The blood of the perfect world spreads all over the sky

Chapter 237: We promised to run away, why did you do it?

Shi Lei pointed his sword at an angle and said with a smile: "I already knew it was you. Where are the other two? Let's call them out together."

The butcher was holding his rough bone chopping knife, standing at the door and looking coldly at the people in the room.

The old woman was twisting an embroidery needle in her hand and looking at everyone in the restaurant coldly.

Neither of them had any intention of replying or asking anyone to come out.

The two servants who were still alive stepped aside and whispered: "Leave it to senior."

Baili Dongjun stepped forward and said loudly: "It seems that the people on this whole street are not good people. You and the white-browed man in the daytime are all in the same group. You are here to intercept and kill others." People from the Gu family?

And you come to my wine shop just because we open a wine shop here? "

The butcher looked at Baili Dongjun, nodded, and replied: "Yes."

The answer was very straightforward, without any concealment, as if Shi Lei and others would die tonight.

"This is too childish. We have never crossed paths. In the afternoon I visited your shop and bought meat, but tonight you came to kill me with a knife. Life is a very precious thing, and everyone is born with it. There is only one time, and we have no right to take away other people's lives at will." Baili Dongjun explained patiently.

Although he was a naughty and rebellious child, calling himself the Little Overlord of Qiandong City at the age of seven, he always remembered what his father told him: the most precious thing in the world, the most precious thing in the world, is his own life.

The butcher ignored Baili Dongjun and looked at Sikong Changfeng and Shi Lei, wondering: "Idiot?"

Shi Lei shrugged: "You can't say that. A normal person should be sincere and kind to others, respect the old and love the young, sympathize with the weak, and care for life...

You can't call someone with these good qualities an idiot just because you threw them away.

It’s not them that’s wrong, it’s you, and it’s the world that’s wrong.

In addition, there is a word that is more suitable. You can call him 'innocent' or 'innocent'.

Compared to butchers like you, I still hope that there are more innocent and innocent people in the world. With more such people, the world will be a better place.

The most important thing is that I enjoy making friends with such people.

So can you guys quit?

Let's pretend tonight didn't happen. "

The butcher looked at Shi Lei in astonishment, not knowing how to refute. In fact, he also liked to make friends with innocent people, but he did not intend to refute. His words remained as brief as possible: "No."

"Then stop talking nonsense and let's start fighting!" Sikong Changfeng stepped forward with a gun, grabbed Baili Dongjun and threw him back. Then he used the momentum to go straight to the butcher, thrust out the spear like a dragon, The momentum is amazing.

But the butcher looked calm. He just raised the bone cleaver and blocked the spear firmly with a slight block.

"I know who you are." Sikong Changfeng said sternly: "There is a rumor in the world that 'you will be punished by the officials in life, and you will meet Yama in death'. You are Jingkou Yama, and you are a thousand years old."

"Yes." Yan Qiansui admitted lightly and swung the bone chopping knife in his hand.

His body was fat and his bone chopping knife was huge, but in his hand, this big knife was as light and flexible as an embroidery needle.

It has the flavor of removing bones, chopping meat, and blooming bones.

The superb swordsmanship has reached an unspeakable level.

Sikong Changfeng's spear was very powerful, but somewhat weak in its follow-up. After stabbing thirteen times in a row with no success, he was already out of breath.

"Your marksmanship is not perfect." Yan Qiansui's surname is "Yan", but he doesn't like to talk and keeps every sentence as brief as possible.

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Did you learn it secretly?" Yan Qiansui's eyes lit up and he looked directly into Sikong Changfeng's eyes.

Sikong Changfeng was shocked in his heart, and the hand holding the spear was trembling. Just a machete thrown at Yan Qianshen broke the power of his spear and even cut his clothes.

Sikong Changfeng retreated fiercely with his gun, retreated to Baili Dongjun's side, and said solemnly: "I can't beat him, you can find an opportunity to run away."

Baili Dongjun shrugged and said helplessly: "While you were fighting just now, I took a look at the back door."

"You want to trap them while we are here and escape secretly, right?" Sikong Changfeng said angrily.

Baili Dongjun said seriously: "How could I, the little overlord of Dongcheng, be like that?"

"So what's going on at the back door?" Sikong Changfeng asked back.

"Little Xishi is selling tofu over there, and the oil seller is watching little Xishi selling tofu." Baili Dongjun sighed and said.

Sikong Changfeng scratched his head: "This is troublesome, Brother Shi, I'll stop them, you take Dongjun and go first."

He should repay the favor of free drinking, but he himself wouldn't live long.

Shi Lei had no expression on his face and looked straight ahead without speaking.

The butcher held a machete in his right hand, made a sign of invitation with his left hand, and said coldly: "Come on."

Sikong Changfeng raised his spear and whispered: "I have one more trick, the last one. After this move, the two people in front of me will definitely die, but I may not survive. If I can survive, I will help you break through the interception at the back door and let Brother Shi take you out."

"What will happen if you don't survive?" Baili Dongjun asked.

"Then we will all die here."

"How sure are you?"

"One percent."

"10%? 10% sure, you still have the nerve to swear so confidently?" Baili Dongjun was shocked.

"Then do you have any better idea?"

Baili Dongjun waved his sleeves: "I dare to come all the way to open a wine shop by myself, and I am well prepared!"

"Do you know how to do martial arts?" Sikong Changfeng asked doubtfully.

"Bah" Baili Dongjun sighed, and then explained: "If I knew martial arts, I wouldn't come to Chaisang City. I just escaped from home because I didn't want to practice martial arts!"

"Die." Jinkou Yan Luo Yan Qiantai finally lost his patience and rushed over.

The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who can survive until the fifth watch?

"Immortal." A voice suddenly interrupted him.

Yan Qiansui's expression changed. He raised his head suddenly and found that there was an extra person on the beam at some point. It seemed that he had been there for a while, but he never noticed it.

The man jumped down from the beam and landed steadily in front of Shi Lei and others. He was wearing soft armor and looked exactly like the two guards next to Yan Qiansui.

The attendant named Kui Zheng couldn't help shouting: "Xue Zheng?"

"This name is really unpleasant. I have been called that for so long, and I can finally get rid of it today." The man took off his soft armor, revealing a black suit underneath, and he grinned. Said: "My surname is Lei."

The corners of Shi Lei's mouth raised. The person he was waiting for finally arrived.

The martial arts realm of Young Ge Xing was evaluated by Ji Ruofeng, the master of Baixiao Hall, and the world's martial arts were divided into first-class realms.

Those below the first level can only be considered martial artists, and those above the first level can be considered masters.

The first grade is divided into four realms:

The first level of the Vajra Mortal Realm, when practiced, is indestructible regardless of the Six Objects and Dharma. To put it simply, the body has been trained to the limit of a mortal. After the skill is activated, it will be difficult for a mortal sword to damage it.

The second state of freedom, if the mind is at ease, is invincible on the ground, simply put, it means that you can perfectly control your own power, do whatever you want, and your attacks are more flexible and more violent.

The third realm, the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm, uses the way of heaven as the force of force, and every sword echoes with all things; the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm is also divided into four small realms, Jiuxiao, Fuyao, Da Xiaoyao, and Half-Step Divine Wandering.

The fourth realm, the mysterious realm of divine travel, is only found in legends. You can sit quietly with your eyes closed, but your thoughts can travel thousands of miles away.

He has a huge strength of 100,000 kilograms, is a master of Xingyiquan, and has mastered the technique of lifting weight lightly and lifting weight lightly. He is already at the pinnacle of the realm of freedom.

But if he uses his own inner power to touch the way of heaven and mobilize the power of heaven and earth for his own use, he will never be able to get started.

You can rely on brute force to fight with the Free Heaven Realm in the Free Land Realm, but it is still inferior, so it is very important to advance to the Happy Heaven Realm.

In fact, those who are in the Xiaoyao Tianjing are the masters in the world of singing. Those who live in the Xiaoyao Tianjing are destined to be driven away. He does not want to run away everywhere, nor does he want to put his life on the rescue of others.

So he is a little eager to advance to the free world.

What he is best at is the thunder method. The world of bad people also created the Five Elements Thunder Sword. It is natural to understand the thunder method in the world of Ge Xing.

When his progress in understanding was slow, the first thing he thought of was the Lei family's Frightening Finger, not because he wanted to learn from it secretly, but because he wanted to get guidance.

If an unknown person came to visit him, the Lei family would definitely not give him guidance, so he set his sights on Lei Mengsha. Lei Mengsha was a talkative person. If he practiced sword practice in front of him, Lei Mengsha might give him guidance. he.

As soon as Lei Mengsha finished speaking, the expressions of the butcher and the old woman changed slightly, and Sikong Changfeng was also thoughtful.

Yan Qiansui raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your surname is Lei? Is it Lei from Leijiabao?"

"Indeed, although Lei Jiabao doesn't like me as a disobedient child, I still recognize the Lei family." Lei Mengsha still grinned, showing his big white teeth.

Yan Qiansui was stunned. This sentence reminded him of someone.

That man came from the Lei Family Fort branch, but he was one of the most outstanding disciples among the Lei family's children. Later, he went to Tianqi City despite the objections of the Lei family. There has been no news about him since. There are only eight legends about this man circulating in the world. Character.

Thunder and undercurrent, killing people in their sleep.

The first contemporary disciple of Leijiabao is Lei Mengsha.

Lei Mengsha also has another name, "Master Zhuomo" on the list of Baixiaotang masters.

The poem goes like this: "The elegance is unpredictable, the clear song is elegant, the burning ink is full of words, and the clouds are crazy."

Liu Yue is peerless and Mo Chen is ugly, but his ministers are talented and remain unknown. "Lei Mengsha and Gu Jianmen, who is under house arrest in Gu Mansion, are good friends known to the world.

He should have expected Lei Mengsha to appear in Chaisang City.

Yan Qiansui sneered: "It turns out that it was Lei Mengsha who I admired for a long time."

Lei Mengsha laughed loudly: "I've been admiring you for a long time, you are known as the Chrysostomal Yama, and I am the Zhuo Mo Duoyan.

You don't like to talk, but I like to talk. We are not the same person at all, why do we say we have been together for a long time?

Anyway, you can't beat me, why don't you go to the sky, I take my Yangguan Road, you take your single-plank bridge, we each go to one side, hand in hand, and say goodbye? "

Yan Qiansui was about to speak back, but Lei Mengsha immediately reached out to stop him and said, "Forget it, you'd better stop talking. I know what you mean even if you don't speak. You are Yama, don't you kill people? Are you here to drink? I don’t want to fight with you, but you are here for the people from the Gu family. I am Gu Jianmen’s friend. Although I know that Gu Jianmen is most afraid of hurting his friends, but the so-called friends are You should show up at this time." Lei Mengsha waved his hand gently and said to the three people behind him: "You three friends, please step back and leave the rest to me."

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Baili Dongjun frowned and turned to look at Sikong Changfeng, and asked in a low voice: "Is this the Eighth Young Master of Beili you are talking about?"

Sikong Changfeng nodded and said with admiration: "Yes, Zhuo Mo is talkative."

Baili Dongjun nodded and sighed: "It's really... he talks a lot! But why does he want to help us?"

"Then do you know why those people must kill us?" Sikong Changfeng asked Baili Dongjun.

Baili Dongjun shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know."

"The so-called things in the world of rivers and lakes don't have so much truth, and there is no need to explore the truth. You only need to know that someone wants to kill you, then kill you back. If someone wants to save you, just watch quietly and then find an opportunity. , just run!" Sikong Changfeng said the last half of his words very seriously, he really planned to do this.

There is no love without reason in the world, and there is no hatred without reason. They don't know Mr. Zhuo Mo. Even though Mr. Zhuo Mo is famous, he decided to run away first.

If Young Master Zhuo Mo is really as rumored, they will not be blamed. If Young Master Zhuo Mo's character is not in line with the rumors, there is nothing wrong with them running away first.

"I agree." Shi Lei nodded in agreement.

"But I still have something to do, you go first."

Then he rushed out with a single step, using the Fire and Thunder Sword. The thunder was so fast, and with the blessing of the fire attribute, the speed was even faster than anyone could react.

When Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng heard Shi Lei's approval, they were about to find a chance to escape. Then they saw Shi Lei emitting fiery red lightning and rushing past Mr. Zhuo Mo. The two of them were momentarily stunned.

Depend on!

Everyone agrees, are you still going?

……

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but in the face of Shi Lei's rapid attack, the butcher Yan Qiansui reacted quickly. He gently twirled the machete in his hand and pushed away Shi Lei's long sword.

"Water and Thunder Sword." Shi Lei snorted coldly.

The force of the long sword in his hand suddenly changed, and the sword that was originally extremely fast and fierce became as continuous as the waves. The butcher's knife that was close to Yan Qiansui suddenly made Yan Qiansui fall into his rhythm.

"Humph."

Yan Qiansui snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly and became sharp. The knife in his hand burst out with a strange phenomenon and turned blood red. A sea of ​​blood seemed to appear on the knife and rushed towards Shi Lei. Shi Lei's sword collapsed and the sea of ​​thunder fell. Swept by a sea of ​​blood.

"Earth Thunder Sword." Shi Lei's expression condensed, and he changed the sword's momentum. The thunder sea that was retreating rapidly suddenly became as solid as a rock, as if a wall was blocking him.

"Ha! A little trick." Yan Qiansui sneered, and the sea of ​​blood on the knife became even larger.

"Bang." Shi Lei was knocked back, his legs plowed two deep ravines on the ground, and the long diamond sword in his hand had long been broken.

Yan Qiansui looked at Shi Lei with fierce eyes and said coldly: "Yes, you are very talented in being able to incorporate other characteristics into the thunder attribute sword. In time, the unknown young master may fall on your head."

"It's a pity that you met me tonight. It's your misfortune. Your short life will end tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chitose picked up the machete, and a sea of ​​blood appeared on the knife again.

Suddenly a figure appeared in front of Yan Qiansui. Lei Mengsha stretched out a finger and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten my existence? With me here, you can't even think of hurting this young man. Now in your heart You must be thinking why you are so unlucky that you want to kill someone, but you meet the rumored number one young genius in Leimen, the most troublesome Young Master Zhuomo among the Eight Young Masters of Beili. I am afraid I forgot to read the almanac when I went out today. Last year I forgot to tell my grandpa when I went to the grave. However, things in the world are so unpredictable. When you meet me, it is yours..."

"Shut up." Yan Qiansui had already slowed down his sword and was thinking about using that move to attack Lei Mengsha. He didn't expect that Lei Mengsha would be so irritating, leaving him no time to think about it.

Yan Qiansui took a step forward and attacked Lei Meng.

With just this step, Sikong Changfeng and Baili Dongjun took a few steps back.

A strong gust of wind blew up the robe under Lei Mengsha's body. Lei Mengsha's expression did not change, he spat out a mouthful of turbidity, and then suddenly stepped forward.

Yan Qiansui immediately swung his blade.

Lei Mengsha didn't bring any weapons. He didn't need to bring weapons because he came from the Lei family of Perak Hall, which hangs swords to seal knives. The strongest thing in the Lei family is not the sword, but the pair of hands. He stretched out a finger and tapped the words gently. On Chitose's machete.

An understatement, like a dragonfly touching water.

Then Yan Qiansui's sword could no longer move forward.

"I blocked this machete with just one finger. The Lei family of Perak Hall is indeed well-deserved, and the Young Master list is indeed well-deserved." Sikong Changfeng praised.

Lei Mengsha grinned, looking relaxed.

However, cold sweat slowly broke out on Yan Qiansui's forehead. He was not relaxed at all. He tried hard to take back his machete, but the machete seemed to be stuck to Lei Mengsha's hand. He couldn't pull it no matter how hard he tried. When he didn't come back, he said solemnly: "Thunder Gate, Shocking Finger!"

Lei Mengsha suddenly retracted his finger, and Yan Qiansui couldn't hold back his strength in time, so he staggered back with the sword in hand.

"Thundermon's amazing finger has three chants on one finger. The first chant is called "Never leave."

"The second song is called No Return." Lei Mengsha put his index and middle fingers together, and then extended his right finger to Yan Qiansui.

Even though he was defeated in the first battle, Yan Qiansui was still a famous master in the world. He immediately calmed down and waved his machete, and a sea of ​​blood appeared. The machete danced into a sword flower. The sword flower bloomed and one flower turned into ten. Flowers, ten flowers turn into hundreds of flowers, flowers bloom in the sea of ​​blood, flowers bloom again, flowers bloom into hundreds.

Sikong Changfeng was almost dazzled by what he saw. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. He was secretly frightened. If Yan Qiansui had used such a technique on him just now, he might have died long ago. He smiled bitterly and said: " I take back what I said before, even if I use a special trick, the butcher will not die, but I will definitely die."

"Bailidong Jun...why aren't you surprised at all?"

He turned around and suddenly found that Baili Dongjun looked calm, but this afternoon Dongjun was amazed when he saw the other party picking out a bone.

Baili Dongjun looked innocent and said calmly: "Is such martial arts unusual? I thought he was just a butcher in the afternoon, so I was surprised, but now I know he is a martial artist. Is it not surprising for a martial artist to have such an ability?"

Sikong Changfeng frowned slightly and asked, "Are you really a master?"

Facing the thousand-year-old blood sea with hundreds of flowers blooming, Lei Mengsha was extremely calm and raised his second finger.

The flower came out, and the blade of the machete instantly shattered. Yan Qiansui did not stop. He shouted loudly, raised the machete with the broken blade, and slashed down. This was a posture that would destroy both jade and stone.

"The third song, the song will shock the gods." A sneer appeared at the corner of Lei Mengsha's mouth, and he stretched out his third finger calmly.

The Thundermon Frightening Finger strikes very quickly, always tearing apart the long wind, and the sound it makes is like a ghost crying at night, so it is called the Frightening Finger.

This third finger is the killing finger. If Lei Meng kills the third finger successfully, Yan Qiansui will definitely die.

The two attendants sensed that Butcher Yan Qiansui was about to be defeated, so they secretly exited the door and released a command arrow into the night sky.

Suddenly Lei Mengsha's smile faded, he looked stern, retracted the third finger he was about to send out, took a step back suddenly, and waved his long sleeves.

Take, take, take…

A row of silver needles clinked neatly on the floor.

Seeing this scene, Baili Dongjun looked at Sikong Changfeng speechlessly: "I just want to ask a question now, do you all fight like this in the martial arts world? Explain your own moves while fighting?"

Shi Lei just gave it up and just said the name of the move before attacking, but Lei Mengsha was so outrageous that he had to explain it before taking action.

Sikong Changfeng ignored Baili Dongjun's words and just looked at Lei Mengsha's finger in amazement.

Shi Lei also looked at Lei Mengsha's fingers intently, as if his fingers were some kind of genius.

He just saw a hint of skill, but it was not clear. He hoped that Lei Mengsha would come more often.

Lei Mengsha raised his head and said quietly: "I almost forgot about you, Granny Zhen."

The gray-haired old lady had been waiting and watching, waiting for Yan Chitose to be in crisis before taking action. She also held a pair of embroidered shoes in her hand, and she was sewing slowly, stitch by stitch, with her head lowered, as if everything that happened in the house was in harmony with hers. She has nothing to do with it.

After hearing Lei Mengsha's words, she still raised her head, with kind eyes, like an amiable old lady, and said with a kind smile: "So it's you, that brat."

Yan Qiansui put away the knife with a broken blade, stepped aside respectfully, and said with shame: "Mother-in-law, I just asked you to sit in charge, I didn't expect to trouble you to take action."

Baili Dongjun touched Sikong Changfeng with his elbow and asked: "It was the King of Hell before, who is this now? Po Meng?"

"Mother Meng, uncle, didn't you hear Lei Mengsha call her Granny Zhen?" Sikong Changfeng replied angrily.

Baili Dongjun asked curiously: "Is Granny Zhen her name?"

"A needle picks up a lamplight, and nothing can happen. If you don't live in the world, you don't know how powerful Grandma Needle is. Anyway, the two kings of hell combined can't defeat her alone. I was arrogant just now, thinking that one person could block two people, but I didn't expect it. That old woman is Granny Needle.”

At the same time, he was worried, could Mr. Zhuo Mo deal with these two masters at the same time?

And there were two people at the back door!

Of these two, one is the King of Hell and the other is Granny Zhen, one is more powerful than the other. The two at the back door are at least on the same level as the King of Hell, not to mention Granny Zhen. A big danger appears in his mind.

"We should find a way to escape." Shi Lei, who was silent on the side, suddenly said.

(End of this chapter)