Chapter 464: The Young Master of the Photo Studio (3)
Shwedagon Pagoda?
Thousands of girls?
Hu Buwei looked a little confused.
The photo studio took over the deal, which was a good deed done by the photo studio killer. However, the business amount was too small, so the case was only filed in a branch building of the photo studio, and it was not qualified to be submitted to the main building for filing.
Therefore, Hu Buwei did not know the details of the case.
Hu Tianya and Hu Haijiao were also completely confused... When they were being tormented by the five old men in the Rose Garden, they, like Bai Xie, were interrogated by Lu Yi about the case.
But they also didn't know who in the photo studio did this good deed.
Hu Haijiao even complained about the matter of thousands of girls - why did others enjoy it while he suffered?
Only Hei Yu's eyes changed slightly.
Everyone present had such high levels of cultivation that Hei Yu's look was slightly off, and everyone immediately looked at him at the same time.
Hu Buwei said coldly, "Elder Hei Yu, you are responsible for the studio's external affairs. Other people in the main building may not know about this matter, but you must know it."
Hu Buwei questioned Hei You in this way because he wanted to make things clear and understandable.
As the young master of a photo studio, he couldn't possibly take the blame for no reason. No matter what the reason , he had to find out the cause and effect after being imprisoned by someone with great magical powers. To put it bluntly, he had to be a ghost who knew everything even after his death, right?
Hei Yu coughed lightly and said, "I have heard some news about the Dajinshan Temple and the thousands of girls. It was the branch building in the ancient Yunluo Kingdom that took over the order...Yes, the Fifth Young Master personally led people to do it. Those girls were also selected by the Fifth Young Master himself and abducted by his men."
The fifth young master of the photo studio, Hu Ping, was born to the concubine of the current owner of the photo studio.
Because of his mother's status, Hu Ping could not enjoy a high position like Hu Buwei, nor could he enjoy the food and drink like Hu Tianya and Hu Haijiao. Hu Ping was sent to the assassin training camp of the studio since he was a child, and studied various assassination methods.
Even so, after all, he was the son of the host, and Hu Ping's performance in the training camp was just average, but no one dared to really restrain him according to the rules. On the contrary, perhaps in the training camp, Hu Ping, whose nature was a little twisted, became more and more wanton and rampant, acting upside down and chaotic, like a mad dog.
A few years ago, Hu Ping even provoked Hu Buwei, the eldest brother of Shaozong, at a party in a photo studio. As a result, he was severely beaten by Hu Buwei and was seriously injured and bedridden. It took him a year to recover.
After that incident, Hu Ping became even more unscrupulous in his actions.
The assassination and killing for money in the photo studio itself has no bottom line, and Hu Ping's actions are even more difficult to comment on... With his Golden Lotus cultivation and the identity of the son of the owner of the photo studio, he actually killed thirteen people in the family for ten copper coins in the secular world!
Isn’t Hu Haijiao a good-for-nothing?
He bullied men and women, and targeted the cultivators in the cultivation world.
And what about Hu Ping?
This fellow doesn't even spare ordinary mortals. He is just like a spirited teddy dog. He walks casually on the street. If he sees an ordinary girl with a good look, as long as his heart is moved, he will immediately kill the whole family, kidnap people and humiliate them in public. His words and deeds have even made the owner of the photo studio yell at him: "Is this boy a beast? He is not my son!"
Hei You explained the whole process.
Hu Buwei frowned and said coldly: "Did you hear clearly, sir? Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor..."
Lu Yu drooped his eyelids and sneered, "Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor, your studio is the culprit... Could it be that you want me to go find that Fifth Young Master Hu Ping? How would I know where to find him? Please cooperate with me."
Hu Buwei smiled: "Could it be that Your Excellency wants to take us hostages, and then..."
Hei Yu said softly, "Young Master, be careful. Since this person came out for the matter of Dajinshan Temple, he is very likely the person behind the Fahai demon monk. The Fahai demon monk is very difficult to deal with. Experts from Canghai Tower, Baoguang Pavilion, and even my studio have been dispatched, but they still ended up in disgrace."
"I'm afraid there is a big force behind him."
As a studio external affairs elder who was responsible for welcoming and seeing off guests, Hei You clearly realized that the person who came today was not easy to deal with. Especially when he thought of the internal intelligence he received about the cause and effect of the Dajinshan Temple incident, Hei You was even more worried that today's incident would be difficult to resolve.
But as soon as Heiyou opened his mouth, Qingning and Qingmeng could no longer hold back. The two women looked at Hu Buwei, who was covered with thorns like a hedgehog, and shouted in unison. Two brilliant and majestic purple-red sword lights, like the rising sun, burst out turned into sword lights thousands of feet long that slashed out fiercely.
When the two girls made their move, Qingyou and their Qi were pulled in. Her Sanyang Sword also clanged, and a sword light more brilliant and magnificent than that of her two sisters burst out, illuminating the void, and with a suffocating bright and harmonious Qi, it slashed towards Hu Buwei.
The Yi Qi San Yang Sword is of pure Yang nature, brilliant and powerful, and has a strong natural restraining power against all evil and unorthodox techniques.
It just so happens that the main cultivation method of the photo studio is one that is sinister and treacherous.
As the three sword lights appeared, Bai Xie, Hei Yu, and the two young masters groaned at the same time. Before the sword lights came close to their bodies, the mere presence of the magnificent purple-red sword light covering their bodies made them feel hot all over. The magic power in their bodies rapidly collapsed and restrained, and the circulation of magic power became obscure and difficult, and wisps of white smoke seeped out of their skin.
Hu Buwei shouted loudly, took a step forward, and punched the three sword lights falling on his head!
The decorations on his body were strange, and his body was covered with thorns like a hedgehog. These strange flying swords, long nails and other objects had no other use, but brought him endless pain all the time, making him enjoy the cruelty of being torn into pieces at all times.
This is the "Mysterious Demon Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations" secretly passed down by the owner of the photo studio. One has to go through countless tribulations to condense the true body of the mysterious demon. It is a supreme means of cultivating both the body and the method. Among the many top sects in Yuanlingtian, the power of this "Mysterious Demon Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations" is enough to rank in the top ten.
Moreover, as long as you are able to endure hardships, the more you can endure hardships, the faster you will practice, the more refined and condensed the magic power you cultivate will be, and the more powerful and strong the supernatural powers you comprehend will be.
Not only was Hu Buwei's body pierced with various torture instruments that could cause him severe pain, his stomach was also filled with poison pills. His body was constantly being corroded by a variety of complex and severe poisons.
Therefore, there was always a hint of madness in the depths of his eyes .
Some people thought that this was a natural madness that was hidden deep in his bones. In fact, it was because he was constantly suffering from endless pain, which had accumulated little by little over the years, and he was almost completely turning into a mad dog.
Three sword lights fell, Hu Buwei's completely blackened eyes bulged out, his fists were covered with a layer of fine black scales, and the three sword lights struck his fists almost at the same time.
There was a crisp sound of "swish".
The Yi Qi San Yang Sword is extremely powerful. After the three women's sword hearts were condensed, the sword light flew away and disappeared, adding countless power.
However, after all, the three women’s Dao fruits have just begun to condense, while Hu Buwei has already reached the pinnacle of cultivation at the pinnacle of the void.
The gap in cultivation was too great, too great. When the Yi Qi San Yang Sword fell, it only cut three wounds half an inch deep on Hu Buwei's fist, shattered dozens of tiny black scales, and then could not make any further progress.
The three flying swords were embedded in Hu Buwei's fist, and the muscles and tendons on his fist suddenly compressed, forcing the three flying swords to not escape. The three women struggled with the swords, and the three sword lights twisted and jumped rapidly on his fist. The high-temperature sword body emitted a large amount of Yang and spiritual light, burning Hu Buwei's fist and making a "hissing" sound, and even shaking the muscles and bones on his fist.
"Haha, the sword is good, but unfortunately, your cultivation is too poor." The muscles on Hu Buwei's face twisted, and his originally handsome face turned into a demonic face that did not look like a human at all.
He bared his teeth and laughed hoarsely, "What a good sword! What a good sword! If it were in the hands of a Sword Clan cultivator with the same level of cultivation as me, this sword would at least be able to cut into my arm by a foot... But it's in your hands, a pearl thrown into the dark, hehe, what a waste!"
"This sword light... is indeed pure enough, but it is too graceful and subtle. I think the three people flying the swords are three young ladies, right? Hehe, this sword light is full of femininity!"
Through the mist, only a few hazy black shadows could be seen.
Hu Buwei couldn't see the appearance of Qingyou and the other two girls clearly, even their height and thickness were blurry. He also didn't know whether the person flying the sword was a man or a woman, and he didn't care about that... As soon as he started to move, the pain inside and outside his body suddenly intensified tenfold. He almost fainted from the pain. He just wanted to deliberately provoke his opponent!
As long as his opponent is angry, Hu Buwei will be ten or a hundred times angrier than his opponent... Once he is angry, his rage will bring him greater pain and make his combat power soar!
Lu Yi snorted coldly: "That's right, the three sisters are grown-up girls... You said their swords are not strong enough, not hard enough, then take a look at this big sword of your uncle, how about it?"
Lu Yi roared, and the Beiming Sword appeared in his hand with the sound of surging water waves.
He lifted up the huge sword that weighed as much as 1,200 elephants, and exerted all the physical strength of more than 10,000 elephants, without using any magical powers or secret techniques of wielding the sword. Just like a street thug throwing a brick, he threw the Beiming Sword fiercely at Hu Buwei.
'call'!
The Beiming Sword flew out as fast as lightning.
Hu Buwei's eyes suddenly widened, he let out a crazy scream, and suddenly released the taut muscles in his right fist, letting the Yi Qi San Yang Sword fly into the air. His body swayed, and he turned into a shadow and flew backwards.
Even though he dodged quickly, the Beiming Sword was flying even faster.
The huge sword was spinning and coming towards him like a rapidly rolling windmill. Hu Buwei was lucky that the tip of the sword did not touch him, but the heavy hilt hit his chest solidly.
With a loud 'bang', the heart-protecting mirror on Hu Buwei's chest exploded with a large piece of black light, and the sound of 'crackling' was endless. This heart-protecting mirror that was strong enough to withstand the full-strength attack of a cultivator in the Zhaoxu Realm was shattered by the Beiming Sword.
