Comprehensive martial arts: starting from Xiao Li Feidao's nephew

Chapter 144 Killing and breaking the green dragon, yuan thirteen is limited
Eat people in the brothel.

This sounds like an evocative description, which makes people think about it and think about it a lot. Could it be a matter of deep affection.

Zhao Huasi likes to find inspiration for painting through cannibalism.

Artists are just like that.

Some artists like to take psychedelic drugs and specifically look for that kind of poisonous mushrooms.

Some artists enjoy sex, not just with the opposite sex, but even with the same sex.

Some artists also enjoy pain, letting others whip themselves.

There are also some artists who search for death all day long.

In comparison, he felt that eating a lot of people was nothing.

Zhao Huasi is a strange man wearing a mask. On the mask is a lifelike, lifelike and illusory flower branch drawn with a brush dipped in ink. The flower branch is very eye-catching, but it also makes him look half crazy.

It really complements the three words of artist.

And now he took off the mask, revealing a terrifying and strange appearance.

His facial features were born deformed, completely out of shape and deformed, but now he was painted with a pen to look like a normal person, black, white, red, blue, all kinds of colors on his disordered facial features, Painted into a normal facial features.

His drawing skills are so good, he traced his own contours, so at first glance, he couldn't see any clues, like a normal person singing an opera, but it's just that people don't know why he is wearing makeup when he goes to brothels.

But he can't make faces yet.

Because once the expression was made, the normal-looking face immediately turned crooked, and all the colors were intertwined in disorder.

Like a maddened fire.

The mask and a writing brush are placed on the table aside.

The tip of the writing brush is placed outside the table, and the ink on it is so full that it seems that it will never dry up. You can't help but feel the feeling of squeezing it clean.

It is said that when he went up to the brothel, he also held this big brush in his hand, and the tip of the brush fell into the red water all the way, bit by bit, continuously, forming a very offensive scene in the stairwell of the brothel corridor.

This was obviously an excessive and rude move, if Zhao Huasi hadn't given enough money, the bustard would have turned his back on him long ago.

However, when the eccentric uncle entered the private room and looked back, he realized that the ink stains after diffusion and infiltration had formed a landscape painting with a profound artistic conception. Instead of random deformation, it seems to be deeply imprinted on the floor, forming a picture that is in line with the grain of the wood itself, which is magical and wonderful.

We know that this person is highly skilled.

The tall, beautiful prostitute with a flower in her hair was originally a famous prostitute who liked literature and art, and she was very respectable in her life, and she only welcomed literati.

Hearing about this amazing event today, I was immediately very interested, so I volunteered and recommended myself.

But what she didn't expect was that when she entered the room, what greeted her was not the spring breeze and autumn moon, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but Zhao Huasi was direct and straightforward, dragging her to the bed impatiently, without any emotion in her movements, she wanted Struggling for a while, I found that I couldn't do anything.

Zhao Huasi's movements never stopped. He didn't take off the clothes, but tore them apart. Half of her thin and beautiful single dress was torn, revealing her smooth and tender collarbone and shoulders.

Then Zhao Huasi threw herself into her arms like a child, biting her lightly.

It's really light, but every bite is also really biting.

But she could only look in horror at Zhao Huasi's deformed face that looked terrifying and ferocious at close range.

This kind of scene was something she was accustomed to in her life, but what arrived was definitely not the cool touch caused by being licked, but the indescribable tearing pain, strong and a bit dark.

Zhao Huasi would occasionally raise her head to face her face, and then she would clearly see the flesh and blood in the other's mouth, which was smeared as a nose, and was chewing in such a way that she could see the whole picture.

— This man is eating himself!
——This person wants to watch him eat himself with his own eyes!

She wanted to scream, and even more wanted to run away.

But I can't scream, and I can't move.

This is probably the thing she can understand the most so far. Isn't this the acupuncture point kung fu in the world?On weekdays, benefactors also know martial arts, and they often show off some skills, such as waving their sleeves when going to bed, turning off the lights, and then the two of them rolled into the quilt.

But why did he tap my acupuncture points?

why is he eating me
She thought it was a nightmare, and begged God bitterly in her heart, but the pain she felt with every breath was like the most powerful response between God's silence: everything you suffer now is the truth, you accept your fate.

The woman had to cry and close her eyes. Her voice echoed in her throat, and she couldn't force it. It was like an accumulated mountain fire, but it blocked the crater. If she couldn't go up, she had to go down. Sweat, even in the acupuncture state, the body is still trembling, like a cat being imprisoned.

Zhao Huasi seemed extremely excited instead.

There is an organ in a man's body, which is downcast on weekdays, but stands upright at critical moments.

This organ on Zhao Huasi's body did not grow wrong like the five sense organs, but the reaction at this time was not so great.

Only his whole body seems to have become the appearance of this organ, panting, biting, and shining on the woman's body, the pupils seem to be able to spew out fire, and his face gradually turns red, forming a scarlet ink. Different colors, the excitement can not be added.

"I'm so excited." A voice suddenly sounded behind Zhao Huasi, "Brother Zhao, can you stop for a while!?"

Zhao Huasi's reaction was very quick.

He wasn't engaging in sex with men and women, but was "eating", so he could turn around immediately, and in the process of turning his head in this flash of light, he kicked back quickly. Very few people can react.

This is also the reason why he is not interested in the affairs of men and women. Since ancient times, many Jianghu people with high martial arts have been assassinated in bed, but few of them died in front of the dinner table.

However, even if it was such a reaction, it was still slow.

There is a plausible corresponding relationship between Liuhe Qinglong and the four famous arresters. According to the rumors in the world, Gu Tiesan's frustrated punches have never lost much to Tie Shou, and Zhao Huasi also has the meaning of challenging his life in terms of legwork.

However, six is ​​unfair to four, and after many years of struggle, Liuhe Qinglong is still at a disadvantage, which shows that Gu Tiesan's claim to be under the iron hand is already under the iron hand, challenging Zhao Huasi who is chasing his life , Of course, it is short of life-saving.

Zhao Huasi's "Danqing leg" was only half used, and he already felt a sharp, fierce, and fiery force coming to kill him.

He likes and even loves painting, and has become obsessed with magic.

At this very moment, facing the threat of life, a wonderful metaphor came to mind: If the current scene is a painting, this power will not be any part of the pen and ink in the painting, but will come from outside the painting. The knife cuts the whole paper in two from top to bottom.

The edge is sharp and indescribable.

Zhao Huasi hurriedly retracted his legs, his body changed from stretching to contracting, changing shape and shadow, rolling sideways like a ball.

A hand reached out first and grabbed his collar.

But just as soon as he caught it, Zhao Huasi immediately shook his body, the clothes had naturally come off him, he got out completely, and turned somersault, kicking back from bottom to top with the front of his feet, resisting Stop the attacking volley palm knife.

With a sound of Peng, Zhao Huasi was shocked all over, but he used his strength to jump farther, and adjusted his position, startled the table beside him, put on a mask and picked up a brush during the process.

The man turned around like a feather and landed on the ground, leaning his back against the wall of the room, finally getting a full view of the sudden opponent.

A tall, thin, black-clothed young man with a long and narrow face came into view.

The domineering, murderous and saber aura all over his body rushed towards his face, like the eruption of a volcano after accumulating strength for a long time, and the outline of the cold face concealed a fiery brilliance, and the demonic light in his eyes was prominent, not handsome, but stalwart, making people feel Zhao Huasi had the urge to paint for him.

Of course, this impulse cannot be fulfilled. Although Zhao Huasi calls himself an artist, he is not yet ready to dedicate himself to art.

The young man's right hand is holding Zhao Huasi's coat, while his left hand is cutting in the air. It was this cutting that made Zhao Huasi think of the feeling of cutting the drawing paper with a carving knife from outside the sky.And when Zhao Huasi's golden cicada escaped from its shell, he used the power of the sword, but Zhao Huasi deftly deflected it.

There are many combinations in the Song Dynasty, starting from Huashan Wujue, the eldest four famous arresters, and the three elders of Xiaoyao, to the four famous arresters, the four major murderers, the six masters, the Liuhe Qinglong, the old, the middle and the young, and so on. Among them, the Liuhe Qinglong should be the average The one with the weakest combat power can still compete with the four famous arresters for a long time without losing troops, which shows that it is not an opponent that can be solved by three moves or two moves.

Zhao Huasi's eyes under the mask revealed an astonishing brilliance, "...'Magic Saber' Qiu Tong!"

"Since you know that I am Qiu Tong, let's honestly become the soul of the dead!"

Li Wangchen was too lazy to talk to the ogre, so he let out a murderous look, exhaled loudly, and flicked the coat in his palm, forming a swirling net, stretching it to cover the sky and covering the ground, covering Zhao Huasi's face.

Wow, just with this flick, sawdust, large and small, were flying all the way on the floor, which shows how powerful it is.

Zhao Huasi yelled strangely, soared into the sky, dodged his coat, smashed the tiles, and went straight to the ridge of the roof.

This is exactly the effect Li Wangchen deliberately used this trick to achieve.

Although the brothel is a place where filth and filth are hidden, there are a lot of innocent people in this matter, and Li Wangchen is extremely unwilling to suffer any one of them.But on the other hand, he will never be able to say this clearly, because it will make people see his true face of what he does and does not do under his ruthless and murderous magic skills.

In the same way, up to this moment, Li Wangchen still couldn't give acupuncture to the poor woman next to him. The other party kept begging him, and Li Wangchen could only turn a blind eye.

Fortunately, the brothel had already reacted during the few tricks just now, and the downstairs shouted loudly, even if they couldn't solve Zhao Hua's four acupuncture techniques, they could take good care of this woman and just wait for the acupuncture state to go away.

It is so difficult to be a good person, and you will always think more than a bad person.

Li Wangchen smiled wryly in his heart, but his killing intent became stronger and thicker. With this push, he broke through the dome with only a thin line of distance from Zhao Huasi, and came to the outside world where the universe suddenly became clear.

In the process, he escaped into the new and clear two realms of "selflessness" and "earth sound". The iron-cutting grass slipped from the sleeve into his palm, and it naturally became a stunning, beautiful, sad and crazy magic knife, soaring into the sky. The blood-spattered "Swinging Style" chased after him and locked Zhao Huasi's body.

The mighty power of this saber can be seen by almost half of the people in the city, a majestic and domineering red brilliance soars into the sky, like a great roc spreading its wings.

At this point, Li Wangchen's mind has no other obstacles, only the existence of Zhao Huasi.

"You can't escape!"

Since the first moment Zhao Huasi saw Li Wangchen, he already felt jealous, and after reluctantly accepting the three or two moves, his mind was full of how to escape.

It's not that he lacks confidence, it's just that the other party's feat of assassinating Lei Hen overnight, with one enemy against three, has been spread in the temples of the Jianghu in Lin'an Prefecture. Using it, not paying enough attention to it, they don't know that the first-rate masters in the rivers and lakes have regarded him as a more ruthless and terrifying figure than the dead Number Seven Under Heaven.

Faced with such a person, Zhao Huasi suddenly remembered that Qiu Tong's subordinate, Song Xu, was escorted by Zhuge Shenhou, and he was also protected by five senior brothers, so he went to the Yuanshen Mansion to seek refuge.

Zhao Huasi's so-called "walking on the snow without a trace" is really good, stepping heavily on the tiles, this person flew tens of feet, and the tiles still remained unbroken.This has always been his smug stunt, and he believes that chasing life may be stronger in terms of legwork, but he will definitely be able to beat it in terms of lightness.

But at this moment, Li Wangchen taught him what it means to "fly across the sea".

After a little relaxation of the mind, the strength of the sword had reached the back of his heart. Li Wangchen charged forward with an extremely exaggerated sword energy of several feet. The momentum was as strong as if the whole sky was involved in the strength of the sword. Released——Zhao Huasi suspected that he would be smashed to death by this knife instead of beheaded.

At this point, I can only turn around and fight him!
Zhao Huasi gritted his teeth, made a decisive decision, turned around to fight back and kicked his legs. At the same time, the brush in his hand trembled, and with a puff, a large amount of ink spewed out, and rushed straight to Li Wangchen's face.

These inks are highly poisonous, and this is Zhao Huasi's desperate opportunity.

But still a foot away from Li Wangchen's face, Li Wangchen snorted heavily, his blood surged, and two streams of white air sprayed out from his mouth and nose, and when it collided with the ink, the ink seemed to hit a copper wall and an iron wall. Rewind and go back.

Before he really touched his body, Li Wangchen's saber slashed his legs and attacked his face. Zhao Huasi's legs broke at the same root in one tenth of his breath, and the mask on his face followed closely behind. Divided into two, it slid towards the two sides, revealing the true face that was heavily painted and covered.

Swallowing—the ink just spilled on his face.

The earth-shattering screams, accompanied by two flying calves, the bloody light all over the sky, and the afterimage of Li Wangchen's bloody knife light... broke through the entire sky together brilliantly.

……

And far away, Zhuge Zheng, my junior brother, Cai Jing's number one general, Yuan Shisanxian was secretly cultivating in a secret room. At this moment, his heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes suddenly, knowing that his beloved disciple died tragically.

He stood up and walked three steps, but a small bow was hanging above the gate.

As soon as Yuan Shisanxian saw this bow, his expression changed, and all his emotions were suddenly restrained, from anger, ferocious, madness, and bravery, to calm and forbearing.

Like a Buddha.

The Buddha-like Yuan Thirteenth Continent pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed three times.

He laughed and shouted, "Forbearance!"

He stretched out his right hand, extended his palm, and hit his left arm.Click, the left arm broke.

At the same time, over the entire Yuanshen Mansion, suddenly there is a huge force out of thin air, from top to bottom, like an invisible big hand, sweeping away all the row of houses on the left side of Yuanshen Mansion, It forms a huge and long depression like a canyon.

Yuan Shisan in the room sweated on his forehead and shouted angrily, "Forbearance!!"

As soon as the internal force was released, the whole body's true energy surged, Yuan Shisanzhi's body shook, and in an instant, all the eyes, nose, ears, etc., were gurgling with blood.

The same strange scene happened in Yuanshen Mansion, only within a radius of several hundreds of feet, suddenly there was a storm, flying sand and rocks, and the water in the well suddenly gushed out, shooting tens of feet into the sky, as if forming a line The flying dragon of Qian Yu Wan Xue, the kitchen knife in the kitchen rose and fell automatically, hacking to death several cooks, maids and servants in a row, some of the horses in the stable flew into the sky and galloped, and some even ran unimpeded in the mud.

At this time, Yuan Shisanxian in the room was bleeding from seven orifices and his left arm was broken, and he said softly, "Forbearance!!!"

Accompanied by the last ninja word, something surprising beyond words happened.

Yuan Shisanxian's physical injuries have healed.

However, it is not so much a restoration as a restoration.

His body didn't recover from wounds one by one, it simply changed from broken to intact, that was just a wonderful martial art.

But the word that should be used now is not "wonderful", but "miraculous"!
The first is the broken left arm. The bones and flesh in it seem to be moving by themselves. The bones spliced ​​together and the flesh sewed together. The flesh, bones, and fascia are all returning to the "past" and re-weaving in an unnatural form.

The bloody orifices were also the same. There was some blood flowing on the clothes, but it was absorbed by the clothes, dried up, and became stains.But now, all these stains flowed out freely, decomposed from the clothes, regrouped into drops of blood, went upstream, and returned to the eyes, nose, and ears.

Yuan Thirteen Limited returned to an intact state.

This is the meaning of restoration, as if going back in time, and as if all this was recorded by something, and now the recording is played in reverse.

And everything in Yuanshen Palace in the outside world has undergone similar changes.

The horses that flew up into the sky fell back to the ground, and the horses that got into the mud retreated while watching the soil close in front of them; Back into the body grid by grid, the kitchen knife flying in the sky resets the chopping board; the sprayed well water returns to the well inch by inch; those turbulent winds and clouds, flying sand and rocks, used to be from small to large, from east to west, but now they are from the west To the east, from large to small, and finally to nothing.

Of course, the first row of buildings on the left side of the Yuanshen Mansion is also indispensable, and now it seems to have never been destroyed, standing safely and securely.

Some passers-by who saw such a scene in the distance were very surprised and ran to Yuanshen Mansion to inquire.

The guard was baffled, "What happened? You said that a strong wind suddenly blew up here, horses were running in the sky, and some well water flew into the sky for tens of feet? How is it possible, you must be hallucinating!"

Those cooks who came back from the dead, of course, don't feel that anything happened. If you ask him if he died, he will give you a knife first.

In short, among all the people in Yuanshen Mansion, except for Yuan Thirteen, no one knew what happened just now.

Everything that happened just now was clearly known to Yuan Thirteen Limits, and it was even instigated by him.

But for these people, even the perception of the brain is "restored".

After finishing this scene, Yuan Thirteen Limits will be real, calm and peaceful.

He thought to himself:
"It doesn't matter if the fourth child is dead. Over the years, the Liuhe Azure Dragon Formation has actually become my restriction. With this formation, Zhuge is afraid of me, and I am also afraid of him. In the end, no one moves, wasting life for no reason."

"Back then, Zhuge was ahead of me, but with the help of my grand master, I have gradually caught up with him. My "Mountain Character Classic" has achieved great success, "Forbearance of Insults" has been completed, and "Sad Little Arrow" has peaked, so I may not lose to him. "Stunning Shot"."

"Actually, maybe, I should have killed the disciples by myself long ago."

"Now as soon as the fourth brother dies, the formation is broken, and Zhuge has no shackles, so he should take the initiative to find me. Although I hate him, I also choose the way for him to fight. He will move first, and I will move. He wants If I find Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother, I will ask Cai Jing to help me. If he wants to fight alone, I will fight alone. I will fight as he wants to fight."

"This is a top priority. The decisive battle is imminent. Don't lose your vitality. As for the matters of the disciples, let the disciples handle them."

"Zhuge, I'm sorry for you. When I kill you in the future, will you be convinced?"

Yuan Shisanxian thought of this, and stayed for a while.

Suddenly shed tears and fell to the ground bit by bit.

But he didn't seem to notice it, and immediately went back and continued to sit cross-legged. He even lowered his eyebrows and nodded, calmly like a Buddha, and began to meditate peacefully.

But, he was crying all the time.

Always in tears.

　Something happened two days ago, there is only one update, let’s fill it up, there is another chapter tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)