As soon as Lu Xiong said this, all the men in the hall made surprised and angry sounds.
Qin Mengxian was watching the battle, and when he heard the boos from the men in the hall, he couldn't help but frowned, and secretly complained to his close men: "I said that this man named Lu has not accomplished enough. We are here to win people's hearts. I will kill Lei Mansion blind." The martial arts master’s eyes can be said to be like the sword without eyes during a martial arts competition, but he speaks openly and exposes scandals about himself, isn’t it a bad thing?”
Lu Xiong on the stage chuckled, wiped off the blood spots on his face, raised his feet high, and was about to step down when suddenly there were several roars, and a figure rushed in and punched him.
Lu Xiong took a deep breath and took it with both hands. He felt that this man's fist was extremely heavy and he couldn't help but take several steps back.
"Fan Jun! Kill that son of a bitch Chuang Tianmen!" Wei Jing followed Bei Xiaolu back to the hall. After hearing what Lu Xiong said, Wei Jing couldn't help but boil with anger.
At that moment, the masters of Bawang Inn roared, and several of them attacked Lu Xiong. Fan Jun rushed the fastest and knocked Lu Xiong away with one punch, saying loudly: "I'll deal with this guy!"
The mantis player Chang An and Taoist Wang looked at each other and dragged Chen Bie back. Wu Buxiu, the owner of the Overlord Inn who was sitting at the VIP table, was watching the show with a smile. Seeing Lu Xiong's domineering words and deeds, he had heard that Chen Bie was dependent on each other. My uncle was beaten to death by bad guys while selling vegetables in the market. Only now do I know that it was Lu Xiong who broke into Tianmen. Wu Buxiu, an old man, couldn't help but get angry. He grabbed the wine glass and wanted to throw Lu Xiong. When Fan Jun took action, he didn't kill him. Throwing the cup out of hand.
"Good guy..." Lu Xiong rubbed his palms, twisted his neck, looked at Fan Jun, suddenly turned his head and asked again: "Who was just yelling about beating to death the son of a bitch who broke into Tianmen? If you can, stand still. Come out and speak.”
Wei Jing took a deep breath and suddenly remembered the dispute between himself, Man Quanli and He Wen. Thinking that a showdown with Chuangtianmen would be very troublesome at this time, he didn't answer. Fortunately, the scene was in a commotion, and many people booed at the same time, and no one paid attention to who made these particularly loud remarks.
Fan Jun laughed. He recognized Wei Jing's voice, but he didn't look back or say anything. Instead, he shouted loudly: "I heard it, I will beat him to death!"
Bei Xiaolu hit Wei Jing on the head hard and scolded him in a low voice: "Why are you so crazy? We already have the things. Let's go quickly before anyone finds out."
Wei Jing didn't want to leave and resisted, saying, "Wait a minute, let me see Fan Jun beat him up with my own eyes!"
Bei Xiaolu couldn't pull Wei Jing, and she didn't dare to pull hard, for fear that during the argument, someone would find the big wooden box wrapped in a silk scarf on her back.
Lu Xiong was heard shouting fiercely, and he struck Fan Jun with a pair of huge fists.
Fan Jun also shouted in a deep voice, squatted down into a strong horse stance, and blocked with both arms. However, he felt that Lu Xiong's fists were much more powerful than those of Yu Erji and Zhang Sanlong. He had to retreat and dodge, unable to make a direct connection.
"Your fists and feet are similar to mine. If I take my fists seriously, most people would block them with their arms, and their bones would have been broken long ago. It's good that you can take a few punches, haha!" Lu Xiong laughed arrogantly, swinging his thick fists. Like a windmill, a pair of short legs approached Fan Jun step by step.
"Our paths are different!" Fan Jun shouted, and under the gap where Lu Xiong's fist passed, he stepped on Lu Xiong's belly with his left foot and climbed up like a staircase, his right leg and knee A solid top of Lu Xiong's face.
Lu Xiong was hit by the knee and leaned back. When he raised his head, he saw Fan Jun leaping in the air. He was kicked three more times in the chest and abdomen. He was kicked back continuously by the chain of kicks.
"You have short legs and don't know how to do it, but I can!" Fan Jun's leg skills were good, and he was taller and had longer legs. Since he couldn't hit Lu Xiong head-on with his fists, he kicked him with his legs, which were longer than his hands. Too many, attacking Lu Xiong's body and legs from a distance.
"Drink!" Lu Xiong shouted angrily and punched Fan Jun's kicked leg.
Fan Jun quickly retracted his legs, knowing that if his fist hit his calf or ankle, the bones might be broken.
Fan Jun changed his moves again. Three high spinning kicks were followed by a leg sweep. Fan Jun leaned very low and swept Lu Xiong's leg with his leg. As expected, Lu Xiong fell to one knee.
Fan Jun shouted loudly, stepped hard with a few heavy steps, and used a powerful close-quarters boxing technique, hitting Lu Xiong's head and face with his fists and elbows.
Lu Xiong was too fat. He was kneeling on the ground and was attacked by Fan Jun. He couldn't stand up for a while, and his punches were not as strong as when he was standing. Fan Jun took advantage of this opportunity and punched Lu Xiong in the face several times. He was also punched twice by Lu Xiong in the lower abdomen. He only felt his spleen and stomach churning and in great pain.
Lu Xiong fell backward with a groan, wiped off the blood on his face with one hand, picked up the fallen wooden pillar with the other, struggled to get up, saw Fan Jun's position clearly, and smashed the big wooden pillar with a bang.
Fan Jun dodged the wooden pillar, but his abdomen was still in pain. He reached behind his back with his hands and pulled out the iron crutches.
"Okay──" Wei Jing couldn't help but yell when he saw Fan Jun taking out the kidnapper. He was kicked by Bei Xiaolu again, and he turned around and started to fight with her angrily.
Lu Xiong roared and swept towards him with a wooden pillar with one hand. Fan Jun's eyes widened, his horse's steps were steady, he turned around with luck, and with iron crutches on his arms, he took the bombardment forcefully. The sound of the collision frightened the practitioners who were watching the battle and took half a step back.
Although the wooden pillar was heavy, it was too thick for Lu Xiong to hold firmly with one hand, and its strength was not as strong as it looked. After being shaken by Fan Jun's hard Qigong, it flew out of his hand.
Lu Xiong was stunned, and Fan Jun quickly approached him. Lu Xiong used his fists to attack, but at this time Fan Jun had an iron crutch on his arm, which greatly increased his power. He met Lu Xiong head-on several times, but Lu Xiong was in much more pain. , Fan Jun suffered less pain.
Fan Jun moved the iron crutch dexterously, and the crutch rotated around the handle. When the long handle pointed outward, it seemed as if his arm was extending, and hit Lu Xiong in the throat.
Lu Xiong covered his throat and coughed repeatedly. He slapped Fan Jun with his other hand. Fan Jun roared angrily. His hard qigong exploded. He flicked Lu Xiong's slap away with his left arm. He hooked up with his right hand and raised his elbow. He leaned against the kidnapper and hit Lu Xiong on the chin.
Lu Xiong only felt a sharp pain in his jaw. It seemed that the bones were broken. His eyes blurred, and he fell down as soon as his body went limp. The corners of his mouth were full of blood.
"Wow──" cheers erupted in the hall, and most of the men cheered and shouted. The martial arts masters of Lei Mansion Martial Arts School shouted and applauded, and their palms turned red. Their chief martial arts master Liang Kai was blinded by Qin Mengxian, and Fan Although Jun was not a member of the Lei family, he knocked out the other deputy hall master of Chuangtianmen, which was equivalent to creating a bad atmosphere for the entire Lei family.
"Okay, Fan Jun is so powerful!" Wei Jing laughed loudly, jumped up and down, and yelled: "Kill those bullies who broke into Tianmen!"
This time, Bei Xiaolu ignored Wei Jing's objection and just grabbed his hair and dragged him out, saying, "The show is over. I'm very happy. Let's go!"
Wei Jing screamed in pain: "You bitch, your grip hurts me so much, let go quickly, ah, Qin Meng wants to fight Fan Jun first! Let go now, I want to watch!"
Bei Xiaolu was angry, took out a dart, put it on Wei Jing's neck, pierced the skin just a little bit, and scolded: "You brat, don't ruin my big event!"
"I haven't said goodbye to Fan Jun yet. He and I still have things to do!" Wei Jing cursed angrily, but the dart was very sharp and hurt his head and neck, so he did not dare to struggle hard and was pulled out by Bei Xiaolu. Outside the hall, rumbling shouts could be heard in the hall. I don't know whether it was Fan Jun's double crutches that took the advantage, or Qin Mengxian's double hooks.
"When our business is finished, why don't you go to Bawang Inn to find him again!" Bei Xiaolu cursed and escorted Wei Jing out of Lei Mansion.
Wei Jing walked out of Lei Mansion, let the cool night breeze blow, and his head suddenly calmed down a lot. He thought that there were still many Chuangtianmen gang members inside, and maybe there was an ambush outside. Plus he and Bei Xiaolu had stolen treasures from Lei Mansion, so they had to stay a little longer. It was also an added danger, so he stopped shouting to go back. He just called Axi a few times and followed Bei Xiaolu.
