In the hall, there were all Jianghu people. Jianghu people were already rolling on the knife's edge. Seeing such tragic scenes of massacre, they couldn't help but feel frightened.
Some martial arts seniors and reputable people wanted to stop them, but their attacks were too fast. It should be said that they killed people too fast. Seeing such amazing sword skills, they were stunned for a moment. When they hesitated again, the ground was already littered with corpses. .
Dozens of corpses lay in a pool of blood.
Wherever one looked, everyone was shocked and frightened.
After a moment of silence, Yue Buqun suddenly said: "It would be too cruel for Ren Shaoxia to take action."
He turned his head at will, his eyes were like cold stars, but he looked at him with a smile.
"Since I'm killing people, how can I be cruel? Since I'm cruel, do you want to stand up for them? Master Yue also wants to die?"
As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall thought he was crazy. Just now, he had claimed the lives of dozens of Songshan disciples. Even the three junior disciples of the left master of the Wuyue Sword Sect died under his sword.
Haven't he killed enough yet? Are you still going to cause trouble for the Huashan Sect?
Yue Buqun's expression changed slightly, but his heart was awe-inspiring. With an upright expression, he said coldly: "Here are the heroes of the world. If you dare to commit any crime, Yue guarantees that you will turn into flesh!"
Ranran said lightly, "I don't believe it, why not give it a try?"
Master Dingyi was shocked and angry. She was already strong-willed and clear-minded, but now she could say this arbitrarily. Even if this person had saved her disciple Yilin, she couldn't bear it.
"Scoundrel, shut up!"
With a shout of palm, he struck towards Anyi.
Master Dingyi was not known for her palm power, but this palm move was unpredictable and extremely fast.
The palm wind rose up, and the silver blue robe floated... Any sleeve of the robe stretched like cotton, and he stretched out his left hand, and the Wudang cotton palm moved into a circle, seemingly soft, but it came out quickly.
The two palms intertwined, and they were still holding each other back at first, but with a shudder in the palms of their hands, the remaining energy surged, and Master Dingyi was immediately forced back by the palm. She took seven steps back and had to be stabilized by Taoist Tianmen. Her chest felt sweet and a mouthful of blood poured into her mouth.
Behind Yue Buqun, someone shouted.
"The demon thief! Kill him if you find him!" The person who shouted was the second futile man from Huashan, Lao Denuo.
After drinking, Laudno drew his sword, and all the Huashan disciples drew their swords one after another!
The sect was humiliated, and several of them couldn't stand it for a long time. Liang Fa, Shi Daizi, Gao Genming, Lu Dayou, and Linghu Chong all came out together, and flew away with sword rays, flying to any direction in an instant!
Yue Buqun was about to shout loudly to stop, but he saw the grace of that sword again.
When swinging the sword, there was a clear whistle, and cold light flowed from the edge of the sword, cold and a bit brilliant...an ordinary iron sword, a brilliant sword light!
That is no longer swordsmanship, it seems to be a kind of skill!
It's as natural as Guanyin performing her skill and sprinkling water... It's as natural as nature. As soon as the iron sword came out, the subtlety, wonder, and speed of the swordsmanship were all unleashed in one casual blow.
Only a sound of gold and iron was heard, the sound was like music; the six people were forced to retreat, and then became sluggish. Then the six swords flew away, and several sword blades fell out of thin air.
Random smiled and said: "There are always things in life that you do only after you realize how stupid you are."
Looking at his person, his sword, he takes a step forward!
Yue Buqun retreated in shock, and immediately drew out his long sword, his hands trembling and the sword trembling slightly.
Suddenly, there was music in the breeze, and the rustling sound of the harp came to everyone's ears... The desolate sound of the harp sounded like a sigh, like weeping, and the intermittent sound composed the bloody sadness of today.
Liu Zhengfeng listened to Hu Qin and immediately knew that his senior brother Mo Da was outside the house.
"That's all, I won't be in a hurry to kill you."
The iron sword returned to its scabbard, and any one turned around and left... The departing person walked toward the crowd, and the crowd immediately separated and gave way.
…
Random's steps were not fast, and by the time he left Hengshan City, the sunset had already set.
The back view under the setting sun is a little empty, a little desolate... When a person wins or kills someone, in addition to the moment of satisfaction and pride, there will also be some emptiness and loneliness.
Random walked slowly, but he knew where he wanted to go.
From today on, the news that he betrayed Wudang and killed dozens of people from the Qingcheng and Songshan sects will definitely be spread.
"Why are you doing this?"
The voice followed, and a thin figure came out from behind the tree in front of him. With a huqin in his hand and a haggard face, anyone who sees him for the first time will think of him as an old man who will die at any time.
The visitor is Mr. Mo Da from Hengshan.
"What did Mr. Mo Da say?"
Mr. Mo Da looked at him carefully as if seeing him for the first time...
"You kill people decisively without any scruples."
Ranyi smiled and said, "Because I have let go of those scruples."
Mr. Mo Da nodded and said, "Although we have only met you three times, you have really changed this time."
Ran Ran said quietly: "In the past, I just suppressed my temper."
Mr. Mo Da suddenly asked: "Are you seriously ill?"
Ranran said unexpectedly: "Why do you think so, sir?"
Mr. Mo Da stared at him for a long time, sighed slightly, and said: "A young man has gray hair. How can an ordinary person have gray hair... Can you tell me what kind of stubborn disease you have?"
Randomly smiled and said: "Premature senility!"
Mr. Mo Da said deeply: "There is no cure?"
Ranyi said calmly: "Maybe it can be cured, but in the past six years, I have read all the classic medicine books and searched for famous doctors, but there is nothing that can be done about it, so I simply don't care about it."
Mr. Mo Da showed a look of surprise, and then continued: "What are your plans in the future?"
Ranran said calmly: "Look for someone to kill!"
Mr. Mo Da's expression changed and he asked, "Who do you want to kill?"
Ranyi smiled slightly and said: "People in Jianghu want to be carefree and happy with their grudges. Yinzhi wants to be the freest and most comfortable person. If this is the case, a lot of people will die."
Mr. Mo Da looked at him intently, and after a while...
"It's not good for you to be like this. Is there nothing else to do?"
"Of course there are." Xuanyuan said with some complacency: "From the time I can remember, I have discovered that I have a photographic memory. Then I joined Wudang at the age of five and practiced martial arts. I can master every unique skill in Wudang. Normally, Once you see the moves once, they will be engraved in your mind and you won’t forget them ten years later.”
Mr. Mo Da praised: "No wonder your martial arts skills are already superb at such a young age."
Ranran smiled and said: "So in the martial arts journey, the boy has talents that are difficult for ordinary people to reach. The so-called hard work and hard training, practicing martial arts is not a happy thing for others. But for me, what others have put in through hard work and sweat, I But being able to master it instantly is a very pleasant thing.”
"Martial arts is like sailing against the current. No matter who wants to go further, it will be extremely difficult." Mr. Mo Da said with emotion, and said: "With your current state, if you want to break through..."
"In this world, there are five people who can help me. Unfortunately, there are two people who can help me. It's not convenient for me to find them, so I want to find those three people."
Mr. Mo Da asked: "Apart from Taoist Master Chongxu and Master Fang Zheng, who are those three people?"
Randomly said: "The wind is clear, let me do whatever I want, the East will be undefeated!"
When he heard the names of the three people, even he showed emotion. Mr. Mo Da did not ask any more questions. He held the huqin in his left hand, arched his hands toward his goal, and said, "On behalf of Junior Brother Liu, I would like to thank Ren Shaoxia."
He shook his head arbitrarily and said: "No need, let's just say goodbye!"
