much you drink it, you won't be happy. It's true to that sentence. How do you say it? Will..."
Mr. Huang from the wine stall was stuck for a moment, as if there was something stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit out the next few words. The man in white smiled and said softly: "When you are about to drink, don't stop drinking."
"Yes, yes, that's the sentence! It's the same principle! I heard it was written by a certain poet. Not to mention that the officials all praised the writing. Even ordinary people like us think this sentence is too domineering. ! Every time I think about it, I want to drink three hundred bowls to relieve my anger!"
The man in white clothes listened to the chatter and kept smiling. He drank the bowl of wine. Mr. Huang from the wine stall wanted to scoop another bowl for him, but the man stood up and said with a smile: "No, two bowls." It’s just right, if you drink any more you’ll be in trouble.”
He picked up the two long bars on the table and carried them casually behind his back. He smiled and said, "To be honest, this is my first time drinking wine. The wine tastes pretty good."
"Sir, please stop coaxing me, this is my first time drinking."
The man in white did not refute and said: "If I have the opportunity in the future, I will come here again."
"If there is a chance in the future, I will come tomorrow."
Finally, the man in white nodded and said softly, "That's very good." Mr. Huang stopped wiping the table, raised his head and watched him go away.
After drinking at the wine stall, the man in white walked slowly along the stone road into the town and came to a huge stone similar to a boundary monument, with the three characters "Xinghua Town" engraved on it.
He rushed back to Xinghua Town from elsewhere overnight to intercept and kill the prince. Just last night, the martial arts master was carrying a spear with a head hanging on it.
Xie She, the eighty-year-old master of marksmanship in the World Martial Arts Review, was hailed by the world as "the man who revived the art of spearmanship." The man who held the top spot in the martial arts review once said: "Thirty years later, everyone in the world will know that the swordsman in white is the master of swordsmanship." name."
Xie She narrowed his eyes, took off the two spears from his back, and slowly opened the cloth. One of the spears was scarlet in color and exuded a faint smell of blood. The other spear was emerald green in color and exuded a faint cold air, but had no tip. .
Last night, when he was alone against hundreds of people, he only used a scarlet plum-blossom spear.
Today, the prince was intercepted and killed outside Xinghua Town. He thanked him for using his two guns.
He squinted and looked into the distance, and in the very distance, a white-haired figure slowly emerged.
And Gui Liu also saw the dazzling white snow at the end of his vision.
"Did you wear the soft armor?"
Wang Sizhi hummed slightly and looked at him nervously.
"You just stay here and act according to your own circumstances." Guiliu looked serious. He hesitated and said softly: "If, I mean if, I die, you can go back to the inn. I am in the house we stayed in. The hidden suicide note is under the bed. Give it to my mother. I believe that since it is my son’s last wish, my mother and my father will definitely satisfy me. "
"What is your wish?" Wang Sizhi's voice was trembling.
Guiliu looked away, looked at her with a smile, and said softly: "I promise you to rescue your father, and I will do what I say."
Wang Sizhi burst into tears immediately, her face covered with tears, "Goodbye, you can't die."
Guiliu rubbed her little head and his tone became gentler, "Be good, I'll be back in a minute."
He took a few steps, held the scabbard in his right hand, took a deep breath, and looked resolutely.
What about Grandmaster Wu Ping?
It’s you I’m going to kill!
Gui Liu suddenly started running wildly, and on the straight street, a man with white hair danced wildly, confusing the demon and immortal.
Wang Sizhi squatted on the ground slumped, feeling her heart pounding, covering her chest with one hand, her vision blurred.
The next scene was unbelievable. The two guns fired and dropped the emerald-green "green", and only gently held the "plum blossom" that was slightly longer than an inch.
He planted the plum blossoms heavily on the ground, holding the gun with both hands, his face expressionless.
As if to tell the man in front of me a truth,
You can never even take a step out of Xinghua Town without me shooting, intercepting, and blocking the road!
Gui Liu stepped up high, his body swaying, as if impatient, he swooped again and again. When he was less than twenty steps away from Xie She, he suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath and hit him with his whole body.
Although the Lushui sword is dull, the sincere sword energy contained in it is as heavy as a mountain. Xie She suddenly pulled out the plum-blossom gun, held it in front of him, removed the sword energy that was coming towards his face, and stabbed out a shot with his backhand, which was accompanied by a sonic boom. The speed was extremely fast, and Gui Liu barely reacted. After carrying him down, he staggered back.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xie She quickly drew out his gun again and pointed it sharply at Gui Liu's chest. Gui Liu twisted his wrist and slashed horizontally in an instant, once again unleashing an astonishing sword energy, forcing Xie She to give up the opportunity and have no choice but to retreat.
The two people's bodies were stretched several feet apart, and both of them were replaced by a breath of pure Qi. Xie She frowned slightly and asked, "Side hat sword technique?"
Gei Liu's arm holding the knife trembled slightly, and he needed to hold it with his other arm to suppress it. Even though he had evaluated Xie She's strength countless times, the real situation far exceeded his expectations. It had only been one round and he could no longer hold the knife in his right hand. At this moment, he understood the difference between the early stage of the fourth rank and the middle stage of the sixth rank, and the difference between a martial artist who had just entered the rank and a master of martial arts evaluation.
Xie She naturally saw the clues about Guiliu's right arm and said calmly: "It's beyond my expectation. Logically speaking, your entire right arm should be useless if you withstand the shot just now."
Guiliu took a deep breath and looked up at him, "Xie She, do you insist on killing me?"
"Someone paid a thousand taels of gold to buy your life."
Xie She picked up the plum-blossom gun.
Guiliu sneered, "How about I pay three thousand taels for my own life?"
"What do you think?"
Xie She held the plum blossom spear in his hand and stretched out his arm forward, "But don't worry, my shooting skills are very fast and will not cause you any pain. I will not cut you off until you are completely dead." head, go to the master to claim credit and receive the reward."
Guiliu slowly changed his sword to his left hand, glanced at the green gun behind Xie She, and said, "You only need one gun to kill this prince. You, Xie She, will regret it."
The dead silence lasted for a moment, and the next second the two began to collide.
Even though the left hand is not as good as the right hand in holding the sword, the intention of the sword is never interrupted, so he becomes more and more absorbed in it. Since the Plum Blossom Spear's offensive is fierce and almost unstoppable, they must use offense as defense, or fight each other for their lives. I want to see if you, Xie She, dare to sacrifice your life in exchange for mine!
When he was only a spear away from Xie She, Gui Liu turned slightly sideways, and the spear was half an inch away. The spear pierced through, causing blood to bloom like a plum blossom. This was also the origin of the name Plum Blossom Spear. Xie She also felt uncomfortable. He was hit hard on the chest by Lu Shui, a blunt knife, and he fell down.
Gui Liu slowly pulled out the tip of the spear and vomited out a large mouthful of blood. His face suddenly turned pale, and his sword intention began to become disordered. He exchanged moves with Grandmaster Wu Ping in a life-threatening way, which undoubtedly resulted in a loss of blood. Now he only felt that the overbearing spear power was traveling against his meridians, and his whole body hurt as if it was going to explode.
Xie She slowly got up after falling to the ground. Except for the blood on his chest, he seemed to be fine. He held his right hand empty, the Plum Blossom Spear slipped into his hand, and he strode forward again. Dressed in white and holding a gun, the figure was swaying like an immortal.
Guiliu covered his mouth with one hand, black and red oozed out between his fingers. The overbearing force of the gun damaged the meridians and internal organs. It was so difficult to take a step. He finally relaxed and sat down on the ground, completely exhausted. .
Is this the 80th martial arts master in the world?
Guiliu shook his head and closed his eyes.
In the distance, Wang Sizhi's face was filled with tears and she cried loudly: "Don't die!"
"I will use all my strength to send you on your last journey."
Xie She suddenly twisted his wrist, and the tip of the gun flickered slightly, turning from red to black.
Looking at that delicate face that showed neither sadness nor happiness, he only felt a trace of pity for the weak and said softly: "Life is boring, it's better not to come back in the next life."
Guiliu nodded, yes, life is boring.
You might as well not come in your next life.
A tiny golden light suddenly bloomed between the heaven and the earth. It was so fast that it seemed to cut off the mountains and rivers in this area. It flashed past and penetrated the chest of Wu Ping Grandmaster Xie She.
Guiliu smiled coldly, do you really think I am sitting there waiting to die? If you are not allowed to let Xie She relax your vigilance, what can you do even with this sword that you have painstakingly accumulated?
Xue Bai Zhuxian nailed Xie She to the boulder. A huge hole appeared in the chest of this martial arts master, and his soft armor was in pieces and soaked with hot blood.
The white-haired figure stood up staggeringly, taking one step at a time. As he walked, a pool of shocking blood dripped behind him.
Wang Sizhi quickly wanted to rush over to help him, but she read his lips and said, "Don't go there."
Guiliu finally moved slowly in front of Xie She, looked at the still-viable martial arts master with a smile, and said hoarsely, "You don't want three thousand taels of gold. You are really stupid to risk your life for one thousand taels of gold." of."
Xie She opened his mouth to speak, but blood suddenly poured out of his throat, and he struggled to speak out: "I can kill you just to bring peace to the world."
Gui Liu sneered and said, "When you die and say this underground, many people will definitely agree with you."
"Close your eyes."
Close your eyes.
Xie She nodded and closed his eyes. He was clearly on his deathbed, but before he died, he suddenly felt an unimaginable force. He grabbed the green gun beside him and stabbed it out.
The tip of the gun quickly enlarged in Guiliu's pupils, and he suddenly became motionless, stunned on the spot.
Wang Sizhi bit her red lips tightly, causing blood to ooze out. She fell backwards and fell into his arms. She looked at him unwillingly and tried her best to touch his face, but she dropped her hands and closed her eyes slowly.
Grandmaster Wu Ping Xie She was unwilling to die with his eyes closed.
Guiliu hugged her tightly, tears streaming down his face, and almost roaring madly, "Are you stupid! Didn't I tell you not to come over! I knew there would be that shot! There was no need for you to stop me!"
"Wang Sizhi, if you fucking dare to die in my arms, I will definitely not collect your body for you! Don't let your father live anymore, don't even live!"
The white-haired man cried loudly and hugged the woman in his arms tightly. He was so grief-stricken that he almost went crazy.
It turned out to be a life-for-life.
It's just my life in exchange for his.
