Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 62 Blood Knife Evil Monk ([-]) Happy New Year

Di Yun didn't know what a "celestial being" was. He just thought that the young man was very powerful. He might be the most powerful person he had ever seen. Even Brother Ding couldn't compare to him.

Wang Xiaofeng standing over there met the standard of a Jianghu swordsman in his mind, but compared with this young man, Wang Xiaofeng was like a chicken!

Just one glance left him with such an impression, but the roar of the blood knife ancestor made him at a loss.

Mistakes over and over again or reform?
This is a life-and-death choice. In the past, Di Yun was forced to choose by the world, and he was not even given a chance to choose.

Adopted by his master, brought into the city by his master, framed and imprisoned, taught by Ding Dian, coerced out of prison, tainted as a prostitute, rescued by an evil monk...

His life journey can be regarded as extremely rich, but not once was it the life he wanted to choose. Now, Yang Ke gave him a choice.

"I...I don't want to die..."

Di Yun raised his head, ignoring the stinging eyes, and looked at the young man not far away. The young man just happened to look at him at this moment, and there seemed to be countless sword auras hidden in his eyes.

Di Yun didn't feel any discomfort from the lingering sword energy. This is naturally because Yang Ke deliberately restrained his spirit. After a short period of blindness, his eyes seemed to have been reborn. Anyone who dares to look directly at the sword energy in his eyes will be blinded for a moment.

This was tested by Yang Ke and Gui Bing'e. It was not ordinary sword energy, but a heart sword that pointed directly at the heart.

"If you don't do evil, who will kill you? The little brother can tell you what you want..."

Di Yun felt that the young man in front of him seemed to understand him very well. After listening to Yang Ke's words, he murmured to himself: "Does anyone really believe me?
I followed Master and arrived at Master Wan's house. Master suddenly disappeared. My junior sister and I were staying at Uncle Master's house. I seemed to have made a mistake and went to jail. My junior sister married Senior Brother Wan. I wanted to die..."

Di Yun unknowingly began to confide in his past, and as he told his tragic past, the people who originally scolded him also stopped talking at this time, or they might have been intimidated by Yang Ke's eyes.

Only Patriarch Xuedao was still roaring furiously, trying to call back the disciple he thought was his grandson.

"Brother Ding Dian taught me very powerful martial arts. Someone came to rob the prison. Brother Ding Dian fought with that person. He was poisoned and taken away by that person. I was also released from prison."

Hearing what he said up to this point, Yang Ke was slightly taken aback. This shouldn't be the process of Di Yun's release from prison. He probably hasn't affected Jiangling in this life.

But in an instant, he understood that I am afraid that this matter was really influenced by him. The person who poisoned may be Ji Wubing. This person's martial arts is mediocre, but his poison skills can indeed be called the "Poison Saint". Has the ability to capture Ding Dian.

"I don't want to go back to prison, I escaped from the city, and in a temple outside the city, I cut off my hair and dressed up as a monk..."

Looking at his bald head, if you look carefully, the hair has been ripped off. What Di Yun said was torn off. Thinking about it carefully, people can't help feeling sympathetic to him. The whole head of hair was ripped off. Pain!

"I killed a strange monk and drowned him in the lotus pond outside the temple. I put on his clothes and fled to the river. Later, they all said that I was a monk. I don't know what a monk is. They're going to kill me."

Hearing this, Shui Sheng, who was still trying to struggle towards the side, was stunned at this moment. She turned her head as hard as she could, looked at the dazed little monk, and thought about the things on the way. But he was wronged.

Along the way, this idiot was thinking of letting him go, but he misunderstood him.

"I don't want to die...I don't want to die..."

Di Yun cried out in pain at this time and murmured something in his mouth. Only those who were close could hear what he said clearly.

It's just that they all saw how he was crying bitterly, and many people who had scolded him for chasing and killing him felt their hearts tremble slightly at this moment!
"You... what you said is all false! It's all a lie!"

Wang Xiaofeng held his sword at this time, and regardless of his demeanor, he glared at Di Yun and roared.

If what Di Yun said is true, doesn't it mean that he and his junior sister are blind and ignorant? If spread by these people who heard about it, their reputation will be greatly reduced.

Originally, with the fame he and his junior sister had earned, coupled with their backgrounds, it might not take long for them to be included in the list of people in the world.

Like Jianghu Tianbang, they are all peerless masters above the great masters, regardless of good and evil; Dibang is the mainstay of the righteous sects of today's Jianghu; the first two lists can only be registered by one person, and they are all from famous towns. There are dragons and phoenixes among people.

The requirements for the list of people are relatively low. Under the age of 30, famous masters can be used. They can be combined with husband and wife, or they can be combined with brothers.

Wang Xiaofeng's age is still in line. After two years of deliberate publicity, his reputation is also in line. It is rumored that next year he will be included in the list of [-] people in the Jianghu list. Speaking is the most important thing in life, and naturally no slight deviation is allowed.

"shut up!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a roar.

Then a gust of wind came, slapped him staggering, and fell to his knees directly.

Di Yun looked up, but saw a middle-aged swordsman, who was glaring at Wang Xiaofeng angrily, and slapped him to the ground.

"Master..."

He raised his head and saw the person coming, Wang Xiaofeng still wanted to distinguish, but at this time, another strong wind came.

"Fourth brother, come on slowly..."

At this time, another person arrived and hurriedly stopped the middle-aged swordsman. This new person was wearing a strong suit and carrying a long spear on his back.

"Second brother, don't stop him, he doesn't know good and evil, he doesn't know right from wrong, he should be taught a lesson!"

Di Yun heard someone talking beside him, and looked up, but it was a swordsman in a Taoist robe. This person was talking at this moment, but looked at him and nodded to him.

Di Yun stared at him blankly, suddenly seemed to remember something, looked at Shui Sheng beside him, and saw a swordsman with white beard and hair, standing next to Shui Sheng.

"You don't need to be afraid, little brother. Now that you have made it clear, I will definitely give you an explanation!"

The swordsman was tall and strong, and although he looked old, he had a calm and dignified demeanor.

"That hero Lu is famous all over the world. He always puts benevolence and righteousness first. If you have any grievances, Di Yun, you can sue him."

It was Yang Ke who was speaking. Although he tried his best to trap and kill the ancestor of the blood knife at this time, he still had some spare energy, but others didn't know it. They only felt that he was holding the sword formula with his hand, and the flying sword was hanging in the air, trapping the evil monk who was raging in the rivers and lakes. Deadly, extremely chic.

"Sect Master Yang has given orders, how dare we not obey, I will definitely give this little brother an explanation!"

"Don't listen to them, they are all..."

At this time, seeing Nan Siqi coming together, the ancestor of Xuedao stopped threatening and yelling, but deliberately bewitched, trying to struggle for a chance.

His martial arts, in fact, is just entering the realm of a master, but relying on his strange martial arts methods, he has repeatedly defeated the strong with the weak and ravaged one side.

However, when he met Yang Ke, he was his nemesis. Yang Ke looked like a swordsman, but he used the method of forming a formation alone. miraculous.

Together with the sword formation, as long as he cannot break the formation with force, he will be trapped in the formation by Yang Ke. Yang Ke will only stay outside the formation and kill the enemy with his sword. No matter how weird the moves of the blood knife ancestor are, he cannot break Yang Ke's sword formation. There is only one dead end.

As he yelled, he didn't realize that his breath was fluctuating, and there was a fleeting flaw in the sword's momentum. It would be difficult for others to catch it, but Yang Ke was killing the enemy with a dozen swords. Purple light flashed, and the blood knife patriarch who was talking stopped instantly.

The blood wave rolled back, the blood knife fell to the ground with a clatter, and the old monk's head was in a different place!

(End of this chapter)