The three of them had a good night's rest in the inn. At noon the next day, there was a lot of people outside the inn, and the bells and drums were ringing.
The three of them stood outside the window and watched the movements of the boxing gate. After a while, a familiar face came into their eyes. Their old acquaintance, the boxing god, appeared.
The martial arts god who now holds great power is high-spirited and dressed in black. His previously messy beard and hair have been neatly tidied up.
The Fist God waved his hands, and everyone from the Fist Sect followed the Fist God towards the Emperor's Palace.
Duan Fengyun and the others knew that the opportunity had come, but to be on the safe side, the three of them chose to wait a little longer.
In the evening, expecting that the emperor's birthday banquet was about to begin, the three of them walked out of the inn and came outside the fist gate again.
With the first experience, this time the three of them entered the boxing gate very well and arrived at the back mountain smoothly.
At this time, as the three of them expected, the guards at the back mountain were much sparse compared to two days ago.
The three of them appeared in front of the guarded door in a swaggering manner.
When the guards saw Duan Fengyun and the other two men, they all pulled out their swords and looked at the three of them. One of them, who seemed to be the leader of the guards, said:
"Who are you?
The back mountain is my forbidden area, please leave quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."
Duan Fengyun and the others ignored his words and continued to walk forward.
Seeing that good words and persuasion didn't work, the guards rushed up with swords and surrounded the three Duan Fengyun.
In order to win the battle quickly, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun did not let Duan Fengyun deal with this group of stinky fish and shrimps alone this time.
The three of them drew their weapons at the same time, and after a flash of swords and swords, all the guards fell to the ground.
The three of them took back their weapons and continued to move towards the Fist Tomb.
Not long after walking, the three of them saw a stone tablet with two big characters written on it - Fist Grave.
The place the three of them had been searching for finally arrived.
And the three very familiar voices also sounded in the fist grave.
"God of Boxing, let me out quickly!
Juexin, you unfilial son!
Emperor, you despicable and shameless villain!
When I get out, I will make sure that you can't live without dying!
Come on, please let me out quickly. When I get out, I will definitely be richly rewarded."
The person who made this sound was the target of Duan Fengyun and the others' trip - Jue Wushen.
The three of them couldn't help laughing when they heard Jue Wushen's wailing. They didn't expect that Jue Wushen, who had been so arrogant all his life, would end up like this.
The three of them decided to stimulate this old friend, and they walked leisurely into the boxing grave.
The three people who walked into the fist grave saw a giant fist, and their old acquaintance - Jue Wushen was tied to the giant fist.
Duan Fengyun greeted enthusiastically:
"Jue Wushen, long time no see. How are you?"
The three of them carefully observed Jue Wushen, and found that Jue Wushen was tied to the giant fist of the fist grave by the boxer's fist lock that tightened the muscles and veins in his body, making him unable to raise his energy and exert force.
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After the previous roar, Jue Wushen was lowering his head feebly. When he heard someone speaking, he raised his head expectantly.
But when he saw the faces of the three Duan Fengyun people, he was confused. He asked in surprise:
"Duan Fengyun, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun!
How could it be you!"
Nie Feng stared at Jue Wushen and said:
"Jue Wushen, my mother has been with you so much and even gave birth to a son for you.
You are so cruel that you killed my mother. I came here just to take your head to pay homage to my mother's spirit in heaven."
After listening to Nie Feng's words, Jue Wushen said in pain:
"I'm sorry for Yan Ying, I'm sorry for her."
Duan Fengyun looked at this posture and felt that this matter was not that simple, so he asked:
"Jue Wushen, tell me, what exactly happened at your garrison line?"
Jue Wushen replied:
"That day after I, Jue Xin, Boxing God, Po Jun, and Yan Ying left Wu Shen Jue Palace, Po Jun said that his mission was completed and would not return to Japan with us.
So the four of us came to the garrison line. When the garrison line was about to return to Japan, Yan Ying said that she didn't want to go with us and that she wanted to go back to find Nie Feng and his son.
I tried every possible means to persuade her, but Yan Ying was very disappointed in me because of what I had done to hold her hostage.
When I was distracted, Juexin suddenly took action and killed Yan Ying directly. I had no time to save Yan Ying.
And I was kidnapped by Juexin and the Boxing God all the way back to Japan, and then imprisoned here.
Nie Feng, please kill me to avenge your mother."
After Nie Feng heard Jue Wushen's words, he lost consciousness for a while. He did not expect that the Jue Wushen he had been searching for was not his mother-killing enemy.
The hatred towards Jue Wushen in his heart dropped a lot, and the hand holding the knife became much more relaxed.
When Jue Wushen saw this scene, he was congratulating himself that he diverted the trouble away and saved his life.
After these three people, the god of boxing, and the emperor are both defeated, he will go out to clean up the mess. By then, he will still have no god in the world.
Duan Fengyun could see Jue Wushen's plan at a glance, and he was not prepared to let Jue Wushen go.
Jue Wushen has the blood of so many compatriots from the Central Plains on his hands, and Duan Fengyun will never allow Jue Wushen to still live in this world.
Duan Fengyun stabbed his sword directly into Jue Wushen's chest and said:
"Senior Brother Feng will let you go, but I won't let you go.
Your hands are stained with the blood of so many of my compatriots from the Central Plains. Go to hell and repent.
Don't worry, your good son and good senior brother will come down to accompany you soon."
Jue Wushen's eyes were fixed on Duan Fengyun, and then he closed his eyes unwillingly.
There is no such thing as a god!
Duan Fengyun walked up to Nie Feng and patted Nie Feng's shoulder and said:
"Senior Brother Feng, since we have all arrived in Japan.
Then we must find the murderers who killed Aunt Nie and take off their heads as a sacrifice to Aunt Nie's spirit in heaven.
We will accompany you to find Juexin and the emperor behind him."
Bu Jingyun also walked to Nie Feng and said:
"Junior Brother Feng, Junior Brother Duan is right.
If we come to Japan this time and want to kill, we will kill you as fast as we can. In addition to your mother’s revenge, we will also avenge the revenge of my compatriots from the Central Plains.”
Nie Feng looked at Duan Fengyun and Bu Jingyun with emotion.
Duan Fengyun said:
"Let's go, senior brother Feng, no more mother-in-law and mother."
The three of them walked out of the fist grave. When the three of them were about to leave the fist gate, Duan Fengyun suggested:
"We're all here anyway, why don't we make things bigger? Let's set fire to the fist gate and let the boxing god lose his home and make him angry to death."
Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun really admired Duan Fengyun's sinister behavior. It was impossible for them to think of such a sinister idea.
But the two of them agreed very much with Duan Fengyun's idea, and the three of them ran to the three corners of the fist gate and lit a fire each.
The sky was dry in Japan, and soon a blazing fire broke out inside the fist door.
The three brothers left the fist gate under the light of the sky.