All Heavens Fighter System

Chapter 275
In the blink of an eye, it was half a year ago. During this period, Jiang Liu had to practice basic swordsmanship every morning.Of course, in the process of swinging the sword, one will unconsciously produce an unspeakable dullness and depression at first.But every time, he will overcome with strong will and continue to practice swordsmanship.

At first, I just followed the basic swordsmanship and swung the sword rigidly again and again. However, after tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of times of swinging the sword, my feeling and cognition of the sword was even a kind of feeling from the soul. Familiarity will gradually make the rigid and rigid swordsmanship more mature and have a hint of spirituality.

Gradually, a sliver of understanding arose in his heart: "This is the foundation. A high-rise building rises on the flat surface, and a solid foundation is the foundation. The road of the future depends on the laying of the present, and the high-rise building is supported by a solid foundation. Proficiency starts with superficial knowledge. In any job study, you must first learn from basic knowledge, and only with a solid foundation can you learn more and deeper things.”

Since Jiang Liu started learning swords, he simply learned Huashan's basic swordsmanship, and later he learned top-notch swordsmanship like Dugu Nine Swords.Although he is powerful in combat, but in terms of the true foundation... he has only learned swordsmanship for a few years, and he is even inferior to those junior disciples in the country who have practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years.

But now, practicing sword every day without sleep and food, finally allowed him to gradually fill up these foundations.

All of these will become the connotation of Jiangliu's development to a higher level.

In autumn, the leaves are rustling.

At the end of the street, there is a huge mansion. It seems that just like the yellow leaves on the branches, it is about to wither.The two spring-painted doors have almost not been opened for more than a year. The spring paint on the doors has long since peeled off, and the copper rings have become rusty.

No human voice can be heard inside the high walls for a long time, only in the early autumn and late summer, the murmuring of autumn insects and the chirping of birds can be heard occasionally, which further highlights the loneliness and desolation of this house.

But this mansion also had glorious times, because it was here that seven Jinshi and three Tanhua were born, and there was also a martial arts hero with amazing talent and peerless talent.

Even just two years ago, when the house changed owners, there were still many major events that shocked the martial arts world, and it is unknown how many masters of the rivers and lakes who swallowed mountains and rivers were buried here.

From then on, the house suddenly became quiet, and its two generations of owners suddenly became full of news and did not know what to do.Therefore, there is a terrible legend among the rivers and lakes, saying that this place is a haunted house!

Now, there is no longer any laughter during the day, and no more bright lights at night, except for a solitary lamp on the small building in the back garden that stays on all night long.

There is a small chicken feather shop in the alley, which sells rough food in the front, and three or five rough guest rooms in the back. The owner of the shop was originally a hunchback named Sun, but more than a year ago, he once showed a fearful hand. Human martial arts are no longer there.

This small shop has now changed its owner, an ordinary person.But even if the owner is changed, there is still a drunkard who gets drunk here all day long, and this person is Li Xunhuan.

But just overnight, several batches of weirdos came to the shop.

The first batch was two-sided.

One is an old man in a blue shirt with a gray head and a dry cigarette in his hand.The other is his granddaughter, with two big black and bright braids, and a pair of big watery eyes, but they are darker and brighter than the braids.

The second batch is also two-sided.

No, both of them are full of beards, tall and strong, not only the same white decoration, but also the same knives hanging on their waists, they seem to be cast out of the same model.

The third batch of people came at most, and there were four in one public.

Of these four people, one is tall and the other is a short, purple-faced young man with a snake spear on his shoulder, while the other is Jia who is wearing green clothes and gold ornaments, and twists and turns as he walks. It's twisted, she looks like a big girl, but she is the mother of a big girl in terms of age.

In the end, there is only one side.

This one is surprisingly thin, he doesn't have a knife on his body, but there is a ring around his waist, and it is very conspicuous, obviously wearing a thick and long soft weapon.

There are only five tables in the small shop, and the four groups of people are all full as soon as they come, and the shop is so busy, I only hope that the business will be so good the next day.

I saw that these four groups of people were drinking and drinking, and they seldom spoke. Even when they spoke, they whispered softly, as if they were afraid that others would hear them.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the purple-faced boy with the gun on his shoulder fixed his eyes on the girl with big braids. The girl with braids was also very modern, so she didn't mind at all.

The young Zier smiled and said, "Is this girl a singer?"

The girl with braids shook her head, her braids were raised high, and her demeanor seemed even more delicate.

The purple-faced boy said with a smile: Even if he doesn't sing for sale, he can still sing a few lines. As long as he sings well, he will be rewarded a lot.

The braided girl pursed her lips and smiled, "I can't sing, I can only talk."

The purple-faced boy said, "What did you say?"

The braided girl said: "Commentary, tell jokes."

The purple-faced boy smiled and said, "That would be even better, but I don't know what books you can read? After all, the talented in the flower garden will be the beauty, and the prime minister throws a hydrangea?"

The girl with braids shook her head and said, "It's not right. I'm talking about very shocking news in Jianghu, a very recent major event in the martial arts world. It's guaranteed to be fresh and important."

The purple-faced boy clapped his palms and smiled, "It's so wonderful, I think everyone here would like to hear such a thing, so hurry up and talk about it."

Girl with braids: "I can't speak, my grandpa can speak. I can only speak for grandpa." Her eyes turned like this, and the purple-faced boy's soul flew away.

The old man squinted his eyes, drank a glass of wine, took another puff of tobacco, and then said slowly: "The most important event in martial arts in recent years is Jiang Liu's defeat of Shaolin Temple."

Except for the purple-faced boy, the people around them didn't know much about the grandparent and grandson at first, but when they heard the name Jiang Liu, everyone's ears perked up.

The braided girl smiled and said, "It's so sharp. It is rumored that the Arhat formation in Shaolin Temple is invincible in the whole country. How did he break it?"

The old man said: "It is rumored that Jiang Liu's divine power is invincible, and he defeated the Arhat War with just one palm."

The slender man with blue face seemed to snort lowly in his nostrils, but the people around him were already bewildered by the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, and no one paid attention to him.

The old man took a sip of tea and continued, "It's a pity that such a hero as Jiang Liu is gone now."

The braided girl also sighed, was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Aside from him, who else can be called a hero?"

Old boss: "Have you heard of the name A Fei?"

The braided girl said: "It's a fluke."

She rolled her eyes, and said again: "It is rumored that this person's swordsmanship is fast and unparalleled in the world, but I don't know if it is true or not? Now where is this A Fei?"

The old man sighed, and said: "He, like Jiang Liu, disappeared suddenly. No one knows about him, only that he disappeared at the same time as Lin Xian'er."

The braided girl said: "Lin Xian'er? Isn't that the girl Lin who is known as the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Old man: "Not bad."

The braided girl also sighed, and said in a rambling voice: "What is love? It makes everyone suffer from love, and there is no place to complain..."

The purple-faced boy seemed a little impatient, he frowned and said, "Don't gossip, the book will be passed on anyway, what about the story you told?"

The old boss Hao sighed and shook his head: "People like A Fei and Jiang Liu are no longer found. What big things will happen in the Jianghu? What else can my old boss say."

Now that Jiang Liu is involved, the plot has changed drastically, and Li Xunhuan has nothing to do with it.

The slender man sneered: "That's not necessarily true."

The old man said: "Oh? Dajia has more information than my old boss?"

The man turned his eyes around and said word by word: "As far as I know, something unknowingly will happen soon."

Old Boss: "Where is it generated? When is it generated?"

The skinny man patted the table and said sharply, "Right now, right here!"

After saying these words, the faces of the twin brothers and the three groups of four people all changed color, the woman in green moved her eyes and said with a coquettish smile: "I don't see any great event happening here and now."

The slender man laughed and said: "As far as I know, at least six people will die here soon!"

Human nature in green: "Which six sides."

The slender man took a sip of his wine and said slowly, "Hu Fei, Duan Kaishan, Yang Chengzu, Hu Mei and the brothers Chaojia!"

He said the names of these six in one breath, and the twin brothers and the four from the third batch stood up suddenly, and they all slapped the table and cursed: "What are you? How dare you talk nonsense here?"

It was the Hercules Duan Kaishan who yelled loudly.Standing up, this person looks like a half tower. Brother Chaojia's figure is magnificent, but he is half a head shorter than him.

As soon as the slender man raised his leg, he came up to him, slapped him seventeen or eight times, and said, "Do you think I'm going to kill you? You don't deserve me to do it. I’m just teaching you a lesson and speaking more politely.”

Everyone was dumbfounded, his martial arts are so high, he must be a first-class martial arts master, how could he come to such a place?

Some people wanted to run away, but they couldn't afford to lose that person. At this time, someone laughed outside the door, and four people were found at the door, wearing apricot yellow gowns.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, when they discovered it, everyone was shocked, only the grandparent and grandson who talked about the big book held their breath, and did not show any signs of fear. The old man was able to drink wine. .

The four people at the door flashed to both sides, and a young man walked in slowly. He also wore an apricot yellow gown, the only difference being that his gown was trimmed with gold.

Although he was handsome, his face was cold and stern, with no expression on his face, his eyes were fixed on the slender man with blue face, a hint of sneer gradually appeared on the corners of the boy's mouth, he turned around slowly, with an extremely cold look His eyes were fixed on Yang Chengzu and other six people.

Before the boy in the yellow shirt left, he took out six brass coins from his pocket and put one on each of the six heads. All six of them watched helplessly as the man put the copper coins on their heads. I dare not let go.

Afterwards, the boy in the yellow shirt walked towards the grandparents and grandchildren, stretched out his hand and patted the plate of peanuts placed in front of the old man, everything jumped out of the plate, and slapped the old man on the face like a torrential rain.

The old man didn't know whether he was dumbfounded or frightened. Dozens of peanuts were about to hit him in the face. The boy in the yellow shirt suddenly rolled up his long sleeves, rolled all the peanuts into his sleeves, and shook his hand. , the peanuts fell back onto the plate.

The big-eyed girl clapped her hands and smiled coquettishly: "This illusion is really pleasing to the eye. I never thought you were a juggler."

The boy in the yellow shirt was not at all angry, he looked up and down at the girl with big eyes, with a smile in his eyes, and walked away slowly.

The slender man suddenly laughed loudly, and said: "It's better to seldom see this kind of tricks. If you know martial arts, his two-handed trick just now may have killed you."

The boy in the yellow shirt didn't say anything to the man at all, and walked to Li Xun Huan's table step by step, jingling the coins in his hand.But Li Xun Huan seemed to have lost track of who he was, and slept on the table like a dead person.

The boy in the yellow shirt sneered, picked up his hair, and picked up his whole body. Zhou Mi looked at it twice before his hands relaxed.As soon as he let go of his hand, the drunkard fell back onto the table with a bang, still unaware of the situation, and fell asleep again.

The man said coldly: "It's really good to say that one drunk can relieve a thousand worries. A drunk person is indeed cheaper than a sober one."

The boy in the yellow shirt ignored him, walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.

The strange thing is, Hu Fei, Duan Kaishan, Yang Chengzu, Hu Mei, Chao Ban, and Chao Ming, these six people immediately followed out one after another, as if they were being held by a rope.These six people all had mournful faces, straight necks, although their feet were walking forward step by step, their upper bodies did not dare to move, for fear that the copper coins on their heads would fall off.

Those four men in yellow shirts had drawn dozens of circles on the ground at some point, and each circle was only as big as a sea bowl of soup.

Duan Kaishan waited for the six people to come out, and without waiting for others to entrust them, they stood in these circles, standing in a circle with one side, just enough to place their feet in the circle.The six parts suddenly seemed to form six pieces of wood.

With his hands behind his back again, the boy in the yellow shirt walked back to the shop step by step, and sat down at the table where Duan Kaishan and the others had just sat.That face has always been cold and hard, and he hasn't even said a word until now.

After about two cups of tea, another man in yellow shirt walked into the alley.

This person was relatively older, one of his ears had been cut off, and one of his eyes was also blind. The remaining one eye was shining with a fierce light.

The apricot-yellow gown he wore was also trimmed with yellow, and seven or eight people followed him after his death, some old and some young, some tall and some short.

Judging by their whitewashed attire, it is clear that they are not anonymous people, but now they are the same as Duan Kaishan and the others, all of them are crying and straightening their necks, carefully following the one-eyed man after he died, and walked to the small shop Before, stand in the circle on the spot.Some of them are dark and thin, with capable faces all over their faces.

When Duan Kaishan and the other six people saw him, they all looked very surprised, as if they were wondering why he came too?

The one-eyed man glanced at Duan Kaishan and the other six people, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and with his hands behind his back, he walked into the small shop slowly, and sat down in front of the yellow-shirted boy.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and neither of them spoke.

After another cup of tea, another man in yellow shirt came in from the alley.

This person looked older, his beard and hair were already grey, and the apricot yellow gown he was wearing was also trimmed with gold, and after his death, he was followed by a dozen or so people.

From a distance, he looks the same, but when he gets closer, he finds that the man's expression is green, exaggerating his gray hair, making him look even more eerie and scary.

Not only his face is green, but his hands are also green.

The people standing outside the small shop gasped when they saw the green-faced, white-headed man in yellow shirt, as if they had seen a ghost by chance, and some even shuddered.

In less than half an hour, the dozens of circles drawn on the ground in the alley were already full of people standing there, everyone holding their breath, their chests chilling, neither daring to move nor speak.

There are four people wearing gold-rimmed yellow shirts. The last one is an old man with white beard and hair. His body is already stiff and his movements are staggering. He seems to be a few years older than the old man who said he was fine. I can't even walk anymore, but I happened to bring the most people.

Each of these four people occupied one side of the table, and as soon as they walked in, they sat there quietly, and no one spoke. The four people seemed to be dumb.On the surface, the mouths of the group of people standing in the circle seemed to be sewn together, and no sound could be heard from inside or outside except the sound of breathing.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly there was a sound of duk, duk, duk, duk at the end of the alley, the sound was dull and boring.But at this time, this sound has a dark and mysterious meaning, and everyone's heart feels like being hit with a stick.

Duk, duk, duk - it really knocks people's souls apart.

The four men in yellow shirts glanced at each other, then stood up all the way.

In the painful night, a figure was gradually discovered!

The man's left leg had been severed at the root, and he was wearing a cane.

The dim light from the small shop shone on this man's face, and he saw that this man's hair was unkempt, his face was like the bottom of a pot, and his face was full of scars!
Triangular eyes, sweeping eyebrows, an unusually big nose, and an unusually big mouth. Even without the scar, this face is already frighteningly ugly.No matter who sees this person, there will be a chill in his heart.

The four men in yellow shirts greeted them all the way out, bowing and saluting.

The one-legged man waved his hand.

After a while, the one-legged man's triangular eyes sparkled, he frowned, and said, "You guys have worked hard." The voice was very pleasant, like the evening rain and east wind, which did not match his appearance at all.

The man in the yellow shirt bowed and said, "Don't dare." His attitude was very respectful.

The one-legged man said again: "How many people have come here?"

Yellow shirt human nature: "There are 49 people in total. The subordinates have observed that these people all came within three days, and they must have come for that matter."

The one-legged man nodded, and said: "To convince others with virtue, can we blame good people by mistake?"

Yellow shirt humanity: "Yes, the subordinates know."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Mei suddenly sneezed, the copper coin on her head fell down, and rolled away far away. Hu Mei was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Yellow shirt humanity: "Don't understand our manners?"

Hu Mei gritted her teeth, shot out dozens of cold lights, and fled towards the window with a short body.

She was quick, but the man in the yellow shirt was even faster, with a wave of his long sleeves, dozens of cold stars were already caught in his sleeves, and then he pushed them out with a palm.As soon as Hu Mei got up, she suddenly felt a strong attack, her body hit the wall with a thud, and blood oozed from her ears, nose and five sense organs.

Huang Shirt's humanity: "You could have died more comfortably, so why bother to overdo it."

Hu Mei covered her chest with her hand, coughed one after another, and said, "Ahem, ahem, I understand your manners, before I die, I can make a request, right?"

Yellow shirt human nature: "That's right, if you have any unfulfilled long-cherished wishes or grievances, we can do them for you. Those who can die at our hands are the blessings we have cultivated in this life."

Facing death, Hu Mei openly smiled, coughed up another mouthful of blood, and said, "I know I must die, but I want him to kill me." After speaking, she pointed at Yang Chengzu.

Yellow shirt humanity: "Yes, I will avenge you later."

Yang Chengzu's expression changed immediately, his voice trembled a little, and he said angrily: "You wicked wife, you are openly hurting me."

Hu Mei said: "Although you are hypocritical to me, I have paid the truth to you. I am not far-fetched to die at your hands." Ke Ran laughed wildly again: "You said at the beginning that if I die You can't live anymore, and now you are going to die with me, you finally have a bit of heart, ahaha."

Yang Chengzu was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he roared: "You wicked wife, you have such a vicious heart."

It was already dark, and both were dead.

At this time, the one-legged man took out a letter from his arms.Said: "Presumably you all came here for the treasures. Although we don't know who wrote the letter, we have already understood his intention. It is to let people around us fight for the treasures here, and then kill each other, so he can do it well." Take advantage of the fisherman."

A blue-faced man said: "In this case, why did you come here?"

One-legged humanity: "It is because of his evil intentions that we have to come here. We are here to persuade you not to be fooled by that man. I have a good heart, right? Hehe."

At this moment, another person arrived in this small shop.

This man is quite tall, wearing a thin garment, and there seems to be a sharp sword between his eyes, exuding a chilling aura.This person is Jiang Liu. After more than a year of hard training in the South China Sea, he has mastered all Shaolin 72 unique skills, and those sword techniques have been cultivated to the bone, so now he looks like a sword. Like a sharp sword.

The way of martial arts is to start from the simple to the difficult, and then from the difficult to the simple after the supreme, and return to the basics.Jiang Liu had never reached this level of supremacy, and his combat power was basically brought about by his strong internal strength and terrifying physical fitness.

But now after more than a year of seclusion in Nanhai, his level is much higher than before, no matter palm technique, sword technique, boxing technique, leg technique, finger technique, everything has reached the supreme level.If you want to go further, you can only go back to basics.

But the ground and so on can't represent the real combat power at all.Anyone is higher than a tiger, but can they beat a tiger?
"Another person has come to die!" The one-legged man said lightly.

(End of this chapter)