The sky was dark, the fireworks of messages were rising and falling in the sky one after another, and the chaotic sound of fighting was still coming from outside, making the atmosphere behind the courtyard a bit anxious.
Li Yanfeng ignored the two young men who suddenly appeared, and the tall figure walked towards Yan Yunzhi who was sitting in the corner.
To the outsider who suddenly appeared, he had said a few words out of kindness. Although the other party's reaction made him somewhat angry, more noise was no longer necessary.
Over the years of practicing martial arts, Li Yanfeng has excelled in his proficiency and has rarely encountered an opponent. He had just defeated a large number of warriors alone on the long street with just a stick, and then had a moment of fighting with the master with a gun. By now, he had finished warming up, and his blood was like mercury.
, in his most peak state, even if a large group of people pounced on him, he was confident enough to knock them over easily.
But the business has to be done ahead of time and there is no room for delay.
He held the stick and moved forward, and Yan Yunzhi's body suddenly tensed up in the darkness. A young man who didn't know the heights of the world walked over and said, "Aren't you in the same group?"
Li Yanfeng suddenly swung his stick horizontally.
He walked forward and swung the stick in his hand suddenly, silently but as fast as lightning. The tip of the stick was aimed at the opponent's right temple. This stick was like a phoenix nod in marksmanship. The stick only needed one touch.
It can break a person's head like a clay pot, and most people will die without even having a chance to react...
But occasionally unexpected situations occur.
The young man was startled for a moment, and at some point his raised hands had already caught the stick that was hitting his temple.
“You are like this...” His tone was a little angry.
There seemed to be a chill in the night, and the next moment, the stick between the two people suddenly completely arched into a semicircle.
The hair on the back of Li Yanfeng’s head exploded.
With a "bang" sound, the long stick bounced back in the air. Li Yanfeng's steps suddenly sank, and his figure danced like a phantom. Then his fists roared out towards the opponent like a giant python, and the white ape stretched his arms.
The power of the punch was fierce and majestic. But here, the young man who let go of the stick stepped on the ground and rushed straight towards the opposite center. Li Yanfeng punched twice in the air, and on the third punch,
The fist had already hit the young man's defensive arm hard.
flutter
The surrounding mud splashed away, and the boy's counterattacking fist hit Li Yanfeng's chest.
What followed was an extremely fierce confrontation...
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The autumn wind swept the sky, and in the night sky, rain clouds piled up and surged, like surging mountains.
Chaos is spreading in the streets near the Golden Tower. But there are also flying arrows from far and near. At this moment, the surrounding forces belonging to the "King of Wheels" are being mobilized, and the response seems to be coming from all directions.
of the tide.
In the east section of the street, Tan Zheng's steps pushed away the smoke that spread on the road. The big knife in his hand rose up, and fell like a thunderbolt the next moment. In front of him, You Hongzhuo counterattacked with his knife, and the two long knives burst into flames in the air.
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The sword light of the all-out fight was heavy and cold. At this moment, the "Heavenly Sword" Tan Zhengnai, who was walking calmly, was holding the sword with both hands. On the other side, You Hongzhuo, whose half-body was stained with blood, had also replaced the sharp sword with one hand with both hands. His
With fierce eyes, the blade he swung out with all his strength was fast and heavy. The collision with the long knife in Tan Zheng's hand in the street was like a hurricane tearing apart, crackling and almost forming a terrifying area that was difficult for outsiders to enter.
If the sword in Tan Zheng's hand is majestic and steady, already possessing the aura of a mountain-like master, then the sword in the hand of this young swordsman who not many people know yet is full of wild and destructive atmosphere at this moment, like a newborn.
It rushed toward the mountain like a calf.
He had been injured under the siege of everyone before, and he did not gain much advantage in the first few fights with Tan Zheng. But now, with half of his body covered in blood, You Hongzhuo seemed to be getting braver and braver every time he fought.
He changed his fighting style, and now he was fighting head-on with Tan Zheng again.
The long knives held by the two hands collided in the air like a torrential rain. For a moment, no one retreated. After a slight movement, the two people moved towards the side of the street. During this period, several tables and chairs on the roadside were moved by this.
The violent sword light was involved and flew away like an explosion. A member of the "Undead Guard" came from the side, holding a long gun and seemed to want to support Tan Zheng. He had just entered the fighting group, and the gun in his hand
The blade was cut off by the light of the sword, and then the light of the sword exploded from his thighs and sides, causing blood to fly.
“Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
The enemy caught in the sword light also broke the balance in the competition. You Hongzhuo shouted like a trapped animal, still trying to rush forward. However, Tan Zheng in front of him had eyes like water, and heavy swords kept falling from the front, knocking him down.
His attack split, and after several more blows, You Hongzhuo staggered back.
Tan Zheng followed his footsteps like a shadow, striking at him one after another.
On the chaotic street, Tan Zheng slashed five times in a blink of an eye. You Hongzhuo flew back in embarrassment. The fifth slash he struck had already opened the door wide. Just when he couldn't parry, Liang Siyi's sword blocked it from the side.
She blocked Tan Zheng's knife, and her arms were almost numb. Chen Juefang came from the side like a ghost, and struck her with a knife. Blood flew. Liang Siyi almost changed his life and waved his sword at Chen Juefang.
He attacked fiercely, but Chen Jue Fangfu avoided it again.
“This is my business! Let’s go”
Liang Siyi shouted loudly, this woman crawled out from the pile of corpses on the battlefield, covered in blood, and was still attacking with all her strength. You Hongzhuo was still retreating, swallowing a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and grabbed a person who rushed nearby. He was called the "Immortal Guard", and with all his strength, he rushed towards Tan Zheng with all his strength.
The distance between the two sides narrowed in an instant. Tan Zheng grabbed the back of the "Undead Guard" with one hand and snatched it away with his left hand. The knife on his right hand was already slashing towards this side. The "Undead Guard" was dancing and still resisting. There was blood in You Hongzhuo's mouth. Chao Tan was spraying out, and the swords of both sides fought together again in the bloody light.
Bystanders from far and near watched the man and woman in front of Tan Zheng's sword, almost killed into two bloody men, still fighting with all their strength, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
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The west side of Long Street.
On the second floors of some shops on the roadside, fierce fighting sounds were heard. Some tables and chairs suddenly broke through the doors and windows of the wooden buildings and hit pedestrians on the road. The situation became more and more out of control, and there were also the shadows of spears rushing towards them. Going out of the roof, the swaying stirred up the tiles all over the sky.
Yue Yinping and Yue Yun stopped Jin Yongsheng, Shan Lifu, Meng Zhuotao and others from chasing Yan Yunzhi. Under Yue Fei's training, the two siblings, who had known each other for many years, worked together tacitly. The younger brother Yue Yun was born with supernatural powers, even though he did not use them. It is a weapon that can be used well on the battlefield, but the Fanzi Fist, which has been passed down by the Zhou family, has a vague power like that of Chen Fan when he assassinated Bao Dao B on the streets of Hangzhou. It fits the old saying that "boxing is afraid of young people"; and my sister Yin Ping was originally good at Zhou Tong's five-step thirteen spear. She was tall, and her shooting skills and leg skills were all amazing. Her younger brother used his strange strength to throw things around the room, and even smashed through the wall board arbitrarily. When entering the next room, she jumped onto the beam and even rushed out of the roof to overlook the overall situation. The two responded to each other, and for a while they dragged the battle group around and wreaked havoc. Except for a few masters, there were minions far and near. It's hard to catch up.
If they could escape unscathed, just this big fuss would be enough to make them famous all over the world.
But if we really talk about the situation, it is actually not optimistic. Jin Yongsheng and Shan Lifu are both mediocre players. Usually, even if the two siblings fight against each other, the outcome is actually quite difficult to say. But among the three of them, especially It was Meng Zhuotao who seemed to have an injury on his shoulder. His martial arts power was still faintly superior to the two shopkeepers of Baofeng. If he hadn't killed his elders and captured his fellow disciples, his murderous intention subsided, and he couldn't figure out Jin Yongsheng and others. Because of people's intentions and some inactivity, one of the siblings may have been injured.
Just now, Jin Yongsheng and Shan Lifu were mainly interested in catching Yan Yunzhi. At this time, Yin Ping was wielding his spear like rain. After some confusion, he and his brother were able to stop the three of them. In fact, they had reached the limit of their abilities.
At this time, during the fight, Yin Ping was also sending a signal to Yue Yun on the side that he must escape as soon as possible.
Yue Yun was also anxiously sending out a signal during the fight: someone was chasing him.
Yin Ping just shook his head.
This fight has bought a certain amount of time for the other party to escape. At this moment, there are shouts in the night from far and near. The "Warrior King" Gao Huiyun's team may be able to escape in less than a cup of tea.
The surge is coming. What can be done has been done. If I don’t leave now, do I have to take myself on board...
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In the dark courtyard not far from the street, Yan Yunzhi saw that the atmosphere went from calm and suppressed to explosive in just a short moment.
The two figures in the darkness were still talking a moment ago, but the next moment they were wrestling with sticks, the reaction of a true master was detonated.
Before this, Yan Yunzhi had also considered how to confront Li Yanfeng, but at that moment, facing the young man from the southwest, the "Monkey King" of Tongshan shook his body, and then opened his mouth wide.
The combined White Ape Arm Fists were overwhelming. This may be the violent reaction of a real martial arts master after sensing the danger. Yan Yunzhi even felt his eyes blurred, and then Li Yanfeng's figure relaxed, and the wind of the fists roared fiercely.
There was a bright and dim light falling in the sky. At this moment, what surprised Yan Yunzhi the most was that the young man named Long Aotian rushed towards Li Yanfeng's White Ape Arm Fist. If Li Yanfeng's fist was
After unfolding, it was like a surging wave, encircling it from all directions. At the moment after the stress, the young man's figure was like a stubborn stone, shining straight into the center of the wave.
The fists of the two figures were intertwined. In the dim light, Yan Yunzhi couldn't even see clearly the two men moving and dodging in a small area in an instant, but the sound of "bang bang bang bang" sounded, which was the fist hitting the fist.
The sound on the flesh was as if two violent beasts were trying to suppress each other from the front as soon as they met, but neither one was willing to retreat.
The next moment, a figure suddenly and silently appeared between the two of them.
It was the young monk following the action of "Long Aotian" who pounced on Li Yanfeng at the moment when the fists of the two sides were violently exchanging blows. In the darkness, Li Yanfeng made a sound of "ah", and the surging inner breath drummed in the back of the courtyard.
Swinging, his body moved, and the sound of wind and thunder became louder as he wielded his fists. In the dim light of the fireworks, it was as if seven or eight arms were spread out, and the young monk followed him like maggots on the tarsus.
Even though Yan Yunzhi, who has mastered the art of assassins, could not see clearly what kind of tricks the young monk was using at this time, but judging from Li Yanfeng's sudden reaction at this moment, he must have sensed a difficult threat and was dealing with the situation ahead.
"Long Aotian" wanted to get rid of this shameless little monk who wanted to stick to him.
There was another moment of light blooming. Yan Yunzhi saw Li Yanfeng's figure spinning twice backwards. He grabbed the young monk's hand, and in front of him, a young man named Long Aotian jumped up and jumped.
Only his right fist was already raised in the air.
With a bang, a solid punch hit Li Yanfeng's face. Li Yanfeng dwarfed and seemed to throw the little monk away into the distance. At the same time, his figure seemed to shrink.
In a circle, he swung his foot upwards and punched the side of the face, then kicked the young man in the chest.
The three figures all flew out like cannonballs.
Li Yanfeng's body rolled several times on the ground, until he rolled to the corner of the wall before he stood up with all his strength. The little monk who was as clingy as a ghost was thrown to the farther corner by Li Yanfeng, and several tiles of the basket were smashed.
Can, stood up the next moment; and here, the boy who was kicked in the chest after throwing a punch, stepped a few times in the mud on the ground, his hands stretched in the air, and his feet slid back
, but he has already grasped the figure, and a long breath came out of his mouth, as if there was infinite power surging in this body.
Yan Yunzhi had seen a similar situation when she was in Tongshan. She didn't know what kind of inner martial arts this young man was practicing, and he would have such movements when he relaxed with all his strength. But as a warrior, she had to admit that
, such an appearance can even make her blood boil.
The previous fight between these three people only took place in just a few breaths. Li Yanfeng and Long Aotian clashed with each other with extreme ferocity. The young monk advanced as dangerously as a tarsal maggot, and then Li Yanfeng threw the young monk away.
, was punched in the face and then kicked back. The whole process was fierce and neat.
In fact, even Li Yanfeng, who looked a little embarrassed after being punched in the face, already showed extremely powerful boxing skills and countermeasures. At first, he used the white ape to fight Long Aotian, until the little monk rushed over
, the entire fist technique was actually changing in the direction of the monkey fist. He dodged two of the opponent's attacks while jumping and leaping, and then he took the opponent's hand and threw him away. Although Long Aotian punched him in front of his face.
Hit him in the face, and while throwing the little monk away, he could spin around and kick his legs at the same time. It was a one-on-two fight, which was already an extremely beautiful confrontation.
If he was facing a warrior of similar age to him, there would actually be no problem in this way.
But at this moment, he was facing a young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old and another young man who looked younger. The skills displayed by these two people were like monsters.
When Yan Yunzhi was in Tongshan, he only met Long Aotian for a moment and was knocked down. Although he knew that his martial arts was superior to him, he never imagined that he would face a martial arts master like Li Yanfeng.
Instead of launching a head-on confrontation without giving in.
And the young monk who was thrown away might be the rumored "Four-foot Yin Demon". Although he looked younger, in just a short moment, he was able to provoke Li Yanfeng to the point of being punched head-on.
He threw it away, which proved that once he got close, his attack method could be fatal.
The night was blurry, and the hustle and bustle of Jin Street not far away spread. Yan Yunzhi clenched his teeth and his heart pounded.
On the opposite wall, Li Yanfeng's tall figure had stood upright. He had been punched in the face. At this time, his long hair was scattered, and his body was covered with a lot of mud from rolling on the ground. He stretched out his arm,
He grabbed his own clothes and tore them off, revealing his upper body in the darkness like a knife and an axe. In the silence, murderous intent overflowed.
In the further corner, the young monk who smashed several bottles and jars seemed to blend into the darkness. At this moment, he uttered an "Amitabha" sound: "The donor was too cruel, he is indeed a bad person."
." These words are old-fashioned, but the voice is quite childish, which makes people feel an inexplicable weird feeling in their hearts.
The young man named Long Aotian here was the only one who did not fall. His figure relaxed and then fell slowly, and there seemed to be an extremely long breath in his mouth.
“It seems like there is indeed a gathering of people in Jiangning today.” In the darkness, Li Yanfeng spoke out, “All kinds of weird people are here.”
“I asked you something, can you answer it now?” The young man here also spoke.
“What did you ask?”
Yan Yunzhi saw the young man named Long Aotian pointing his finger towards him: "Aren't you in the same group? Did you have a falling out?"
Li Yanfeng on the other side frowned and stepped forward: "She's from the same group? Do you know who she is?" He walked to the long stick that fell on the ground, stretched out his legs and swept it, and the stick bounced against the wall next to it, and then bounced off the wall.
When he came back, Li Yanfeng grabbed it easily and held it neatly in his hand.
The young man named Long Aotian’s hand fell.
In the darkness farther away, the young monk walked towards this side. Li Yanfeng glanced at him with his peripheral vision. His stick was lowered, but at this moment even Yan Yunzhi knew that what everyone was about to face would be a real attack with all his strength.
, the "Monkey King" of this generation without any reservations.
There was silence for a moment in the darkness. Long Aotian said nothing. He put down his hand pointing at Yan Yunzhi. Then he said: "Li Jianfeng, your whole family is committing evil in Tongshan. Do you know that you are wrong?" He did not ask Li Yanfeng and Yan Yunzhi any more.
I don’t know why, but when I said this, my tone seemed to be slightly lowered.
"Tong, Shan, Do, Evil..." Li Yanfeng smiled slightly, "So, you are the five-foot YIN demon..."
"I'm not."
The young man walked forward, and Li Yanfeng lowered his posture.
“I am your long-lost father...grandpa!”
The next moment, Yan Yunzhi saw the stick in Li Yanfeng's hand roaring up like a tornado, and on both sides of his figure, Long Aotian and the little monk rushed forward and surrounded each other. Almost at the same time, they came from different places.
In the direction of Li Yanfeng, he launched a surprise attack.
Li Yanfeng made a "wow" sound, and the figure dancing wildly in the darkness looked like an ape, a monkey, and a madman. He fell forward like a thunderous stick. Long Aotian rushed over, and the large pile of debris under the ground
The object and the mud exploded with a bang, and then the stick rolled up the mud all over the sky, and the debris splashed in all directions. Li Yanfeng rushed into the scattered mud, and in the darkness behind him was the light of the sword sliding silently.
Along with the wild dance of the sticks, three figures shuttled and intertwined. Then, Yan Yunzhi discovered that Li Yanfeng's figure holding a stick pounced towards her.
Yan Yunzhi was also a warrior. Seeing the sudden fight, the sword in her hand sank and she waved her hand to fight. It was also at the next moment that she heard the curse of "fuck" coming from in front of her, and her body suddenly reacted and retreated backwards.
The stick in Li Yanfeng's hand seemed to have lost its shape in the darkness. When it suddenly appeared, there was a bang on the wall where she was standing, and stone chips flew everywhere.
As a martial arts master, Li Yanfeng's unrestrained fighting swept towards her overwhelmingly. She was already flying back, but the next moment she felt a sudden pain in her right hand that was facing forward in a defensive posture, and then the stick swung horizontally.
, hitting her side ribs.
With his body still flying out in mid-air, Yan Yunzhi saw that the stick in Li Yanfeng's hand seemed to explode into pieces in the air. A figure rushed towards Li Yanfeng from the side, and then rumbled into a crumbling wall on the side of the yard.
Yan Yunzhi fell from the air and rolled on the ground. She knew that her ribs might have been broken, but Li Yanfeng's blow did not seem to have used all his strength. Her body rolled on the ground and she struggled to get up.
Not far away from where she was standing, an entire earthen wall was rumbling down, and the surrounding debris, garbage, pots and jars were all being broken into pieces. The young man's figure grabbed a clay pot with water,
With a loud bang, it hit Li Yanfeng on the head, causing tiles and smelly water to splash all over the sky. Li Yanfeng punched the opponent equally violently and knocked him down among the ruins. Behind his body, the little monk rushed up and waved towards Li Yanfeng's throat.
Time passed.
Li Yanfeng's right arm, which was tied with a slender iron ruler, suddenly jerked, and the subtle and crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in the air. The short figure was entangled with him in the air, and then there were two fierce blows.
Stab. Only then did Li Yanfeng throw away this troublesome ghost-like figure. Long Aotian, who was getting up from behind, had already pounced on him. With a wave of his fist, Li Yanfeng blocked several times, and there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.
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He just threw the difficult little monk out. Now facing the young man's attack, he staggered back in danger, and then fell into the muddy water. The young man rushed up to him, but he kicked him away.
Before he could get up, the young man grabbed a large brick from the rubble on his side and smashed it down on his head and face. Li Yanfeng tried to block it, but it was a mud brick. Although it was heavy, it exploded with a bang.
Even in the air, Li Yanfeng failed to get up. He fell to the ground and used his fists lying on the ground. He kicked hard with his feet to intimidate him, and then rolled towards the back. Long Aotian and the young monk rushed up from both sides, and the three of them rushed forward.
The figures collided fiercely together again, sending a nearby collapsed rockery flying apart.
Yan Yunzhi stood there and could hardly feel the pain in his ribs for a while.
This was the first time she had seen such a brutal and unimpressive fighting style. Previously on that long street, Li Yanfeng swept away the area with only a stick. The master's skills were fully displayed, and in the many arena competitions she had experienced in the past,
During the sparring, everyone stopped at the last minute, and even though there were differences in martial arts skills, everyone maintained their demeanor.
But at this moment, everything that unfolded in front of him was like the most brutal battlefield fight. Both sides exploded with murderous intent, and they wanted to use all possible means to kill the other side. Even Li Yanfeng was unable to maintain the slightest bit of strength in such a fight.
He showed the demeanor of a master, his whole body was covered with mud and smelly water, and his long hair was messy and flying. Speaking of his agile movements, the Big and Small Monkey Fist did not even have a chance to jump off the ground at this time. The two sides were pulling each other and almost beating each other.
Became a mud monkey.
This is...the southwest style of play?
Yan Yunzhi thought of the young man's origins and that legendary place, and her heart became hot for a moment. Her right hand was beaten with blood by Li Yanfeng's stick. At this time, she was holding a sword in her left hand and was about to charge forward.
She didn’t know who she wanted to help, but it didn’t matter which one she killed.
Long Aotian was fighting and beating Li Yanfeng in the rubble. The blade in his hand was stabbed at the opposite door but was blocked. When he looked up, he saw the girl who had been in Tongshan stupidly raising the sword to come over.
, he cursed: "Fuck you! Why don't you leave quickly?" His body was kicked away by Li Yanfeng, and he felt suffocated.
On the other side of the street not far away, someone was running towards us. He was an old man wearing a long gown and holding an abacus in his hand. He was so fast that he saw the person here in the dim light while running.
She was quite excited and said from a distance: "Miss Yan..." The inner energy was forced and stirred up.
When he got closer, he could already see the messy scene here. An embarrassed figure stood in a large piece of rubble, covered in mud and even blood. If he hadn't looked at it a few times, he would have hardly recognized it.
It was the "Monkey King" who had previously overpowered the entire long street. In fact, it was because Li Yanfeng had just taken off his clothes that he became even more embarrassed in such a fight. Long Aotian was well-dressed, even though he was slightly injured.
, it can’t be seen from the outside, and he will never be like Li Yanfeng, covered in mud and smelly water.
What happened to Li Yanfeng? Who is this young man? How did he end up like this?
"Taishan Pan" Jin Yongsheng had just finished speaking, and he was suddenly a little surprised. But here, seeing the other party's help arriving, Long Aotian and the young monk also subconsciously stopped, and everyone looked at each other. The scene was momentary.
, somewhat quiet.
“…Brother Li, what’s wrong with you?”
Because he didn’t know what to say, after a moment, Jin Yongsheng spoke calmly and asked.
Li Yanfeng looked at him, then raised his hand, half-smiling.