From extreme stillness to extreme movement, it only takes a moment.
Beng Beng Beng~~~
The nine big tendons in An Qisheng's body suddenly tightened to the limit, making a sound like a strong bow being fired in vain!
Old Taoist Wang Quan was depleted of energy, his internal strength collapsed, and his body was depleted, but his muscles were much stronger than ordinary people!
Even in Xuanxing, there are some martial artists of the older generation. Even though they are old, frail and skinny, they can explode with great force when they make a move. This is because their muscles have been trained to be extremely strong!
An Qisheng exerted force at this moment, and all nine tendons in his body tensed up, and he unleashed a very strong and fierce Tai Chi blow. If he couldn't kill a little bandit, he would have practiced boxing for so many years!
"Old thing!"
The other gangsters were startled and then became furious.
Zhengzhengzheng~
The next moment, a fierce sword light pierced the air.
The six gangsters broke out at once, and the light of Senhan's sword seemed to ooze blood under the red moon.
Stab~
An Qisheng's clothes on his chest and back were cut open by the blade at the same time, revealing his tight skin.
His mind was like a mirror, and he avoided the blade with just a hair's breadth while suddenly exerting force on his feet.
boom!
The blood is surging!
Under his torn robe, his muscles suddenly rose with anger!
As he whipped his arm, the steel whip-like arm suddenly burst out with terrifying power, passed through the gap between the blades, and hit a person on the neck!
Click!
Sweep one arm and kill with one strike!
"Old bastard!"
Su Er roared angrily and was about to take action when he saw the old Taoist whipping his arm like a whip or a knife, and abruptly broke the man's neck!
The head flew up, as high as the blood spurting out!
call!
Withdrawing his arm, An Qisheng showed no mercy, using his feet to move and move between the blades.
The fists were swung down, and the remaining five thieves all flew backwards. Their internal organs were either broken or their bones were broken.
The killing move of boxing is sure to kill if it is used.
Pa da ~
With a twist of his wrist, An Qisheng turned around.
Under the scattered white hair, his eyes were cold and flickering like a will-o'-the-wisp:
"I spared you last time, and now you're here to die again?"
"you......"
Looking at the withered old face like a ghost, the murderous intention in Su Er's heart seemed to be extinguished by cold water, and the arm holding the short knife trembled a little.
In the blink of an eye, all the seven brothers he brought with him had died horribly.
He couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Was this old ghost not injured at all?
"me......."
Su Er's throat felt itchy and his voice was astringent:
"Senior, senior, please spare me this time..."
An Qisheng's eyes turned with ripples:
"Speaking of which, I am very strange. Who told you that I was seriously injured?"
He was surprised that the bandits seemed to believe that he was seriously injured.
"Senior, did I tell you to let me go just once?"
Su Er swallowed, feeling lucky.
An Qisheng smiled slightly:
"You should know that I am not a murderous person, otherwise I wouldn't have let you go last time."
Looking at the seven steaming corpses, Su Er felt cold and uneasy in his heart:
"Senior, does senior mean what he says?"
An Qisheng waved his hand:
"explain!"
"It's Dr. Zhen. He deliberately deceived your two apprentices and defrauded your Taoist temple money. He was also afraid that you would not die completely. Those two little dongs and young heroes will cause trouble for him in the future...
He knew that you had a grudge against our Snake King Mountain, so he told us..."
Su Er gritted his teeth and confessed the matter.
"Zhen Rencha?"
An Qisheng's eyes narrowed.
This man was a good friend of the old Taoist. After he learned that he was seriously injured, he was waiting for him. According to the two little guys, he went into the mountains to find medicine for the old Taoist and has not returned yet.
Unexpectedly, actually...
"Senior, can I leave?"
Su Er held the dagger tightly, his mind tense.
An Qisheng glanced at him and said nothing.
I just shook my head in my heart, it was strange that such a person could become a bandit.
But think about it, what kind of qualities do you need if you are reduced to a bandit...
"Let's go."
An Qisheng glanced at him lightly, turned around, picked up the two corpses, and threw them to Su Er:
"Take your brother with you."
"Are you really going to let me go?"
Su Er subconsciously caught the body, which was a little incredible.
I came to kill him twice, how could this old bastard be so generous?
An Qisheng was silent and looked at him with a half-smile.
He mentioned two more corpses and was about to throw them to Su Er.
"Senior, I'll get it two more times!"
Su Er's expression changed and he shouted quickly.
These corpses are not light. Two of them already weigh three hundred kilograms. Two more bodies will be able to withstand it, but there is no need to think about walking when carrying them.
call!
An Qisheng ignored them, shook his hand, and threw the two corpses to Su Er.
boom!
The corpse came towards him, Su Er took it, and felt that the corpse contained a strange power that rushed into his lungs.
"you!"
Su Er's expression changed and he was about to drop the body.
An Qisheng had already followed, and the moment the body fell, he pointed it out, hitting Su Er's eyebrows.
boom!
The strength mixed with the internal strength was spat out.
Su Er felt a pain between his brows. Before he could say anything more, he fell into complete darkness with endless regret.
Plop~
Five corpses fell to the ground at once, blood soaking the ground.
"I didn't kill you last time..."
Looking down at the fallen body, An Qisheng looked calm:
"Because I can't kill you."
Having lived in two lifetimes, An Qisheng knew very well that facing someone who wanted to kill you, no words or words were powerless, and the only option was to fight back.
Killing them cleanly is the best way.
If he hadn't been unable to do anything at this time, he would have gone to Snake King Mountain all night long to eradicate the weeds.
Huhu~~~
The night wind blew by, and the smell of blood spread with the wind.
An Qisheng leaned down and looked at the eight corpses one by one.
It has to be said that this group of gangsters solved his urgent need. They actually found more than 20 taels of silver on the eight people. Counting the seven long knives and a dagger, it was a hundred taels a day.
"No wonder those young heroes like to eliminate violence and keep good people safe. It's such a good job. They gain both fame and fortune."
An Qisheng sighed and returned to the house with the money.
Naturally, there is no need to clean up the corpse. If a case is reported tomorrow, someone will naturally clean it up.
The gangsters in Snake King Mountain and even the entire Huayan Mountains are all rewarded with money. It has always been the basic custom of the young heroes to eat the bandits and eat the government.
Although he is a bit older, based on his mental age, it is not an exaggeration to call him a young hero.
.......
Early the next morning, the officials from the Yamen had already arrived at the small courtyard where An Qisheng lived, led by Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao.
"One arm cut off the head, shattered the sternum and pierced the internal organs..."
Several detectives checked the body and felt a little cold in their hearts.
This smiling old Taoist priest was really ruthless, and each of these bandits died more miserably than the last.
One of them had his intestines pulled out, so don't be too miserable.
"No problem?"
Several police officers were in a daze, and An Qisheng smiled slightly.
"Ah, no, no problem."
Several government officials came to their senses and waved their hands quickly:
"The Taoist priest killed all the gangsters from Snake King Mountain. The leader among them is considered a small leader. He will be rewarded with one tael of silver. The remaining seven will total one tael. When we report to the Lord, we will give the reward to you."
Several detectives forced a smile, collected the bodies, and hurriedly retreated.
Many of the surrounding neighbors saw the corpses with extremely tragic death looks, and their faces were as pale as dirt, and they were shocked.
So much so that when Jiang Tingting went to the wet market to buy food, she didn't even have to negotiate the price.
The deterrence of killing is evident.
An Qisheng did not take a medicated bath until the handymen cleaned up the yard.
He pulled a piece of cloth to wrap these long knives, took Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao out of the house and walked into the busiest street in Nanliang County.
"Candied haws."
The two little guys were holding a bunch of candied haws, which were delicious to eat.
An Qisheng walked straight to a weapons shop.
This weapons shop occupies a large area, with various weapons placed outside, and the faint sound of hammering iron can be heard inside.
"Shopkeeper, take care of these weapons."
An Qisheng placed the bundle on the counter.
The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man with dark skin and looks honest and honest.
He opened the bag and took a look, shook his head and said:
"Taoist Priest, the workmanship of these knives of yours is average. You can only buy them for seven or eight taels each at most. It would be troublesome for me to take them back and return them to the furnace. In this way, I will take seven knives for twenty-three taels of silver."
"Twenty-three taels? Not bad."
An Qisheng nodded.
It is normal for businessmen to lower prices, but he knew that the shopkeeper was not lying, because the weapons he placed outside were obviously much better looking than these few.
The marked price rarely exceeds twenty taels of silver, and is mostly around ten taels.
Don't think this is cheap.
There are differences in prices between Dafeng and other countries, but the currency in use is the same. They are all gold, silver, and copper coins.
Among them, one tael of gold is equal to twenty taels of silver, and one tael of silver is equal to more than one thousand copper coins.
And a copper coin, based on pure purchasing power, is already worth three or four yuan to Xuanxing. Twenty taels of silver is equivalent to Xuanxing's eighty thousand to one hundred thousand Xuanxing coins.
It can be seen from this that he is poor in literature and rich in military affairs.
Without money, you can't even afford the humblest knife.
Not to mention medicinal materials.
Taking a medicinal bath for half a month cost more than 30 taels of silver, which is equivalent to 200,000 Daxuan coins. Can ordinary people afford to take a bath for 20,000 yuan a day?
And this is still the case when Dafeng is relatively rich in products.
If it were another dynasty, the price would be even higher.
"Shopkeeper, what do you think of this dagger?"
Weighing the money in his hand, An Qisheng took out Su Er's dagger.
This dagger is about nine inches long and is of the same color. Its surface is so smooth that you can almost see it. Compared with those other knives, it looks much better.
"This dagger is quite sophisticated."
The shopkeeper’s eyes lit up:
"Looking at its shape, the person who made it was very skilled in craftsmanship. Its shape is similar to the legendary Blue Blood Moon Blade, one of the eight ancient celestial weapons...
If the Taoist takes action, I can offer you fifty taels of silver! "
"oh?"
An Qisheng's eyes moved.
This Su Er is too fat. The previous twenty taels of silver plus the jade pendant, including the dagger, amounted to a hundred taels of silver.
How could an ordinary bandit be so rich?
Even for a mini-boss, it's a bit too exaggerated.
Those who came with him were not worth a fraction of his...
But then, he suppressed his thoughts and asked instead:
"What are the heavenly weapons that the shopkeeper mentioned?"
"The Taoist priest actually doesn't know about the divine weapons?"
The shopkeeper was also stunned, and then replied:
"The Divine Weapons, as the name suggests, are weapons that can only be used by heavenly beings. The Eight Divine Weapons are the weapons created by the eight most amazing masters of heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years, and they also symbolize their inheritance. .
According to legend, those who obtain the divine weapons have the hope of being promoted to the legendary realm of heaven and humans above the first level. "
"The realm of heaven and man..."
An Qisheng couldn't help stroking his white beard, thinking deeply.
In Wang Quan's memory, he had seen this word more than once. Heaven and man seemed to be the lifelong goal of all warriors in the world.
Those heavenly beings in the legend have all broken the limit of longevity, shattered the heavenly gate and soared away.
The weapons inheritance they left behind.
How much power should it have?
An Qisheng felt a little anxious and asked:
"Where are those heavenly and divine weapons?"
The shopkeeper shook his head, somewhat dumbfounded:
"Old Taoist Priest, don't even think about it! Heavenly beings and divine weapons have to be peerless geniuses. At your age, I'm afraid there is no hope!"
"..."
