The man with a resolute face, about forty years old, does not have many beards, and the clothes of a wealthy family when he pretended to be the owner of the village looked extremely inappropriate with his tempered physique. He folded his hands and said, "Do you know who I am?"
Knowing that the Shen Yi people were suffering, Hong Jiu took over the conversation: "The owner of the ghost gang, the ghost thief, Aples. He has been famous for a long time."
Aples saw that Hong Jiu's words were as usual, and when he saw him again, he did not show fear, but could not help showing admiration.
"Lord Lieutenant, you are also very difficult. Since you know my name, you should know my rules."
Hong Jiu sneered and smiled lightly: "Stealing life under the fist, the three are counted. The loser is a slave, and the destiny is determined. And the mother's rhyme..."
"Presumptuous! Come here and let me hack you!"
A sharp voice came, it was the little dwarf sprite who had fought with Hong Jiu before. He didn't know when he arrived, jumping up and down, wishing he could fight Hong Jiu again.
"It's good if you know it." Aples ignored the sprite, and said a few words, and the sprite no longer dared to continue, "You guys, do you have the guts?"
Hong Jiu couldn't make this decision at the moment, and glanced at Shen Yiren.
These words of Aples are his usual rules when he encounters an enemy.
'Stealing life under the fist, there are three in number' means that among his enemies, those who can take his three punches can steal life from his hands.
"The loser is a slave, and the destiny is destiny", but it means that a person who loses to him and has not survived three punches must be his slave and let him be driven.
However, this rule does not apply to everyone. It's the people who have the potential and aptitude that he sees, enough to be included in the gang of ghosts. This rule does not mean that people who would rather die than give up get a chance to survive out of thin air. If you can't survive three punches and lose to him, don't even think about killing him. It is not difficult for a person to live worse than death.
The reason why Hong Jiu asked her for her idea was because once they lost to Aples, the three of them didn't want to be slaves and had no choice.
Qi Mei licked her lips deliciously at the scene in front of her: "It's best to join the team, I'll let you serve the brothers tonight and see if you scream."
The spear pouted and said, "The master can't even keep the whole corpse when he takes action, so it's a big loss."
Shen Yiren seemed to have expected the other party's move, and received Hong Jiu's eyes, and was silent for a while. With a 'hiss', she tore off a piece of her shirt as a bandage and wrapped it roughly around her left hand. She had already worked to stop the bleeding, but after the tape was wrapped, there was no more bleeding, but her face was still pale.
"I said... I'll make you regret it."
Shen Yiren raised his snowy arm, holding a broken sword, and the sword glowed from the broken blade! The azure blue air that was indefinitely condensed on the sword, the 'humming' sounded non-stop, the spirit was condensed, and the rain around the body was forced to fly away, and the momentum was sharper than before the broken tendons!
"Since you want to pretend to be generous, I will fight this battle."
Aples stared at the broken blade in her hand, and said with a hint of admiration: "… the realm of Qi sword?"
Qi sword is the realm above the sword light. At this point, the sword light is no longer indefinite, but can condense and hurt people, no longer scattered. The power and edge are several times stronger than the sword light. As for the stamina, it is not a matter of luck. It can be compared to Jianmang, which consumes internal strength.
Hong Jiu didn't know that Song Ou was always by Shen Yiren's side, but she never knew that she had made such a breakthrough in martial arts, and she felt sad.
"I heard that the daughter of the Shen family is only nineteen years old, so she has reached this level... I didn't expect that in addition to being very powerful, she is also a rare swordsmanship genius."
Aples said indifferently that people couldn't read his thoughts: "Since you agreed, I think that the three of you are seriously injured, how about the date to choose tomorrow?"
Shen Yiren said without hesitation: "Why mother-in-law, if you want to fight, it's now."
This is a psychological tactic. If it is chosen tomorrow, the will to fight to the death that Shen Yiren has always maintained will be disintegrated. Even if it's just three punches, the strength of the two sides is disparate, and the result is self-evident without this desperate strength.
Shen Yiren stood up a little, with a posture like a lurking lioness, and said proudly: "Come in!!" The figure flickered, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and a touch of cold light was like an electric shock.
Hong Jiu said anxiously: "Why attack first! Are you going to die!! Aples is..."
The girl's swift and violent figure flew back and fell into the wet grass. The sound of the landing was like an eagle falling into the grass, and the remaining sound made people feel pity for the broken pride.
The result of taking the initiative to attack on the premise that the movement, internal strength, and strength have completely lost to the opponent, this is the case.
Hong Jiu waited for her to be defeated before she could say that sentence: "He is... the top ten."
Song Ou was about to save Shen Yiren, but his eyes were forced by these words.
"Hong, Hong Erxia, do you think he is the top ten?"
"The ghostly thief, Aples, is one of the two top ten holy places in the northern Xinjiang... It is also one of the few in the world who can enter the realm of supernatural powers. In your court, apart from the three Juefeng, who can be enemies, It can be said that it is close to none.”
Hong Jiu rushed to regret not being able to save the girl, her eyes were red, and she scolded with a smile: "Damn it! I could have run away... Isn't it all I have to do now?"
Song Ou said blankly, "What do you mean?"
Hong Jiu smiled and said, "I was rescued by someone who sacrificed my life. If I run away, what face would I have to see my senior."
"Let her lie."
Aples looked at his hand, and seemed to murmur with admiration: "The punch just now, she suddenly attacked, and her swordsmanship was impatient. I was forced to use only three successes. This woman... is trying to use her life. In exchange for a chance for the two of them to escape?"
Shaking his head, he continued: "All in all, this is the first punch."
Aples dismissed Shen Yiren who fell into the grass, stared at Hong Jiu and said, "Lord Lieutenant, your skill is good, I will compare with you."
"Comparing the law with you... It's an insult to the word."
Chapter 14
Hong Jiu stood up silently, full of energy, the internal injury just now was no longer in the way. His inner strength is deep, and he suffered the least internal injury just now, and is now completely unharmed.
Aples smiled and said: "According to our investigation, you are not in the convoy, and you do not really look like a member of the court. Your martial arts are very good, have you considered coming over to be a robber?"
"Damn, what kind of robber are you? It's more polite to persuade you to surrender than a scholar."
"This punch, I won't be polite anymore."
Aples, take a step, and a ghostly force will follow. His steps seemed to control space. With every step, heavier air pressure surged onto Hong Jiu's body.
What Hong Jiu was most proud of since he was a child is that he has a skeleton suitable for martial arts and a back that can straighten more than anyone else. At this time, he was slowly suppressed by a domineering force. Hong Jiu shouted loudly, stomped his foot hard, and the surrounding mud exploded in a circle, and he straightened his back again.
Aples smiled when he saw this, and the end of the sentence revealed a bit of arrogance: "Your Excellency is very good in martial arts, and it is worthy of my use of eight successes."
The heavy pressure suddenly returned, and all the power from the tide was withdrawn, condensing in the hands of Aples.
"I got it!!"
This punch seems to contain the power of destroying the world. The space between him and Hong Jiu was completely inaccessible by wind and rain, reaching almost three feet. Qi Mei and the others didn't seem to have seen their master use such a high level of skill, and they were so frightened that their faces were pale. A strange blue light suddenly appeared on Aples's arm, and a circle of incredible light suddenly appeared. The terrifying light was just because the wind pressure had caused the soil to sink into a spherical pit several feet deep.
Anyone who sees this situation knows the result. Hong Jiu is dead.
Hong Jiu took a deep breath, and there was no longer the shadow of Aples in his eyes.
It is futile for a master of the realm of supernatural powers to search for his figure. He, who has been standing by the elder brother's side all the year round, understands this better than anyone else. Hong Jiu also took out his palm.
In fact, he had already shot before Aples shot. After all, he couldn't correctly capture the moment when Aples shot, the realm of supernatural powers can confuse people. Hong Jiu shot a total of seventy-nine palms from left to right, until a terrifying force that was unbearable invaded three feet, and he felt half of his body paralyzed. Only then began to play the second half of this palm.
"Dog Tartar, look at it clearly... This is called the palm method!!"
Hong Jiu slashed against the sky with all his strength, and the blue light ball in Aples' hand faintly shifted. When the capacity was adjusted, I suddenly discovered a strange thing. The existence of Hong Jiu, and his punching power, filled the entire space. The seventy-nine palms of Hong Jiu just now smashed this narrow space into one piece. And in this space, there are only the inner strength of Hong Jiu and Aples. It's like there are only two kinds of objects in a room.