Invincible little uncle

Chapter 241 13. I Have Sixteen Famous Swords (Subscribe)
Time seemed to stand still.

The long halberd burst out, whistling, rubbing against the air, tearing the long wind, like an extremely long black awn, in an instant, more than ten meters away, passing by close to Zhang Desperate's cheek!
Tore off half of the beard from his face.

The bell-like eyes of the bandit leader were still wide open, and his cheeks were hot.

And the knife in his hand actually forgot to cut it off at this moment.

boom.

He was on his feet, his eyes still open.

Just had a brush with death, and this way.

Zhang Ming was shocked.

But in the eyes of the robbers, the halberd that the young man threw away was flying higher and higher, as if heading towards the sun.

The bandits were shocked.

Xia Guang shook his head, a little annoyed: "The shot went sideways."

He quickly had another introspection: "Is it really because I haven't practiced the halberd technique?"

Regardless of the silence of the whole place, the young man was talking to himself.

The bandits' eyes were involuntary, still looking at the sky.

The long halberd flew farther and farther, higher and higher, blasting out a cluster of star-like luster in the sunlight.
There seemed to be the sound of swallowing saliva in the air.

I heard the young man murmuring softly.

The bandits were in a mess.

Did you shoot crookedly? It has something to do with whether you have practiced halberd technique or not? !

Not to mention your first move, it was done with a pat.

Slapped away the always vicious Shan Feixiong.

Is this action filmed in Jifa?

say you a second time
You just took it and shot it.

Is there a shooting move in the halberd technique?

Old Huang bent down and laughed, the young master's strength. Could it be that he has awakened some strange blood?Or is this just royal martial prowess?
Bengli, even if it is one of the "Unique Powers of the World", no matter how strong it is, it will definitely not be as strong as this.

Although shocked, the old servant did not let down his vigilance, he turned his body while holding the sword, and looked carefully at the fallen robber.

Half of the beard of the thief has been torn off, and there is some blood on his cheeks. His eyes are like copper bells, calm and violent, with some surprise of passing death by. Like, can not see the original appearance.

Seeing the bearded bandit holding a beheading sword at close range, Lao Huang's eyelids twitched.

A familiar feeling came from his heart.

He suddenly turned serious to the bandit and said, "I have sixteen famous knives."

Zhang Mingming came back to his senses, as if he was stunned, and asked in a deep voice: "The third dragon slayer, what is the eighth?"

Lao Huang didn't relax his vigilance, and said word by word: "The eighth Dixie, what is the first?"

Zhang Mingming showed excitement, "The first big snake, what is No. 16?"

The two were fast, like tongue twisters, talking to each other, having an inexplicable conversation.

This is the top secret order of the original Dazhou "Sixteen Famous Swords".

There are three codes hidden in it, each of which consists of nine knives in a fixed order. The person who makes the incision must ask questions in complete order and name the corresponding knives.

This secret order is generally only known to some people at the top of the original Dazhou, because of the existence of the shadow imperial court and the hidden guards, this kind of secret order is very important.

When the shadow imperial court and masters of the hidden guards set out to perform missions, if they want to get help from the military or some high-ranking officials, they can use this to gain trust.

Like Lao Huang, the incision with this piece of desperation is carried out in the order of "three, eight, one, sixteen, seven, nine, thirteen, two, four".

If one is wrong in the middle, then it is an enemy, not a friend.

However, after Lao Huang finished speaking, Zhang Mingming also finished speaking, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Apparently, neither cut is right or wrong.

As for why the secret order was cut with "Sixteen Famous Swords", it was beyond their knowledge.

After confirming, Lao Huang turned sideways to the boy beside him and said, "It's a family."

Zhang Mingming waved his hands, threw the beheading knife aside, and shouted: "It's a friend!!"

The bandits who were waiting in full force at the heights all let down their vigilance.

Shan Feixiong, who fell to the ground, cursed secretly in his heart: Grass! ! !

The friend of the head of the family is his friend. Naturally, this fight will not be fought, and the fight will not last.

He lay down on the ground, the internal organs in his chest hadn't returned to their positions, and he glanced at the boy in white with scattered black hair. He had such a thin body with only these seemingly few muscles. How could there be such a thing? Colossus-like strength?

Your mother, the friend of the head of the family, must be going up to the mountain to drink.

Then take revenge in the wine field.

This ferocious strong man can also think about it, but the wound on his face that stretched from his forehead to his lips became more fierce in his slightly grinning smile.

"It's a friend!" Zhang Miming waved his palms towards Kong Wu, and then clenched his fists tightly.

Immediately, two young men ran out from the other side of the valley, and carried the second-rank warrior Shan Feixiong back.

In the empty and rugged mountain road, in the most dangerous checkpoint of Wuhu Mountain, only the young man, the old servant, and the bandit were left.

Xia Guangqi said: "Old Huang, what's going on?! Explain, explain. You still have such a friend. Could it be that you were also a bandit before?"

The old servant sighed lightly, and the words "It's a long story, you better not know about it" were swallowed by him abruptly. If he said that, the young master would definitely ask the question to the end, so he just said: " The young master doesn't know something, the head of the family was a good person before, and the old servant also knew him when he was traveling in the rivers and lakes."

"What's with the series of incisions?" Xia Guang persisted.

Lao Huang sneered: "This incision. A few friends who practiced together at that time were bored and played around. They said that the world is dangerous and the skills are strange. Maybe one day they will change their appearance. When they meet, they will even No one dares to recognize it."

After speaking, he was very nervous.

But now he really can't tell the truth to the young master.

His shoulders have not yet been broad enough to provoke the rise and fall of a dynasty, nor have he been able to face his real enemies.

So, he can't say.

Xia Guang shook his head: "Old Huang, you really can't lie, do you understand?"

The old servant lowered his head, thinking in his heart that he really hadn't lied much, he used to kill people directly with a sword, and the young master directly pointed it out, so he didn't know what to say.

But Xia Guang smiled, and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, what are you worried about, I won't keep asking, who doesn't have a secret, why do you look like a big girl with yellow flowers."

The old servant couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhang Mingming at the side also saw the clues. He touched the side of the beard that had been torn off, changed the subject, and laughed boldly: "Young master's supernatural power, my old Zhang is just convinced!"

Then he looked at the old servant seriously and said, "Old friend, what are you doing in my land? Forget it, let's not talk much, go up the mountain, I will let the brothers slaughter a cow, take out the wine stored in the cellar, first Have a drink or two!"

The old servant asked for advice: "My lord, how are you?"

Xia Guang faced Zhang desperately, and said straight to the point: "I'm here to save Huang Puxiang? Do you want to let me go?"

Zhang Mingming was stunned for a moment, his face was gruff and irritable, but he still had a heart, the corner of his eyes cast aside the old servant, and the old servant nodded directly.

This rough man, who looks like a bandit, can't figure out the reality for a while, but since they are all in the same way, this old servant will definitely not deceive himself, not to mention whether Huang Puxiang is not let go, it is not what he will decide Yes, it's okay to give a verbal promise first.

So, Zhang Moming patted his chest: "Let it go!! If someone comes to save me, I won't let him go even if I have a fourth-grade exercise. Since it's an old friend who came, I'll definitely give him some face! Isn't she just a bitch? Let him go! !"

Xia Guang nodded, since the old servant is like this, he also knows that this person is really trustworthy, so he politely said: "Then I will trouble the master."

Zhang Mingming laughed boldly, "Little brother, I didn't say that your strength is going to heaven."

The old servant reminded softly: "Call the young master."

Zhang died:
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On the top of Wuhu Mountain.

Zhang Da, a scribe, sat on a boulder surrounded by a group of robbers.

Fan Jiang, a strong and black man, was a second-rank top martial artist. He took a sword and stood leaning on it.

"Have you all figured it out?"

Zhang Da looked gloomy and cold.

Before everyone could speak, Fan Jiang said directly: "I've thought about it a long time ago. The head of the family is bold and takes the lead, but this temper is too irritable. Except for his confidantes, which one of you here has not been beaten by him? Has he scolded you?" ?

Moreover, in all fairness, even if the kidnapping of the eldest lady of the Huangpu family is beneficial in the end, how many of the brothers can benefit from taking the fourth-grade kung fu?

We thieves just want to have enough food, wear good clothes, have a big house to live in, and have women to play with.

But the head of the family, he wants the fourth-grade exercises!

The attitude of the Huangpu family and the government also shows that this woman is really important, so why don't we ask for tens of thousands of taels of silver?

At that time, everyone will share equally, and then change the boundary, whether it is anonymity or continue to work for a few votes.

It's better than living in fear with your head hanging around your waist all the time, right? "

What he said was all instructed by Zhang Da, and the effect was obvious.

Originally, this group of bandits who didn't follow Zhang to escape, even if they had some grudges in their hearts, they also belonged to the category of non-confidantes, but now they heard this, but they still hesitated.

The scribe Zhang Da said at this time: "As long as the Huangpu incense is in our hands, tens of thousands of taels of silver will definitely not escape. Maybe for the fourth-grade exercises, the aristocratic government will fight us desperately, but tens of thousands of taels Silver is trivial.

We have a large number of people, and we have just captured a batch of Liannu. When the time comes, as long as the head of the family comes back, we can lay an ambush, and the matter will be resolved.

One vote, no worries for a lifetime, brothers are willing to do it! "

A brief pause.

Finally, the first person responded, "Damn it, this guy surnamed Zhang is too irritable and doesn't treat us that well."

With the first, there is the second.

"That's right, it's not our fault. We just want to have enough to eat and live a good life. Who will be the thief?"

Soon, the bandits behind the mountain gate made statements one after another.

Scholar Zhang Da looked at Fan Jiang, the burly black man, and smiled.

Fan Jiang looked back at the bound Huangpu Xiang in the low room again, licked his lips, feeling extremely restless.

(End of this chapter)