Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 209: The Eagle of the Blue Sky (Part )
"Junior brother!"

He called out several times, but his fellow apprentice was lying quietly in the middle of the hall, not saying a word in response.

His face was already frighteningly pale, but now filled with anger, a hint of redness made him look healthier.

He glared at the girl in front of him and leaned over to try to feel his fellow apprentice's breath.

His hand stretched out halfway, trembled halfway, staring at the green and poisonous face, and he couldn't help but retract his hand.

As a master of poison, even if he is in a hurry, he is well aware of the taboos.

How could I touch my fellow apprentice brother when I knew he was poisoned?

Just because he has no ability doesn't mean others can't.

The twenty or so men in straw raincoats parted the road, and a short, thin old man in his sixties walked quickly out from the middle.

This man has a brown face and beard, a high nose bridge, sunken eye sockets, and an indescribable sinister look in his eyes.

Seeing him coming forward, the white-faced man who had shouted "Junior Brother" before stopped talking and dared not act rashly.

The people around him observed his words and expressions and knew that this old man hiding in the crowd of people wearing straw raincoats was no ordinary person.

The white-faced senior brother didn't dare to touch the poisoned junior brother, but this old man did.

He stretched out two skinny fingers and probed his nose. Suddenly, the wrinkles on the old man's face became more dense. After hearing a muffled sound, he pointed two fingers at the Ren Zhong acupoint of the white-faced junior brother.

His left hand took out a black pill from his arms.

After his attack, the white-faced junior brother who was lying on the ground suffering from the poisoning breathed for a moment, and his eyelids seemed to be twitching.

but
The eyelids felt heavier than a thousand pounds, and in the end, they were unable to lift them.

The breath stopped abruptly for a moment.

The old man's complexion changed slightly, and the wrinkles on his face became ravines.

He put the black pill he had just taken out away back into the container.

Because there is no need to take it anymore.

"What a handsome poison technique."

The thin old man raised his head and fixed his eyes on the girl.

A low, hoarse voice came out slowly:
"I've heard that poisonous flowers and plants are everywhere in the Shiwan Mountains, and there are many experts in using poison in Yunnan and Guizhou."

“I didn’t expect that after so many years, the scenery here is even more charming than before.”

"It's really amazing that even a kid like you can use poison like this."

Zhao Shu looked at the old man. She remained relaxed on the surface, but there was a serious look in her eyes.

"My poison skills are not very advanced. They are just the folk methods I learned from the villagers and neighbors since I was a child."

"He can't hold his liquor, and gets drunk as soon as he drinks. It's not me who poisoned him."

She turned her head to look at Wen Tingrong, and her clear voice rang out again: "Boss Wen, you distinguished guests have misunderstood me again."

"Then please fill the cup again and ask them to serve a better drink. Don't pour it out after just one glass, or you will fall asleep in someone else's hall again, which is very rude."

All the men in straw raincoats glared at him when they heard this.

The old man had something to argue about, but when he saw that the other person was about thirteen or fourteen years old, he immediately lost the desire to speak.

It is really despicable to argue with a kid in public.

But
This girl is smart and clever, and good at using poison, so he dare not underestimate her.

Gang Leader Wen is able to manage the Wenshan Horse Gang and has a stable mentality.

I saw two people driving poisonous snakes and competing with each other using strange poison techniques.

Even though he didn't even see how they poisoned him, he was still able to temporarily suppress the shock in his heart. He kept a straight face and walked slowly up, trying to touch the wine jug on the tray again.

The Wen family was very worried.

They were afraid that the wine jug was also poisonous and that even a master of poison could not withstand it, let alone Boss Wen.

"Wait!"

To Wen Tingrong, this voice sounded like the sound of nature.

A big man strode out from behind the old man in the straw raincoat. He rushed to the table, grabbed the wine pot with one hand, and quickly filled two wine cups.

When he poured the wine, a high line of wine was drawn, but his eyes were not on the wine cup, his gaze was all on the girl.

After pouring the wine, place the two glasses on the tray and place them in the center of the table.

"You choose first." He said to Zhao Shu.

Zhao Shu didn't hesitate. She swept her hands over the two wine cups and grabbed the one on the right.

Without waiting for the big man to say anything, he drank it in one gulp.

After a while, she still looked normal and showed no signs of poisoning.

At this time, she held the wine glass upside down in the air, and her voice had a hint of oppression: "It's your turn."

The big man's eyelids twitched.

He was extremely confused, as he had poisoned both glasses of wine!

According to common sense, his favorite poison should have taken effect long ago, but it didn't have any effect on the girl.

Just now, the girl's hand brushed across the cup, so it is conceivable that the other cup must have been poisoned by her.

Thinking of his companion who was still sleeping in the hall and couldn't be woken up, the big man lost his heart and was not sure if he could use his physique and internal strength to resist the poison.

He took the wine glass in his hand, stared at the clear wine, hesitated, and had no courage to drink it.

"Why, you came forward aggressively to pour the wine, and I drank it, but you didn't dare?"

"If you don't have the courage, why do you come forward and make a fool of yourself?"

Zhao Shu's tone was mocking and extremely harsh.

All eyes were on him.

The big man didn't dare to drink it at first, but a man lives by his dignity.

If I show my weakness in front of a little kid, all these years of my life would have been in vain.

His face became hot when he was stared at, and his blood rushed to his head. He was about to drink the poisoned wine to save his face.

It's too late, it's faster than that!

Just as he raised the wine cup to his lips, the white-faced man before him gave him a rather shameless opportunity and shouted:
"Brother, stop it!"

"The cup she drank wasn't poisoned, but your cup was poisoned. Don't fall for her trick!"

He confuses right and wrong, does not follow the rules and is truly shameless.

The big man felt ashamed after hearing this, but in the end, his desire to survive overcame his shame!

People have no sense of shame and lose their bottom line when they are angry.

"Eh~!!"

His face flushed as he roared angrily, then he suddenly clenched the wine cup and poured the wine in it toward the girl!

Onlookers around exclaimed.

Zhao Shu kicked the mat from bottom to top!

BANG!
The table top flipped and stood up to block the wine!
When the two men started fighting, the people around them did not rush forward, but stepped back a few steps to make room for them, allowing them to do what they wanted.

Zou Songqing frowned and looked at his master.

Shang Sufeng's eyes were fixed on the big man who made the attack and Zhao Shu, and his eyes occasionally glanced at the old man in the straw raincoat.

He could take action at any time, but he was watching Zhao Shu's moves and was attracted by the big man's unique martial arts.

"Bang~!"

The mahogany tabletop exploded in the air. The big man threw a punch, and a huge hole appeared in the mahogany instantly.

His fist had just passed through the table when suddenly a strange change occurred.

He was originally a sturdy and strong man, but for some reason, the arm he extended was like a flexible poisonous snake, as if it had no bones!
The means of attack is like a soft whip lashing forward, slightly changing its direction in the air.

Even Zhao Shu was facing such a strange trick for the first time.

She retreated to the second seat, and the big man followed up with a strange move and then a brutal one.

He punched out with his snake fist, then changed it into a sword finger, like the head of a poisonous snake, biting straight towards the girl!
unfortunately
Although his moves were strange and fierce, his lightness skills were inferior to Zhao Shu's.

If his body movements didn't keep up, it would be like a poisonous snake gathering strength to bite the mongoose fiercely, but it was dodged with a nimble jump.

The girl retreated to the back seat and kicked the second table away.

“Chichichi~!!”

In an instant, wood chips flew everywhere.

The big man's sword pointing was clearly a method of acupoint pressing, but this acupoint pressing method was even more powerful than holding a chicken heart hammer!
The tabletop was pierced one after another!
If it hits a person, it would probably penetrate the skin and flesh and hit the bones.

Shang Sufeng has inherited the true skills of Dian Cang and has a very sharp eyesight.

He became suspicious when the big man used his first move.

As soon as the subsequent moves were made, he immediately came to his senses.

"Master, what kind of move is this?" Zou Songqing had never seen such a move before and couldn't help but ask.

"This move was recorded in the Cangshan Divine Shrine. If I am not mistaken, it should be the bone-penetrating acupuncture method that has been lost in the Western Regions for many years. Although it is slightly different from what is recorded, this sinister method is exactly the same."

"If the bone-penetrating force hits the acupuncture points, it will be difficult to resolve."

"If you calculate the time accurately and hit the fatal point, it will be like a ulcer attached to the bone, torturing the person to death. It is a first-class vicious martial art."

I saw that the honest apprentice was worried about the girl's safety.

Shang Sufeng added: "This person's skills are weak. He just took the initiative by sneak attack, and his surprise move didn't work."

"It can be seen that there is still some gap between me and Lan Shu."

Just as Shang Sufeng said, after the big man made several consecutive moves, his momentum suddenly stagnated.

He did not use any weapon, and the girl did not use any weapon either.

The snake fist is so flexible and strange that even if a big man does not have enough skills, he can still give people a glimpse of the power of this kung fu.

but
The girl's palm technique also dazzled everyone. She kept moving her palms in front of her, like a flying swallow or a swimming dragon, or like a calligraphy master holding a brush, creating the style of a flying phoenix!
As the palm prints flew, the big man's snake fists frequently hit the phantom!

The moment he was lost, the girl's eyes became serious and she pushed out a palm decisively. The wind from her palm was so powerful that it penetrated the snake fist!
"Boom~!"

The big man was hit in the chest by a palm and flew backwards!

Shang Sufeng and Zou Songqing both showed understanding.

They knew that Lan Shu was practicing the Jinghong Sword Technique. This palm technique was light and sharp, very suitable for women to practice, and it had the same origin as the sword technique.

I have never heard of anyone else in the world who knows this set of sword and palm techniques.

It seems that she also learned it from the legacy of the master.

“Junior Brother~!!”

The white-faced man shouted again.

The big man knocked over several high chairs and smashed a bench with a clang.

He happened to fall beside his fellow apprentice who was fast asleep, and fell into a deep sleep with him.

"What a cruel method!"

The white-faced man glared at Zhao Shu. The big man's palm hit his heart meridian, and it was black in color, obviously there was poison in his palm.

In an instant, he was deader than dead.

He stared at the little girl. He didn't expect that although she looked harmless, she was so ruthless and decisive when she attacked.

Zhao Shu didn't get angry with him at all, and said with a relaxed look:

"He attacked me by surprise, and I attacked his vitals. When I attacked, I would naturally attack his vitals."

"Besides."

"The poison in this palm power was put into the wine by him. What does it have to do with me?"

In the central hall of Wenshan Yiyuan, the girl was muttering calmly under the spotlight of everyone:

"As the saying goes, give others what you would like them to give you."

"He asked for it."

"besides."

"You lost in the cup contest, you lost in the duel, you lost completely."

"Show me your Panzhou relics, and I will forgive you for what happened today."

The white-faced man's expression changed drastically. He had said before that he would let bygones be bygones.

Now that I have been slapped several times and have to say the same thing again, I feel extremely embarrassed:
"You~!!"

He shouted angrily, his eyes threatening to pop out of their sockets.

Old man Dian Cang looked at the girl with admiration in his eyes, and couldn't help stroking his beard and sighing.

The girl's posture really reminded him of that person.

If you want to become a peerless master, it should be reflected in all aspects.

This girl looks very much like that one in a million person.

Compared with the angry group of men in straw raincoats, the people of Wenshan Horse Caravan were stunned.

In addition to constantly increasing my knowledge, I also learned about the martial arts methods of the famous sects.

And this girl
He is worthy of being the heir of a great sect. Even putting aside his martial arts skills, it is rare for someone so young to be so smart.

The white-faced man wanted to say something else, but the short and thin old man suddenly raised his hand, which stopped him.

"Bring it up."

His somewhat hoarse voice sounded again.

The man as strong as an iron tower behind him stepped forward and handed over a sheepskin with a music score. The old man took the sheepskin and glanced at the girl, then turned his gaze to the old man Dian Cang.

"I wonder which sect you are the leader of?"

He spoke in an extremely polite tone.

Shang Sufeng, who had been silent the whole time, said calmly: "I am just an idle and lost person, not the helmsman of a big sect."

He was not lying.

The old man who was about to spread out the sheepskin stopped.

His expression suddenly became much more enthusiastic: "Senior, you have so many skills, it would be a pity to waste them."

Before the old man finished speaking, Shang Sufeng understood what he meant.

"I have no interest in the Western Region Pope."

After expressing his opinion, he couldn't help but ask, "The Western Region Poison Sect has been silent for a long time. It seems that it lost its inheritance in the early years and disappeared."

"did not think of."

“It’s really unexpected that it can be popular again now.”

The old man paused, and suddenly spoke with great vigor: "The Central Plains martial arts are flourishing, and the Western Regions will naturally not lag behind."

"On the snow-capped mountains, under the glaciers, on the vast grasslands, on the mountaintops, in the desert sands, the extinguished flames will also be rekindled."

"If you have any doubts, you can follow me to the foreign lands, and you will know that the wonders of the martial arts world are not limited to the rivers and lakes."

Shang Sufeng shook his head:
"My heart is not in this place."

The short and thin old man's eyes darkened when he heard this: "What a pity, what a pity"

He said "what a pity" twice, his voice was extremely obscure.

At this moment
He held up the sheepskin with Panzhou relics:
"The secret of the Qi flying is above, please look!"

He spread out the sheepskin and pushed it with a sudden push of his palm. Then a strange fragrance filled the entire hall in an instant.

Others haven't noticed anything unusual yet.

Zhao Shu reacted the fastest, and the sword made a clanging sound!
An extremely fast sword light flashed by, and with a single swipe of the sword, she directly cut the sheepskin that was pushed towards old man Dian Cang into two halves!
but
This strange fragrance is the secret of the Western Region Poison Sect and is different from the poisonous flowers and plants in the Central Plains.

Even Zhao Shu couldn't have expected the news to spread so quickly.

"poisonous!"

She warned, but something came faster than her voice.
“Bang, bang, bang~~!!”

Inside the central hall of the Wen family, hundreds of members of the Wenshan Horse Gang fell down in rows.

Boss Wen fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Hahaha~!!"

At this moment
The laughter of the people in straw raincoats drowned out the heavy rain outside.

The white-faced man who was angry just now seemed to not care about the death of his two fellow apprentices, revealing a look of treacherous success.

Zhao Shu looked at Zou Songqing who was covering his chest, and immediately turned to the white-faced man and the old man and said:

"What kind of poison is this?"

The white-faced man said with a smile, "Little kid, your poison skills are really amazing."

"We used the Sand Vine Flower poison as soon as we arrived here, but we didn't expect you to neutralize it head on."

"but."

"Your perspective is still too narrow."

The white-faced man said, "You know the Bidala flower."

Zhao Shu frowned: "I heard that this flower has a fishy smell."

The thin old man nodded: "Yes, but this flower can be hidden in the fragrance of the sand vine flower."

"It's just a Bidu flower, of course it's not poisonous."

“But when combined with the Three Snake Cordyceps Flowers we planted, it can make people weak and those with average internal strength fall unconscious in the blink of an eye.”

"You have been smelling the Bidala flower for a long time. Now I will use the Sanshe Cordyceps flower to stimulate the medicinal properties. You will be poisoned instantly."

He looked proud: "My Western Region Poison Sect was once famous all over the world in the early years, how could we not have a foundation?"

"You are a strange little kid. You are immune to all kinds of poisons. No wonder my two nephews died at your hands."

The old man said this and smiled cunningly:
"But you are so smart that you mistake others for yourself."

He pointed at Zou Songqing and Elder Dian Cang and said, "You are deliberately delaying your speech to buy them some breathing time and suppress the toxicity. Am I right?"

"But."

"I am talking to you because this poison affects the Qi. The more you suppress it, the more agitated your Qi and blood will become."

“So, it cannot be suppressed.”

"This senior is quite powerful. If I don't make him more seriously poisoned, I won't be able to take action against him."

Zou Songqing's internal strength is also quite impressive.

But just like the old man said, he suppressed the poison, causing his blood and qi to churn.

So much so that his whole face was blood red.

Seeing him like this, the old man smiled at Shang Sufeng again: "Senior, am I wrong?"

Old man Dian Cang was still sitting on the high chair.

A strange color also appeared on his face, as if it was burning with fire.

but,

Those eagle eyes were indescribably calm.

An old voice sounded faintly:

"You can try"

……

(End of this chapter)