Self-cultivation in the world of monster hunting

Chapter 32

Lu Xiang was a little apprehensive, but continued: "Sir, I think we can talk, in other words, we can gamble."

The masked man couldn't understand Lu Xiang's stupidity, he sneered and played with the scimitar in his hand, and said slowly: "I'm afraid you have some brain problems, kid."

Ming Zizhen suddenly reached out and grabbed Lu Xiang's arm and pulled him behind him, and said slowly and vigilantly: "Why do you make things difficult for a child, sir? Since you don't want to let it go, let's fight in a dignified way!"

"Funny." The masked man shook his head and said, "Why should I fight you? You can't beat me at all."

Ming Zizhen's face was ashen, but he knew that the masked man wasn't talking wild words.Even though he is already one of the best masters, and can be ranked in the top [-] on the list of celestial masters, he is no match for the masked man at all.

The masked man sneered, and then said: "Mr. Wenren is in debt, and the sword is not yet available. I can be generous and not embarrass him, but should he pay back with something I like?" ? There are so many treasures in Wenren's family, I always have my eyes on them. I advise you to hurry up, or you will pay back with Mr. Wenren's own life."

When he was talking, everyone's attention was on him, and no one saw that Wenren Feihong had stood up unsteadily, his face was still full of tears, and his eyes were full of hatred.He tremblingly pulled out the willow-leaf whip from his waist, but he didn't intend to use it to repay the debt, and this willow-leaf whip could not pay off the debt of that sword.

This willow-leaf whip once made Wenren Feihong famous all over the world.The silver long whip is smooth and graceful, and it will flash a light blue fire when it is swung out. It is both strong and flexible, and it is a weapon that only a true gentleman can use.

But the Willow Leaf Whip was not made by Wenren Feihong himself at all, he is not worthy of using it, and in fact he has never really used it.He was an incompetent and cowardly man who never really lifted the whip.

This powerful and beautiful willow whip only exists as a symbol of his status and a beautiful decoration.

For the first time, he raised the willow-leaf whip seriously, pouring spiritual power into it, and then a flash of blue fire flashed, heading straight for the masked man's heart!

This sudden whip broke the confrontation. Lu Xiang was ready to negotiate with the masked man, but Wenren Feihong's sneak attack disrupted the plan.

The masked man flashed his eyes, and bent over to avoid the whip, the tail of the whip just swept across his chin, he grunted, and when he stood up again, he found that the clothes on his heart had been torn apart by the whip, and a scar appeared on his heart. Finger-length burns.

"You're looking for death!" The masked man cursed angrily, and immediately drew out his scimitar to meet him. At the same time, Wenren Feihong immediately swung his whip again. "Take care of my aunt", and then rushed forward to attack with a sword in hand.

The masked man was able to deal with the two at the same time with ease, and said with a slight sarcasm: "Is your big family so despicable? It's okay to sneak attack, what's the point of bullying more than less?"

Wenren Feihong and Mingzi were really unable to speak under his intensive attack. Seeing this situation, Bo Yangyan's face turned pale, and he shook Lu Xiang's arm and said, "Mr. Lu, don't you have a plan!"

Lu Xiang cried and said with a mournful face: "Who knew that Wenren Feihong rushed up, and I couldn't beat him!"

These two are weak chickens, even though they are jumping in a hurry, they can't help them, and they can't even see their moves clearly, only looking at the masked man who is still calm and composed.He looked contemptuously at Wenren Feihong waving his long whip with all his strength, and suddenly laughed viciously. He easily dodged Wenren Feihong's attack, turned his gaze to Wen Renyi who had been silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Ayi, you are addicted to acting, right? Why don't you come to help me?"

Having said this, everyone's attention shifted to Wen Renyi again.

Lu Xiang had a bad heart, Wenren Feihong was already on the verge of collapse, and now that he knew that Wen Renyi, who had been with him for more than ten years, was actually an underground gambling dealer, he would definitely be mad.

Sure enough, when Wenren Feihong heard this, he turned his head to look at Wen Renyi. The other person's face was full of pain, and his hands were clenched into fists and trembling.

"Ah Yi!" Wenren Feihong yelled tremblingly, his eyes darkened by three points, he shouted loudly, furious with raging hatred, and accelerated his attack on the masked man.

The masked man laughed again, as if seeing a very interesting scene, he blocked Wenren Feihong's long whip with a scimitar, and said with a smile, "Ayi...hahahaha, Mr. Wenren, by this time Do you still trust him? Do you still have brains? Think about it for yourself, how did you get involved in gambling? Who led you to the casino step by step? And who made the plan for you to steal the sword? You, it’s fine if your skills are so poor, but your mind is still so stupid.”

Wenren Feihong was furious, he waved his long whip and shouted: "Shut up!"

The masked man didn't shut up, he just continued to laugh.

"Master, don't be impulsive!" Wen Renyi yelled, and suddenly joined the melee, but his position was quite strange, he didn't want to hurt Wenren Feihong, nor the masked man, so instead he was restrained everywhere and suffered in vain Several whips.

"Dog! I gave you face, right?" The masked man cursed at Wen Renyi angrily, then threw the scimitar out, and it circled and went straight to Wenren Feihong. The long whip was used as a block, but the scimitar broke through the long whip without any loss of force!

Both Wen Renyi and Ming Zizhen's expressions changed drastically, and at the same time they swung their swords to protect Wen Ren Feihong. The three weapons collided together and made a piercing roar, and the spiritual powers of the three also collided together and then dispersed suddenly. They were shaken away in an instant, and both of them fell to the ground. Wen Renyi was speechless for a while, and Ming Zizhen passed out directly.

Wenren Feihong was not injured, but at the moment he was not in the mood to care about others, he pulled out a bunch of flowers with a long whip, and rushed towards the masked man in a desperate posture!

This was the first time in his life that he waved the willow whip seriously.

But he knew his end.

The masked man just shook his head lightly, the scimitar swung and wrapped around the long whip, and then pulled Wenren Feihong down to his side, then he suddenly grabbed the handle of the long whip, and the long whip wrapped around him in an instant. It caught Wenren Feihong's neck.

Already numb from the pain, Wenren Feihong showed no expression. He calmly let the masked man strangle him around his neck without saying a word.

The masked man lightly hooked his fingers, and a written document flew up, appearing in front of Wenren Feihong.

The masked man smiled cruelly: "You should pay the price for your sneak attack. Now you should watch carefully. You heard how people lost their children and grandchildren because of you."

As soon as these words were finished, the written documents suddenly ignited and turned into ashes in an instant.

Wenren Feihong still didn't have any expression on his face, as if his heart had completely died.

Another piece of written evidence also flew in front of Wenren Feihong, the masked man turned his head and said darkly: "Mr. Wenren, all you have left now is your own life. You still have a chance to change it back. Take it out." If you have something sincere, we can all explain it to you.”

Wenren Feihong glanced at the evidence blankly, still stunned.

The masked man was very irritable, and the scimitar had already pierced the skin of Wenren Feihong's neck. At this moment, Wen Renyi, who had already vomited blood, struggled to get up again, and said eagerly: "You said you would not hurt the young master!" !"

The masked man sternly said: "Whose do you belong to, you bastard? You really thought your surname was Wenren, didn't you? Wenren Feihong wanted to kill himself, can I stop him?"

Wen Renyi didn't reply anymore, and raised his sword to meet him again.The masked man didn't turn his head back, and controlled the scimitar with one hand to fight Wen Renyi again.

Seeing this, both Lu Xiang and Bo Yangyan were shocked. Bo Yangyan randomly took out something from the Qiankun bag and wanted to help, but Lu Xiang held his hand, said "I'll do it", and then stiffened. The scalp rushed up.

At this time, the masked man and Ming Zizhen just fought for a round, and Lu Xiang suddenly pointed out the window and exaggeratedly shouted: "Sijun!"

The masked man hurriedly turned his head, and at that moment Lu Xiang found time to rush to Ming Zizhen's side, but the masked man saw a thick fog when he turned his head, and immediately realized that he had been fooled, and immediately turned his head to attack.

The scimitar dropped from his hand and flew towards Wen Renyi in a spin. The injured Wen Renyi saw his attack but couldn't react, there was no way to dodge it!

Just before the blade of the scimitar cut Wen Renyi's neck, Lu Xiang opened his Qiankun bag and shouted: "Xiaohua help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flower root deftly stretched out from the Qiankun bag, wrapped around Wen Renyi's body for an instant and dragged, and the next moment the scimitar came, but Wen Renyi disappeared completely!

When Lu Xiang fell to the ground and rolled, the scimitar flew into the air, and quickly flew back into the masked man's hand.

The expression of the masked man became vigilant again in an instant, he looked around, where was Wen Renyi?I only saw Lu Xiang's universe bag shaking slightly.

Lu Xiangda panted, and said, "Sir, after all, the debts of the gambling house and Wenren's family have been settled, so if you continue to entangle, will it make you less trustworthy?"

The masked man snapped: "Who the hell are you? What do you want to do?"

In front of the masked man, Lu Xiang shook out Wen Renyi again, and said in a deep voice under the astonished eyes of the masked man: "I just wanted to say that I want to gamble with Mr. Don't you want to Do you want something good to return to for business? What do you think of my Cosmos Bag?"

The masked man finally put down his attacking stance for the time being. He looked Lu Xiang up and down with great interest, and said, "How do you want to bet?"

"I bet I can get three swords from sir." Lu Xiang stared straight at the masked man's exposed eyes, and continued, "If I'm still alive after three swords, sir will return this letter to Wenren Feihong, and I can't hurt anyone in this room anymore. If I die, this universe bag will belong to Mr. "

Everyone looked at Lu Xiang in shock.

"Young Master Lu!" Bo Yangyan yelled anxiously, Lu Xiang waved his hands lightly, without turning his head, he continued to look at the masked man, and asked, "What do you think, sir?"

"Hahaha!" The masked man raised his head and laughed for a while, then threw Wenren Feihong away, approached Lu Xiang and said loudly, "Didn't you say that you don't stand on either side? Why are you rushing to seek death? Since you want to die with all your heart, I can fulfill you and give me a precious spiritual weapon for nothing."

Lu Xiang didn't change his face, and said: "We signed a life-and-death contract. If the husband doesn't keep his promise, he will die suddenly on the spot."

With a wave of the mask, the pen and paper appeared in front of Lu Xiang's eyes, and black words appeared on the paper, and the life and death contract was established in a moment.

Without hesitation, Lu Xiang bit his finger and pressed his fingerprints, and the masked man took the life and death contract and pressed his bloody fingerprints.

Lu Xiang didn't say much, and stood firmly.

On the surface, Lu Xiang looked calm and calm, but in fact Lu Xiang was in a panic.

Of course death will not kill you, but it will really hurt!

Lu Xiang breathed slowly, staring at the scimitar in the masked man's hand.

The masked man sneered, raised the knife and came towards Lu Xiang. The moment the knife was about to be sent out, Lu Xiang suddenly widened his eyes, stared out the window and shouted: "Sijun!"

With a flick of the masked man's wrist, the knife immediately deviated from the direction. Lu Xiang took the opportunity to dodge the blade, and the masked man ran away, but he didn't care about other things. He looked back in a panic, still only Saw a thick fog.

"Damn! You're teasing me again!" The masked man turned his head angrily, and saw that Lu Xiang had already hid a long way away, shrinking his neck cowardly and staring at his big innocent eyes.

Lu Xiang exhaled, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, the first knife has already been stabbed, and you didn't get stabbed yourself."

"Okay, get back!" The masked man shouted angrily, "My second stab will kill you!"

Lu Xiang patted his chest and rolled back, still a little secretly happy in his heart, the pain would be saved for a while if he avoided the knife, even if he couldn't lie to him again, it would be considered a profit.

The two stood face to face again, the masked man stared at Lu Xiang, gritted his teeth and sent out the second knife, going straight to Lu Xiang's neck.

Lu Xiang's throat hadn't been cut yet, so he closed his eyes tightly and waited, even stopped breathing. He already felt the strong spiritual power and the sharpness of the blade.

it must hurt...

When the scimitar touched Lu Xiang's seemingly soft skin, it seemed to have pierced a piece of iron plate without any flaws, and it slashed across. Lu Xiang didn't even break the skin at all, and the knife returned to the masked man's hand inside.

The masked man was stunned suddenly, and at the same time, Lu Xiang was also stunned.

No pain at all!

Lu Xiang only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and his neck was a little itchy. When he opened his eyes again, he met the surprised eyes of the masked man.

The masked man couldn't understand what happened just now, he stepped back again and again, looking at Lu Xiang in disbelief.

How can this be?He was quite sure that Lu Xiang's spiritual power was as weak as if he had never practiced it.

Lu Xiang touched his neck to make sure that the knife just didn't even touch him.Lu Xiang himself does not have this ability...

No, someone is helping him!

Lu Xiang's heart beat wildly, and he immediately forgot about the masked man. He quickly ran to the door and opened the door, trying to find the black figure from the thick fog.

Although he didn't see anything, Lu Xiang can be sure that he is here, he is here!

"Sijun!" Lu Xiang happily shouted into the thick fog.

It is rare for a masked person to fail and be so embarrassed. He heard the child teasing him and said this name again, he was almost going to explode, and he scolded sharply: "You little bastard, you think I will have a third Did you fall for it!"

After saying that, the masked man raised the scimitar without hesitation, poured all his spiritual power into it, and rushed towards Lu Xiang with all his strength!

Lu Xiang turned a deaf ear to his yelling, and didn't even turn his head, with a slight smile on his lips.

The scimitar struck Lu Xiang's back at an invisible speed. It seemed that it could poke a bloody hole in Lu Xiang's back in the next moment, but no one thought that the scimitar touched Lu Xiang's back. The moment it slipped again!The force sent by the masked man couldn't be recovered, so he rushed forward, and then he felt as if there was a heavy weight on his head, and after he fell hard, he realized that it was a black boot that stepped on him. overhead.

Then he struggled hard, but he couldn't get up no matter what.

The dense fog dispersed in an instant, and Lu Xiang turned around when he heard the movement, and suddenly found that Sijun had stood behind him at some point, stepping on the masked man's head indifferently, and looking at him silently.

Lu Xiang couldn't explain his joyful mood at this time, and immediately jumped to Sijun's side, grabbed his arm, and said with a smile, "I knew it was you!"

Sijun pulled out his arm, and poked Lu Xiang's forehead with a finger to push him away, saying, "You're showing off again."

"No..." Lu Xiang said embarrassingly, "I have no other choice, but it will be fine if you come."

Sijun raised his eyebrows a little and said, "You don't need to ignore it, it has nothing to do with you."

Feeling that Sijun was scolding him, Lu Xiang felt a little guilty for no reason, and whispered, "I won't care about it next time."

Speaking of this, Lu Xiang was a little angry again, and went to La Sijun's arm shaking again, and said as a complaint: "Wenren Feihong just wanted to kill me with a hidden weapon!"

Sijun turned his head and glanced at the dull Wenren Feihong, then turned his head back and asked Lu Xiang seriously: "Will you kill him?"

Lu Xiang: ...

Wenren Feihong: ...

"That's not necessary!" Lu Xiang said quickly, "I'm fine, and Mr. Ming also helped just now, he blocked the hidden weapon, I was not hurt, and it didn't hurt at all."

Sijun didn't say anything, just looked at him indifferently.Obviously his expression didn't change much, but Lu Xiang still felt that Sijun seemed a little upset.

Just as Lu Xiang was about to ask, Sijun pulled his arm out of Lu Xiang's hand, and turned his head as if he didn't want to talk to Lu Xiang.

Hey, did I say something wrong?Lu Xiang was puzzled and thought, people who don't like to talk are really hard to serve!

While the two were silent, the masked man whose head had been stepped on finally regained some strength, opened his mouth and cursed angrily: "You bloody Longyang! Let me go! Let's fight again!"

It was only then that Lu Xiang realized that he couldn't help stepping on the masked man's head at some point, and he and Sijun had been talking on the masked man's head just now...

"That... big brother... I'm sorry..." Lu Xiang hurriedly withdrew his feet and pulled Sijun away at the same time. The masked man jumped up angrily, and there was a clear shoe print on his neck.

Lu Xiang said apologetically: "Sir, you lost, please hand over both papers."

"I don't believe it! Let's fight again!" The masked man yelled and rushed towards them. Lu Xiang hurriedly hid behind Sijun. At the same time, Sijun raised his hand and waved it lightly. When he met the masked man, he fell like a dog gnawing shit again, as if his head was slammed.

Although it looked like he just fell, the masked man spat out a mouthful of blood.He has never experienced such a failure and embarrassment in his life, he was stunned, he lay on the ground for a while, then jumped up suddenly, and shouted angrily with red eyes: "Okay, Sijun, right, you really have two brushes ! You deserve to fight me! Come on! Let's fight again!"

Lu Xiang wanted to say that you don't hold back your respect, you can't beat Sijun at all, but before he could say anything, the masked man rushed towards Sijun again.Sijun didn't even blink his eyes, and when he approached, he raised his hand again, and the masked man fell face down hard again.This fall was much harder than before, and a crack was cracked in the floor.

Lu Xiang looked at him and felt pain for him.

The masked man fell to the ground for a long time before finally getting up, his eyes widened to the maximum extent, although he couldn't see his expression clearly, one can imagine how shocked and frustrated he was.

It is not a simple person who dares to go to Juling Mountain Villa to collect debts alone.Before he met Sijun, he had almost never lost. He was so used to it all his life, and he once thought that if he met Sijun at his level, he would definitely be able to fight Sijun, even if he couldn't kill him, he would definitely be able to kill him. retreat.

But this absolute force crushed him, which he never expected.

"Impossible! Impossible!" He trembled and growled, holding his scimitar fiercely and rushing towards Sijun again in a desperate posture. Sijun didn't even move a step, and still raised his hand casually Press down gently again.

With a loud "bang", the face of the masked man hit the place where the crack was just now without any mistake, smashing the floor tile out of the shape of the face.

He screamed in embarrassment and wanted to get up, but Sijun didn't give him another chance, just pressed his palm down three more times, and the pitted facial features of that human figure became more and more clear.

Sijun withdrew his hand, and the masked man struggled to get up, the whites of the blood-red eyes could no longer be seen, only the small black pupils in bloodshot eyes.He couldn't accept such embarrassment, his reason had been torn to pieces under the crush of this absolute power.He wanted to curse, but he spat out a mouthful of blood before he could utter a word. When he opened his mouth, everyone saw that his teeth were stained red.

A drop of sweat dripped from the masked man's forehead, his hands were trembling, and he suddenly turned his gaze to Lu Xiang and Bo Yangyan.

After a while, he withdrew his eyes and stared at Sijun again. Then, without any warning, he once again rushed towards Sijun with a scimitar, but when he was very close to Sijun, he suddenly jumped out of his sleeve. Two hidden weapons were thrown out from the air, and they went straight to the throats of Lu Xiang and Bo Yangyan!