All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 376 Invincible East Comes
night.

full moon.thick fog.

The waning moon is in the thick fog, and the moonlight is hazy and melancholy, which is heartbreaking.

At a certain ferry in Japan, a group of pirates swayed and sang loudly.

Not long ago, they completed a business without money, and then they drank, went to whoring, gambled... They felt extremely happy and relaxed.

Today, the money is almost spent, and they are about to board the boat, have a good rest for a day, and then fight the sea again, killing people and stealing goods.

A crew member said in a daze, "Damn it, why isn't there a light on the boat? It's so dark, those guys went to bed so early?"

"Hey, didn't we rob two women a few days ago? We went to the city to have fun, and they were not idle."

The Japanese pirates laughed obscenely, because they drank too much wine and couldn't speak clearly.

But the mad monk in charge suddenly had a clever idea, faintly giving rise to an ominous omen.

This monk used to belong to a certain temple, and he was a martial arts prodigy. He practiced diligently for decades, and his Buddhist martial arts were extremely good. He was expelled from the temple for raping a prostitute.

Unhappy in his heart, he picked up his Zen stick one night and took advantage of the darkness to slaughter all 120 or eight monks in the temple, leaving no survivors, and became bandits from then on.Because of his superb martial arts, he gradually became the leader of a group of pirates.

His original dharma name has been forgotten, but he got the nickname "Crazy Monk" just because he was crazy when killing people.

But he felt that "crazy monk" was too ugly, so he added the word "magic" after "crazy" and became "crazy monk".On weekdays, anyone who dared to call him a crazy monk would have his head blown off by a fist the size of a sandbag, and his brains would be scattered all over the place.

The crazy monk looked into the distance, and saw that the whole ship was dark and gloomy, with all the lights extinguished, and a silhouette could be vaguely seen, swaying slightly on the rough sea, like a lurking beast.

The crazy monk frowned slightly. He had an ominous omen in his heart, and the closer he got to the big ship, the stronger it became.

But it would be too cowardly for him to turn around and run away without knowing what happened. He just mobilized his whole body and was ready to run away at any time.

After boarding the boat, the crazy monk immediately smelled a bloody smell, and then saw the corpse, the corpse was divided into two, cut in the middle with a knife, clean and neat, the blood and internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and the astonishment on the face could be discerned vaguely His face seemed to refuse to believe that he died just like that.

"How is this going?"

"Someone sneak attack!?."

When the rest of the members saw the corpse, they were shocked by the smell of blood again, and they also recovered a little bit. Some took out modern firearms, some took out katana swords, all kinds of things.

"Ring...ring...ring..." A gust of wind blew by, and a series of crisp bells suddenly came to mind.But under the cold moon, it seemed like the screams of ghosts from hell, which made people shudder.

Everyone followed the sound of the bell and saw a lonely figure appearing on the deck at some point, like a ghost, a ghost that emerged from hell.

This ghost is dressed in a samurai costume, but it can't hide his original cold killing intent.A mess of hair fluttered wildly in the cold moon like flames, a samurai sword in his hand, and a pair of silver bells hung from the end of the samurai sword, ringing in the wind.

The crazy monk looked at this person, and felt cold sweat, and his whole body was enveloped by a huge fear.

He had never seen such a terrible person.

there has never been!

The faint light of the cold moon shone on the swordsman's face, and the mad monk vaguely saw two sunken holes on his face.

"Is he blind?" A pirate who hadn't sobered up said two words that should never have been said.

Bell~
The bell rang suddenly.

The cold moon was still there, but a knife light that was brighter than the cold moon flashed past, as fast as lightning.

That swordsman was still standing on the deck, as if he had never moved. From ancient times to the future, he remained the same forever. One wondered whether the previous light of the sword was just an illusion.

And the man who opened his mouth suddenly had drops of blood overflowing from between his eyebrows, a red line stretched down from his forehead, passed through his nose, lips, jaw, neck, and finally sank into his clothes...

Then the whole man was divided into two halves, the one on the left generally fell to the left, and the one on the right generally fell to the right, with blood and internal organs spilled all over the floor from the middle.

"kill!"

"Kill him!!"

After a deathly silence, gunshots and swords were unsheathed.

If it was normal, these Japanese pirates would act like this, waiting for an opportunity to attack, or more simply surrender, kneeling down and begging for mercy.

But they drank, and got drunk, very drunk.

Drunk people often don't care about the benefits and the seriousness.A person who is obviously five feet tall suddenly feels that he is eight feet tall.A person who has no power to restrain a chicken will also feel that he is a strong man.

The crazy monk didn't move.

He was neither crazy nor demonic, he was just sweating non-stop.

"Bing... bell... bell..." The bell rang, the light of the knife kept slashing, and the corpses fell one by one, but there was not even a scream.Just because the knife was too fast, too ruthless, and too decisive.

Just a few seconds later, the people who had shot before had all fallen to the ground, their limbs and arms were broken, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed horizontally.

The swordsman put his knife back into its sheath, "looked" at the mad monk with empty eye sockets, and said coldly: "After dawn, I will use this boat to find someone. I wonder if you can do it."

"Can... can... I... I will definitely be able to..." The crazy monk was trembling, and his back was wet with cold sweat.He knew that if he dared to say no, he would be cut into two immediately, and there would be no other end.

The swordsman turned around and walked towards the cabin.

For some reason, the crazy monk asked, "You... who are you?"

The swordsman kept walking, only a cold voice came: "Invincible!"

The crazy monk had already sat limply on the ground, as if paralyzed by fright, he muttered to himself: "Invincible, invincible..."

Perhaps only such a name is worthy of such a master.

People are invincible.

Knife is also invincible.

And at this moment, the crazy monk discovered that there were still several newspapers on the deck, and the front pages on the several newspapers were all surprisingly consistent.

"Great Shanghai, the battle between gods and demons——Tokyo Daily."

"The legendary peerless martial artist has appeared in Shanghai. Who will win the martial arts torrent or the technological torrent?"

"Martial arts onboard! Martial arts onboard!!"

"The novel "Shenwu の Top", adapted from the battle of the gods and demons in the Great Shanghai, is being serialized in a dignified manner!!"

In an instant, the crazy monk knew what the swordsman called "Invincible" was looking for, and he couldn't help being shocked, but at the same time, doubts inevitably arose.

——This blind man can also read newspapers?
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(End of this chapter)