Chapter 1514 Martial Arts Conference (Snowflakes fluttering in the north wind)


    In the world, inns are always the most lively place from south to north. Heroes and heroes, martial arts heroes, no matter who they are, they will have to eat.


    The same is true here.


    The dining room was full of guests. They were drinking tea and chatting while staring at the table beside the window curiously. On the table, an old man in a long blue cloth gown, with white hair, holding a pipe in his hand and closing his eyes to rest. Opposite him, there was a big girl with two big braids sitting. She was now standing on her hands and staring at the old man.


    Seeing that the person was almost here, the old man picked up his pipe and knocked on the table. The noise around suddenly became much smaller - stories in the martial arts world have always been exciting, and guests also like to listen to these gossips. The gossip that Mr. Sun told is not only interesting, but also very special, and is very popular among guests.


    After all, not everyone can become a visitor.


    Listen to the story here and fantasize about the sparks that are rubbed between yourself and the knights. This is enough for most ordinary people.


    The girl with braids chuckled and said.


    "Grandpa, what are we talking about today? Are we still telling the story of the plum blossom thief?"


    "hehe………"


    Mr. Sun smiled when he heard the question from the girl braided.


    "There is nothing to say about the plum blossom thief, it''s already a thing of the past."


    "But, hasn''t the plum blossom thief been caught yet?"


    The girl braided asked curiously, while Mr. Sun shook her head.


    "That''s true, so what? In the final analysis, no one knows what the plum blossom thief looks like, what martial arts skills can be used, and what means to use... You can be a plum blossom thief, I can be a plum blossom thief, and anyone may be a plum blossom thief."


    "But, I heard that the real body of the plum blossom thief is the famous Li Tanhua?"


    "That''s just a rumor, and it''s impossible to count."


    Mr. Sun smoked a dry tobacco and narrowed his eyes.


    "What''s more, for the martial arts world today, the plum blossom thief is no longer important."


    "oh?"


    The girl with braids is very supportive.


    "Where do you start with grandpa?"


    “Because of one person.”


    Speaking of this, the old man''s voice became much lower.


    "A **** of killing."


    "Grandpa said that the man who came from Zhongzhou and caused a **** storm in the Western Wulin?"


    “That’s right, it’s him.”


    Mr. Sun nodded.


    "You also know that he killed a lot of people, and more people want to kill them quickly, but do you know the cause of all this?"


    Hearing this, the guests present also pricked their ears and widened their eyes. They also heard about what Mr. Sun said, and some even witnessed the scene with their own eyes. But no one knows why all this happened. Now that he heard Mr. Sun talk about the inside story, everyone was naturally excited.


    "Grandpa, you know?"


    "Haha, old man, I have also inquired a lot, but in fact... the cause of the whole thing is very simple."


    "Simple?"


    "That''s right, everyone knows that it was rumored that Li Tanhua was a plum blossom thief, and the plum blossom thief was Li Tanhua. So all major sects sent their proud disciples and elite soldiers to form a team and vowed to capture Li Tanhua."


    "It''s true."


    The girl with braids nodded vigorously and blinked.


    "Have they found it?"


    "I found it. In an inn in a small town in Zhongzhou, they found Li Tanhua. Originally, they still had a way out, but unfortunately, they got annoyed someone."


    "one person?"


    "That''s right, a hunter was sitting opposite Li Tanhua at that time. In fact, the position was always his. It was because the inn was crowded at that time that Li Tanhua chose to play the table with him. However, those people thought that the hunter was an accomplice of the plum blossom thief, so they attacked him."


    “This is too domineering.”


    The girl with braid pouted in dissatisfaction.


    "It''s not like sitting together, but it''s not like a group of people. And it''s still hard to say whether Li Tanhua is a plum blossom thief."


    "Haha...this is what happens in the world. Sometimes it is not like what it is like, but what everyone thinks it is like."


    The old man chuckled.


    "Everyone thinks that Li Tanhua is a plum blossom thief, and then the plum blossom thief is a plum blossom thief."


    "What happened later? Did Li Tanhua rescue that person?"


    “He didn’t.”


    Mr. Sun shook his head.


    "Because those people were killed by that hunter."


    "Why?"


    Hearing this, not only the girl braided was shocked, but even the guests around were quite surprised.


    "Isn''t that just a hunter?"


    "I''m just a hunter, but I didn''t say I can''t kill anyone."


    Mr. Sun sighed.


    "Then he came to Xizhou."


    "Why?"


    The girl with braids was puzzled.


    "He killed so many people, all of them are well-known figures in various sects and sects in the Western Wulin. Aren''t he afraid of the other party''s revenge? At this time, he should escape as soon as possible."


    “That’s true.”


    Mr. Sun knocked his cigarette pipe.


    "It is common to seek revenge in the martial arts world. Although there is a reason for this, those people are elites from various sects. If they die like this, they will definitely not let it go. Don''t talk about their masters, disciples, relatives, family members, and friends, naturally they will not swallow this. He will face pursuit from all sides and will not stop until his death."


    "Then he dares to come to Xizhou?"


    The girl with braided face looked incredible.


    "If it were me, I would have been away from other places, changed my name and lived a life of hiding my name."


    “That’s right.”


    Mr. Sun picked up the tea cup, blew the tea leaves floating on it, and took a sip of the tea.


    "No matter whether he is a gangster of the plum blossom thief or not, he has killed so many sects, and everyone must seek revenge on him. If he went to another state, it would be more difficult. But in Xizhou, anyone can find him and then kill him. In fact, those people did the same, and then... they were killed by that man."


    Speaking of this, Mr. Sun breathed a sigh of relief.


    "It''s only a month since I entered Xizhou, and there have been thousands of people who have died under him!"


    “———!”


    Hearing this, the guests present suddenly became noisy, and the deaths of thousands of people were definitely not a small number.


    However, that man actually killed thousands of people in one month? "How did he do it?"


    The girl with braided eyes widened and looked at the old man.


    “It’s actually very simple.”


    "Simple?"


    "Yes, he killed people from those sects, and they all have masters, disciples, family members, and friends to avenge them. So as long as you kill these people who come to seek revenge, then naturally there will be people who come to seek revenge for these people and then kill these people who come to seek revenge, and then there will be more..."


    “Isn’t this endless?”


    The girl with braids was stunned at this moment.


    "Isn''t he really afraid of death?"


    "Haha, I don''t know if I''m afraid of death, but until now, no one can cause any harm to that man. It''s rumored that the man seemed to have practiced a very strange skill, inseparable from swords and guns, infiltrated by water and fire, and invaded by all poisons."


    "Grandpa, you''re too exaggerating."


    The girl with braids smiled.


    "This is not a human being, this is the **** in the sky!"


    "I don''t know if it''s a god, but his ability is true."


    Mr. Sun shook his head and knocked on his pub again.


    "The Twenty-Eight Star Constellations Sword Formation in Diancang, twenty-eight disciples cooperated with Wujian. It is rumored that those who fall into this formation will die and live. However, the moment the twenty-eight long swords hit him, they directly turned into pieces. The Star Constellations Sword Formation was broken - without the sword, there would naturally be no sword formation, and all the twenty-eight disciples were killed."


    There was a dead silence in the dining room, and only the old man''s voice echoed in it.


    "The Qinghe Gang has been circling the Qinghe Basin for decades, and hundreds of people and cavalry are invincible, and even the imperial army can be fought. However, in front of him, even the people and horses were beaten into meat sauce, which is terrible."


    “…………”


    "The Indra Sect Master of Huanxi Sect is good at using poisons. It is rumored that he has a unique skill that allows the poison to penetrate into other people''s bodies without realizing it. Even if he holds his breath to protect his body, it is useless. Even if he uses true energy, it is difficult to resist. But when his head was smashed by the man, the Indra Sect Master of the poison was invisible at all."


    “………”


    "In order to avenge the deputy sect leader, Pili Gate set up a siege net to him. When he passed by the cliff, he threw hundreds of thunder and fire bombs at him. This is the unique hidden weapon of Pili Gate. Just one is enough to break the bluestone. Hundreds of thunder and fire bombs were shot down, and it was impossible for him to leave a complete corpse. However, when he walked out of it, he didn''t even break his clothes..."


    One deed was told from Mr. Sun. Everyone was silent at this moment and dared not speak. Many of them had witnessed the scene described by Mr. Sun with their own eyes, but they did not expect that the battle at that time was so terrible. There are so many people who are determined to kill one person. However, not only did this person not be killed by them, but he also killed them all in turn.


    Is this really a human?


    “…………In this way, he became the public enemy of the Western Wulin.”


    Mr. Sun had been talking for a long time, so he picked up the tea cup and drank a sip of tea, moistening his throat.


    "It can be said that until now, in the entire Western Wulin, there are no relatives, friends, benefactors, or enemies who have no one killed by him unless he is not a guest of the martial arts world."


    "What does he look like?"


    "He was eight feet tall, a giant man with no hair, and a ferocious face. He could stop the child from crying at night. He always wore black and very strange clothes. It was not like the dress of a man in the martial arts world, nor the dress of an ordinary man. In short, as long as you see it, you can recognize it. Because there is nothing more strange in this world than what he wears."


    "What weapon did he use?"


    "He doesn''t use weapons."


    The old man shook his head.


    "He only relies on a pair of fists, and he doesn''t even have gaunts, but he just has flesh fists. But he can break the gold and split the stone. No matter how sharp the sword blade is, it cannot withstand the power of his punch. Therefore, everyone gave him a nickname - Iron Fist Invincible!"


    Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment.


    "Iron Fist is invincible Duanmu Huai, this is his name."


    Iron fist is invincible.


    Because he has never lost all the way, he is naturally invincible.


    Because if he loses, then he will die.


    But he is still alive, alive well.


    "What the **** is he going to do?"


    “No one knows.”


    "Will others let him go?"


    "That''s why we''re here, isn''t it?"


    Mr. Sun smiled and turned to look out the window - in the mountains there, the ancient temple was in his eyes.


    "Xi Shaolin held a martial arts conference and called on everyone in the martial arts world to gather together to fight against the killing gods."


    "Kill God?"


    "It''s also his name. After all, he has killed so many people, and no matter men, women, young and old, as long as he dares to attack him, even if he is just a child, he will mercilessly trampl him to death. Therefore, those who hate him call him the God of Killing. Now, many people are here. Long Siye of Long Xiaohe Villa, a master in the weapon list, three ranks, ten sects, and all the leaders have arrived as promised..."


    Hearing this, the girl with braided eyes glowed.


    "They are all here? Then, will he come too?"


    “I’m already here.”


    At this moment, a low voice sounded and a tall figure appeared.


    He walked out of the crowd like this. With his huge body, it was impossible for him to be ignored, but in fact, before he appeared, no one noticed his existence.


    The girl with braided eyes widened in surprise, covered her mouth, and looked at the man in front of her. He was the same as what his grandfather said, eight feet tall and terrifying, like a prehistoric beast. He was wearing a costume that was different from anyone, strangely, opening from the middle, like a long gown made of some kind of animal skin. It is tight clothing like a training suit, and a pair of long leather boots. There was also a decorative thing on his chest - it was a golden skull.


    When he stood up, there was a silence around him. Almost everyone sat on the chair with trembling as if they felt some indescribable terror. And he walked to Mr. Sun''s table with his legs, then took out a piece of silver and put it on the table.


    "It''s a good talk, old man, but I think you can describe my appearance more artistically, at least I don''t think I''m that vicious."


    As he said, he touched his chin and turned around to leave.


    Seeing this scene, the girl braided heart moved and shouted.


    "Please wait a moment!"


    "Um?"


    Duanmu Huai turned his head and looked at the girl braided in front of him.


    "What else is there?"


    "I, I want to know, what exactly do you want to do? You have killed so many people... How many more people do you have to kill to give up?"


    "It doesn''t depend on me, little girl."


    Duanmu Huai waved his hand.


    "It depends on how many people come to kill me. The more people come to kill me, the more I will kill. Look, it''s that simple."


    "But, but... if this continues, when will the revenge be repaid?"


    “You are right.”


    Facing the curious inquiry from the girl braided, Duanmu Huai nodded with a smile.


    "I''m here to find the answer to this question."


    (This chapter ends)