Ordinary people use their hands to shoot sword energy with two fingers as the edge. Usually only one shot is fired from each left hand. The farther the sword energy is from the body, the less powerful it is. It can also be shot with one finger, but the power is greatly reduced and cannot hurt the enemy unless There are exceptions for special martial arts and luck methods.
But such martial arts are usually very rare and only available to some sects.
Feng Mochuan didn't think Han Bing was a member of the sect, so he suppressed Han Bing's two sword energy and started to attack unscrupulously.
But he didn't expect the third sword energy to come from behind his head. He didn't see how Han Bing drew his sword at all. There was wind behind Feng Mochuan's ears. He tilted his head and the sword energy passed by his ear. When the sword energy came back, he saw Han Bing's right hand and both hands. Points to shoot out two sword energy.
Feng Mochuan was shocked and retreated hastily. Suddenly, wind blew behind his ears again, and another sword energy passed by. Regardless of his identity, Feng Mochuan fell to the ground and rolled to avoid the sword.
In desperation, Feng Mochuan fell to the ground and moved forward, reaching for Han Bing's feet with his hands, trying to destroy Han Bing's foothold.
Without looking, Han Bing jumped up with his feet, and the four sword energy whirled and cut straight down.
Feng Mochuan did not expect that Han Bing's use of sword energy was superb, and he held the sword energy with both hands.
But only two of them were supported, and the other two tore his arms to the bones.
Holding back the bone-deep wounds on his arms, Feng Mochuan tried his best to support his body with his feet and slapped Han Bing in mid-air with his palms.
Han Bing took his time and shot out two more sword qi. Sichuan Wu caught the sword qi with his hand, but Feng Mochuan was also shaken by the force of the sword qi and took a few steps back, leaving the range around Han Bing.
"Six Paths of Sword Qi!!!"
Feng Mochuan took a breath and felt a huge wave in his heart. Being able to use such a lethal sword energy so easily is definitely not something that can be done casually. It must be done according to a specific luck method, and this luck method is absolutely not possible. It will be ordinary martial arts.
"W-what kind of martial arts are you doing?"
"Sword of Compassion!"
"W-What?! The Sword of Compassion!"
Feng Mochuan was almost frightened to death.
"It's over now!"
The Cixin Sword Code is a unique martial art of Jinghai Cihangzhai, one of the five holy places. No sect or person in the world dares to learn it secretly. Those who know this martial art must be the people of Jinghai Cihangzhai.
No one in the entire world dares to provoke the Five Holy Lands.
Feng Mochuan lost all hope and his skills were three points slower. Facing the six sword energy sent out by Han Bing at once, he had no way to avoid it.
One of the sword energy penetrated straight into the heart, instantly cutting off Feng Mochuan's life. Looking at Zuo Huaizhi and Peng Han who were still fighting around him, he couldn't bear it, and shouted one word with all his strength before he died.
"quiet!"
Then the strong body fell down, kicking up bursts of dust.
Seeing their friend fall, Zuo Huaizhi and Peng Han were heartbroken, but what did the last word he shouted mean? The battle between the two of them and Wang Wan and Song Ling was also extremely dangerous, and they did not hear what Han Bing said.
Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet!
The two of them frantically recalled all the past events about the word "quiet" in their minds, plus Feng Mochuan's death cry.
The two of them already had the answer in their minds.
"Walk!"
No matter whether we win or lose this battle, we can only leave.
Feng Mochuan fell to the ground in just a few seconds before the two opened a fighting circle and rushed directly into the servants led by Wu Chuan behind to leave.
Han Bing and others did not expect that the two of them could escape so decisively, and it was difficult to pursue them despite being surrounded by nearly 2,000 people.
When Wu Chuan saw Feng Mochuan's tragic death, he didn't understand the meaning of the word "quiet", but after all, the Grand Master was also a mortal body, so why should he be afraid of nearly two thousand people?
Coupled with the pain of losing his son, Wu Chuan only thought about revenge.
"Kill me!!"
A dense crowd of people rushed towards Han Bing and others with weapons in hand.
Han Bing, Song Ling, and Wang Wan wielded their sword energy to kill the people rushing around them one by one, but there were too many people, and a few sword energy could not cover them all.
In addition, some weapons withstood the power of the sword energy, and his energy and blood were not flowing well, so he dodged and slashed in confusion.
"Kill one person and get a thousand taels of gold!" Wu Chuan shouted at this time.
These servants were full of evil and domineering, and they were all vicious people. When they heard that the master offered a large reward, they would kill several people like vicious dogs.
The sword was invisible, and the Grand Master Han Bing was unable to withstand the attacks from all directions one by one. He was about to be surrounded and annihilated in a corner. Suddenly, the servants who were killing several people in the front row fell to the ground for no reason. Everyone had a blood on both sides of their temples. Hole.
Then row after row of people fell to the ground and died like wheat.
Han Bing looked up and saw Master Huang Ling waving her hands constantly on the inn, taking away hundreds of lives with every stroke.
Han Bing felt both envy and fear in this situation.
I envy the master's unpredictable methods, but also have a deep fear of the unknown.
At this time, Wu Chuan was truly frightened. It was as if he was in Shura Hell. Two thousand of his servants died inexplicably, one after another, without any dodge or resistance.
Huang Ling stepped out from the second floor of the inn, slowly landed on the ground, and walked over the corpses of thousands of people to Wu Chuan.
Seeing the scene in front of him that was like hell on earth, with corpses mixed with blood lying on the street, Wu Chuan wanted to vomit but did not dare to make the slightest move.
Not to mention ordinary people, even Han Bing and others suppressed the sour water in their stomachs and did not show it to the outside.
Huang Ling walked up to Wu Chuan without a care in the world and looked at him without saying a word.
Wu Chuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed and said: "Sir, please spare my life. The little dog's eyes cannot see the mountains, and it has disturbed you, please..."
When she saw Wu Chuan begging for mercy, Huang Ling didn't let him finish his words, and cut off Wu Chuan's head with a wave of her jade hand.
"Walk!"
Han Bing and others followed Huang Ling cautiously.
Other people on the street will never forget the scene before them, this blood-red ground.
"Report! Sir, Wu Chuan and his men are all dead!"
"What!!"
Thirty thousand soldiers from Yuchuan County surrounded the area in order to give an explanation to the court after Wuchuan caught people.
The leading general was Wu Chuan's younger brother Wu Yi. Naturally, the Wu family spent a lot of money to buy this general position.
Killing two thousand people in an instant, who could do this? The spies looked from a distance and did not see Huang Ling take action, but the strong smell of blood could be clearly smelled from miles away.
"What can we do!"
Not far away, Huang Ling and others walked out slowly.
Wu Yi didn't dare to take action or let them go, so he had to bravely shout: "Stop!"
Huang Ling looked at the leading general in front of her and threw out a token.
Wu Yi caught the token, glanced at it and said tremblingly: "Jing, Jing, Jinghai Cihangzhai!"
"The people inside wanted to kill us. I was just defending myself. Besides, they killed my sedan bearer. Find some sedans to take us to Wushuang City!"
"Yes Yes!"
"Come here, send some girls to Wushuang City!"
His words were plain, but they showed his incomparable domineering power. Facing the Five Holy Lands, Wu Yi did not dare to refute at all, even if they committed extremely serious murders, including his own brother.
The horrific incident soon passed, and the news spread quickly. Wu Chuan and Wu Bo, the heads of the Wu family, the three major families in the Yumen Mansion, were killed. What angered was Jinghai Cihangzhai, one of the five holy places, which was once powerful. The family was instantly defeated and collapsed. The remaining members of the family ran away and fled, and their property was also annexed by the other two families.
The weather in July is hot, everything is growing rapidly, and green willows are blooming everywhere on the roadside. Qi Meng'er is young and lively, likes flowers and plants, and does not run around in a sedan chair to pick flowers along the way.
"Wow, is this Mohua?"
With a cry of surprise, even Huang Ling ordered the sedan to stop and walked out.
The ink flower is a very rare flower. Its flowering color is light black, slightly mixed with a hint of white. The color of each ink flower is similar. Put together, it gives people a feeling of tranquility and ease.
Huang Ling especially likes ink flowers and has planted many in the mountains. However, it is very difficult for ink flowers to bloom. They bloom only once a year, and the time is very short, about ten days. In addition, the flowers bloom at different times, not only in spring and summer. They have just begun to bloom. Even if someone plants a lot of them, they will rarely see all the ink flowers in full bloom.
However, the grassland in front of me was full of ink flowers.
Huang Ling's anxiety caused by killing people melted away instantly, and she felt infinitely comfortable as she gently touched the flowers with her hands.
"You guys showed me this grassland, and I will take every ink flower on it back to the mountain!"
Huang Ling gave instructions to the accompanying soldiers, after finishing handling the affairs in Wushuang City.
Qi Meng'er wanted to pick a few flowers, but Huang Ling stopped her. It was not easy for the flowers to bloom and leave a fragrant fragrance.
The few people continued to move forward. In Huang Ling's opinion, going to Wushuang City to kill Long Yu and the thief was just a trivial matter, and she didn't take it seriously at all.
But who can predict their future?
As a few people left, the ink flowers that were originally blooming on the grass quietly withered.
………………
As if it was her mission in life, night came again. Si Yemingli felt an indescribable feeling of anxiety all over her body. She was worried that Long Yun would break his promise, but also worried that he would keep his promise. This night was already her fifth day in Long Mansion. .
"Why doesn't your mother seem to know that you are injured? Why do you practice martial arts secretly?"
Finally, on the last day, Si Yemingli couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.
"Because in the eyes of my mother, I am no different than in the eyes of you. We are both a playboy. The reason why I practice martial arts secretly is because the emperor has long wanted to kill me. Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive today!"
Si Ye Mingli said in surprise: "Why, why?"
"I don't know why. Maybe it's because of greed? Maybe it's a stable country? Maybe..."
Long Yun did not finish speaking. All this was his feeling. He had lived in Long Mansion since he was a child and had not experienced too many things in the world. The origin of many things could not be known. Most of the possible things were told to him by his friend Liu Wen.
"When I was seven years old, the emperor came to visit me at Long Mansion. When he touched my chin, I clearly felt that he wanted to strangle me to death. I will never forget the angry and hateful look in his eyes. Later, I My friend Liu Wen told me that the situation is extremely difficult. Emperors of all dynasties would never allow a minister with great achievements to survive. It would be even more dangerous if he had a powerful son!"
"I see!"
Everything suddenly came to light, and Si Yemingli finally knew the source of the strangeness in Long Mansion.
"What can confuse people the most is a dandy who doesn't know the world and doesn't know the rules. But will the emperor believe it? The ancients said: wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines, wealth is the root of trouble, sex is a bone-scraping steel knife, and the qi is as follows Mountain tigers. Drinking, wealth and energy are nothing. Who would be afraid of a person who cuts himself with a steel knife all day long and empties his body at a young age? "
"It just so happens that when I was not yet accomplished in martial arts, my body was extremely weak. To outsiders, I looked like a person addicted to lust."
Si Yemingli listened quietly, and Long Yun spoke slowly. All the secrets that had been pressed in his heart for many years were released at this moment.
