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Chapter 343 The Beggar Can't Help Himself (3)

As soon as Peng Zhen finished speaking, he saw that the brightly lit room was empty. He turned around and ran to the other courtyard to call Peng Youren, but the swordsman in black had already chased after him in the blink of an eye.

Peng Zhen swung his sword to resist, and with one move he was able to conquer the world with extremely domineering power. He had devoted himself to studying the Five Tiger Door-Breaking Sword for more than forty years, and his attainments in this sword technique were naturally quite good. Although it was difficult to win for a while, Peng Zhen was confident.

Can parry until reinforcements arrive.

The black-clothed swordsman said: "You only know that the Five Tiger Gate-breaking Sword has sixty-four moves, but you don't know that there are two more moves in this sword technique, which can only be learned by successive masters."

Peng Zhen was shocked when he saw that man, the light of his sword rose sharply, and he performed a move that he had never seen before. How could it be possible! There were moves in this Five Tiger Door-Breaking Sword that he had never known about. He was a direct descendant of the Peng family, from Jiangbei.

The true story of the Peng family.

He couldn't help but be surprised. The man raised his wrist again and swept the steel knife from left to right.

Seeing that this move was overbearing, Peng Zhen was about to move back on his toes, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, preparing to find an opening to counterattack when the man pursued him. But as soon as he retreated, the man's hand was holding a sword.

The knife seemed to be able to stretch and retract, and with a flash of light, a ball of blood exploded on Peng Zhen's chest.

"How is it?" The man smiled coldly.

Peng Zhen looked at his chest, and then at the knife in the man's hand. Logically speaking, one step should be just enough to avoid the knife, but why could he still hurt himself? His knife was also ordinary, not long.

That inch. Suddenly, Peng Zhen's eyes fell on the handle of the knife, and he was shocked: "Your handle!"

Seeing Peng Zhen's move, the man's expression suddenly became violent and terrifying. With a roar, the sword rose into the sky. In the blink of an eye, the sword flashed, and Peng Zhen was cut in half, and his intestines and stomach flowed all over the floor.

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"Why are you so...?" Peng Zhen said miserably while holding his breath.

But before he could finish his words, the man raised his knife and slashed Peng Zhen's upper body in half.

The night was calm, without wind, rain or electricity. Only the crescent moon poked out from the dark clouds, using its cold moonlight to wash away the scarlet all over Peng Zhen's body.

Peng Zhen's body was discovered early the next morning. His death was so horrific that the Beggar Clan disciple who sent the message was frightened three times.

Who would have thought that the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan would end up like this, and that he would be able to retire in four years and enjoy family happiness with his children and grandchildren.

Peng Mansion.

All seven heads of the Beggar Clan were present, and Peng Zhen's body had been wrapped in white cloth. Just like the courtyard covered with fallen leaves, its original appearance could not be seen.

Wu Sansheng's eyes were heavy, and he asked Shen Tong in a low voice: "Elder Shen, did you see what move Brother Peng was killed by?"

Shen Tong looked solemn and spoke in a low voice: "The Five Tigers Cutting the Door. Brother Peng was killed by his Peng family's Five Tigers Cutting the Door."

Wu Sansheng nodded. He also saw that there might be a few more people in Peng Zhen's world who were killed with the Five Tigers Broken Gate Sword.

Shen Tong looked at Wu Sansheng and whispered: "Have you heard about the Shaolin Temple Supervisor Yuanji a few days ago?"

A month ago, Shaolin Temple Supervisor Yuanji died at the hands of the Shaolin stunt "Thousand Hands Conquering Demons". This incident has long been spread in the world, and most people said that it was the work of remnants of the Song Tao Alliance.

Wu Sansheng responded: "I've heard that Master Yuanji's sternum and ribs were all broken, and he died at the hands of Shaolin's unique Thousand-Armed Demon Subduer."

Shen Tong nodded and whispered: "As far as I know, the Thousand Hands Conquering Demons is exactly Yuan Ji's killing move."

Wu Sansheng was shocked and said: "How do you know about this? Do you have an informant in Shaolin?"

Shen Tong frowned and said: "You are the leader of the secret hall of the Beggar Clan, so you have the eye liner. What's more, it is a rule of the Beggar Clan not to insert nails in Shaolin. I don't have the courage."

Wu Sansheng thought about it and asked, "Then how did you know about this?"

Shen Tong replied: "I went to Shaolin a few years ago and had a few encounters with Yuanji. I once competed with him. At that time, he said that the people in Shaolin Temple who can defeat demons with a thousand hands can defeat him. No. More than two people.”

"who?"

"Master Liaojie and Master Chengnan."

"Both masters have passed away."

"That's right, that Yuanji is the strongest person in Shaolin Temple who can defeat demons with a thousand hands."

Having said that, Shen Tong and Wu Sansheng were both silent. Yuan Ji and Peng Zhen both died under their own unique skills. This was obviously someone's deliberate move. The world is probably not peaceful.

"We have to call the gang leader back to take charge of the overall situation." After a while, Wu Sansheng said.

Shen Tong nodded: "This matter must be informed to the gang leader as soon as possible."

After the two of them agreed, their subordinates rushed to report in a panic: "Report to the hall master that Peng Youren's whereabouts have not been found. According to the servants in the palace, Deputy Chief Peng saw Guan Changyun last night and went out. As for when he came back. , the servants won’t know.”

"Quickly find Guan Changyun and bring him over! Bring more people!" Shen Tong and Wu Sansheng said in unison.

The tragic death of the two No. 2 figures in the Beggar Clan and Shaolin Temple caused an uproar in the world, and all kinds of rumors were rampant for a while.

Some people say that as soon as the Jiangzuo Dynasty's military restriction order was issued, two big figures in the Jianghu died tragically. It was clear that the Jiangzuo Dynasty wanted to weaken the power of the Jianghu.

Others said that both of them died due to their own stunts, fearing that they went too far while practicing.

Others said that someone deliberately killed two people and then imitated the method of beating the corpses after they died, in order to spread panic in the world.

Anyway, there are people who can say whatever they want. After all, there is no shortage of anecdotes in this world. The deaths of these two big shots just give more people something to talk about.

Before the deaths of Yuanji and Peng Zhen were settled, another incident occurred in the world.

A mysterious martial arts secret book appeared all over the country overnight. It only takes two pages, and you can make great progress in martial arts if you get it.

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The northern border of Jiangzuo and the south of Lushan Mountain.

Yan Zhuo headed towards Jiangzhou, the land of Jiangzuo, one man and one horse. Qingfeng Mingyue Tower did not belong to the top ten sects in the Jianghu, so there was no place for them in the land of Jiangzuo, except for a few hidden piles where they could do legitimate business. , the other disciples either disbanded on the spot, or followed the breeze and Mingyue to Jiangzhou. Fortunately, the leader of the Beggar Clan, Qiao Zhenyue, was his eldest brother, so the gang of more than a thousand people had a good place to stay in Jiangzhou. The place - Wangyue City.

This Wangyue City is located in the north of Lushan Mountain and the south of Dayue Bay. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is not only beautiful in scenery but also easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is the throat of Jiangzhou. The Beggar Gang can hand over this place to Qingfeng Mingyue Tower. This shows the close relationship between the two factions.

Yan Zhuo was dressed in black with a black horse on his crotch, a long sword hanging on the side of the saddle, and a long jade flute in his hand that was spinning at his fingertips from time to time. He didn't know how to play the flute, nor was he good at the sounds of gold and stone. This long flute is just because it was given to him by Bai Yan.

Bai Yan is his sister and his only relative in this world.

He went to the ruined temple to find Bai Yan, originally wanting to ask her about revenge. As a descendant of the Yan family, she also had the right to know her life experience, and she had the obligation to contribute to avenge the family's destruction. But when he

The moment he saw his sister, he made up his mind not to tell her about revenge.

Revenge is the duty of the descendants of the Yan family, and it is also the duty of the brother to let his sister have a good life. Bai Buchou is a man, and it is a good thing that Bai Yan can be with him. That night, Yan Zhuo and Bai Buchou,

Bai Yan and the other three sat in front of the bonfire for a long time, but they didn't say much.

Before leaving, Bai Buchou got up to see them off, and waved goodbye until they reached the end of the mountain road.

"Yan Zhuo, I know that you have a blood feud. Logically speaking, as Bai Yan's husband, I should contribute to this matter. If you need help, just ask, and I will keep my word. In addition, I have some

I want to tell you that there are many things in this world. Some people are born just for a hundred years of fame and eternal hegemony. Just as you want revenge, this is the family and your destiny is your responsibility. But what I want to say to you is that this family’s destiny

And no matter what, people live for themselves in this world. This is what I have learned over the past few decades, and I hope it will be useful to you."

Thinking of this, Yan Zhuo touched the jade flute, feeling bitter in his heart. He picked up the jade flute, put it to his mouth, and blew it down in one breath, whimpering like an old ape exhaling. It was really unpleasant.

Revenge? Kill everyone who lost to the Yan family? The high-ranking officials in Jiangzuo want to be killed, the Donghai Gang and the Giant Whale Gang are also accomplices, and the old man Peng who is standing by is also going to be killed? But his life is Zhou Wantong, Zhou Lao

The one who was saved by the seniors was the former leader of the Beggar Clan. If he killed Peng Zhen, he would become an ungrateful person.

Yan Zhuo's heart was a little confused, and for a moment he even had murderous intentions. He wanted to kill all the evil people in the world who were stained with the blood of his Yan family, but this thought was suppressed by him for a moment. Some things cannot be done after all.

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A cry of mourning came from the mountain stream. Yan Zhuo took back his mind and rode away in search of the sound.

In the mountain stream, I saw a man with a steel knife in his hand being surrounded by four or five swordsmen in black. One of them had sharp swordsmanship. In the blink of an eye, he added two more wounds to the man's body. The man's swordsmanship was not weak.

, but facing the swordsman in black, he was helpless.

Yan Zhuo didn't know the grudge between them, but when he saw a group of people beating up one man, and when he saw that the swordsman in black seemed to be deliberately teasing the man, he felt dissatisfied and decided to rescue him.

"Be merciful!" he shouted, and the long sword pulled out a ray of cold light and sealed it in front of the black-clothed swordsman.

The black-clothed swordsman didn't expect that there were people meddling in other people's affairs deep in the mountains. He was surprised at first, and then said coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with you. The sword is ruthless. You'd better not get burned."

"It seems to have nothing to do with me." Yan Zhuo turned to look at the man and asked, "What's your name?"

The man was stunned and said, "Peng Youren."

Yan Zhuo secretly smiled in his heart, the "Peng" family was really destined to him. Without thinking too much, he turned to the swordsman in black and said: "I have a senior Peng Zhen, also named Peng. It seems that this brother is a little bit like me.

Fate, if you have any grudges, tell me and I will resolve them for you."

The men in black looked at each other and then at Yan Zhuo who suddenly appeared, with a mixture of confusion and disdain in their eyes: "The man behind you is Peng Zhen's only son. Peng Zhen has been killed by us.

Well, it seems you can’t avoid this matter. Since we are friends, let’s accompany them on the road!”

Yan Zhuo was instantly shocked when he heard that Peng Zhen was dead. Peng Zhen was known as the "Golden Lion of the Beggar Clan" and was among the top masters in the world. It was not easy to kill him: "You killed Peng Zhen?"

"That's right!" As he spoke, the man in the lead had already drawn his sword, and his moves were powerful and swift.

Yan Zhuo recognized that this sword technique was the Five Tigers Cutting Sword, and it was also the Peng family's ancestral sword technique. He held the long sword in his hand, the sword light shook, and he used the sword energy to force the blade open. The black-clothed swordsman did not finish a single move.

, and with another move, he picked up the handle of the knife and held the blade in his arms. He held the handle with one hand and put the other hand on the back of the knife. He turned his feet, and his whole body was like a top, bringing a powerful sword wind towards Yan Zhuo.

Yan Zhuo knew this move. This move was the "carrying a child to cross the river" in the Five Tigers' Cutting Sword. First, he held the steel sword in his arms, and when the opponent relaxed, he turned the blade and carried it on his back to strike one after another.

, because the blade suddenly turns and cuts from the scrotum from above, few people can resist it, it is an extremely vicious move.

With a "bang" sound, the swords collided, shooting out bursts of sparks.

Yan Zhuo saw that he could not retreat or advance from this move, so he could only move his left foot and turn to the left to avoid this move. He took advantage of the forward inertia of the black-clothed swordsman, staggered one step, and stepped into the palace again.

, mobilized the hundred-refined Xuanguang true energy, and defeated the enemy with strong internal strength. As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten enemies, Yan Zhuo's internal strength is far superior to that of the black-clothed swordsman. With just one shake of the long sword, the black-clothed swordsman

He was knocked away three steps.

Seeing that the leader was at a disadvantage, the three swordsmen on the side took action at the same time. The blades passed close to Yan Zhuo's body and were about to cut into Yan Zhuo's flesh and blood. However, they were forced away by the strong internal force and only cut through his coat.

Yan Zhuo did not allow the leading swordsman in black to breathe, and ignored the three people on the side. He used the long sword in his hand to use three quick attacks: "Han Sai Gui Peng", "Hu Tian Gui Yan" and "Bian Qiu Yi Yan Sheng". The masked sword

Ke had just taken one of Yan Zhuo's moves, and his breath was not stable for a moment. He could only take one step back after another move. When the third move "Bian Qiu Yisheng" came, he had already taken three steps back in a row. Yan Zhuo wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack.

As soon as the momentum started, the black-clothed swordsman actually leaned down and used the sword as a shaft. He turned as lightly as a fallen leaf, caught Yan Zhuo in the middle, raised his elbow to support Yan Zhuo's right arm, and then bent his knees to hit Yan Zhuo's lower abdomen.

Yan Zhuo felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and a huge force immediately penetrated into his intestines and stomach, causing him to lean forward and almost vomit out the sour water in his mouth. Yan Zhuo suffered a loss, and felt cruel in his heart. He dug up a piece of sand on the ground with his long sword and struck at him.

Then he raised his head, and with the power of the sword, he flew forward and threw out a series of kicks. This chain of kicks was so cruel that the masked swordsman's chest was wide open and he had no time to resist, so he caught the two kicks.

, fell out, fell to the ground, vomited blood from his mouth, and at least seven or eight of his ribs were broken.

When the three swordsmen on the side saw this, they shouted "kill" and started fighting with Yan Zhuo again.

The three of them had three knives. One knife slashed Yan Zhuo's abdomen horizontally, one knife slashed his waistcoat from behind, and another knife struck him vertically. In the blink of an eye, the three steel knives had already attacked Yan Zhuo's whole body.


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