It turns out that when the Bald Pen Man faced the enemy, the ink dipped in the judge's pen was made by boiling special medicinal materials.
When scratched on people's skin, the ink marks are deep and can never be washed away, and even a knife cannot scrape them off.
When those martial arts masters faced off against the "Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River" when they were in the martial arts world, the most troublesome opponent was the bald penman.
It's not that he has the best martial arts skills, but if he accidentally draws a circle or a cross on his face, or writes a word or two, or even draws a turtle, he will be in disgrace for the rest of his life.
Jianghu people, when they come out to make a living, value their face the most. They would rather cut someone off with a knife and cut off an arm than have their face smeared by a bald penman.
If it really got stained with ink, even Hong Kang would have to be careful.
"Do it!"
The bald pen man shouted loudly and jumped up.
Dan Qingsheng stretched out his arms and jumped out at the same time.
One in front and one behind, forming a pincer attack.
The bald pen man held a large fine steel pen, and the true energy poured into the tip of the pen, and immediately enveloped Hong Kang's whole body;
The drawings were drawn together and pointed into a sword, splashed with ink and covered with linen, and pointed directly at Hong Kang's vitals.
The two of them used all their strength to approach Hong Kang in less than a breath. At such a close distance, it was expected that Hong Kang could only forcefully attack.
But the moment before the two men's attacks landed on Hong Kang, Hong Kang's figure suddenly disappeared.
The two were shocked.
Where are people? ?
Even the bald penman felt the tip of his pen brush against Hong Kang's clothes.
Suddenly, a burning sensation came from above the two of them.
The bald pen man and the painter looked up, their eyes full of surprise.
Hong Kang did not know when he appeared seven or eight meters above the ground.
He took out the flute and pointed the flute hole at the two of them.
And the sunlight just passes through the flute hole.
The two people below felt as if the sunlight was blocked, while Hong Kang's whole body seemed to become one with the sun.
"Ape Attack Technique"! !
Hong Kang visualized the sun disk, guided the next ray of sun energy, used his own Hunyuan Qi as the path, and used the cave flute as the carrier, and immediately pointed towards Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng.
"Chichi..."
"Whoosh..."
Originally invisible, the energy of the sun generated tiny sparks due to high-speed friction with the air. The sparks shot towards the two people below like a waterfall.
at the same time--
"Click~~!"
The flute in Hong Kang's hand immediately exploded into pieces.
Along with the energy, he also shot towards the two of them.
"fire star!!"
The sparks were really as fast as a stream of light. The moment they shot out, they bombarded the bodies of Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng.
"ah……!!"
"Ahh...!
The two people were immediately knocked down by the bombardment and flew five or six meters away, and fell into the pond with "plop, plop".
When the two of them came up, their hair and clothes smelled of burning.
Fortunately, Hong Kang did not bombard the two of them with all the sparks and had already reserved his hands.
This move [Bolide] was not invented by Hong Kang, but was taught to him by Zha Xiaoyun.
in the pond.
Bald Pen Weng saw that although the two of them were in a mess, they were not seriously injured, and his eyes towards Hong Kang were full of doubts.
In addition, there are three parts of awe and three parts of gratitude.
With that move just now, Bald Pen Weng knew that if Hong Kang didn't hold back, even if he and his fourth brother didn't die, they would be seriously injured.
But now, apart from his appearance, there is just a dull pain in his internal organs.
For a moment, Bald Pen Weng didn't know whether Hong Kang was good or bad.
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Ding Jian, Shi Lingwei and Zu Qianqiu were waiting in the outer courtyard.
I only heard a whisper inside, but I couldn't hear what was said clearly because I was too far away.
Then came the sounds of fighting.
The sound of breaking objects, falling water...
After a while, it became quiet inside.
Ding Jian and the three looked at each other and knew it was over.
But then, Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei's expressions changed drastically, because those who came out were not the "Four Friends of Jiangnan".
Looking at the intact Hong Kang, Shi Lingwei asked: "Why is it you?? Where is our village owner??"
Hong Kang didn't answer.
After taking two steps forward, the afterimage suddenly pulled out and flashed quickly in front of Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei.
All the acupoints on both of their bodies were sealed.
Zu Qianqiu planned to say a few words for himself: "Mr. Hong..."
Hong Kang turned around, his tone still calm as usual.
"Mr. Ancestor, I think you must have drunk almost all the wine from the fourth village owner!"
Zu Qianqiu saw that Hong Kang's face was as usual, but he could clearly see the alienation in his eyes.
Zu Qianqiu was worried in his heart, and bowed his hands: "Wan Sheng understands what Mr. Hong means, but I just have the guts to ask a few village owners..."
Hong Kang said calmly: "They have no fear for their lives."
Zu Qianqiu said: "Wan Sheng farewell."
Hong Kang watched Zu Qianqiu disappear into the distance, and then looked at Ding Jian and Ding Jian.
Let Zu Qianqiu leave to prevent him from getting involved in what happens next.
Hong Kang found a few bundles of rope, tied up the "Four Friends of Jiangnan" and Ding and Shi, and then went to Huang Zhonggong's bedroom.
After staying in [Meizhuang] for a while, Hong Kang had a long talk with Huang Zhonggong, so he naturally knew where his bedroom was.
"Squeak~~"
The door opened and Hong Kang had entered the inner room.
There is only one bed and a table in this room. The furnishings are simple. There is a gauze hanging on the bed. It is very old and has turned yellow.
There is a short piano placed on the table. It is dark in color and seems to be made of iron.
Hong Kang stepped forward and fiddled with it, and suddenly there was a "clang clang clang clang" sound.
Melodious and curling.
Hong Kang turned around, opened the quilt on the bed, and uncovered the floor board. Underneath was an iron plate with a copper ring on it.
Hong Kang first clicked his fingers.
I could only hear the sound of "dong dong", but it was very dull, which showed that it was empty underneath.
Hong Kang held the copper ring and lifted it up with his arms. The four-foot-square and five-foot-long iron plate rose up in his hand, revealing a square black hole.
The iron plate was half a foot thick and seemed very heavy, but for Hong Kang, who had now regained nearly three thousand kilograms of strength, it was easy.
Hong Kang used his eyesight enough to see a faint light.
With this ray of light, he judged that the hole was only more than two meters deep.
He immediately jumped down and landed firmly on the ground with a "snap".
I saw an oil lamp burning on the wall not far away, emitting a pale yellow light. The faint light that Hong Kang saw must have come from here.
After walking about seven or eight meters, a stone door blocked the way.
Hong Kang was prepared. He took out a bunch of keys and inserted it into a keyhole. Without turning it, he inserted another one. After several times, he finally found the correct key. Hong Kang turned it a few times and pushed it inward. .
Only the sound of "creeping" was heard, and the stone door slowly opened.
Naturally, Hong Kang got this bunch of keys from Huang Zhonggong.
Hong Kang followed the tunnel as it sloped downwards. After walking about a hundred meters, he came to another door. Hong Kang took out the key again and opened the door. This time it was an iron door.
The terrain continues to slope downward, probably hundreds of meters deep into the ground.
I encountered several iron gates in the middle.
Hong Kang thought to himself: "After living in a place like this for more than ten years, I'm afraid most people will go crazy. I can persist in doing this for more than ten years, and my determination is extraordinary!"
After that, we walked for nearly a hundred meters, and there was no longer a door. There was only an oil lamp at a long distance in the tunnel. In some places, the oil lamp had been extinguished, and it was pitch black. We had to walk a certain distance before we could see the light again.
Thanks to Hong Kang's amazing eyesight, he even noticed that the walls and soles of his feet were extremely wet.
He thought to himself: "Compared to this place, it is already the bottom of the West Lake!"
After a while, Hong Kang finally arrived at the basement where Ren Woxing was imprisoned.
He stopped, took out the firebrand and lit the oil lamp on the wall. Under the dim light, he saw an iron door in front of him. There was a hole about a foot square in the iron door.
With Hong Kang's ears, he could already hear the deep heartbeat inside.
Hong Kang said word by word: "Ren - I - can do it!!"
The breathing rate in the basement suddenly changed, and a thick voice came out: "Huh?! Who is here?? You are not those four bastards."
Hong Kang hesitated, but he didn't expect Ren Woxing to speak foul language.
"Mr. Ren, after all, you were once the leader of a great religion, so why do you speak like a common slang?!"
Ren Woxing cursed: "I can scold me as much as I want? Who can control me! Bastards, bastards, these ungrateful bastards!!"
Hong Kang said: "Mr. Ren, if you scold you like this, if the four village owners find out, aren't you afraid that they will put drugs in your food? Or you might as well not come to deliver food for a month or two."
"Mr. Ren, even if you have world-class martial arts skills, you are still made of flesh and blood. If you don't eat for such a long time, you will only starve to death." Hong Kang pretended to sigh, "If a peerless master of a generation dies of starvation in the end, wouldn't it make people laugh? die?!"
"Hmph! Even if those four stinky bastards stand in front of me, I will still scold them!" Ren Woxing shouted,
"As for killing me? Hehehe...they have had many opportunities in recent years."
"But without the permission of the Eastern Dog Thief, would those four bastards dare??"
Hong Kang secretly admired him.
Even if Ren Woxing is imprisoned here, he is still smart and clear in thinking, and he knows that being imprisoned is the meaning of Dongfang Bubai. If Dongfang Bubai really wanted to take his life, he would not be imprisoned but eradicated.
Ren Woxing suddenly shouted and asked: "Boy, who are you? What did the Eastern Dog Thief send you to do? ?"
"Hong is not Dongfang Bubai's subordinate, Mr. Ren, don't get me wrong."
As he spoke, Hong Kang opened the iron door on the small square hole and saw the situation in the basement through it.
A man with disheveled hair sat cross-legged on an iron plate. His long beard hung down to his chest, and his face was covered with beard, making it difficult to see his face. His hair and eyebrows were all dark black, with no gray at all.
He was tall and tall, and exuded a powerful aura.
There was an iron ring around his wrist, and an iron chain was connected to the ring to the wall behind him. This was the case for both hands and feet.
At a glance, the green walls on all sides shone brightly. It turned out that the walls all around in the basement were made of steel.
Hong Kang felt this ferocious aura and nodded in his heart, as expected of me!
This aura is so strong that Hong Kang has only seen it so far.
However, although he is tyrannical and brutal, he does not have the kind of tolerance that can accommodate all rivers and rivers. At best, he is just a tyrant.
Although the founding generals and marshals that Hong Kang met in his previous life did not know martial arts, when it came to their ambition and courage, none of them were above their own will! !
Not to mention the leader of the Southern Army, who encompassed the heart of the universe, and Hong Kang deeply admired him.
"What?? You're not one of the Eastern Dog Thieves?!"
Ren Woxing stood up and walked over quickly, the chain dragging on the ground with a "choking" sound.
He had been in the basement for a long time without seeing any light, and his eyesight was no longer as good as before.
He saw Hong Kang's face clearly through the light from the square hole.
"Hey! It turns out he is a brat who is still young!"
When Hong Kang saw Ren Woxing approaching, he frowned and couldn't help but take two steps back.
Ren Woxing felt that this boy was afraid of him, so he laughed wildly: "Hahaha... Boy, are you so afraid of me?"
Hong Kang slapped his nose with his hand and said with a hint of disgust: "No, it's just that Mr. Ren, I'm afraid you haven't washed yourself since you were imprisoned! This smell is really..."
With that said, Hong Kang took a few steps back.
After letting Woxing stay for a while, I wanted to get angry, but I didn't know what came to mind, so I smiled and said: "Hahaha... little kid, you are the first one to dare to say that to me in front of me."
Then the laughter gradually stopped and he said: "Kid, since you are not one of the Eastern Dog Thieves, how did you find this place? Although I don't take the four bastards outside, they are ordinary leaders of the big sect. , you can’t take advantage of them, they are definitely not something you can match.”
Hong Kang smiled.
At this time, Ren Woxing was still testing his identity.
Hong Kang said: "The four village owners are taking a rest now, well, the kind of rest tied up with ropes."
Ren Woxing said: "Hahaha... kid, did you do it?"
Hong Kang nodded. He didn't care much about the title "kid".
Observing Ren Woxing at close range and observing with Hong Kang's spirit, Ren Woxing's energy was six or seven times more than his own, just like the vast ocean.
With such a majestic amount of energy, even if you don't know martial arts, just rely on your energy to crush it, it is enough to make Ren Woxing fearless for most people.
Not to mention Ren Woxing himself is proficient in boxing, kicking, and swordsmanship!
However, Hong Kang was still extremely confident when facing Ren Woxing.
This is not only because of Hong Kang's firm will, but also because he discovered that although Ren Woxing's true energy is majestic, it has a serious sense of sluggishness and lack of roundness when running.
Hong Kang thought to himself: This should be the sequelae of "Star Absorbing Technique"!
In Hong Kang's view, if a warrior cannot control his own power as he pleases, then he has not yet mastered Kung Fu.
Blindly pursuing the hugeness of true energy without caring about one's own ability to withstand and control it is like a child dancing with a sledgehammer, easily injuring oneself.
Ren Woxing said: "Good job, kid! You have given me a vent to the bad anger in my chest!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Suddenly, Ren Woxing stopped laughing.
A pair of tiger eyes stared at Hong Kang and said: "Kid, since you have found me, tell me what you want to do, right? You can't come here just to let me go, right?"
Hong Kang smiled and said, "Mr. Ren, what if I say yes?"
Ren Woxing said nothing. He stared straight into Hong Kang's eyes, trying to see whether what this kid said was true or false.
But Hong Kang's eyes never changed, clear, distant and profound.
In terms of age, Hong Kang is several times older than Ren Woxing, how can he easily tell his thoughts! ?
Ren Woxing said solemnly: "If you really let me out, I can accept you as a disciple, teach you magical skills, and make you an elder of our divine religion; if you make some more achievements, you can naturally become the deputy leader of the divine religion. Even if you take over my position in the future, it is not impossible."
Ren Woxing, this cake painting is really big enough.
If it were a young man who was just starting out, he might really be persuaded by him.
"How's it going? What do you think about it, kid?"
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