The Greatest Uncle of All Heavens

Chapter 166

After stabilizing his figure, Geng Wanzhong's hand holding the sword still trembled a little, his tiger's mouth shattered, and blood flowed out. He couldn't help looking at the young man in his 20s who stood beside Cheng Wuxue in horror.

The young man was wearing a slightly shabby green robe, with a handsome face and cold eyes, and the sword in his hand was even more icy cold, and his whole body exuded a sharp aura, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

"So it's Blood Soul Sword Han Qinghan brother!" Seeing clearly the appearance of the green-robed youth, Shi Qing couldn't help but greeted politely.

Blood Soul Sword Han Qing?Everyone in the Snow Mountain Sect could not help but change their expressions slightly when they heard this, they have been in the Central Plains for some time, so naturally they have heard about some new masters in the arena.This Han Qing, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, had become famous in the world with his blood-killing eight-style swordsmanship a few years ago.In the past few years, countless masters in the rivers and lakes, the great thief Kou died in his hands.

According to the rumors, Han Qing's swordsmanship is fierce and fierce, with a strong smell of killing. As soon as his sword is unsheathed, he will surely kill with blood, turning his opponent into a ghost immediately, so there is blood The title of Soul Sword.

However, no one knew his background, nor his teacher's inheritance, and no one had seen the blood-killing eight-style swordsmanship before.

But today, he suddenly appeared and even blocked Geng Wanzhong. Was he going to fight against the Xueshan faction for Xuan Tie Ling?
However, unexpectedly, Geng Wanzhong, who had been forced to retreat with a sword, did not make another move, but put his sword back into its sheath, turned around and saluted Cheng Wuxue respectfully and shouted: "Brother!"

"Yeah!" Cheng Wuxue nodded and smiled, looked at Han Qing with satisfaction and said, "Yes, your swordsmanship has improved a lot. It seems that the swordsmanship of killing people can only improve faster in killing people. However, Although your strike is strong enough, it is not fast enough! Don’t blindly pursue the strength of your swordsmanship, you must also practice the internal strength that I taught you. Only when your internal strength is strong enough can your swordsmanship be more powerful.”

What?Listening to Cheng Wuxue's lecture-like evaluation of Han Qing, everyone in the Xueshan School and Shi Qing and his wife couldn't help being stunned.Could it be that Han Qing's swordsmanship and martial arts were taught by Cheng Wuxue?Is he Cheng Wuxue's apprentice?Kecheng Wuxue is the leader of the beggar gang!Could it be that Han Qing also belonged to the Beggar Gang?I never heard that Han Qing was born in the beggar gang!
"Yes, brother, I understand, I will definitely cultivate my internal strength hard in the future," Han Qing was very respectful and obedient, making it impossible for people to see that he was actually a swordsman with blood on his hands.

Cheng Wuxue, who pointed Han Qing, turned to look at Shi Qing, Geng Wanzhong and others and said indifferently: "Why, you are still not leaving? Wait until I treat you to dinner?"

Han Qing also turned his head and looked at them coldly, making the Shi Qing couple and the Xueshan faction who were stunned to say goodbye.

But at this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded: "Little brother is young, and his swordsmanship is amazing! But give me the black iron order!"

Before the words fell, a figure had already come in front of Han Qing, forcing him to draw his sword quickly, the sharp sword light lit up, and at the same time there was a low-pitched collision sound, Han Qing stepped back in shock, and that The person who made the attack suddenly also took a step back: "Hey, the swordsmanship is amazing, and the internal strength is also good!"

At this time, everyone saw his appearance clearly.I saw this person wearing a green robe and a short beard. He was about fifty years old. Cheng Wuxue with Tie Ling's expression remained indifferent: "You taught him the inner strength of swordsmanship?"

"Xie Yanke, if you don't believe me, come and try it and you will know," Cheng Wuxue said with a light smile, turning to look at the man in green robe.

Hearing this, Xie Yanke, who narrowed his eyes lightly, couldn't help humming and dodged forward, slapped his palm, and flicked his sleeve towards the black iron order in Cheng Wuxue's hand.

Peng.. Cheng Wuxue, who blocked Xie Yanke's palm with the back of his hand, swiped the black iron token directly towards his wrist like a weapon with the back of his hand. The speed was so fast, and the moves were changing and accurate, that Xie Yanke hurriedly withdrew it. Hand, wanting to flex his fingers to play the black iron token, Cheng Wuxue's hand turned over slowly, and the black iron token in his hand swiped at Xie Yanke's finger again.

In this way, the two of you come and go, their moves are changing, and they are retractable, and they have exchanged twenty or thirty moves, but they didn't touch each other at all.

After a while, Xie Yanke finally sighed, stepped back, looked at Cheng Wuxue with a complicated expression, and said, "This old man can't even touch Your Excellency's hand because of the word 'flipping'." I don't even have any 'supernatural powers'. I'm afraid that if I practice for another ten years, I won't be your opponent. Your Excellency is amazingly talented, so it's no wonder that you can teach such an outstanding disciple."

"Thank you, Daxia. Han Qing is just my little brother. Although I taught him a few sword skills and an internal skill, it is because he has good aptitude and comprehension, otherwise it would be difficult for him to achieve such achievements," Cheng Wuxue said. He smiled lightly.

Xie Yanke, who was noncommittal, focused his eyes on the Black Tie Token in Cheng Wuxue's hand: "With your martial arts skills, there should be nothing I need to do. Please return this Black Tie Token!"

"Hehe.. I really don't need you to do anything for me. But, just give it to Daxia Xie, isn't it a waste? It's a pity that the Black Tie Token is useless," Cheng Wu said with a smile, as if he had pondered for a while Xue suddenly threw out the Black Tie Token in his hand, and it happened to be thrown into the arms of the little beggar in the corner outside: "Little guy, this thing is for you."

Everyone was stunned, Xie Yanke couldn't help but frowned and looked at Cheng Wuxue unexpectedly, seeing him smiling at him, his figure moved to the side of the little beggar, and grabbed the beggar who was at a loss left.

"Let's go!" Cheng Wuxue, who got up with a smile after Xie Yanke left with the little beggar bastard, greeted Han Qing, and at the same time gave instructions to the old cake seller Wu Daotong to go out: "Cook, let's go! Remember to pack all the scones you have made, and we will eat them on the way back."

Seeing Cheng Wuxue coming out, Shi Qing and his wife couldn't help stepping aside, even everyone from the Snow Mountain Sect moved aside, not daring to stop them.

"Huh? This girl should be the heroine Hua Wanzihua, right?" From the corner of her eyes, she noticed a pretty and beautiful young woman among the Xueshan faction. Cheng Wuxue, who raised her eyebrows lightly, couldn't help laughing: " Not bad! I just joined the Snow Mountain School and learned some ineffective swordsmanship. It’s a pity. With those two sword skills, I can’t walk in the rivers and lakes, right? Miss Hua, why don’t you leave the Snow Mountain School and join my beggars’ gang. How about I pass on a superior internal skill to you?"

Hua Wanzi was taken aback, but couldn't help but said in a deep voice with a cold expression: "I, Hua Wanzi, was born as a member of the Xueshan Sect and died as a ghost of the Xueshan Sect. How can I betray the Xueshan Sect and join other gangs?" ?”

"I can also teach you one or two martial arts skills that are enough to make you cross the rivers and lakes. Miss Hua really doesn't think about it?" Cheng Wuxue then asked with a smile.

"It's a joke, if my senior sister Hua is a dignified disciple of the Xueshan sect, can I be a beggar with you?" A disciple of the Xueshan sect couldn't help but sneer: "Could it be that you have taken a fancy to my senior sister Hua and want to take her with you?" Go back and be a beggar woman?"

Cheng Wuxue was not angry when she heard this, but said with a smile: "If she doesn't think I'm a beggar, it's not bad to be my wife!"

The Snow Mountain Sect disciple was choked up when he heard that, and Hua Wanzi couldn't help but stare at Cheng Wuxue with her pretty face flushed: "You"

(End of this chapter)