Chapter 3: The heroes of Wofeng Mountain fight for swords, and the four demons of Kang'an Village commit crimes
Chu Jianghan accepted his mother's fate and arrived in Henan in a blink of an eye. At noon that day, we were already seventy or eighty miles away from the house. But seeing that most of the land is bounded by plains, a small mountain in front of me is very conspicuous because it comes into view. From a distance, it looks like a rooster lying on the plain, surrounded by villages and trees.
As Chu Jianghan rode his horse forward, he took out dry food and ate it on the horse's back.
Suddenly he heard the sound of horse hooves and saw two horses galloping towards him. Chu Jianghan hurriedly moved his skills to listen to each other, and a hoarse voice said: "We have to speed up our pace. It has been three days since we received the order from the two uncles." Okay, such a delay is not worthy of scolding!"
A young man said: "What are you afraid of? Wo Feng Mountain is just ahead. You and I will be there in a few moments. Furthermore, this time, various sects are sending masters down the mountain, saying it is to protect the martial arts world. Who is not here for the sword? ? The sooner you and I go, the sooner we fight! I said, Senior Brother, can you be more thoughtful? "
The two couldn't stop bickering, but they heard everything clearly and thought to themselves: "It turns out that the last wave of martial arts masters came down the mountain for some sword. No wonder even the elusive Taoist Taoist from my faction came forward. It seems that This sword is definitely an extraordinary thing! I won’t waste much time on either side. I’ll go and have a look at the excitement. I want to see what kind of treasure it is and it’s worthy of so many people fighting for it!”
Having made up his mind, regardless of what the two men said, he rode towards Wo Feng Mountain and arrived at the foot of the mountain in no time! The farmers were busy, and every household was busy harvesting grain. Chu Hanjiang didn't care where the martial arts people were, but he chatted with an old warrior at the head of the field about Wo Feng Mountain.
The old man said: "It has been passed down from our ancestors that there was no such mountain here. I don't know when a phoenix flew from the sky. It lay here and never left. The phoenix slept here. As the sun changed and the moon moved, it transformed this mountain. Later, the nearby villagers thought that there was a phoenix to protect them, so they all moved here to settle. For the sake of auspiciousness, they called it "Kang'an Village". I don't know how many lives have passed. There are also rumors that a hero must have been born here, but after so many lives, , the residents here are just farmers and woodcutter, how could any great people be born?"
The old man was enthusiastic and talkative, and Chu Jianghan was intrigued by the conversation. He would add a few words from time to time. The old man and the young man got along so well that Chu Jianghan simply stayed at the old man's house that night.
It was about the second watch of the night when he gradually heard shouts and shouts from the back mountain. Mr. Chu got out of bed, left some scraps of silver, and went straight to the back mountain.
Before reaching the halfway point of the mountain, he suddenly saw a dark shadow flying towards him under the moonlight. Master Chu was frightened and hurriedly turned around and struck out with a palm. This move is called "Wind from the Ground", which was passed down by his mentor Ziyang Zhenren. There are three palm techniques. The sixteenth path is called "Wind Spirit Palm". The palm looks soft and soft, but in fact it has great power. It is as famous as the Qiankun Vajra Palm, which controls yin and yang. It is one of the two palm techniques of the Kongtong Sect to Zhenshan. .
Unexpectedly, the shadow turned out to be a strange man in black clothes. The strange man shouted and raised his palm to greet him. Chu Jianghan felt a chill from his palm directly to his chest. He immediately felt that his palm was numb and his blood was boiling, and he couldn't help but retreat. Two steps and almost fell. I thought to myself: It's so dangerous, this person only needs to use half of his strength, I'm afraid I will be injured!
The man in black was also shocked, but he was still in mid-air, and then he flipped in the air and jumped onto a big tree!
The man in black opened his mouth and said: "Good boy, there are not many people in the world who can catch my Xuanyin Palm! The name of Fengling Palm is well-deserved." But the voice was cold and biting, and it sounded disgusting.
Chu Jianghan couldn't take a steady breath, so how could he speak. The man opened his mouth again and said, "It seems that if I need to defeat you, I have to put in some effort, so that's fine! You're lucky today. Grandpa will leave first if he has something to do!" After saying that, he jumped into the air and disappeared immediately.
Chu Jiang was so cold that he received a slap for no reason and was almost injured. When he came back in one breath, he yelled: "Shameless old thief, don't let grandpa touch you next time, otherwise, I will definitely kill you alive." !”
Suddenly I heard a sneer behind me, and a voice like a silver bell came into my ears: "How dare you kill someone alive?"
Chu Jianghan was surprised again: "Is it because I'm not good at studying? Why didn't I notice someone appeared behind me twice tonight? It seems I have to practice more and be more careful everywhere. Otherwise, it will be really dangerous!"
When I looked back, I saw a person floating three feet away like a fallen leaf. Looking through the moonlight, I saw that this person was covered with gauze and wearing a tight-fitting black dress. His waist was thin or thick. Everything is just right. But when I saw her walking towards me, I smelled a scent that made me feel very uncomfortable.
Chu Jianghan had been studying in the mountains since he was a child. He had never seen such a beauty before. He couldn't help but have wild imagination and his heart beat faster.
The woman spoke again: "Have you ever heard of the Four Evils in Western Hunan? This is the leader of the Four Evils, the Nine-Headed Yama!"
Although Chu Jianghan had just entered the world of martial arts, he had heard the names of the Four Evils from his brothers on the mountain. These four people had committed murder and evil in their lives. Both the government and the black and white had tried to arrest them, but they all escaped. The boss was summoned. As the Nine-Headed Yama, he is particularly good at palm skills. The second and third brothers are twin brothers, and are called Black and White Wuchang. They are each good at using mourning sticks. The fourth brother is good at using poison. He is known as the soul-chasing judge in the world, and he is also extremely skilled in light skills. Dare to provoke anyone. People in the martial arts world only knew these four people by their titles but not their names, and they even avoided them for fear of being caught.
Chu Jianghan coughed and said, "Humph! Others are afraid, but I'm not afraid. If I encounter him, I'll make them look good!"
But the woman didn't say much, and just said: "What, are you from the Kongtong faction coming to snatch this sword too?" Without waiting for Chu Jianghan's reply, the woman said again: "I advise you to stay away from this place. !" After saying that, he touched the ground with his feet and flew into the air.
Mr. Chu secretly praised his handsome Qinggong! I also thought that if she could take off her veil, I would have to take a look at her before applauding her. I actually regretted that I forgot to ask her name just now. If I see her next time, I will definitely ask her name.
Just when he was about to take off, he heard the cry of killing suddenly. Chu Jianghan quickly used his Qinggong and ran towards the place where the cry of killing was coming. Sure enough, within half a mile, I saw a hundred or so people holding torches, lighting up this place like daylight.
Where the fire was shining, I saw two figures, one black and one white, rushing left and right, knocking down seven or eight people in an instant, and the screams of pain and shouts could be heard, it was so miserable. Chu Jianghan found a pine tree with dense branches and leaves several feet high, which was perfect for hiding.
Suddenly there was a loud shout: "Everyone, get back!" The sound was like a thunderous roar, like a thunderbolt resounding across the mountain. I saw a circle of flames forming a circle of about ten feet, with three or four floors standing inside and outside.
Seven or eight people jumped up in the middle of the circle. One of them was a bald monk in monk's robes and holding a demon-conquering palm. Although Chu Jianghan didn't recognize him, he knew he was a Shaolin eminent monk. The person beside him was a monk with a beard and a Taoist robe, but he was a Taoist from the same sect. The other monks in robes and Taoist robes were holding weapons. At first glance, they were experts from different sects.
After the chanting of the Buddha's name, the monk in front spoke: "The poor monk Shaolin Zhenzhen, I advise you to put down your butcher knife and turn around, and hand this sword to the major sects for joint disposal, so as to stop this martial arts killing!"
The two men in black and white clothes in the circle said in unison: "What a joke! There is a rumor in the martial arts world that if you get this sword, you will be invincible in the world. You and others, most of whom are monks, come here to fight. How about compassion and saving the world? Humph! It's really big. joke!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was already a tall man and a short man wearing Taoist robes, each holding a long sword and stabbed him. The two men in black were unwilling to give in. They each waved their mourning sticks and started fighting.
I could only hear the steel sword rustling in the wind, the mourning staff whirring with power, the place where the robe passed was still carrying a thousand pounds of force, and the shadow of the figure was like a dancing dragon. The four figures intertwined, leaving the juniors on the field dazzled and dumbfounded.
In the blink of an eye, fifty rounds later, seeing that the Kunlun sect's yin and yang could not win for a while, the Kongtong sect's iron-handed Taoist jumped out from the side, and used a pair of iron palms to use the Qiankun Vajra Palm to directly attack the man in black. Before the seventh or eighth round, the black-clothed Taoist People are gradually falling behind. Seeing this, the great monk waved his fifty or sixty kilogram magic wand, and came to attack the man in black. The man in black couldn't resist with a mourning stick. He had already been hit with a Zen stick on his left shoulder, and he staggered and was hit again. A sword.
Seeing that his accomplice was injured, the man in white on this side shouted loudly: "Damn it, boss, have you finished sucking the blood? If you don't come, we brothers will have to answer!"
When everyone saw that the demon was calling his companions again, they couldn't help but panic. Three more people jumped out and each used their swords to attack the white-clothed demon. Even though these two demons were highly skilled in martial arts, they could not withstand the attack from everyone. They were struck by swords before they could count and were already injured. The two of them leaned against each other, panting.
Suddenly, a white light hit the place where the two were leaning against each other. The two devils leaned over to give way, and something on the back of the man in black had already been picked off by the long sword.
When Mr. Chu hid in the dark and watched, it turned out to be the Thousand-Handed Sword he had teased last time. But when he saw him walking up to Junior Sister with his chest held high and his head held high, he said, "How is it? Junior Sister, if we agree to your request, we will definitely be able to do it." We can do it!" As he spoke, he opened the package and revealed an object. Chu Jianghan looked from a distance and saw that the object was about three or four feet long. It might be what everyone calls the Zhenyue Sword.
But Bai Arm Hook said: "I think it's better to leave it to Shaolin Master Zhen..."
Before he finished speaking, a thin voice cursed: "Ouyang, you are a junior, how can you hold this sword?" Chu Jianghan felt that the voice was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. The Thousand-Hand Sword snorted coldly and said lightly: "What? Brother Shi of the Kunlun Sect wants to snatch it away, can't he?"
"My two uncles have been fighting hard against all the teachers for a long time, but you took advantage of it! Humph! Humph! Good! Very good! Very good! Others are afraid of you, so what should I be afraid of with my sword?" Not necessarily, he thrust his sword towards each other. The sword technique was extremely sharp and exquisite. It was exactly one of the "Sword Crossing the Air" move in the "Twenty-Four Swords of Yufeng" of the Kunlun School.
The Thousand-Hand Sword Ouyang Yue abandoned the original sword in his palm and stepped forward with his right leg slightly. He only heard a sword chant and the cold air was overwhelming. The sword light flashed and a human head and half of the broken sword fell to the ground. The man named Shi He had already fallen to the ground, his body and head in a different place.
It turns out that the Thousand-Handed Sword actually pulled out the sword! Everyone was shocked, surprised that the sword was so sharp! What's shocking is that this junior is so vicious!
A hoarse voice cried bitterly: "Junior brother, not long ago you taught me to take my time and work hard, but I didn't expect you to leave before me now!" Several other disciples cried and cursed, kneeling on the ground to collect the body.
The crowd sang a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha! Sin, sin, sin!"
The words Yin and Yang were immediately raised in front of the person, and they heard only one voice: "Come and accept your fate!" One of the two sons of Yin and Yang struck Ouyang Yue's chest with his palm, and the other struck his sword directly at Ouyang Yue's right wrist.
Although Ouyang Yue had just killed one person, he was only relying on the sword in his hand. However, how could he cope with the simultaneous attacks from two seniors with profound skills? Within thirty or fifty rounds, the sword in his hand had already been snatched away by the two of them.
The two sons of Yin and Yang were enjoying themselves when they suddenly heard a thunderous roar: "Stop!" It turned out to be the great monk Liaoyin of Shaolin Temple. Chu Jianghan couldn't help but secretly admire: Shaolin Temple is indeed well-deserved, and the roar of the King Kong Lion is really amazing! Everyone was still in shock, and Monk Liaoyin said: "Everyone, please listen to what I have to say!"
Before he finished speaking, another black shadow went straight towards the two sons of Yin and Yang, and with two "bang bang" sounds, the two sons of Yin and Yang were knocked to the ground. The sword in their hands actually fell into the hands of a man in black robes, and a cold and bone-chilling voice spoke: Laughing: "I know that you, a noble family, act openly and aboveboard, but you are just a bunch of rabble fighting in a den, with no successors and no successors!"
However, Chu Jianghan recognized the person who had just attacked him. The injured two demons were immediately confident and said in unison: "Hahaha! As soon as our boss arrives, you can save your lives tonight!"
Everyone was shocked, but Taoist Taoist Iron Shou stepped forward to talk, "Are all the Four Evils in Western Hunan here tonight? Why don't you see the poisonous demon?" The big demon didn't answer, and just said: "What? By the way? You guys also want to stop my three brothers?"
But I heard one of the two sons of Yin and Yang shout, "What are you talking about? Everyone, come on!"
The crowd immediately surged, but among the juniors, who were afraid of avoiding these plague gods on weekdays, who dared to approach?
Chu Jianghan looked at it and laughed, and thought to himself: "What a hero! You talk about calming down the storm! It's really ridiculous!" While he was distracted, he heard a woman shouting. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Shen Qiuyue, whom he had teased that day. , I saw her wielding her weapon and attacking the Nine-Headed Yama! After a few moves, the long hook in his hand was knocked out.
In order to confirm what he had learned that day, Chu Jianghan had teased her with words. How could he stand idly by when he saw her in danger today? He was about to take action to save her, but he saw the figure of Master Iron Hands flashing out and attacking the Nine-Headed Yama. A pair of Iron Hand Taoists Flesh Palm used the unique skill of Qiankun Vajra Palm to fight.
Both of them were skilled in palm skills, and their moves were slow but palm-to-flesh. In an instant, they had already made seven or eight palm strikes. Taoist Iron Palm's face turned pale and he stood still, obviously suffering from internal injuries.
Upon seeing this, the great monk hurriedly used the iron staff weighing fifty or sixty kilograms, made a few feints, and then used his left hand to use the Shaolin Dragon Claw, only grabbing the sword and not letting go. Let’s compete in internal strength! When masters compete with each other, victory or defeat is often decided by a thin line. Everyone has always been afraid of this old devil and dare not step forward to help him!
One of these two people came from a well-known Shaolin Temple, the other came from Wuling Mountain in western Hunan, one practiced the Buddhist internal skill Yi Jin Jing, and the other studied the mysterious Xuanyin Gong. It is true that when you meet your opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent. How can you tell the winner with this skill? burden?
At the critical moment, Emei suddenly saw Thousand-Handed Swords coming towards him. He raised his sword and stabbed at Nine-Headed Yama. Seeing that the situation was not going well, the demon used his Xuanyin Palm with his left hand, aimed at Yin's chest and struck him. , Monk Liaoyin held the Zen staff in his right hand, and when he swung it to block it, it was already too late. He was beaten until he was dizzy, vomited blood and fell to the ground.
It happened that when the monk was injured and swinging his staff with the sword, Nine-Headed Yama shrank his hands to avoid it. The two of them let go at the same time, and the sword was thrown towards Chu Jianghan's hiding place due to the previous force. Chu Jianghan stretched out his hand to pick up the object without thinking too much, jumped up, and ran down the mountain in one breath with all his strength.
Everyone abandoned the three demons and searched for the sword where it fell. Where could they find it? At that moment, some people used their swords to cut down all the branches, but they couldn't find them. They also saw that there were countless dead and injured members of their respective sects, so they helped each other and left more than half of them. Those who are still unwilling will form teams of three or five and search all over the mountain.
Seeing that the search was fruitless, Nine-Headed Yama hurriedly called out to his fourth brother. The four of them worked in pairs and searched the village at the foot of the mountain to no avail. He went from house to house to search, raising his sword and killing all the attractive ones he encountered. Unfortunately, hundreds of families and hundreds of lives in a village were chopped to death by these four beasts wearing human skins, and then turned into ashes with a fire. In the following years, mules and horses came here, but they were beaten with whips and sticks and still could not move forward.
It’s true: God has no eyes, so he leaves this evil spirit behind to harm people.
