A flick of the wrist.

"Gululu——"

Fourth Master Yuan's head has rolled to the ground, stained with dirt and dust, but the smile on his face is still there, with his front teeth exposed. He probably died too quickly and there was no pain at all.

In order to watch this show, he didn't risk so many lives. I don't know if the world is crazy or he is crazy. Maybe even Su Qing is crazy.

Now, even his own life is at stake.

"pity!"

Su Qing raised his finger and wiped his cheek. He didn't know whether it was his own blood or someone else's blood. When it dripped to the corner of his mouth, it always made people feel fishy. He looked at Fourth Master Yuan's face, narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"You shouldn't force me, but you are the first person in the world to see me dancing with a sword. You should die in peace!"

Hey, as soon as he finished speaking, Fourth Master Yuan's open eyes actually slowly closed.

However, it's not over yet.

The song is not finished yet, so we have to keep singing.

Su Qing looked up at the two identical people.

"It's interesting. The Baji Sect has just emerged, and now there are two masters of the Xingyi Sect. The Twelve Forms of Xingyi have allowed you to develop your skills and gain the essence of each one!"

How could he just sing opera and struggle in this world all these years? What's more, he is a low-level person who has to touch the gate of the mountain. There are many people who perform tricks in the capital on weekdays, and there are always some monsters and monsters from all walks of life.

As soon as these two people started to move, Su Qing saw the way. They were all using the real Kung Fu of Xingyi Sect. One was playing the monkey handle style, and the other was playing with snakes. These twelve large-shaped fist handles can be regarded as the Xingyi Sect's.

It’s really passed on.

Just look at the movement of the body of the monkey-shaped fist, and a pair of eyes immediately shine with hope, revealing all the essence.

He bent his legs and shrank down, his arms collapsed, and the man's face showed a look of a crazy monkey, and he bared his teeth and grinned. Seeing that Fourth Master Yuan died so simply, he was even more angry, but he looked at what Su Qing was carrying.

, he was just like a wild monkey with fried hair, squatting on the spot, scratching his ears and cheeks angrily and shouting: "My brothers almost turned the city of Beiping upside down, but I didn't expect that they were hiding under their noses!

"

The man was probably very crazy about monkey nature. He was so angry that he turned over and jumped on the spot, looking at Su Qing with a fierce expression, as if he wanted to eat someone.

The other one was taciturn, but with a movement of his waist, his feet were like moving grass, his movements were delicate and graceful, and a pair of tricks under the brim of his hat stood with a gloomy light, like a long worm spitting information.

I bet these people have been thinking about this thing.

Su Qing was afraid. Thanks to his carefulness over the years, he had never shown his skills in front of others. Otherwise, if he caught the eyes of others, he would probably not survive long ago.

It's a pity that we can't hide them anymore. The two people we killed during the day were seen by Mr. Yuan, and that's what led to today's incident. Now that the "blood drop" is exposed, we can't hide it anymore.

Then simply stop hiding it.

He hid it five years ago, will it be the same five years later?

"Are you the descendant of Ma?"

The man with the snake fist spoke.

Su Qing wiped the blood on her fingers and didn't bother to fight with them. She looked at the two of them and sneered flatly: "Okay, don't play tricks with me. I'll take care of his business."

If you pick them, I’ll protect the three of you! If you two are capable, you can pick me, the guy who eats!"

"good!"

There was a loud roar, and under the light, Su Qing saw the ape-like man suddenly fell to the ground and rolled, then kicked off his legs and jumped up and down, huddled up and murmuring.

With a sharp scream like a monkey, a pair of hands grabbed Su Qing's eyes.

Almost at the same time, a black shadow swooped over from the side, and it was frighteningly fast. A pair of hands struck at Su Qing's ribs, and with a hook of his right foot, he also hooked towards Su Qing's perineum, all in a vicious way.

The hairs on the back of Su Qing's hands stood up, and goose bumps appeared in these dog days. With both feet withdrawn, the drop of blood on his left hand had been thrown out. Over the years, he had already touched this object, "thorn"

With a sound, nine sharp knives popped out from the outer edge of the hat-like brim, shaped like gear teeth, spinning around.

It was like a folded knife tip, controlled by a mechanism. Su Qing was already retreating quickly, but the snake-shaped man holding the Yin hand retreated even faster. He twisted his waist, as soft as a bone, and turned over like a kite.

Drops of blood wiped his face and fell on Mr. Yuan's headless body. The person and the chair were all cut in half and then embedded in the doorpost.

"Let go!"

Seeing the evil nature of this object, the monkey-like man turned around and performed a somersault in the air. He stretched out his body and kicked his legs towards Su Qing's chest like a thunderbolt.

But a green rainbow suddenly lit up, and the man's color changed slightly.

As soon as Su Qing loosened the chain of the blood droplet, he suddenly raised his sword and rushed towards him. The tip of the sword was raised from bottom to top. With just one move, he opened the man's trousers and broke the soft tendon behind the opponent's heel.

"Zhizhizhi...die..."

I don't know if it's pain or anger.

The monkey-shaped man continued to show strength, with a ferocious expression. When he jumped up, he crossed his legs and rolled them onto Su Qing's shoulders. He squatted down and sat down, with his legs already clasped around Su Qing's neck. His waist was thick

He was as strong as a wring, trying to break Su Qing's neck, his hands were not idle, the white ape offered fruit and pulled out a pair of moves at Su Qing.

These are all deadly moves.

"Ah...ah..."

The man roared violently from his mouth, rushing out of his throat, making it harsh and unpleasant to hear.

There was a person sitting on his shoulder. Su Qing's eyes suddenly turned red and bloodshot. He felt the sudden strong force on his neck and knew that the disaster of life and death was right in front of him. The other person squatted down and sat down. His legs also bent. With this,

As soon as his strength slowed down, the long sword in his right hand turned his wrist and stabbed diagonally upward from behind.

"Pfft!"

"Gah..."

The scream in the man's throat, like a mad monkey, suddenly stopped. The expression on his face was stunned. He looked down and saw half of the blood-stained sword tip protruding from his clothes. His body was as tight as a bow, and his body was as strong as a rope. In an instant,

When it becomes soft, it loses its strength.

"Dick!"

The snake-shaped man not far away witnessed this scene, and all he saw was that his canthus was cracked and his eyes were red.

Just as he was about to succeed, something unexpected happened and the situation suddenly reversed.

He never dreamed that he would die under Yu Ji's move of turning around and dancing with her sword. This was the skill of an opera singer and the skill of an actor.

Feeling that the pressure was gone, Su Qing drew his long sword, and a blood arrow rained down on his head.

There was a lightness on the body.

The man on his shoulders has fallen down.

"Ahem...you..."

The guy still wanted to speak, but a sword pierced his chest, and when he opened his mouth, his throat was filled with blood.

Su Qing didn't even look at it. He hit the man's neck with a split kick with his right foot. There was a snap and the neck bone was broken immediately.

Listening to the music, Su Qing lifted up her sleeves and wiped her blood-stained face, and sang in her mouth: "The Han soldiers have captured the territory, and they are surrounded by songs... The king is exhausted, how can I survive as a lowly concubine!"

After singing, he turned his eyes, looked at the snake-shaped man, and said with a smile: "The song is almost over, I'll give you a ride too!"

With a hook of his toes, the chain on the ground was in his hand. With a shake of his strength, the blood droplets had retreated.

…

Roosters crow and dogs bark, it’s another night.

The manager's surname is Wang, but he has heard so many compliments that he has almost forgotten his real name. In just one night, he was frightened. He didn't know what happened last night, and the urine he urinated was full of blood.

, even the doctor couldn't figure it out, so he rushed to the Yuan Mansion at dawn, hoping that Fourth Master Yuan could save him.

As for Su Qing's sword dance, he secretly informed Fourth Master Yuan, who was not stingy and gave him two small yellow croakers. When he heard that Su Qing was invited to the Yuan Mansion last night, he felt very happy.

Thinking about Fourth Master’s promise.

It doesn't matter how good-looking an actor is, he still can't escape from this world. Whoever wanted to sing in an opera didn't ask him, but now it's him who begs Su Qing to sing in an opera. He really doesn't know what he's worth. In a word

, he will not be able to live for his own misfortune, so he has to let his memory improve.

"Bang bang bang!"

When I rushed over, I saw that the door of Yuan's Mansion was closed. The manager hurriedly walked up. Within a few steps, his crotch got wet, and he peed again.

"Fourth Master Yuan, I..."

Before he could shout, there was a sound from behind the door.

But the door only opened a crack, and a sword swung out. The words in the manager's mouth were immediately stuck in his throat, blocked by the sword.

The door gradually opened, and the manager saw a man standing behind the door, covered in blood and stains, holding a sword, looking at him, and looking behind him, a large piece of his head and body fell.

"But you've caught up with everything!"

The man pursed his lips and smiled, with a few blood stains on his cheeks, and his smile was charming and seductive.

"Hmm..."

The manager's pupils shrank at first, and then the brilliance in his eyes gradually dimmed. He was speechless. With a sword stuck in his throat, how could he speak? His mouth was full of blood.

With a draw of the long sword, the manager fell in.
To be continued...