Hero Cultivation System

"when!"

Liu Erdao, who was leisurely sitting in his BMW, suddenly heard the ringing of bells in the temple, and it shouldn't be too far away. He thought this was strange. He had lived nearby for decades, how could he not know that there was another temple?

Is there a temple next to your home?

Damn it, it's almost midnight. Aren't you afraid of disturbing people's dreams by ringing the clock at this time?

Regardless of Liu Erdao's doubts, Liu Dao, who was showing off his prowess in the alley, looked at Liang Gong, who rolled all the way until he hit the wall and stopped. The hand holding the knife stopped in the air, and his eyes were as wide as bells.

No matter how sore and weak his arms were, and how painful his shoulders and waist were, Liu Dadao slowly brought the soul-returning knife in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully up and down, and touched it with his left hand.

All over the entire blade.

That's right, this is the soul-returning knife that has been with me for forty years, cutting iron like clay!

Liu Dadao looked at his still trembling hands, then raised his head and looked at Liang Gong, who was shaking his head and climbing up against the wall not far away. He blinked hard a few times to make sure he saw it correctly.

He had used all his strength to decapitate the sword just now, and it landed on Liang Gong's neck with perfect accuracy. Even if the executioner from ancient times came, he would not have done better than him. Logically speaking, he should have seen a bullet by now.

The head flew three feet high, and blood shot up from Liang Gong's headless corpse into the sky like a fountain.

Moreover, he saw with his own eyes that the knife that had slashed Liang Gong's left abdomen had indeed made a large gash. The blood stained Liang Gong's clothes red, and the stains were still visible. Why did cutting the neck have no effect?

Why is there that sound like a bell?

Why do my hands keep shaking and my body aches so much?

Why did Liang Gong, who was supposed to be decapitated, only roll out five or six meters and still stand up shaking his head?

Why?

Liu Dadao thought he was dreaming, but the pain in his arm told him that everything was real.

The sword weighs thirty-six kilograms, and with the strength of his two arms exceeding two hundred kilograms, the force of the sword wielded by him exceeds at least five hundred kilograms. Even if it is an iron pillar, he believes that it will break with such a sword.

Unable to cut off Liang Gong’s neck?

What the hell kind of neck do you have?

Is it made of gold? Or cast of copper?

Liu Dadao believed that he must have seen a ghost tonight.

Liang Gong was so dizzy after being struck by this knife that his vision was still spinning for a while, and he couldn't stand up straight.

But he’s cool!

He could clearly see Liu Da Dao's blow, the traces of the knife cutting through the air, the chill when the blade was about to touch the skin, and even the two small Chinese characters "Guihun" on the handle of the knife were very clear.

Just now, he was thinking that the next moment, his head would fly into the air and look at the headless corpse below, and then fall into darkness.

I didn’t expect that it was really made of copper skin and iron bones!

It’s really invulnerable!

Apart from being rolled on the ground and knocked unconscious by the powerful force of the knife, he didn't feel any discomfort.

Damn it! This thing is smaller than those golden bells and iron shirts.

Brother is superman! Brother is invincible!

Liang Gong twisted his neck, raised the blade with both hands, strode towards Liu Dadao, who was still standing there in shock, and without saying a word, he slashed with the knife, targeting his neck, of course.

If you dare to chop me with one knife, I won't call you a hero if I don't give you two swords in return.

"Whoosh!" A sharp sound broke through the air into Liu Dadao's ears. He raised his head in confusion, and then realized that the situation had changed. Just now, he was slashing someone, and now the knife was about to hit his neck.

Suddenly his eyes widened, and Liu Dadao tried his best to pull away, but he was still a little slow. The tip of Liang Gong's knife passed across his nose, cutting off a small piece of meat lightly.

"oh!"

Liu Dadao looked up at the wolf and howled, and a blood hole appeared on his face. The blood flowed from the original nostril, and now the black hole flowed to his lower forehead. It looked so scary.

"Uncle!"

"Fuck him!"

The two young people who were standing in front of their house watching the show, due to the weather and the angle of view, did not see the scene where Liu Dadao hit Liang Gong's neck. They only saw their uncle beating the man until his teeth were all over the floor.

People were still talking and laughing loudly in the back, enjoying themselves very much.

But I don’t know what happened. The scene suddenly changed. After getting up, the thin figure took advantage of the uncle’s unpreparedness and cut the uncle’s face with a knife.

The young men looked at each other, and without saying a word, they rushed over with their swords in hand. They clamped Liang Gong on the left and right, stabbed Liang Gong hard in the chest, and then pulled out the wheel of the knife and slashed across his legs with murderous intent.

Damn it! The opportunity has come. If you don’t act cool now, when will you wait?

"Come on! You two idiots."

Liang Gong held the knife in both hands and stayed still, with his chest raised and his abdomen raised, not evading or dodging.

The two younger members of the Liu family were both young and energetic characters. Seeing that Liang Gong dared to ignore their knives, they increased their strength and struck Liang Gong in an instant.

"Dang! Dang!"

One knife hit the center of the mouth, and the other hit the thigh.

"You haven't eaten, have you? Scratch my brother's itch, come on! Come here two more times."

Liang Gong stretched out his head, pointed at the top of his head and said to the two young people.

"Brother...how could this happen?"

"I...I don't know either!"

The two brothers were frightened. The fine steel knife slashed hard on their bodies, as if they had rung a bell twice, without even cutting off any hair.

What the hell kind of skill are you doing?

Doesn’t this allow people to live?

"Come on! Do you have no balls or are you gay? I'm sticking my head out here. You don't even have the guts to cut me off and you dare to come out and mess around?"

Liang Gong continued to live his addiction.

Damn, he’s so handsome!

The two little brothers of the Liu family were so embarrassed that they raised their knives and slashed Liang Gong's protruding head several times.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!..."

"Fuck! That's enough!"

The bells rang continuously, and Liang Gong was very proud at first, but the more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. It was fun for the two brothers to treat their brother as a big bell in the temple, right?

"Why the hell am I so stupid?"

Liang Gong then remembered that he had stuck his head out and asked someone to knock it, and suddenly felt that he was a second-rate person.

Damn it, I don’t want to play anymore.

Facing the two brothers who were swinging their swords until they were numb, Liang Gong struck them twice on their chests with a "high and powerful" move.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The two brothers were each stabbed in the chest. They immediately rolled on the ground in pain. A half-foot-long bloody gash was opened on their chests. The red flesh and white fat trembled and squirmed, which was shocking.

"Son!"

Two women got out of the van behind them. They were crying with tissues in their hands. They rushed over and lay directly on the young man to press the wound. However, a few tissues could stop the bleeding from the half-foot-long wound.

The two women had no choice but to take off their coats and press hard on the young man's wound.

"Uncle, kill him! Kill him!"

The woman who was obviously the mother of the two brothers yelled at Liu Dadao. As expected of the Liu family, she was also extremely fierce.

The mixed screams of several people woke up Liu Dadao, who was dazed at the side. He lowered his head and saw the miserable condition of his nephew, his eyes were red and blood rushed up, and he roared towards the sky:

"It doesn't matter whether you are invulnerable or not, whether you are wearing a golden bell, an iron shirt, or not, even if we sell our lives today, we will drag you to hell and bury you together."

What are you doing? What are you doing? I’m not gay, so what’s the point of being buried with you!

However, Liu Dadao was extremely angry and lost his mind. He wiped off the blood on his face, and like an evil ghost, he stabbed Liang Gong with his sword, risking his life with every move, without caring about his own safety.

Liu Da's sword was extremely powerful, but Liang Gong didn't dare to kill him as he did before. Otherwise, although he wouldn't be injured, a single strike would definitely send him flying three meters away, and he would be covered in stars.

Fortunately, he is now unconscious and only focuses on keeping his sword close to Liang Gong's vital points, and the speed of his movement at the beginning is gone.

Liang Gong was delighted when he saw this, so he used oil on his soles, and the hide-and-seek game started again.

"Come on! Come on!"

Liu Dadao was like a wild bull, charging at him desperately, but Liang Gong was like a bullfighter, dodging and teasing.

I saw Liang Gongdong dodging in the east and twisting in the west. Sometimes when he moved a little slowly, he would be slashed a few times by Dangdang, but it was harmless. However, he took advantage of Liu Da Dao's hand being numb from the shock and returned it with a few swipes.

Down.

Although he missed his vital point, it still made four or five shallow grooves on Liu Dadao's body. As the blood slowly flowed out, Liu Dadao began to pant and swung the knife slower and slower.

After all, Liu Dadao was already in his fifties. When a few more scars were added to his body, no matter how brave he was, he couldn't bear it anymore. After swinging the last knife with all his strength, he could no longer hold the handle of the knife and returned.

The soul knife flew out of his hand and flew out of the alley.

With a big sword, Liu Dadao, the head of the Liu family who has dominated Wuyang City for more than 20 years, has reached the end of his rope tonight.

Covered in blood, he looked up at the sky. After taking two crooked steps, he pushed the golden inverted pillar and knelt down straight. Then he slowly fell forward and lay on the ground.