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Volume Three: Swordsman Chapter 51: Sword Killing

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    Chapter 51 Sword Killing

    A faint purple light flashed on Xiao Yuesheng's face, if it was there or not, it was even harder to detect under the firelight. His figure flashed in front of Song Wuwei's eyes, he struck with his palm, and there was a faint whistling sound, sharp and sharp.  pole.

    Song Wuwei straightened his tall body, roared angrily, exhaled, and then swung out his iron fist. The iron thorns on the glove glowed with Lin Leng's cold light, and he wanted to confront Xiao Yuesheng head-on.

    When his fists and palms met, Xiao Yuesheng pressed his wrist lightly, turning his palms into fingers, and twirled his four fingers, like a gentle harp on the piano, which was extremely elegant and caressed Song Wuwei's wrist, as light as the wind.

    He has a slender figure and a serious temperament, but the fingering techniques he performs are so graceful and elegant, which is a bit weird, but people can't help but admire him.

    Song Wuwei snorted and retreated quickly, staring at the sword at his waist. Then, his sneer face suddenly changed, revealing a look of surprise.

    Since Xiao Yuesheng appeared, Song Wuwei has been guarding his sword.

    According to his younger brother Song Pingshan, Xiao Yihan's swordsmanship was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, and it was impossible to guard against him. When his sword was seen with the naked eye, his throat was already pointed by the tip of the sword, and he was defeated.

    Therefore, Song Wuwei had been tensed up to prepare for him to draw his sword in order to deal with it. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuesheng's fingering skills were so exquisite. If he was careless, his wrist would be lightly brushed and numb, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

    At first, he didn¡¯t care. The Thirteen Taibao he wore was extremely powerful. Although it was not invulnerable to swords, it could block most of the damage. But in the blink of an eye, his expression changed slightly.

    A stream of true energy came in unknowingly, like a thin needle, following the meridians. In the blink of an eye, it penetrated into the Dantian. The true energy circulated a little, and the Dantian was pricked by the needle.

    "What a sinister fingering technique!" Song Wuwei snorted coldly, but continued to perform his exercises regardless. He was so crazy that he didn't care about the stinging pain from the needles in his Dantian.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked at him solemnly, looked at him, and hummed lightly: "Don't blame me for not predicting what I said. If you continue to use your martial arts, your martial arts will be useless in less than a quarter of an hour!"

    ¡°Even if I lose my martial arts, I will kill you first!¡± Song Wuwei roared, his eyes red and bloodshot.

    His tall body trembled slightly, his face became ferocious and ferocious, and he rushed towards Xiao Yuesheng. The iron thorns in the gloves on his hands radiated cold light, which was quite frightening.

    "I don't know what's wrong!" Xiao Yuesheng frowned heavily.

    This Song Wuwei has injured so many Changsha Clan disciples. He was so vicious that he hit them all on the wrist. If he did not have the elixir, these injured Clan members would not be able to hold swords even if they were healed. If they were to lose their martial arts skills, they would be disabled for life.  .

    Song Wuwei suddenly roared, his body tensed, his muscles all over his body were pulsating, and his blood was brimming with blood. His neck was like several earthworms squirming, the muscles on his face were twisted, his expression was ferocious and scary, and his eyes were filled with madness.

    Xiao Yuesheng could detect that Song Wuwei's blood was boiling, as if he was using some secret technique. He couldn't help but be curious, so he stopped and watched the changes.

    In just four or five breaths, Song Wuwei's appearance had changed drastically. He was like a demon from hell. His eyes were red and fierce. It looked like his eyes were emitting red light. The muscles on his face were twisted and trembling, and he was ferocious.  He stared at Xiao Yuesheng, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

    "Punch me!" Song Wuwei roared, and the sound shook the sky, like a trapped animal in a cage. His tall figure suddenly started to move, like a sharp arrow, and shot straight at Xiao Yuesheng. He waved out his right fist, holding Han in his glove.  The wind hit Xiao Yuesheng's face directly.

    Xiao Yuesheng stepped on the seven stars under his feet and barely managed to avoid it. Song Wuwei's movement was incomparable with his body shape, and he was extremely fast.

    Xiao Yuesheng was even more curious. Song Wuwei's movement was so fast because of the secret method he had just used. He didn't know what secret method it was that could activate a person's potential. He was curious about how it would react after using it.

    In the blink of an eye, Song Wuwei had already moved out with five moves, all of which were straight punches, rushing towards his face. The gloves were filled with cold air, which made people around him tremble with fear. If he were not careful, he would hide a little later, fearing that his face would be damaged.  It blooms and disfigures the face.

    "Ah¡ª¡ª!" Song Wuwei roared again, showing anger, and his movement skills increased sharply. People could only see a black shadow, which brought up a gust of wind. The torch next to him seemed to be blown by the strong wind, and the lights  It was shaking.

    People were even more frightened and watched intently, for fear of accidentally missing something. Fortunately, Xiao Yuesheng was still leisurely and contented, not touching a piece of clothing or foot, which made them feel happy. After a while, everyone felt their eyes dazzled and dizzy.  , I can only turn my head and dare not look again.

    "Xiao Yihan, don't hide if you have the guts!" Song Wuwei roared, his voice angry and violent.

    "You can only count on your ability if you can touch me!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly, his voice was gentle and mellow, making people feel calm.

    ?"Seeking death!" Song Wuwei shouted, even more angry, but his movement could no longer speed up, and he could only follow Xiao Yuesheng in vain.

    Although he was crazy and used his hands, he was not stupid. Instead, he had an extremely flexible mind and a beast-like fighting instinct. When he saw that he could not do anything to Xiao Yuesheng, he thought about it, suddenly bent his body, shot at the person next to him, and stretched out his hand.  Then he caught one of the gang members.

    No one could react in time, and they didn¡¯t expect him to act like this.

    The iron fist glove was pressed against his throat, and the gang member did not dare to move. His face turned slightly pale, and he felt the coldness coming from his throat, and his heart was beating fast.

    "Song Wuwei, what are you doing?!" Pan Hou pointed at him with a livid face and shouted angrily.

    "Xiao, if you hide again, I will kill all these people first!" Song Wuwei stretched out his hand and threw the people in his hand out, staring at Xiao Yuesheng with disdain.

    " Xiao Yuesheng's face was as dark as water. He glanced at the gangster. He had been caught by everyone, but he was holding his chest. Under the bright firelight, blood was gurgling out from under his palm. He could no longer live.

    Xiao Yuesheng's body swayed, and his green shadow flashed, he came to the man, pointed out his fingers, and in between breathing, he pointed out more than a dozen points, sealing several large acupuncture points around his body.

    Pan Hou also ran over, came to his side, and asked eagerly: "Brother, is he okay?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s face was as serious as iron, and without turning his head, he pointed out a dozen fingers again, then shook his head and looked at him: "it doesn't matter."

    Pan Hou breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the gang member, and saw that he was already asleep. Then he turned to glare at Song Wuwei, and shouted in a deep voice: "Originally, Pan Hou thought you were a person, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable!"

    Song Wuwei sneered, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, and snorted disdainfully: "Whether I am despicable or not, you don't need to tell me!"

    "Okay, okay!" Pan Hou's face was livid, and he wanted to go forward and kill him, but he knew that his martial arts was low and it was difficult to do so. He just wanted to die.

    "Brother, send him back first." Xiao Yuesheng said.

    "Well, you have to be careful!" Pan Hou turned around and nodded, knowing that Xiao Yuesheng was looking for a step for himself, so he went downhill.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned to Song Wuwei, his face was as dark as water, his heavy brows were wrinkled, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he had murderous intent.

    When Song Wuwei arrested someone just now, Xiao Yuesheng wanted to wait for him to speak, but when he was distracted, he took advantage of the situation and stepped forward to snatch the person back. Unexpectedly, without saying a word, he directly started hurting the person.

    "If he hadn't been there, the injury the man had just suffered would have been fatal. Song Wuwei obviously killed people rather than hurt them. He regarded human life as nothing, even if he was not as good as himself.

    "Besides, this person acts without scruples, thinks differently from ordinary people, and is elusive. Xiao Yuesheng cannot allow such an enemy to live in the world.

    Thinking of this, he said calmly: "You came here to kill me to avenge your brother. It is excusable. I wanted to spare your life, but it affects innocent people, but it is an unforgivable crime!"

    "My life is here, take it if you can!" Song Wuwei grinned and laughed up to the sky, with a look of madness.

    "That's what I meant!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted coldly, and appeared directly in front of him with a flash of lightning. A flash of sword light appeared in people's eyes.

    "Uh" Song Wuwei covered his throat and stared at him with wide eyes. His eyes were full of surprise, surprise, and unwillingness. Finally, he looked at his Frost Sword and didn't let go for a long time.

    The blood "hissed" out and gurgled down the hand, making everyone around him feel numb. Their eyes gradually dimmed, as if a lantern was extinguished. The tall body slowly fell down and landed with a "bang" like an iron pillar.  Collapsed.

    Everyone watched blankly as Xiao Yuesheng sheathed the Frost Sword, their expressions serious. They looked at Song Wuwei, who was twitching on the ground, with a look of compassion.

    "Good brother, you" Pan Hou came to his senses and said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s face was solemn and he said calmly: ¡°Such a cruel person must be killed.¡±

    After saying that, he turned around and left, and everyone followed him closely until he disappeared at the door and disappeared.

    Everyone suddenly started talking. They didn't see clearly how the sword came out of its sheath just now. They only felt a flash of lightning and their eyes lit up, but it was already sheathed.

    Looking at Song Wuwei, who was already dead, they only felt like they were in a dream, illusory and unreal.

    Pan Hou waved his hand, widened his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Okay, let's take care of it with two people. The rest of you can go and do whatever you want, even though you are talking nonsense here!"

    Everyone obeyed and quickly dispersed.

    Song Wuwei¡¯s death did not cause any ripples in the martial arts world. Most people didn¡¯t know what happened.Person No. 1 was just because he was killed by Xiao Yuesheng, so people started talking about it and felt that Xiao Yihan's villain was the Changsha Gang.

    However, now that he has started killing people, the situation of the Changsha Gang has suddenly changed, and there are rarely any more attacks. It seems that Song Wuwei's death has frightened those people.

    Guanyun Island Early Morning

    The peach blossom forest around Guanyun Island is quiet and peaceful. The morning fog has not dispersed yet, like a thin gauze curling up, cool and a bit ethereal.

    The waves crashing against the shore, with an inexplicable rhythm, are soothing to hear.

    A graceful girl wearing a pale pink Luo shirt stood quietly on the beach, overlooking the sea. The sea breeze stirred her hair on the temples. She remained motionless. Under her long eyelashes, her bright eyes glowed with a blurred light.  The eyebrows are slightly furrowed, with a hint of sadness, which is even more charming.

    She is Liu Jing.

    In the past two days, every morning, she would stand here, overlooking the sea, letting the boundless sea expand her mind and calm her anger.

    Daddy once told himself that he wanted to let her die. It seemed that Mr. Xiao had no other intentions for her.

    She was ashamed and annoyed, so she ran out, but did not go far. She only stayed outside the house, listening to the conversation between her father and mother.

    She finally knew that her father had mentioned it to Mr. Xiao in person, but Mr. Xiao refused without hesitation. It seemed that he already had someone in his heart.

    "Then, the couple discussed endlessly why Mr. Xiao looked down on his daughter. Her daughter was beautiful and virtuous, and she was a rare good woman.

    So, after all the talk, I still speculated that Mr. Xiao must have had another woman in his heart, maybe it was his foster sister, the little master Yilin of the Hengshan Sect.

    Mrs. Wang shook her head and said, "No, little master Yilin is a monk."

    "Although little Master Yi Lin is a monk, she is extremely beautiful. I really feel pity for her. Alas when it comes to appearance, she is indeed better than Jing'er." Liu Zhengfeng's iron gallbladder on his left hand twitched.  He kept shaking his head and sighed.

    "Does Mr. Xiao also judge people by their appearance?!" Mrs. Wang shook her head in disappointment, thinking that Xiao Yuesheng should be different.

    Liu Zhengfeng waved his hand and said with a chuckle: "Hey, Mr. Xiao is also a man. Men are all like this As the saying goes, everyone has a love for beauty!"

    "Okay, do you also want to have a concubine?!" Mrs. Wang immediately rolled her eyes, pointed her fingers, and said softly.

    "Haha Madam, you have wronged me!" Liu Zhengfeng hurriedly begged for mercy. Since the two of them came to the island, they have felt better and their relationship has increased.

    Liu Jing finally ran out and ran into the peach forest. She leaned against the peach tree and felt cramps in her chest.

    In the past, she didn't think much of Mr. Xiao, she just regarded him as an ordinary person with strong martial arts skills, even though he was her savior, because he was not amazing in appearance and could not arouse the attraction of women.

    But since that early morning, when she saw Xiao Yuesheng practicing here, her heart skipped a beat and she was hit.

    After that, she would have random thoughts from time to time. It would be a wonderful thing to marry Mr. Xiao. He was calm and majestic, like a mountain, warm and reliable. Every time she thought of this, she would blush and be ashamed.

    Unexpectedly, this beautiful wish was suddenly broken, and it was no longer possible. She felt angry and bitter in her heart, being rejected by others, and there was still a hint of hatred.

    These feelings were kneaded together, boiling and rolling in her chest, constantly tormenting her. Only by looking at the sea could her chest not be exploded.

    After standing for a long time, the sea breeze felt a bit cool, and Liu Jingluo's little hands in her sleeves felt a little cold, so she turned around and walked back.

    When they arrived at Mrs. Liu's house, Liu Zhengfeng had already gone out to teach Liu Cen how to practice. Mrs. Liu was sitting on the couch, wearing a plain brocade shirt, and was mending a piece of clothing. When she saw her coming in, she waved and said with a smile: "Jing'er, hurry up.  Come sit here."

    "Mom." Liu Jing forced a smile, sat on the couch, picked up the paper box next to her, found an embroidery needle, and helped mend it.

    "Jing'er, please be more open-minded and don't make yourself miserable." Mrs. Liu looked at her daughter and said with pity.

    Liu Jing thought for a while, bit her silver teeth, opened her lips, and said slowly: "Mom, my daughter wants to be Mr. Xiao's maid!"

    "What?" Mrs. Liu was startled, suspecting that she had misjudged her, and asked quickly: "I didn't hear clearly, what did you just say?"

    Liu Jing raised her head and glanced at her mother, her eyes were wandering, she bit her lower lip and said softly: "I want to be Mr. Xiao's maid!"

    Mrs. Liu looked shocked, stunned for a moment, shook her head, still not believing: "??Are you talking nonsense?  !  "

    "Mom¡ª¡ª!" Liu Jing was irritated.

    Mrs. Liu snorted and said angrily: "Let's talk about it, you're so good, why are you so crazy?!"

    Liu Jing bit her pale red lips, pondered for a moment, thought for a while, and said softly: "Mr. Xiao has been so kind to our family, and we can't repay him Since Mr. Xiao doesn't like me, then just be him."  His maid serves him wholeheartedly, which is how she repays his kindness!"

    Mrs. Liu shook her head with disapproval on her face, and sighed: "Jing'er, we can find opportunities to repay Mr. Xiao's great kindness slowly. How can we let you repay it like this?!"

    "Mother, I have made up my mind." Liu Jing's eyes were soft and moving, but at this time they were shining with determination.

    Mrs. Liu lowered her face and snorted: "No, I won't allow you to do this!"

    Liu Jing lowered her head and said nothing, biting her cherry lips tightly. Her white teeth sank into her moist lower lip, as if she was about to bleed.

    Neither mother nor daughter spoke, each was thinking about something.

    After a while, footsteps sounded, and Liu Zhengfeng, wearing a brocade robe and a long sword on his waist, walked in with square steps.

    Seeing that Liu Jing was there, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Jing'er, if you're not playing with the flowers and plants in the garden, why do you have time to come over?"

    Mrs. Liu got off the couch and took the long sword from him. Her face was still calm and she hummed: "Master, please persuade your daughter, she dares to think about anything!"
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