Li Mubai, who was about to take the sword, quickly retracted his hand.
A series of bullet hits.
Several long swords whirled and flew away.
With the blessing of gun fighting skills, such a short distance.
Even if it is a moving target, Luo Heng can always hit the mark.
"Ouch!"
An unlucky guy was hit by a flying ricochet.
Holding the pain in his lower abdomen, he exhaled.
Luo Heng's eyes fell on the people who had just thrown swords at Li Mubai.
Several people shivered at the same time.
Some people subconsciously took two steps back, trying to shrink into the crowd.
pity.
Everyone was not stupid, and quickly distanced themselves from these people, leaving an open space for the boss beside them.
Highlight these people.
Moreover, after the gunshots were fired, the surroundings became more lively.
The people on the roof, like penguins basking in the Antarctic sun, were attacked by seals.
It's like dumplings all of a sudden.
All jump down.
Luo Heng did not rely on the power of firearms to kill wantonly.
Instead, he turned his hand and put away Thompson again.
Luo Heng was not trying to talk about moral principles.
Instead, he just shot people to death with a gun, but there was no treasure chest to take.
Li Mubai made the mistake with one hand and did not catch the sword.
He stood there with a gloomy look on his face.
Luo Heng narrowed his eyes at him and grinned: "Are you going to cut it off yourself? Or should I shave your head for you?"
"A lunatic can't achieve such a high level of kung fu as you, so why do you have to be enemies with everyone?"
Li Mubai calmed down at this time and asked with some confusion.
Luo Heng sneered: "Are we enemies of everyone? When the Tatars entered the country, they said, "You should keep your head but not your hair, and you should keep your hair but not your head." Does this mean they are enemies of everyone?
“We Han people originally pay attention to our body, hair and skin, which are inherited from our parents and should not be damaged.
"Have the Tatars ever considered it? Our compatriots in Kyushu are now forced to have their heads shaved and their tails braided under the sword and gun of those days.
"I asked you to cut it, and I didn't do it as much as they did. How can I become your enemy?"
"But……"
"No buts!" Luo Heng interrupted Li Mubai who was about to say something else.
He said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to keep your braids, then keep your head. This is the rule here today.
"Anyone who doesn't comply is a f*cking enemy of me!"
The words sounded like thunder.
It can be heard almost in most of Anqing City.
In the government office.
Xu Baijiu trembled and secretly rejoiced that at home that day, Luo Heng wanted to buy "Golden Needle Fu".
He nodded readily and agreed. If he fought against him, he might not be able to keep his braids.
Xu Baijiu didn't care so much about the braids on his head.
But he was working as an errand in the yamen, and since his pigtails were gone, he couldn't keep his job.
Luo Heng came all the way from Guangdong and Guangxi to the north, and all the officials who had their pigtails cut off by him.
All lost their official positions.
If this had happened in the past, it would probably have damaged his head.
At this time, the capital's control over the local area has become weak.
Those officials were only ordered to shut up and think about their mistakes without any additional punishment, so they saved their lives.
Things were so fucked up, Luo Heng cut off his braid not voluntarily, and in the eyes of the princes of the Manchu Dynasty, it was also a sin...
"This... is such a wild and rebellious person. This is blatant rebellion!"
Governor Liu Ruji took action against the case.
In the lobby, officials were sitting peacefully, waiting for the gangsters outside to kill each other.
Everyone was filled with indignation and shocked by Luo Heng's bold words.
"Come here, mobilize the troops, go and punish the madman on the spot. We must capture this man at all costs!"
Liu Ruji no longer cares about so much.
Luo Henggang said this in Anqing Mansion.
If he, the governor of Anqing Prefecture, has not done anything, he will never wear the black gauze hat.
Luo Heng is not only destroying everyone's jobs!
This kid is fucking trying to stir up trouble!
Li Mubai was stunned and did not answer.
How could Luo Heng wait for him to get entangled?
He raised his Qing Ming Sword and was about to step forward to shave the Wudang leader's head.
Then I heard an old man shouting from the crowd: "What an arrogant boy, do you really think you are the only one in the world of martial arts?"
Luo Heng squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.
The surrounding crowd also quickly distanced themselves.
That leaves a lot of space.
A green sedan chair.
Next to it stood four young men dressed in national flags.
The sedan curtain has been opened at this time.
Sitting inside was a little old man with gray braids.
Wearing a green brocade robe on the lower body and a black mandarin jacket on the upper body.
The old man saw that everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Then he calmly got up from the sedan chair.
Stepped out of the sedan chair.
There was a gray beard on his thin face.
As he walked, he put one hand on his chin and the other on his back.
He looked like an immortal and full of magnificence.
Luo Heng frowned slightly.
No questions asked.
There were people in the world who recognized this person's origin.
"It turns out that Mr. Suo, the founder of Jinmen Martial Arts, has arrived..."
"Okay, Master Yousuo takes action. Let's see how arrogant the devil can be this time!"
"Mr. Suo, I'm here to say hello to you. This devil has committed such a heinous crime that he actually alarmed you."
Listening to the flattery all around.
Mr. Suo nodded slightly reservedly.
He stepped forward and made a slight gesture.
He jumped directly onto the roof, drooped his eyelids, and looked at Luo Heng with slightly squinted eyes.
Next to the sedan, a young boy followed Master Suo and jumped up to the house, standing next to Master Suo.
He held his head proudly and pointed his nostrils at Luo Heng.
It seems that if his master takes action, Luo Heng will be defeated and will not be able to cause any trouble.
After standing for a moment, Mr. Suo slowly lifted up his robe.
Show your legs.
Stepping on the tiles, he slowly walked to Luo Heng.
Luo Heng couldn't figure out the origin of this old man.
Just listen to what those people said, who is the founder of Jinmen Martial Arts?
I saw this old man coming up again. Although he took a few steps, he looked ordinary.
His feet landed on the tiles, but there was no sound.
He's really a master.
There was also a hint of vigilance in my heart.
He simply stood still, waiting for Mr. Suo to approach.
Master Suo suddenly raised his foot.
Luo Heng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the hand holding the Qingming Sword tightened slightly, and he was about to take action.
But he saw Mr. Suo lift his legs and sweep them in front of Luo Heng.
Luo Heng was keenly aware of it.
With the length of this guy's legs, he couldn't reach him at all.
He simply continued to stand and didn't move, watching what tricks he was playing.
Mr. Suo swept across with one kick and then put his foot back.
Luo Heng didn't understand yet what tricks this little old man was playing.
Then he saw the young man behind Mr. Suo coming forward.
From the tile, he picked up a fly that was still kicking with two fingers.
Lift it high.
Showing it around triumphantly.
Then he handed it to Luo Heng and shook it.
"Hey, kick a fly to death, Luo Heng, have you heard of it?
"My master is Mr. Suo Tianxiangsuo, the founder of Tianjin Weiwu Xing.
"Kicking flies with your feet, holding a big top with one finger, and sleeping on a spider's web. These are the three unique skills of our Master Suo!"
Luo Heng looked at the flies between this guy's fingers.
It's quite interesting.
This one-finger holding the big top is actually nothing.
With Luo Heng's current physical fitness, let alone one-finger handstand.
You can even do a handstand with a few hundred kilograms of weight on one finger.
However, kicking a flying fly to death with your feet is much more difficult than using a sword, chopsticks, or your fingers.
From this point of view, Suo Tianxiang's leg skills are really quite impressive.
But what really aroused Luo Heng's interest.
But it is the last of the three unique skills this guy mentioned.
Sleep on the spider web!
This is an amazing light skill!
Even more awesome than that little dragon girl sleeping on the rope!
I thought that the Gecko's Dragon Flying Kung Fu was too weak, but this time it was just right, and the superb Qing Kung Fu was presented to me.
After sizing up this guy after kicking the fly.
Then he stroked his beard and closed his eyes slightly.
Luo Hengrao asked with interest: "Oh? Lying on the spider web and sleeping?
"So, the Qing Gong practiced by Mr. Suo should be very powerful?"
"I can't say it's amazing. The Qing Gong we are learning is the Quanzhen Golden Goose Kung Fu from Taoism. A master of it can fly up to one foot in the air and walk thirty-seven steps in the air."
Mr. Suo was very straightforward and directly stated the name of his Qing Gong.
"It turns out that Mr. Suo's disciple is the Taoist Quanzhen. No wonder he is so powerful!"
"Hey, you guys just know now? In Jinmen, Mr. Suo's name is still above Huo Yuanjia, plum nose, and yellow iron hand..."
"Master Suo Tianxiangsuo, he is the number one in Jinmen martial arts!"
Many martial arts people below started talking again.
Luo Heng became more and more interested.
The inheritance of Quanzhen Taoism.
He doesn't care about thirty-seven steps in the air or anything like that.
As long as you know that with this Golden Wild Goose Skill, you can jump ten feet out of thin air, and you can also fly across the sky, which is better than your own Gecko and Dragon Flying Skill.
It's much easier to just climb walls and cliffs.
I have already made up my mind.
Today this Qing Gong is going to be finalized!
It won’t be easy for anyone to come.
Seeing Luo Heng's silence, Suo Tianxiang thought he had been shocked by his little kick at kicking a fly.
The corners of his mouth pursed slightly.
He opened his mouth and asked: "I see that the moves you just used are both Baji and have both form and meaning, as well as the evil methods of the White Lotus Sect.
"Who are you? If you tell me, you might have some friendship with us."
Luo Heng saw his pretentious look.
He sneered and said: "I, Luo Heng, don't have any masters. All my abilities are earned through my own hard work."
Suo Tianxiang heard this.
It was really a bit surprising.
Luo Heng had just been defeated by Li Mubai, who was known as the best swordsman in the world.
No matter how powerful he is, Suo Tianxiang can't say that he can definitely win against the head of Wudang.
But he was just waiting below and saw it clearly.
Luo Heng fights with Li Mubai.
What made the greatest contribution was the two qi lights, one yellow and one white.
Suo Tianxiang thought to himself that this must be some kind of evil technique, just based on kung fu.
Li Mubai is still above Luo Heng.
The reason why he still stood up at this time.
Naturally, we have already thought of countermeasures.
Then he stroked his beard and said: "You, a young man, have some talent in self-taught skills.
"Then let me ask you again, how many kinds of south fist and north kick do you know?"
Luo Heng was thinking about his Qinggong skills.
Rarely patient, he shook his head and said with a smile: "What can be called Nanquan is probably Wing Chun.
"As for the north leg, I haven't learned it yet..."
Luo Heng wasn't lying.
Those few skills he knows.
Bajiquan, Xingyiquan, and Baguazhang cannot be called orthodox southern boxing.
As for the north leg, he really hasn't learned it.
Moreover, his current strength is actually more based on supernatural powers.
No one asked about this, and Luo Heng had no intention of showing off.
Discussing immortality with this group of martial arts people, I guess they don’t quite understand.
Perhaps the only person present at the scene was Li Mubai, an orthodox Taoist successor.
Maybe you can learn some superficial knowledge about magical powers.
Master Suo saw Luo Heng reply like this.
A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.
He decided that Luo Heng was a wild man.
He took a step forward and pointed at the Qingming Sword in Luo Heng's hand.
He glanced at the many martial arts people around him.
Then he said: "Since you haven't learned much, I won't bully you.
"I will give you some pointers today. Don't rely on the sharpness of this sword. Let's play with you on my fists and feet."
When Luo Heng heard this, he almost burst into laughter.
To put it another way, people in the world of martial arts have become mature with age.
This old guy came up to show off such a big deal.
After asking around so many times, it turned out that he was waiting for me here.
Luo Heng turned his hand and put away the Qingming Sword.
When Suo Tianxiang saw Luo Heng move his wrist out of thin air, the Qingming Sword disappeared immediately.
My heart skipped a beat.
He also thought about the powerful firearms that Luo Heng used before, and they were so easy to use.
It seems to be some kind of amazing magic spell.
He couldn't help but add: "If you want to learn kung fu, it's best not to use your technique.
"How about we just compete with each other with fists and kicks?"
Luo Heng was not verbose either.
He nodded and smiled: "Okay, then it's up to you, just fight with fists and feet!
"However, you have the final say in everything. As soon as you come up, you will ban all the magic and magical powers that I am good at.
"It doesn't make sense to only compete with you in your best boxing and kicking skills, right? How about we make a bet?"
Suo Tianxiang frowned: "What are you betting on?"
"Just bet on your kung fu. I won't use magic or guns, I'll fight you with just my fists and kicks.
"If you lose, hand over your three unique skills. I won't embarrass you. Depending on your age, I will leave your braids and return to Jinmen to retire."
"What if you lose?"
Luo Heng asked directly without any use of magic or Suo Tianxiang.
"You make a condition. You can choose whatever you like from me."
Luo Heng spread his hands and replied with a slight smile.
Suo Tianxiang squinted his eyes and shook his head.
"Then I want the hand you just used to pick up objects out of thin air."
"Okay, just this technique, as long as you can win, I will give it to you!"
Luo Heng agreed happily.
God damn magic.
The indestructible body of Vajra, the Hum Ha Second Blowing Technique, even if it is the red lotus method.
They can all be said to be magical powers.
The only thing that can be retrieved out of thin air is the system backpack!
This old man Suo was also blind and chose something that even if he won, he would not be able to get it.
However, Luo Heng was confident that he could not let this old guy defeat him.
The two parties negotiated terms.
Suo Tianxiang lifted up his brocade robe with one hand.
Squat down slightly.
A foot came out like lightning and thrust into Luo Heng's lower body.
Luo Heng raised his foot and kicked it, blocking Suo Tianxiang's foot.
Suo Tianxiang is not all just talking.
Both feet were used continuously.
Perform a set of thirty-six moves.
Luo Heng couldn't take them all just by relying on his leg skills.
He was kicked firmly in the leg by this old guy.
However, the first kick hit Luo Heng's leg, but Luo Heng's figure did not move at all.
My heart suddenly became calm.
With the defense of the Vajra Indestructible Body, both sides only used their fists and kicks, and Luo Hengben was in an invincible position.
Plus the strength from this kick.
Luo Heng has already tried it out, and Suo Tianxiang is old.
His energy has long been inferior to that of young people.
Kicks on his body didn't even hurt. He was not as good as Huang Feihong or Yu Xiulian, a young man whose kung fu was weaker than him.
Luo Heng simply gave up interception and defense.
He punched out directly, and then came a strong pressure, and directly moved and half-stepped the fist.
Hit the door facing Suo Tianxiang.
Mr. Suo doesn't have the same kung fu as Luo Heng.
He had to duck to avoid the fist.
During the gap, he kicked a few more times, keeping Luo Heng's kicks at his feet.
"good!"
"Well done, Master Suo!"
"As expected, he is number one in Jinmen. The devil will suffer a big loss this time."
Below, many martial arts people did not see the truth at all.
I saw Master Suo's moves gaining the upper hand.
In a moment, Luo Heng had been kicked several times.
But Luo Heng only threw one punch, and Suo Tianxiang dodged it. In the scene, Suo Tianxiang definitely crushed Luo Heng.
"Master, it's really Luo Heng..."
In the crowd, Huang Feihong's master and apprentice just arrived and saw this scene.
Coupled with the discussion among the people around him, Liang Kuan looked at Luo Heng who seemed to be suffering a loss and said with some worry.
Huang Feihong shook his head slightly and raised his hand to signal Liang Kuan to stop making any sound.
With his eyesight, he could certainly see it.
Although Suo Tianxiang seemed to have a powerful attack, he just lacked the strength to attack and failed to break Luo Heng's defense at all.
Not far behind the two of them.
Several young men wearing black forged mandarin jackets gathered together.
"Master Gong, should we take the opportunity to go up and help?"
A subordinate lowered his voice, leaned into Gong Baosen's ear, and whispered a suggestion.
Gong Baosen frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "Take another look and we will determine the winner!"
The subordinate was puzzled and looked up again.
But Luo Heng missed a punch and his expression remained unchanged.
Suo Tianxiang, who was vigorously attacking, suddenly changed his moves and moved up and down simultaneously.
Kicked Luo Heng's lower body.
With a sweeping punch from above, Luo Heng pressed down with one hand and slapped Suo Tianxiang's feet.
This place cannot be allowed to be attacked casually.
Although the magical power of King Kong is indestructible, it has no weaknesses.
Even if the kick doesn't hit, it doesn't matter.
But a man's dignity can't stand it.
Luo Heng had already tested Suo Tianxiang's truth and he no longer held back.
With a swing of one arm, he directly clamped Suo Tianxiang's arm.
Clamp the opponent and retreat.
One foot came forward and inserted between Suo Tianxiang's feet.
His body swayed, his shoulders dropped to his hips.
Twist your waist and hit the back of the mountain!
Suo Tianxiang was also smart, and immediately put his other hand across his chest, trying to push Luo Heng away.
Still not strong enough.
Luo Heng's poster supporter is inherently fierce and domineering and unreasonable.
In addition, his Guiyi Gong integrates Xingyi Bengjin, Bagua Yinrou, Baji Wuji, Wing Chun Continuous and many other methods of luck.
Use this time.
Leaning on Suo Tianxiang's arm, he seemed to feel no pressure.
In fact, the strength is like a wave, one after another, impacting continuously.
Suo Tianxiang was hit by this.
It obviously only hit the arm.
But he only felt that his entire body was being shattered by the waves of force that came one after another.
I couldn't exert any strength in my body.
Luo Heng was unreasonable and unforgiving.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when Suo Tianxiang lost his ability to parry.
Taking another step forward, Suo Tianxiang was pushed backwards.
Luo Heng took advantage of the situation and raised his elbow in one move, and used the eight-pole single-yang top move.
From bottom to top, it was about to hit Suo Tianxiang's chin.
The souls of the dead appeared in great numbers, shocking the sky.
I thought to myself, my life is over!
I wanted to resist, but I couldn't muster the strength.
He wanted to dodge, but Luo Heng clamped his arm, and he could only close his eyes helplessly.
Waiting for the next, heavy blow! (End of chapter)
