At both ends of the long bluestone-paved street, two people were walking toward each other. Chen Pingan and the chess stall happened to be located in the middle.
On Chen Pingan's left hand side is a woman with a white gauze mask, dressed in slate green clothes, wrapped in red brocade, tied with a jade belt, holding a pipa in her arms, her body is enchanting and swaying.
On the right is an eight-foot-tall man, with bare hands, a bare upper body, and muscular muscles, but he is wearing a pair of pink trousers.
This pair of men and women do not look like ordinary people who keep company with the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs.
The man was full of murderous intent and did not hide his high-spirited fighting spirit. He stared at the guy holding the vermilion wine pot in his hand. He was slightly taller than the average young and strong man from Nanyuan Kingdom, although his face He is handsome, but he can't be considered a young man.
The man laughed loudly and said: "Foreigner, my name is Ma Xuan. I come from outside the Great Wall. Some bad guys gave me the nickname Pink King Kong. Yesterday, someone spent a thousand taels of gold to buy your head. , and said that your martial arts skills are unfathomable, and despite your tender face, you are most likely an old monster like Yu Zhenyi, so I called my concubines together, are you going to commit suicide today so that you can leave a whole body, or give it to me Smashed to pieces with both fists?"
The man's voice was loud and his words were so loud that everyone at the chess stall was in an uproar and fled in all directions, ignoring the chess box and bench. This was about killing people in the street. How could they dare to join in the fun? According to what the elders in Zhuangyuan Lane said, in the history of Nanyuan Capital, there have been several fights between elites in the world, and the fights turned the world upside down. It was beaten into ruins, and there were at least hundreds of households in the courtyard wearing sackcloth and mourning.
Through the thin veil, looking at the scattered neighbors, the woman raised her mouth and was about to pick a string with her right hand and kill people with the music.
But the woman suddenly stopped picking the strings and smiled sweetly, "Since this young master doesn't like to join in the fun, I won't do it more."
It turns out that the white-robed foreigner was staring at him. When he fell in love with her, it felt like as long as she dared to touch the strings, he would leave the pink diamond and focus on her first.
She is here to help her old friend earn a thousand taels of gold together, not to be the main force in a thankless fight. The reason why she is willing to accept this deal is that she and Pink King Kong Ma Xuan are in the world. There are few excellent partners in the world. One person can fight in close quarters, and the other can harass and harass them from afar. They are perfect. As long as it is a martial arts master outside the ten people, if the two of them cooperate, even if they cannot defeat him, they can still escape.
Chen Pingan felt a little baffled. Why did he want to find him? First it was the so-called banished immortal by the fairy Fan Wan'er, and now someone offered a thousand taels of gold. So in broad daylight, two guys covered in bloody evil spirits popped out. If he hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid those fleeing people would have died. .
Compared to Ma Xuan, the burly and intimidating man, Chen Pingan pays more attention to women.
The gorgeous pipa made of a whole piece of red sandalwood fell into Chen Ping'an's eyes, and there was another mystery. There were traces of bloody smell near the strings of the pipa.and the death aura as thick as ink, intertwined with each other, spreading out and overflowing in all directions.
It’s just that there are no resentful spirits or ghosts on the pipa. Chen Pingan is a little surprised by this. According to his own experience of traveling around Aquarius Continent and Tongye Continent, there are so many dead souls who died under the pipa, and the resentment is condensed. , there should be something weird happening, just like in the Flying Eagle Castle.
The skinny little girl sat on the bench at the base of the wall, muttering "No one can see me...no one can see me...".
As for why she didn’t follow the people and flee into the distant streets, she had hesitated before, but she always felt more at ease staying here.
Chen Pingan asked: "If I offer two thousand taels of gold, can you tell me who is behind it?"
The woman lowered her head and covered her mouth, smiling coquettishly, because she was holding the pipa in her arms. , after making this movement, the chest was squeezed severely.
Then Ma Xuan just glanced at her, his eyes were hot, and he smiled and cursed: "Slut, I haven't seen you for several years, but I still can't walk after seeing a handsome man! After this deal, Let's find a place to fight. Can it be cheaper? It costs a hundred taels of gold at a time. Who in the world can afford it?" Chen Pingan sighed and said, "No need to talk."
The man strode forward and laughed loudly: "Tear off your head, let's talk again. I'll tell you what you should say and what shouldn't be said. How about that?"
Holding the pipa The woman walked slowly, and when she was still a hundred steps away from Chen Ping'an, she stopped. She gently shook her wrist, ready to go.
Ma Xuan suddenly kicked off, and the bluestone ground beneath his feet shattered. His burly figure instantly arrived less than a foot in front of Chen Pingan, his pink trousers clinging to his thighs. Because of his speed, he let out a hunting sound. sound.
Only one foot away, that one looks like
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The frightened guy remained motionless, Ma Xuan sneered. : "If you dare to offend my mistress, you will die!"
No longer conserving his strength, his punch suddenly accelerated and hit Chen Ping'an's head.
Chen Ping'an's mind changed rapidly and he did not waste any time dodging the punch. His body was light and he fell backwards, his feet rooted to the ground.
The pure martial artist here seems to be a bit brave. Fight against enemies, and still have a leisurely time chatting with others? Aren't you afraid that when you run out of breath, your opponent will catch a loophole in the gap between the old and the new?
The punch failed. Ma Xuan knew something was wrong and immediately dispersed his energy all over his body. Although he was a master of foreign boxing, he was still afraid that his hardened body might not be able to bear it, so he had to give up. The offensive turned into defense. After the Qi left the acupuncture points all over the body, the skin shone like a layer of golden paint.
Chen Pingan kicked Ma Xuan upwards, hitting Ma Xuan's abdomen, and his whole body was kicked up to the sky.
With a twist and turn, Chen Ping'an suddenly stood up straight, moved his steps lightly, swayed left and right, and just missed the four "strings" that condensed into lines.
Women twist, roll,Picking three positions, the five fingers of the right hand were dazzled, but the pipa was silent, but a glimmer of crystal light suddenly appeared in front of him and disappeared in an instant.
Chen Ping'an floated up and down the street, each time just dodging the cold threads bursting out from the strings. Those razor-like threads criss-crossed in the air, messy, like several Ten strong bows shot out a barrage of arrows, covering all directions.
Ma Xuan made a heavy weight fall to the ground with a crash, his hands made like hammers, and he pressed down fiercely on the street.
Obviously, the woman was also paying attention to Ma Xuan's movements. She picked the right moment. When Ma Xuan fell, the threads surging out from the pipa were slowed down so as not to delay Ma Xuan. offensive momentum.
Chen Ping'an disappeared out of thin air. The burly man was stunned for a moment. It was too late to retract his fist, so he hit it hard on the street. Ma Xuan, who had long arms like an ape, bent his knees and hit the ground in a half-crouched position. The fist touched the ground, causing the bluestone slab to shatter and fly.
Chen Ping'an appeared next to Ma Xuan, pressed Ma Xuan's shoulder with one hand, and applied slight pressure, causing Ma Xuan to sink suddenly, and his knees sank into the bluestone slabs.
Ma Xuan shouted angrily and wanted to push away the heavy palm, but the man just pressed it again and forced him to sit on the ground. The layer on his skin meant The golden body that had almost reached the peak of martial arts practice began to dissipate on its own, and the breath in his body began to flow involuntarily. Ma Xuan was so horrified that his liver and gallbladder burst, and his soul was scattered.
After "discussion".
Chen Pingan finally discovered the truth. The pure Qi in this martial artist’s body was too scattered.
The aura and fist intention flowing out of the body are real, a real state of martial arts and Qi refining, but just like a house, the wood of the pillars is not good enough, and the ordinary wind and sunshine will not There is a problem, but once it encounters real strong winds and heavy rain, it will easily fail to hold up and collapse.
One breath is mixed and chaotic, seeking more but not refinement. It has nothing to do with "purity". Instead, it is like a martial artist who has taken the path of a qigong practitioner.
The woman holding the pipa simply stopped moving her fingers, and there was a resentful sigh behind the veil.
There was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. This time she and Ma Xuan had hit a brick wall.
The seemingly young white-robed young man in front of him is most likely the hidden great master who is infinitely close to the "Ten Under Heaven".
A member of the Demon Cult? Another proud man born out of the blue after Ding Laomo? Want to dominate the world?
Or is he a direct disciple carefully trained by the old god Yu Zhenyi? Is it to use the trump card against Ding Laomo's comeback?
The situation is a mess.
The same is true in the heart of the Pipa woman.
I and Ma Xuan should not have gotten involved.
Someone on the wall clapped his hands lightly, "It's amazing. He is worthy of being temporarily put on the list. He is indeed worth dealing with seriously."
The woman looked up and suddenly It's like falling into an ice cave, with a smile squatting on the wallA man with a stiff face, his face remains unchanged for thousands of years, just like wearing a poor and inferior mask. Once you put it on, it will take root and sprout, and you will never be able to take it off again in this life.
Smiley face, Qiantang.
Besides those ten people, this person can be called the most difficult master in the world, if not one of them. He is also an evil heretic with the weirdest temperament. He does not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but when he encounters people in the same realm, A master will definitely stalk him. Xue Yuan, the eight-armed god who is one of the ten older people, has fallen out of the ten because of his age and has passed the peak of his boxing skills. However, he is so skinny that a camel is bigger than a horse. A certain hero from one of the three sects almost died under his eight-armed magical power, but when faced with a smiling face, he was overcome by Qiantang
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I struggled with it for a whole year, almost driving me crazy.
The smiling face squatted on the wall, grabbed a piece of soil with one hand, threw it gently, and said hey: "If you still deliberately retain your strength, you will die, not in his hands. But die in my hands."
"Right, Ma Xuan? And that busty woman, what's your name?"
Ma Xuan, whose shoulders were pressed by Chen Ping'an several times, suddenly burst into powerful aura, and his aura was much higher than before.
The woman holding the pipa also put on a pair of fake nails, glowing with a faint light, no longer suspected of showing off her skills, and began to strum the pipa strings.
Ma Xuan punched fiercely with his backhand.
Chen Pingan stretched out a palm in front of himself to block the punch, and took advantage of the situation to slide out. His feet were like two chess pieces gently sliding across the mirror.
Between Ma Xuan and Chen Ping'an, two bright green silk threads as thick as thumbs just crossed each other, and two cracks appeared in the walls on both sides.
If Chen Pingan retreats later, he will need to face this sneak attack head-on.
Ma Xuan turned around, first glanced up at the guy on the wall who still had a smiling face, snorted coldly, stared at Chen Pingan, who was safe and sound, and spit out blood on the ground. He was hit by Chen Pingan earlier. His feet were staring up at the sky, and his internal organs had actually been injured. The strong man reminded the woman behind him: "Slut, if you don't show some real skills, it will be difficult for us to fool around today."
The woman was vicious. Said: "It's all your fault, how can it be so difficult to earn money in the world!"
Ma Xuan grinned and said: "How did I know in advance that this gold is so hot? I agreed to deal with Old Devil Ding. , I thought this guy was just a small fish and shrimp."
Chen Pingan focused more on the smiling face on the wall.
He was testing them, or trying to see through the depths of this world.
Aren’t they looking at Chen Pingan’s true background?
The smiling face on the wall clapped again, "It's interesting. Do you want to go together?"
At this moment, a Yushu slowly walked out of the intersection of streets and alleys. A young man facing the wind, wearing an apricot hairpin and holding two bloody brains in his handsbag.
Zhou Shi, the hairpin man, stood at the corner, looking at Chen Ping'an from a distance, smiled, picked up the head in his hand, and gently dropped it on the ground.
A stunning woman wearing wooden clogs walked out from behind him. She slowly passed Zhou Shi and stepped on the bluestone from the mud, making a very clear and crisp sound. She also held two heads in her hand and threw them on the street.
She smiled sweetly and said: "Young master, my grandfather said that as long as you hand over the wine gourd, the child will live. Otherwise, the family of five will be reunited. These days, the young master has been walking around the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, and he seems to be a kind-hearted person. Can you bear it?"
In the house deep in the alley, there is a man wearing a silver lotus crown. The old man was sitting on the bench basking in the sun. There was a child next to him, shivering, his face covered with snot and tears.
The old man smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, your talent is very good. I plan to make an exception and accept you as a disciple. Maybe you can become the next leader of the Demon Cult. Why are you crying? I just lost a few relatives. But there is hope of owning a whole world. My dear, if you have read some books, you should be able to calculate this account clearly. If you cry again, it will distract me and prevent me from trapping the little guy in the room. I will lose my life. You kill them together."
The old man raised his head and looked into the distance, "Yu Zhenyi, Zhong Qiu, I might as well tell you the truth, I have promised to protect Zhou Fei, and I advise you to kill Tong Qingqing and Feng Qingbai first. Two, let’s deal with me again. Besides, one more foreigner will give you more opportunities. Whether or not you kill me is not that important anymore. Do you really think that I will be tempted by a golden body of an Arhat? Then you too? You underestimated me, Ding Ying. But I can tell you a huge piece of good news. Killing that man on the street is not enough. In addition to one life, plus the wine gourd and the legend in the house behind me. The Immortal Flying Sword in the game is at least thirteen."
The old man said lazily: "Why don't you and I change our strategies? If we kill that kid, we will have many more opportunities to choose. ”
Probably having received the exact reply, the old man sneered.
On the street, Chen Ping'an looked around and said solemnly: "There is no need to calculate my state of mind anymore."
Both Smiley Face and Hairpin Hualang both found it incredible, for some reason To say something like this.
Only in the distance was a middle-aged man standing in the shade of a tree holding a sword. He had been taking a nap. Now he opened his eyes and no longer looked lazy at all. He sneered: "Sure enough, So."
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