I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1129 Excellent Executioner
The two magic knives in the hands of Ma Liuye, one long and one short, have names. The elder is called "Chi Qing" when it is too long, and the short one is called "Cun Qing", which has been passed down from the Northern Song Dynasty to today.It's really sharp like water, the cold air is pressing, and it really has the edge of blowing hair and breaking hair.Under these two sharp knives, big and small, there are so many heroes who have been cut and cut, it is really hard to count.No matter whether you are a loyal minister who has been wronged or a traitor full of crimes, if you are tied to the execution ground and see these two sharp knives, you will feel trembling in your heart and lose your soul.

Ma Liuye was holding these two sharp knives, and he was muttering about what he was talking about. The people in the audience were far away and couldn't hear it, but Wu Feng could hear it clearly. In the cave on Broken Soul Cliff, he got the true biography of the patriarch of Maoshan, learned the kung fu of listening to ants in a hundred steps, and now he is not far from the sixth master of the horse. He could hear it clearly, as if it was whispering in his ear.
Zhou Ming on the side was looking at the clouds and mountains, and couldn't hear it even if he pricked up his ears, so he asked Wu Feng, "Little brother, what is Ma Liuye talking about? This is the first time I have encountered such a thing, and I am curious." Very nah."

Wu Feng took a deep breath, and he got tired of listening to Ma Liuye's chanting, so he simply stopped listening, but turned his head and whispered to Zhou Ming: "Elder brother, do you want to know what he is chanting?" something?"

Zhou Ming was thirsty for knowledge, nodded heavily, and looked at Wu Feng sincerely.

Wu Feng chuckled and said, "When we were young, did we ever see a pig butcher? The pig butcher would talk about it before killing a pig. He just said that killing has nothing to do with it. It's all about others. It's my fault, I was just doing the knife for others, and I said some things about myself, the old and the young, and the whole family counted on his handicraft to live, if they died and held resentment, they wouldn't seek revenge on me... It's too wordy, mother-in-law..."

Zhou Ming nodded, and suddenly realized that a man like Ma Liuye, who had killed so many people, would be so afraid of gods and ghosts.

As Ma Liuye chanted the mantra, he cut off the blood mark with a knife. Jin Ba was born tall and tall, and he has been pampered and pampered for many years. , Kung Fu is getting more and more unfamiliar, and his body is more or less fat. When Ma Liuye cut the knife at first, Jin Batian just blushed, and this face turned from red to white, then from white to red, and finally turned red again. Suffocated into a crimson purple, bean-sized beads of sweat fell like rain, he gritted his teeth and endured the torture. After all, he is the master of Heifengzhai, the leader of the bandit who dominates one side, and he must pretend to be a hero no matter what. look.

However, after a while, Jin Batian finally couldn't bear it anymore, and began to howl miserably, the voice was so shrill that people couldn't help trembling and terrified after hearing it.Ma Liuye ignored Jin Batian's screams, his expression was calm, like a carpenter, he kept planing wood with the plane in his hand, in his eyes, Jin Batian was just a wooden stake at this time, let him Mercy, as an excellent executioner, standing in front of the execution platform, there should be no living people in his eyes; in his eyes, there are only strips of muscle, organs and bones.

(End of this chapter)