The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 311
After half a month, there have been several heavy snowfalls, and the weather is getting colder every day.

But the coldest frost and snow can only be left on the skin, and the murderous intentions everywhere in this river and lake are really making people feel like falling into an ice cave.

In just a few days, no less than a thousand bloody cases have occurred in the martial arts world, and this is only visible on the surface.

The Wuliang Sword Sect and the Shennong Gang were destroyed one after another. The disciples in the sect died horribly, resembling skeletons and mummified corpses; The head of the Kongtong sect died unexpectedly, and most of the disciples in the sect were also lost; there is also a monster from the "Tianlong Temple" in Dali who wanted to seize the sword manual of "Six Meridians Sword", but was forced to retreat by several eminent monks...

Too much.

One after another bloody cases are staged every day, and there are no less than two or three hundred horses running to death every day.

Moreover, at some point in the rivers and lakes, a magic skill has flowed into it. The magic of this skill is that it can take away the power of others. Anyone can practice it. More, the higher the climate, the stronger the swallowing, the greater the ability.

Some people claim to be well-known and upright, and they sneer and criticize them openly, but secretly they are also thinking about it, not to mention those murderers, thieves, and masters of the evil faction who regard human life as insignificant. , Fighting and scrambling, practicing kung fu with living people, there is a chaotic scene where groups of demons come together.

Not only in the world, but even in the temples, there are people who secretly learn this skill. It is rumored that once the weather is perfect, it can rejuvenate, rejuvenate and replenish energy, who is not tempted.

And that magic skill was scattered in all directions by people with intentions, and evil disasters broke out one after another in various places.

Those who are not strong in heart immediately escape into the way of the devil, lost because of greed, and turn into an irrational demon.

However, there are still many righteous people in the rivers and lakes who joined forces to resist the evil, and the imperial court was also greatly shaken. They sent out elites to stop the evil, but some of the masters in the army also learned the magic skills, and their demonic nature suddenly moved, and they started killing , no small matter.

Shao Shi Mountain.

The market town that used to be deserted and uninhabited now has a lot of people scattered all over the place. They were enemies who were not pleasing to each other, black and white, good and evil, but now they all gather together to guard the survival of the few surviving monks in Shaolin Temple. Preside over the overall situation and fight against evil together.

"I heard that someone from the Western Xingxiu Sea occupied the place of the 'Xingxiu Sect' and founded the 'Blood God Sect'. The leader seems to be Nan Murong."

"This calamity was caused by Nan Murong?"

"It's definitely him, it can't be wrong."

"This person has achieved great magic skills, and now he sits down and kowtows to the demons, he is no longer the famous Mr. Murong back then."

"A few days ago, someone dug up several ancestral graves of Murong's family. I'm afraid that's why they started."

……

On the long street in the snow, many monks were dispensing porridge and medicine to heal some people who escaped the evil disaster by chance.

Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci survived the disaster, he and a group of eminent monks escorted Qiao Feng to escape, but he was not in the temple, so he was not in the temple, so he was in charge of the overall situation temporarily.

Looking at the wounded people all over the floor, seeing all the people from all walks of life who were kneeling and wailing with miserable expressions, Xuanci had no choice but to proclaim the Buddha's name repeatedly to appease everyone.

"In my opinion, the martial arts world is coming to an end. Those who have learned magic skills are practicing with living people one by one, and their skills are improving very quickly. They were just low-level goods. It has only been a few days, and they have changed suddenly. They are already very tight."

It was You Ju from "Juxian Village" who was speaking, his face was gray and bloodless, and beside him lay You Ji who was seriously injured. The two of them were collectively called "The Two Heroes of the You Clan". , Good at making friends with heroes from all directions.

You Ji said weakly: "That's right, and these people are the most weird. They are obviously seriously injured and exhausted, but as soon as they drink human blood, they immediately become alive again. One after another, they are more powerful than them. It’s all understood below.”

There was a young man in gray robes squatting beside the two of them, a little embarrassed, looking after You Ji, his face turned pale, and the lingering fear was still there, but there was blood in the man's eyes.

An old man also nodded solemnly, and said anxiously: "You are right, Mrs. Tan and I also met such a person. He was just a low-level character in the past. He didn't expect to fight against the two of us a few days ago. Terribly evil."

Beside the old man was a very close woman.

The two are Tan Gong and Tan Po, who are not small in the world.

"Extreme! Exactly!"

A group of other people also had similar experiences and echoed.

Some people wished: "Oh, if only those few top masters who have lived for hundreds of years were the best in the world in the past."

As soon as the words came out, someone immediately snorted: "Come on, the strength of that magic skill is no small matter. I heard that Murong Fu had swallowed a top-notch master to achieve his current unrivaled magic power. Those people were afraid that they would not be able to take care of themselves, so they hid a long time ago." gone."

"Hahaha, joke, joke, what a big joke." In the crowd of people who were discussing a lot, a wild laughter suddenly came out, "Now my 'Blood God Sect' intends to rule the Central Plains, and you are still waiting for me!" If you don't bow your head and become a minister, when will you wait?"

The man was crippled, with an iron crutch in his hand, jumped up and reached the roof, overlooking the crowd of Jianghu people who were dying, sneering and showing disdain in his eyes.

"Hey, it's you, you short-sighted." Ah Zi, who was watching secretly from the side, couldn't help exclaiming when she saw this person, Gein, this person was actually the elder brother of the Xingxiu School who was coaxed by her to cut off his right leg in the Tibetan scripture pavilion. Zhai Xingzi, "Are you still alive?"

Zhai Xingzi's eyes spit fire, but he quickly restrained his killing intent and shouted in all directions: "Didn't your Excellency always want to find out the whereabouts of my leader? My leader said that he would wait in the Western Xingxiu Sea Your Excellency is here, if you have the courage, come here."

Everyone was startled when they heard the words, but they realized that this person had come to fight.

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether the other party listened or not, Zhai Xingzi turned around and retreated.

"Go away!"

Tan Gong and Tan Po looked at each other and raised their hands to stop them.

But Zhai Xingzi could only sneer, he did not come alone on this trip, behind him he saw two old lamas, one tall and one short, one was as dark as carbon, the other was blond and blue-eyed, both of them looked very different from those from the Central Plains.

The two rolled their eyes and opened their mouths to inhale. Tan Gong and Tan Po were suddenly swept by a strong spiral wind.

Under that suction force, the wounds of the two men split instantly, and the hot blood in their bodies was pulled away by the space, and turned into a stream of blood, which was thrown into the mouths of two foreign monks.

Others were eager to try and want to do it, but they all had cold hands and feet when they saw this terrible scene.

Just when they were proud of picking up the stars, the expressions of the two monks changed drastically. They each roared and raised their hands apart, wanting to move, but the next moment, a cluster of flames suddenly floated from the robes of the two of them, staining them. In an instant, the flames covered the whole body.

"what!"

Amidst the heart-piercing screams, the two monks were reduced to ashes in the terrifying flames.

Zhai Xingzi was terrified, but he opened his mouth, and what came out was not words, but a cluster of flames, and immediately followed in the footsteps of the two monks in astonishment, flames gushed out of the seven orifices, and he died very simply.

"It's finally here."

With a faint sigh, Chen Zhuo walked out slowly, the red light in his eyes flashed away, he ignored the shocking appearance of the people on the long street, he slowly floated up with his feet on the ground, looked at the west, his blue shirt was rolled up, and his face It has gone through the air like a breeze.

"Come too!"

　The state is not good recently, so I will end this volume in two days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)