God of martial arts

　　So, Hong Qigong was tangled for a while.

　　Zhao Xuan didn't speak. After eating, he pulled back the leg in his hand, broke off another fat hind leg, and ate it with relish.

　　Seeing this, Hong Qigong became even more anxious. Zhao Xuan would eat the rest of the rabbit meat if this continued.

　　I had no choice but to say: "Okay, if you don't kill them, there is a better way to deal with them, let me be convinced, I will pass on the dog-beating stick method to you!"

　　"It's a deal." Zhao Xuan said.

　　Hong Qigong nodded: "Don't worry, I'm the most upright person. I'll see how you can deal with it. If you don't kill them, you can satisfy me. Haha!"

　　Zhao Xuan smiled faintly, and waved his hands at the three clowns.

　　Zangbian Sanchou's face was ashen, but he walked over anxiously.

　　Zhao Xuan said with a smile: "The three clowns in Tibet have done a lot of evil. I really can't kill them directly. That would be too cheap. On the contrary, we should let them sincerely repent and start a new life."

　　Hong Qigong shook his head again and again: "I'm not talking about you, even if Yideng comes, I can't save them."

　　Zhao Xuan smiled slightly: "Who said I want to save them, don't worry, they will redeem themselves."

　　After the words fell, Zhao Xuan waved his left hand lightly, and then continued to eat barbecue.

　　But the three clowns behind him fell to the ground one after another, hugging their heads, rolling over and howling.

　　"Hahaha, itchy, itchy, itchy to death, haha!"

　　"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it's like there are ants biting my internal organs in my body, it hurts to death!"

　　"Ah, haha, ah, itches and hurts, I can't take it anymore, knock me out, I can't take it anymore, kill me, ah, haha!"

　　……

　　Hong Qigong looked at the three people rolling around with their heads in their hands and screaming, and couldn't help getting up, saying: "This... this..." (Wang Qianzhao)

　　"The life and death talisman, if there is no antidote to suppress it, the itching will be unbearable, the pain will not stop, and life will be worse than death!"

　　The moment Zhao Xuan waved his hand just now, he had already shot the Life and Death Talisman made in the system space at the Three Chou in Tibet.

　　Invisible and colorless, hard to guard against!

　　Hong Qigong's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but distance himself from Zhao Xuan.

　　I don't know when, the three clowns at the border got tricked, and he was afraid that he would do the same...

　　Zhao Xuan smiled dumbly, and looked at Sanchou Zangbian: "Is it comfortable? Don't worry, this is the first day. Well, there are still 81 days to come, and it gets more itchy and painful every day. It's very exciting! "

　　81 days!

　　It's getting itchy every day!

　　It hurts more and more every day!

　　Very exciting!

　　Stimulate your sister!

　　At this moment, the three clowns in Zangbian wanted to die.

　　Not to mention 81 days, I can't even survive the first day! .

Chapter 63 The righteousness in the world is just a small righteousness

　　"Of course, after 81 days of ninety-nine, the severe itching and pain will weaken again. After 81 days of ninety-nine, it will return to the level of the first day, which is what it is now."

　　Zhao Xuan said calmly: "However, a new 81 days followed, and the itchiness and pain increased again. Just like this, the cycle goes on and on, endlessly."

　　Hearing this, the three clowns in Zangbian were completely desperate, under the extreme itching and pain, their clothes were scratched.

　　"Master Xuan, you can kill me!"

　　The third child couldn't help but said that there is still nothing to love in life, this kind of feeling that life is worse than death is not as happy as dying directly.

　　"Don't worry, I can't die. Life and death talisman, life and death talisman, life is better than death! Once it happens, you don't even have the strength to commit suicide!"

　　Zhao Xuan smiled faintly: "The three of you have done a lot of evil all your life, so enjoy it slowly."

　　Zhao Xuan was still eating the barbecue calmly, while Hong Qigong sat beside him, watching the three clowns tossing and turning, feeling a little sympathetic for a moment.

　　"Your method is really... Hey, in comparison, the tragic deaths of the boss and the fifth are lucky." Hong Qigong couldn't help but sigh.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled and said: "Don't worry about them, eat first and then talk."

　　Soon, a plump wild rabbit was eaten by two people.

　　And the three clowns on the ground are no longer human, with blood stains all over their bodies, all scratched by themselves.

　　The entire 870 Huaxia Summit was also full of the ghostly cries and howls of the three of them.

　　Sometimes he cried miserably under the severe pain, sometimes he laughed strangely under the severe itching, and sometimes he cried and begged, but it was not for survival, but for death!

　　It's just that whether it's crying, laughing, or begging for death, they are all so weird that people can't help but feel their scalps go numb...

　　"Master Xuan, please, kill me! Ah..."

　　"Senior Hong, please, kill me!"

　　"Kill me, I don't want to live anymore, please die!"

　　"Kill you?" Zhao Xuan shook his head: "It's impossible. You know how many Han people you have killed. If you were to die so easily, it would only be three lives. How valuable are the lives of the three of you? , it's not that easy!"

　　"Mr. Xuan, how can you spare us? Even if you kill us!" The second child resisted and asked.

　　Zhao Xuan thought for a while: "In these years, there are not tens of thousands of Han Chinese who died at your hands, but thousands! How about this, from now on, you will pay for your lives!"

　　"How to buy your life, ask Mr. Xuan for advice."

　　"Simple, although the life-death talisman cannot be eradicated, it can be suppressed with an antidote. One pill can be suppressed for a month (bdee), so that the life-death talisman will not break out. If one month later, if the antidote is not taken, it will double the outbreak. This time , I will give you three first. But in the next month, I will exchange the heads of Mongolian soldiers and masters! 30 days a month, 10 pills a day. In this way, 300 Mongolian soldier heads will be exchanged for 1 antidote. You three People, that is 900 per month! Understand?"

　　"understand!"

　　"I'll wait to understand!"

　　Zhao Xuan nodded, and popped out three black pills.

　　The three quickly picked it up and stuffed it into their mouths immediately.

　　Soon, the itching and pain all disappeared.

　　The three of them looked at each other, looked at each other, and hurriedly cupped their hands towards Zhao Xuan:

　　"Master Xuan, don't worry, within a month, we will bring 900 Mongolian soldiers' heads to seek the antidote."

　　There is no way, the feeling that life is worse than death is really unbearable.

　　Zhao Xuan nodded: "Every month from now on, I will arrange someone to come to the top of Huashan Mountain to contact you. If you dare to think carefully, or dare to hurt the Han people again, hehe, you will understand the consequences!"

　　"Yes, yes, we dare not."

　　"get out!"

　　Seeing the three of them leaving in a hurry, Hong Qigong sighed:

　　"Killing 900 people in a month means 537819336 people in a year! Mr. Xuan, it's a good plan! If things go on like this, just their three top-notch masters will have a great impact on the Mongolian soldiers. It's just that this kind of method is a little dishonorable Damage the way of chivalry!"

　　"The way of chivalry?" Zhao Xuan couldn't help but sneer:

　　"What a way of chivalry! Then let me ask you, the five ugliness in Tibet have done a lot of evil. For so many years, not ten thousand have died at their hands, but thousands. How did you ever talk about the way of chivalry?"

　　"The Mongolian soldiers treated our Song people like pigs and dogs, slaughtered our people like grass, burned, killed and looted, and were cruel. How did they ever talk about chivalry?"

　　"The Mongolian iron cavalry occupied the country of our Great Song Dynasty, and wanted to overthrow the regime of our Great Song Dynasty, causing the people to fall into dire straits. How did they ever talk about the way of chivalry!"

　　"This..." Hong Qigong was speechless for a while, but he was speechless.

　　"If you don't kill those 537819336 Mongolian soldiers, how many innocent people in the Song Dynasty will die at their hands?"

　　"How many loyal and brave soldiers of the Song Dynasty will die under their guns?"

　　"How many people will lose their homes and be displaced because of them?"

　　"Could it be that, in Hong Qigong's opinion, 537819336 Mongolian soldiers shouldn't die, but tens of thousands of innocent people and loyal soldiers in the Song Dynasty should die?"

　　"Should the country of our Great Song Dynasty perish?"

　　"This is what you call the way of chivalry?!"

　　Zhao Xuan looked at Hong Qigong and said word by word.

　　"I...I..." Hong Qigong broke out in cold sweat, his face flushed red, and his heart trembled. He had never thought about this.

　　"The righteousness in the rivers and lakes is just a small righteousness. The righteousness of the nation is the great righteousness!"

　　Zhao Xuan sighed: "When the mountains and rivers are broken, and the family and the country are destroyed, still holding the so-called chivalry and being kind to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to the innocent people and loyal soldiers of the Song Dynasty!"

　　"Because of your temporary kindness today, let go of tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers, and tens of thousands of Song soldiers will die by their swords in the future!"

　　"There will be 10,000+ Song people, because they are homeless and displaced!"

　　……

　　Hong Qigong's heart was shocked, his expression was solemn, and he was speechless for a long time.

　　After a long time, I just sighed: "Yes, I am pedantic. Mr. Xuan, thank you for your advice, please accept Hong Qiyi's respect!"

　　With that said, Hong Qigong really bowed to Zhao Xuan.

　　"From now on, I, Hong Qi, would rather not be a hero, face the Mongolian soldiers and Mongolian masters who have stepped into the Central Plains, and kill without mercy!"

　　Zhao Xuan nodded: "Masters from the Central Plains are full of talents. Instead of holding a so-called hero meeting at Dashengguan to select a martial arts leader, it is better to rush to the front. With the strength of masters from the Central Plains, if you are looking for a strong environment and a wonderful opportunity, Take the opportunity to assassinate the generals and commanders of the Mongolian army. I am afraid that within two years, no Mongolian general will dare to use troops against the Song Dynasty, and the current situation will not happen! It’s just that a hero has the arrogance of a hero, and a master has the demeanor of a master. I would rather the mountains and rivers be broken than let it go!"

　　Hong Qigong thought for a long time, but in the end he just sighed slightly!

　　A hero has the arrogance of a hero, and a master has the demeanor of a master.

　　This is hard to change!

　　The righteousness in the rivers and lakes is just a small righteousness.The righteousness of the nation is the great righteousness

　　But how many people can really do it? .

Chapter 64 White Terror (asking for flowers)

　　After a long time, Hong Qigong shook his head again, and sighed: "This time, I lost. Hong Qi is convinced by Mr. Xuan's treatment of the three clowns in Tibet!"

　　"Senior, you are being polite." Zhao Xuan smiled slightly.

　　"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be! A martial artist has a journey, and those who are masters come first. Mr. Xuan is not only outstanding in martial arts, but also extraordinary in knowledge. Hong Qi sighs that he is not as good as he was taught today!"

　　Hong Qigong saluted Zhao Xuan again, then broke a branch casually, and said: "Mr. Xuan, watch out, the dog beating stick method!"

　　"There are 36 tricks in the dog-beating stick method: tripping, chopping, entwining, poking, picking, leading, sealing, and turning! Picking the word formula: stick picking mangy dogs...evil picking dogs~body..."

　　Hong Qigong explained and demonstrated at the same time, without any hesitation, he even explained his life experience in detail, even more detailed than what he taught Huang Rong at the beginning...

　　"Ding, congratulations to the host for discovering the dog-beating stick method, do you want to learn it?"

　　"study!"

　　After the No. 36 dog-beating-stick practice was over, Hong Qigong turned around and said, "Mr. Xuan, have you watched it carefully, do you need the old beggar to demonstrate it again?"

　　"Demonstration? Qigong please advise!" Zhao Xuan smiled faintly, and his figure moved instantly.

　　Before Hong Qigong recovered his senses, the dog-beating stick was still snatched by Zhao Xuan.

　　"Mastiff's mouth seizes the stick!" Hong Qigong's face changed drastically, Zhao Xuan's move of grabbing the stick is exactly the Mastiff's mouth seizes the stick in the tripping formula!

　　I just demonstrated it once, and the other party actually learned it and used it so skillfully that he directly took the branch from him!

　　"Pick a mangy dog ​​with a stick, pick a dog's body, disturb the kennel, provoke the dog's paw..."

　　Zhao Xuan moved one move after another, flowing freely, and Hong Qigong was completely shocked when he saw it.

　　"Not only did you learn it after reading it once, but you are also proficient at this level. It's really... hey!" Hong Qigong couldn't help shaking his head:

　　"I'm afraid it won't take a few days before I can achieve a small success. Back then, I was also a generation of martial arts prodigy. It took me a lot to learn this dog-beating stick method... Cough cough, I don't want to mention it!"

　　After Zhao Xuan's rehearsal, Hong Qigong was no longer on the top of Mount Hua.

　　There was no way, Hong Qigong was so shocked that he had no face to stay where he was, and ran away resolutely!

　　Zhao Xuan smiled awkwardly, looked at the empty top of Mount Hua, turned and left.

　　It seemed that Ouyang Feng, who had recovered to normal, would not appear here anymore.