In the dense bamboo forest, the high-pitched and sharp sound of the eagle was heard.
A powerful internal force continued to pour out, and everyone looked towards the bamboo forest. I saw a figure slowly emerging from the bamboo forest. I saw a burly bearded man walking slowly. There was an eagle standing on the man's right arm. He held a wine gourd in his left hand and raised his head to drink. Holding a big knife, when the man got closer and closer to everyone, the strong internal air flow actually made everyone present feel like a huge mountain was pressing on them, making them breathless.
The bearded man shouted:
“Bullying the minority by bullying is not considered a true man!
Everyone looked at the burly man walking slowly. Shi Xiaolong's eyes widened with astonishment on his face, and he said:
"Who is this man? Even his inner energy and aura are overwhelming the Protector of Retribution!"
Everyone was dumbfounded and just looked at the man quietly.
Bi Bao's face was full of shock. He couldn't believe that besides Hou Qingyun and the mysterious Lord of Du Gu, there were people with such powerful internal energy. Even Bi Bao was suppressed by this internal force.
Li Qingsong looked shocked and shouted:
"I wonder who you are?"
The man replied:
"My dear, Wen Kui, I don't care what your reasons are. What I don't like the most is bullying the smaller ones! It's okay to be hit by anyone, but just don't get hit by me!"
The leaders were talking a lot, and Shi Xiaolong said:
"Who is Wen Kui? I have never heard of such a person in the world."
Li Dun said:
"How come I haven't heard of a martial artist with such strong inner strength like him?"
Wang Gao said:
"Maybe it was a fake name deliberately given by a certain martial arts master!"
Shi Xiaolong said again:
"Experts like to hide their identities, but we don't understand what the masters think."
Li Dun asked:
"The martial arts master who plays with knives must be Langli Daohun, right?"
Shi Xiaolong replied:
"I think it's possible. It's rumored that Fu Canghai likes to come to Dugu to practice martial arts. If Fu Canghai is there, he'll be in trouble!"
Li Qingsong's face was filled with anger, he held the green bamboo stick tightly, and was about to attack Wen Kui when he was stopped by Shi Xiaolong.
Shi Xiaolong glared at Li Qingsong and said:
"Brother Li, don't act rashly!"
After saying that, Shi Xiaolong lowered his head and clasped his fists, looked at Wen Kui, and asked:
"Could it be that your Excellency is the soul of Langli Sword?"
Wen Kui's face was full of doubts and he said doubtfully:
"What?"
Li Qingsong pointed his stick at Wen Kui and shouted:
"It doesn't matter if you are Fu Canghai, the soul of the Langli Sword! As long as you stop me from avenging my eighth brother, I will still smash you!"
Shi Xiaolong was startled by Li Qingsong's words and panicked.
Wen Kui looked at Li Qingsong and said doubtfully:
"Revenge for my eighth brother?"
Wen Kui looked at Sun Mingzhi again and asked doubtfully:
"Brother, what is going on? I have to understand the reason, otherwise I can't help you casually!"
Sun Mingzhi was silent, and Li Qingsong sneered:
"Hmph~ If you are self-aware, he killed Hu Keyi, one of the eight leaders of our Qinghong Gang!"
Wen Kui scratched his face and said:
"Oh~ Qinghong Gang, then it's okay. Kill a leader of the Qinghong Gang. Isn't this eliminating harm for the people?"
After Wen Kui finished explaining, he also walked around for a while. He also visited some surrounding villages and learned that the Qinghong Gang was unreasonable and arrogant.
Li Qingsong said with contempt on his face:
"Then you won't help us? Then you are our enemy!"
After that, the seven sticks were raised together, Wen Kui pulled out the sword from behind and shouted:
"Brother, can you still fight? If you can't fight, just rest. Leave these people to me. If you can fight, help me fight."
Sun Mingzhi stood up, lowered his head and clasped his fists, and said:
"Thank you, Master Wen. Don't worry, I can fight very well!"
Wen Kui looked up to the sky and laughed, saying with a smile:
"That's it!"
Wen Kui looked at Sun Mingzhi and asked:
"I'll do the ones on the left, how about you do the ones on the right?"
Sun Mingzhi nodded and replied:
"Okay, these are easy to deal with."
With a smile on his face, Wen Kui held a knife in his right hand and swung it out. The strong wind continued, and the surrounding bamboos were blown down by the strong wind. With just a casual blow, the seven bosses were knocked back several steps.
After that, Sun Mingzhi got entangled with Wang Gao, the Sky Stick, Li Dun, the Immortal Pressing Stick, Xu Wen, the Immortal Stick, and Wei Feng, the Hidden Cloud Stick. He was able to defeat the four sticks with both fists.
Zhang Wuxian stared at Wen Kui with wide eyes, his face full of shock:
"What a powerful Gangfeng!"
After saying that, Wen Kui rushed towards Zhang Wuxian with a slash. Zhang Wuxian saw that the opportunity was not good and blocked with his stick. Wen Kui kept slashing. After three rounds of struggle, Zhang Wuxian was unable to fight back. Seeing this, Li Qingsong came at him with his stick. Wen Kui saw this and kicked Zhang Wuxian down. He then attacked Li Qingsong. Li Qingsong swung his stick and hit him. Wen Kui swung his sword. Li Qingsong saw this and jumped into the air, swinging the stick. , and hit Wen Kui hard. Wen Kui held the handle with both hands and swung the blade horizontally to block the stick. When the stick hit Wen Kui, Wen Kui's feet were already on the ground, and suddenly the surrounding dust flew up. Wen Kui performed Qing Kung Fu, Mandarin Duck Step, Like a light swallow, he jumped behind Li Qingsong in an instant. Li Qingsong quickly turned around and swept away, dust flew up, and the two continued to struggle. After five rounds of fighting, Li Qingsong slowly lost ground. Wen Kui's sword skills became faster and heavier. Li Qingsong became more and more unprepared. Li Qingsong made a mistake in blocking, with a look of panic on his face.
When Wen Kui's blade almost cut off Li Qingsong's head, Li Qingsong had already dropped the long stick and stood in front of Wen Kui, as if he knew his end, slowly closing his eyes, with tears in his eyes, slowly dripping down, and murmured Thoughts:
"I'm sorry, eighth brother. Big brother can't avenge you, but I hope we can meet under the spring."
All the leaders present were frightened. They covered their eyes for a moment, not daring to see the scene of the heads being separated. Shi Xiaolong turned pale in panic and shouted:
"Brother Li!"
After that, Shi Xiaolong held two sticks in both hands and rushed there. However, they never expected that Wen Kui quickly sheathed his sword without any intention of killing him, and everyone was relieved.
Shi Xiaolong rushed over, his eyes were red, and he held two sticks tightly with both hands. The sticks swung freely in his hands. Shi Xiaolong jumped up and hit Wen Kui hard.
Wen Kui swung his sword casually, and the powerful sword knocked Shi Xiaolong back instantly. Shi Xiaolong's eyes widened and he murmured:
"No match at all!"
Zhang Wuxian struggled to get up and shouted:
"One or two people are no match for us, but let's go together!"
Zhang Wuxian quickly attacked Wen Kui. Zhang Wuxian put his right leg forward, swung the long stick, and slammed it down. Wen Kui jumped up, rolled away quickly, and laughed and cursed:
"You're cheating, you're just playing dirty tricks!"
In the distance, Bi Bao leaned against the bamboo, held the knife in both hands, and carefully studied Wen Kui's sword skills.
Zhang Wuxian shouted:
"Why are you standing there? You're watching a show. Come and help. This guy is not easy to deal with."
After that, except for Li Qingsong, the other six clubs surrounded Wen Kui. Sun Mingzhi quickly ran behind Wen Kui. They were back to back. Sun Mingzhi asked:
"What should I do if there is no road?"
Wen Kui smiled and said:
"Then fight your way out!"
Sun Mingzhi smiled and said:
"Just what I wanted!"
Bamboo leaves all over the sky were fluttering in the wind, and the two looked up to the sky and laughed.
After saying that, Sun Mingzhi quickly rushed towards Wang Gao,
Wen Kui shouted with a smile on his face:
"The fun is yet to come!"
After saying that, Wen Kui slowly inserted the knife into the ground and held the handle with both hands. Suddenly, the wind roared and large bamboo leaves flew all over the sky.
Everyone looked at the man who came out halfway.
A powerful internal force overwhelmed everyone present.
Bi Bao's eyes widened with shock on his face.
Wen Kui looked up to the sky and laughed, saying with a smile:
"The prodigal sings three times, but only the hero!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a red figure was seen and rushed towards Zhang Wuxian. Zhang Wuxian's eyes widened with shock. He saw Wen Kui slashing at Zhang Wuxian with his knife. Zhang Wuxian was caught off guard and quickly drew out his stick, trying to stop this attack. One knife.
Wen Kui instantly cut the stick in pieces with one strike of his sword. Wen Kui did not kill Zhang Wuxian, but changed his target and attacked Wang Gao and Li Dun. Li Dun shouted:
"Trapped him to death!"
Zhang Wuxian held the short stick tightly and gritted his teeth. Zhang Wuxian cursed:
"What bad luck!"
Zhang Wuxian held the broken stick tightly and wanted to continue forward to challenge, but was stopped by Li Qingsong. Li Qingsong slowly shook his head and sighed:
"Wuxian is gone. We are no match for him at all. He is giving us a chance and is not trying to kill us. He is reminding us not to act rashly. If he really has murderous intentions, we will not be able to escape at all."
Zhang Wuxian casually threw the broken stick aside, sighed and said:
"Oh, this is the strength of a true martial arts master!"
In mid-air, five figures swung their long sticks together, and the two of them watched them quietly without participating in the battle.
Sun Mingzhi looked into the air, trying to catch their attack, but was stopped by Wen Kui, who shouted:
"A prodigal has no hatred, a hero has no tears."
Wen Kui blocked him with a knife, and the five people swung it down hard. Dust flew up and Wen Kui's feet fell to the ground. There was a smile on Wen Kui's lips. At this time, Wen Kui's body was shocked, and the strong air flow exerted pressure on the five people, making them try their best to block it.
Wen Kui smiled and said:
“The prodigal sings three times, but no lament.”
The four people's eyes widened with panic on their faces, because the pressure became stronger and stronger, and Wen Kui's body was shocked again. This time it was stronger than the pressure exerted on everyone last time, and the four people had no strength to continue to suppress Wen Kui.
It was not appropriate to be shocked. Feeling that the situation was not good, he swung his horizontal knife towards Wen Kui. Upon seeing this, Sun Mingzhi wanted to block the knife, but just as he was about to rush towards the knife, a giant hand grabbed his wrist. Sun Mingzhi was shocked and quickly turned his head. Jian, who had just fainted, actually stood up. Jian and Sun Mingzhi continued A real battle between men.
Hu held Sun Mingzhi tightly and instantly threw Sun Mingzhi to the side, breaking several bamboos one after another. Sun Mingzhi sat on the ground and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said:
"Boy, you have some skills. I thought you were dead when I threw you."
Without saying a word, Jian came straight towards Sun Mingzhi and struck with a punch. Sun Mingzhi quickly got up and dodged, and kicked Jian sideways high, hitting Jian's chest. Jian staggered a few steps and said:
"You are very powerful. From the time I can remember, no one can compete with my strength. Just now I was so confused and completely powerless. I even thought about whether you were a relative of mine. After all, I picked you up. When I think about you, It’s the Qinghong Gang’s threat, even if you are a relative, you will die.”
Jian lowered his head to look at Sun Mingzhi and said:
"Boy, I have no relatives, let alone you. I have been living in the world for thirty years and have nothing to worry about. Except for that person, no one dares to say the word death to me."
After that, Sun Mingzhi punched his right fist towards the door of Huan's face. Huan got ready and took the punch forcefully. With his left arm wide open, he rushed forward and hit Sun Mingzhi's head with his elbow. He instantly knocked Sun Mingzhi upside down, spun around and fell to the ground.
Sun Mingzhi wanted to get up, but he jumped up and stepped on Sun Mingzhi's head with his big foot. With a trample, Sun Mingzhi's head was instantly kicked into the ground.
In a daze, the wound on Sun Mingzhi's chest opened, and the severe pain made him scream.
Jian grabbed Sun Mingzhi's arm and lifted it up directly. Sun Mingzhi stood up, his eyes were gone. Jian grabbed Sun Mingzhi's neck with one hand, raised it above his head, and threw it directly to the ground. Then he kicked Sun Mingzhi's mouth with blood. Spray directly on face.
Liu Xi, who was dying next to him, saw this scene and tried his best to shout Sun Mingzhi's name to ask him to stand up.
When Jian heard this, he immediately opened his stance, threw himself down and hit Sun Mingzhi in the face with his fists.
Jian thought Sun Mingzhi was dead. Wen Kui heard Liu Xi's voice and quickly turned to look at the dying Sun Mingzhi. He shouted loudly:
"Mingzhi, don't fall asleep! Stand up!"
Suddenly, Sun Mingzhi sat up directly.
Seeing this, Jian slapped Sun Mingzhi down with another giant palm. Jian turned around and Sun Mingzhi sat up again, breathing heavily and laughing crazily.
Jian's bottomless power made Sun Mingzhi even more arrogant. He broke out in cold sweat and sneered:
"He's still laughing, but he's obviously about to die."
Jian suddenly noticed Sun Mingzhi's fighting spirit and punched him hard. At the moment Jian punched, Sun Mingzhi put his hands on the ground, curled up, kicked the ground with his feet and stood up. The legs transmit power, and a large amount of dust rises from the ground, and it moves closer to Jian. Just when the body is about to rush into Jian's attack range, he quickly turns around with his right foot as the fulcrum. His shoulders, arms, and fists are in the same line. In conjunction with the upper body rotation, the lower body changes feet, directly For a week, the same happened with the upper body, which combined into a powerful force and was transmitted to the fist. For a moment, the fist was swung, and the foot slammed on the ground again, allowing the fist to reach its maximum strength. Sun Ming turned around and gave an uppercut, hitting Jian. jaw.
"Bump!" An uppercut hit Jian directly into the sky. The force transmitted there collided with Jian's head, making a shocking sound. In an instant, Jian was knocked into the air, and Jian fell to the ground, unconscious in an instant. In the past, Sun Mingzhi was out of breath. He sat up instantly and leaned on the bamboo. He said:
"I'll take a break and leave it to Brother Wen."
Seeing this, Bi Bao jumped up and headed towards the top of the bamboo. He took out several pocket swords from his waist and projected thirty swords in succession. Moreover, each pocket sword was wrapped with an unnoticeable silk thread, which was sharp and sharp. Incomparably, the falling bamboo leaves touched the thread and were instantly cut off. The four sticks took advantage of the inevitable and harassed Wen Kui, so they all pulled away. These threads trapped Wen Kui like a dragnet. Wen Kui's cheek was scratched with several bloodstains. Wen Kui was relieved when he saw Sun Mingzhi's victory. He nodded. , his body continued to tremble, and all the threads were broken. He took off the wine gourd from his waist, and said with a sad face:
"There are too many sad things in this world."
Bi Bao couldn't stand it anymore and said doubtfully:
"You're fighting so well, why do you suddenly become depressed?"
Shi Xiaolong held both sticks in his hands and said:
"Maybe the martial arts master is also depressed. I guess he should be thinking of the girl in his heart."
Wang Gao and Li Dun looked at each other and nodded.
Xu Wen nodded slowly and praised:
"So poetic."
Wei Feng said:
"We're all talking about nothing! Let's fight!"
After saying that, the five people attacked Wen Kui one after another.
Wen Kui raised his head to drink wine and danced a smooth sword technique. Shi Xiaolong, Wang Gao, Li Dun, Wei Feng, Xu Wen, including Bi Bao, all attacked Wen Kui.
Wen Kui raised his head and laughed, saying with a smile:
"The prodigal son sings a song for you, and I advise you not to shed any tears!"
The eagle still stood on the shoulder. The eagle made a sharp chirp. Wen Kui laughed and shouted:
"If there is any injustice in the world, let's be drunk and chop off people's heads with a knife!"
Wen Kui raised his head and took a big gulp of wine, spit it on the blade, and swung the sword. The sharp wind of the sword made everyone move forward with difficulty.
Must Retribution instantly retracted the horizontal knife, and the fine silk thread actually cut a bloody mark on Wen Kui's right arm. Bi Bao jumped up and slashed Wen Kui's head with a knife. Wen Kui held the handle with both hands and slashed hard, causing several cracks in the ground. Bi Bao instantly shook Bi Bao away. Bi Bao used Qinggong to quickly avoid Wen Kui. Kui, using the strength of the bamboo, jumped to the top of the bamboo and muttered to himself:
"What a terrifying swordsmanship."
Wen Kui performed a mandarin duck step and jumped to the top of the bamboo. Wen Kui made a horizontal slash and had to block it with difficulty, but Wen Kui was still knocked back hard.
Shi Xiaolong and Xu Wen attacked Wen Kui. Wen Kui struck with a slash, which struck them next to them. The two blocked it with difficulty. Wen Kui was so strong that he actually pushed the two of them forward. The two hit the ground with their heels. Four clear toe marks were made, during which the two knocked down several bamboo trees.
Shi Xiaolong cursed:
“Is this guy a cow?”
Wei Feng instantly appeared on Wen Kui's back and was about to swing it at Wen Kui's head. Wen Kui noticed it instantly and saw Wen Kui giving up and continuing to pester Xu Wen and Shi Xiaolong. He crouched slightly with both hands bent to avoid the blow. Kui reached Wei Feng's back in an instant, and swung the knife from his back, slashing at Wei Feng's head. At the critical moment, Bi Bao threw the horizontal knife again, and Wen Kui rolled to avoid the attack.
Wang Gao and Li Dun looked at each other and continued to attack Wen Kui. Wen Kui quickly turned his head and slashed the two men's sticks in an instant. Wen Kui pulled away and made another mandarin duck step, leaping towards On the top of the bamboo, Sun Mingzhi followed closely with Liu Xi on his back, while Wen Kui looked down at everyone.
Wen Kui smiled and said:
"I won't play with you anymore. This fight was very enjoyable."
After saying that, Sun Mingzhi took out a package from Liu Xi's waist and waved it away in an instant. A choking white mist suddenly filled the air. When the white mist dissipated, the three of them were gone.
Bi Bao held the knife in both hands and said:
"I don't think they can run very far! No matter what, they must avenge today. Send people back to carefully search for these people's traces!"
...........
Deep in the lush bamboo forest, drizzle falls from the sky, like mist-like rain, like rain-like mist, lingering incessantly.
Sun Mingzhi walked slowly through the bamboo forest carrying Liu Xi and Wen Kui who had fainted. Sun Mingzhi said:
"Thank you Brother Wen for saving your life."
Wen Kui waved his hand and said with a smile:
"It's a little effort, you're welcome, brother."
Sun Mingzhi said:
"Brother Wen, you don't have to worry about us, just leave if you have anything to do."
Wen Kui smiled and said:
"Help people till the end. I'll help you find a place to stay before leaving."
Sun Mingzhi said:
"Thank you, Brother Wen."
In this way, everyone continued to walk slowly in the bamboo forest. Wen Kui drank wine and hummed a poem written by an unknown person happily:
"The prodigal sings three times, but only the hero."
"A prodigal has no roots, a hero has no tears."
“The prodigal sings three times, but no lament.”
"There are too many sad things in this world."
"The prodigal sings a song for you, and advises you not to shed any tears."
"If there is any injustice in the world, indulge in drinking and chop off people's heads with a knife."
Sun Mingzhi asked doubtfully:
"Brother Wen, who wrote this poem? What is the main idea of the poem?"
Wen Kui replied:
"This is a poem in memory of a novelist known as Gu Long. It's called "Three Smiles of the Prodigal Son." I like this kind of poem very much, so I call the sword technique that I have learned all my life "Three Smiles of the Prodigal Son."
Sun Mingzhi said:
"It's beautiful."
Everyone continued walking slowly, and not far away, they saw a listless girl with braided braids. The girl was carrying a basket on her back, as if she had walked a long way.
Wen Kui quickly walked to the girl and asked:
"Hello, girl, may I ask if there are any villages nearby?"
The girl looked at them carefully. The girl looked at Sun Mingzhi with panic on her face. She thought to herself:
"This shirtless fat man with scars all over his body is definitely not a good person."
The girl didn't dare to look at the naked Liu Xi, thinking:
"Why is such a handsome man so miserable?"
The girl looked at Wen Kui again and thought:
"He has an unshaven beard and carries a big knife on his back. He definitely looks like he is not a good person. This girl is really unlucky. Even if I am collecting medicine, I will encounter bandits. I have to find a way to escape."
The girl turned around and ran away, which puzzled Wen Kui. Wen Kui murmured:
"Isn't it because I look so scary that I scare the girl?"
Wen Kui shouted:
"Girl, why is this, we are not bad people, believe us!"
The girl covered her ears and ran, murmuring:
"Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras."
The girl ran too fast, and the ground was uneven. She missed the step, and only heard a "plop", and the girl actually fell down.
Upon seeing this, Wen Kui quickly ran to the girl who fell and helped her up. Wen Kui looked at the girl and said:
"Little girl, are you okay?"
The girl looked ugly and replied:
"How can it be okay? I sprained my ankle."
Wen Kui asked:
"We are not bad people, don't be afraid, I will carry you."
The girl's face turned red and she replied:
"No, I can get up."
The girl tried, but she just didn't dare to stand. Wen Kui smiled and said:
"Stop being brave."
After that, Wen Kui carried the girl behind his back and said:
"Is your village far away? I'll take you there."
The girl whispered:
"Thank you, uncle. Our village is not far away."
Wen Kui asked:
"what's your name?"
The girl replied:
"Gaowa."
It is drizzling on the horizon, and deep in the lush bamboo forest, everyone is walking slowly...
[In this chapter, Wen Kui showed his own strength, felt the pride of the bearded hero, and roared when he saw injustice on the road. 】
