Hero Cultivation System

"Oh no! Is this the God of Death?"

Ling Tong carefully inspected his wounds and found that because he hid quickly, although the wound was thirty centimeters long, it was only a thin layer of skin and flesh that had been shaved off. It could be said to be a minor injury.

"Oh! I'm not dead, but I was almost scared to death."

Ling Tong casually took a tissue and covered his wound, staring intently at the young man who almost killed himself with a knife.

The thin body of less than 1.8 meters was soaked to the skin, and the river water was still dripping on the deck. His weak arm held a big knife nearly four feet five six in one hand. I don't know how he could swim across the river with such a long sword on his back, sneak under the yacht, and seize the opportunity to strike with thunder.

However, Ling Tong now regretted why he called people to surround him just now.

The opponent's sword stood upright at the bow of the boat, blocking the way to the fish tail. Since the structure of the boat narrowed towards the bow, only two people could get on at a time. Under the swing of the big sword, the two-foot sword in his hand There were so many fishing knives that it was impossible to catch them. When this man saw someone coming up, he would strike twice to the left and right, once on each side, and cut his men to pieces. No one was his enemy with one move.

"Everyone, get out of the way!" There was a loud roar, but Qi Xiong arrived at this moment.

The Gulu congregation, who were frightened by the killing but did not dare to retreat because their three guild masters were pressing behind, breathed a sigh of relief and immediately retreated like a tide.

"Old man Qi, we meet again." Liang Gong drew the knife on his chest. The dragon-slaying knife seemed as light as nothing after it penetrated the true energy.

"Who are you?" Qi Xiong said when he saw him opening his mouth, they met again. It seemed that the two of them had met before, but the young man opposite seemed to have a close relationship.

"Nobles often forget things. I hope you have forgotten, old man. I never dare to forget the gift of a knife in the back mountain of Tangmen that night."

"It turns out it's you, you little brat. Why did you dare to stand there with five people and six people today after changing your knife? You haven't suffered enough that night, right? But it's really impressive that you can get out of bed in ten days." Unexpected.”

Qi Xiong remembered. It turned out to be the boy who stood in front of Tang Dan to protect her that night. His name seemed to be Liang Gong or something. Unexpectedly, less than ten days after he was slashed away by him, he was alive and kicking again. He thought this was The boy will never be able to get out of bed until three months.

"Hehe, I still don't know who will lose and who will win. You really think you are a person."

The tip of the dragon-slaying knife shook slightly. People who didn't know better thought that he couldn't hold the knife and his hands were shaking. However, Qi Xiong, who was also a master of swordsmanship, knew that this was the result of the concentration of his true energy, and he immediately put away his contempt in his heart.

"Boy, considering your age, you can be considered a one-in-a-million genius to be able to reach this level, but... you are not good enough." After saying that, he raised his arms and dropped a crescent-shaped ivory-handled dagger. into his hands.

The blade was no more than two feet long. The blade was as bright as a mirror, with cold light shining through it. If you look carefully under the sun, you can see a glimmer of light swimming around on the blade and jumping on the tip. Although it is definitely a murder weapon. , but it has a strange sense of beauty.

"Tsk! What a great knife!" Liang Gong finally saw clearly what kind of soul-returning knife had been cut off.

"Well! This is my 'Moon-cutting' knife. He has cut off 99 knives." Qi Xiong held the knife in front of his eyes and flipped it left and right, as if he was looking at the most beautiful work of art in the world.

Liang Gong also waved the dragon-slaying knife in the sun. The originally dark blade was even duller, and the image was indeed very poor.

Holy shit! Comparing the two, that moon-cutting knife is like a rich second generation, and my dragon-slaying knife is like hanging silk.

Brother Dragon Slaying Sword, I have to rely on you today. Let us counterattack with a silk thread to avenge the Soul-Returning Sword.

Subconsciously, Liang Gong seemed to hear the dragon-slaying sword saying hello, and his heart was suddenly filled with confidence. His hands and the sword were clasped together like old friends who had known each other for a long time. For the first time, the two people and the sword were connected.

When the onlookers saw that they did not take action, they were just playing with the knives and talking nonsense, thinking about these two idiots.

Of course Qi Xiong could also see Liang Gong's sudden change, but the difference in cultivation between the two was too big, so he didn't care too much: "Boy, look, I will cut off your bird knife again today, and it will be equal to 100%." number."

The last note was still rolling on the tip of his tongue, Qi Xiong suddenly rose up, and the silver light flashed in his pocket and fell towards Liang Gong.

Liang Gong was determined to test the abilities of his newly recognized brother. He did not dodge or evade, but directly swung his sword to fight against the enemy.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, shooting out in all directions. The invisible sword energy radiated out three to four meters away. Everyone onlookers felt the pain like daggers on their faces. Their faces were covered with blood, and they were faintly scratched by the two people's sword energy. There were streaks of blood.

There was a series of clanking sounds of gold and iron, and no one knew how many times the two of them had exchanged blows. Finally, after a deafening clang of hard fight, the two of them suddenly separated, each standing back to where they were, as if It's the same as never taking action.

"Hiss!" Liang Gong took a breath of cold air, and his wrists were completely numb. After all, the opponent's force value was much higher than his, and they were both masters of sword skills. Their understanding of the meaning of the sword was still better than Liang Gong's. The counterattack seemed to be evenly matched. In fact, he had tried his best, but the opponent still seemed to be able to do it with ease. It seemed that this was the gap between the two.

Liang Gong reluctantly raised the dragon-slaying knife in front of his eyes. The black blade was safe and sound, and Liang Gong breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of whether this was the dragon-slaying knife that commanded the world, at least it was quite powerful.

He was thinking wildly over there, but Qi Xiong was stunned on the spot.

Lifting the "Moon Cutting" toward the sun, it is obvious that there is a gap the size of a grain of rice on the blade, and there are also more than a dozen small, jagged depressions.

It is said that the "Moon Cutting" was made by Yang Ting, the master of sword making in the Ming Dynasty. It is an ancient sword that has been used for hundreds of years. It has been with him for more than fifty years. The blade is always so smooth and perfect, and has never been damaged at all.

Today it was obvious that the material and sharpness of Chiyue were not as good as the dark fire stick in the opponent's hand, so the chip appeared on the blade after a few hard fights.

Qi Xiong turned his attention to the knife in Liang Gong's hand, which he called a fire stick. He looked up and down for a long time, but still couldn't see anything unusual.

What kind of knife is this!

Turning his eyes back to the moon-cutting knife, the feeling of distress suddenly came to his heart.

"I'll kill you!" Qi Xiong jumped up with red eyes. He had never been so angry even when he was chasing Grandma Tang that night.

"Brother, I won't accompany you anymore." Liang Gong used the Yin and Yang grinding force of the knife to draw the knife behind him. After Qi Xiong rushed past him, he raised his knife to kill the onlookers. The Wulin Alliance and Gu Luhui people.

"kill!"

"Back! Back away!" How could they cope with someone who could tie up with Sanhuaju's top worshipper? A group of people were so frightened that they quickly turned around and backed away. Unfortunately, the middle cabin walkways on both sides of the ship were too narrow and crowded. Some people were even pushed into the river because they failed to help them.

"Don't run!" Qi Xiong finally turned around and continued to chase Liang Gong, but Liang Gong ignored him and caught up with the other party in a few strides. He raised his knife and dropped it, killing the other party until the sky and the ground were shaken. Several The members of the Gulu congregation, who were originally making a living on the water, saw that the situation was not right and simply jumped into the water to escape.

"Ah ah ah..." One of the few remaining innate masters in the Wulin League had trouble turning around and dodge, so his right arm was easily cut off by Liang Gong's knife and he was thrown into the river.

Liang Gong jumped around the hull, chasing the masters of the Wulin League, and he did not hesitate to stab everyone in the Gu Lu Society. However, Qi Xiong could only chase Liang on the narrow yacht because his physical skills were not as good as his. Gong's figure was furious.

"Master Gu, this person seems to be the one who broke our incense altar that night." Bashan, a master of the Black Bolt Sect who stayed in the middle cabin, sat in the middle cabin with Master Gu and did not participate in the pursuit of Liang Gong outside. , but when I saw Liang Gong’s portrait through the window, I realized that it was similar to the man that day.

"Hmph! I'll know if it's him as soon as I try. If it's really him, then we won't have to take revenge."

Master Gu closed his eyes and muttered, and drew lone lines in the air with his hands, intertwining into a strange picture.

Liang Gong was so excited that he chased his opponent around the boat. Sometimes he suddenly turned around and exchanged one or two moves with Qi Xiong who was chasing behind him. After suffering a slight loss, he would immediately pull away, making Qi Xiong scream in anger.

Suddenly, Liang Gong felt a cramping pain under his right flank, as if millions of worms were writhing and biting in his body at the same time. The pain was so painful that he immediately fell to the deck and did not stop until he hit the railing on the side of the ship.

The meridians and acupuncture points were burning like fire, the true energy flowed everywhere uncontrollably, the limbs were stiff and almost unable to move, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

"He's injured, come on! Kill him!"