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Zhu Tong didn't know what Wang Han was thinking. At this moment, three people of the fourth rank were surrounding him. They had a wheel knife and two wooden sticks. They cooperated with each other. Zhu Tong could only parry, and he had no time to write anything.
, what kind of kung fu do you practice?
Fortunately, his movement skills were really good. He could barely hold on by dodging left and right in the shadow of the stick.
The Butterfly God had sucked the golden-headed centipede into a skin, but Zhu Tong could not control it; the little elf was covered in golden light and was curiously experiencing the power of the needle light in its mouth. Along with this, Zhu Tong felt numbness inside and outside the Yintang point.
"You guys are being unreasonable, so I won't accompany you any longer." Zhu Tong finally couldn't resist, screamed, and jumped up against the big tree.
Divine Hook Wang Han was waiting for this moment, the black staff danced, and a little golden light shot towards Zhu Tong's crotch.
"Senior, are your moves too harsh?"
Zhu Tong faced the danger of becoming a eunuch, so he could only turn around and dodge, and then his body slipped under the tree.
The golden light divided into three sharp points before his eyes. There was a sharp sound, "Ding!", and one point pierced Zhu Tong's chest. The two points circled around for a week, and then returned to Wang Han, the divine hook.
The black staff fell, but Zhu Tong still didn't see clearly what the legendary hook knife looked like. He only saw that a piece of clothing on his chest had disappeared. He was scared in his heart and shouted: "You forced me."
Two wooden sticks were thrown at his head, but Zhu Tong did not dodge and watched the wooden sticks hit him.
The divine hook king Han looked at Zhu Tong blankly. The hook knife was extremely sharp and contained the profound Qi he had cultivated for half his life. He hit Zhu Tong's chest, but he seemed to be fine.
He was about to take action again, but it was already too late.
Under the tree, the two men with wooden sticks screamed at the same time and squatted down holding their wrists. The small fire wheel was rushing towards them, and Zhu Tong clicked on the Jianjing acupoint. His ability came from the same door as his brother's big fire wheel, covering
The same goes for doors.
Xiao Huolun's body went limp, and a golden needle popped out from Zhu Tong's left hand and stabbed into the back of his waist; his legs were slanted, and he fell limply to the ground.
"I wanted to spare you, but you asked for it this time."
This golden needle pricked the Shaoyin vein in Xiao Huolun's right leg. Without expert rescue, Xiao Huolun would have to lie down for half a year.
Over there, Wang Han, the divine hook, became angry with shame. He raised his black staff and spun it three times. Just as he was about to attack Zhu Tong, there was a muffled sound in the air, and a spark exploded from the golden ring at the top of the black staff.
Everyone knows that they have encountered a gunman.
King Han of Shengou patrolled around suspiciously, and his men dispersed.
People in the martial arts world may not be afraid of death, but they are all afraid of gunmen.
Ordinary gunmen may be fine. When you meet a gunman who has practiced kung fu, who has first-class vision and first-class accuracy, who is not afraid? Maybe only a true master like a bamboo Taoist priest can not care about those things. Not everyone can train a master like a bamboo Taoist priest.
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Fourth Grade Honghuo is the deepest in the world. Unlike other sects that have a strict selection process for disciples, the sources of disciples are complicated, and few people have the patience to devote themselves to practicing high-level martial arts.
Like the real society, the world of martial arts has also become practical. Since you cannot gain eternal life by cultivating those mysterious things, a more powerful pistol can kill a master; life is short, but it is more practical to earn more money.
There was the sound of a motor outside the woods, and two beams of light came in.
"Hehehe, it's so lively here, Brother Wang, why are things so difficult for Master Zhu?"
Under the light, a majestic old man appeared, holding a three-foot long sword in its sheath.
The old man floated in, without any decoration on his body, and he had the air of a master. Although he was alone, his face was kind and smiling, his hands and feet were open and closed, and there was a vague chill and coldness that looked down on all living beings.
"Today's world is quite lively. The Four-Rank Prosperity can never get rid of its bandit spirit. At this time, you still don't forget to fight and kill. Shengou Wang Han, you are also a senior who has been famous for a long time. How can you embarrass a junior like this?
It’s embarrassing for the current head of the Seventh-Rank Zhu Sect, who doesn’t follow any of the rules of the world, so how can the younger generation learn well?”
"Headmaster of Zhumen?" Not only Shengou Wang Han was surprised, but also Zhu Tong, who was accused of being the headmaster, was also worried.
"Who are you?" Wang Han, the divine hook, lowered his black staff and finally followed the rules of the world and heard the news; he couldn't just be taught a lesson without even knowing who the other party was.
The old man smiled casually and slowly drew out his long sword: "You don't know me, so you should know this sword, right?"
The sword was three feet long and had just been unsheathed. It looked like a bright sun in the thick night. The blue sword was covered with water chestnut patterns, and two silver dragons were circling around the sword.
"Hidden Dragon Sword."
"Yes, it is the Hidden Dragon Sword."
"Who are you?" Shengou Wang Han hesitated.
"Qin Tongshan, the eighteenth generation successor of Shiqimen."
"Stone Flag Gate, Hidden Dragon Sword." Shengou Wang Han's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe what he heard.
The Hidden Dragon Sword represents a legend. In the past thousands of years, almost every few decades, a highly skilled knight will appear, holding this Hidden Dragon Sword in his hand; it represents great authority.
, although the holder is a mysterious figure, and his actions are often intolerant, but he is a dignified hero with integrity; he is respected as a hermit in the world.
At every Jianghu cocktail party, the Eight Factions of Jianghu will invite several influential figures of the world to attend the meeting. Firstly, they can examine the behavior of the Eight Factions from the perspective of the outside world. Secondly, they can also have an objective evaluation of the Eight Factions. Thirdly, every time they face
When the order of the eight sects in the Jianghu changes, or when a sect enters or exits the eight sects, these onlookers are witnesses.
And the holder of this Hidden Dragon Sword can almost represent the opinions of these onlookers; when walking around the rivers and lakes, the hermits in the Jianghu hold the Hidden Dragon Sword to eliminate violence and do good deeds, and while making a great name for themselves, they also make friends all over the world.
He is a hero, and he does not rely on his skills like other masters and heroes.
The hermit in the world often communicates heart-to-heart with friends in the world. Even his special skills will be taught to him as long as he feels they are suitable. His charisma, popularity, and reputation are of course excellent.
Fourth Grade Honghuo was expelled from the Jianghu Dao twice, each time by the Jianghu Hermit, the holder of the Hidden Dragon Sword. Although he later returned to the eight factions of the Jianghu twice with the help of Blue Stone, he was not interested in this Hidden Dragon Sword.
, for the hermits in the world, the Honghuo sect members have a special feeling in their hearts.
The last time the Four Grades of Red Fire entered and exited the Eight Sects was during the Anti-Japanese War decades ago.
He was the last hermit who appeared in the world. He specialized in killing Japanese officers and traitors. The magic weapon in his hand was the Hidden Dragon Sword.
It's a shame to say that Sipinhonghuo has always been a place where the personnel are mixed, good and bad, and there are quite a few traitors in it.
After cleaning up the house for Sipin Honghuo, the Jianghu hermit suddenly appeared at that Jianghu cocktail party and denounced the various actions of the eight sects in the troubled times. He was very dissatisfied with Jianghu, especially Buddhism and Sipinhonghuo. Even Bapinlanhua
A group of women all knew how to help their comrades and compatriots, while most of the monks abandoned their monasteries or hid in the mountains to protect themselves, or simply lost their hair and returned to secular life. Many people who were prosperous in the fourth grade actually came forward to work for the Japanese.
At that time, the Jianghu Hermits demanded that these two factions be expelled from the Jianghu Eight Sects. The atmosphere at the scene was very embarrassing. It was Lanshi and Daozong who persuaded them: It is a time of troubled times and national crisis. The Jianghu Taoism is withering. It is not that everyone is unwilling to contribute, but because the times have changed.
, The bravery of a man of flesh and blood cannot be sustained, and the glorious kung fu of the past cannot compete with modern guns and cannons.
Shandong Shiqimen's kung fu is not bad, and the people's hearts cannot be said to be divided. Faced with the Japanese machine guns, they also ended up with the tragic result of annihilating the whole family.
At that time, the Jianghu Hermit was a bright young man, but he was called a half-assed man.
After the Jianghu Reception, Jianghu Dao entered a period of decline. The eight factions took refuge in each other, and the Jianghu hermit Zhou Banweng disappeared from sight.
Now, Qin Tongshan from Shiqimen appeared on this occasion holding the Hidden Dragon Sword, and Shengou Wang Han couldn't help but be frightened; he was old enough, still had memories of the past, and had many things to consider, knowing that this person would not
Appear out of thin air.
Sipinhonghuo's actions in recent years cannot be said to be aboveboard. The appearance of Shiqimen at this time means that Shiqimen has reappeared in Jianghu Road, which is bound to cause a sensation.
If Sipin Honghuo is once again expelled from the Eight Sects of Jianghu at the Jianghu Reception two years later, it will be a time when Jianghu Road has just begun to recover and prosper, which will not be a good thing.
In any case, with the guidance and support of the Third Rank Blue Stone, Sipinhonghuo began to change careers and enter the logistics industry. What people value is not Sipinhonghuo, but the orthodoxy of the eight factions supporting each other.
"This is a misunderstanding. I have already explained it clearly and I have offended you."
Wang Han, the divine hook, stared at Zhu Tong fiercely, waved, turned around, and walked away with his black staff, without even saying a word.
He is really not a man of words, but he is not stupid either. Qin Tongshan's comeback and the appearance of the Hidden Dragon Sword are both huge events for Jianghu Dao.
If everyone knew that Shiqimen appeared for the first time on this occasion and under such circumstances, it would do great harm to the reputation of Sipin Honghuo.
When the surrounding area became quiet, Qin Keqiang jumped down from another big tree not far away.
"Huh? When did Brother Qin change places?"
Zhu Tong mentioned the white rooster and asked pretending to be strange. In fact, he was not surprised at all. It would be strange if Qin Keqiang clung to a tree.
He didn't know Qin Tongshan, and he knew a little bit about the Hidden Dragon Sword. It was really an ancient Jianghu tradition, and no one had ever educated little liars in the Jianghu tradition.
However, Zhu Tong felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy when he saw Qin Tongshan. He thought that this old man was a helper summoned by Qin Keqiang, so he took a few steps forward and bowed to meet him with courtesy.
"Senior, are you really the master of Shiqi Sect?"
"Me?" Qin Tongshan pointed at Qin Keqiang with the Hidden Dragon Sword and said jokingly: "Keqiang is the master of the Shiqi Sect. I am a hermit in the world, an old guy."
"Brother Qin." Zhu Tong turned to look at Qin Keqiang and then at Qin Tongshan. No wonder he felt friendly just now. It turned out that he and Qin Keqiang were somewhat imaginary.
"Junior has thanked me for the help, but I am not the leader of the Zhu Sect." The Shiqi Sect has really returned to the world. Qin Keqiang, his long-standing bodyguard, turned out to be the leader of the Shiqi Sect. How amazing!
"Zhu Tong, if the phoenix mask is on you, you will be the leader of the Zhu Sect."
Qin Tongshan put away the Hidden Dragon Sword, helped Zhu Tong up with a kind face, and looked at it for a moment: "Not bad, not bad."
"What's good?" Zhu Tongwei was surprised that these two sentences had no beginning or end. Outsiders said that Zhu Tong was the head of the clan and was not counted. There must be a decent ceremony for handing over such a position, right? He didn't want to get entangled in this issue.
I still have some doubts in my heart. Is there any connection between the old liar and him?
"I mean, the magical word Zhu Menshu has been carried forward by Master Zhu." Qin Tongshan did not bother with Zhu Tong's question, and reached out to pick up the white rooster: "Purebred Central Plains fighting cock, with a tenacious and fierce temperament and strong adaptability.
The best ones are those who are vigorous enough to fight to the death. Even if they are covered in blood and their eyes are pecked out, they still answer the call and rarely show weakness and run away. The only weakness is that they lack rear strength and are not suitable for long-term battles; in recent years, Vietnamese chickens
Japanese chickens show off their majesty everywhere, and I have long wanted to find a purebred Central Plains fighting cock; Zhu Tong, can this chicken be given away to me?"
"Take it if you like it. This is what I just caught." Zhu Tong is a sensible person and knows that the other person is talking to someone else, so he just pretends that he doesn't understand anything.
"Senior, isn't this dog bad?" Zhu Tong held up Yin Yang again.
"With a Yin-Yang face, he comes from a rough background. He can't run as fast as a hunting dog, and he's not as ferocious as a mastiff. He's better at being nimble and sincere. He can see the world of Yin and Yang, but he follows the path of Yang. If he doesn't have a good owner and receives good training, he will be a short-lived ghost."
Qin Tongshan still had a high opinion of Yin and Yang, and whether he flattered or Yin and Yang shook his head and tail, the little liar felt comfortable.
"Haha, I didn't come here in vain, I didn't come in vain; I'll see you after the meeting. In fact, I came late today, and I didn't help you much, but I got such a treasure. I owe you a favor,
From now on, if you have anything to say, I will try my best to help you no matter whether I can help or not."
Zhu Tong looked at Qin Tongshan strangely, and couldn't understand why such a senior expert rushed to give him a favor. He didn't like this chicken, and the Butterfly God naturally resisted, and the little liar was also quite affected.
While talking, the three of them had already walked out of the woods. On the path outside, next to the station wagon that Qin Keqiang drove, there was a large Buick parked, with Lan Zhanjiang sitting in the driver's seat.
"We meet again. I wish you good luck, brother."
Lan Zhanjiang seemed to have seen everything just now, and pointed to the east seaside: "You were in danger just now, there was a gunman targeting you. Thanks to the senior for dealing with him."
Lan Zhanjiang threw out a long, bright black gun with an infrared band sight mounted on the gun.
Zhu Tong took it and went up to look at it.
"Brother Zhu, look over there." Lan Zhanjiang got out of the car and adjusted the angle for him.
Sure enough, a few hundred meters away, there was a black figure moving step by step on the beach. His right leg seemed to be injured, and every step was so difficult. The infrared sighting device could barely distinguish the appearance of the gunman, who had a standard face from the Western Regions.
"Thank you, Mr. Lan, thank you, senior." Only then did Zhu Tong believe it, and he also understood a little bit about the reason why Qin Keqiang changed positions; there must be a connection between them, but the little liar looked left and right and couldn't see it.
What happened?
"What are you looking for?" Lan Zhanjiang was not as silent as Qin Keqiang. He opened his sleeves to reveal a beautiful watch on his wrist and took it off. "We rely on this connection. Below is a vibrator. Tap the surface lightly, and the five
Within kilometers, messages can be exchanged with each other.”
As expected, it was relatively high-end. Zhu Tong had always been interested in gadgets like this, so of course he had to take a closer look after taking the watch.
"It's a gift for you." Seeing that he couldn't put it down, Lan Zhanjiang handed over a small book: "This is the password. If you learn it, it may be useful in an emergency."
Zhu Men has the ability to use secret spells, and although he can also deceive others, he always has to use his words; Huang Hai and Cheng Haijiang communicated with each other with the help of codes, which fascinated the little liar. Lan Zhanjiang sent this mysterious instrument that he had never touched before, and the little liar was obsessed with it.
I said thank you, and based on the idea that the lice won't itch anymore, I accepted it immediately.
I wish Tongzi has already shouldered the responsibility of being a guru, so it doesn’t matter if he has something else on his back. Everyone is just wandering around and looking for opportunities to repay this favor.