Chapter 105: The Two Heroes of the Bell Sword [Don’t bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, Happy New Year]

"Everyone knows that a knife can kill people, but he does not know that killing people is the heart of the human heart."

The wine shed built on the riverside was broken, the straw shed and broken tables and chairs were mixed into a ball, and more than ten corpses were buried on the ground. Wang Dong held the ghost-headed sword and said to himself.

Diagonally opposite him, the four or five remaining men were holding their weapons tightly, trembling, and there was an unconcealed look of fear on their faces.

Too scary!

Such a powerful opponent is only seen in my life.

Since the "One-Eyed Dragon" drew its sword and slashed it, the opponent stood up and killed the One-Eyed Dragon with one move. Then it took only a blink of an eye, and then it developed into a chaotic battle.

No! It is better to say it is a unilateral massacre. In just a few breaths, the sword light flashed and blood splashed, and the companions around him fell to the ground one by one.

When I came to my senses, I had only been killed with a few people left!

With a clang, someone finally couldn't help but feel fear. The big knife in his hand rolled to the ground, his knees softened, and he fell down and cried and begged for mercy, as if a chain reaction. The psychological defenses of other people were broken at the same time, and they abandoned their swords and begged for mercy.

Wang Dong held the knife in his hand and said to himself, "Man dies for money, birds die! You came to seek wealth, and now dies because of money, which is a place to die. Isn't it a pleasure!" He paused a little, smiled, and said, "The God-Shining Sutra is in my King's hands. Even I know the secret of the treasure of the city. Whether you want to take revenge or the martial arts sutra, treasure, even if you come, Mr. Wang will be at any time!"

As his wrist turned, the ghost-headed sword flashed, and flew out of Wang Dong's hand. A gust of wind brought out and passed through the gaps of several men who were kneeling on the ground. The scared people's face turned pale, their two trembled, and their whole body was as soft as if they were exhausted.

The ghost-headed sword flew out several meters, and the remaining momentum was endless, and it penetrated into a pile of soil. The blade's body was buzzing and trembling, especially bleeding!

"roll!"

Several scared men immediately urinated and fled in a hurry. As these people spread, the world was full of controversy and undercurrents surged. Many people in the martial arts world swarmed towards Jiangling.

A few days later.

The vast river water sends a small boat along the way. Wang Dong's clothes are in the wind, standing on the small boat without moving, his eyes half open and half closed, immersed in the thought of "Shen Zhao Sutra" without thinking. After a long time, Wang Dong opened his eyes and suddenly let out a long roar.

"This "Shen Zhao Sutra" is indeed unique. The deeper the cultivation, the stronger the effect on tempering the true qi. Now my internal strength may not be as large as before, but I can remove the drought and retain the essence, and my combat power has increased by 20% or 30%!"

Wang Dong is both talented and well-versed in the Ren Mai, and his internal strength cannot be underestimated. In this world, he can be called a first-class master. He has achieved results in just a few days of practicing the Kung Fu of Divine Lighting. It is comparable to an ordinary person’s one or two years of hard work.

Crack! With a crisp sound, the light boat under his feet could not withstand the pressure of true energy, and a hole was broken and the river water quickly poured into it. Wang Dong frowned slightly. Fortunately, there were many ships on and off the Yangtze River, looking around. Recently, a ship was only hundreds of meters away.

Wang Dong twisted his feet and changed the direction of the drift of the boat. In less than a moment, it was approaching twenty meters. He shook his arms and cut through the sky, like a flying crane. He slightly pointed at the river surface and landed steadily on the deck.

There was a burst of exclamation on the deck, and the sailors on the boat's eyes were almost protruding.

...

Tens of miles below Jiangling, along the Yangtze River, Zhaojiaji.

"Have you found out clearly? Will the idea really come here today?"

"Eighty-most is right. This is the only way to leave Jiangling! Even if you don't have it today, you will always arrive tomorrow."

"If I remember correctly, this Zhao Jiaji seems to be the territory of the Wanjia Gang, and Wan Laosan doesn't seem to have come?"...

"Don't mention it, Wan Laosan intercepted the trick with the one-eyed dragon last time, but the one-eyed dragon was killed on the spot. Wan Laosan was scared! How dare you come?"

"That trick is that amazing?"

"Tsk tsk! Don't believe it? The nine King Kongs of the Dongting Gang and the Black Dragon Gang, and almost thirty good players of Jiuhua Sect were killed by him alone in Jingzhou prison. Then, the one-eyed dragon, Wan Laosan brought more than 20 good players to ambush the Yangtze River, and was still killed so hard that he only escaped a few! Do you think it's amazing?"

"Hiss... This man's martial arts is so high? Then why are we here doing?"

"Tsk! If we want to come alone, we will definitely die, but there are so many people here now, hehe!"

"Everyone is making good moves. Don't let the idea go out. Let's take the guys away. Let's go out together later. As the saying goes, "First be polite and then the army, it's fine if you are willing to tell the secret of the treasure!"

"That's right, if he doesn't say that we will go side by side, no matter how good his martial arts are, can he still stop us hundreds of people?"

...

As the conversation was made, suddenly, ding bells were ding bells, ding bells, ding bells rang out, and everyone in the restaurant looked down and saw two horses riding from the west to the market, heading eastward.

A man and a woman immediately jumped off. The man was about twenty years old, wearing a yellow shirt and tall and thin. The woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a white shirt floating, and a big red silk flower hanging on her left shoulder. Her face was slightly dark, but her appearance was extremely pretty.

A string of golden phoenix bells hung under the yellow horse's neck. The white horse's phoenix bells were cast from silver. When the horse's head swayed slightly, the golden bell made a jingle sound. The sound of the silver bells was different. Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling, is even more crisp and beautiful, and it is a handsome horse.

The restaurant looked at each other, and someone shouted: "It's the Lingjian Shuangshi, Miss Shui Sheng and Young Master Wang Xiaofeng!"

In today's world, there are eight most powerful masters in the Central Plains martial arts world, called the South Four Strange and the North Four Strange!

The four monsters in the north have disappeared for many years, so I won’t mention them. The four monsters in the south are Lu Tianshu, the “Renyi Lu Dadao”, the “Zhongping Invincible” Hua Tiegan, the “Soft Cloud Sword” Liu Chengfeng, and the “Lengyue Sword” Shui Dai. Because of the homophonic name of the surname, it is also collectively called “fallen flowers and flowing water”!

Because the father of Shui Sheng and the teacher of Wang Xiaofeng were "Leng Yue Jian" Shui Dai, and the martial arts of the two were relatively weak, they had already made the name of "Two Heroes of the Bell Swords" in less than half a year after their debut.

"Cousin, let's take a break here! I'm so tired after running for a few days. It's a pity that I haven't found the evil monk of the Blood Sword Sect yet."

"Cousin, think about it. This time, in addition to Master and the old man, there are three other Uncle Lu, Uncle Hua and Uncle Liu to take action together. Haha! Since the evil monk of the Blood Sword already knows that all the four heroes of the fallen flowers and water are all coming, where is there the courage to show up?"

Shui Sheng and Wang Xiaofeng were talking as if no one was around.

Boom!

At this moment, the abnormal change broke out, and the window on a small building opposite suddenly broke open, and a monk wearing a maroon robe shot out loud, and smiled strangely: "What a beautiful little lady, she actually came to her door by herself." She grabbed Shui Sheng with one claw.

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Chapter completed!