Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 83: The Remaining Brave Should Pursue the Poor Bandits

Xin Ziqiu defeated "Northern King" Feng Tianmin with a single palm, bursting with arrogance, and shouted again, bursting at Situ Kong.

Cui Jin, who was on the side, wanted to be loyal to protect the lord, so when Feng Tianmin fell to the ground, he rushed towards this side with a single knife in his hand, but at this time, seeing Xin Ziqiu's majestic look, his heart was shocked, how dare he come up to die?

He rushed halfway, his feet were weak, and he staggered, unable to walk.

After all, Situ Kong is the master of Xiaoyao Building and one of the overlords of Wuyou Cave. His martial arts are extremely high, and he has seen countless turbulent waves. Seeing Xin Ziqiu's bravery, he didn't panic at all. He turned around and floated forward, waving The palm will split.

The skills of the two were similar, and when the real power collided with each other, there was a bang, bang, and both arms were numb from the shock, and each took a step back.

Xin Ziqiu tapped his toes to the ground, without hesitation he jumped back up, his fists linked together into a whip, and went straight for the middle palace.

Situ Kong snorted coldly, and swung his iron palms vertically and horizontally, using the Lotus School's "Great Free and Unfettered Palm Technique" to fight him.

In terms of moves, Xin Ziqiu is young, so he is naturally not as sophisticated as Situ Kong, but he relies on the magic of the golden bell cover, and when he fights, he uses all offensive moves, adopting a reckless style of fighting that hurts both sides, only attacking but not defending, and he is not afraid of death.

Situkong didn't dare to fight him for his life, and at the same time, seeing the situation in the field suddenly out of control and falling into a disadvantage, he was puzzled and shocked, frightened and angry, and kept thinking of ways to escape.

Under half-hearted and half-hearted, his "Great Free and Unrestrained Palm" can't show a leisurely and unrestrained demeanor, its power is greatly reduced, and it can only compete with Xin Ziqiu.

……

At this time, the scuffle in the main hall was also in full swing. Although the Xiaoyaolou gang had the upper hand in numbers, they were a quack gang after all, and they were far from being able to compare with the well-trained Kaifeng mansion elite.

Under the command of Xu Liang, Jiang Pingzhanzhao and others, dozens of arrests in Kaifeng Mansion fought more and more bravely, and each of them stood up to ten.

On the contrary, the members of the Xiaoyaolou Gang were retreating steadily, and they were about to run out of money.

Xu Liang saw Situ Kong and Xin Ziqiu fighting against each other from the corner of his eyes. One of them was like a swimming dragon, with powerful palms, and the other had fluttering sleeves, as cool as the wind.

When he met Xin Ziqiu for the first time a few days ago, the little guy seemed to be mediocre in martial arts, and he suffered a big loss under the hands of Kang Wenping and others, and almost lost his life.

But I haven't seen him for a few days, and it's unbelievable that he has developed so much skill that he is able to stand alone against the famous masters in the Jianghu.

Xu Liang thought to himself, even if he fights with Xin Ziqiu now, the outcome is probably only five or five, not to mention that this little guy has a lot of weird tricks.

Even Yu He, the martial sage from Penglai Island in the East China Sea, or Pudu Daoist from the Emei School, were far from having such skill when they were under the weak crown.

This son's achievements are limitless, given time, he will surely become a master!

……

Xu Liang saw that Xin Ziqiu was getting stronger and stronger as he fought, and knew that this was a great opportunity for him to practice actual combat, but he was afraid that Situ Kong would escape by accident, so after thinking about it, he decided to help, first take down the bandit leader.

So he shouted:
"Uncle Zhan, Uncle Jiang, you are here to direct one or two, and I will help Xiaoqiu!"

As he spoke, he held a snatched ghost knife, slashed twice, chopped down several people, and flew out with a vertical leap, killing Situ Kong.

As soon as he joined the battle, the balance of victory and defeat immediately tilted.

The saber flashed, and between three moves and two moves, the two forced Situ Kong into a panic, breaking out in cold sweat.

Situ Kong was already timid, and he needed to do his best to deal with Xin Ziqiu. Now seeing another new force, Xu Liang, he felt even more frightened.

The owner of the Xiaoyao Building is also a hero who can bend and stretch. He knows that the situation is unfavorable, and he understands that it is important to escape to save his life. As for the Four Heavenly Kings and the Thirteen Taibao...

Hey, anyway, as long as I am alive, are there few desperadoes who chase after fame and fortune?

Immediately, he made a feint, turned around and left.

Xin Ziqiu scolded angrily:
"Situ Kong, your uncle, you still want to run? Save your life!"

As he spoke, he chased after him.

Situ Kong's back was swaying, he had already fled to a corner of the hall, he slapped the stone wall suddenly, a stone door appeared immediately, he snatched it in.

Xin Ziqiu could see clearly, rushed to the side of the stone wall, and saw that there was indeed a small bump where Situ Kong had just slapped it, so he reached out and pressed it, and a secret stone door opened immediately.

He was filled with anger at this moment, even though he knew that the road inside was unfamiliar and might be dangerous, he still rushed in without hesitation.

As soon as I entered, I saw the darkness inside, and there were two forked roads.

Xin Ziqiu stomped his feet in anger and cursed.

At this time behind him, Xu Liang also rushed in, and when he saw the fork in the road, he was also slightly stunned.

Both of them were extremely intelligent people, they took a quick look at each other and understood, and silently looked for each other and chased after each other.

……

In the pitch-black corridor, with twists and turns, Xin Ziqiu ran all the way for tens of feet, feeling that the road gradually became extremely narrow, and it seemed to be leaning forward, getting lower and lower, as if it was going straight to the deeper underground.

Fortunately, there was no fork in the road here, and he could faintly hear footsteps coming from ahead. Xin Ziqiu knew that he might be chasing in the right direction, and he was determined in his heart that Situ Kong must be brought to justice no matter what.

He sprinted at full speed, and walked another hundred feet, when suddenly the straight corridor turned a ninety-degree bend and turned to the right.

After walking a few more feet, his eyes suddenly opened up, and a huge empty stone cave appeared.

This place is much larger than the previous underground palace, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the size is like a gymnasium in modern society.

The surrounding stone walls are flat and smooth like a mirror, and there are various weird and mysterious patterns carved on it, which don't seem to be formed naturally, but are actually artificially chiseled.

Looking at the ground again, Xin Ziqiu was frightened into a cold sweat in the darkness.

I only saw skeletons and skeletons everywhere, some sitting or lying down, I'm afraid there may not be thousands of corpses.

These corpses have different shapes, some have long tail bones, some skulls have long horns, and some have spines with spikes.

Most are not humanlike.

Xin Ziqiu was horrified, could this be a relic of an ancient battlefield?
But he was not allowed to think too much, only someone said speculatively:
"It turned out to be you, but it's a pity that Xu Liang didn't come. Otherwise, if I killed the white-browed hero, it would be considered a pillar of Kaifeng Mansion."

At this time, a few copper lamps on the wall suddenly lit up, and the light was bright and clear, reflecting the miserable, gloomy and gloomy interior of the cave, which was even more eerie than the darkness before.

Xin Ziqiu raised his eyes and saw a large boulder protruding from a distance of more than ten feet. There was a person standing on it. Judging by his figure and appearance, it was Situ Kong.

What the hell is this guy going to do?

……

"Boy, you are about to die, please give your name. I will leave you a whole body."

Situ Kong's tone was serious, full of confidence and complacency, as if he had come here, and he already had the chance to win.

Xin Ziqiu sneered when he heard the words:
"Situ Kong, stop talking too much. If you are so capable, why would you be chased by your grandfather and me like a lost dog? You can't even take care of your lackeys."

"Okay, since you want to know your grandfather's name so much. Then I'll tell you, Xin Ziqiu killed you today. When you go to hell and report to Lord Yama, you will have an explanation."

Situ Kong laughed loudly:
"Okay, Xin Ziqiu is so young, and he speaks a lot at a young age. Do you know where this place is?"

Xin Ziqiu was too lazy to chat with him, so he shouted loudly:
"Fuck you, uncle! I don't care where you are. Situ Kong, hurry down and die, don't talk so much nonsense."

Situ Kong was still standing on the high platform formed by the boulders, with his hands in a weird posture, ignored Xin Ziqiu's scolding, and continued:

"This is the ruins of the Netherworld Demon Race, and it is also the ultimate secret of Situ Kong's transformation from a cocoon into a butterfly. Xin Ziqiu, you are also lucky in your three lives. You can see this extraordinary power before you die."

Just as Xin Ziqiu was about to continue the scolding, when he heard the words "Demon Race of the Underworld", his heart shivered, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

He had just felt the familiar aura of the same origin as this place and the sheep-headed skull ring on his body, but he didn't expect that this place was really related to the Huangquan clan.

Moreover, Situ Kong actually called them the "Demon Clan", which was quite different from the "Saint Clan" that Luluo Yutong and others called themselves.

However, these guys from the Huangquan clan acted weirdly and pervertedly, and there was probably nothing wrong with saying they were "devil clan".

……

Situ Kong seemed to have been suppressed by a big secret for a long time, and he seemed to be sure that Xin Ziqiu would die, so he said without reservation:
"This is a small part of the ruins of the ancient battlefield where the mysterious Netherworld Demons and the ancestors of the Earth Immortals fought. Hundreds of years ago, the battle between the Immortals and Demons was so dark that the Earth Immortals lost more than ten people. The Netherworld Demons almost The whole army was wiped out."

"The demons in Huangquan are mysterious and unpredictable. Although their warriors are dead, the remaining power of will is still here, which can be driven by the secret treasures of the demons. It is very powerful. If ordinary people can use this power of refining, they will have Equivalent to the joint attack of thousands of Netherworld Demon Warriors, it is invincible, and only a true Earth Immortal can compete with it."

"Countless people have been looking for this ruin for hundreds of years, but only I, Situ Kong, really found it, and possessed the secret treasure of the demon race, the Scepter of Huangquan."

"In the past few months, I have found a way to drive the wraiths of the Netherworld Demon Race, and I can infuse them into the body. Here, the battlefield changes into a Netherworld Demon Body. Although I can only use a small amount of power, it is already transcendent and holy. It is not comparable to you mortals."

"Xin Ziqiu, if you can become my sacrifice after being demonized, it is considered smoke from the ancestral grave. Now let me open your eyes and see this power beyond the human world! Wahahaha!"

Situ Kong laughed wildly as he spoke, waving a three-foot-long short stick in his hand, his body twisted at an unbelievable angle.

Accompanied by his swaying, emerald green lights suddenly lit up around the huge stone cave, and at the same time, a dark storm rose, forming cyclones, which became bigger and bigger, and converged towards Situ Kong's position on the stone platform. .

Suddenly, Situ Kong's figure skyrocketed round after round, suddenly becoming more than two feet high, his clothes ripped apart, and he turned into a huge monster with a green face and long fangs.

His two arms became as thick as a bucket, with knotted muscles and blood vessels like blue pythons, hovering above the black-gray skin.

Seeing this, Xin Ziqiu couldn't help but gasp, this thing can transform?
Even though he is bold and ambitious, and has magical powers to protect his body, he can't control his heart beating wildly. He doesn't know if he can fight against this inhuman monster.

But he never loses when he loses, even though he is uneasy in his heart, he never shows weakness on the surface, he smiled and said:
"Situ Kong, you really seek benevolence and benevolence, this look of being neither human nor ghost really suits you..."

At this moment, the chip in his arms suddenly became hot like coals, and an ancient and grand voice seemed to come across the ages, resounding loudly in the depths of his soul.

Xin Ziqiu was stunned...

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Seeing Xin Ziqiu motionless, the monster transformed by Situ Kong thought Xin Ziqiu had been frightened. With a loud roar, he jumped up and approached him from a distance of more than ten feet in an instant, stretching out a huge monster the size of a millstone. Palm, slap it hard.

Xin Ziqiu smiled coldly, stretched out his right hand, and rested it lightly on the giant palm.

Situ Kong laughed wildly and said:

"Boy, have you lost your mind and gone crazy? You actually want to use your mortal body to forcibly resist the power of the Netherworld Demon Race? Even if you have the Shaolin School's 'King Kong Immortal Body', you will be smashed to pieces!"

Speaking of putting more force on his palm, he wanted to crush Xin Ziqiu into a meat paste.

But with this force, I found that the power in my hand disappeared quickly like a mud cow entering the sea...

Situ Kong's half-demonized body trembled suddenly, and he felt his palms go limp for a while. Just when he was about to push harder, his wrists and arms suddenly went limp.

For a moment, he was like a deflated ball, pouring out all the strength in his body.

This was beyond Situ Kong's expectations, and he was beyond horrified:

"What... what's going on? You... who are you?"

Xin Ziqiu looked at him with a sneer, the corners of his raised mouth were full of mockery and disdain.

Situkong has been in business for several years and exhausted countless methods before he found a way to gather and use the power of the Netherworld Demon Race.Although it was only for a short moment, and although it could only be used in the ruins, it was his trump card and he never missed it.

Now he thought that he could easily kill Xin Ziqiu, but who knew it was counterproductive. Not only the demonic power was absorbed by the young man, but also his own internal energy was also transformed.

At this moment, he wanted to withdraw his hand again, but it was too late, he only felt an unparalleled scorching suction force coming from the opponent's palm, which was actually of the same origin as the demonic power in his body, but even more domineering.

In an instant, all the resentful spirits attached to him lost their tyrannical power at the same time, and they were as docile as pilgrims, following every step, not daring to resist in the slightest, and they were all swallowed up.

In less than a cup of tea, Situ Kong, who had already transformed into a human form, was exhausted, his cane fell to the side, and he collapsed limply on the ground, looking like a disabled person.

Xin Ziqiu spread his right hand towards him with a smile, and saw a green goat's head skull ring on his slender finger, which was shining brightly at this time, like a living thing.

In the palm of his hand, there is also a small stack of blood-colored chips, which also emit a faint light, as if they contain great energy.

Situ Kong opened his mouth slightly, wanting to ask Xin Ziqiu what kind of magic he used.

But Xin Ziqiu didn't know whether he didn't hear it, or he didn't answer on purpose, and grabbed his head with both hands without saying a word.

"Crack!"

Situ Kong's neck was in excruciating pain, his head turned 180 degrees, and his eyes suddenly lost their vitality.

Xin Ziqiu snapped his neck...

The chief evil is put to death.

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