Chapter 37: The sword is like the King of Hell’s post, it is not in vain after leaving the hand

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Cheng Lingsu was originally calm and composed, but when he heard Murong Jingyue calling the old man "Uncle Master", his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he whispered in Hu Long's ear: "Brother, you must be careful about this person!"

Hu Long also guessed that the person coming was Shi Wanai, known as the "Poison Hand God Owl". This man's martial arts had reached a first-class level, and his methods of poisoning were far beyond the comparison of Murong Jingyue and others. Even though he and Cheng Lingsu had " The "Bing Xin Poison Preventing Pill" protection may not be able to resolve the strange poisons on the opponent's body. At that time, I was very vigilant in my heart, and nodded slightly to show my understanding.

At this moment, Shi Wan'an had already waved his hand to make Murong Jingyue stand up and walked leisurely in front of everyone.

Murong Jingyue followed him step by step, looking completely submissive to his junior.

Shi Wanai looked around at the rest of the crowd, and laughed like an owl: "You juniors, why don't you come forward and kowtow when you see my uncle?"

Jiang Tieshan and Xue Que also recognized each other's identity. Although they were both disgusted with this uncle who had been expelled by their master many years ago, they were even more wary of his martial arts and poison skills, so they had no choice but to bring their son forward and speak without embarrassment. Bowing and calling "Uncle Master" is considered a courtesy.

Shi Wanai didn't think much of it, and waved his hand to make them stand aside, then turned to stare at Cheng Lingsu with his two green eyes that shone strangely in the dim light of the lantern.

Cheng Lingsu regained his calm expression, curled his lips and muttered: "Master, he is the only one in his generation, so where did I come from? Master said that he had a junior brother in his early years, but because he abused poison and harmed countless people, he was killed by the master long ago. When Zu was expelled from the family, he seemed to call him some kind of 'poison-handed god owl' Shi Wan'ai, is that you?"

Shi Wanao was exposed in front of the little girl, but he did not show any shame or anger at all. He just smiled and said: "What abuse of poisons? What we learn is the art of refining and using poisons. Using poison to kill people is different from ordinary people." In the martial arts world, it is natural for people to kill people with swords, so why bother pretending to be a good person?"

Cheng Lingsu snorted coldly: "If you encounter a big traitor and evil, it may not be wrong to kill him, but you kill innocent people indiscriminately based on your own likes and dislikes. If not, how could the master expel you from the school?"

Shi Wanao shook his head and sighed: "Shu Zi is not qualified to discuss important matters. I don't want you to be so pedantic at a young age! I am too lazy to argue with you. I only have one thing to tell you. Now that the old monk Wu is dead, The lineage of Medicine King cannot be without someone in charge. I am determined to take over the position of leader temporarily and lead you to clean up the decline of our sect for many years. Which one of you supports it, and which one opposes it? "

Murong Jingyue was quite clever. He had already guessed Shi Wana's intention when he showed up. Hearing this, he clapped his hands without thinking and said with a smile: "Master uncle is the most respected in our sect, has the highest martial arts and poison skills." He is the most talented, and it is time for him to take over the position of head. My nephew is not talented, from now on I will only follow my uncle's lead!"

Not only Cheng Lingsu gritted his teeth at this completely shameless performance, but Jiang Tieshan's family of three also frowned at it.

Shi Wan'an, however, was full of ideas. He raised his head and said with a smile: "He is indeed a well-informed and knowledgeable boy. That's all, please step aside!"

When Murong Jingyue said "yes" and stepped aside politely, he turned to look at Jiang Tieshan and asked with a smile: "What do your family say?"

Jiang Tieshan had a bad look on his face and snorted coldly. Just when he was about to speak, Xue Que secretly pulled him aside and spoke first: "Uncle Master should be the leader. We didn't dare to have the slightest objection. It's just that Master was dying before he died. , I have passed on our sect’s most precious treasure, “The Medicine King’s Divine Chapter,” to my younger junior sister. If we don’t have this fundamental inheritance in hand, even if we all admit our junior uncle as the leader, I’m afraid it will be unfair in terms of reputation!”

But what she is doing is a series of poisonous schemes of "blaming Jiangdong for trouble" and "fighting between two tigers": Cheng Lingsu himself may not be fearful, but Hu Huan is extremely powerful. If Shi Wanai confronts these two, no matter who wins or loses , it can only benefit them, and if both sides suffer, it will be a huge advantage.

In addition to subduing a few juniors from the master's sect and seizing the position of master, Shi Wanao's most important thing during this trip was also plotting the "Yao Wang Shen Chapter". Hearing Xue Que's words, even though he knew she had bad intentions, he still turned to Cheng Lingsu and said: "Do you have the "Yao Wang Shen Pian" with you? Take it out and give it to me!"

Cheng Lingsu's pretty face flushed with anger, and when she was about to speak, Hu Long stretched out his hand to pull her down behind him, and said calmly: "Sister Su, why waste time with such a vicious and evil person? I'll send him away later!" "

Shi Wan'an's eyes were stern, and he said with a ferocious smile: "It seems that I have been hiding from the world for a long time, and the world has forgotten the illustrious name of the 'Poison Hand God Owl'. The calf nose, believe it or not, I only need to move my fingers to Teach you to live but not to die!"

Hu Yuan's right arm shook slightly, and a flying knife fell into his palm. The knife was one palm long and opened on both sides. The outline of the blade showed a graceful streamline shape. He stretched his palm flat, pressed the flying knife with his thumb and hid it in the palm of his hand. Only the tip of his middle finger showed a little glint of the knife like a cold star. He said in a tone without any fluctuation: "Believe it or not, in front of me, you didn't even move at all." Finger chance!”

This flying knife is another one of Hu Long's trump cards. The "Iron Sword Sect" is famous for its light skills and hidden weapons. After the disciples of the sect have mastered various hidden weapon techniques, they will often create their own Unique hidden weapons, Taoist Mu Sang in the early years used iron chess pieces, the one-armed Nine Difficulties used stainless steel beads, Lu Siniang used a double-edged flat needle that describes a miniature dagger, and Hu Long chose a relatively popular hidden weapon such as a flying knife.

On top of this flying knife, Hu Long simplified the "Iron Sword Sect" hidden weapon technique, supplemented it with natural divine power and deep internal strength, abandoning all tricks and pursuing ultimate speed and accuracy. Within thirty steps, it is almost like the post of the King of Hell. One strike with a knife will never come back in vain.

Hu Yuan also knew that due to the threshold of the innate realm, his flying knives were still limited to the category of "skills" and could not have a certain spirit and belief like "Xiao Li's flying knives" that had become a myth in his memory of his previous life. , and rise to the level of "Tao". But in this apocalyptic world of martial arts, where the road to innateness has been cut off, this flying knife is enough to threaten the life of any top master in the world.

This time, he still adhered to his previous fighting philosophy. To deal with these poisonous people, he would never get close to them unless he could. However, Murong Jingyue and his ilk can just pinch a few copper coins and use them as hidden weapons, while old devils like Shi Wanai are worthy of him using one of the three flying knives hidden in the gauntlet of his right wrist.

At this moment, Shi Wanai felt a great sense of panic in his heart. Although his left hand was raised on his waist and he was only a few inches away from the belt with hidden compartments to store various poisons, he looked at the opponent's fingertips that were disappearing and disappearing. The little bit of cold light that appeared, he inexplicably felt that the distance of a few inches was extremely far away, so far away that it was difficult to determine whether his fingers touched the belt first or whether the cold light hit his throat first.

The two sides faced each other ten steps apart for a long time. Cheng Lingsu, Murong Jingyue and others on the side were so nervous that they held their breath and stared at the two of them.

Suddenly, their eyes flashed, and they seemed to see both sides making moves at the same time.

When he looked again, Hu Long's right hand was still hanging by his side as before, but the cold light on his fingertips was gone; Shi Wanao's left hand was already pressed on his belt, but he could no longer take out the poison and apply it. action.

Because the flying knife originally held in Hu Long's palm had already appeared at his throat, and only a little of the tail of the knife was exposed.

Hu Long exhaled slowly, looked first at Murong Jingyue, then at Xue Que, and said with a calm smile: "Two of you, should you give me, Lingsu, an explanation for what happened just now?"