Bai Yutian had heard about it but didn't feel much about it. He felt that neither of the two people on the stage should be the man in black.
Zhu Rongfeng, nicknamed Fire Cloud God Palm, had extremely masculine internal strength, but none of the two men in black robes with silver threads who had fought against him had palm power like his.
As for Zhang Yifan, logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case. He was the sworn brother of Jiang Daogong's father-in-law, and he had been friends with Jiang Daogong for more than thirty years. If he wasn't a snake-hearted person, how could he have done this to Jiang Daogong. Furthermore, he has no skills at all. If he is presiding over important matters here, how can he be ten miles away to carry out sneak attacks and assassinations?
Zheng Xunyang walked towards the caller, pinched his wrist, and asked loudly: "Who do you think you are? Who is the man in black robe with silver thread ambushing us?"
The young man felt that his wrist hurt so much, he broke free from Zheng Xunyang's hand, pointed at Zhu Rongfeng on the stage and said loudly: "It's him, it's him, that old man Zhu Rongfeng."
As soon as this statement came out, the audience became lively, the crowd was excited, and chaos broke out. Many people rolled up their sleeves and walked away from the dinner table, came to the stage, and waited for Zhang Yifan and Zhu Rongfeng to decide the winner. They jumped on the ring and tore Zhu Rongfeng into seven or eight pieces, preferably dozens or hundreds of pieces, even if his father Even after his mother was resurrected, it was difficult to put him together into a whole body.
Zhang Yifan saw that the group of heroes had the aura to cut Zhu Rongfeng into pieces, secretly wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, cupped his hands towards Zhu Rongfeng, and said cheerfully: "Master Zhu, you are superior in skills, I will defeat you." Come on." He turned around and jumped off the stage, sat back down, started drinking wine and eating food.
Zhang Tianhu glanced at his father and saw that the old man was leisurely and contented. He quickly jumped up to the high platform and shouted loudly to the people below: "Everyone, I wish the leader won the competition. If there is no other challenger, he will be the one to talk."
Gao Huimin couldn't wait to stand up and shouted loudly: "He ambush heroes halfway, he is extremely cunning and cunning, how can he be the person who talks to everyone? Nonsense!"
"He doesn't deserve it!" "Get off the stage quickly!" "Old man, give my brother his life!" "Kill him and avenge the dead heroes."... There was a murmur below, a sound It's hard to calm down if it's too loud.
When Zhang Tianhu saw him, he was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Everyone, we agreed before that we will compete for the handsome man. If you feel that he is really not worthy of being the talker, you might as well go up to the stage and have a showdown. Don't just shout loudly." Damn, like a bitch."
Although all the heroes had grievances, none of them dared to take the lead. How could they overestimate their own capabilities and lose their lives? The only way to fulfill justice is to shout loudly: "I won't accept it! I won't accept it! I just won't accept it!"
Zhang Tianhu stood on the stage, looking at the men in the audience who were "dissatisfied" with despair. Just when I didn't know what to do, I saw a young man leaping up from behind the crowd. He flew over the crowd and landed in the middle of the stage, standing as tall as a pine tree. Zhang Tianhu cheered loudly and asked quickly: "Who is here?"
The young man replied: "Xinzhou Guifeng Zhuoyifei."
Zhang Tianhu joked: "Is it the Turtle Peak where there are no mountains without turtles and no rocks without turtles?"
Zhuo Yifei was too lazy to answer, turned around, glanced at Zhu Rongfeng, and said sarcastically: "Old man, tell me, you are buried up to your neck in dirt, why are you here messing around? You are not afraid of dying in a foreign country and becoming a lonely soul. Wild ghost."
When all the heroes in the audience heard this, they burst into cheers and cheers.
Zhu Rongfeng smiled lightly and said: "Young man, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Trouble comes from the mouth. If your tongue flashes, it's no joke."
Zhuo Yifei sneered and said: "Old man, what you are practicing is the Fire Cloud Divine Palm! It just so happens that I am practicing the Blue Water Sword. How about we compete and see whether you boil my water dry or I boil yours?" The fire was put out."
When Zhu Rongfeng heard this, he took a good look at Zhuo Yifei and said, "Since he is Zhuo Linfeng's son, please invite him!"
Zhuo Yifei unsheathed his sword, held the hilt with both hands, leaped into the air, and struck Zhu Rongfeng's head straight down. Zhu Rongfeng didn't panic, took two steps back, and struck out with a palm, forcing Zhuo Yifei to take five steps back. Zhuo Yifei steadied his body, leaned forward and jumped out, shooting his man and sword towards Zhu Rongfeng in a straight line. Zhu Rongfeng jumped into the air and slapped Zhuo Yifei's waist in the air. Zhuo Yifei rolled twice in the air to avoid the palm wind, slapped the floor with one palm, used the force to go up, and stabbed Zhu Rongfeng's lower body with his sword. Zhu Rongfeng shot out several palms in the air, using his strength to bounce himself away. Zhuo Yifei passed by, pierced the air with his sword, turned the sword edge, and sent the sword forward, the tip of the sword went straight to Zhu Rongfeng's chest. Zhu Rongfeng held the tip of the sword between his palms and poured his inner strength into his palms. He tried to break or bend the sword, but he was in the air and had no strength to rely on. The sword was too thick and it was difficult to do so. The two fell to the ground, and Zhu Rongfeng was about to use his internal force to break the sword body. Who knew that Zhuo Yifei struck first and held the hilt of the sword with all his strength, stirred it, and pulled it back. Zhu Rongfeng had no time to close his palms, and his palms broke. .
While you are sick, I will kill you.
Zhuo Yifei didn't wait for Zhu Rongfeng to reply, and hit Zhu Rongfeng directly with the "Lao Yan Split Flying" move. Zhu Rongfeng's palm was injured and his skill was reduced by half. He was panicked and took half a step back to avoid the sword. Zhuo Yifei took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. He leaned forward and stabbed forward with the "Yipin Madam" move, forcing Zhu Rongfeng to step under him. Zhu Rongfeng jumped up in a hurry, but his left foot couldn't shrink enough. The sword stabbed his calf, and he fell to the ground, unable to stand steadily.
Zhuo Yifei saw that Zhu Rongfeng's defeat was certain and it was a good time for his family's swordsmanship to become famous. He shook the sword in his hand and stabbed Zhu Rongfeng with nine sword shadows, striking Zhu Rongfeng's lower abdomen and chest from bottom to top. ,throat.
Zhu Rongfeng's left leg was injured and he had difficulty moving. He avoided eight sword shadows, except for the "one-inch throat" one. When the sword entered his throat, he used all his strength to hit "Return of Light", knocking Zhuo Yi flying more than a foot away with one palm, and he fell to the ground with his hands on his throat.
Zhuo Yifei fell to the ground and was about to get up when a strong wind on his back weighed as much as a thousand pounds. He lay prone on the ground again, his mouth full of blood spurting out onto a stone slab. There was no time to think about it, so he rolled over in pain, and when he jumped into the air, he saw Zhang Tianhu's hand retracted.
Zhang Tianhu saw Zhuo Yifei barely standing up, with blood constantly spilling from his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Young Master Zhuo wins. If there is no other challenger, he will be the speaker of this session."
Upon hearing this, all the heroes in the audience jumped up, raised their hands to Zhuo Yifei and said, "I'm Hao Dayun, and I'd like to learn some great tricks from Young Master Zhuo."
As soon as the words were spoken, a person walked onto the stage silently and struck Hao Dayun and Zhuo Yifei with a palm in the air, knocking them away.
Hao Dayun fell off the stage and lay on the ground. Half of his life was safe.
Zhuo Yifei floated to the west, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed in the air. When illuminated by the sun, it turned into a beautiful rainbow. Several colorful rays of light shot out, illuminating every pair of twinkling eyes. It was extremely brilliant and dazzling.
Bai Yutian was sitting cross-legged on the ground, concentrating on healing Cui Yingying's injuries when she felt an object fall from the air. For fear of hitting Cui Yingying, she quickly freed up her left hand, caught the object with one palm in the air, and then used the "Green Dragon to Get Water" move. Send objects to the ground.
Zhuo Yifei landed softly, his legs and feet were weak, and it was difficult to get up from his seat. He gave Bai Yutian a few coughs, and spit out dirty blood in his mouth, with blood foam hanging all over his chin.
Bai Yutian opened his eyes, removed his hand from Cui Yingying's back, helped her up, glanced at Zhuo Yifei next to him, saw that his face was blue, and all he coughed up was blood foam, and walked over , said: "Zhuo Yifei, what are you trying to do? Can you afford to offend these people?" He stretched out his fingers and clicked on Zhuo Yifei's chest a few times, sealing several of his acupuncture points to relieve his pain. Feeling the pain, he put a palm on his back, sending a burst of true energy to dredge his damaged meridians, allowing his true energy to flow smoothly, and he could regulate his own breath.
When Zhang Tianhu saw Bai Yutian's extraordinary skills and Danyangzi Qin Haoming's appearance on the stage again, he was so excited that he shouted loudly: "Danyangzi Qin Daxia defeated the sword-wielding boy because he is the talker."
As soon as Bai Yutian heard the words "Danyangzi Qin Daxia", he lightly jumped up to the high platform, looked around, took a good look at Qin Haoming, and asked: "Qin Haoming, did Jiang Daogong hurt your hand?"
Qin Haoming trembled slightly and struck out with a palm in the air in response. Bai Yutian faced each other with a palm, and the two palm forces collided, and the two of them took half a step back.
Qin Haoming was shocked and asked sharply: "Where did you secretly learn this palm technique?"
Bai Yutian sneered and said: "Stealing lessons! You must have forgotten that having a pure heart, eliminating evil and promoting good, and respecting teachers are the first tactics of Chunyang Palm."
Qin Haoming was startled again and said: "I am a single descendant of the Chunyang Clan. How could the master break the ancestral precepts and accept you as his disciple?"
Bai Yutian half-smiled and said: "Master, I can't control his affairs, let alone you. However, Jiang Daogong has been traveling in the world for more than thirty years. His life has been open and honest, he values love and righteousness, and he has never broken trust with others. He has done something wrong or bad, and you should not harm him."
Qin Haoming sneered: "So what?"
Bai Yutian said: "As a descendant of the Chunyang Clan, you have done many evil things. I can clean up the sect on behalf of the master. Entrusted by Jiang Daogong's death, I am in charge of the Longwei Escort Bureau. It is my duty to find the enemies of the Longwei Escort Bureau and avenge it. You yourself Abandon your martial arts!"
Qin Haoming sneered: "It depends on whether you have the ability."
Bai Yutian's expression changed, and he suddenly struck Qin Haoming with a palm, like a flash of lightning.
Qin Haoming didn't look at Bai Yutian at all, and met his palms in a daze, thinking that even if Bai Yutian started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb, it would only take about twenty years for him to be able to do anything. But as a disciple of the Chunyang Sect, he had forgotten the most wonderful use of the Chunyang Palm. In terms of internal strength, he practiced diligently to be like other sects for two or three days a day. He didn't even know that Bai Yutian had spent more than ten years doing nothing but eating and sleeping. , urinate and defecate, that is, practicing Qigong.
The two palms met, and Qin Haoming was shaken out by more than a foot. His calm and calm demeanor disappeared without a trace, and he looked at the young man in front of him again.
Seeing Qin Haoming's expression of confusion, Bai Yutian said softly: "Senior brother, master asked me to come out and take you back. If you think it's okay, give up your martial arts and go back with me. If you think it's not okay, kill me." Or let me kill you."
When Qin Haoming heard this, he was furious. He concentrated his inner strength in the palms of his hands. When his palms turned red, he kicked his feet. His white clothes were illuminated by the sun, and his body was like a bolt of lightning shooting towards the white jade sky.
The white jade fortune dantian fills the palms with true energy and strikes out with both palms.
The four palms intersect, the true energy collides, the strong wind blows, and one of them bounces away.
Qin Haoming flew two feet away, feeling flustered and out of breath. He couldn't stand still and took four steps back. His palms trembled and the veins on the back of his hands were prominent and almost burst. Bai Yutian stepped back a foot and immediately stood firm. His palms trembled and the veins on the back of his hands became prominent, and he quickly returned to normal. Zhang Tianhu, who was standing aside, was overwhelmed by the strong wind and took three or four steps back before he could stand firm.
The spectators in the audience shook their wine glasses, their food fell from their mouths, and their eyes were dazed. They had never seen such a desperate opponent, and they were so stupid that they didn't know why.
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