The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 194 Sword Test the World, Situ Twelve

Chuhe Town.

The small town is located in the northwest of the capital, tens of miles apart, and it is a must pass through when going to Beijing. Although the town is small, there are many caravans and it is extremely prosperous.

There is a street in the town, which runs from north to south, separates the town from the middle, and divides it into two, named "Han Jie".

Because the west of Changjie is owned by "Liufenbantang", while the east is the sphere of influence of "Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower", so Changjie is used as the boundary, which means the boundary of Chu River and Han Dynasty.

Originally, the two sides were fighting each other, and it was inseparable. Just like the capital city, water and fire cannot be tolerated.

However, since Yan Kuangtu, the leader of the "Power Gang" three years ago, has repeatedly challenged the [-]th CCP faction, and invited Zhuge Shenhou to retreat calmly. north.

Fearing that the rivers and mussels would fight each other, the fisherman would benefit, and the "power gang" would be taken advantage of, so the two established a rule, using the long street as the boundary, not aggressing each other, operating independently, and living in peace.

As a matter of fact, the town has also produced some extraordinary characters. Di Feijing, the main hall master of the Liufen Hall, was rescued by Lei Shan here, and then he was supported and trained by him, so that he ascended to the sky in one step and gained power all over the world.

It's almost dusk.

There are many business travelers on the street, and the cars are like flowing water and the horses are like dragons.

Now that the Jin soldiers are coming, under the disaster of war, the prices of some ordinary items have skyrocketed, causing many merchants who are not afraid of death to come and go, hoping to make some money from it.

As the evening wind picked up and the setting sun slanted, several figures walked up the street at unknown times. They were all wearing gray cloaks, of different heights, short, fat, and thin, and tied tightly with bamboo hats, very mysterious.

The afterglow fell, making the shadows of several people slender.

Seeing the strange attire of this group of people, the merchants became vigilant, the bodyguards hired along with them and some quack masters also secretly guarded, even the people from "Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower" and "Six and a Half Hall" on both sides followed closely Yes.

Now what they have to deal with is not only some grievances and grievances in the world, in addition to guarding against the "power gang", they also have to deal with some hidden eyes and ears of the Jin Kingdom who have sneaked into the Song Dynasty. Naturally, they will kill each other when they see it.

Although "Six and a Half Hall" has little scruples about the morality of the world and its methods are cruel, but all the hall masters strive to lead the battle.

And the acting landlord of the "Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower", now famous Bai Choufei, even though he has become Cai Jing's adoptive son, has killed all the Jinren, and even killed several people who tried to collude with the Jinren in public. Hall Master's subordinates.

Someone smiled kindly and said, "May I ask which way brothers are you?"

At first, one person pressed the edge of the hat, showing a few strands of long beard, and said in a deep voice: "We are just passing by. I hope you can help me by borrowing a way."

The two parties looked at each other.

"It's easy to say, you have a long breath and steady steps. You are by no means unknown people. Report your name and let the brothers fight against each other. It's not because you can't get along with you, but because the Jurchen Tartars are making a lot of trouble right now, and they want to die. few."

The long-bearded man nodded, "That's true, but I and the others have special identities, so I can't look down on them."

"Hehe, pretending to be a ghost, what's Fei his mother's word, let's capture it first and then say it."

The six-and-a-half hall crowd couldn't stand it any longer, they were used to being domineering, and with a wave of their hands, a group of disciples surrounded them. Just as they were about to speak, they suddenly saw the group of strange men in cloaks raise their eyes, and the air froze immediately .

However, there are pairs of gloomy and fierce cold eyes under the edge of the hat, some are sneering, some are ferocious, some are cruel, the only thing in common is that they all have a tattoo on their foreheads.

Suddenly there was a wind, and the cloak fluttered, revealing all the dirty prison uniforms stained with dark red and blood, exuding a monstrous bloody smell.

There are layers of chains on the wrists and ankles of these people...

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, and they were all death row prisoners.

As for the origin of these people, it is not difficult to guess.

Half a month ago, the Jin soldiers attacked the Song Dynasty on a large scale. Due to the situation, the general of Cangzhou Town Mansion Shi Zhendong took the initiative to lead the iron and blood prison. A group of people dared to fight against the Jin soldiers and killed countless enemies, but they were classified as fugitives by the court. This is an unforgivable crime , and was later rescued by several commanders, who led a group of death row prisoners and brothers in prison without knowing whereabouts.

The long-bearded man asked, "But can you see clearly? Can we go?"

"What good things are you thinking about? You are the sharp gun Shi Zhendong. The court is offering a huge reward. Since you are here, don't even think about it..."

The head of the Six and a Half Hall hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly felt a little cold light in front of his eyes, his skin shuddered, his scalp exploded, and he only had time to exclaim "ah" before he widened his eyes and covered his eyes. His throat fell into the arms of all his subordinates, and the blood flowed from his fingers.

Seeing this, the rest of the people were frightened and angry, and were about to strike when they suddenly saw figures in cloaks jumping out from the corners of the roofs on both sides of the long street. , The back of the neck of everyone who looked at it was hairy.

After a rough scan, there were no less than forty people.

Under the cloak was either armor or prison clothing.

"Retire, Chuhe Town belongs to us!"

The long-bearded man lifted his cloak, showing a calm and majestic face. He looked like an old man who was in his prime, but was tainted by fatigue, and the blue mark on his forehead was particularly eye-catching under the shiny sweat.

It was Shi Zhendong, one of the commanders guarding the iron-blooded prison.

The rest of the people also took off their hats one after another, and their faces appeared one after another. Among them were not only a few prison officers, but also a group of masters of the evil faction and underworld strongmen who were famous in the world.

The disciples of the two factions have already turned pale with horror. There are more than forty people with names and surnames in the Jianghu. Don't say that they are disciples of the gangs. Today, the "five gods" from Jinfengdriyu Building are all present, so I'm afraid they have to stay away.

"Momo Haw, in my opinion, it's better to kill them all."

Someone couldn't help mentioning it, with a big smile in his eyes and a bright smile.

Shi Zhendong said coldly: "No."

The two faced each other tit for tat and refused to give in to each other.

All of a sudden, the prisoners on death row and the commanders of the prison officers were also at war with each other.

A prisoner on death row said with a strange smile: "Hehehe, it doesn't count if you say it, you might as well ask that person."

who?

Under the lingering afterglow, on the red and shiny stone slab, at the end of the long street, a skinny figure walked over.

As soon as this person came over, the still warm sunshine seemed to turn into severe frost, and the fierce coldness continued to overflow from the other person's body, making one's heart feel chilled, and the hairs stood on end.

The killing suddenly rose, what an amazing sword intent! ! !
This is an old man, also wearing a cloak, with gray and disheveled hair like wormwood, looking past his age, dragging his withered body and bones, his sallow face seems to be stained with a layer of copper rust under the afterglow of the fire.

Seeing this person, all the prison officers in charge showed fear in their eyes, as if they were facing an enemy.

And on the narrow back of that man, there were actually seven swords spread out like fans.

The hilts of the seven-handed swords are facing upwards, and the tip of the swords is downwards.

Just a few days ago, these seven swords belonged to seven well-known kendo masters, and now they are all his trophies.

When the trembling two parties saw the old man, they suddenly heard someone whispering like a ghost: "Try the world with your sword, Situ Twelve!"

The voice is not loud, but falling here is simply earth-shattering.

This is a name that has almost been completely forgotten by the world. The owner of Jianjian Villa, who was once known as the "No. [-] Sword in the World", is said to be Zhuge Zheng and I. It is said that there is no chance of winning.

He is still alive.

Rumor has it that this person died at the hands of Zeng Baishui, the leader of the "Long Smile Gang", and the two died together and went to Huangquan together.

And the "Long Smile Gang" was the largest gang in the world before the "Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower", and even before the "Mitian League". Adding this person, he is one of the three top masters in the world.

But soon someone realized that something was wrong. In the past, Situ Twelve was an advocate of justice in the martial arts world.

Shi Zhendong suddenly yelled at the two parties: "Hurry up and get out!"

Only then did everyone wake up like a dream, and with a jolt, they turned around and fled.

But they escaped fast, and the murderous intent behind them was even faster. The seven sharp swords vibrated helplessly, and they pulled out their sheaths in unison, trembling like a dragon. The light scatter like a fan, swirling and flying out, dazzling and dazzling, rolling up a ball of terrifying red light.

The seven swords were like fans, they spun in the air, flew several zhang, then turned back again, one by one sank into the scabbard.

And the men and horses affected by the sword light stood on the spot as if they had been acupunctured, and then streaks of blood emerged from their necks.

The head rolled off and died on the ground.

The rest of the people all ran for their lives.

When Shi Zhendong saw him killing, he said angrily, "Situ Twelve, don't you want an antidote?"

Neither sad nor happy, the old man glanced at the several prison officers and said in a sharp voice, "Let Nao Shizi, the leader of the Shenzhou League, deliver the antidote himself, or you will all die."

When Liu Yanping heard the words, the more people came out, he raised his arms like flying, like a bird, darting towards the capital.

(End of this chapter)