-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Wuxia -> Taoist priests in Jin Yong s world Volume 4 Chapter 68 Massacre
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- Chapter 68 Massacre
Fan Qingyun glanced at Xiao Yuesheng with an inquiring intention.
Xiao Yuesheng kept his expression calm, holding the silver cup in his hand, and tasted it lightly. Although the wine was a fine wine, when he put it in his mouth, he felt that the taste was too thin.
He put down the silver cup and smiled faintly: "Senior Mo is kind-hearted and I admire him. Okay, I will sell my face again!"
He started walking and slowly walked up to the six big men. His eyes were gentle and emotionless, and he shook his head.
"You" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and glared, as if burning with blazing flames.
Xiao Yuesheng ignored him and came to Mo Dongfu. A cold light flashed around his waist, and the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and then returned to its sheath.
Mo Dongfu was startled and alert. Just as he was about to make a move, Xiao Yuesheng's sword had already been returned to its sheath. He was shocked in his heart and felt how quickly he drew the sword.
Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand and pointed downward: "This line is the room left by me. If they don't come over, I will stop today. If the line is crossed,Oh, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Everyone followed his hand, and at some point, a long straight line appeared on the bluestone ground, two inches deep, and clear.
"Master Xiao is so kind, I am deeply grateful!" Mo Dongfu clasped his fists and said in a deep voice.
Although he had some connection with Li Mo and saw his death, he felt sad in his heart, but he did not hate Xiao Yuesheng, he only felt it was a pity.
When will grudges be repaid? When you are in the rivers and lakes, you will be plunged into grudges, like being trapped in a swamp. It is difficult to get out, and you can't help yourself.
"Headmaster Xiao has just taken over as headmaster. If he cannot avenge his predecessor, it will be difficult for him to convince the public. Besides, if he doesn't kill Li Mo, Li Mo will kill him too."
"Huh, bah!" the middle-aged man spat, with a sneer on his face: "You arrogant thief, don't even think about leaving my Iron Sword Gate today!"
Xiao Yuesheng walked back to the table, sat down, picked up the silver cup, looked at it, frowned, and said to He Yushu: "You still don't have to pour the wine?!"
He Yushu's expression returned to normal. She was not very courageous at first, and she had never experienced anything before, so she was panicked. At this moment, seeing Xiao Yuesheng's calmness and ease, her heart returned to its original position unconsciously.
"Oh, yes!" She hurriedly responded, holding the wine jar with both hands, filling the silver cup, and carefully watching his face.
"Xiao, speak up!" the middle-aged man shouted loudly.
Xiao Yuesheng still ignored him, picked up the silver cup, tasted it briefly, shook his head, put it in front of his nose and smelled it gently.
This wine is weak in strength. Drinking it in your mouth is just like drinking plain water. The aroma is not bad at all.
The middle-aged man raised his long sword, pointed it at Xiao Yuesheng, and shouted angrily: "Xiao, if you kill my master and insult my junior brother, you and I will never live together!"
He turned to Mo Dongfu and said: "Senior Mo, thank you for your kindness! However, if this revenge is not avenged, Master will not rest in peace Today, as long as there is a disciple of my Iron Sword Sect, I will Kill this thief!"
Mo Dongfu sighed and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Zheng, your master has gone, and now the Iron Sword Sect is leaderless. As the eldest disciple, you must think twice before acting, and must not be impulsive!"
The middle-aged man shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "I've made up my mind, Mr. Mo doesn't need to say any more!"
After saying that, he pointed his sword and shouted loudly: "All my disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, come with me and kill the people of the Ziyang Sect to avenge the leader! Kill¡ª¡ª!"
"Kill¡ª¡ª!" Everyone shouted loudly, and more than ten Iron Sword Sect disciples rushed in, holding long swords and their eyes were red.
Hu Fei immediately turned around, pulled He Yushu, and whispered: "Miss Yushu, let's step back!"
He Yushu looked at the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect who rushed up, and was slightly worried: "He, the leader"
"Taoist master, his martial arts are strong enough to protect himself!" Hu Fei said, standing in front of He Yushu, pressing the handle of the knife with his sharp eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng took a step forward and stood in front of Mo Dongfu, with the long straight line under his feet. He shook his head at Mo Dongfu: "Senior Mo's kindness, but they didn't accept it, alas!"
"Master Xiao" Mo Dongfu hesitated for a moment and showed a sincere expression.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said calmly: "Senior Mo, please don't say any more! I speak to the letter and I will not show mercy to them if they cross the line!"
The middle-aged man raised his knife and pointed at Xiao Yuesheng, making a charging gesture, but his feet did not move. The other five people surrounding him did not move either.
The ten people who came in later were quick on their feet and rushed into the hall in the blink of an eye. They stopped and saw Li Mo lying on the ground. They felt sad and angry in their hearts, their eyes were bloodshot, and the raging anger rushed to their heads. Without hesitation, they walked straight Rushed towards Xiao Yuesheng.
They quickly approached, with long swordsDance, crossing the line drawn by Xiao Yuesheng.
"Qiang¡ª¡ª" sounded like a dragon's roar, curling continuously, and a cold light passed through people's eyes, erratic and soft, but fleeting.
The four people at the front froze, and the four people behind them rushed forward with red eyes. They were unprepared and bumped into their backs.
¡°Ding ding ding ding ding¡¡± The sound of long knives falling to the ground sounded one by one, in a series, as if people dropped their long knives one after another.
The four people in front staggered, their long knives fell to the ground, and their bodies fell directly to the ground. They twitched twice, and suddenly their legs kicked off and fell silent.
With such a sudden change, several people behind him were startled and hurriedly stopped, staring at Xiao Yuesheng with their eyes fixed on Xiao Yuesheng, with a long knife guarding them in front of them, full of vigilance.
The middle-aged man pushed aside a few people, stepped forward to investigate, and turned around to see the four people, only to see that their faces were full of shock and fear, their eyes were completely empty, and they had no breath.
¡°Master¡ª¡ªBrother¡ª¡ª!¡± the middle-aged man shouted, stood up straight, stared at Xiao Yuesheng, gritted his teeth: ¡°You killed them!¡±
Xiao Yuesheng frowned, his face full of impatience: "Could it be possible that they committed suicide?! If you have the courage, don't let them die, take a step forward and try!"
He drew his sword too quickly, and everyone only felt a flash of cold light. Four people had fallen, but they didn't understand what happened.
"Youyou¡ª¡ª!" The middle-aged man was glared at by his cold gaze, his heart trembled, and he took a step back.
Xiao Yuesheng sneered and said: "You scream happily, but you let others die. You are really a good senior brother!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the men holding the swords changed slightly, and they quickly glanced at the middle-aged man.
"Fart!" The middle-aged man was furious, pulling his neck and shouting: "You are sowing discord, you despicable villain!"
Xiao Yuesheng's body swayed and he suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man. He waved his right hand towards his face and then backed away.
He retreated back to his original position, and the crisp sound of slaps reached people's ears.
"If you utter dirty words, you will be punished slightly." Xiao Yuesheng said calmly, with a calm expression, as if he had done nothing.
The middle-aged man covered the left side of his face, angry and surprised.
Xiao Yuesheng's face turned as dark as water, and he snorted coldly: "It's easy to take your life, but for the sake of Senior Mo's sake, I'll leave you a way to live! Since you don't want to take the way to live, but insist on death, I will save you all!" "
"You - you -!" The middle-aged man was angry and frightened. He was frightened by Xiao Yuesheng's movement. A cold air rushed from the back of his back to the back of his head along his spine.
Mo Dongfu hurriedly stood up and said: "Xiao Zheng, let's forget it for now. We want to take revenge. We will take care of it later!"
Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun glared at Mo Dongfu unhappily. They thought he was nosy and always defending the Iron Sword Sect. They didn't know what his relationship was with the Iron Sword Sect.
The middle-aged man's aura was weakening. He already knew that the martial arts man named Xiao was so strong that people like him might not be able to keep him.
"Senior Brother, there are only three of them. Each one of them can drown him with just a spit of spit. If you miss today, you will never have another chance!"
"Yes, senior brother, come on!"
The remaining disciples¡¯ eyes were red and their faces were aroused. They were all waving their long knives indiscriminately. The muscles on their faces were twisted, their expressions were ferocious, and they were filled with murderous intent.
The middle-aged man was aroused by them, his blood was boiling, and he was bold and bold, and he shouted: "Okay, my head is gone, but there is only a scar as big as a bowl. Eighteen years later, there is another good man!"
He turned around and ordered coldly: "Junior brother Zhou, go and send an order. All the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect should come over. If you don't kill the person named Xiao, you will not live alone!"
"Yes, senior brother!" A middle-aged man nodded heavily, clasped his fists hard, turned around and walked away. With strong body and quick steps, he disappeared in the hall in the blink of an eye.
Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun looked at each other, with a flash of worry. Although there were no top masters among the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, if they worked together, a swarm of ants could kill an elephant and they would be difficult to defeat.
Chen Chengxiang walked up to Xiao Yuesheng and whispered: "Master, let's go first, don't be surrounded by them!"
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, shook his head, frowned, but said nothing.
"Yes." Chen Chengxiang clasped his fists and bowed respectfully.
Back to Fan Qingyun, he shook his head, sighed, and smiled bitterly: "If the leader doesn't leave, we will fight to the death to protect each other!"
¡°Kill¡ª¡ª!¡± The angry shouts came rolling in, and the footsteps were chaotic. It seemed like thousands of troops were rushing towards the hall. In the blink of an eye, fifty or sixty people had already rushed in.
The empty hall suddenly seemed a bit crowded.
Xiao Yuesheng sneered, slowly pulled out the sword, held it in front of him, flicked his fingers, and an excited sound sounded like a dragon's roar.
He turned to Mo Dongfu and said, "Senior Mo, I'm going to kill a lot of people, you'd better stay out of the way!"
"Master Xiao" Mo Dongfu showed a sincere expression.
In this way, although the Iron Sword Sect can get its revenge, killing the leader Xiao will result in the death of many people. Countless wives will be left without husbands, and children without fathers.
Xiao Yuechang smiled loudly and stepped on the straight line he had just drawn. A ball of cold light appeared in front of his chest. The cold light spread suddenly, as if thousands of swords were thrust out at the same time, and like fireworks blooming in the sky, Brilliant and dazzling.
"Dinglang"
"ah¡¡"
The screams were endless, and anyone who came within a foot of his body was struck by a sword. Their limbs were flying, blood spattered, and they fell down screaming.
Xiao Yuesheng stood firmly on that straight line, the sword light flickering in front of his chest. Rows of people fell down in front of him, like sickles cutting grass. Broken arms and limbs fell to the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.
His face was as dark as water and his expression was calm, as if he was not the one wielding the sword.
The smell of blood quickly surged up, filling the hall, as thick as a dark cloud.
People watching the excitement covered their noses. Some turned their eyes away, not daring to look anymore. Some squatted down and vomited, unable to stop. Some wanted to run out of the hall and escape from this hellish place.
But they couldn't run out. The entrance to the hall was already filled with disciples from the Iron Sword Sect, and people kept pouring in.
Mo Dongfu¡¯s face was ashen and he turned his head away, unable to bear to look any further.
Chen Chengxiang, Fan Qingyun, and Hu Fei all looked pale and looked at Xiao Yuesheng in a daze. They didn't want to look, but they couldn't open their eyes.
He Yushu hid behind Hu Fei, lowering her head, covering her mouth, not daring to raise her eyes, and was so scared that she almost cried.
"kill¡ª¡ª!"
"kill¡ª¡ª!"
Disciples from the Iron Sword Sect kept rushing up, and the blood in their eyes aroused their ferocity. They were not afraid of death and rushed forward without hesitation.
The middle-aged man was already dead and there was no one to command him, but they were already red-eyed and didn't take their own lives seriously. So many people rushed over together. Even if they couldn't kill the devil, they still wanted to bite off a piece of it. Come meat.
Although they were red-blooded, there were many clever people who avoided Xiao Yuesheng's front, bypassed him from the side, and wanted to sneak attack behind him.
But as soon as they came within three feet of Xiao Yuesheng, he seemed to have eyes behind him, and the sword light flashed gently. They lost their hands and feet, fell unwillingly, and soon fell into coma, their souls flying into the sky, and their breath was gone.
"Follow me!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly turned around and ordered calmly.
Chen Chengxiang and Fan Qingyun nodded hurriedly, and when they were caught by his gentle gaze, they felt as if a basin of ice water was poured on their heads, and their whole bodies became cold.
Xiao Yuesheng moved his feet and moved forward slowly. Wherever the sword light passed, no one could stop him. His broken arms and limbs flew across the sky, and blood spattered for several feet, but it couldn't splash on him. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page