I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 71 The Real Demon
clang!
There was a cry of swords clashing, and a blindfolded woman wearing tattered white dark clothes suddenly rushed out of the crowd, rushed directly into the chaos, and rescued Xiu Niang.

She was extremely skilled in swordsmanship and her attacks were extremely fast. She cut down and stabbed several people in the blink of an eye.

"Sister Luqiu? Why are you here?"

Xiu Niang was overwhelmed with joy, she cut off a warrior's weapon with the magic short sword in her hand, then jumped into the air and kicked the man fiercely.

Xiu Niang is still too kind-hearted to kill her.

Lu Qiuming smiled slightly, stabbed one person with his sword, and said with a cool smile: "Didn't Boyu introduce me to the martial arts school as a teacher? How could I not come!"

Xun Feipeng brandished Song Boyu's long sword, and he cut off the weapons of several people in succession. Without mercy, he directly chopped off the heads of three people, covered their bodies with blood, and laughed heartily:
"Okay, okay, Miss Luqiu, you are a hundred times better than those courageous men. From today on, we are brothers and sisters in the same martial arts school."

At this moment, Song Boyu was surrounded by three hall owners. He suddenly closed his eyes, no longer held back his hands, and opened his mind.

Everything outside must be visible and meticulous, everything seems to have slowed down, and in his opinion, it is almost a flaw.

Song Boyu's golden energy is really rich and exuberant, just such an ordinary nourishment of the spirit has already made his mind a little strange.

Relying on this almost perverted mentality, Song Boyu had already gone toe-to-toe with the owners of Huang, Chen and Wo martial arts schools without exposing his true strength.

Sweat broke out on the Chen Family Pavilion Master's forehead, and he felt that it was becoming more and more difficult. It was so difficult for three people to surround one person, and he felt that something was really wrong.

The next second, Song Boyu's sword blade suddenly turned into gold, almost cutting off the weapons of the three people in the lightning flint, and then the momentum continued, instantly cutting off Guanzhu Chen's hands.

The situation suddenly changed in an instant.

Song Boyu gained the upper hand and showed no mercy. He jumped up and did a split with his legs in the air, kicking Huang and Wo away. The long sword in his hand came down from top to bottom and inserted directly into the abdominal cavity of Hall Master Chen from his neck.

Then he drew out the long sword with his left hand, drew a perfect arc, and cut off the arm of the head of the Huang family. The index finger of his right hand was straightened, and the essence came out of the body, gathering and not dissipating. It hit the head of the Wo family in the middle, leaving a finger-thick wound. Blood hole.

"The museum owner is dead, run!"

"This demon is so powerful, it leaves the green hills without worrying about having firewood!"

……

I don't know who took the lead in shouting, but the rest of the people immediately dispersed.

Song Boyu didn't go after them, he just locked onto the broken-armed Huang Family Pavilion Master and slowly walked up to him.

The owner of the Huang Family Pavilion knelt down with a plop, his desire to survive overwhelming everything else. No matter the owner or the famous figure in the martial arts world, it was better to live.

"Don't, don't kill..."

boom!
Xun Feipeng was covered in blood, and a white rainbow ghost's hand directly hit the head of the head of Huang's house. He looked around like a hell Shura and shouted:

"The first culprit must be eliminated, and the rest will be ignored. The life and death duel in the martial arts hall is here. The martial artists of the three families of Huang, Chen, and Wo will get out of the city from now on. The martial arts hall will be closed and a plaque will be presented. Don't say it was unforeseen."

Hualeshan was completely stupid. He was so arrogant before, but now he is so frightened, especially when he saw that Song Boyu and the others really dared to kill people, and after killing many people, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he fell down. Can't stand up anymore.

Song Boyu held a long sword in his hand and slowly approached Huashan. The long sword was dripping with blood slowly on the ground.

The other martial artists who were watching were also dumbfounded, such a big change happened in such a short period of time.

People who don't understand the whole story think that it's all because of the conflict between this vain young man and Song Boyu, which makes people feel that it's not worth it.

"It's this person who caused today's catastrophe." Someone pointed at Huale Mountain and reprimanded loudly.

"This man is just a frivolous nobleman, how can he cause such a disaster?" Some people were puzzled and kept sighing.

"You don't know, but he is the youngest son of Hua Chengyilang, the prefect's Yamen, and a real official son."

"Speaking of which, this frivolous young man can only add fuel to the flames. The real root of the disaster was laid during the Jin Kui Dou Yong. Listen to me..."

Song Boyu didn't pay attention to everyone's comments. He had already opened his eyes and stared at Huale Mountain.

Hualeshan's face was pale, his crotch was wet, and the smell of urine spread.

He was trembling all over, lying on the ground, waving his hands, but speaking very clearly:

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me. I didn't sign a life and death certificate with you. I'm not from their martial arts school. Killing me is against the king's law. My father will not let you go!"

Song Boyu wanted to kill him, but reality was not a fantasy. Those warriors could be killed, but this man really couldn't be killed, at least not in public, openly and honestly.

Although he can't be killed, he can't make him feel better either, Song Boyu leaned over to stare at Huale Mountain with a trace of murderous sincerity between his brows flowing in his eyes.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​​​blood are pressing towards Hualeshan again. Combined with Song Boyu's current image, he instantly becomes an invincible and eternally tormented real demon in Hualeshan's eyes.

He shed tears of pain and knelt in his own yellow soup, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

After a long time, Song Boyu said solemnly: "Young Master Hua, you seem to have forgotten what our lottery prize is. It's not me you should kowtow and apologize to."

At this time, Ba Ang took out the deed and walked to Hualeshan: "1000 taels of silver, give it to Brother Boyu! Then kowtow to our Xiu Niang sister and admit your mistake, and slap a thousand slaps on your face, and you will be cleared."

Hualeshan just wanted to survive and did not dare to refute at all. He just begged: "I really don't have 1000 taels of silver now. Can you give it a break? How about a hold? I will kowtow first and admit my mistake. I am a beast!"

He kowtowed, slapped his mouth hard, and crawled towards Xiu Niang crying.

Xiu Niang frowned, disgusted, and took a step back: "Kowtow from a distance, and don't get so close."

All the onlookers laughed heartily when they saw such a noble young man like this.

Xun Feipeng clasped his fists at everyone present, and then looked at his eldest cousin Xun Feilong coldly: "All my friends in the martial arts world are here to bear witness. This elder brother of mine is ruthless and unjust. He stands by and is cold and indifferent to his brothers of the same race. Today I am with him." Cut it in two, from today on the Xunshi Martial Arts School and the Xueya Martial Arts School will be divided into two sects, and they will no longer have anything to do with each other!"

Xun Feilong had a sullen face, his face was dripping with tears, and he snorted coldly. He really had no shame standing here, and walked away with Xun's people.

Hualeshan was still kowtowing, slapping himself, and cursing himself.

It wasn't until the official from the Fuguo Yamen arrived that he finally stopped, and ran to the official, crying for his father and mother: "I am the son of Hua Chengyilang, the magistrate's yamen. They killed many, many people, and now they want to kill many people." If you kill me, catch them quickly, catch them all and hang them all!”

(End of this chapter)