Chapter 33 Chapter Thirty-Three

At three poles in the sun, they saw the Ghost Sorrow Inn half a mile away. In the northwest, there are strange peaks piercing the sky, and the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mists, forming a vast expanse. On the other side of the Baizhang abyss in the southeast, there are also mountains and seas that are as high as the sky. The plank road is about four miles long, winding to the northeast through the half-waist of the peak, like a long snake that disappears and disappears, which is really staggering, and it is simply made by magic. The arduousness of the project is breathtaking. Coming!Fan Kaiping cried out tiredly and excitedly.

Wen Xin stopped suddenly, quickly untied Miss Fan and the package, and shouted urgently: "Cheer up, you must reach the plank road as soon as possible, and you have to climb as well, hurry up!" Clang!The sound of the sword was deafening, and his long sword was unsheathed. Fan Yunshen carried his beloved daughter on his back, held onto his wife, and ran forward frantically. Fan Kaiping also took hold of his crumbling wife, and walked staggeringly. This is a steep slope, the width of the road is only ten feet, and it is not easy to flank on both sides.About a hundred steps behind, a group of big men were turning around the mountain mouth, like stars jumping and throwing pills.

Wen Xin retreated slowly with his sword in his hand, his face was gloomy and solemn, a palpitating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, murderous intent flashed in his tiger eyes. It was approaching, and the first middle-aged man was within twenty steps. The point of his sword rose slowly, he stopped and shouted: We have given up the property of Wulianyi, don't kill them all. The middle-aged man approached within two feet, and raised his hand to signal the twelve minions to stop. With a whistling of the saber, the narrow front long saber came out of its sheath, and said sharply: "I guessed it, it really is you, it turns out that you are an expert, no wonder you were beaten and soaked in water, it's just bleeding from your mouth and nose."

Wen Xin smiled calmly, and said coldly: I have done my duty as a martial arts practitioner, and I can't bear it until the end, so I protect myself.Enough is enough, sir. enough?How can our people die in vain? How can I die in vain. Alright, uncle will kill you first. Don't push me, sir.he said in a low voice. Are you really Fan's second son in charge? No comment. Is your name really Wenxin? No comment. With a roar of anger, the middle-aged man rushed forward, the light of the knife flashed, he slashed Huashan and walked into the middle palace, like a lightning strike. Zheng!Jianhong shot, snorted, and pierced the middle-aged man's throat without hindrance, as fast as a flash of lightning, and there was no chance for the opponent to dodge.

The sword has seen blood, and the blood is maddening. With a long roar, Wen Xin flew over the corpses that hadn't yet fallen, and rushed towards the twelve minions who were still in shock. He spit out sword flowers, and the second big man didn't even have time to withdraw his knife, and a bloody hole appeared in his heart. The eleven people in the back were horrified, and two of them died in one rush. It was impossible, but it happened, and they were so shocked that they withdrew their weapons in a panic to defend themselves. The road is too narrow to move easily.One-to-one is no longer enough, and two-to-one only has room for straight forward and straight retreat, and there is no room for maneuver in head-to-head confrontation. The stronger one wins.

Wen Xin is like a wild lion, driving straight in fearlessly.The sword in his hand was advancing at a terrifying speed, which was dizzyingly fast. clank!There was an ear-piercing sound of gold and iron, like fireworks exploding at the same time. A series of dizzying flashes of lightning cut into the shadows of swords, lights and figures in one go, the sword transforms into a dragon and snake, and a man leaps like a lion, breaking waves everywhere he passes. Boom The human body fell down, rolled, and fell horribly. Underground, puddles of blood stained the dust, shocking. Ah, the pitiful cry of the swordsman is soul-stirring.

The fast-legged person turned around and ran wildly, the terror of death stimulated the potential of life, and escaped faster than ever. The sky is filled with the breath of death, and the god of death has extended his hand to these people. The fastest he can escape is more than ten steps, and he has completed the journey of life. The last minion was finally hit by the sword, and screamed and rolled over the bottom of the slope more than ten feet away. None of the twelve people was spared. This almost crazy and fast fight was like a violent storm hitting a broken flower. He flicked the blood-stained long sword, turned his head and shouted: Why don't you hurry up?quick!

It turned out that Fan Yunshen's family could not hold on after only 20 or 30 steps away.At the same time, I was worried about his safety, so I leaned on two cypress trees and watched his every move in fear. They saw him showing off his supernatural powers, and saw him slaying the ghosts with the momentum like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. The sight of blood and flesh flying all over them frightened them stiff. Let's go!Fan Yunshen said in horror. Wen Xin backed away slowly, watching the three gray-robed men flying over from a distance. The three men in gray robes were coming at a sudden speed, as if they were flying against the wind, their robes were fluttering, they were hunting, and the tassels of their long swords were flying behind them.

He only needs to look at the opponent's movement, and he knows that he has encountered a formidable opponent. He immediately planted his sword on the ground, took off the outer straight skirt, and revealed the navy blue strong suit and the leather waist with the throwing knife inserted inside. He put on the scabbard smoothly, first tested the flying knife with his left hand, and then calmly drew the sword. Kicking the coat down the hillside with one kick, he still retreated slowly, waiting for the strong enemy to approach. The three men in gray robes passed the pile of corpses and stopped slowly.

The three exchanged winks and began to examine the deadly wounds on the corpse. Wen Xin had retreated a hundred paces away, but was still retreating slowly, without turning around to face the enemy, watching the old and young of the Fan family in front enter the plank road. The headed gray-robed man finished his inspection and said in a low voice to his two companions: The fatal wound starts between the eyebrows and reaches down to the abdomen. This man's sword seems to be out of order. It's hard to guess the origin of his sword path. We have to be careful. A man with ashes in his hair in a bun snorted and said: As long as he draws out his sword, brothers can see where he came from.

The last person had a mustache and said proudly: Even if he is the master of the martial arts school, he will not escape death today.The brothers deal with him, and the two elder brothers are responsible for capturing a family of young and old named Fan.Walk! The three of them stopped chasing with lightness skills, and chased quickly, still extremely fast. Nearly, thirty steps, twenty steps The man with the mustache leaped forward. With a flick of his robe, his withered hands, like bird claws, stretched out from his cuffs and jumped up. Just as he was about to reach out to grab it, Wen Xin turned around suddenly, with the blood-stained long sword hanging down in front of his toes, the tiger's eyes shone with divine light, and his eyes stared at the opponent's face like sharp knives, his face was terrified, and his muscles seemed to be frozen. Calm, gloomy, calm, like a zombie that just crawled out of the grave, more like a big leopard waiting for an opportunity to pounce on its prey, exuding a cold and dangerous breath of death.Enough to make the opponent's hair stand on end. The outstretched hand stopped, and the figure also stopped. This man's previous arrogance was suppressed by his expression. The other two followed and involuntarily stopped at the same time.When the man with the mustache saw his companion arrive, he felt his face was dull, and his gaffe must have been noticed by his companion, so he couldn't help but get angry.With a strange cry, he grabbed at the void suddenly. The distance was less than one zhang, and when I stretched out my hand, I pulled them closer by more than three chi.After grabbing it, a soundless energy burst out of the air, obviously frightened and angry, he used a vicious trick. With a flick of Wen Xin's long sword, there was a sharp howl, as if passing through a condensed transparent ice wall, the noise was ear-piercing. The strength captured was dissipated by the sword energy, but the sword momentum also appeared to be hindered. Both sides were able to compete with the true strength of the inner family, and neither of them could gain an advantage. The face of the man with the mustache changed, and he said vigilantly: "Good boy, you can actually defeat the old man's unique skill of hooking soul claws. Obviously, you are not an unknown junior in the world."snort!Do you recognize us as the Three Sages of Bashan?Zhang Dingyuan, the old man's claw.Junior, show your name! Wen Xin remained silent, his menacing eyes firmly biting the opponent's. God Claw Zhang Dingyuan was furious, and said sharply: Junior, no one dares to be so arrogant in front of the old man and ignore the old man's words, are you dumb? He still ignored it, standing upright like a stone man. The divine claw Zhang Dingyuan was ashamed and angry, both claws were lifted up at the same time, he took a breath of qigong and stretched his arms, and the bearded robe was automatic without wind, and he grabbed it out. The gray-robed man in the lead walked out slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Third brother, step back!"This kid's qi practice has reached the level of proficiency, he can control the sword with qi, it is not suitable to fight with him with bare hands, let brother Yu take care of him. After the sound fell, he copied his hand, and the long sword was in his hand. The god claw Zhang Dingyuan retreated without a word, still angry. Wen Xin was still standing on the spot, his sword tip and front fingers were ready to strike, but the dragon chant from the sword body had disappeared, and the hand holding the sword was not exerting any strength. Experts can tell if there is one as soon as they make a move; people with discerning eyes can already see that the strength of his sword can be received and received freely, and the sword is restrained before it is released, and it is like thunder when it is released. It can be seen that he has been preparing for a long fight, and has listed these three people who claim to be the three saints of Bashan as strong enemies. The gray-robed man did not attack rashly with his sword, and said in a gloomy manner: "Old Master Sword Saint Luo Hua, I have something to ask you." Wen Xin is expressionless, and no one can frighten him. Juggernaut Luo Hua Changjian Xu Ju, continued: Tell me your identity and name, maybe we can discuss it. Wen Xin seemed to have never heard of it, and he didn't even blink his eyelids. Sword Saint Luo Hua became increasingly angry, and said with a sneer: Young people's arrogance is not a bad thing, but it also depends on when and where.Quickly show your identity and name, so that the old man can show you a clear way. Wen Xin was unmoved and ignored him. Wuming, the sword master, became angry, raised his hand, and said coldly: "You two virtuous brothers, you two go and arrest the members of the Fan family. Brother Yu must teach him a lesson." The second child is Xu Kui, the magic sword, and raised his hand to the third child, Zhang Dingyuan, the magic claw, trying to bypass Wen Xin. The tip of Wen Xin's sword moved slowly from side to side, and the dragon's chant reappeared on the sword. Qiang's second and third elders unsheathed their swords and swords at the same time, clearly expressing their intention to break through the barrier, and also expressing that both of them are wary. The Juggernaut seized the opportunity, let out a cold scold, the long sword summoned Changhong Jingtian, and rushed to attack. Clanking and clanging, Wenxin seals three swords in succession, retaliates with a stroke of moon falling and star sinking, and storms the lower plate. Neither side dared to underestimate the other, so they both reserved a step back, although the fight was extremely fast and varied, neither of them would let go of the old moves, they retreated as soon as they touched each other, each took two steps back. Xu Kui, the magic sword on the left, had to retreat at the same time, and the two sides came into contact.The sword energy emitted is too fierce, and the space controlled by the sword is also wide.And the road is too narrow, and there is an abyss of hundreds of feet to the west. If you venture through it, it is inevitable that one party will miss and may die. He is a disciple of Wudang.Xu Kui, the magic sword, called with confidence. For any school of swordsmanship, the basic offensive and defensive moves are similar.The difference is that each has its so-called unique skills, which are listed as the secrets of the sect. If they are not absolutely reliable successors, it is absolutely difficult to obtain the essence of them. In fact, most of the so-called unique moves can only be understood and cannot be explained in words. To lure the opponent to death and succeed in one blow in the ever-changing moment of fighting is easy to say, but difficult to grasp the opportunity. How to successfully make the best use of the situation and attract the opponent to fall into the trap is extremely difficult, so the unique trick does not guarantee success. Attacking a spirit snake spit letter, the opponent has countless ways to dodge, and countless ways to dismantle the move. You must force or induce the opponent to use a certain move to resolve it, and use a certain method to counterattack before you can take the opportunity to use a certain unique move to counterattack. With a blow of thunder, the opportunity is fleeting. How easy is it? But if you know the opponent's swordsmanship, habits, strengths, etc. in advance, even if you don't use a unique move, you can still dominate the overall situation. Any move can kill the enemy, and any move can be regarded as a unique move. Sword Saint Luo Hua, known as the Sword Saint, must be a master of swordsmanship, familiar with the essence of swordsmanship from all schools and schools in the world, and a famous master with rich experience. He thought he understood Wudang's gossip swordsmanship, and he couldn't help but feel ecstatic, thinking that with the wisdom pearl in his hands, he could win. Sure enough, Wen Xin started to rush to attack, which was exactly what Kanglong Youhui expected. This trick is the most powerful, but it also has great disadvantages. The appearance is the pole of yang, and the anode is the pole of yin; the connotation is prosperity and decline. This incomparably fierce and ruthless move is determined to win, and it is bound to be weak in succession, revealing its weakness, and it happens to be a fatal counterattack at the moment of Yin Sheng. He was trying to use the expected weak willows to lure Kang Long Youhui straight in, so that he could use Long Gui Canghai to stab Wenxin's new foot. Moreover, while using Weak Willow Yingfeng, the sword emitted a gravitational force, and his body turned rapidly. Oops!Kang Long regretted half of the move, Wen Xin suddenly changed his move, turned around, but saw the sword light flowing like electricity, reflected eight feet away. It is not Wudang's Bagua sword, nor is it the Taiji sword of Siming Wudang, nor is it the Qiankun Liangyi sword of Jintai Temple.In short, it was a terrible fatal blow, not even a sword skill, but a desperate knife skill. Gravity attracted the sword instead, its power multiplied, and he fell into death.The sword master flickered, and suddenly fell to the side. The upper half of the head was sliced ​​off, and blood and brains flowed out. Wen Xin's body stabilized, just as the body of the Juggernaut fell to the ground.He was expressionless, and walked forward coldly. Xu Kui, the magic sword, was so shocked that his whole body turned cold and his face was ashen. God Claw Zhang Dingyuan gasped, his legs were trembling, his sword hand was trembling violently, his eyes were dazed, as if seeing a ghost. Wen Xin suddenly let out a long cry, sprinting forward infinitely with his body and sword united. Xu Kui, the divine sword, was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, swiping the sword to seal it quickly, there was a loud bang, and sparks flew. Zhang Dingyuan, the divine claw, rushed into the combined attack in time, his sword hair was like a river bursting a bank, and he rushed to attack Wen Xin's right flank, extremely domineering and wild. Zheng!The sword sounded violently, Wen Xin shook the stabbing sword in time, Jianhong suddenly turned, and the figure was as fast as a ghost, the sword was full of energy, and it shot towards the magic sword Xu Kui on the left like lightning. The divine sword Xu Kui sealed the move again, and he made a stand, but it was a moment later, the tip of the sword had already reached his left chest in a moment.He parried the sword with a clank, but when the tip of the sword, which was already half an inch into his body, was deflected, the wound widened and a big crack opened. Hey God Sword Xu Kui screamed, and instinctively flew back. Too bad, there is a hundred zhang abyss three or four feet behind, but the flying back distance is more than eight feet, and when he realized something was wrong, his body sank sharply. Terrified, he plunged his knife into the cliff with all his strength in his haste, trying to use the steel knife to stabilize his sinking body. Snapped!The blade snapped off suddenly. Ah, the screams swayed, and the magic sword Xu Kui sank like a big rock into the abyss of Baizhang. At the same moment, Wen Xin used his wild swordsmanship like a storm and wind, and with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming torrents, Zhang Dingyuan, who was heartbroken, was forced to retreat step by step to the dead corner under the cliff. The two swords clashed, it was deafening, the swords of both sides were entangled at an astonishing speed, attacking, blocking, and dodging were all based on experience and instinct, and no tricks were used. Clank and clank, every sword is life and death, and every flash of light can be fatal. One step and one death, the difference between life and death is only the slightest. Wen Xin's sword sprinted wildly with dizzying speed, like a mighty river, leaving the opponent with no chance to fight back except to block the frame, completely dominating the opportunity. He didn't allow the opponent to get out of the entanglement to take a breath, and the crazy pressing attack showed his amazing potential. The pressure gradually increased with the passage of time, forcing the opponent into death step by step. Zhang Dingyuan, the divine claw, has retreated to the base of the wall. The moment of life and death has come. If he is blocked by his heel, he will know that the big event is over. The man who wants to live in death is anxious to survive, and he shouts in panic: "Stop!"I have a message for you! Zheng!Qingming was deafening, the sword was thrown out of the side door, and his back was already attached to the cliff wall, and he could only wait for death. Wen Xin's sword went straight in, and the tip of the sword touched the opponent's heart, and said coldly: "Speak!"I am listening. This was the first time he spoke, and there was a cold and strange smile on the corner of his mouth that made the other party's heart palpitate. Zhang Dingyuan, the divine claw, was not afraid of the dry hand of the sword, grabbed the sharp blood-stained blade of the sword against his heart, let go of his right hand, dropped the sword, and said with a pale face: "I am running rampant in the rivers and lakes for half a year. This is the first time I have seen such a fierce and fierce sword." Swordsman. You want to talk nonsense to distract me?he asks. No!Nonsense is of no use to me. My divine claws cannot resist your sword, but are restrained by you. You can kill me at any time. I am planning to do so. You don't want to hear the message? Wen Xin said gloomyly: I am a vagrant, traveling all over the world without half a friend, there will be no friends of mine, right? It was a message from Master Ge. You want me to listen to his message? yes he With a strange scoff, Zhang Dingyuan's chest was cracked, blood gushed out like a fountain, and all five fingers of the hand holding the sword were broken. Hey Zhang Dingyuan screamed wildly. laugh!A second crack appears. The sword light flashed again, and the dragon's chant was loud. Zhang Dingyuan, the god claw, was heartbroken and frantically used his left hand to protect his head and face. Click!The left forearm landed. Wait a minute, Zhang Dingyuan yelled like crazy. The point of the sword reached the throat, and Wen Xin said grimly: You actually want to listen to Ge Tianhong's message, man, you misunderstood the person, I hate the false threats of people who are overconfident, you know?God Claw Zhang Dingyuan trembled all over, and said in fear: Listen to me, and kill me again I don't listen, but I don't want to kill you yet. I have some questions for you. If you answer well, you can live. What are you asking?Zhang Dingyuan gave in completely. More than ten years ago, Big and Small Luotian built a gate in Daluo Mountain, Chizhou. I heard that you, the Three Sages of Bashan, once served as lackeys under the Big and Small Luotian Gate. Injustice!God Claw Zhang Dingyuan complained urgently, sighed and said: Back then, Big and Small Luotian built the mountain gate in Chizhou, and at the beginning it was to warn us the three saints of Bashan not to cross the boundary half a step westward. Later, the head of the sect, Wuliang Buddha, sent someone to ask us to do a few small things for him. We are not worthy of being in the sect of Daluotian! Do you know the inside story of the burning of Luotian Mountain Villa? It is said that it was destroyed by the sky fire, and no one can know the inside story. Are there still people living in Dongliu County in Big and Small Luotian? never heard of that.The big and small Luotian villas were destroyed by fire, that would be a big loss of face, they will not stay any longer. Master Ge is raging at Wulian Station, who is the old master?What about your status? this You don't want to live?I'm perfect for you no i said Say it. The old head is Qinglong Yanqun, the boss of the Five Dragons Gang in Zizhou. Our Bashan Sansheng joined five years ago, and our identity is the envoy of the five directions, and our status is quite high. oh!The Five Dragons Gang is quite famous in Jianghu Road!But why come here to build caves?Isn't this over the line? The territory of Zizhou was fought with Changliu County at the end of the year before last, and was taken by Duanhao Duanhao, Fanjiang Aoduan, so he had to go as far as this area to create another foundation. Wen Xin took the sword away, and said with a cold smile: "You pass on a message for me, tell Qinglong Yanqun to do less evil, and don't let Mr. Ge Tianhong avenge his personal revenge and cause trouble for your gang." Furthermore, don't send people to chase after them and kill them all. There is no chance for anyone who fights with me. In order to protect myself, I will never be lenient in killing people.you go! Can you leave your name? No need. This is how to explain to the master. That's your business. this If you don't get out before you change your mind, I'm afraid you will never have the chance to leave.Wen Xin said coldly. Zhang Dingyuan, the divine claw, shivered, grabbed the wound on his severed arm and fled in embarrassment. Wen Xin pushed the corpse down into the abyss, drew his sword and walked towards the entrance of the stack.