Kikyo and I are of one mind

The shell was fired suddenly, and after the gunpowder smoke, the explosion also occurred. However, after the smoke and dust from the high-explosive bomb cleared away, Feng Xue still maintained that calm posture, and even the clothes on her body were not even a little dusty.

"Ghost!"

Seeing that even the King of Land War Tanks couldn't do anything about this man, Ri Jun's morale began to collapse rapidly, but the moment they turned around and ran away was often the moment when their heads fell to the ground.

Hanguang's killing is indiscriminate, and anyone who passes through it will understand the novel experience of "being cut into pieces without even feeling the pain".

Feng Xue stepped on the broken corpses all the way, like a god of death walking on the river Styx, and kept advancing towards the headquarters.

ps: In order to avoid being sensitive, I will not write the serial number or anything, and this episode will end as soon as possible, so that the protagonist will return to Shanghai Bund to become the king of killers...

Chapter 289 I'm Trapped to Death

"In ancient times, there was Nie Zheng's ten-mile long street, and the white rainbow pierced through the sun to assassinate the Korean puppet. Today, there is Feng Yaoquan City's battalion, who single-handedly kills the Japanese invaders with a single sword!"

"The last book said that Feng Yao single-handedly entered the Japanese camp in Quancheng as if he had entered no one's land! The strength of a division was killed by him alone. What tanks and cannons, even the hem of his clothes I can’t even touch it, not only the leader of the Japanese Ninja Army, but even the commander-in-chief of the Quancheng Camp was beheaded by his sword! Why did the Japanese withdraw from Shandong? Isn’t it scary to be killed by others! Boss Cao? Boss Cao is of course a knowledgeable Make good use of it! But without Feng Yao's random killings, I'm afraid it would take some time!"

Amidst the accounts all over the street and the exaggerated descriptions of storytellers in the streets and alleys, Feng Xue returned to the French Concession in Shanghai.

But this time, he didn't pay for the storyteller.

As the saying goes, you will never know why this group of storytellers are so well-informed. In short, how long it took Feng Xue to fly all the way back from Quancheng, and when he landed, he had already heard his jokes in the small teahouse.

Not only did he break down the story of the assassination of Shijo Gongsuke into more than a dozen paragraphs, but he even turned out those paragraphs that he had hired before, with various embellishments, and the force value increased even more. Feng Xue felt a little blushed when she heard this——

Are you martial arts?I heard why the Dao is almost obliterated?

But it's not that Feng Xue can't understand this situation. To put it bluntly, this is Boss Cao's return, and it can be regarded as an extra reward.

After all, his list is too big this time, and those ninja leaders, officers and lieutenants are nothing more than that. The ground of the Quancheng camp is covered with flesh and blood. Even Boss Cao would have to feel sorry for the devil's one piece of gold.

However, Feng Xue asked for the secret book of internal strength before leaving, which made Boss Cao a lot more comfortable. However, it seems that he thinks that he is really good at his job, and his skills are really powerful. Maybe he will be able to use it in the future, so I gave him some extra fame. .

After all, Feng Yao hired storytellers to make himself famous before Feng Yao made his fortune. The people above can basically find out. If you like fame, then give it enough!

"Brother Feng! Boss Feng! Uncle Feng! You're back! I don't even dare to move these babies in my arms!"

When Feng Xue returned to her door, she saw Fatty Zhang running over with white smoke on his forehead. Being able to emit smoke from the top of his head in this winter, it seemed that his nervousness was genuine.

"Okay, come in and talk." Feng Xue waved her hand, pushed open the door and walked into the yard. Fatty Zhang followed immediately, with a flattering look on her face almost overflowing.

But it's no wonder that ordinary people think those storytellers are telling lies, but he knows the inside story!

The master in front of me is even more exaggerated than what the storyteller said!

It is said that none of the people who went to Quancheng Daying to clean up the battlefield could stand upright, and newspaper reporters dared not take pictures of the pieces of meat all over the ground!

"Okay, let's get down to business." Feng Xue looked at Fatty Zhang's expression, and waved her hands a little unappetizingly. He took out two small keys, carefully opened the lock on the box, and displayed the contents inside.

"You probably don't like those second- and third-rate stuff. These three books are the top stuff that Boss Cao can get. Although they are much worse than your contribution, as long as you need them, you can buy them. explain!"

Fatty Zhang rubbed his hands, keeping his posture extremely low, but Feng Xue ignored his politeness, and turned his attention to the three booklets in the box, and immediately, his expression was slightly weird.

""Wuxiang Shengong", "Yi Jin Jing", "Song of Righteousness"... Boss Cao can't beat me." Feng Xue looked at the three books in front of her, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and so did Fatty Zhang. A master who can observe words and expressions immediately said:

"After all, Boss Cao doesn't know what kind of kung fu you originally practiced. If you just give one copy, I'm afraid you may have difficulty switching to it. These three books are the top-ranking kung fu methods of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism on the market. As for the Sutra of Washing Marrow, Nine Yang Magic, and Nine Yin Manual, they are all legendary kung fu, and I haven't heard of them for hundreds of years."

"Boss Cao has a heart." Feng Xue nodded and thanked. Fatty Zhang also knew that it was almost done, so he immediately got up, took his leave and left.

Watching Fatty Zhang walk out of the courtyard, Feng Xue locked the door with a single finger, picked up the box and returned to the room.

He wanted martial arts cheats, in addition to strengthening himself, the main reason was to figure out what the world was like, but when he saw the three cheats in front of him, he became even more confused.

Although the "Yi Jin Jing" is very famous, it is also a bad street martial arts. From Hong Kong comics to reality, it basically has this thing, and "Wuxiang Shengong"... a small Wuxianggong He can lock onto Jin Yong's world, but Wuxianggong, although it sounds familiar, he really can't remember it.

It seems to be in Gu Long's novels, but in Gu Long's novels, the focus is not on gravity, unlike Jin Yong's novels where a great achievement of internal strength is invulnerable to all poisons, and a peerless master may be killed by a poisonous needle on the bench. Therefore, the weight of internal strength in Gu Long's novels is really not high, and Feng Xue has no impression.

As far as the content is concerned, these two kung fu books are also very interesting. Wuxiang comes from a Buddhist term, but it is a Taoist kung fu, while Yijin is a Taoist term, but it is a Buddhist secret.

In contrast, Zhengqi Song is much more serious. Although I don’t know what it has to do with Wen Tianxiang’s Zhengqi Song, both the name and the content are serious Confucian terms, and the internal strength also pays attention to a "magnificent righteousness".

Looking at the three books in front of her, Feng Xue was completely unable to find out the relevant world from her memory. After thinking for a while, she stopped thinking about it and began to study it carefully.

He didn't intend to practice immediately, or in other words, he didn't think he could do it quickly at all.

Compared with following the experience of his predecessors, he still prefers to use his own medical experience and metaphysics knowledge to summarize the characteristics of the exercises in this world, and develop his own internal exercises.

Although this may seem like taking off his pants and farting, for Feng Xue, it is a process of understanding the essence of this world. More importantly, even if the internal power developed in this way is mediocre at the beginning, as long as he leaves this world, he can seamlessly connect with his own "Qi" system.

Furthermore, this is also to accumulate some experience. Although this time it was only under extremely unlucky circumstances that he strayed into a world where most supernatural powers are banned, he can't guarantee that he will never encounter it again in the future. same problem.

Now that I have gained a firm foothold, I will quickly study how to develop exercises through metaphysics and physical characteristics. In this way, next time I encounter this situation, I can save a lot of trouble.

ps: After the booster injection, I can fall asleep three times after writing a chapter, but now I finally skipped this paragraph, and I haven’t dug out a lot of details. In short, the reputation is also revealed, and the internal strength of the protagonist is also obtained. Next, focus on the killer King, regardless of state affairs, tomorrow will resume two shifts a day, fuck the outline!I'm an idiot when I write about the Republic of China again!

2 Chapter Ninety

Time flies, and the land of the Central Plains is still full of open and secret struggles. The pain left by World War I has not yet healed, and the Japanese have brought new pain to this land again.

However, under a certain clever policy, Shanghai Bund still appears to be singing and dancing. Compared with the Central Plains, which has already been engulfed in war, the Japanese here are particularly "safe".

However, compared to the Japanese, Feng Xue, who spent more than ten years practicing, finally came up with a set of exercises with the theme of [Qi] theory.

This set of exercises does not directly practice the three top internal exercises, but relies on the "outside to inside" of the Yijinjing to split them up. After dissecting a large number of corpses, each movement After one-to-one correspondence between the principle and the structure of the human body in this world, the basic meridian system is obtained, and then through the method of action in Wuxiang Shengong, the relationship between the action of inner qi and inner qi is deliberated, starting from the most basic small circulatory cycle Let’s start by interpreting the relationship a little bit.

Finally, Feng Xue finally completed her own exercises based on the theory of "Qi" through the theory of Zhengqi song "Cultivating Haoran Zhengqi", combined with the ripple breathing method.

Probably because there is a memory of yin and yang in his soul, or he obtained the yin and yang ripples by practicing Ripple Qigong with the help of Taiyin and Yuehua. In short, after experiencing countless times of insanity (Note: Experimental body), this technique of nourishing yin and yang and evolving all things in the universe has finally been preliminarily finalized. Its name is——

"Liu Liuxu".

Feng Xue didn't know if there was Kunlun Canghai in this world, but he knew very well that his Zhouliu Liuxu was absolutely different from any kind of martial arts in this world.

Although it is still in the initial version, its power is not outstanding, but it has already built a complete core. As long as it continues to fill it with "knowledge", Feng Xue believes that she will soon become a veritable "master".

It was also this set of exercises that made Feng Xue discover a very serious problem, that is, the uncoordinated nature of this world.

As time gets closer to a more sensitive time point, the flow of time in this world becomes more and more obscure. This flow is not based on somatosensory time, but a very abstract feeling.

It's as if it's hard for an ant to feel that the glass tank it's in has been shifted, but it can detect abnormalities through the difference in smell.

At this time, Snow, through Zhou Liuxu's induction of yin and yang and two qi, noticed that the world was becoming more and more uncoordinated.

"It can't be the God of Harmony descending directly, right?" Feng Xue groaned, but her heart was very nervous.

In fact, as early as more than ten years ago, when he just got three cheat books and began to study Zhouliuxu, he had the idea of ​​voting for the Communist Party. But later, with the improvement of Zhouliuxu, he discovered that the disharmony in this land was concentrated in Shanghai Beach.

Whether it is a martial arts master or a change in history, it seems that they will gather here. Although he is not sure whether this change is caused by himself, Feng Xue still does not board that boat out of safety, but stays in Shanghai Beach, waiting for this discord to reach its extreme.

It's just that more than ten years have passed, the Marco Polo Bridge has been fired, and the drastic changes he imagined have not taken place in Shanghai. This makes him wonder whether he is actually the core of the disharmony.

"Dong dong dong..."

When the courtyard door was knocked, Feng Xue immediately frowned. Because of his great reputation, the number of orders for him to do missions has decreased a lot in recent years, but every single one is a big one, but at this point in time...

"You can't tell me to make a magic drama?" Feng Xue fantasized about the scene where she went to the Northeast to tear devils with her hands, and she got a little bit over the top, and said immediately:

"come in."

"Hey, Master Feng, Mr. Ding has a list! Japanese!" Before entering the door, a slightly greasy voice came from the door, and then a young man of ordinary figure walked in. After more than ten years, the old man The previous generation of brokers had earned enough capital and had already washed their hands of gold, but this new generation has not yet fattened up, and all of them seem to be quite energetic.

"Mr. Ding? Ding Li? Didn't he get blown to death yesterday?" Feng Xue curled her lips. When she first heard the name Ding Li, he once thought that he was wearing it in Shanghai Bund. It wasn't a place name, but that classic movie. TV series, but those kung fu masters are really not like the settings that would appear in the TV series, and he can only turn to a story with a background on the beach.

"That's right, it's Mr. Ding. This matter has something to do with the Japanese, that is, you. I'm telling you the truth!" Xiao Zhang said with a smile while maintaining that ancestral fly-rubbing movement. Feng Xue didn't talk nonsense to him, and said directly:

"Who is the target?"

"Yoshiko Kawashima!"

"Who?" Feng Xue frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple. At this point in time, this woman is in Shanghai?

"Mr. Feng, don't get excited. I didn't ask you to kill her. I mainly want you to clean up her subordinates."

"Clear, it's really easy for you to say that." Feng Xue rolled her eyes, and Xiao Zhang immediately said with a smile:

"It's really easy for you. You dared to break into the Quancheng camp back then, but this time it's just a child's play! No. 76 Xiafei Road, you can help kill all the Japanese who can breathe, of course , there are still a few of our own people locked up in the prison, don't..."

"Save people, save people. Why are you talking so much? It's fine, I'll take over the job. Just kill people. As for who you want to save, you can find it yourself when the time comes." Feng Xue didn't ask the price, but Xiao Zhang struggled. He lifted the small suitcase he brought to the table, which contained more than [-] gold bars and bundles of dollars as expected.

"You know my rules." Feng Xue glanced at it, roughly estimated the amount, frowned slightly, but Xiao Zhang said:

"That's one-tenth. After all, it's a bit of a bad rule this time. The main reason is that no one wants to mess with me now. Even if it's you, Mr. Ding can't let you take risks for nothing, right?"

"Okay, is there a deadline?" Feng Xue snapped the box shut, stood up and began to stretch her muscles.

Although there was no reason, he instinctively felt that this mission might be the key to "disharmony".

"Tonight, just before tonight." Xiao Zhang tried his best to make himself pitiful, so as not to cause dissatisfaction with the boss, Feng Xue glanced at the watch on the wall, grinning:

"Okay, I'm still in a hurry, let's forget it this time, next time I will place an order three days in advance, you know!"

"This time I did it unethically. Afterwards, we will give you all the money to make amends!" Xiao Zhang looked cheerful, Feng Xue didn't say anything to him, stood up and walked towards the door——

"Remember to close the door for me!"

ps: I wanted to sleep for a while in the afternoon, but I didn't wake up until twelve o'clock, sorry.

Chapter 191 Back to the Future?

"What's going on here?" Casually throwing the head aside, Feng Xue felt the depressing dissonance in the air, and her expression became very strange.

It was obviously an ordinary Japanese military garrison, and the master was just the Zigorokuro whose head was screwed off by himself just now, but the strange atmosphere in this building became more and more intense, which was completely incomprehensible.

"Forget it, keep working." Following Ripple's perception, he completed the killing task like a roll call. This kind of boring work made him want to yawn.

If it is not necessary to confirm the nationality and identity, he has a desire to cut the building directly.

But soon, the boredom was gone, because he saw the cell——

To be exact, when I saw a person in the cell.

"Gambling—Holy?"

"Yes, I just gamble ————————— Saint!"

That's enough, Feng Xue finally knows where the hell he's come from with the dubbing of the grouper fish.

but……

"In a world full of supernatural powers, it doesn't make sense for him to ban other superpowers, right?" Feng Xue rolled her eyes, although the supernatural powers in Gambling Saints are the qigong craze of that era, and they are classified in "Science", but Feng Xue's brain circuits still can't keep up with things like being banned in the funny world.

"Brother, who are you? How do you know me? Are you sent by Fifth Brother to save us?" Just as Feng Xue was thinking, Zhou Xingzu, the sage of gambling, shouted loudly. The somewhat sissy girl suddenly covered Zhou Xingzu's mouth, nodded and bowed and said:

"It's Mr. Feng! Hello, Mr. Feng! Are you here on a mission? Please go ahead!"

"Who is this!" Zhou Xingzu pulled away his grandfather's hand, and stared at the sissy gold medal killer with a dazed expression. The sissy Uncle Da immediately said:

"Hey boy, you don't even know this one~ This is the number one killer on the killer list. The legendary king of killers, Mr. Feng Yao, even the Huoyun evil god in the mental hospital is just ordinary compared to him!"

"Feng Yao? Is that Feng Yao who killed the entire Quancheng by himself?"

"That's right, it's that Feng Yao!"

"Ah, it turned out to be a big brother. Disrespect and disrespect, who are you going to kill? I know this place well! Would you like me to guide you first?"

……

Looking at the two brush treasures in front of her, Feng Xue suddenly felt that she didn't know what to say. She sighed slightly, and with a flick of her finger, the prison door immediately shattered to the ground. He chewed the four words "Huoyun Cthulhu" in Zhou Dafu's mouth, but still waved his hands and said:

"Okay, come out, Mr. Ding is waiting for you."

"Thank you, boss!" Zhou Xingzu immediately pulled Lumeng up and ran outside when he heard this, but Feng Xue grabbed him, because at this moment, the disharmony in the building where he was sitting had accumulated to a terrifying level.

"Boss, you didn't come to kill me, did you? I have seniors and juniors, so just let me go!" Zhou Xingzu was grabbed by Feng Xue, and he knelt down on the ground without saying a word. The change in his expression was more dramatic than a professional grave cryer.

Feng Xue was completely helpless with this guy, she didn't know how many times she sighed today:

"Be quiet, there is a situation!"

"Is there a problem?" Zhou Xingzu heard the words, and hid behind Feng Xue at a speed that Feng Xue almost didn't realize, and then poked his head out like a turtle to look around. Regarding this weird speed, Feng Xue could only comfort himself with funny words, not serious.

But soon, the dissonance was broken.

An incomprehensible ripple swayed above the head, and a group of guys with guns and live ammunition suddenly appeared. Feng Xue saw their movements of raising their guns, and subconsciously affected Hanguang, covering everyone in it, and the red dots all pointed to Feng Xue.

"Fifth brother! My own! My own!" Zhou Xingzu recognized the leading man at a glance, and waved his arms vigorously, but Long Wu didn't intend to put down the gun, but looked at Feng Xue and said:

"Who is he."

"Feng Yao, that's the one that often appears in TV dramas! The king of killers!"

"King of Killers?"