Movie martial arts

Chapter 384
There was still a trace of breathing in the nun's chest, she suddenly opened her eyes to look at Chu Liuxiang, her eyes suddenly became strangely clear and bright.

Chu Liuxiang said sadly, "What else do you want to say?"

The nun moved her lips a few times, and finally made a weak voice, saying: "No...no..."

Chu Liuxiang sighed, "Have you run out of words?"

The nun was full of anxiety, beads of sweat dripped from her head, but even though she had exhausted all her strength, she could no longer make a sound.

"Is it Wuhua?" Suddenly, a voice came, and the nun's eyes lit up, full of resentment... She finally died.

Before she died, she returned to her light, and her mind was suddenly very clear, and she left a major clue for Chu Liuxiang!

Chu Liuxiang was terrified in her heart, and when she looked up, she saw that it was Han Wen who had returned.

Han Wen didn't seem to be having a good time, he still held a wig and a sallow human skin mask in his hand, looked at Chu Liuxiang, and said, "Guess what news I got?"

Chu Liuxiang opened his mouth, shook his head, and said, "How can I guess?"

Han Wen threw the wig to Chu Liuxiang and said: "One thing that is certain is that the murderer is not the same person! Otherwise you would encounter these things here, but I would encounter Tianfeng Shiro again! Don't be too surprised! He is Fake! At least he doesn’t dare to show his true martial arts!”

Chu Liuxiang was stunned for a long time before saying, "Do you have any other clues?"

Han Wen said: "At least I know that Qiu Lingsu is real! And this person...isn't dead yet!"

"Not dead yet?" Chu Liuxiang wondered for a while, and said, "Then why do you think the murderer didn't kill her?"

"Two possibilities! One is that her martial arts are very high, and the murderer is looking for opportunities, but has not been able to do so. The other is that this person's identity is very noble!" Han Wen pondered for a while, and then gave out this answer.

"Where is Sun Xuepu?" Chu Liuxiang asked again.

Han Wen sighed and said, "It's dead! We still think too simple!"

Walking out of Wuyi Nunnery side by side with Han Wen, the night was already very heavy, but Chu Liuxiang's heart was even heavier. The clue he had placed his greatest hope on was broken again.

He couldn't help sighing: "It's no wonder that the murderer is not afraid of us finding Wuyi'an. It turns out that he already knew that Master Suxin was dead. Otherwise, when we were outside Sun Xuepu's window, we were fully protecting him from attacking Sun Xuepu, but later he There are still many opportunities to kill Sun Xuepu.

"You mean that he wanted to use Sun Xuepu's mouth to say 'Wuyi Temple', and then pretend to be 'Suxin Master' to lure us astray, but you actually saw his flaws... ..." Han Wen asked in astonishment.

Chu Liuxiang nodded, and said: "Yes! So he couldn't figure it out, and he figured that I would come to Wuyi Nunnery, so he hid on the beam of the meditation hall first, took advantage of my unpreparedness, threw Su Xin's corpse, and attacked me Although he did not succeed this time, his plan cannot be said to be imprecise, and his methods are even more poisonous. As long as he is negligent, he will inevitably fall into his hands. He wholeheartedly does not want us to be involved in this matter, He did not hesitate to kill so many lives, so it can be seen that the secrets involved in this matter must be astonishing."

"Don't you believe that Wuhua is very suspicious?" Han Wen asked with a frown.

Chu Liuxiang was silent, he really didn't believe it, what did that idiot want to say before he died?The word "nothing" she said, isn't it the "nothing" that "has nothing to say"?
He murmured: "Look at the look in her eyes, she must have a lot to say. Could it be that she was talking about 'Wu', and could the murderer be someone named 'Wu'?"

His thoughts turned, and he suddenly remembered that the nun died under the sycamore tree. Could it be that what she said was the word "Wu" in the sycamore tree. Could it be that she wanted to tell Chu Liuxiang what secrets were buried under the sycamore tree?

As soon as he thought of this, Chu Liuxiang turned around immediately, but before he could run back to Wuyi Nunnery, he saw a fierce flame rising into the sky.The Wuyi Nunnery has turned into a sea of ​​flames, and even if there are any secrets under the "Wutong" tree, it has already been completely burned by the fire.

"I suddenly remembered something!" Seeing Chu Liuxiang who was in a state of confusion, Han Wen opened his mouth to attract his attention.

Chu Liuxiang suddenly raised her head and said, "What is it?"

Han Wen said slowly: "It is reasonable to say that the whereabouts of people like you and me are extremely difficult to track down, but this murderer... Even if they are not alone, it is difficult for them to follow us without being noticed by me. I am I was wondering why our whereabouts were repeatedly leaked! This led to the tragic death of these people!"

Chu Liuxiang changed his face and couldn't think of the reason for a long time. He couldn't help asking: "Could it be that...they are a gang? Not two people, three people?"

"I've thought of a possibility!" Han Wen rolled his eyes and gave the answer - "Beggars!"

That's right!There are disciples of the Beggar Clan all over the world, with more than tens of thousands of members?They are truly the largest gang in the world!Perhaps the gang's masters have always been mixed, but their intelligence work is the best among all gangs!Sometimes even the government cannot compare.

Chu Liuxiang pondered for a while, and said: "Two highly skilled people, one of them is also good at Japanese ninjutsu... Qiu Lingsu is still alive... These news are really important to us! Beggars... I Decided to visit them!"

"What about me?" Han Wen asked with a frown.

Chu Liuxiang said: "You forgot, our whereabouts may have been leaked by the Cinnabar Gang! You need to go back and look!"

"It makes sense!", Han Wen nodded, and suddenly laughed: "I suddenly found that investigating a case is more interesting than killing someone! Investigating a case requires all kinds of evidence, but killing a person requires only one sword! It's too unskillful." !Hahaha!"

"Then wish us good luck!" Chu Liuxiang stretched out his hand.

Han Wen was puzzled, but after a while he understood. He reached out and patted Chu Liuxiang and said, "Wish us good luck!"

Chu Liuxiang had already gone to find the branch of the Beggar Gang in Jinan City, but at this time, the night market was already dark.Han Wen was tired and hungry, but he went straight to Ruyi Hall first.He went to Ruoyitang not only to find out who leaked the whereabouts of himself and Chu Liuxiang, but also to invite him to the Cinnabar Gang to help with some matters!
——A person like Qiu Lingsu is by no means an unknown person. The husband she married must also be well-known. There are many disciples of the Cinnabar Sect, and their eyelids are very complicated. Maybe someone knows their whereabouts.

Han Wen was very incomprehensible. Chu Liuxiang and Li Hongxiu were the people with the most eyelids, but how could they have never heard of Qiu Lingsu before?Chu Liuxiang has no clue at all, and there is nothing in the books Li Hongxiu gave him...

If they don't even know someone, how can others know?

Just when Han Wen was in a daze, he suddenly heard the sound of hoofbeats behind him, and someone yelled: "Get out of the way!"

Just as Han Wen avoided it, a horse rushed past him.The horse's black cloak fluttered in the wind, revealing the fiery red satin inside, and the horse galloped past, almost knocking him down.

"What a stellar horse." Han Wen himself was also a little annoyed, and was about to give this guy a hard lesson, but when he saw the horse, he couldn't help admiring it!
For horses, just like for women, Han Wen also has his own unique special appreciation. Sometimes he is more happy to see a good horse than to see a beautiful woman.At this moment, he glanced at it, and knew that this horse was indeed a one-in-a-million dragon breed, and the person who could look at this kind of horse was by no means an ordinary character.

Han Wen squinted his eyes, with a weird smile on his mouth, and murmured: "Who is this person? Why did he come to Jinan City?...Although beauties sometimes marry stupid husbands, Liangju will never be fooled by mediocrity. As a man, when a good horse chooses its owner, its vision is indeed much more precise than that of a woman choosing a husband. At least it will not be fooled by a few sweet words from a man, nor will it be dizzy when it looks at the white money, and When it chooses a man, it is often more faithful than a woman to her husband."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but smile as he muttered to himself.

He always looks for opportunities to smile and relax his nerves. This is his attitude as a human being. I'm afraid this is also the reason why he can always survive in life-and-death situations. If a person's nerves are too tense, he will not be able to cope with the situation. When something dangerous happens, you don't know how to deal with it.

What's more, he is confident that this view is absolutely correct, because he is indeed a rare authority on both women and horses.

Before arriving at the Happy Hall, Han Wen saw the horse again. It was standing under the lantern at the entrance of the Happy Hall, and it kept raising its head and neighing.

Its owner did not tie it up, as if he was not afraid of it being stolen at all, and several people stood far away, not daring to approach it.

There was another person squatting there holding his stomach, with a look of pain on his face. Han Wen smiled playfully, walked over and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Did my friend suffer from it?"

The man scolded bitterly: "This damn horse is fierce."

Han Wen laughed and said: "A good flower has many thorns, and a beautiful woman and a good horse are usually difficult to mess with. Friends, you'd better keep this sentence in mind."

He only wanted to see why the owner of the horse came to the Happy Hall, and he strode in while talking.

It was not yet midnight, and it was supposed to be the busiest time for gambling in the Happy Hall, but although the room was brightly lit, it was completely silent.

Han Wen frowned secretly, opened the curtain and walked in.I saw dozens of gamblers standing against the wall, each of them was pale with fright, and the girls who usually shuttled back and forth like swallows also stood quietly trembling.

Looking at those bodyguards, they were all lying on the ground at this moment, some of them really couldn't get up, and some didn't dare to get up.Dozens of pairs of eyes were staring blankly at the man in the black cloak.

He stood upright in front of the gambling table, with his back to the door. Han Wen could only see the shiny black whip in his hand, but could not see his face.Now he can only see Leng Qiuhun's face.There was no trace of color on Leng Qiuhun's face, and his eyes were full of panic and fear. He was also staring at the mysterious black cloak.

The hall was so quiet that there was no sound, the tension was trembling, and the dullness was suffocating, just like an arrow on the string, a storm was approaching.

No one noticed that Han Wen walked in, and Han Wen didn't alarm anyone, he just walked over quietly and stood aside quietly.

He finally saw this magical "black cloak"—he was actually a boy, inside the black cloak was a black tights, a black belt, black riding boots, black calfskin gloves, and a black long whip in his hand , only one face was pale, terribly pale.

Looking from the side, I can see that his nose bridge is straight and his thin lips are tightly closed, showing his strength and coldness.His eyebrows are raised, and under the black eyebrows are a pair of deep eyes, so deep that no one can see what is on his mind.

This face is almost perfect, and this young man can hardly find any flaws in his whole body. This kind of strange "perfection" is so perfect that it is terrifying.

Leng Qiuhun stared at him, as if he was considering an answer, the black-clothed boy was not in a hurry, but just looked at him coldly, Leng Qiuhun finally said slowly: "Since your Excellency wants to bet, I will accompany you, but I But I have to ask Your Excellency about Gao’s surname first, I’m sure Your Excellency will not hesitate to tell you?”

The boy said, "I don't have a name."

His voice is also indifferent, sharp, and short, but it is somewhat different from Zhongyuan Yidianhong's voice—both voices are like knives, except that Yidianhong's knife has rusted, while this boy's is blowing hair and breaking his hair Dianhong's voice was piercing and gloomy, but this boy's voice was irritable and hasty.

Leng Qiuhun said: "Since you don't want to tell your name, I'm afraid..."

The boy said: "I'm afraid what?"

Leng Qiuhun said: "The rules here are not to gamble with strangers..."

He looked into the young man's eyes, and immediately said with a dry smile: "But your Excellency has come from a long way, and I will not disappoint you."

The boy in black said, "That's good."

Leng Qiuhun said: "But I don't know what you want to bet on?"

The boy in black said, "Just bet on the dice."

Leng Qiuhun said: "The bet..."

The young man stretched out his hand and threw out a piece of jade. Under the light, he saw that the jade had a gentle luster and no flaws. Even Hanwen had never seen such a perfect jade in his life.Even the legendary Heshibi, which is enough to overwhelm the country, may not be much stronger than this jade.

Leng Qiuhun also knows the goods, his eyes lit up immediately, but he said indifferently: "What do you want to bet with this jade?"

The boy in black said coldly: "Bet on you."

Leng Qiuhun's complexion changed, he raised his head and laughed loudly: "Bet on me? Is my Leng Qiuhun so valuable?"

The boy in black said: "If I win, you will follow me."

Leng Qiuhun's laughter stopped suddenly as if cut by a knife, his eyes fixed on the jade disc on the table, a look of greed appeared in his eyes, then he looked at the dice beside the jade disc, and suddenly said: "Okay! I bet. "

After these words were spoken, there was a commotion in the dead hall.However, Han Wen knew that since Leng Qiuhun dared to bet on all his people, he must have ingenious tricks on these six dice, and he must be sure of winning... In fact, anyone with a certain level of martial arts can do it.

Leng Qiuhun threw the six dice into the white porcelain plate one by one, covered it with a good plate, and said slowly: "There are many ways to gamble with dice, Your Excellency..."

The boy in black said: "The bet is small, the one with the fewest ideas wins."

Leng Qiuhun smiled slightly, and said: "It's the same betting big and small, please."

Just as he was about to send the dice over, the boy said coldly, "You roll first."

Leng Qiuhun thought for a while and said, "The same point..."

The boy said impatiently: "Make peace on the same point."

Leng Qiuhun said: "Okay."

He raised his hand, and a crisp sound of dice immediately resounded through the hall.At this time, he also looked dignified, concentrating on it, and kept shaking the treasure cover next to his ear, and the dice rolled in the porcelain cover, making a burst of soul-stopping sounds.

Everyone in the hall seemed to be breathless with tension.

Suddenly hearing a "bang", Leng Qiuhun had put the treasure cover on the table.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at his pale hand without blinking.

He slowly raised his hand and opened the treasure cover, revealing the six fatal dice──
Another commotion broke out in the hall.

The six dice were all a little red, like six drops of blood in the white porcelain dish.Six dice counted at six, no less, Leng Qiuhun was already invincible, a smug and proud smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Han Wen nodded secretly and said: "Leng Qiuhun's kung fu is really not bad, but I don't know what else this young man can beat him?"

The young man remained calm and said coldly, "It's really good."

Leng Qiuhun smiled slightly and said, "Please, Your Excellency."

The boy said: "Okay."

The word "good" came out, and the long whip in his hand suddenly stabbed out like a poisonous snake.

Leng Qiuhun was startled, thinking that he was going to use force, but who would have thought that the long whip that flew out like lightning stopped suddenly on the dice, the whip whipped cleverly, rolled up a dice, and suddenly let go.

The dice flew straight out with a "chick", and was nailed into the white powder wall. The whole dice was embedded in the wall, and one side was exposed. This side was exactly one point, and the dice could be popped out by hand. , embedded in the wall, exposed a little, is no easy task, and can be regarded as the world's first-class hidden weapon master.

But this young man can roll up and pop the dice with the tip of a six-foot-long whip. His wrist strength and eyesight are simply unbelievable.

The crowd could no longer hold back their exclamation.

With a sound of exclamation, the long whip rolled up the second dice and popped it out.The second dice actually hit the first dice in, embedded it in the wall, and exposed one side—naturally, it was still a bit of blood.

The long whip hissed like a rattlesnake, the dice flew out one after another, the fourth dice hit the third dice, and the fifth dice hit the fourth dice...In an instant, all six dice were nailed into the wall, only the last dice was exposed. One side of a dice——one point, everyone almost stared straight at it.

The boy in black still looked calm and said slowly: "My six dice only have one, you lose..."

Leng Qiuhun's face was ashen, and he suddenly shouted: "This is not counted, so naturally it is not counted."

The boy in black sneered: "You want to play tricks?"

The long whip flew out again, rolling towards Leng Qiuhun like a poisonous snake.

After all, Leng Qiuhun was not a weak person, the saber was drawn out of its sheath hastily, who would have thought that the long whip seemed to be alive, and could change direction halfway to catch the steel saber.Leng Qiuhun immediately let go of the steel saber, and nailed it into the beam of the hall. The red silk on the hilt was flying, and there was already a bloodstain on his pale face.

The boy in black sneered: "You lose, come with me!"

Leng Qiuhun was already stunned, and suddenly heard a person say leisurely: "Both of you please go slowly, I really want to bet with this friend."

The leisurely voice, the faint smile, who is not Korean?

Just now when the long whip was flying, the cloak was turned up, and out of the corner of Han Wen's eyes, Han Wen had caught a glimpse of a flying camel embroidered on the bright red satin lining of the cloak.If it wasn't for this flying camel, he probably wouldn't have come out.

Everyone was already shocked by this young man's martial arts, and seeing that someone was going to bet with him at this moment, they couldn't help staring at Han Wen with wide eyes.

Leng Qiuhun seemed to be pardoned, and immediately smiled and said: "Since Mr. Han wants to gamble, that's great, it's really great." He knew that his skills in Korean were far better than him, and since he came out, he must be There is a certainty of victory.

The deep sea-like and sharp knife-like gaze of the boy in black was fixed on Chu Liuxiang's face. Anyone stared at by such eyes would inevitably lose their souls.

Han Wen looked at him calmly and said, "Your Excellency came from the desert, right?"

The young man's calm expression suddenly changed, and he asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

Han Wen nodded. It seemed to be right. I don’t know who this young man was from Jamuka. He said, "Like you, I have forgotten the name."

The young man stared at him for a while, then said: "You want to bet, okay! What are you betting on?"

Han Wen said: "Dice, naturally it is still a dice, naturally the one with the few wins."

Before he finished his sentence, everyone already felt that this person must be crazy—that boy only has one point on six dice, does he still want to win?
The young man seemed to be interested too, his eyes flickered, and he said, "Bet──"

After thinking for a while, Han Wen said: "If your Excellency loses, I will naturally have to take this jade back. Naturally, the owner of Leng Shaozhuang doesn't have to go with you. Besides, I have to ask you a few questions. talk."

His conditions were really harsh, the young man raised his eyebrows and said, "What if you lose?"

Han Wen sneered, a little disdainful, and said: "If I lose, I will tell you what you really want to know."

The boy's expression changed again, and he said, "How do you know what I want to ask?"

Han Wen stared at him intently and said, "Maybe I know."

If others lose, his conditions are so harsh, if he himself loses, he only loses one sentence, and "maybe". I will never gamble with him like this.

Unexpectedly, the boy thought for a while, and said decisively: "Okay, I'll bet."

Han Wen smiled and said, "I already knew what your Excellency was going to bet on."

The young man said: "I have already rolled the dice, do you want me to roll the dice again?"

Han Wen waved his hand and said, "No need."

The more people felt that there was something wrong with this person's head, and the problem was not small, they saw him walking to another gaming table and picking up six dice.

He held the six dice in his hands, and Leng Qiuhun's whole body seemed to be held in his hands. He looked calm, but Leng Qiuhun was already covered in cold sweat and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Han, don't forget, That friend threw a point."

Han Wen smiled lightly and said, "I know."

With a wave of his hand, the first dice flew out.

Everyone just said that he also wanted to learn the young man's method, but the most he could do was to follow the prescription and throw a little, at most he would not lose, but he still couldn't win.What's more, the young man used his whip to pop the dice, but he had to use his hands. It was obvious that the difficulty was much worse, so why did he bother to show his shame?

But the castration of this dice was surprisingly slow, as if it was hanging by a wire. Everyone really couldn't figure out how the dice would not fall down.Although everyone doesn't understand how deep the skill is hidden in it, they all know that "slowness" is much more difficult than "fastness".

At this time, the second dice flew out from Han Wen's hand, caught up with the first dice, and smashed the first dice with a soft "chi".The castration of the third dice was quicker, and it caught up with the second dice, and smashed to pieces with a bang.

With a flick of Han Wen’s finger, I saw that the castration of the dice was faster than the first one. The fourth dice crushed the third, and the fifth crushed the fourth... The fifth dice continued to castrate and hit the wall. , bounced back again, and happened to meet the sixth dice, and the two dice collided in mid-air, smashing them all.

The six dice turned into powder and fell to the same place on the ground, forming a pile. Everyone was stunned, as if they were watching some kind of magic.

Han Wen clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I didn't get any of my six dice. I'm afraid you lost."

Leng Qiuhun finally couldn't help jumping up, clapping his hands and laughing: "Not bad, not bad, the six dice don't even have a single point, so wonderful, so wonderful."

The black-clothed young man's face was pale. Although Han Wen's method was clever, it was genuine and there was no cheating at all.

What's more, his own method of defeating Leng Qiuhun was a trick, so how can he criticize others?At this moment his situation is exactly the same as that of Leng Qiuhun just now, he can't rely on it if he wants to, he has always played with others in the palm of his hand, he didn't want to do it today and kill himself.

I saw the light flickering in his big deep eyes, sometimes angry, sometimes regretful, sometimes resentful, and sometimes seemed to be a little appreciative.These eyes were originally as deep and calm as sea water, but now they are like clouds in the sky, colorful and unpredictable. These indifferent eyes suddenly became emotional.

Even Han Wen couldn't help being dazed, and sighed secretly: "If these eyes were born on a woman's face, that woman must be a stunning beauty. She only needs to look at a man, and that man will die for her. I'm afraid They were all willing... It's a pity that these eyes were born on a man's face, but they were really born in the wrong place."
The black-clothed boy stood there for a long while, then suddenly swung his long whip, whipping it at the people standing on both sides without thinking.

In an instant, more than a dozen people were beaten to death by him, and they ran away screaming, the black-clothed boy was flying a long whip in his palm, and said sharply: "Get out! Get out of here, and no one is allowed to stay here! "

The hall was in chaos, and some girls were squeezed to the ground, but they crawled out;
Leng Qiuhun's complexion changed, and he said angrily: "These people haven't provoked you at all, why are you venting your anger..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another bloodstain on his cheek.

The boy in black scolded: "Get out of here too, get out!"

The blood dripped down Leng Qiuhun's face, but he didn't even wipe it off. He just stared at the black-clothed boy coldly, and said with a sneer, "If you don't want to admit defeat in front of others, I can go out, but... ..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

But he still stood still, and continued slowly: "Just you have to remember, these three lashes will always be paid back double by Leng someday."

The boy in black flew out his long whip again, shouting: "Four whips!"

Leng Qiuhun stamped his feet, gritted his teeth and walked out.

At this time, all the people in the hall had left cleanly, but the young man in black didn't seem to have vented his anger enough, and beat all the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls to pieces.

Han Wen leaned against the table, looked at him with a smile, and said leisurely: "Everyone has left now, you can always admit defeat, right?"

The whip in the palm of the young man in black slowly fell, and Han Wen couldn't see the expression on his face, only saw his shoulders heaving, gradually calmed down, and finally said in a deep voice: "What do you want to ask? Tell me!"

Han Wen pondered for a while, and said: "I wonder if you have seen the letter that your father received before entering the customs? I wonder what is written in that letter?"

The black-clothed boy suddenly turned around, stared at Han Wen with deep and sharp eyes, and said sharply: "How do you know who my father is? How do you know that he has entered the customs? How do you know that he had followed up before entering the customs?" A letter?"

Han Wen frowned slightly and said, "Don't forget, I am asking you now."

The boy in black said: "You have already asked, now I am asking you."

Han Wen said: "If I ask, you haven't answered yet, how can you ask me?"

The boy in black said coldly: "I only promised to let you ask me a few words, but I didn't say that I must answer you."

Han Wen snorted coldly and said, "I always wanted to see who the most unreasonable person in the world is, and today I finally did."

The young man in black said: "You have already asked me. You might as well take the jade. You can also let the man named Leng go. The bet between you and me has been fulfilled. Now, it is your turn to answer my question."

He said these words in a dense manner, fast and urgent, as if he had planned it long ago, Han Wen said coldly, "What if I don't answer?"

The young man in black's answer was only one word: "Death!"

Han Wen said: "What if I don't want to die?"

This question is really ingenious. The boy in black has never seen anyone deal with him with such an attitude since he was a child.In his cold eyes, sparks burst out suddenly, and he murmured: "You don't die, I die!"

The word "death" exited, and the long whip was rolled out.This long whip of his seems to have turned into countless circles, and each circle seems to be caught in Han Wen's throat.

──Actually, none of them were caught.

Han Wen had already arrived behind the boy in black like light smoke, and said coldly, "What if I don't want you to die?"

The boy in black pulled the cloak with his left hand, and the black cloak pressed down on Han Wen like a dark cloud. In the dark cloud, there were actually seven cold stars!He seemed to be really angry, and his subordinates didn't show any mercy, he pulled the cloak with his left hand, and the "seven-star needle" hidden in the sleeve was also struck out!

This move of "Flying Stars from the Cloud Base" is actually the unique skill in the life of the "Desert Dragon" who ruled the world in the past. I don't know how many martial arts masters have lost their lives under this move.

Han Wen also didn't expect that he had such a vicious kung fu, but he felt his eyes dimmed, and the sound of sharp hidden weapons piercing the wind came through his chest.If he wanted to dodge, it would be too late, his chest and abdomen shrank back suddenly, and his body went back like a crossbow arrow.

These seven cold stars moved like electric potential, Han Wen retreated faster than the hidden weapon, when he retreated to the corner, the power of the hidden weapon has gradually weakened and slowed down.

Han Wen suddenly stretched out his hand, and caught all the seven cold stars in his hand like catching mosquitoes. The boy in black suddenly moved, and shouted: "What a fast movement, what a high 'splitting light'."

With the sound of drinking, seven whips have been struck!
Others' whipping is like a strong wind, or like a shower, but his whipping is like thick clouds, the rain is about to fall, and the wind is about to rise.

Others' whipping methods may be sweeping or direct blows.

But his whipping technique is rolled over, a big circle encloses a small circle, within the small circle there are smaller circles, and outside the big circle, there is an even bigger circle.

At a glance, one can see hundreds of thousands of circles, large and small, some circles cover hands, and some circles cover heads.

Even Han Wen had never encountered such a whipping method before, and he was a little surprised in his heart. He knew that as long as he was caught in a trap, it would not be fun.

But there are countless circles, big and small, but each of them looks like a small number, and no one can tell which circle is real and which circle is imaginary.False and real circles are set one after another like lightning, it is not easy to dodge, and it is even more difficult to break through.

While dodging, Han Wen turned his thoughts around, and suddenly saw a lottery tube on the gaming table over there, which contained a whole tube of bamboo sticks for throwing "Zhuangyuanhong".He flew for four feet in the air, and had already copied a tube of bamboo sticks in his hand. When the long whip came after him, he suddenly threw a bamboo stick into the whip ring.

Just listening to the sound of "pat", the long whip slowed down, and the bamboo stick was broken into two pieces!
After the long whip broke the bamboo stick, the circle disappeared, but with a flick of the black-clothed boy's wrist, countless circles rolled up again.

The whip rings were rolled one after another, and the bamboo sticks in Han Wenzao's hands also flew out one after another, and each move was thrown into the whip ring impartially.But I heard a series of "cracking, crackling, crackling" sounds like firecrackers, but I saw the circles disappearing one by one, and the bamboo sticks broke one by one.

The voice is really nice, and the situation is even more beautiful.The black-clothed boy's whipping technique is of course unmatched in the martial arts world, but the Korean breaking technique is even more ingenious.

You must know that after the long whip is rolled into a circle, the power is already ready to be released, and once it touches an external force, the full power will not be released.

Therefore, after the bamboo stick is put in, the whip circle will inevitably be broken. After the bamboo stick is twisted, the power will disappear and the circle will disappear.Although this principle sounds simple, it is not easy to come up with it when the enemy is fighting and the fight is in full swing.

Han Wen's skill has been comprehended in countless life and death fights. It is different from ordinary people. He has a lot of martial arts. He obviously can't break it when he guarantees not to hurt the boy, but when it comes to actually doing it, he can do it in the first place. In an instant, he came up with a broken method.

Therefore, some people who are stronger than him in martial arts are defeated by him when they fight. Although the defeat is inexplicable, the more inexplicable they are, the more docile they are. This is also the weakness of human heart.

The black-clothed boy "flying the ring around the moon, flying clouds and spreading rain" across the desert, has never met an opponent, and did not expect to encounter such a strange and weird breaking method today.

He couldn't help but feel anxious, the whip was faster, the more circles, the more whip circles, and the bamboo sticks were thrown more urgently. He saw that the tube of "Zhuang Yuan Red" bamboo sticks in Han Wen's hand was about to be used up.

The boy in black was overjoyed and thought: "When you run out of bamboo sticks, what else can you do?"

Thinking about it, I saw that after Han Wen threw the bamboo stick with his right hand, the long whip twisted the bamboo stick, the circle disappeared, and the whip naturally had to slow down.

Han Wen actually took advantage of the momentum of the whip, and "Split Light and Catch Shadow" copied the broken bamboo sticks in his hand again, and one stick turned into two.

The black-clothed boy was anxious and angry, the circle moved from left to right, from front to back, even more unpredictable, sometimes when he got angry, the whip circle was no longer set on Hanwen.

But no matter what weird and remote corner the whip ring is thrown at, as long as Han Wen moves his hand, the bamboo stick will always be thrown right into the center of the circle.

The black-clothed boy is also naturally obstinate, the more clever the tactics of others, the more he will fight to the end, but he refuses to change to another whipping method.

Later Han Wen couldn't help but laugh and said: "Have you not set enough traps? If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have taken your life!"

The boy in black gritted his teeth and said, "It will never be enough! Someone else? It just so happens that you are not someone else!"

Han Wen said: "When will you set it up?"

The boy in black said: "I'll trap you until you die."

Han Wen said: "What if I never die?"

The boy in black said: "I'll put it on forever."

Han Wen was taken aback, and said, "Your Excellency's temper is almost the same as that of a cow."

The boy in black said: "If you get impatient, die quickly!"

Han Wen laughed and said: "It's so wonderful, this statement is really wonderful, even I..."

While talking, the circles are still being drawn, and the bamboo sticks are still being thrown.

Speaking of this, the remaining dozen bamboo sticks in Han Wen's palm suddenly flew out, but none of them could be thrown into the circle.

How can the slightest mistake be tolerated when masters fight against each other?

The boy in black is overjoyed!The whip in his hand also struck.

(End of this chapter)