Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 167 I Peed

"hyena?"

The crowd erupted in uproar, both amazed by Hongxiu's sudden and elusive arrival and horrified by her audacious words.

You should know that Gong Jiu is not only ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.

However, this madman was extremely skilled in martial arts, even comparable to Ye Gucheng. Especially after acquiring the Divine Spider Sword, its destructive power was astonishing.

Gong Jiu raised an eyebrow, his expression unchanged, but he grinned: "Guess?"

Hongxiu walked over and said with a grin, "Why should I guess?"

Gong Jiu slowly stood up, touched the ring on his hand, and said calmly, "You guessed right. I will tell you all the secrets, and all this 'money' will be yours."

"What if you guessed wrong?"

A glint flashed in Gong Jiu's eyes, and he laughed, "You will die."

Hongxiu laughed heartily, glanced around at the crowd, and said in a clear voice, "You're so confident?"

Gong Jiu stared at her, his voice still calm: "The people here are all quite skilled in martial arts, and my martial arts are even more outstanding!"

Hongxiu blinked and smiled, "Introduce me?"

Gong Jiu pointed to the only middle-aged man lying down, dressed in Tang Dynasty attire, and laughed, "This drunkard is called He Zhizhang. He has mastered the 'Seven Killers of Drunkenness,' which was famous fifty years ago. The so-called Seven Killers of Drunkenness and Flowing Clouds can only be truly mastered by drinkers!"

"Oh~!" Hongxiu blinked her big eyes and nodded obediently.

He Zhizhang slightly opened his eyes, glanced at Hongxiu, and asked with interest, "Blood-Clad Man, everyone says that a hundred years ago, there was a kind of 'aphrodisiac wine' at Taibai Residence, which tasted very good?"

The little beggar chuckled and said, "Uncle Yan Nantian's face turned completely red after drinking it."

He Zhizhang laughed heartily and suddenly stood up: "Do you still remember the recipe?" He then changed the subject, "My friend heard it tastes very good and wants to try it."

"I don't remember," Hongxiu said, shrugging.

"waste!"

He Zhizhang's expression changed, and he lay back down.

Hongxiu raised an eyebrow, pointed at him, and said to Gong Jiu, "Has he never been beaten before?"

Beef Soup chuckled from the side, "That's just how old drunkards are; they always offend people with their words."

The little beggar chuckled and sweetly said to the beef soup, "I know."

Gong Jiu ignored him and pointed at the group of gamblers, saying, "The guy with the mustache practices the Bone-Melting Palm, the old scholar practices the 'Finger Knife,' which is as famous as the Tibetan One-Finger Divine Skill and the Huashan Finger Flicking Divine Skill, and the scholar who is running the gambling den practices Hunyuan Qigong."

Hongxiu nodded repeatedly and said, "They all sound very intimidating."

Finally, Gong Jiu pointed to himself: "And me, no matter how difficult the martial arts are to learn, I can learn them all in one go. Even the old man said I'm a remarkable genius."

“What a coincidence,” Hongxiu said with a grin, pointing to herself. “Shaoyang also said I’m a remarkable genius.”

"Really? Since you're such a genius, can you guess how I got the 'Divine Spider Sword'?"

Hongxiu narrowed her eyes, looked at the box on the ground, and said with a smile, "Following behind lions to pick up corpses and eat them, you can't possibly only use such a comfortable way of making money once."

“Yes.” Gong Jiu sighed with some regret. “Last time it was the imperial court, this time it’s the ‘Three Fiends of the North.’ You’ve had your fun killing, and we’ve had our fill.”

"So the Murong family was destroyed by you and the imperial court?"

"Not only the Murong family, but also the Shen family, the Li family of Liyuan, Shenjian Villa, Yongcui Villa and other martial arts families were wiped out."

Gong Jiu chuckled coldly, his expression as frosty as ice.

"Profound internal skills were maliciously altered, destroyed, and stolen. Afterwards, both overt and covert methods were used, and over a hundred years, the martial arts world was brought down to a whole new level."

Hongxiu nodded repeatedly, giving a thumbs up: "Excellent strategy, impressive spirit! Judging from the current situation, you are almost on the verge of success."

"Yes, almost!"

Gong Jiu suddenly burst into laughter, a heart-wrenching laugh that made him double over.

Suddenly, his smile vanished, and he said coldly, "The major sects have destroyed their profound internal skills. They control everything, turning the martial world into their own farmland, while martial artists have become tenant farmers, at their beck and call."

"They're really close to succeeding!"

"Unfortunately, just when they were at their most complacent, three people who did not belong to this era appeared."

Hongxiu pointed to herself and sighed helplessly, "Is it our fault?"

"Of course it's your fault," Gong Jiu said seriously. "You possess divine weapons that they covet so much, invincible skills from a hundred years ago, and the secret of immortality. In their eyes, what difference is there between all of this and a child carrying gold in a bustling marketplace?"

"No!"

Hongxiu shook her head and said seriously, "This is the fault of the entire martial arts world, not ours."

Gong Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "That's right, but what can we do about it?"

Hongxiu smiled gently, extending her slender, fair fingers to feel the night breeze lightly brushing against her fingertips.

The wind seemed to suddenly become noisy.

The little beggar wasn't very tall, but as she stood in the moonlight, her wide sleeves billowing in the wind, the moonlight shimmered on her blood-stained clothes, spreading a crimson halo that rippled throughout the entire stone forest, making everything seem to turn blood-red.

Hongxiu glanced at Gong Jiu. Although he was much shorter than her, the shadow behind him was like outstretched wings, as large as a mountain, pressing down on him majestically.

Without a sound, an indescribable aura of dominance spread out.

Gong Jiu took a deep breath and asked, "What kind of kung fu is that?"

A smile slowly appeared on Hongxiu's face, cute and playful: "Guess? Hyena."

As soon as those words were spoken, a murderous intent surged forth, and the air suddenly turned chilling!

Everyone's pupils contracted, their bodies tensed, and they stared at the two figures, one red and one white, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Gong Jiu said slowly, "This is the second time you've insulted me." Hongxiu smiled faintly, then suddenly raised her voice, "I'm preparing to kill you, so what does it matter if I insult you?"

A sharp glint flashed in Gong Jiu's eyes as he said, "Then I'll have to see the 'Demon Blade Candle Flower Red' for myself."

Hongxiu nodded gently: "I also want to see 'The Divine Spider Sword'."

Gong Jiu sneered, "Fine!" With a wave of his hand, a swift sword light flashed and pierced Hongxiu's forehead.

"when"!
As the bells and chimes rang out, Hong Xiutou suddenly leaned back and didn't come back for a long time.

Gong Jiu held out one hand, blue light flashing in it, his face full of astonishment: "You, you're not going to dodge?"

As he spoke, his body trembled slightly, and a blue, shimmering light flickered between the two of them; it was clearly the "Divine Spider Sword."

Everyone present knew how powerful Gong Jiu was, but the "Divine Spider Sword," which had just cleaved rocks as easily as cutting through rotten soil, was now unable to even pierce the forehead of the girl in front of them. They were all astonished and couldn't help but gasp.

"That's really delicious!"

The sound of Hongxiu laughing loudly came from behind.

She slowly tilted her head back, her neck cracking, and a red dot appeared between her eyebrows, as red as blood.

Hongxiu touched it and pouted, "Compared to that crazy woman, you little madwoman are much worse."

Gong Jiu frowned and shouted, "What crazy woman?"

Hongxiu chuckled and held up two short fingers: "You're only worth two Blood Blade Ancestors in my eyes at most. Compared to Yaoyue's two and a half Ancestors, you're still far behind!"

Gong Jiu's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted, "Nonsense! You're asking for death!" He swayed and brought a palm strike forward.

Hongxiu chuckled and took a horse stance, parrying the blow with a "Southern Heavenly Fist".

With a loud "whoosh," Gong Jiu was sent flying backward.

The rock beneath the little beggar's feet shattered instantly.

Just then, a whirlwind swept through the air, and the torches dimmed simultaneously, revealing swirling blue lights that rose and fell erratically.

However, Gong Jiufei shot out the "Divine Spider Sword" while still in the air.

Hongxiu stood proudly upright, clenching her small fists and throwing several punches in quick succession, the sound of thunder echoing endlessly.

The sword threads of the Divine Spider Sword rippled and shimmered like arcs of light, but were scattered and broken by Hongxiu.

A series of hissing sounds rang out as the sharp sword threads whipped the surrounding stone pillars, sending stone chips flying everywhere and filling the area with billowing dust.

Everyone present felt extremely annoyed by the loud explosions, their chests burned, and they felt as if they were about to vomit blood.

Gong Jiu abruptly pulled back the sword thread, staring at the blood shadow that appeared and disappeared in the smoke and dust. A sudden fervor flashed in his eyes!
The Blood-Clad Man of Kunlun!

A woman who appeared in a flash back then, stunning the entire martial arts world!
The Divine Spider Sword in his hand should fit her neck perfectly. This made him think of the agonizing pleasure of blood splattering from that person's neck.

Gong Jiu suddenly flashed forward and launched another attack, his palms moving like the wind as he struck down in quick succession.

Hongxiu sneered: "Your palm technique is utterly terrible!"

Gong Jiu was furious: "What did you say?" In his rage, he slapped the ground.

Hongxiu neither dodged nor avoided, but instead struck his waist.

boom!
One was hit in the head, and the other was hit in the kidney.

Gong Jiu felt an immense force rising up, and his lower back and kidneys ached terribly. He swayed and staggered back two steps.

He froze for a moment, then shouted, "Are you crazy? Aren't you going to dodge?"

"I said I wanted to see the Divine Spider Sword."

But then she saw that Hongxiu's forehead was slightly red, her neck was cracking as she twisted it, and she grinned and said, "Keep going, let's see who dies first?"

Gong Jiu shouted and struck her face again with a palm strike. Hongxiu neither dodged nor avoided, and instead punched his waist and kidneys.

Suddenly, Gong Jiu flipped his wrist, and the Divine Spider Sword shot out from the ring, piercing the little beggar's eyes.

But the little beggar was really something else; he just wouldn't back down!
She kept her eyelids tightly closed, and her face and eyes made a "ding-ding" sound, but her little fists still pounded on Gong Jiu's waist more than a dozen times.

Each punch was heavier than Mount Tai, and the sound was like thunder!

Gong Jiu let out a wail, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He was thrown sideways and landed in the crowd, causing quite a bit of chaos.

Hongxiu slowly opened her eyes, her face covered in white marks. She casually wiped them away, and her complexion returned to its original jade-like color. Looking at Gong Jiu, who was spitting out blood, a proud smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Your martial arts are utterly terrible!"

Gong Jiu suddenly looked up and roared, "You, you're the one who smashed my kidney! You're truly vicious! I'm going to kill you!"

Hongxiu stood with her arms crossed and said calmly, "You can't kill me."

Gong Jiu pushed aside the beef soup, stood up and roared, "All I want to do right now is kill you!"

After he finished yelling, he suddenly felt a chill in his crotch. Looking down, he realized that he had urinated from the dozen or so punches to the kidneys.
Hongxiu smiled slightly, her voice indifferent: "Your internal strength is weak, your external skills are sparse, your footwork is unsteady, your reactions are slow, not a single movement is decent, and you haven't even grasped the essence of refining the spirit. You think you can compete with me, 'One-Knife Immortal'? Keep dreaming!"

Boom!

It was as if a thunderbolt had struck Gong Jiu on the head.

These words were like a thunderbolt, shattering Gong Jiu's madness. He gasped for breath, his expression becoming listless.

Yes, Hongxiu hadn't even drawn her demonic blade before she had already made him "pee his pants".

If you draw your sword
Suddenly, Gong Jiu's expression turned cold, and he said sharply, "But I still want to see your knife!"

Hongxiu gently stroked the scabbard with her fingers, without saying a word.

But it was pitch black and silent; the night seemed to have become one with her.

The beggar's calm voice rang out: "If you want to see, then risk your life!"

(End of this chapter)