Wow~
The wind and snow are flying!
The delicate woman wearing a big cloak steps on the chain.
A few people turned around and used Bagua Zhang to beat all the beggar's accomplices to the ground.
Bagua's hands are dark and their strength is feminine.
Ga! Boom! Click!
After several blows in a row, the delicate palms fell on the four beggars, ranging from fractures to severe injuries to their hands and feet.
But there was also a beggar who actually had sex with a woman in a big cloak.
Chen Xixiang raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the beggar's lower body, as if he saw something.
A familiar feeling appeared on the beggar.
It turns out to be the way of Baguazhang.
The woman raised her eyebrows and immediately asked:
"Who did you practice Baguazhang with?"
The beggar sneered and didn't answer, and just tried to show off his tricks.
But after a moment, he groaned.
But it was the woman who was like "flying swallows copying the water", her fingers were like lightning, and with a light poke, she passed by his chest and knocked him to the ground.
boom!
This palm seemed to be gentle, but in fact, after it landed on the beggar, it actually caused all the foot of snow behind the ground to explode.
Phew~
The beggar vomited a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, clutched his chest and shouted:
"Who are you and what kind of incense are you burning? This is the territory of the Triads. It sounds like your accent is from the north, but this is the south. Have you ever paid homage to me?"
At this time, the young man wearing a locomotive hat came over and said with a frown:
"Junior sister, we have just come to the south, and if you cause trouble, I'm afraid it will ruin the big deal between the old man and our junior uncle. It's better not to mention your name and leave."
But the woman had her back to him, her body as straight as a gun, her seemingly delicate face, but her temperament was full of stubbornness and strength, and she said softly:
"When you see unkind things, turn a blind eye. There is no such person in my Gong family, and my father has never taught him."
She turned around to help the fascinated child up, massaged its back a few times, and slapped it hard. The child coughed violently and woke up.
"Go home now."
After waking up the child and letting him go, the woman stood up with her back to the beggars and said:
"Listen up, my surname is Gong. I come from the north. Tell the masters behind you that they know who I am. If they want to find someone, I will take care of it."
After that, he walked over and said to the man in the locomotive hat:
"Let's go, don't keep dad waiting."
The man frowned and glanced at the beggars on the ground, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.
After a moment of hesitation, without saying anything, he followed the woman named Gong and left from the street.
"When we come to Foshan this time, the old man's original intention is to let us see the world and get to know the big shots in the martial arts in the north and south. Now you..."
On the road, the man's voice was deep.
But just as he was talking, suddenly all the people walking around the corner disappeared. In the snowy weather, nearly a hundred people rushed over with knives.
The two of them changed color immediately.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing silk. After leading people to surround the two people, he looked at the man and woman with a sneer on his face, clapped his hands and said:
"There are all kinds of things, and each has his own way. You two are not very young, but you are quite broad-minded about things."
Gong Er said in a cold voice: "You people are not discerning. If you do dirty things in front of me, I will be too gentle."
The man's face turned gloomy, then he raised his brows, took a step forward and cupped his hands:
"Everyone, I'm dismounting. This is my junior sister Gong Ruomei. We are disciples of the Bagua Sect. My master Gong Baotian. You are all brothers of the Triad Society. You should have said that my master has recently had a relationship with your three major leaders in the south. The boxing champion, the masters of various factions are negotiating a big deal. He and Mr. Du Xinwu, the two leaders of Qinghong, are both from the world, so give me some face..."
Unexpectedly, the words were not finished yet.
The middle-aged man wearing a silk gown at the head sneered:
"Since you are from the north, you arrive at the territory of the Triads, and you dare to injure people in my gang while you are still lying there. Stop talking nonsense and get them all!"
…………
A courtyard in Foshan.
The leaders of Bagua Xingyi rest here.
The person in charge is of course Li Cunyi, the current head of the Xingyi Bagua Sect.
He has a square face and a majestic body. Sitting there, he gives off an aura of majesty. He is famous and influential in the martial arts world. Everyone has heard of him.
Even if Sun Lutang has beaten all the masters in the world, when he sees this fellow master, he still has to respect him a little bit. It's not about his boxing skills, but that Li Cunyi deserves the respect of someone like Sun Lutang.
Shang Yunxiang, Xue Dian, Wang Fengxiang, Tang Weilu, Fu Jianqiu and several juniors were also waiting in front of them.
There are more northern disciples outside the door.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a monkey on his back rushed in and shouted in a rough voice:
"Sir, it's not good. Miss and Ma San'er were blocked by people from the Southern Gang on the street."
Hear the words.
Li Cunyi, Gong Baotian, and Che Yizhai all stood up from their chairs at the same time.
"What's going on?" Che Yizhai's beard trembled. After hearing this, he immediately rushed out: "Feng Xiang, Xue Dian, Yun Xiang, why don't you hurry up and save people!"
Gong Er has been practicing martial arts with his junior brother Baotian since he was a child, and he is very popular among his junior uncles and uncles. He can be said to be the apple of the eye of these old guys.
This girl is obsessed with martial arts and is naturally stubborn. She is a rare martial arts material in a century. She has already mastered the essence of her junior brother's Baguazhang at such a young age.
But no matter how high his kung fu is, even if he has Ma San'er by his side, he still can't withstand hundreds of people from the local gang surrounding him.
"It's the Triads."
Gong Baotian immediately lifted his robe and stepped out.
In an instant, all the disciples of the Northern Xingyi Bagua Sect were filled with indignation and rushed out following their masters.
Li Cunyi frowned and said quietly, following closely behind his junior brother: "This is not right, don't be impulsive for a moment."
………………
Hoo ho ho! !
The wind and snow were raging on the street, and the swords were shining in chaos.
Nearly a hundred men with fierce looks surrounded Gong Er and Ma San, each wielding a knife and slashing away.
The knives in the hands of these people are very sharp and extremely cruel.
Stab!
Ma San's hat flew off with one slash.
Ma San tilted his head dangerously.
"So cruel, you want my life!"
He was so shocked and angry that he actually went straight for his neck. These people wanted to kill people!
As soon as he moved his hands, Ma San didn't care about anything. With a cold killing intent rolling in his eyes, he opened and closed the "Wind Chasing Cannon" with his hand, and suddenly cut into the Triad gang in front of him.
boom!
Stab!
The sound of fists and sharp knives cutting cloth came out intensively!
"Brother!"
Gong Er's face changed slightly, but at the same time he twisted his waist and limbs, like a dragon swimming in the snow. As he swam, the joints of his arms tensed, and he cut out a palm, directly breaking a person's jaw.
The middle-aged man in silk clothes narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly: "No matter how good your kung fu is, under these random swords, even if you two are gods, you will still die!"
Hurrah! !
Seeing that although the two men were very skilled, hundreds of people rushed over at the same time. The light of their swords entered the net and seemed to cut through the wind and snow.
as expected.
Only then did Gong Er take action to defeat the three of them.
There were already more than a dozen knives attacking her from the front, back, left, and right. No matter which direction she ran to break out, she would definitely be hit by seven or eight knives.
Gong Er's eyes were calm, without any fear at all. There was a strong fear of risking everything. He stepped forward continuously and rushed out his hands, like lightning chasing the moon.
Within a few steps, a man with dark energy moved his hair and his feet were like a loach, squeezing in directly from the three knives in front of him.
Huoran struck with three palms in succession, killing three people in a flash of lightning.
After killing three people, she couldn't help but feel lonely.
When I was a child, I went to listen to storytelling opera with my father, and we always heard the heroes in it say, "Kill one to get enough money, kill two to make a profit."
She killed six people before she died, and she didn't know if she made any money.
But just when she had killed three people in exchange for her life, long swords came from behind and she had nowhere to hide. She was about to be hacked to death by the swords, and Xiang Xiaoyu died.
Suddenly there was a "clinking" sound from behind, and there was actually the sound of swords falling to the ground.
Gong Er's eyes just flashed, and there was an extra hand in front of him.
The skin is delicate, like jade, exuding a touch of magic.
The fingers are long and slender.
He directly reached for the seven knives in front of him.
The blade is awesome!
Those knives came over, and when they touched this hand, they were struck by five fingers like strings, causing the airflow in front of them to roar and hit the blade.
The wind, snow and air flow rushed to Gong Er's face, making her feel as if she was in a dream.
The swords that were supposed to kill her all disappeared.
Then...
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
…
All seven machetes were flicked and rolled by this hand, making crisp sounds.
It was like a window grill made of paper. It was poked and beaten into pieces and flew around. Then, it was rolled up by the sleeve of that hand and reflected back to the knife-wielding gang members.
At that moment, all seven people's eyes widened, as if they had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
Immediately afterwards,
Puff puff! !
"ah!!"
Continuous screams were heard, and seven people fell to the ground like lightning.
Gong Er looked at this hand foolishly.
I finally understood what the noise behind me was.
She couldn't believe that someone could practice kung fu to such an extent.
This is no longer the ingenuity of the ox tongue curling grass, but directly treating thousands of people as if they are nothing, and treating swords as if they are nothing.
On the side, Ma San, who was covered in blood, was also shocked as he looked at the man who saved them.
"This person... what level of cultivation..."
Transform energy? Dan Jin?
Can Dan Jin do this?
Gong Er immediately raised his head to look at the man's face, wondering who saved him.
At this glance, I found that the person who saved me was actually very young.
Gong Er blurted out: "Who are you?"
"According to seniority, I count you as my uncle."
After Chen Xixiang knocked away seven knives one after another, he held Gong Er's wrist with one hand and walked out with a calm expression. The swords in front of him were struck by light, but he only waved and slapped them with one hand before they flew away.
After a few consecutive steps, he came directly to the middle-aged man wearing silk.
Hoo ho ho!
Gong Er felt the roaring wind around her, tearing out from the skin of the person next to her, making her ears ring.
"This is what dad said about practicing strength to achieve strength..."
Gong Er was shocked.
Master uncle?
She actually has such a young uncle?
The middle-aged man is a member of the Triad Society, his name is Zheng Daokun, and he is a master of Hongquan.
His name is Double Flower Red Stick, which means he is the most capable person in the gang.
Ever since Zheng Daokun saw Chen Xixiang stepping in from the side, dozens of gang members were like scarecrows, being smashed to pieces by him.
Then Chen Xixiang picked it up with his arm and threw it away like pieces of paper.
In just a dozen breaths, more than thirty of them were knocked upside down wherever the young man passed.
What's even more weird is that some people, for some unknown reason, stopped standing still after the young man passed by, as if they were scared out of their wits.
This kind of boxing practice is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
It's so scary that he doesn't even look like a human being!
Look at Chen Xixiang coming towards him again.
"Who are you?"
Zheng Daokun roared angrily, and Hong Quan opened his stance, stepped forward, punched forward, twisted his hips, and rushed in front of Chen Xixiang.
"Just a Taoist."
Chen Xixiang watched the punch coming, and just stood still, staring slowly at it.
A pair of eyes were like lightning, as if they had magic power, shooting straight out!
Shock the mind!
"These...eyes..."
The double-flowered red stick immediately felt a storm and stormy waves in his mind, as if the gods above the nine heavens were looking down at him.
Just a pair of eyes.
His eyes were distracted and he was stunned at the scene.
at this time.
"It's Zheng Daokun from the Triad. This is the disciple of the Southern Boxing Champion Liang Zan."
Several figures in the distance were running from the street.
But then he saw Chen Xixiang without taking action, which shocked Zheng Daokun.
"His luck is strong and he can hit people with his gaze. This person's kung fu has reached the level of Sun Lutang!"
A voice came from the figure, with a strong sense of disbelief. From a distance, I saw people on the street being thrown away like pieces of paper, and then I saw Chen Xixiang hitting people with his eyes, immobilizing the Triad. This leader Zheng Daokun.
"Sir, who is he with such a cultivation level?"
It was Li Cunyi and Gong Baotian who came after hearing the news.
The Triad gang members who personally saw Chen Xixiang in a no-man's land all screamed in horror.
"Demon? Monster! Or a fairy!"
In a dozen breaths, dozens of people were thrown away, and some people were immobilized.
Especially that hand, which couldn't be hurt by the sword. Instead, it was broken into pieces and flew out. The power was more terrifying than bullets.
"He is not human!"
The other members of the Triad all retreated in fear.
They each looked at Chen Xi, who was standing there, as if he were looking at a ghost or a god, as if what was standing there was not a person, but a human immortal Buddha.
………………
ps: Xiaolu’s 23rd birthday is here. I have to go out to have a meal with friends in the evening. I can’t write the third update. Today is only two updates and 7,000 words. I plan to take half a day off for my birthday. I want to wish you a happy birthday~
