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Volume 1 The Killer Boy Chapter 1121 Seven Apertures

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    Gu Shenwei has never had a real master. His father indulged him, Xue Niang took advantage of him, and Tie Hanfeng was more like a partner. He braved the wilderness of martial arts alone, and occasionally met colleagues with evil intentions like He Nu and Old Man Mu.  Otherwise, they will soon part ways.  After six years of painstaking practice, Gu Shenwei felt that the Dead Man's Sutra had come to an end. He could make the knife in his hand more stable, faster and more powerful, but he could no longer comprehend any deeper truth from it. Even if He Nu's mind was clear, everything was as usual.  , can't help him. The Dead Man's Scripture is now a piece of finely cultivated land, with good harvests every year, but there is no room for increase in production.  Therefore, as soon as Master Zihe's words came out, Gu Shenwei's first reaction was not to think, but to be alert. He leaned back slightly and glanced at the narrow sword not far away from the corner of his eye, "Have you also heard of the Dajue Sword?"  "Sutra?" The real person didn't care about the murderous intention so close. Instead, he came closer and said, "It's not a secret. You can find out if you ask more. Don't worry, I'm eighty years old. Even if the Great Enlightenment Sword Sutra can make people successful,  Immortal, I don't have the energy to practice. I'm just giving you a reminder." "Do you know the Dajue Sword Sutra very well?" "Oh, if you are so suspicious, you will starve to death sooner or later. Come here, I will teach you a few tricks.  Let¡¯s pass today¡¯s test first.¡± The crowd on the opposite side was looking here frequently. To avoid suspicion, Luo Pingji turned his back to the two of them and was talking quietly to Zhou Huaiyu, apparently appreciating his choice.  Gu Shenwei bent down slightly, and Master Zihe stood up on tiptoes and whispered a few words in his ear, and finally said: "That's it, if you believe me, just use it, if you don't believe me you can try it too, it won't do you any harm anyway.  ¡± Gu Shenwei walked into the venue without commenting. The crowd fell silent and Luo Pingji turned around.  He said to Master Zihe: "Does the old immortal have anything to say? Let's pour it out." "There is only one sentence left, and it is for you: Don't use force, don't resist forcefully, the essence is hidden inside, and you will not be injured or killed.  ." After saying that, he grinned, very proud.  I think these sentences are catchy and wise, but I wonder how I made them up.  Luo Pingji frowned, vaguely feeling that the old god was mocking him. Behind him, Zhou Huaiyu whispered: "Brother Luo, don't be surprised. This is the opening formula of the God of Grain Palm. It has no other meaning." Zhou Huaiyu wanted to ease the Luo family's worries.  Dissatisfied, the real person listened at a loss and whispered to himself: "Didn't I come up with this? Alas. That's right. It's good that I can remember the formulas from the past. How can I make up new ones casually? Alas, old man  Too old" Luo Pingji ignored the old god's nagging, stepped into the arena, and made a casual gesture of cupping his hands, "Please Dragon King take my Luo Family Bibo Palm." Gu Shenwei was still a little confused.  He said smoothly: "You can use my sudden palm technique, just one move." "Hey." Luo Pingji was angry in his heart.  No longer talking, he stepped forward, still adding fuel to the flames as a starting point, because the Dragon King secretly learned this move, and he insisted on defeating him with this move.  Gu Shen¡¯s left hand is on top and his right hand is on bottom.  The move he used was "in the south and in the north". Zhou Huaiyu on the opposite side saw it and curled his lips first. The posture of the Dragon King was slightly similar, but suddenly the charm of the palm technique was not retained at all.  The old immortal even memorized the formulas for his own Gu Shen Palm, so the palm techniques taught to him must be messy.  Gu Shenwei said that the winner would be decided in one move, and Luo Pingji was not polite. He used all his strength in the first move. As expected, the waves were turbulent, and he was still more than ten steps away from the enemy. The sound of wind and thunder was faintly heard from the palm wind.  He has been immersed in the art of moving the universe for many years. Although he cannot reach the level of his elder brother Luo Pingying's eleven moves, he can do it up to nine times, one wave after another. The strength in it is either yin or yang, which makes the enemy  There is no way to avoid it.  The audience had already become cautious, but this time they still couldn't help shouting. The Luo family's masters lived up to their reputation. The same move in Luo Pingji's hands was a hundred times better than the Dragon King's half-true imitation.  Gu Shen stood ready, until the enemy came within range, and his arms suddenly started to dance.  In an instant, Gu Shenwei seemed to have grown thousands of arms. He sent out not one palm, but dozens or even hundreds of palms. He first diffused the wind from the enemy's palms, and then turned from defense to attack.  Everyone was dazzled by what they saw, and there was silence for a while.  Luo Pingji was also taken aback. Regardless of whether the Dragon King's move was a sudden move or not, judging from his appearance, it was not a simple imitation.  The Dragon King is fast, and the Luo family's Bibo Palm is not slow either. Luo Pingji responded by changing his moves and "going with the waves" to receive the moves, catching almost every palm.  "Almost" is a strange word. It sounds good and is indeed good when used by most people, but in Luo Pingji's current situation, it has a fatal meaning.  Gu Shen closed his palms, exhaled a breath, stepped on the Seven Stars, and took seven steps back. He thought to himself that this was really a domineering martial art. It was a miracle that Master Zihe could still occasionally use the Sudden Palm Technique at his old age.    After Gu Shenwei had performed nearly two hundred moves of Gu Shen Palm before, his true energy had not diminished, but had become more abundant. This sudden palm technique was completely the opposite. It consumed a lot of internal energy. Although he could only use one move, Gu Shenwei also felt that the energy in his meridians was  The aura was surging and needed luck to balance it. He retreated using the seven-star footwork, using exactly the method of Hehe Jin to collect power.  "Seventy-three." Luo Pingji said. Although he received a few slaps, he looked normal.  "You can count very clearly." Gu Shenwei did indeed send out seventy-three palms, hitting them ten times.  Master Zihe said loudly: "Boy from the Luo family, do as I say and don't be brave." How could Luo Pingji not be brave?  He is a hermit of the Luo family. Although he no longer walks around in the world, he only cares about his reputation more than before. He took a deep breath, did not retreat but advanced, and said: "The Dragon King is good at palm skills, but the outcome is still unclear. Let's fight again."  Gu Shenwei shook his head, "You have already lost." Luo Pingji sneered several times, showing great disdain.  The audience couldn't see the truth and believed in their own people. They all shouted, "Why did you lose? Brother Luo was clearly unscathed." "No, it was the Dragon King who lost. He said that one move would determine the outcome, but he didn't win.  , that means losing." Zuo Mang of the Yuqing Sect noticed the change in Zhou Huaiyu's face and asked, "Senior Brother Zhou, tell me who wins and who loses? And the Dragon King's sudden palm technique doesn't seem to work well with you.  "It's the same." Zhou Huaiyu was speechless. The Dragon King's sudden palm technique is indeed a bit weird. It is fast enough, but the fast technique is different from the Kongtong School's special skills. The sudden palm technique is like time interruption, while the dragon king's speed is just pure.  So fast.  The difference between the two is minimal on the surface, but the inner skills are quite different.  "Wait a little longer." Zhou Huaiyu said. The characteristic of Sushu's palm technique was not only its weird speed, but also its unique movement. He wanted to see Luo Pingji's reaction.  Luo Pingji once again put forward a posture of adding fuel to the flames. He could not admit defeat.  He couldn't retreat. This competition was related to the reputation of the Luo family and himself, as well as the expectations of the Dragon Slayer Association. He had to win, at least prove that he didn't lose.  Gu Shenwei stood still and had no intention of taking action.  Master Zihe was somewhat self-aware and said to the disciples of his sect in the crowd: "Zhou Huaiyu, do you want the Luo family to die like this?" Zhou Huaiyu suddenly became the focus of attention, with the warning of the old god and the indifference of the Dragon King.  It all made them uneasy and had doubts about Luo Pingji's condition. Now they only trusted Zhou Huaiyu, as if he could decide the outcome with just one word.  Zhou Huaiyu was unsure in his heart. He hoped that Luo Pingji would be okay, but if he made a mistake in judgment, the Luo family swordsman might really die here, so he did not speak.  Instead, he walked to Luo Pingji and asked in a low voice: "Do you feel like your blood is constantly rising?" Luo Pingji turned to look at Zhou Huaiyu sternly.  Obviously blaming him for being troublesome, "The Dragon King will die today." After saying that, he took a step forward.  It was this step that exhausted all his will.  Luo Pingji's legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground, subconsciously reaching out his hand.  He was supported in time by Zhou Huaiyu beside him.  "I'm fine." Luo Pingji still refused to admit defeat, but his voice had changed.  "What a sudden palm move!" Zhou Huaiyu said in surprise. Everyone in the Dragon Slaying Club cheered and surrounded him, and finally saw clearly: Luo Pingji's eyes, nose, ears, mouth and seven orifices were oozing with faint traces of blood, which was a clear indication that he had suffered serious internal injuries.  Luo Pingji saw surprise, disappointment and blame from the many eyes.  Another force came out of his body, he pushed Zhou Huaiyu away, stood firm on his own, and repeated loudly: "I'm fine!" Others did not dare to refute, only the Qingcheng faction had the best relationship with Luojiazhuang, Deng Chun reminded in a low voice: "Brother Luo, you  It's bleeding." Luo Pingji followed Deng Chun's gaze and spread his hand to his mouth, and saw a faint trace of blood on it, "No, no, there are also the corners of your eyes, your nose and your ears.  " Deng Chun panicked, and it was strange that Luo Pingji had no idea about his injuries.  Luo Pingji raised his hands and wiped his eyes, nose and ears - there was more blood on his palms.  His heart trembled, like a stone being burned on fire. It had always been intact, but at the last moment, it was broken from the inside out.  The Luo family swordsman fell again, and this time he was supported by four or five people. The seven orifices on his head began to bleed, and he uttered one sentence: "I don't want to die here." The people of the Dragon Slaying Association panicked, carried Luo Pingji, and ran out in a hurry  Forest, go straight to Chengjiazhuang.  Gu Shenwei won the three competitions.  More than half of the members of the Dragon Slaying Association left, leaving only seven or eight people. Facing the Dragon King, they were angry and helpless. The demons from the Western Regions abided by all the rules. As the elite generation of the Central Plains martial arts, they had nothing to say.    Zuo Mang of the Yuqing faction was one of the people who stayed. "We lost the Dragon Slaying Association. I know what the Dragon King wants to ask, and I will give you the answer." "Okay." Gu Shenwei said.  "These six people." Zuo Mang pointed to the companions who stayed with him, "They are disciples who have joined various sects in the past six years. They are all apprentices with arts, but there is no one from the Western Region among them." The six of them stiffly signed up for each sect.  , name, and place of origin, treating this as a humiliation.  "This is exactly what I want to know." Gu Shenwei did not see any traces of the Jinpeng killer on these six people.  Zuo Mang and others did not say goodbye and went out of the forest to chase the others.  Only Gu Shenwei and Zihe Zhenren were left in the forest.  "Good magical skills taught by real people." "It's not that I have magical skills, but you have your own foundation. Alas, it's a pity that the boy from the Luo family has listened to me and he should be fine." Gu Shenwei walked under the tree and picked up his own  "We need to talk." "Yes, I have always wanted to talk to you." Gu Shenwei must find out why Zihe used himself to kill people from the Luo family: the old god saw  After meeting Luo Pingji, he understood the aloof and unyielding character of the other party. The move he taught was clearly meant to kill him.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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