Purgatory Artist

The wind stopped and the rain stayed.

In the night, the entire stockade was quiet.

After eating cooked food and drinking hot soup, the old people in the stockade have rested.

Aunt Wu pushed Liu Ping out of the kitchen and said loudly:

"I beat the bandits and burned everyone a meal. Isn't it enough for you? Leave these things to Aunt Wu, you go to accompany your friends."

"Then trouble Aunt Wu."

Liu Ping smiled and went to sit down in front of the fire.

The fire shining on Xu Sheng's body stretched his shadow into the darkness.

"What are you thinking about?" Liu Ping asked.

"If I was a little prosperous back then, I wouldn't have been hidden in the haystack by the master and watched him be killed by the cultists." Xu Sheng said.

Liu Ping arbitrarily set a fist frame, and his hand movements continued to change until the fifteenth pose.

"Did you learn fourteen styles back then?" he asked.

"Yes." Xu Sheng said.

"How old were you back then?"

"Sixteen years old."

Liu Ping nodded and said, "The fifteenth form of the **** fist is a hurdle. Your master must have feared that you were still young and had insufficient energy and blood, and hard training would hurt your body, so I never taught you."

"Now that you are thirty years old, you have practiced martial arts horizontally, so you can practice this style."

Xu Sheng stood up, put out his fist and said: "I never believe that this martial arts is used to strengthen the body."

"It's a good thing to keep fit, it will help you lay a solid foundation, there is nothing wrong with it." Liu Ping said.

"Then why do you want to find another way and create another boxing technique?"

"That's a martial art technique used to kill people. For different purposes, the punching methods are naturally different."

Liu Ping also stood up, paddled his footsteps, and quickly struck forward three times.

A burst of blood rushed to his face, only to hear the sound of bones ringing around him, extending to his limbs.

Xu Sheng moved and said:

"The bones and muscles are mingling, this is the beginning of body training, you are less than sixteen years old!"

Liu Ping moved his lower body and found that his vigor had risen by 30%. Besides that, there were still some unspeakable changes.

He couldn't help but lightly said: "Where is this, don't be surprised, continue practicing with me."

"Yes." Xu Sheng said.

He imitated Liu Ping's previous posture and punched out.

"To what extent is the strongest player you have ever seen?" Liu Ping asked while watching.

Xu Sheng said: "One hundred steps break through the air, one punch breaks the tree."

Liu Ping sighed.

Xu Sheng said: "The tree burned and destroyed, and the tree fell behind."

Liu Ping closed his eyes and thought, recalling how he felt when he punched.

Every time a punch is thrown, a fierce air current closely follows the fist, as if it will explode at any time.

The elements are attached.

-This is the so-called flame shelter?

If this is the case, maybe he can do what Xu Sheng said in the future.

It seems that I have to find a way to get in touch with systematic martial arts knowledge.

"...In addition to the **** fist, do you know anything else?" Liu Ping asked.

Xu Sheng said ashamed: "I relied on the half-set of blood surge fist of the master to break through the troubled world, and barely survived. I have never been taught other methods by an expert."

"Can half of the boxing skills survive?" Liu Ping asked.

"In these troubled times, inheritance is rare, and even many martial arts inheritances have long been wiped out, and the inheritance has been broken, just like my teacher." Xu Shengdao.

Liu Ping was about to speak, suddenly his expression moved.

There was a sound of horseshoes outside the stockade.

Aunt Wu ran out of the kitchen in a panic, carrying an iron basin and about to beat it.

Liu Ping waved his hand and said: "The old people are already asleep, don't wake them up, I will go to see the situation with Xu Sheng."

Aunt Wu shivered and said, "It's a bandit! It must be a bandit, otherwise, how come we come to our stockade at so late?"

Liu Ping gave Xu Sheng a look.

The two walked one after the other to the gate of the village and looked out through the crack of the door.

I saw dozens of people riding horses, slowly descending from the opposite hillside, approaching in the direction of the village.

"Is that the bandit you joined?" Liu Ping asked.

"Yes, but it's a bit strange... They are not so quiet normally." Xu Sheng said.

Liu Ping looked closely, and saw the ragged bandits, each waving their weapons, but their expressions were dull, as if they were in a dream.

Something's wrong.

"Wait, the leader seems to have changed. The original leader is attacking-look!" Xu Sheng said.

Liu Ping opened the gate of the village and walked out without looking back, "Xu Sheng, you guard the village. If someone sneaks on the residents of the village, you have to take action."

"Yes." Xu Sheng said.

Liu Ping walked to meet the bandits and stood still under a big pine tree.

The bandits also slowed down, lined up on horses, and came to the opposite of Liuping to rein in their horses.

The head of the man wearing a hat, said dumbly: "Do you people in the village want to enter the religion? There are many benefits to enter the education, you will not suffer from the plague, and you will not be killed. ."

"No." Liu Ping said.

"Can you represent everyone?" the man asked.

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

The man nodded and said behind him: "Kill him."

More than a dozen people rushed forward on horseback, only to see Liu Ping hiding behind the tree.

"He is behind the tree!"

"Walk around."

"Don't let him run away!"

In the darkness, they shouted, brandished their weapons, and beat their horses around the tree.

Sudden-

A blaze burst into flames, and the horses neighed in shock, sending the bandits away fiercely.

A few people reluctantly calmed the horse and walked around behind the tree.

But I saw a hand stretched out from the bushy branches of the tree, and quickly slapped the bandits one by one.

A series of crisp sounds.

The head of the robber was torn apart like a watermelon that had been smashed, and his body fell to the ground.

Liu Ping jumped down from the tree and said, "Sales can't kill people. That's why I hate cults."

He walked towards the bandits step by step, the big tree was burning behind him, and the branches made a crackling noise, like a torch in the night.

The bandits dispersed in a sudden.

Someone hurriedly shouted: "Elemental Fist! He has awakened the Elemental Fist!"

flutter-

A dagger pierced the man's heart.

"Calm."

The bandit leader said lowly.

The bandits were silent, gathered the horses one after another, and returned to the leader.

The leader immediately fought, staring at Liu Ping and said, "You used fire."

"Yes." Liu Ping said.

"The person who burns the fire is dead." The leader said.

"Who made it?" Liu Ping asked.

"—This is the will of God."

"Did you listen to it? Are you familiar?"

Liu Ping loosened his fist, and the hot airflow around him disappeared immediately.

Seeing this, the leader said, "You now have another way to go."

"Say." Liu Ping said.

"Join our religious cult and serve as an exterminating messenger, you can live forever and keep its blessing forever." The leader said.

"Are you the envoy of extermination?" Liu Ping asked with interest.

"Of course." The leader said.

"I want to see if you will live forever." Liu Ping said.

The leader pulled out a long sword at his waist: "Ignorance."

He urged the horse to move forward, facing Liu Ping and raising his sword high.

I saw a blank white light suddenly emitted from the long sword, and it stabbed down fiercely.

Between the sparks and flints—

Liu Ping let go of the sword, turned on his horse, grabbed the opponent's sword holding hand and swiped it upward.

A human head flew out obliquely and rolled to the ground.

Hidden swords, turned over, mounted horses, caught hands, wiped necks—

The whole process went smoothly, and it seemed that the two sides had already had a tacit understanding and cooperated well.

Liu Ping pushed the headless body off his horse and sighed:

"This is to live forever and keep its blessings forever?"

Quiet on Thursday and Monday.

Even though the bandit leader seemed to have some means, judging from the skill of fighting, there was almost no room for 10% to display in front of Liu Ping Ping.

The bandits looked at each other.

"Run!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

The bandits beat horses, rushed around, and disappeared in the depths of the woods in just a few breaths.

There was a burst of applause.

I saw two men wearing standard leather armor turning out from behind a big tree.

"The hero is a boy, and the ancients sincerely don't deceive me."

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"Who are you?" Liu Ping asked.

The man in standard leather armor threw a token.

Liu Ping took a look, but saw the word "Xun" engraved on the token.

"We are patrolling in the county, and we learned about the traces of the cult, so we came here to investigate secretly." Yi said.

"Boy, you are extraordinary, why don't you go back to the county town to find an errand with us?" the other person said.

Liu Ping thought for a while, and asked, "Can I learn to be a tolerance?"

The two laughed.

One person said: "Of course, all eighteen martial arts are taught by a dedicated person, otherwise, how can you catch evil?"

"Okay, I'll go with you." Liu Ping said.