The Old Lady is Not Cute, Super Fierce

In the Bupo Villa, there is a fairly large place.

Under the scorching sun, a group of people sat around the open space like this, in a circle, there were at least several hundred people as far as the eye could see.

Shen Mengyan is sitting in a place where there are not many people at the moment, looking at the scenery in the field.

Today is the first day of the martial arts competition, and the Bupo Villa that held this competition will naturally come to give some speeches.

"As we all know, this Maha Blood Sword contains innate secrets. I, Bupo Villa, was fortunate enough to capture the successor of that Maha Blood Sword, and also obtained its weapon, but Bupo Villa is only a small faction, and its own strength is not counted. He is powerful, and has no certainty in breaking through the innate secrets, so he set up this contest, hoping to distinguish the high and the low based on the level of martial arts, and choose a real master for the Maha Blood Sword, so as to help him break through the innate secrets. "

Zhong Shu, the owner of Bupo Villa, is facing many people in the Jianghu at this moment, talking about the purpose of inviting many people to Bupo Villa this time.

What he said was very righteous, but the people listening below didn't pay much attention to it, because his reason was really nonsense, and not many people were willing to believe that someone would take it out with him after getting the Maha Blood Sword. Others share, at least they are absolutely unwilling.

"Master Zhong, what you said is ridiculous. What good will it do for you if you don't destroy the villa?" A voice sounded, which attracted everyone's attention. There are some fat fat people with bulging belly and big ears, like a butcher.

Seeing this person, the crowd immediately let out a few exclamations.

"It turned out to be Shentu Baixiu, so he came too!"

"Why did he come here? As a heretic sect, isn't he afraid of being attacked by the crowd present?"

"Stop talking, it's not just him, isn't that black jade old ghost also here?"

"If you put it this way, there are Shentu Baixiu and Black Jade Ghost Hand Du Tao here. I'm afraid there are other members of the evil sect, but they are just hiding."

Shen Mengyan was listening to these people's whispers, and the relevant information about Shentu Baixiu flashed in her mind.

God Tu Baixiu, in fact, most people like to call him a meat butcher. He likes to eat meat, especially human meat, especially the meat of martial arts practitioners. It is said that the first time he cannibalized was to eat his wife and children Yes, but no one knows why this kind of thing happened. Some people say that he has gone mad, and others say that he has already become a real devil. Anyway, everyone thinks that Bai Xiu is crazy. That's why we do things like this.

This Bai Xiu was originally a scholar, but he still learned his martial arts from his wife. As a result, he outperformed Lan and surpassed Lan. A lot of people were eaten.

It can be said that people in Jianghu hate this Bai Xiu more than they hate Black Jade Ghost Hand, because once caught, they will definitely end up being eaten.

At this time, no one dared to call him "Human Meat Butcher". Instead, he asked the other party to get the nickname Shentu. Naturally, he was afraid of being remembered by him, so the gain outweighed the loss.

"I didn't expect you to have the guts to come here." Zhong Shu looked at Shen Tu Baixiu, with a trace of killing intent on his face, which was not concealed, so that everyone present could clearly see it, and naturally Bai Xiu could also see it. clear.

"Master Zhong, you haven't answered a certain question." That Bai Xiu didn't seem angry, but continued.

"After the winner obtains the Maha Blood Sword, if he can realize something, he will naturally share it with my Bupo Villa. After all, this sword is also provided by my Bupo Villa."

Everyone listened to this and nodded slightly. If it is true that the innate secrets can be discovered, the benefits will naturally be great. It is nothing to share these secrets with the Bupo Villa, because for everyone, it is a matter of breaking the secrets. Opportunities are also provided by Buba Villa.

"So, that's a good way of doing business. Hehe, Mr. Zhong is too talented not to be a businessman." Bai Xiu said, the figure flew up and landed on a tree not far away, just like that Sitting on the branch, it turned out to be just watching the show.

Some people in the field clenched their weapons, as if they wanted to fight directly, but they all endured it. After all, this is the territory of the villa, so it is not easy to fight casually.

Zhong Shu looked at Bai Xiu coldly: "If Shentu doesn't like it, he can leave naturally."

"No, no, I want to participate too. How can I give up such a good opportunity? Don't worry, if I really find out some secrets, I will definitely tell you about it. But during this period, the diet and daily life But you have to be responsible, you should know that a certain food has extremely high requirements, if the ingredients are not good, a certain one will kill someone!"

"Huh!" Zhong Shu snorted coldly, stopped looking at Bai Xiu, but continued to say to the arena: "The rules of martial arts competitions are not complicated. When you compete on stage, life and death are up to you. Don't take your grudges outside the arena. something wrong?"

Didn't you say anything?Instead, they said that life and death are up to fate, and why not take the hatred outside the court, which means that as long as they don't surrender, they can be beaten to death. This time, the competition will probably be very tragic.

Shen Mengyan thought in her heart, looked at the people in the field, and found that many people were pensive, and some people showed doubts.

Under the stage, a big man suddenly shouted: "Master Zhong, you want to let the big guys compete to grab the Maha Blood Sword, but so far the big guys haven't seen the shadow of the sword, you just take out the thing Show it to the big guys, if you lie to us big guys and don't have the Maha Blood Sword in the end, wouldn't we be at a loss?"

"That's right, take it out and show us!"

"That's right, how could we agree to this fight if we couldn't see the blood sword?"

"That's right, at least show it to everyone. If there is a Maha Blood Sword, everyone is naturally willing to give it a try. If not, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?"

Shen Mengyan watched the play with a smile on her face. She really wanted to see how Zhong Shu planned to deal with it. After all, she knew very well that the sword-bearer was dead because she killed him, and the words of the sword would not destroy the villa. There must be none, because the sword is now on Shen Mengyan's body.

Therefore, at this moment, Shen Mengyan has completely entered the state of watching a show, and in the distance, Xia Qing, who is standing beside Ding Rou, has eyes full of anticipation, as if she wants to see the Maha Blood Sword. She is dead, but she doesn't know whether the Maha Blood Sword is in the hands of Bupo Shanzhuang or not.

Not only her, but Monk Wuku also looked at the field, hoping to get an answer.

Because he shouldered the task of finding the magic weapon of the master, so the Maha Blood Sword was related to clues, maybe he could find some clues to get the whereabouts of the magic weapon in the temple?

But at the next moment, Shen Mengyan was stunned.

"It's normal for you to think so, and since we don't break the villa and dare to call you here, we are of course prepared." Zhong Shu said, raised his hand and patted it, and then saw several people carrying a The box came up, the box looked like a sedan chair, and there was a curtain at the front, covering the contents inside.

"Everyone, please look." Zhong Shu said, raising his hand, and opened the curtain to show everyone what was inside. In it, there was a person with disheveled hair, tied by chains, as if he had lost his breath.

And in front of this person, there was a sword, the whole body was blood red, just looking at it had a kind of strange magic, the moment they saw the sword, everyone's eyes froze slightly.

Because this sword is the Maha Blood Sword!

"It's strange, the Maha Blood Sword is in their hands, but why is this corpse also in their hands, and it doesn't look like the corpse has been burned..." Xia Qing frowned slightly, as if she didn't understand why such a thing happened .

"There must be something wrong with it, but no matter what, what to do next depends on you. This time is your task. I'm just in case." Ding Rou said from the side.

Outside, Shen Mengyan frowned slightly as she looked at the man who was tied up and the bloody long sword.

It's too similar, it's too similar, judging from its figure and height, this captured figure is almost extremely similar to the sword-wielding man.

And because the hair is disheveled, and the face can't be seen clearly, with the bloody long sword in front of him, almost no one would think that this is the heir of the Maha Blood Sword.

Unless, there was information that the other party could not guess from the beginning.

For example, Xia Qing and Wu Ku knew that the descendant of the Maha Blood Sword was not only dead, but also burned, so it was impossible to be like this.

Another example is Shen Mengyan, she is simply the culprit who killed the sword bearer and took the sword away.

So this scene almost ignited the scene in an instant, but in the eyes of Shen Mengyan, Xia Qing, Wu Ku and others, it turned into a conspiracy, a conspiracy for which we don't know for a while.

Covering the curtain again, the servants obediently took this sedan-like thing down again.

Zhong Shu smiled and said, "How is it? Now everyone believes that there is a Maha Blood Sword in Bupo Villa, right?"

"Believe!"

"Hurry up! Contest!"

Everyone shouted, and Zhong Shu smiled slightly: "Since you are so supportive, then Zhong announces that the martial arts tournament has officially begun!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and shouted, "Then who will come first?"

"I'll come first!"

After the words fell, a figure appeared, and a figure flew out from the crowd, and landed steadily on the field. It was a man in a black suit, holding an iron sword with a black scabbard in his hand. The blade was extremely long.

I saw the man clasped his fists in both hands, and arched his hands towards the surroundings: "Heijian Shentao, I know that I can't compare with you, and I don't think I can win the blood sword, but I just hope that I can use this opportunity to compare with you and hone my skills." Show off your own martial arts!"

"Okay, that's right, then I'll have a fight with you!" One person shouted, and flew out of the crowd and landed in the arena. It was a big man with black metal gloves on his hands. He was obviously a boxing practitioner. Looking at the muscles all over the body, they are bulging, obviously they have practiced kung fu horizontally.

As soon as the man stepped onto the stage, he clasped his fists and said, "Tiger Fist Chen Zhen, please give me more advice!"

After finishing speaking, he clenched his fists with both hands and rushed forward, only to see the figure of this man was like a hill, waving his hands, whirring, like two hammers.

Heijian Shentao split the sword and was intercepted by the opponent's iron fist. He only felt a strong force coming, which made his account a dull pain. He felt that this man was so strong, how could he dare to face it head-on, so he immediately swam away. Wandering around, while seizing the gap to fight back, it is a pity that he will also be blocked by that Tiger Fist Chen Zhen.

For a moment, the two people in the arena were back and forth, you come and go, no one can successfully injure the other first, and the people around can only hear the ping-pong-pong, very lively.

However, after about a stick of incense, when both of their faces were covered with sweat, Hei Jian Shen Tao, who had been wandering around, finally accidentally caught a flaw by Tiger Fist Chen Zhen, and the iron fist in his hand Turning his fist into a claw, he grabbed the black sword and pulled it suddenly. The black sword Shen Tao was caught off guard, and his whole body was pulled over directly, and his body was completely out of balance at this moment.

And what greeted him was naturally that fist that was much bigger than ordinary people.

This punch hit Heijian Shentao's chest, and the whole body of Heijian Shentao flew out, and fell heavily on the field. He tried his best to support himself, and vomited a mouthful of blood towards the side , the whole person looked sluggish, and whispered: "I, I lost..."

"Acceptance!"

As soon as he gave in, Huquan Chen Zhen's face was full of complacency, but at this time, another person jumped up, but it was a man with a stick in his hand.

"Let someone come meet you!"

As the stick man said, he immediately got into trouble, the long stick flew in the air, and smashed down with great force.

Tiger Fist Chen Zhen raised his hand to block it, this time he blocked it, he felt the power of the stick was enormous, a powerful force poured in from his arm, extremely fierce.

Chen Zhen quickly changed his footsteps, and his body posture also changed, and this force was immediately released into the ground by him.

Click, click!

The ground let out a groan, and several tiny cracks appeared on the floor under this blow, but taking advantage of this opportunity, Tiger Fist Chen Zhen clasped both fists, leaning on both fists abruptly, just like that It was buckled.

"Want a stick? No way!" The stick man sneered, turned his hands, and the long stick in his hand suddenly spun rapidly, a powerful force deflected Huquan Chen Zhen's fists, and at the moment when the two fists deviated In an instant, the long stick was out of control, pushed by the man, and stabbed straight towards Chen Zhen's chest!

puff!

Everyone only heard the sound of something being pierced, and the blood-stained stick was stabbed out from the back of Chen Zhen's chest, announcing who won this match and who paid what price.

Shen Mengyan narrowed her eyes, and touched the knife next to her.

Sure enough, someone deliberately killed him!

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Seeing that someone died suddenly in the field, there was an uproar at the scene.

Immediately, someone yelled out: "Is it necessary? You can order it just now!"

"Hmph, I said that life and death are up to fate. He is not good at learning, so he deserves his death. If he had surrendered earlier, someone would not have killed him." The man said with a sneer. Mouth speechless.

The rules of this competition have already been stated from the very beginning, life and death are up to fate, and grievances cannot be brought out. In other words, the people who participated in the competition agreed with this rule.

"Amitabha." A Buddha's cry sounded, but Wuku stood up, his eyes were full of unbearable: "You must forgive others and forgive others, benefactor, you are too murderous."

"Monk, if you can't bear it, then you can come up and defeat me. If I lose, then naturally you won't continue to fight hard." The stick man smiled and said extremely shamelessly: "Of course, if you are not good at learning If so, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Wu Ku closed his eyes and thought silently for a moment, took a step forward, and was about to speak when he heard a clear voice from the side.

"Wait a minute, Mage Wuku, let the little girl come."

Everyone looked at the place where the sound came from, but what they saw was a beautiful woman who looked fifteen or six years old. Although she held a broad-bladed knife and looked at the stage with extremely cold eyes, but that The child looked very cute, with an inexplicable sense of contrast.

Monk Wuku naturally saw that this person was Shen Mengyan, and just about to refuse, Shen Mengyan said: "Master Wuku, if you want to compete in a while, you can come up, but for now, it's better to let the little girl go up. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wuku monk to answer, he stepped lightly on his feet, and the whole person floated up, like a petal, and fell into the field.

"Hmph, lightness skill is pretty good, but if you want to compare yourself with a certain one, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications yet!" The stick man said, pointing at his long stick: "And a certain one never favors women, so don't blame that certain one !"

Shen Mengyan looked at the man, and just let out a slight snort. The laughter was full of disdain. Although she didn't say anything, this attitude made the stick man furious. With a long stick, the whole person jumped up and threw it heavily at Shen Mengyan, like a tiger descending a mountain.

Then, he saw that cold light.

The arena was quiet at the moment, and everyone could see clearly that Shen Mengyan just casually took a step forward, and the blade in her hand was already out of its sheath, and with just that step, the powerful blow of the stick man missed. , hit the ground next to it, and the ground cracked.

The stick man turned around slowly, his eyes were startled, his mouth was slightly opened, and his voice was weak and shocked: "You, who are you?"

The long knife was sheathed, and the woman just smiled lightly: "Shen Mengyan."