Chapter 4: Four Return to Hengshan South

The breeze blows, the bright moon hangs high, bringing a hint of coolness to the scorching summer day. The firelight and the shouts of killing in the distance gradually weakened.w w w .  .c Reading Net. Lin Pingzhi looked at Wei Zimu but was ready to take action. He had long been unhappy with this little guy. Just those two moves, he dared to face his nostrils and look down on others. If he didn't teach him a lesson, he would not guarantee that he would feel that he was the best in the world and go directly to trouble Dongfang Bubai. At the same time, Wei Zimu thought so in his heart.

"This is also considered saving his life and doing good deeds!" Lin Pingzhi and Wei Zimu called out at the same time. If the little girl Ziyan knew the common idea of ​​Lin Pingzhi and Wei Zimu, she would probably have laughed out loud, because the two people who couldn't stand each other could actually think of one another, which already shows that there is a similar part of their personality.

Lin Pingzhi raised his head slightly and looked down at Wei Zimu, which made him feel unhappy. Then Lin Pingzhi said, "I won't let others bully the small with the big, nor will I bully you with the big, I will only use one move. If you can take it, today's affairs will be put aside."

Wei Zimu almost turned his nose awkward when he heard this, thinking that this kid's words were even worse than his junior brother. Of course, he didn't know that Bai Jin had learned from Lin Pingzhi in those moments. Wei Zimu glared at the same time and said, "Come on, if you want to come, even though I am not as good as Linghu Chong that day, you can't despise it at will."

Lin Pingzhi shook his head and said, "Face is not given by others, but earned by yourself. What does it have to do with others despise or not? If you have songs, I would rather teach thousands of people to hate them than scold me. Looking at the world for five thousand years, where does heroes not kill people? Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering one is a hero. Slaughtering nine million is a hero. I have a sword in my heart, so I will naturally stand tall and stand on the sky and the Kunlun sword, and I will be proud of the storm!" Lin Pingzhi became more and more excited as he said, "When there is a sword in his heart, Lin Pingzhi stretched out his right hand and slowly opened it. He saw an extremely dazzling and radiant mini sword appearing between Lin Pingzhi's palm. The sword is very short, not as long as Lin Pingzhi's fingers, it is dazzling and transparent, as if it is virtual and real. Lin Pingzhi's right hand slowly raised to his chest, looked at Wei Zimu, and shouted softly: "Go!"

I saw the sword slowly flying out of Lin Pingzhi's palm, and bit by bit across the distance between the two, stabbing Wei Zimu.

Wei Zimu's eyes widened, and a great terror between life and death filled his heart. His eyes were staring at the dazzling small sword. The small sword flew very slowly. Not to mention the speed of a martial arts master, it probably wasn't as fast as a child, but Ren Wei Zimu used all his strength and could not pull his legs or dodge sideways.

It was not Lin Pingzhi's sword intent that flew slowly, but Lin Pingzhi's sword intent was almost reaching a nerve reflex that surpassed Wei Zimu. All Wei Zimu could do was to temporarily mobilize the true energy in his body, and then watch the sword intent pierce into his body.

All of this was another world in the eyes of the boy in the distant house. He heard Lin Pingzhi start to speak, and before Lin Pingzhi finished speaking, he reached out to make a stream of light. Before his eyes caught up with the stream of light, Wei Zimu was already shocked, and then a trace of blood slowly flowed out of his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouths.

"Sword Intent!" Looking at Wei Zimu who was bleeding from seven orifices, the young man in black also trembled all over. He was chased by Wei Zimu before, but Wei Zimu was severely injured by sword intent without ever seeing him. Such martial arts are simply horrifying. The young man is also a sword practitioner, knowing what sword intent represents, it is the highest realm of swords. It is the realm of no sword in his hand and sword in his heart. Not to mention that flying flowers and leaves can hurt people, Lin Pingzhi did not even spit out the mouth, but he had already hurt Wei Zimu. Such a realm is no longer something that a young man can guess or recognize.

"Bada, sbang." Two drops of blood dripped on Wei Zimu's left hand. Wei Zimu had just come to his senses and slowly pulled away his sword and stood with a complicated face. Wei Zimu had no external injuries, and there was only a hole the size of a little finger in his clothes. He reached out and touched it and found that his chest had only been pierced with oil. When he looked up again, Lin Pingzhi was gone, and even Bai Jin disappeared. Wei Zimu smiled sadly, shook his head, and turned slowly. His movements were a little stiff, like an unoiled robot, barely controlling his entire body, and then he continued to grow

The street walked into the shadow step by step. A quarter of an hour later, the boy in black who was lying on the roof exhaled a mouthful of white air conditioning. The boy's eyelashes, eyebrows, cheeks, and hands had white frost marks, and his body was frozen into a black color. After a while, the boy recovered, rubbed his hands constantly to keep warm, and whispered to himself: "What a powerful murderous aura, what a powerful sword intent! I have to do it! In the end, I just met him, and my whole body was frozen by his murderous intent. Fortunately, the son of the turtle took action, otherwise I would have finished the ball too."

Lin Pingzhi had already brought a few people back to the rented courtyard. Lin Pingzhi glanced at Bai Jin and said, "I asked you to send a letter to kill someone, but it actually made a shout of killing all over the city. I was still chased. You are really promising. I'm afraid that the person you asked you to kill was not killed, right?"

Bai Jin was also a little embarrassed and whispered: "Senior Brother, you are really imaginary!"

Lin Pingzhi curled his lips and said, "Stop flattering."

Dongfang Piaoxue smiled and said, "That man thinks he has some connection with that man just now. Junior Brother Bai is nothing to encounter a tough trick, just not hurt. If I guess correctly, that person should be Wei Zimu, the head disciple of Wudang Sect. His talent is known as the number one person in the Wudang Sect in nearly 50 years. Junior Brother Bai ran back completely under his hands and stabbed him with a sword. He is already proud. Pingzhi, don't be angry with him."

Bai Jin looked embarrassed and thought for a while and said, "Sister-in-law, this is not the case. The senior brother asked me to go to the escort agency to deliver the letter, so I went to the escort agency to hand over the letter to Liu Biaotou. Later, I was going to find trouble for the Black Tiger Gang protector Zhang Jinliang, so I asked Liu Biaotou where the Black Tiger Gang chief hall was. Liu Biaotou immediately became interested and wanted to ask carefully. I said that Zhang Jinliang offended my senior brother, and I was ordered to trouble him, and I didn't say anything else. As for the opportunity to attack the Black Tiger Gang that day with the King Village in the chaos, it was also the news that Liu Biaotou was reported. Zhang Jinliang left the restaurant, turned around and ran out of the city after he ran back to the gang." Then Bai Jin talked about the process of his urging the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, and the process of the two fighting after Wei Zimu appeared.

After hearing this, Lin Pingzhi said strangely: "So, Wei Zimu is just passing by, looking for trouble if he has nothing to do?"

Bai Jin thought for a while, laughed out loud, and nodded, "No, it should be considered as having nothing to do."

Lin Pingzhi's face was a little strange, and after a while he sighed, "It's his fault that he should be unlucky, and he was shot even if he was lying down. The Wudang Sect really has the tradition of looking for trouble. The Chonglou was like this back then, and Wei Zimu is like this today. However, if I get my sword intent, no matter how good my talent is, I will have to be given a three-layer discount. Thirty years later, I have lost a top master."

Dongfang Piaoxue asked, "Is the sword intent so powerful? Can't his master Chongxu Zhenren pull out the sword intent?"

Lin Pingzhi shook his head and said, "I just calculated that his master took action. If his master had no choice, hey, I'm afraid his martial arts will be half of it!"

Even the little girl who had never cared about martial arts took a deep breath. Bai Jin and Dongfang Piaoxue were even more shocked. After a while, Dongfang Piaoxue grabbed Lin Pingzhi's hand and said, "This skill is too harmful to the heavens. If you don't use it in the future, don't use it."

Lin Pingzhi looked at her and nodded and said, "Okay, wait until I practice to receive and receive freely, or when I encounter a huge crisis."

Bai Jin asked at this time: "Senior Brother, that Black Tiger Gang protector?"

Lin Pingzhi waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's just a fool. If you escape, you will escape. It's also considered him smart. I'll talk about it when you see it in the future."

Jin nodded. On the second day, the four of them continued to go south, passing through Xiangyang and passing Jingmen. In a day, they arrived at the Yangtze River. Then they abandoned their horses and took a boat, went down the river, passed Yueyang and went straight to Xiangtan, and reached the foot of Hengshan Mountain for more than ten days. Looking at the towering and steep Hengshan Mountain in the rain, Lin Pingzhi and Bai Jin were in a good mood, "Hengshan, I'm back!" The two of them shouted loudly at the same time.

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