In the dark and windy killing night, when the cold crow of the ancient temple was crying ghostlyly.
At this moment, in a place unknown to all the citizens of the city, an odd-looking drama was being played.
There were over 30,strange-looking men, each holding 18,kinds of weapons in their hands.
They were chasing after a bare-handed man, wearing the same outfit as him.
They were desperately running towards the classic section of the road ahead.
In this quiet dark night, the one chasing after them was their leader.
Suddenly, he pointed to the man who was still running desperately and looked back from time to time and shouted, "Zhang Liang, I advise you to hand over the Jiuyang True Scripture, otherwise, more than 30,experts from different sects in the Jianghu world, who are all powerful, will hunt for you desperately.
In the end, you still have no choice but to die.
It's better to hand over the Jiuyang True Scripture now, and we may spare your life out of mercy." "Humph, the Buddhist Scripture of Jiuyang was passed down by my father.
Although you may not be able to master the divine skill recorded in it in my generation, I will never hand it over to you beasts!
If it weren't for the fact that more than 30,of you were besieging me, I would be too tired to fight against you.
It would be impossible for you to force me to such an extent with Ma Yunchou's strength!" Zhang Liang said humbly and with a pale face.
"Zhang Liang, you are already dying, but you still spare no effort to resist.
Do you think you can escape the pursuit of more than 30,people with your family's qinggong?
It's good to have a tough bone, but if you know you can't do it, then you are not a hero but an idiot.
I hope you can be tactful and hand over the Buddhist Scripture of Jiuyang!" Ma Yunchou was not angry because of Zhang Liang's retort, but she persuaded him patiently.
Zhang Liang knew that Ma Yunchou was talking to him to consume his strength, so he was not stupid enough to continue.
With the speed of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, he could catch a glimpse of the top masters in the martial arts world.
Even if he used the Art of Flying Shadow in such a situation, he could still spend some time.
The chase one after the other didn't stop until midnight when the moon was high in the sky.
Zhang Liang was panting heavily as he stood at the edge of the cliff.
Looking down at the misty mist below, he could vaguely make out the shape of a city.
Zhang Liang took a deep breath and allowed him to jump from such a high position.
Zhang Liang did not dare to be careless.
Even if he used the Divine Skill of Nine Suns to protect his body, he would probably end up with nothing left.
At this time, the thirty or so people chased here one by one.
Seeing the cliff in front of Zhang Liang, they all looked overjoyed.
Ma Yunchou laughed out loud and looked at Zhang Liang with burning eyes.
She said sternly, "You can even help me with the sky.
Can you beat me, but can you beat the sky?
I advise you to hand over the Nine Yang True Scripture.
Otherwise, we will immediately make you blood splash on the spot.
We won't let you go." Seeing his father's futile attempt to escape, Zhang Liang thought to himself, "Now that we're on all sides, with the tiger before us and the pan behind us, it's a dead end no matter which side we choose.
But even so, I must preserve the Nine Yang Divine Art that my father passed down to us alone.
Thinking of this, I immediately shouted solemnly, "How lucky you all claim to be from a reputable and righteous sect!
Even if your souls are cut off here today, I will never hand over the True Scripture of Nine Yang to such despicable people as you!" Speaking of this, Zhang Liang once again heaved a long sigh.
"Father, you unfilial sons have been forced to come to this place by bandits.
I hope that my parents can forgive me for protecting the Zhang family's True Scripture of Nine Yang." Hearing this, Ma Yunchou's face changed instantly.
She yelled at once, "Stop him!
He wants to jump off the cliff!
This is an ordinary city under the cliff.
If the Buddhist sutra Jiuyang falls into this untraceable crowd with Zhang Liang, all our efforts these days will be in vain." "Kill!" Under Ma Yunchou's reminder, everyone yelled with a ferocious look and a murderous look.
It was a pity that with the remaining power of Zhang Liang, how could these people trap him?
Ma Yunyou was the one who rushed to the front.
While Zhang Liang was about to jump, she pulled Zhang Liang back and then stabbed her sword into Zhang Liang's lower abdomen, trying to break through Zhang Liang's power of Jiuyang first.
Unfortunately, although Ma Yunfei's plan was good, Zhang Liang was determined to kill him.
So he immediately hit Ma Yunyou's heart with the Heart-damaging Palm.
For a time Ma Yunchou didn't expect that Zhang Liang would give up defense and attack.
She tried to avoid it but it was too late.
She was directly hit out by Zhang Liang's palm.
But at this moment, Zhang Liang was still besieged by the remaining 30,people.
The cliff was close at hand, but even if Zhang Liang wanted to die, the danger he faced was still beyond anyone's reach.
Zhang Liang roared at the moment.
More than 30,people besieged him, feeling a burning hot strength released from his body, and pressed hard at their faces.
These more than 30,people didn't dare to be neglectful and hurried to avoid the surroundings.
Ma Yunchou, who just stood up at the corner of the mouth, saw this scene, immediately shouted loudly, "Don't move away.
Zhang Liang took the final attack by dispersing his strength.
He is already at the end of his rope!" Unfortunately, Ma Yunchou was still too slow to say anything.
At this moment, Zhang Liang had already jumped up and quickly fell down to the city under the clouds.
Zhang Liang felt the blowing wind under him, and his life was constantly passing.
He smiled easily and said, "Everything is over!" At the edge of the cliff, everyone looked at Zhang Liang disappearing into the city with anxiety.
Ma Yunchou swung his sleeves and said angrily, "Let's go down the mountain and get into the city to look for the Buddhist Incantation of Nine Yang." "Two or eight chicken old women dress up skillfully and change the groom every night in the bridal chamber.
A pair of jade arms and a pair of pillows, without any red lips.
Pretending to be a delicate body, pretending to be a fake heart.
Many people welcome me and I often fall in love and tears." Wang Xiaofeng was a waiter at the Shuang Huang health club.
He worked regularly every day and earned 700,yuan a month's salary.
If he was lucky, he could still get a tip here.
If he was unlucky, the boss would cheat on his salary.
For the health club, the staff were all part-time thugs and deterrent roles.
Generally, people came to the health club to spend money.
And the underground organization behind the Shuang Huang health club was the Black Tiger Gang in Z City.
The power of the Black Tiger Gang could be said to be spread all over the southeast of Z City, and even the government were afraid of the Black Tiger Gang.
According to internal news, Wang Xiaofeng learned that the Black Tiger, the head of the Black Tiger Gang, was once a noble child in the upper class.
It was because that the original Xiaohu accidentally had a girlfriend of a boss of the underworld, and was chased by the underworld for three days and three nights, that the original Xiaohu's blood was attracted.
In these three days and three nights, after cutting down 18,gangsters, the family power of the original Xiaohu got involved in it.
So it was then that the original Xiaohu found his own way, and relied on his own power to develop to this scale in less than three years.
It could be said that both the brain and the physical struggles of the original Xiaohu were closely related.
On this day, Wang Xiaofeng still followed the schedule of going to work and going to work.
He rested for one day, and when he got off work, it was two o'clock in the morning on the next day.
Both classes collapsed.
In fact, Wang Xiaofeng had been working in this job for a year.
At the age of twenty-three, Wang Xiaofeng often worried that he had nothing to do until now.
He had been working all day long.
He looked at others at such a young age, but he was wearing a suit and a tie.
He drove a celebrity car here, but he didn't even have a girlfriend.
He was still a virgin.
Only when he slept every day, he would fantasize about the beautiful ladies in the shop.
Right now, other than meeting guests, the ladies were not polite to them at all.
She remembered that Wang Yufeng once sent fruits to his compartment.
One time, he glanced at the ladies who were waiting for him to take a bath and was scolded by them harshly.
He felt ashamed of himself.
From then on, Wang Yufeng would always think evilly, "When I'm rich, I'll take turns to punish you ladies.
I'll tell them that you guys can't live and have to die to beg for mercy under me!" But the dream was wonderful, and the reality was cruel!
The helplessness of life made Wang Xiaofeng have to hide this beautiful dream in the bottom of his heart.
In the eastern suburbs of City Z, which was close to the cliff, Wang Xiaofeng rented a basement for one room and one living room.
It was two hundred yuan a month, which was very cheap.
But it could be imagined how bad the living environment and layout was.
However, Wang Xiaofeng was very satisfied.
After all, if he rented a house in the city center, he would have to rent three or four hundred yuan even if he wanted to get a room.
Most people couldn't cook, and Wang Xiaofeng couldn't afford it with his economic condition.
On this day, after two o'clock in the morning, as usual, Wang Xiaofeng went home on a bicycle bought in the second-hand market.
Along the way, Wang Xiaofeng was still murmuring alone, "Hey, the new miss today is so upright and has a good figure, especially her ass and the nurse is so tall!
Unfortunately, I can only watch but can't do it.
What a pity." "Hey?
What's that black and long thing?

Drunken?" Wang Xiaofeng rode here and saw a human figure crawling in Wang Xiaofeng's sight, blocking his way.
It was less than ten minutes away from Wang Xiaofeng's home.
It could be said that the road here was so narrow that a person lying on the road could block the road.
Wang Xiaofeng had no choice but to shout, "Hey, hey, are you a human or a ghost?
Are you a ghost?
Hurry to move to the side, and I'm nothing.
Don't pretend to be drunk if you're a human.
I won't wait on you even if I'm tired after a whole day."Hunting for a long time, the things on the ground ignored Wang Xiaofeng.
Wang Xiaofeng thought at the moment, "Are they not a human or a ghost?
Are they human or a ghost?
Are they still human or a human?
I don't know what's in the human form.
Driven by curiosity, Wang Xiaofeng parked the bicycle and put it in the middle of the road.
It's already at this time, and we're not afraid of cars passing by.
After all, we're in the suburb at about 2:30,a.m., and there's no one in sight, let alone a car." This was also the reason why Wang Xiaofeng found this thing in the first place.
When Wang Xiaofeng squatted down to study it carefully, it suddenly moved and grabbed Wang Xiaofeng's sleeve with its right hand.
A feeling of hair suddenly jumped up in Wang Xiaofeng's heart.
With a miserable scream, Wang Xiaofeng quickly ran back and kept saying, "Ghost brother, ghost sister, ghost uncle, ghost aunt, please don't hurt me.
I am just a child who is struggling in the city.
You have no mercy on me and let me live.
I won't burn paper for my grandparents during New Year's festival, and I'll burn them for you first." Unfortunately, Wang Xiaofeng's sleeve was caught by this thing, so he couldn't stand up at all, let alone run.
"Kid, kid!
Cough!" A hoarse and weak voice came into Wang Xiaofeng's ears as he felt an unprecedented fear.
Wang Xiaofeng said, "Erm." Then he turned around in fear and saw a bloody face.
Suddenly, he screamed more loudly than before.
Wang Xiaofeng struggled a few times and found that he couldn't get rid of it at all.
He immediately closed his eyes and knelt down in front of the 'ghost'.
He kowtowed and said, "Please don't look for me.
I haven't done anything bad in my life.
Please let me go." "Child, don't be afraid!
I am a human." In fact, this man was Zhang Liang, who jumped off the cliff.
Unfortunately, the moment he fell, he had already used up the Nine Yang Magic Skill, and his body had been completely scrapped, but there was still a life response.
It had to be said that the strength of the Nine Yang Magic Skill could support a person to jump from such a high cliff without dying.
Unfortunately, even if there was a life response, in almost half an hour, it had reached an incurable level.
At the moment when Zhang Liang felt that his life was about to disappear, Wang Xiaofeng came to him as if it were a deliberate arrangement of heaven.
"Ah, don't kill me...
Eh?
Are you a human?
Fuck, you damn drunkard.
You pretended to be a ghost to scare me.
I tell you that I was scared a lot.
Even if a ghost saw me, I would let me go!
Fuck, I think you don't want to live!" Wang Xiaofeng cursed as soon as he was sure that he was really a human being.
Zhang Liang was speechless at first because of Wang Xiaofeng's scolding.
He thought in his heart, "Should I give the Buddhist sutra of Jiuyang True Scripture to this kid who is full of nonsense?
But do I have any other choice?" Just as Zhang Liang was hesitating whether he should hand over the Jiuyang Sutra to Wang Xiaofeng, Wang Xiaofeng had already gotten rid of Zhang Liang's bloody hands.
Unfortunately, at night without streetlamps, Liu Feng only felt a flurry of moisture.
He thought that he was not done with the wine, so he didn't really care about it as he returned to the bicycle place.
He scolded, "You can sleep on the streets.
I think your family must be very worried about you now.
You can drink it every day.
I think it's better for you to drink to death." The curse brought back his memories.
When he was young, his father always drank.
His family got pandemonium, all the while afraid that his father would get mad after drinking the wine.
But when his father finished drinking, he didn't beat others.
Therefore his family was very happy.
Unfortunately, Wang Xiaofeng, at the age of ten, remembered that the winter was very cold that year.
Even if he was stuffed whole into the quilt, he could still feel the chill.
That night, when his father didn't go home, Wang Xiaofeng and his mother were very worried.
The next morning, it was very snowy.
When Wang Xiaofeng got up from his bed and was going to school, the village police came to home with an ill-advised news...
As his memory was recalled, Wang Xiaofeng uneasily left his bicycle and went back to Zhang Liang's side.
He said with concern, "Although it's not winter now, drunk lying on the street will still get cold into your body.
You'll be very happy when you get sick!
Forget it, I'll be a good person and take you to my house for a night." At this point, Wang Xiaofeng wanted to pick up Zhang Liang.
Unfortunately, the weight of the dying person was heavier than when he was alive.
With Wang Xiaofeng's ability to turn black and white, and he didn't have time to train, he might not be able to pick up Zhang Liang's physique in a short time.
"My child, I'm not going to live much longer.
Don't waste your effort!" Zhang Liang said weakly.
"Hey, what are you talking about?
You only know how to drink every day.
You should have a baby at such an old age, right?
You slept here for a night and said that, aren't you afraid of your wife and children?
What the hell are you talking about?
Don't fight back!" Wang Xiaofeng scolded.
"Child, I know you have good intentions, but look at your hands..." After stopping for a while, seeing Wang Xiaofeng staring at his bloody hands, Zhang Liang was lost in thought.
He continued, "My name is Zhang Liang.
I was hunted down to the edge of the cliff.
I know very well that I can't jump down from the cliff alive.
At this moment, my life is not allowed to tell me about my past and what happened.
Now I want to entrust you with something.
I hope that you can promise me before I die." "Hey, uncle, don't be kidding.
Are you going to fall from such a high cliff?
You've already become a fool.
How can you talk like this?" Wang Xiaofeng said in disbelief.
"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Speaking of this, Zhang Liang took out a thin and simple thread-bound book from his arms and handed it to Wang Xiaofeng.
Wang Xiaofeng didn't know why, so he took the thread-bound book curiously and looked at its name.
Wow, it was the book.
"Nine Yang True Scripture." Wang Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and thought, "Is this drunkard playing with tomato juice on his body?" Wang Xiaofeng said, "Hey, uncle, are you playing with me?
Or do you want to pretend to be dead on the street when you have nothing to do?
But you have to get something to make people believe?
The Nine Yang True Scripture?
Do you think you are Jin Yong?" "Jin Yong?
Forget it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you.
This book contains the supreme cultivation method.
As long as you practice according to it, you can reach the first level of Tai Chi Gathering Qi in less than three years, no matter how dumb you are." At this point, Zhang Liang began to cough violently.
Every time he coughed, blood would spurt out and sprayed directly on Wang Xiaofeng's face, leaving him at a loss.
"Child, I only hope that after you have mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, you can help me to find Ma Yunchou in the Jianghu world and avenge my death." Speaking of this, Zhang Liang was at the end of his tether.
Before Wang Xiaofeng could say yes, he had stepped on the road to hell.
Wang Xiaofeng was so scared that he quickly ran to the bicycle and kicked home twice as fast as he used to.
When he lay on the bed, he found that his whole body had been soaked with sweat, but his hand was still holding the book 'Jiuyang True Scripture' Wang Xiaofeng's.
He looked at the ancient thread-bound book with self-mockery and muttered, "Jiuyang Divine Art?
Don't make me laugh." At this point, Wang Xiaofeng turned the book around, changed his position, and fell asleep.