Infinite Script Killing

"Plop!!"

With the sound of corpses hitting the water, everyone woke up as if from a dream.

He stared at the pool under the cliff with wide eyes. The pool was as dark as ink. The body fell into it and sank into the water very quickly. Not even a trace of blood was seen.

If it weren't for the waves still surging on the water, everyone would wonder if they were hallucinating.

It takes two years to refine the iron sand palm, two years to roast the grain, three years to roast the chestnuts, and five years to roast the sand. It will take at least twenty years to become as good as that man.

Of course, you need to learn boxing and palm techniques, and practice hard day by day.

Combined with numerous medications.

Once the palm technique is perfected, it will be a real killing machine. There are few people present who dare to say that they can take this palm forcefully.

But for such a master to be slapped to death, this is too shocking and unacceptable.

What makes it even more difficult for them to accept is that Feng Lailou's information is completely different from the Xu Tong in front of them.

Aren’t you just starting out a few months ago? ?

What about the mental illness you mentioned? ?

I slapped an expert to death, and you tell me he was a rookie? ?

For a moment, everyone was silent, no one spoke, and they didn't even dare to express their anger. Everyone was paying attention nervously.

A woman in the crowd stared at Xu Tong intently, her big watery eyes shining brightly.

Secretly thinking in a low voice in his heart: "Could this old guy have something up his sleeve??"

"good!"

The young man squatting in the corner stood up excitedly, clenched his hands into fists, and stared at Xu Tong intently, as if he was just watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

"If we want to work together, let's settle the accounts today. After today, all the accounts of my seven families will be written off."

Xu Tong put his hands behind his back and looked at Zhou Hun and the other old men with an expressionless face. He knew that these old bones who were about to enter the coffin came to this place definitely not for the reward of Feng Lailou, but for his own project. On the head.

For a moment, the people standing around Xu Tong were trembling with chills, trembling and retreating. They were really frightened.

"Why, are the seniors not planning to come to me to settle accounts? Or, they suddenly discovered that your family's accounts are not that important."

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt their teeth itching with hatred. These words were too damaging.

"Feng Lailou is too bad. This guy has such solid basic skills. It seems like he has been practicing since he was a child."

The Taoist next to Zhou Hun couldn't help but curse when he saw this.

Zhou Hun glanced sideways at the Taoist, snorted coldly, disdained to talk to the Taoist, strolled forward, and was about to speak.

But I saw someone taking the lead.

"I come!"

The person walked through the crowd and ran straight towards Xu Tong, carrying a long gun behind him. His back shook, and the long gun flew up from the holster, and he was holding it in his hand.

"It's the little spear king, Wu Zheng!"

Someone saw the black spear and immediately recognized the person's origin.

At that time, Hebei's spear king Wu Shaocheng was famous in Hebei. At Beimang Mountain, Wu Shaocheng lost to Xue Gui and was hit by a palm to smash the Tianling Cap. From then on, the spear king fell and the Wu family's Overlord Spear was lost.

The Wu Zheng in front of him was Wu Shaocheng's youngest son. Although he had not learned the Overlord Spear, his pear blossom marksmanship was unparalleled in the martial arts world.

Wu Zheng had been waiting for an unknown number of years for the blood feud. He originally had no intention of taking action after meeting Xu Tong.

He felt that it was too shameful to kill an ordinary person who had no strength to restrain himself.

But seeing that Xu Tong was not an ordinary person, and there was no psychological burden at all when he took action, Wu Zheng rushed towards Xu Tong without saying a word, raised his hand and stabbed him out with one shot.

The gun made a sonorous sound, and there was a strong energy surrounding the gun tip, which shocked everyone's hearts.

In this era where half-step masters are rare, those who can practice such a spear have already surpassed Wu Shaocheng, the former spear king.

Seeing this, Xu Tong raised his hand and used his five-animal grasping hand, facing the gun body to grab it with his big hand.

"court death!"

Seeing that Xu Tong dared to reach out to grab the gun head, Wu Zhenghu's eyes widened. With a flick of his wrist, the sky was full of gun shadows. However, as soon as he said it, Xu Tong's stretched out palm seemed to be unchanging and firm. Ignoring those dazzling shadows, he actually grabbed the head of the gun.

Wu Zheng was startled and subconsciously wanted to thrust forward with force, but at this moment, Xu Tong's fingertips twisted slightly.

"Click!"

With the sound of breaking, Xu Tong moved his arm forward, and the sub-black gun head was reflected in Wu Zheng's pupils.

"puff!"

Bloody light bloomed, and a shrill scream was heard, making everyone tremble.

Wu Zheng was seen holding a headless spear in his hand, standing there with the head of the spear inserted into his chest, looking at Xu Tong himself with an expression of disbelief.

"All debts will be cleared after death, next one!"

Xu Tong had no expression on his face, raised his hand and slapped Wu Zheng off the cliff.

"Plop!" Water splashed.

At this moment, there was silence, and everyone was sweating. They did not expect that the young spear king Wu Zheng had not even gone through a round before he encountered such an end.

Xu Tong did not wait any longer and began to walk toward the crowd.

Seeing Xu Tong approaching, everyone unconsciously made way for them.

At this time, a middle-aged man saw Xu Tong's back exposed in front of him, and suddenly stabbed a dagger straight into Xu Tong's back.

The knife was sharp and fast, but Xu Tong seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Before the dagger could strike, he turned around and hit the man's chest with his fist.

For a moment, everyone could actually hear the sound of bones breaking.

Looking again, the man had fallen to the ground, vomiting blood and not breathing. Xu Tong walked up to the body and kicked the body off the cliff with his toes.

Blood rained down, and the body flew straight into the pool, but the angle was not very good.

His head first hit a raised rock below, and then a large amount of blood spattered on the rock before he fell into the pool. This was a very unseemly way to die, but no one dared to object to it.

Xu Tong continued to move forward, and everyone could only make way.

It wasn't until Xu Tong came to Zhou Hun and several other old people that he stopped and said, "Old men, do you want to continue settling the accounts?"

Xu Tong's voice was very soft, but every word carried a strong sense of oppression.

That condescending look made Zhou Hun and others' blood stagnate.

"Qimen...Xue Gui..."

Zhou Hun gritted his teeth and felt a storm in his heart. He was not shocked by Xu Tong's strength, but felt unwilling because of Xu Tong's strength.

How could a person who had been dead for so many years still find such an outstanding successor?

Shouldn't the sins committed by the Qimen mean that they will have no descendants?

Zhou Hun calmed down and stared at Xu Tong: "Look, you really look like your master Xue Gui. Back in Beiman Mountain, your master Xue Gui went on a killing spree. My uncle Zhou Yaosheng and his disciples all died tragically. How dare I forget this account in your master’s hands!”

"Zhou Yaosheng!"

Xu Tong was startled. He still had some impression of the name. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered it.

In the world of the script, his position was exposed and he was chased to the freight station by those strangers. Among them was a blind old man, Zhou Yaosheng.

At that time, his apprentice killed him, but he used his big fat self-destruction to blow him up alive. Then the master came. Zhou Yaosheng was determined to take revenge, but the master sent him away directly.

But in reality, Zhou Yaosheng and his apprentice died at the hands of their master.

The master warned these people before going on a killing spree in Beimang Mountain, asking them to come down from the mountain. Anyone who doesn't come down from the mountain will be killed without mercy.

It was they who refused to listen and were all killed in the end.

It sounds like it's your own fault.

Now that he heard that Zhou Hun was going to settle this account, Xu Tong raised his eyebrows and said, "You are an elder, so you can figure it out."

"Hey, boy, you are so crazy, even I want to see the methods of your seven sects!"

Before Zhou Hun could speak, the Taoist from the side walked up, holding his beard, obviously planning to take action with Zhou Hun.

But Zhou Hun obviously didn't want to get entangled with this Taoist.

Hearing this, he did not speak, but distanced himself from the Taoist.

This made the Taoist look a little embarrassed.

Xu Tong looked at the Taoist and could tell at a glance that this Taoist was not low in strength. He had a strong energy that never dissipated. Although he was not a master, he already had the aura of a half-step master.

"Are you here to settle accounts or settle accounts?"

Xu Tong asked with narrowed eyes.

Who knew that the smile on the man's face was very vulgar, he pinched his beard and said, "Guess!"

The Taoist wanted to be clever and relieve the embarrassment of being avoided by Zhou Hun, but as soon as he finished speaking, Xu Tong suddenly slapped him.

This slap was so quick and urgent that by the time the Taoist noticed it, he was already close at hand.

scare!

Although Xu Tong was suspected of sneak attack, the Taoist did not expect that the slap would come so quickly. In a hurry, a strong wind burst out from the Taoist's body, and a shining silver orb flew out from the sleeves of his robe. Put a barrier in front of yourself.

"magic weapon!"

Zhou Hun and other old people couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this. They didn't expect that this Taoist actually had the legendary magic weapon in his hand.

The so-called magic weapon is a treasure that is produced by continuously refining the treasures of heaven and earth with unique methods.

But this kind of thing has been extinct since the Ming Dynasty. Now is the Age of Ending Dharma. The treasures of heaven, materials and earth have long since disappeared and cannot be found at all.

There may only be one or two among the great sects that have been passed down for thousands of years, such as Longhushan and Quanzhen Sect.

I didn't expect that this Taoist could actually produce the legendary magic weapon. No wonder he was so confident.

But what they didn't know was that this magic weapon was accidentally obtained by a Taoist who stole a Yuan Dynasty tomb.

It was almost damaged when I got it, and even after hiding it in my body for many years and constantly refining it, I couldn't fully recover it.

At this time, Xu Tong slapped him down, and the Taoist could only use this object to block it in a hurry. But what they didn't know was that when Xu Tong slapped his palm, the power between reality and reality was already used in his palm.

The so-called magic weapon in front of him, under the squeeze between reality and reality, not only failed to have a defensive effect, but also interrupted the connection with the Taoist and lost its power.

Following this slap, the Taoist was severely slapped on the face under everyone's surprised gaze.

"Snapped!"

With a loud slap, the Taoist flew out immediately.

Xu Tongleng spat: "It's just a matter of killing people for money, and you want me to guess? Bah, what a joke."

If the Taoist didn't report his origins, he obviously didn't come here for revenge. Since it wasn't revenge, it was for Feng Lailou's bounty.

Xu Tong still had to be polite to old guys like Zhou Hun and others.

But when dealing with people like him who were looking for money to kill him, Xu Tong didn't even bother to be polite and showed no mercy.

The Taoist gave Xu Tong a hard slap. Although he didn't die, half of his face was broken. He screamed in pain. When he got up, everyone took a look and saw that the Taoist's face was crooked.

He already looked wretched, but now his mouth was crooked, which made him look even more funny.

It caused everyone to laugh unconsciously, even if the sound was very low, but with so many people laughing together, the sound naturally couldn't be suppressed.

For a moment, the crooked Taoist's eyes were red, staring at Xu Tong like an enraged beast.

He already hated Xu Tong to the extreme in his heart. He just hated him, but he didn't dare to do it rashly again. The slap just now gave him an illusion.

That strange feeling, as if some power suddenly interrupted the connection between myself and the magic weapon.

This made Taoist Waizui feel in a trance and think of the words that had disappeared, which was also a realm that he could not achieve.

But that's what he thought, and he didn't really take it seriously. After all, in the Age of Ending Law, it is impossible for a great master to appear again.

At the moment, he couldn't figure out what was going on. Taoist Waizui could only hide aside and did not dare to act rashly.

Xu Tong was too lazy to pay attention to this thing, and looked at Zhou Hun in front of him again: "The annoying fly went away, old gentleman, do you still think this account can be settled?"

"Calculate!"

Zhou Hun took a deep breath and walked up to Xu Tong. The whisk in his hand shook, and the whisks gradually floated as if they had lost gravity.

Following Zhou Hun's steps, the sound of a wave rose around him.

There is no other water source in this place except the black pool under the cliff. How could there be waves?

However, the sound of the waves was getting louder and louder at this moment.

For a moment, several young girls sitting far away raised their heads and looked at Zhou Hun intently. Even in the thatched house not far away, there was a pair of eyelids slightly opened, with a solemn expression in his eyes.

"Half-step master!"

Gao Zhuo, who was standing behind the old man, was the first to notice Zhou's aura.

But there was no hint of worry in his words.

As both half-step masters, Gao Zhuo knew that half-step masters were not on the same level as grand masters, so there was nothing to worry about.

Besides...this Zhou Hun's half-step master is obviously very talented.

Sure enough, with Zhou Hun's breath surging, Xu Tong also found that the blood in the old man was also evaporating rapidly.

Originally, he was destined to live a long life, but now he suddenly lost all his energy. It seemed that some special method was used to force a breakthrough.

"You shall be punished"

Zhou Hun's eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes. Today, even if he risked his life, he still had to take away Xue Gui, his disciple.

Xu Tong looked coldly and said: "After death, the debt will be wiped out, and the old man will be well off!"

"Everyone, come together and kill this devil!"

At this time, the crowd behind was commotion, and someone shouted to start the rhythm.

However, many people chose to watch, motionless and did not dare to step forward.

Xu Tong's performance just now was so astonishing that most of the people were calmed down, and no one dared to act rashly.

The people who really came forward were naturally those who had a blood feud with Qimen. These people gathered together and rushed towards Xu Tong.

"kill!"

With a long roar, Zhou Hun's breath was raised to the extreme, and he waved the whisk in his hand to sweep towards Xu Tong's chest.

In an instant, tens of thousands of silver threads covered the dust, turning into waves and silver flowers, and the scene of the stormy waves rising from the ground to cover the sky and cover the sun shocked everyone, and even screamed with excitement.

But Xu Tong was very calm. Instead of retreating, he walked towards the waves. What was even weirder was that when the overwhelming waves landed in front of Xu Tong, he calmed down instantly and allowed him to walk on the waves.

As he walked, he said: "Old man, when the truth is false, the false is also true. In the depth of inaction, there is something and nothing. What is false is ultimately false. It cannot be true."

As he spoke, Xu Tong raised his palm, held a thin paper knife between his fingers, and waved it towards the rough waves in front of him.

"puff!"

In an instant, the waves dispersed before his eyes, and countless vaginal threads fell from the air like catkins.

The whisk in Zhou Hun's hand was still held in the air, but the whisk had been cut in half. Also cut was the hair-like bloodstain between Zhou Hun's throat.

"you!!"

Zhou Hun stared straight at Xu Tong's fingers. When he saw the small paper blade on his fingers, everything became clear instantly.

For a moment, his eyes were extremely complicated. Putting aside the information given by Feng Lailou, even if this guy is a peerless genius, he has become an insurmountable mountain at such a young age...

Xue Gui...you are so vicious. You have killed so many people, and now you want your disciple to kill you again. Even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!

"Kill, kill this kid together!"

Those who originally rushed towards Xu Tong saw that Xu Tong and Zhou Hun were not moving, and they actually wanted to take advantage of this moment to shoot Xu Tong to death.

Naturally, that Taoist with a crooked mouth was included among them.

Facing the figures rushing behind him, Zhou Hun's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, as if he was trying his best to tell them something.

But the moment the blade cut across his throat, Xu Tong's life had come to an end.

I could only watch helplessly as they rushed forward to die.

Xu Tong looked sideways, looking at the angry faces. For a moment, he understood the master's mood when he was surrounded by so many strangers.

There was no anger, no murderous intent, and the indifferent eyes only saw the scene of life passing by at the end.

In a daze, Xu Tong raised his hand slightly and bowed to everyone with both hands.

"Thank you Shankou!"

In an instant, whether it was the crooked Taoist or the strangers who wanted to take Xu Tong's life, as Xu Tong bowed down, the world in front of him instantly turned into darkness.

"How can it be!!"

The young man hiding in the distance stood up suddenly and looked at the scene in front of him in horror.

The dozen or so people who rushed in front died suddenly in an instant.

Even the crooked Taoist fell to the ground dead with blood flowing from his seven holes in an instant.

Such a strange scene is exactly the same as the witchcraft recorded in the Jianghu. The Seven Gates of Luoyang, worship Shankou!

But since Xue Gui's death, this sorcery has long been lost.

In the thatched house in the distance, an old woman opened her eyes, her eyes shining with splendor: "Brother Xue has an heir!"

It was originally two chapters, but everyone said they wanted to finish it in one go, so I wrote this section in one go and posted it together.