Vol 2 Chapter 85: Drawing knife

Jin Fatzi knows the origin of this guqin, does not dare to touch it hard, and his body is agile to hide to the side, giving a speed that is inconsistent with the body shape.
call!
The guqin went on the go, and when it banged, it broke the wooden wall of the rogue pavilion into a wooden hole with a large bowl. The wood on the wall of this rogue is made of the best sandalwood of hundreds of years, a whole piece of wood, worth a thousand dollars.
The fat man looked at the big hole, feeling the blood in his heart, ran to the hole, his hands were bigger than the size, and he wanted to calculate how much money was lost.
"Scratch! Just the silver ticket that has been smashed, you have to lose half of it." After the fat man scored the size, he cried out in pain.
boom!
The Guqin, which has already flown out, flew back again after brushing. This time, the strength became even bigger, and a hole appeared again on the wooden wall.
The fat man was very sad and lost his voice: "It’s over, and it’s half lost. Today, it’s not earned.

Guqin returned to the small hand, Su Xiaoxiao sitting on the bench, the white and pure face, his eyes closed and intoxicated, his hands gently touch the strings.
Ding!
She suddenly opened her eyes, her hands quickly plucked the strings, and a passionate tune of the Jin Ge Tie Ma Sha, suddenly sounded, and the tone slowly rose, instantly bringing people to the battlefield.
through! through! through!
A sound wave, as the strings rang, spread out toward the surrounding, and the fat man screamed in the heart, and finished, the mouth of this man got into trouble.
The voice in his heart just fell, and in the fourth floor, as the decorative antique porcelain, the smashing of the scorpion began to break, and no one can be avoided.
At the end, the sound of the piano is getting higher and higher, and the gas of killing is getting heavier and heavier. In addition to the table where Su Xiaoxiao is located on the fourth floor, all of them are vacated and flew into the air.
jump!
Su Xiaoxiao's heavy ending, all the wooden tables and wooden chairs in the air, shattered, countless sawdust flying in the air, after a long time, slowly fell.
The fat man has always smiled on his face. At this moment, he did not see any blood, and it was pale. It seemed to fall at any time, which was extremely funny.
A small beggar next to him, hurry to help him, whispered: "The young master should not be too distressed, the treasurer knows that Su Xiaoxiao is coming, guess that you will make her angry, so replace all these antiques in advance. The product."
The fat man’s eyes moved and said:
Really, this is too much to understand me.

"Really."
When Kim Fatko heard this, the spirit came suddenly, and the smile on his face recovered. But then he said bitterly: "Others are fake, but these two holes, no matter how fake, or a loss. !"
"Dead fat, don't give me over." Su Xiaoxiao finished all this, only to feel that his mood has improved, the Guqin is collected, and snarled.
Jin Fatzi now has some temper, and hurriedly ran over, smiled and said: "Little girl, what is the order, fat brother promises to make you satisfied."
Su Xiaoxiao’s eyebrows stunned and glanced at him:
Just the boy, what is the relationship with you.

The fat man is afraid to play tricks and honestly said: "I just met today and want to do business with him. I only know that he is Xiao Chen, but I don't know."
Xiao Chen? When Su Xiaoxiao heard the name, he felt a certain move in his heart, and his face suddenly showed a smile. This casual smile, such as flowers, was beautiful, and the fat man almost looked around.
Su Xiaoxiao looked at the fat dementia of Jin Fatzi, and couldn’t help but scorn, and asked: "What do you know about the ancient ruins that Baijia said?"
Jin Dabo came back to God and said: "I know that the people of Baijia got a treasure map, but they didn't have the strength to enter, so they invited the three forces of Dongpu and went to visit the remains."
"However, I don't know who is the white house who has leaked the wind. Now the news has been known to everyone. The big forces in Xihe and Nanling are coming over, even there are people in the palace. Going here."
Su Xiao was careful and shocked. The remains of the ancient people were so powerful that it was too big. It seems that it is not easy to want to smash this water.
Baishuicheng, Xicheng District, an independent small courtyard.
There was a erect wooden stick in the courtyard. Xiao Chen held the moonshadow knife and looked at the wooden stick in front of him. The momentum converges to the extreme.
laugh! Pull the knife!
Xiao Chen’s eyes suddenly condensed, and the moonshadow knife in his hand suddenly pulled out, slashing over the wooden stick, and the thick wooden stick was cut off.
brush! brush! brush!
Xiao Chen was quick to smash three knives. When the fourth knife fell, the wooden stick swayed a few times, then swayed down.
Just a simple four-knife, Xiao Chen’s forehead was covered with sweat and wiped the sweat. Xiao Chen muttered:
It’s still not working, it’s been half a month, no progress.

This independent small courtyard was bought after Xiao Chen came to Baishuicheng. After he settled down. I immediately began to sort out the martial arts and exercises I learned since I came to the world. I found that I was too mixed.
He decided to re-consolidate and not rush back to the realm of Shangpinwu. It would be better to use this opportunity to re-take the foundation.
The martial arts that were derived from the source of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sects.
He hasn't really understood it until now, he can only imitate the fur, and can't turn it into a part of his body.
After using it more, he found that with his current realm, for him, the disadvantages outweigh the benefits. In the long run, he will completely lose himself and be lost in these foreign martial arts.
Therefore, he is now specializing in the knives of the knives and the dragons and the clouds. The cultivation of Qinglong Tengyunyu has been practiced in a secluded place in the wild forest.
The running knife method is not very demanding on the practice site, so when he comes back to rest, he will practice in the yard.
Run the knife method, pay attention to one go, and gather the momentum to the extreme, and then use the rushing thunder to release the previously issued moves, the accumulated energy, and the explosive release.
This is a very brave martial art. If you can use the three squadrons and all of them, you will exert this explosive power to the extreme, double the growth, and even surpass the general martial arts in the end.
However, he found that this knife method has a fatal flaw, that is, the first stroke is to pull the knife. If the enemy cannot be broken, then all the moves behind it will not be necessary.
The momentum is exhausted, why is it a trick!
Xiao Chen remembered some of the swordsmen of ancient China and cultivated the skills of the knife. He felt that the reason was the same, and he got the world and practiced it.
This erected wooden stick, which looks like the thickness of the arm, is actually very light. It is a special kind of wood on the Tianwu continent. As long as the power of a piece of feathers is reached, it can be pushed.
What Xiao Chen has to do is to get out quickly in a very short period of time. In the case of cutting off the stick, the stick can still not fall, which seems to be a simple knife, but it takes a lot of spirit.
In the more than a month of the visit to Baishuicheng, Xiao Chen has been practicing the first stroke of the knives and knives for more than half a month. The number of knives per day is not less than one thousand.
From the initial encounter with the wooden stick, it can be slowly pulled out, until now it can continue to pull out four knives, and then has been stagnant.
Shaking his head, Xiao Chen re-erected the wooden stick and continued to practice the first move of the rushing knife. The sun above his head fell into the West unconsciously.
The red sky of the road dyed the sky into a red fire, and the sunset was red with the whole sky. Xiao Chen still repeats the same movements, tireless, and does not know the passage of time.
The day was completely dark, and Xiao Chen stopped the movement in his hand. The clothes on his body were all wet with sweat, only the arm was sore.
Did not rest immediately, Xiao Chen sat on the ground and crossed his legs into the state of cultivation. After this body reaches the limit, it will often receive unexpected results after practicing again.
An hour later, Xiao Chen’s purple thunder was in the body and it had been running for several big days. When I opened my eyes, the sweat on my body had already evaporated, the blood in my body was boiling, and the pain of my soreness in my arms disappeared completely.
call!
Xiao Chen got up, took a long breath, moved his arm, and the bones of the whole body smashed the time, making a squeaking sound, and the feeling of refreshingness, into the mind of Xiao Chen.
flutter!
Xiaobai, who has been standing on the stone table, saw Xiao Chen's cultivation, and quickly jumped down and rushed to his arms, full of spiritual eyes, and a faint glow in the night.
Xiao Chen smiled and hugged it, and after teasing it, he took it into the soul.
Just as Xiao Chen was preparing to go back to sleep, a murderous murder came from afar. Xiao Chen brows his head and stretches his mind to the place where the murder is sourced.
In the night, a figure, holding a wide knife in the hand, jumping on the roof constantly, heading toward Xiaochen's small courtyard, flying fast.
After Xiao Chen saw the face of this person, he sneered in his heart. This person is another servant of Jiang Muheng, that is, the guy who boasted a slap in the face and could kill Xiao Chen.
The power of the Jiang family was really strong in Baishuicheng. After half a day, he found his home. It seems that he can’t stay here.
Looking at the figure is getting closer and closer, Xiao Chen slowly stood under the corner of the courtyard door, and the whole body converges. The black moonshadow knife in the hand does not see a slight luster in the night.
Boom!
The figure came from a roof and steadily landed on the wall of Xiao Chen. He did not rush to release the perception.
Somewhat strange, he did not sense any figure in the courtyard, muttering: "Is the news wrong, no, it should be that this kid has not come back, I will go down and ambush."
Pull the knife!
Just as he jumped down, in the darkness, suddenly a bright electric light was shining, and a piece of knives with an imposing momentum, if it was shocking, he would not be able to react to his body. Two halves.
The knife was so fast that he was cut into two halves of the torso, not immediately separated in the air, he did not even feel any pain.
After landing, the legs were carrying the lower body, and with the momentum of the jump, they ran for several meters. After a moment, his face was horrified, and he stared at his legs that ran to the front.
He turned his head and saw Xiao Chen’s cold eyes at the moment when the electric light disappeared.