[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

The clear female voice seemed a little fuzzy in the heavy rain, but the words and sentences were clearly heard by the remaining three people present.

There was a bang of thunder, and the coffin on the other carriage suddenly shook, and the coffin board was suddenly lifted off, and fell to the ground with a bang.

That gloomy voice came from inside the coffin, without the hindrance of the coffin board, his voice was no longer so dull: "Where are the four people here?"

The one-armed man in black frowned. He raised his left hand to wipe the rain off his face, then looked coldly at the woman in red with a mysterious smile in front of him, but didn't say a word.

He was not breathing evenly, and he had obviously suffered severe internal injuries, but he still managed to support his tall and straight spine, like a proud pine tree between heaven and earth, with a tired but sharp look in his eyes: "Even if there is a fourth Personally, according to your current situation, I can't detect it."

Gritting his teeth in a sinister voice, he said, "Stop looking down on people!"

The one-armed man sneered: "Then you should stand up!"

After the words fell, the coffin on the carriage did not move for a long time. Shen Qi stood aside with a paper umbrella in a demure posture. She was silent on the surface, but her inner breath was circulating, always paying attention to the breath of the fourth person.

Although this body template of hers does not do many tasks, she has experienced several worlds of martial arts, at least 60 years of internal strength. If she holds her breath and checks quietly, it will not be raining, even if it is a landslide. Even the cracking of the ground did not prevent her from detecting the aura within a radius of one mile.

That aura was hidden under a tomb ten meters away from her. The aura was long, and at least 20 years of pure internal energy was in her body.

But at this moment, the breath suddenly stagnated.

Shen Qi frowned slightly, and saw a black figure jumping out of the coffin on the carriage. It was a man dressed in black, but his appearance was much thinner than the one-armed man beside him. Surprisingly, his legs There was only one intact left leg left, and the other leg disappeared from the root of the leg, and the remaining mottled blood stains meandered on the ground along with the rain.

He held a crutch in his hand, and it seemed that it was this crutch that gave him the strength to rush out of the coffin, but as soon as his feet hit the ground, the strength suddenly disappeared along with the muddy ground, and the one-armed man beside him had a sad expression Supporting him, in the pouring rain, one with one arm and one with one leg, they leaned on each other, but the breath was not desperate, but filled with a frightening chill.

That is the power of hate.

When the breath changed, it happened to be when the thin man jumped out of the coffin, Shen Qi's thoughts changed, and she suddenly smiled and said: "If you don't come out again, I will kill these two people."

Hearing the words, the thin man's already pale face turned paler, like a whitewashed wall, he gritted his teeth unwillingly and said, "Who the hell are you!"

They still have a sea of ​​blood and deep revenge to avenge. How can they throw away their lives for nothing!

Shen Qi smiled and didn't answer, her dark and deep pupils didn't have any luster even when she was smiling all over her face, in this chaotic rainy night, this bright and beautiful smile would only bring a sense of horror .

It was still raining, very heavy and urgent.

But this does not prevent a voice from ringing out. This voice has already sounded twice. It rang once when the one-armed man jumped out of the coffin, and it rang again when the thin man opened the coffin.

But this time the sound was much softer than the previous two times, but because several people were holding their breath to pay attention, when the sound reached their ears, it was much clearer than before.

Shen Qi couldn't help but sighed helplessly: "Don't you people like to sleep in coffins?"

She turned around and entrusted her back to the two already disabled people, not caring about whether they would attack from behind.

Under a dilapidated tomb, a corner of a coffin was lifted at some point.

A pale hand protruded from the coffin, and the voice of the owner of the pale hand dispersed in the rain: "When drinking in the coffin, it is the happiest thing not to worry about others' disturbance."

He stretched out his other hand, which was actually holding a wine glass.

The two behind them exclaimed, "It's you!"

It seems that these three people know each other.

Shen Qi sighed, turned the umbrella on her head, and said, "This is really not a good place to talk. How about the four of us find a place to sit down and have a good chat?"

This time no one questioned the 'four people' in her mouth.But her request was rejected.

The man in the coffin lifted the wooden board and slowly stood up from it. His face was as pale as his hands, and there was a blue stubble on his chin. It escaped from the heavy rain, but there was no drunkenness in his eyes, they were dark and bright, with a sigh-like coolness.

"Sorry, girl." He sighed, "You shouldn't be here."

At some point, the crippled two had already separated, and the three of them were encircled. The two of them had just met this drunken man, but within a few breaths, they had reached an incomparable tacit harmony. Shen Qi has no doubt that if the three of them were in their heyday, they would be able to display the strength of two plus one greater than three, but the three of them now...

next second.

The woman in red who was surrounded in the middle suddenly moved.

It seemed that a stream of rain was falling quickly and urgently, forming a stream of silver light. The stream of light rolled around the raindrops, and in just a short moment, it actually cut the pouring rain curtain in two.

The muscles on the face of the man smelling of alcohol trembled, and his sigh-like eyes disappeared. At the same time, a more sorrowful emotion surged out of his eyes. There was a thin silver handle hanging around his neck. The sword, the owner of the sword, is the woman in red who is still holding an umbrella in one hand.

"I can't die yet," he said.

Shen Qi smiled: "You want to kill me, but you are not allowed to kill you, what is the reason?"

The two people on the side who hadn't reacted at all finally came back to their senses at this moment. They felt the gap between them and this woman almost desperately. The three men who were full of hatred finally realized at this moment that if this woman wanted to kill them , without any effort at all.So she should not be sent by Tianxiangtang, Tianxiangtang does not have such a powerful female swordsman!

They came from the same school, and in this situation, they even thought exactly the same.

They can't die!

Even if you want to die, you must die with Ge Tingxiang!

The rain has stopped.

Inside the dilapidated thatched hut, there were four people sitting. One of these four people was taken out alone, which was enough to attract the attention of others. One was a strong man without a right arm, one was a thin monkey without a right leg, and the other was a man dressed in red. , a woman with a beautiful appearance but with a hint of evil spirit, and a young man with a scruffy beard but a handsome and upright appearance.

At this time, the four of them were sitting at a square wooden table, but only the woman in red had a cup of tea in front of her. The three of them didn't even know how the cup and the tea in the cup came from. At the end of the grievances and grievances with Tianxiangtang, the woman quietly raised her sleeves, and suddenly raised a cup of fragrant tea with the other hand, and then slowly took a sip.

Now that they had finished speaking, among the three of them, Yang Lin and Wang Rui were in a trance with sad expressions.

When people are in a trance, they always stare at something. In this dilapidated thatched cottage, the only attractive thing is the exquisite ceramic teacup on the table.So the two of them stared blankly at the teacup with four eyes, which made Shen Qi feel a little embarrassed, and felt ashamed to pick up the teacup and drink tea.

Among the three brothers, the only one with healthy limbs looked at the woman in front of him with dark eyes, and said, "Why are you asking so many questions?"

Shen Qi rested her chin and remained silent. The three people in front of her were all the remaining disciples of Shuanghuanmen. Killing intent surged up in him.

In the rainy night, they have become beasts with blood-red eyes. They fear that their whereabouts will be leaked, but what they fear is not death, but the inability to take revenge.

Arena.

She chewed these two words in her heart, and then sighed quietly: "I want a sentimental ring."

When the words fell, the atmosphere froze suddenly.

Tianxiangtang massacred Shuanghuanmen, on the one hand, to annex the forces, and on the other hand, it was for the famous weapon in the Jianghu, Sheng Batian, the boss of Shuanghuanmen, the Amorous Ring.

The rivers and lakes are a naked/naked field of interests. How many people go to the road of fraternal killing and divorce between husband and wife for the sake of martial arts cheats and magical weapons.

Shuanghuanmen, which has been established for nearly 30 years, has also collapsed in the hearts of people's desire for profit.

Today, another person said - I want a passionate ring.

The person who said these words has amazingly talented swordsmanship, what kind of bloody storm will she cause in the rivers and lakes?

Xiao Shaoying looked at the calm-spoken woman in front of her, and said with a wry smile: "Then can I ask you something."

"what's up?"

"Ge Tingxiang's life, leave it to me to take it."

He already understood that even if he regained the master's treasure from Ge Tingxiang, he would inevitably be taken away by this woman, and this woman... was much more difficult to deal with than Ge Tingxiang. Repression by force.

So he could only suppress the unwillingness in his heart.

Shen Qi nodded and said: "Okay, I just want a weapon, if he knows his senses, I won't kill him."

Her tone was still calm, as if the boss of Tianxiangtang who slaughtered the entire Shuanghuanmen and greatly increased his power was already a flying insect whose life was controlled by her in her eyes.

But Xiao Shaoying, Wang Rui and Yang Lin were all silent.

The spark of hatred in their eyes had never been so strong, nor had they been so confident.

After seeing the quick and breathless sword in the rainy night, they understood that this woman who was determined to win the amorous ring from Tianxiangtang would be the biggest help for their revenge.

The author has something to say: I like to play on my mobile phone and watch TV at night, but in fact, I can still code a lot of words when I use my mobile phone to code... How about I be more diligent? (Pinch chin in thought)