[Comprehensive martial arts] Master let me cultivate myself

Nangong Ling's face, which was not in a good mood at all, became even more bleak at this time.

How could he not recognize who issued this hidden weapon.

In order to ensure that no one would suspect him of killing Ren Ci, Nangong Ling watched Wu Hua take care of the mess for him.

It was also his elusive Japanese martial arts and hidden weapons that would never leave any flaws, which made Nangong Ling feel at ease.

But when he saw that this rare hidden weapon was aimed at him, Nangong Ling felt shuddering.

He has not been captured without a fight, and even the person who must restrain him for the sake of Ren Ci has not sentenced him to a crime, but his own brother is already impatient to put him to death.

All of this was just a whirlwind of his thoughts.

Before the people in the audience could react to this shocking change, they saw that the young man who was supposed to be the leader of the Beggar Gang today, endured the penetrating wound on his left wrist, and met Elder Situ's dragon-headed staff and crutches with his left shoulder. The collision with the shoulder made a particularly obvious sound of bones breaking.

No one knows what this young man, who was beautiful one moment and has been forced out of his true colors by ghosts and gods the next moment, is thinking.

He was knocked back a few steps under this stick, and with this momentum, he jumped off the stage directly.

The high platform is several feet high.

The state of turning over and falling caused everyone to exclaim.

However, when everyone thought that he was committing suicide in fear of sin, he suddenly stepped on the base of the platform in a particularly bizarre way. Qiu Lingsu came.

Killing intent is obvious.

Everyone could see that Qiu Lingsu was telling the truth, and Nangong Ling's anger at the moment had turned into a madness that wanted to die together.

But before his dagger touched Qiu Lingsu, he suddenly changed direction.

The style of the Gale Thirteen Stabs made his dagger not so much a dagger, but more like a dagger. The chain at the end of the dagger moved with his hand that was still able to move, and the sword suddenly Breaking out, the cold light is bitter.

The target is none other than Miao Seng Wu Hua.

This Shaolin master didn't seem to feel that it was strange that he suddenly became the target of Nangong Ling's assassination.

He got up extremely fast, and the ease with which he retreated was even more pleasing to the eye.

It even made people feel that he had already seen through Nangong Ling's bluffing plan.

How could Wu Hua tell others that Nangong Ling looked at the hidden weapon with dark eyes, but he, who tried to silence the two ultimate moves, paid more attention to the changes in Nangong Ling's eyes than anyone else.

Both of their brothers are equally ruthless.

Since he was trying to prevent Nangong Ling from having another chance to bite another person out, then Nangong Ling would naturally not let go of this opportunity to pull him into the water.

It's a pity, brother, someone blocked the hidden weapon for you, another trick——

When Nangongling's dagger struck and Wuhua flew back, Master Kumei who was beside Wuhua had already drawn out his sword.

Qingfeng Thirteen Styles are much more powerful than Nangongling's named Galewind Thirteen Thorns, and are much faster. Obviously, Master Kumei has not realized that Nangongling's goal is not Qiulingsu but Wuhua A member of the group, but it looks like Wuhua has just retreated, and her sword has already swung down.

If this sword hit, it would probably hit Nangong Ling's neck.

But a green streamer followed Nangong Ling closely.

The girl who had just jumped onto the stage so lightly that people wanted to admire it, flitted out the thin knife in her sleeve as she fell down, and the silk thread that was bound was wrapped around the sword when Huashan's swordsmanship was about to hit.

This moment of tugging was enough, a hand that shouldn't have appeared here came along with his master's footsteps like the wind, and his two fingers closed to clamp the deadly sword edge.

Another flying knife hit the sword directly, and missed the sword light that was still trying to stab forward.

Shi Nian flew down and slapped Nangong Ling out of Master Kumei's attack range.

He fell heavily to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

[I suspect that you are retaliating for Shi Guanyin's palm at that time. 】Looking at this moment in the mirror, I finally couldn't help but said, 【It's a pity, a pity, Shi Guanyin's martial arts is the best, but her two sons are not as many as hers. 】

"Isn't it just right, give her a generous gift."

Shi Nian stood in front of Master Kumei, and bowed to the master who had acted for Wu Hua.

She put away the throwing knife, and Master Kumei naturally put away her sword.

She has always valued etiquette, the girl in front of her has friendship with her two apprentices, although she tried to intercept, she was obviously not on Nangong Ling's side, otherwise she wouldn't have pierced his wrist with a knife, and slapped him temporarily immobile She was seriously injured, and now Zhouquan withdraws the knife very quickly with this courtesy, which can be regarded as a show of respect for her.

So she has nothing to be angry about.

As for the young man who clamped her sword, she naturally knew the identity of the bandit commander Chu Liuxiang—however, it was heard that he was Nangong Ling's friend.

Then Master Kumei didn't have to be so polite to him, she let out a cold snort. "What are you stopping me for?"

"Master, you don't have to be so impatient." Shi Nian replied loudly, "This Nangong Ling is afraid of Ren Ci's guild leader's spirit in the sky, and his actions have proved that he may really have something to do with Ren Ci's death. Mrs. Ren is afraid of Nangong Ling. Many heroes of the beggar gang will definitely not let this patricide go."

"The succession of the beggar gang has been passed down to the present, and the virtues of the world are obvious to all. It is really an accident that a scum like Nangong Ling came out. Fortunately, the true face can be exposed before the official succession. It is still in the birthplace of the head of the beggar gang. Blessed by the heroic spirit of the beggar gang leader."

"In my opinion, if Nangong Ling's crimes are not revealed to the world and executed by the law enforcement elders of the Beggars' Gang, I am afraid that the heroes of the Beggars' Gang will not be able to sleep peacefully. This is an internal matter of the Beggars' Gang. The heart of a person is sincere, which shows that the master has the intention of punishing rape and eradicating evil, but I am afraid it is better to hand it over to the beggar gang."

"Little girl is well said!" Elder Situ who had just fought against Nangong Ling also followed.

In those words, both the reputation of the Beggar Clan and Master Kumei's face were preserved, neither of them could tell her faults.

Master Kumei sat back.

And the first thing that Elder Situ did when he landed was to break Nangong Ling's leg with the dragon-headed stick, so as to save this horrible thing from running away even if he was injured again.

The next moment, the crutch was on Nangong Ling's neck.

This young man who was handsome and handsome before, now, because of the injuries to his shoulders, wrists and legs, as well as the merciless slap of the year, cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead and wet his temples .

Gritting his teeth, what he looked at was not Elder Situ's direction, but Wu Hua who had retreated into the crowd.

His radiant smile made Nangong Ling feel sick.

Wuhua is probably convinced that he can't produce any evidence to prove the relationship between the two of them.

Yes, what evidence does he have...

The poison that he did to Ren Ci was mixed in Ren Ci's food, and the elders and disciples who disappeared in the gang were all sent out by him in various ways. Even if the bones of these people were dug up, Ren Ci The dead body was also lifted out of the coffin, none of which had anything to do with Wuhua.

Qiu Lingsu may have heard the secret conversation between him and Wuhua, but he only knows that it was because of this conversation that he finally killed Ren Ci, but he must not know who the other person is.

So he is still that spotless Shaolin eminent monk, but he has been swept into the mud.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

Nangong Ling raised his eyes, and he saw that Chu Liuxiang had already walked to Wuhua's side, as if he was afraid that his Zen buddy would feel sad because of being attacked by a friend.

The girl who stopped Master Kumei's ultimate move just now, just as she said, was just to let the beggar gang deal with the traitor with her own hands, and her good senior brother also stepped aside.

Only a field was cleared around him.

The elders of the beggar gang on the stage, and Mrs. Ren, who was supported by bodyguards on the left and right, stood by his side.

"Mrs. Ren, you probably didn't come here today just because of Gang Leader Ren's dream. Please tell me everything you know." Elder Qin opened his mouth.

After this shocking change just now, everyone is not blind, nor can they fail to see that Qiu Lingsu actually came prepared.

The mourning battle and the two coffin movements when they came here were probably all to force Nangong Ling to lose his composure.

If she had only brought Ren Ci's ashes with her, Nangong Ling would never have reached this point, but what she said was that Elder Xi, whom she entrusted, had replaced the cremated corpse. With the combination of the two, Nangong Ling couldn't do it even if she wanted to persuade herself to calm down.

"I can't hide it from Elder Qin, I really just want to use this occasion to let him show off." Qiu Lingsu sighed softly, "I thought I would have no hope of revealing his true colors in this life, but fortunately, there is a noble person to help me. Get away from Nangong Ling's surveillance and make public what he did."

"For three years, this evil son poisoned my husband for three years."

Qiu Lingsu cried blood, "Who in the Beggar Clan doesn't know that my husband is a first-class hero, but in the past three years he has been plagued by strange illnesses and even couldn't get up. The one who did it. Later, Ren Ci and I were imprisoned on the top of Nishan Mountain by him on the grounds of recuperating. There was only one way down the mountain, and there was even a disciple who obeyed his orders to guard. If you still have doubts, you can go there to look for it. evidence."

"It's inconvenient for the disciples of the Beggar Sect to rest in peace and recuperate. It's just a place for him to cover up his evidence."

"As for Elder Xi's death, I'm just guessing, but everyone has seen his performance."

Nangong Ling smiled coldly, "So what if I did it? He found out where I fucked, so he must die naturally."

Seeing that there might be no chance to drag Wuhua into the water, Nangong Ling also broke the jar.

The person behind Qiu Lingsu didn't know who it was, but he had a strange premonition that this person helped Qiu Lingsu not only to expose the truth about his poisoning of Ren Ci, but also for his brother and his mother.

"Governor Ren Ci has treated you well!" Elder Situ hit the ground twice with his cane, "Why did you do such a wicked thing?"

"Because he is not only my adoptive father, but also my father-killing enemy." Nangong Ling said every word, the sharpness in his eyes didn't seem to be lost because of his own life, and he didn't lie at this moment. necessary.

Regardless of the enmity between Chief Ren Ci and his previous generation, if he kills Chief Ren Ci and Elder Xi, there is no way the Beggars' Clan will let him go.

"My father, who came from the east to explore the essence of martial arts in the Central Plains, died at the hands of Ren Ci, a self-proclaimed benevolent person, and he adopted me just to gain a good reputation. .”

"Why can't I kill him?" Nangong Ling looked up to the sky and laughed, "It's just karma. Not only do I want his life, but I also want the beggar gang to live in peace. Why can't I avenge this blood revenge?"

Looking at this young man who was almost insane, he was hateful and pathetic.

However, what he knows is probably only the truth that has been tampered with.

"Let me get in a digression," she said suddenly, attracting everyone's attention, "Leaving aside the grievances between you and Ren Ci, since you are already in a situation where you must die, you probably don't want to. Would you mind admitting that Bai Yumo, who did all kinds of evil and humiliated women, was indeed found by you?"

"It's me. I want to use someone Ren Ci doesn't want to use, not to mention I don't even care about the reputation of the Beggar Gang, so why would I be afraid to use someone like Bai Yumo?" Nangong Ling replied.

Elder Situ wanted to beat him again after hearing what he said.

It's a pity that he looked like he was half dead, and he didn't know if he would be alive when he got off the crutches, so he just groaned heavily.

"Since that's the case, who is the Dongying warrior who tried to kill the White Jade Demon?" Shi Nian continued to ask.

"You just said that your father is from Dongying, so this person should be related to your father, or maybe it was that person who told you who didn't remember anything 20 years ago, how your father died, and that person encouraged you To be an enemy of Ren Ci is because of that person just now..."

"Stop talking!" Nangong Ling interrupted her.

The cold sweat all over his body made him gasp with his right hand over his throat at this moment, like a fish landing on the shore struggling to die.

"Stop talking... this person..."

"I understand your scruples. You didn't say it because we wouldn't believe this person if you said it." Shi Nian finished the sentence for him.

Before she could finish her sentence, she struck back with her palm, and the target was Wuhua who was only three steps away from her.

At the same time, Chu Liuxiang also moved.

He was closer to Wuhua, and the palm he cut out was faster.

Everyone has to praise the tacit understanding of this pair of senior brothers and sisters.

Wuhua is wary of Shi Nian. After all, she met him in the desert. She is more likely than anyone else to know his details. The powerful palm of the Shaolin Divine Fist that locked him really caught him off guard.

Chu Liuxiang never doubted his friends, but now Wuhua is not his friend, so he doesn't mind cheating him first.

It's a pity that Wuhua is definitely not someone who can be caught without a fight.

His Shaolin Kungfu is even far better than his senior brother who was chosen as the master. Now he doesn't need Japanese martial arts, he can also defend against the enemy with Shaolin Kungfu.

Nangong Lingben showed a bit of joy because Wuhua was restrained and balanced by Chu Liuxiang's brothers and sisters, but he also saw Wuhua's Shaolin Shenquan against Chu Liuxiang's palm strength, stepped back a few steps, and slapped the flying palm Ying is exactly the puzzled expression of the people around after Feng Ping Zhang, another unique Shaolin school.

They wanted to step forward to help Wuhua even more.

The thief is handsome, the thief is handsome, no matter how "the moonlit night leaves a fragrance", it can't change the fact that he is a thief.

But this girl who claims to be under Ye Di's sect is his junior sister. Who knows if she used the word Ye Di to pretend to be a show, after all, Ye Di has retired from the world for many years.

Wuhua is actually an apprentice of Master Tianfeng of Putian Shaolin.

Some people think so, and some people actually do it.

Master Kumei, who had just withdrawn his sword not long ago, drew out his long sword again.

But before she took a step, she heard the well-spoken little girl shout, "That Dongying warrior was injured by the palm force of the tyrant below, if Master Kumei dares to say that he never healed Wuhua, even Come forward!"

As soon as she spoke, Hua Zhenzhen had drawn out her sword, blocking between Master Kumei and Shi Nian.

This girl with a weak figure and a shy face is like a long sword unsheathed at this moment, and the sword aura overflowing from all over her body makes people dare not underestimate this girl who is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"You..." Master Kumei felt a little headache.

"Master, please stop. Hua Zhen really dares to vouch for Ah Nian. She will never lie in this matter." She drew her sword against the extremely firm position of Huashan's head, and also made those who originally wanted to help Master Wuhua withdraw temporarily. Hands and wait and see.

The Hua family is not a nameless family. Hua Zhen really dares to guarantee it with himself. This is not a simple promise.

When the onlookers took a closer look, they found that although the brothers and sisters were in a hurry, there was absolutely no killing intent in their moves, and they obviously intended to capture them alive.

If Wuhua didn't show those crooked kung fu, he would not be able to deal with Chu Liuxiang alone, not to mention the extra time.

He wanted to pretend to be innocent, but she didn't want to give him this chance.

The palm strength of Feng Ping's palm was destroyed by the domineering human world once again urged by the wedding dress magic skill, Chu Liuxiang's simple and ordinary hand skills, but lightly swept away his supernatural power of flicking fingers, and grasped it his shoulders.

The matter involved human life and the martial arts in the Central Plains, Chu Liuxiang did not hold back his old friend.

With his extremely difficult palm, Wuhua's shoulder was simply dislocated.

The next moment, the afterimage of Shi Nian's foot blown by the wind passed by, and a palm hit Wu Hua's chest.

How did Nangong Ling vomit blood before, Wu Hua's inner strength is indeed higher than Nangong Ling's, but the palm force he received is also much heavier than Nangong Ling, so naturally he vomited that way.

He hadn't recovered from the scorching red flames once again invading his viscera, the gossamer on the fingertips of the girl in green had already bound him tightly.

In line with the principle of good habits to learn, Shi Nian kicked repeatedly, breaking Wu Hua's leg and causing him to collapse on the ground.

This is really the same treatment for two brothers.

Nangong Ling felt that she shouldn't have laughed.

But when he saw himself, this good brother who was still thinking about breaking away from him and preemptively attacking himself, was in a miserable situation with him, he couldn't hold back his laughter and burst into tears, "How ridiculous, my brother, you Don't be afraid that I will testify against you, because I, a patricide villain, has no credibility at all, but I didn't expect that there are still people waiting to catch you."

Wuhua's expression didn't change at all.

A good-looking person will always have some preferential treatment.

Even if Master Kumei's stop is enough to show that what Shi Nian said was not a lie, it can't actually explain that she didn't have an enmity with Wuhua before, and with that kind of palm strength that just broke his Fengping Palm Wind hurt him.

The young man, whose body was covered with dust, his legs were twisted and broken, and the corners of his lips were still stained with blood, closed his eyes and said "Amitabha".

Compared to Nangong Ling's madness, it was more like he was dragged down from the clouds and could only bear the erosion of the wind and rain.

Even the elders of the beggar gang were a little suspicious that they had hit the wrong person.

"Master Wuhua didn't use Dongying's kung fu, why..." Elder Qin asked.

Shi Nian arrogantly tore away the sleeve of Wu Hua who had been acupointed by her.

There are only Buddhist beads and some plasters for treating injuries in the sleeves, but she is a master of hidden weapons, so she can't guess where the Japanese hidden weapon he shot at Nangong Ling is hidden.

She ruthlessly tore off a layer of humanoid/skin next to his forearm, and the thing that rolled down from this skin was just hit by a little red and also by her throwing knife The hidden weapon in it.

Only a comparison is needed to confirm whether the two are the same hidden weapon.

The place where the things were hidden was exposed, and Wuhua's expression suddenly turned cold.

And Shi Nian obviously didn't mean to let it go.

The flaw in Wuhua's body is not just this one. I'm afraid he won't carry the silver ring of the death scroll technique, but it is very likely that he will carry the small hidden weapon hidden in the purple mist.

"If you don't believe me, there is still evidence to find..."

"Why do you have to talk nonsense with them—" Her words were suddenly interrupted by a clear male voice.

The sound came suddenly.

I just heard the voice continue to say, "Those who offend my sect, since it's up to you, just kill them."

The person who opened the mouth had extremely deep internal energy, and the clear voice was far away, but it seemed to be speaking in everyone's ears.

Along with that sound, there was a sound of silk and bamboo playing music.

In the next moment, everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a white gauze hanging down, shaped like a brocade couch carrying a sedan chair on a sliding pole, coming from the sky.

The couch was carried by four beautiful women, but the person on the couch did not sit down.

This man who is no longer young but thin, with a handsome appearance and dressed in sackcloth is actually advancing with lightness kung fu.

Following the brocade couch were six players playing musical instruments.

After landing, he took two steps forward, as if it was the person who made the sound—and also the person in charge among the 11 people in the group.

"If someone is still talking too much, I, Zhu Zao, will argue with him!"