Chapter 18 Sixteenth Deathstroke

The bell stopped, but the lingering sound is still there.Fu Hongxue had already arrived outside the gate of Tianlong Ancient Temple. Although the dark gray ancient buildings are outdated, the grandeur of the past can still be vaguely imagined.In the courtyard, a huge tripod was covered with green spots, and the stone steps were also covered with moss. Although it looked a bit desolate and desolate, the majestic hall still stood tall like a mountain, and the courtyard pillars in the corridor were as strong as a tiger's waist. How could this ancient temple that has gone through many vicissitudes suddenly collapse?

"Of course what the crazy monk said was crazy." The gods enshrined in the main hall have not enjoyed the incense of human meat for a long time, but they are still high above, overlooking the grief and ignorance of human beings.The corners of the temple were already covered with cobwebs, and the old veil was fluttering in the wind. No human voice could be heard, nor could anyone be seen. What about the bell ringer? Fu Hongxue stood silently in front of the statue, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. He suddenly wanted to kneel down in front of this gilded and peeled Buddha statue, praying for safety, for Zhuo Yuzhen and her children.

This was the first time in his life that he became so devout, but he did not kneel down, because at this moment, there was a sudden "click" sound outside the hall. He turned his head, and saw a flash of saber light flying outside like a shocking rainbow and lightning.Where the knife light passed, the courtyard pillar as thick as a tiger's waist was cut off immediately, only the sound of "click, click" was heard, and the mountain-like hall suddenly began to shake. He raised his head, and immediately found that the huge beam on the temple had tilted down. What the crazy monk said was not crazy.The light of the flying knife flashed around the main hall, this ancient temple that stood for thousands of years is really about to collapse!

What kind of knife is that?There is such a terrifying power! Fu Hongxue held his saber tightly! This knife was originally a unparalleled sharp weapon in the world, but this knife has absolutely no such terrifying power! With a loud "boom", a corner of the hall collapsed. But Fu Hongxue didn't fall down.Mountains can collapse and the ground can be cracked, but some people will never fall. Another corner of the hall collapsed, rubble and dust flew, and the swallows on the beams had already flown out. Fu Hongxue still stood motionless! Not only is there the Heavenly King Ghost Slaying Knife waiting for him outside, which is enough to make gods angry and ghosts angry, but there are also many unpredictable murderous intentions!

He suddenly sneered. "Miao Zhangui, your sword is a good sword, but you are a moron. Why don't you dare to confront me head-on and fight to the death, but only dare to play tricks behind your back?" The knife light disappeared, but someone outside the hall was also sneering: "As long as you don't die, come see me in the backyard." The Heavenly King who slays ghosts laughed like a ghost crying, and continued word by word: "I will definitely wait for you!" "I will definitely wait for you." The same sentence, the same six words, when spoken by different people, have completely different meanings!

At this moment, Fu Hongxue suddenly thought of the woman wearing the jasmine flower, and remembered the look in her eyes full of pain, sadness and despair when she fell to the ground. She is also human.No matter what kind of person, they would not be willing to suffer that kind of humiliation. In her whole life, wouldn't she always be like being in a crumbling house, with no way in front and no way back, only waiting for the rubble and dust to come down and lay on her body. Fu Hongxue clenched his hands tightly, and suddenly started to walk outside.He walked very slowly, and the way he walked still looked so painful and ugly.But once he started going out, he never stopped.

The portal has collapsed.The flying dust covered his eyes, and he walked slowly through the broken wood and rubble. There was another tremor like heaven and earth cracking, and the center of the hall collapsed. Debris and pieces of wood hit his back like a sharp arrow. He didn't look back.He didn't even bat an eye.This requires not only amazing composure, but also the courage to be absolutely calm!Just because he was calm and courageous, he avoided the first attempt to kill. As soon as he stepped over the threshold of the main hall, at least fifty hidden weapons struck like lightning from outside.

If he turns around in surprise, if he breaks down, he's going to fall. Fall like this majestic temple. ——Courage and confidence are the pillars of human beings, supporting the eternal existence of human beings. ——As long as these two pillars remain unbroken, mankind will never perish! As soon as the hidden weapon was shot down, two flashes of cold light flew towards each other like a startling rainbow. It was a sword and a hook! Fu Hongxue's saber was out of its sheath, the light of the saber cut obliquely, and the others had already jumped out. He didn't dare to stop and look back, he didn't know how many deadly ambushes there were.

The bronze tripod in the yard was still there, his thin body flew out like a javelin and landed behind the tripod. A gust of wind blew, and he felt as cold as a knife, cutting on his shoulders.He lowered his head, only to find that a four-inch long wound had been cut on his shoulder.The swiftness and danger of that sword and hook attack, if one hadn't personally experienced the scene, absolutely no one would have imagined it. Blood was bleeding from his shoulder, and so was the blade.Whose blood is on the blade? The hook is of course Gongsuntu's eagle beak, but the sword is by no means Yang Wuji's ancient sword with pine patterns.

This sword is far faster, more accurate, and more terrifying than Yang Wuji's, not to mention that Yang Wuji's hand holding the sword has been cut off. The wound on Fu Hongxue's shoulder was a sword wound. Who did his sword hurt? The main hall was almost completely collapsed, and when he turned to look, there was no one in sight. If you miss one hit, you will retreat completely!This is not only the rule of Xingxiu Sea, but also the unswerving principle that the veterans abide by! But why didn't the Heavenly King Slaying Ghost Knife no longer appear?He cut the running horse in half with the first blow, and destroyed the hall with the second blow. Why didn't he attack Fu Hongxue?Would he really be waiting for Fu Hongxue in the backyard?

The backyard is elegant and quiet, but there is still no one to be seen.In a verdant mulberry forest, someone sings softly, the song is gentle and euphemistic, which makes people feel sad. There are three Ming Pavilions in the forest, and the doors and windows are all open. Walking into the woods, you can see a god-like giant sitting on a bed near the window. His hair is disheveled and tied with a gold belt. A tiger-skin battle skirt, a pair of leopard eyes are piercing, and a bronze-colored skin is also shining. It looks like a giant who created the world in the ancient times, and also looks like the invincible God of War in Persian mythology. Four women in light shirts and high buns stood by his side.One was holding a gold cup and sitting on his lap, one was combing his hair, one was taking off his boots, and the other was sitting far away under the window, singing in a low voice.They came on the same scooter with the ghost grandma that day.Although they are no longer young, they have the charm of a mature woman. ——If you are not a mature woman, how can you bear this strong giant? A burner of incense was burning in the corner of the room, and on a low table stood a knife with a handle one foot three inches long and a blade seven feet nine inches long. The gorgeous sharkskin scabbard was studded with dazzling jewels. This knife is the Heavenly King Slaying Ghost Knife?This person is Miao Tianwang? Fu Hongxue walked over the fallen leaves slowly. He had seen the man; although his face was still completely expressionless, every nerve in his body was tense. The sword with the power to destroy palaces and cut galloping horses can only be found in mythology, but now it has appeared before his eyes. The woman singing softly under the window only looked back at him, her singing was still the same, but it sounded even more desolate. The woman holding the gold cup suddenly sighed and said, "Why does a good person come here to die!" The woman who combed her hair said coldly: "Because even if he lives, he must have a hard time!" The woman who took off her boots giggled and said, "I like to watch killing people." The woman combing her hair said: "Killing this person may not look good." The woman who took off her boots asked, "Why?" The woman combing her hair said: "Looking at his face, this man may not even have any blood." The woman holding the gold cup said: "Even if there is, it must be cold." The woman who took off her boots was still laughing: "Cold blood is better than no blood. I just hope that he has a little blood. I have always been a woman who is easily satisfied." Fu Hongxue had already walked to the window and stopped. He didn't seem to hear a single word they said. He really didn't hear a word. Because all his spiritual power has been concentrated on this god-like giant. He suddenly asked: "Miao Tianwang?" Miao Tianwang stretched out his huge palm, holding the knife placed on the low table. Fu Hongxue said, "Is this the Heavenly King's Ghost Slaying Knife?" Miao Tianwang said coldly: "Sometimes slash ghosts, sometimes kill people, as long as the knife is out of the sheath, no matter whether it is a person or not, it will surely die under the knife." Fu Hongxue said, "Very good." Miao Tianwangbao showed surprise in his eyes: "Very good?" Fu Hongxue said: "Your saber is already in hand, and I am already under the saber, isn't that not good?" Miao Tianwang smiled: "Very good, indeed very good." Fu Hongxue said, "It's a pity I'm not dead yet." Miao Tianwang said: "Life and death are a matter of an instant. I'm not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry?" Fu Hongxue closed his mouth. The hilt was wrapped with purple silk, like the color of blood when it has clotted. Miao Tianwang caressed the handle of the saber, and said leisurely: "Are you waiting for me to draw the saber?" Fu Hongxue nodded. Miao Tianwang said: "Rumors in the world say that your saber is unparalleled in the world!" Fu Hongxue did not deny it. Miao Tianwang said: "Why didn't you draw your sword first?" Fu Hongxue said, "Because I want to see your knife." ——If I draw the sword first, I'm afraid your sword will never have a chance to get out of its sheath. Although he didn't say this sentence, his meaning was already obvious. Miao Tianwang laughed suddenly, stood up abruptly, and the woman on his lap immediately rolled off the bed. When he stood, he was nine feet tall and his waist was so thick that he couldn't hug him, which made him even more majestic. Only a person like him deserves to use such a knife. Fu Hongxue stood in front of him, like a black leopard in front of a lion. Although the lion is formidable, the leopard never flinches. Miao Tianwang kept laughing and said, "You must let me draw the sword first?" Fu Hongxue nodded. Miao Tianwang said: "You don't regret it?" Fu Hongxue sneered. At this moment, a saber light like lightning rushed towards him in the air! Miao Tianwang's hand was still holding the handle of the knife, and the blade was still in the leather sheath inlaid with pearls and jade.He didn't draw the knife!The saber light flew out from behind Fu Hongxue, like a bolt of lightning suddenly struck in the clear sky. Fu Hongxue was already engrossed in the giant in front of him, how could he have imagined that the light of the saber would strike from behind; the woman singing softly under the window, even though the singing still did not stop, she quietly closed her eyes. She had seen the power of the flash of the flash knife—flesh and blood flew everywhere the knife flashed. She has seen it so many times that she can't bear to watch it anymore!She obviously doesn't really enjoy watching Killing. But when the Flash Saber slashed down, there was no flesh and blood flying across it. Fu Hongxue's body suddenly flew out obliquely, and happened to pass by the edge of the knife light.His knife was also out of its sheath, and he slashed back with his backhand. He had calculated the exact location, and the knife cut out, between the lower abdomen and knees of the man holding the knife behind him.His calculations were never wrong.His knife never misses! But when he sliced ​​it out, he didn't see any blood, only heard a "click" sound, it wasn't the sound of bones being cut, but it was like the sound of bamboo and wood being snapped. The nine-foot-long Heavenly King Ghost Slaying Knife slashed through the air, the tip of the knife touched the ground, and flew out like a startled rainbow. In the startled rainbow-like light of the knife, there seemed to be a short figure flying into the mulberry forest with a shrill laugh! The laughter and the figure disappeared, but there were two chopped wooden sticks on the ground. —Are these the man's legs? — Could it be that the man came here on stilts? Fu Hongxue turned around, the saber was sheathed. The god-like giant had fallen down on the bed, all the majesty and air he had just now were gone.Could this undefeated God of War be nothing more than a paper puppet? Fu Hongxue stared at him and said, "Who is that person?" The giant said: "Miao Tian Wang, he is the real Miao Tian Wang." Fu Hongxue said, "What about you?" The giant said: "I'm just his puppet. The puppet he puts out for others to see is like this knife." He drew his knife. It is really absurd that a wooden knife coated with silver powder is contained in a gorgeous scabbard covered with pearls and jade. Only a madman would do such a thing. Fu Hongxue couldn't help asking: "What kind of person is he? Why did he do such a thing?" The giant bowed his head. The woman holding the golden cup kept pouring wine into the cup, pouring it herself, and drinking it herself. The singing of the woman under the window suddenly stopped, and she said loudly: "They dare not tell you, I will tell you." Her singing voice is clear and beautiful, but now her voice is hoarse with grief and anger: "He is not a man at all, but he desperately fantasizes that he is a man who can satisfy four wives at the same time. He is only three feet and eight inches, but Desperately fantasizing about being a godlike giant. He's doing it because he's nuts." The woman holding the golden cup suddenly clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "Okay, good scolding, very good scolding." She was laughing, but her face was also distorted by pain: "Why don't you just let this man surnamed Fu see how our great husband satisfies us?" The woman who took off her boots suddenly tore open her skirt, and there were marks of whiplash all over her snow-white chest. "That's how he satisfies us!" Her smile was more bleak than crying, "I have always been a woman who is easily satisfied, and I am so satisfied." Fu Hongxue turned around silently, and walked out silently.He couldn't bear to look any longer, and he couldn't bear to listen to it any longer. He suddenly thought of the girl wearing jasmine.They are all the same, devastated and ravaged. In the eyes of men, they are shameless women. ——Are they shameless, is it just because they are enduring the ravages of men? ——No matter how crazy the ravages are, they can't bear it, because they can't resist at all, and there is nowhere to escape.Is this shameless?Just shameless? The women were shouting: "Why don't you save us? Why don't you take us away?" Fu Hongxue didn't look back. It wasn't that he didn't want to save them, but there was nothing he could do.Their problems cannot be solved by anyone. ——As long as there are "shameless" men in this world, there must be "shameless" women like them. This is the fundamental problem, and this problem will never be solved. Fu Hongxue didn't look back, just because he couldn't help but vomit again.He knew the only way to save them was not to take them away.Only by killing Miao Tianwang can they truly be freed. There are newly fallen branches and leaves on the ground, which were cut off by the blade, which is the blade of the Heavenly King's Ghost Slaying Knife. He chased after these traces. Miao Tianwang may have gone far away, what he is chasing is not Miao Tianwang, but a target.He knew that as long as he was breathing, he would never give up on this goal! Now he understood why Yan Nanfei had to kill Gong Ziyu. What they want to kill is not a certain person, but the crime and violence that person represents.Passing through the mulberry forest and walking out of the backyard, a man was standing among the rubble of the main hall, looking at him with a silly smile. "Even the thousand-year-old temple has collapsed, why are you still alive? What are you waiting for?" His moon-white monk robe was dripping with ink, but he was holding a freshly bloomed flower in his hand. A fresh and pure little flower. A little yellow flower. ——A hut at the foot of the mountain has bamboo fences and firewood doors, and a few clusters of yellow flowers. —It was planted by a little girl, a little girl with big eyes and long braids. Fu Hongxue's heart sank, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the hand holding the knife clenched even tighter. "Where did this flower come from?" "People come from nowhere, so of course flowers also come from nowhere!" The mad monk was still laughing foolishly, and suddenly threw the flower in his hand to Fu Hongxue. "Let's see what kind of flower this flower is." "I can't see it." "This is a sad parting flower." "Where is this kind of flower in the world?" Fu Hongxue's hand holding the flower was cold. "Yes, since there are people in this world who are sad and parting, how can there be no flowers of parting?" The mad monk stopped laughing, and his eyes were filled with an indescribable sadness: "Since there are flowers of sadness and parting in this world, those who hold them will inevitably be sad and parting." Fu Hongxue grasped the flower branch with two fingers, but his hand didn't move, and there was no wind here. But the petals suddenly fell one by one, and the flower branches withered. These hands were originally the hands with which he drew his sword, and the power of these hands was enough to destroy all life. The mad monk's grief was even stronger: "Flowers come from where they came from, and they have gone to where they have gone. What about people? Why don't they go back?" Fu Hongxue said, "Where are we going back?" The crazy monk said: "Where you came from, you should go back to where you came from. Maybe it's too late to go back now." Fu Hongxue said, "What can I do in time?" The crazy monk said: "What are you going to do, how do I know?" Fu Hongxue said, "Who are you?" The crazy monk said: "I am just a crazy monk, I just picked up a small flower by chance!" He suddenly waved his hand and shouted: "Go, go and do your work! Don't bother the monk, the monk must be quiet." The monk had already sat down, fell down among the rubble, and he was settled in a blink of an eye. Although the palace of the ancient temple has been destroyed, the temple in his heart is still intact, it is like a snail shell, when the wind and rain come, he can hide in it immediately. Can he see that the storm is coming now? Sunset sky, no wind and rain.Wind and rain are in people's hearts, in Fu Hongxue's heart. ——Is this yellow flower picked from the bamboo fence?Why is it called the flower of sad parting? —Who is sad?who leave? Fu Hongxue couldn't ask, didn't dare to ask, even if he asked, he wouldn't be able to find out. There is only one way to know the answer. He rushed back with all his might. ——It might be too late to go back now. But when he hurried back, it was too late. The yellow flowers under the bamboo fence were all gone, not even a single one was left, and the people were gone too. There are three side dishes left on the table, a pot of porridge, two sets of bowls and chopsticks, the porridge is still warm! The kid's urine was not dry on the sheets either. What about people? "Zhuo Yuzhen, Du Shiqi!" Fu Hongxue shouted loudly, but did not respond. ——Zhuo Yuzhen betrayed him?Or did Du Shiqi betray them? Fu Hongxue looked up to the sky, and asked the sky, but the sky said nothing; asked the stars, but the stars were speechless; asked the bright moon, and the bright moon was already silent.Where would he go to find them?Where can I escape this storm? The night was deep, and suddenly there were several sounds of "Du, Du, Du" in the darkness, and suddenly a bolt of lightning lit up! It's not lightning, it's knife light.In the flashing light of the knife, a figure taller than the treetops could be vaguely seen. The figure and the light of the knife flew over at the same time, it turned out to be a deformed dwarf, stepping on a one-foot-long bamboo pole, brandishing a nine-foot-long knife in his hand. Heavenly King Slaying Ghost Knife. With a flash of light, the saber smashed through the bamboo fence, and quickly chopped off Fu Hongxue's head. Fu Hongxue withdrew from Bachi. The sword light cut again, and the eaves shattered.The power of the Heavenly King's Ghost Slaying Saber was like a thunderbolt, and Fu Hongxue would be slashed with the sword.In the blink of an eye, seven swords have been chopped off. Fu Hongxue retreated again.He had no choice but to retreat, because he could neither parry nor counterattack.He had to fly a foot in the air so that his knife could touch Miao Tianwang on the bamboo pole.But his whole body has been shrouded in the power of the Heavenly King Ghost Slaying Knife. Miao Tianwang held the knife in both hands, one knife after another, not giving him a chance to breathe at all! It's just that even if it's really thunderbolt, there will be intermittent times; even if it's really the god of war, the power will be exhausted. Fu Hongxue dodged seven seven forty-nine knives in a row, and suddenly jumped up from the light of the knives. His knife was also out of its sheath. The Heavenly King Ghost Slashing Knife is too long, one inch long and one inch strong, but the blade can only reach far, and when the opponent rushes in, it cannot save itself. He saw this fatal weakness of Miao Tianwang, and his knife had already penetrated Miao Tianwang's heart. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the two bamboo poles that Miao Tianwang stepped on suddenly broke into more than ten knots! His body suddenly fell into the air, and the Heavenly King Ghost Slashing Knife had already been let go, but he pulled out another knife with his backhand. A short knife with a cold light radiated sharply across Fu Hongxue's chest and abdomen as his body fell. Fu Hongxue's sure-to-win move created a fatal opening for himself. ——When tigers and leopards jump up to pounce on people, experienced hunters often sneak into their bellies and cut through them with their knives. Fu Hongxue's current situation is like a tiger or leopard that has leaped into the air, and the hunter's knife has reached his belly. He could even feel that the cold blade had scratched his clothes. Miao Tianwang had also calculated that he would definitely not be able to avoid this knife.This is not the Heavenly King Slaying Ghost Knife, but a knife for killing people. All the power in his body had been concentrated on this knife, but his power suddenly disappeared, all the power disappeared, as if the air in his skin was suddenly emptied.His knife was clearly capable of piercing Fu Hongxue's chest and abdomen, but he was unable to do so. How is this going?He can't figure it out, and he can't figure it out even if he dies! He saw blood, but it wasn't Fu Hongxue's blood.Where did the blood come from?He can't figure it out either! It wasn't until this day that he suddenly felt an indescribable chill in his throat, as if his throat had been cut open. But he didn't believe it. He never believed that the flash of the knife just now had cut his throat, and he never believed that there would be such a fast knife in the world. He didn't even see the knife. Fu Hongxue also fell down, under the bamboo fence.The original peace and silence were restored between heaven and earth. He suddenly felt indescribably tired.Although what happened just now has passed in an instant, but at this instant, all his strength seems to have been exhausted. ——The distance between life and death is always on the line. Until now, he could not fully understand the meaning of this sentence.He was too close to death just now, and this battle was really a fierce battle that he had never encountered in his life. The stars are all over the sky, the blood has dried up, the blood of Miao Tianwang is not his! But he also seemed to have a feeling that the blood had drained dry.Now if Miao Tianwang can still wield a knife, he must be unable to resist. He even felt that even if a child came with a rusty knife, he could also kill him. Fortunately, the dead cannot wield knives, and no one will come to this secluded mountainous area in such a late night. He closed his eyes, hoping to take a nap.With a clear mind, you can act on your thoughts. Unexpectedly, someone came at this time. Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the darkness.There seemed to be a strange rhythm in the slow and steady footsteps. Only a man who feels sure of what he is doing walks with this rhythm. Who is this guy?Why did he come?What to do? Fu Hongxue listened quietly, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. The rhythm of the footsteps was exactly the same as the bells in the ancient temple in the deep mountains. That was the death knell. The rhythm of the footsteps seemed to be full of murderous intent.