Chen Fan's figure and fist were like a cannon blasted out.
The dust raised outward suddenly sunk inward, and two figures rushed back into the collapsed shop.
Many years ago, among Fang La's brothers, Fang Qifu was the most astounding in both civil and martial arts. He was both knowledgeable and skilled in martial arts. He could master eighteen kinds of martial arts immediately. Outsiders called him "Yunlong Jiuxian".
, one is that his methods are changeable and unpredictable, and the other is that Fang Qifu has the best understanding of the essence of Dragon-shaped Fist among many martial arts.
Most martial arts in the world are inspired by the power of animals and objects in the world, but there is no dragon in the world. Dragon-shaped boxing is a boxing technique derived from visual totems. When punching, the footsteps match the body shape and spine, and the force is exerted by leaping.
The boxing skills are grand, long and coherent, and he is also good at grappling, body skills, leg skills and other skills.
Chen Fan came for revenge, intending to confront the enemy in dragon form.
The moment Lin Zongwu caught the green brick, his figure had disappeared from the spot. His steps ran for several feet, and his figure sank and rose like a blue dragon. When he punched, his strength had reached its peak.
Lin Zongwu threw the brick and fought hard with both hands, but was punched backward.
But at a close distance, Chen Fan felt as if he had been plunged into a thick paste.
Ripples appeared in the smoke and dust, shaking in all directions.
Chen Fan didn't care. The cannon hammers in his hands spread out like rain, and countless heavy punches rushed to hit him.
Lin Zongwu retreated with his feet, knocked away the bricks and stones, and used his fists to block and block. At a certain moment, his hands suddenly shot out, smashing open Chen Fan's fist frame, and like the mouth of a galloping beast, it suddenly strangled Chen Fan's hand.
The dust agitated and filled the air, and Lin Zongwu's hands roared like sharp claws stirring up the sky clouds.
Grappling hand, dragon shape.
This was the "Yunlong Exploring Claw" that Fang Qifu was most good at back then. Now when Lin Zongwu used it, it was particularly ferocious and violent. When the claws opened and closed, they were like a bloodthirsty dragon's mouth. If it were an ordinary warrior,
, as soon as the claws are closed, the arm will be directly torn into pieces.
But Chen Fan was so powerful. At this moment, his arm suddenly sank, and the muscles in his hand were like a giant python, dismantling in the shape of a dragon, and buckling back. In the blink of an eye, the grappling and counter-grabbing of both sides spread out, and in the dust, like
Thousands of giant dragons flew and bitten, spinning and stretching as the two people walked. Chen Fan's sleeves and Lin Zongwu's cassock sleeves first exploded into thousands of butterflies, and were then wrapped up in the torrent of air.
Go in, roar and fly.
"Fang Qi Buddha has spirit in heaven..."
The collapse of the surrounding shops continued. Tiles, beams, wooden frames, tables and chairs continued to slide downwards as the floor collapsed. The fight between the two was like a huge millstone, and objects that fell into it were either knocked away or crushed.
Crush. During this fierce tossing and turning, Lin Zongwu's voice rang out. Almost at the same moment, Chen Fan closed the distance with the opponent, and his arms suddenly changed from grappling to Tai Chi's hammering technique, slashing from top to bottom.
fall.
Bang——
Lin Zongwu's huge body sank, his left hand was raised and his right arm was pressed down, his hands were dancing like a Tai Chi circle, and the surrounding ground cracked in the dust.
"...I know you are better than your master..."
Making a sound with this huge effort seemed to bring some suffocation to Lin Zongwu's voice. Chen Fan shouted loudly and struck with the most powerful hammer technique in his hand. Lin Zongwu stepped back, every step was like a stake.
Usually smashed into stone slabs.
Chen Fan has been born with supernatural power since he was a boy. This may be the first time in many years that Lin Zongwu showed weakness in a strength competition. He stepped back three steps with a boom, and the fist frame of his upper body was smashed open. Chen Fan's
The fist came with all its strength, and the dragon shape under his feet combined with the heavy punch on his hand caused ripples to appear on Lin Zongwu's cassock and suddenly dented.
The moment his fist hit hard, Lin Zongwu's joyful face showed his white teeth in the dust. His right fist was like a huge cannon soaring into the sky, hitting Chen Fan's body at the same moment.
boom--
Chen Fan flew out upside down, smashed his body against the wall behind him, and rolled on the ground. He then used his hands to get up from his knees, spit out a mouthful of blood, and stood up.
The huge body in the dust shook for a while, and seemed to retreat. He slowly stretched his arms and walked towards this side.
The slow and heavy voice in his mouth spread through the dust.
"...I must be as happy as I am."
In the dust, I saw that Lin Zongwu's face was also stained with blood, and the blood between the two rows of teeth exposed due to his ferocious smile was bright red.
Chen Fan smiled.
"Sikong Nanquan is knowledgeable. I know that you have not made any progress over the years, so you are probably as angry as me."
"Haha...hahahaha..."
Lin Zongwu seemed to be stunned by this rhyming response, and then laughed again. At this time, outside the smoke-filled shop, the fighting on the battlefield was already fierce again. Lin Zongwu touched the blood at the corner of his mouth
, seems happy.
"Yes." He said, "I have been wandering around in circles all these years, chasing fame and fortune, but I have gained nothing from major events in the world. It is no wonder that you and other juniors say such things. But Chen Fan, to martial arts
…”
The huge demon god pushed aside the broken earth wall, passed through the shaking smoke, fixed his bloody eyes on the general in his prime, and came slowly.
"As for martial arts... Even if Zhou Tong is resurrected today, and Fang Qifu and Liu Dabiao are here in person, I will no longer be weaker than anyone else."
The fighting outside was fierce. He walked to the arms in front of Chen Fan and stopped to state the facts. Lin Zongwu was huge, now half a head taller than Chen Fan, who was strong and strong. The two of them were standing in the dust.
Confrontation. Some peace.
Chen Fan also looked at him.
"Monk, Chen Fan has practiced martial arts all his life and has never cared about martial arts. Do you know why?" He smiled, "The people you mentioned are remembered not because of whether their martial arts are the best in the world, but because they are the best in the world.
It depends on what they have done in this life. Chen Fan acted in this life, revenge was revenge, and war was war. He never stopped doing things just because his martial arts skills were the best in the world. Monk, if you are only the best in martial arts in this life, what will you do with it?
You are the best in the world at eating shit, so what’s the difference?”
Lin Zongwu's eyes were slightly stunned.
During the confrontation between the two figures, Chen Fan opened his arms.
"Come on... No. 1 in the world."
There was silence for a moment.
…
"……good."
****
The boiling fighting was noisy in the center of the city, sweeping everything near the old Wu Yamen.
Looking forward from the roof of the street on the south side, the black flag rushing forward has long been submerged in this chaos. Explosions are rising and blood is blooming. Occasionally, when the masters charge on the roof, they will set off a staggering scene of attack.
Many figures suddenly burst into flames while running, and blood rolled down.
Holding a telescope, Zuo Xiuquan looked at all this staggering thing on the roof. When the Jurchens were raging, he once followed the army and saw the vast battle formations and the defeat of thousands of people, but he
He had never seen such a fierce and audacious scene of fighting in the city. Not only the Chinese army team fighting forward, but also the will shown by the four kings of the Fair Party and the masters under the Great Light Sect at this moment also surprised him.
On one side of his field of vision, he saw the signal sent by the members of the Beiwei Army. After learning that Yin Ping and others succeeded in assassinating the "Founding General" Luo Yan, the old man put aside a worry and then spoke to the woman beside him.
"It is said that the Fair Party is a rabble, and the Green Forest people are not useful for a long time in the battle. I did not expect that they would show such courage today. Miss Seven, now all the squads of the Chinese Army are overwhelmed by the enemy and are in a critical situation. This will not...
What happened?"
The girl, who had scars on her face but could still see her beauty, put down the telescope and thought for a moment.
"Mr. Zuo, in the late period of the Southwest War, it was a mess. Do you know how long each team of the Chinese Army had to fight the enemy in each battle?"
"Um?"
"Hundreds of people stay on the top of the mountain, surrounded by thousands of people from the other side, and fight for half a day to a day. This is called a critical situation." Xiao Qi raised his telescope with a vague smile, "What we are here today is just a group of green forests.
The master felt that he was outnumbered and refused to accept his fate without resorting to bullying. To put it bluntly, they surrounded him without realizing how many people died around him, so I felt that I had the advantage and my blood was boiling. It was not us who were responsible for the attack today, but
According to the original plan, half a stick of incense was nailed on the battlefield, and within one stick of incense at most, the enemy would collapse."
Her words were calm, and her detailed statement sounded more like a verdict. It was the first time Zuo Xiuquan saw the behavior of women from the Chinese Army on the battlefield. He was stunned at this moment, but then he remembered and followed him there.
Zuo Wenhuai and others from Fujian didn't feel the same way. Even though they looked weak on the surface, they were actually calm and meticulous in their work, yet cold and decisive, so calm that they were almost cold.
If Mr. Nanning's cheerful face was torn off when he was receiving guests, the face underneath would probably look like this, right?
"But what about Leader Lin?"
Zuo Xiuquan raised the telescope and looked at it for a while, and sighed: "You were hiding it earlier, but I was still in the dark. You didn't expect that Chen Shuai was coming in person. But even if Chen Shuai is brave, he will not put his general in danger."
Qiang, what kind of identity is he? He killed a hero with excellent silver skills. Why should he end up fighting with such a reckless man? Moreover, this Lin Zongwu has been known as the best in the world in martial arts for many years. What he is good at is the bravery of ordinary men. Are you really sure?
, what’s the point of letting Chen Shuai take him down?”
When the old man said this, his words were solemn, and he was quite nervous about the arrangement of the Chinese army. He had studied writing all his life, and had spent a lot of time with Zuo Duanyou. Occasionally, he got to know who was good at martial arts, and sighed.
A few words of "this is inhumane" are just treated as entertainment like watching a drama, just like Qin Siyuan's contempt for Lin Zongwu and neglect of Zhou Tong. Lin Zongwu has practiced martial arts all his life and is known as the best in the world. Even if it is true,
In their eyes, he is not even as good as Chen Fan's little finger, so why should he end up there?
When he said this, Xiao Qi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and felt a little embarrassed.
"...Chen Shuai suddenly came here and wanted to do something. We also tried to persuade him. Uncle Qian couldn't persuade him. What can we do? My brother-in-law didn't come..."
"I didn't expect that He Wen actually told the truth in this matter..."
"There is not a word of truth in He Wen's mouth. He is different from before."
Speaking of He Wen, Xiao Qi shook her head. Back then, in the southwest, He Wen was a Confucian knight who was both civilized and martial. His eloquence was not limited to martial arts, and his elegant demeanor was extremely attractive. If not for this, he would not have won the favor of Lin Jingmei.
, including Ning Yi's later retention, because he appreciated his talents and temperament. However, when he came to Jiangning this time, He Wen's exposed style had indeed changed a lot. He was full of nonsense and jokes, which was not very impressive.
good.
The old man also shook his head.
"When the fake is true, the truth is also false... When the Fair Party starts an uprising, all the people gathered are reckless people. If he is not like this, everyone is not afraid of him." There is some agreement with King Fair's current behavior.
While the two were talking, they could see two great masters fighting in the distance from the room to the nearby yard. Along the way, the wall collapsed, the vegetation was broken, and a big tree collapsed under the collision between the two.
The fallen leaves rolled up all over the sky in the midday sunshine of late autumn.
The old man held his breath for a while, and then sighed: "I didn't expect that Chen Shuai's martial arts skills are so high that he can actually compete with Master Lin."
In fact, he didn't understand what "fighting" meant. Anyway, the two of them were fighting back and forth, so it was obvious that they were evenly matched.
Xiao Qi also saw the same result and said: "Chen Shuai inherited the mantle of the Yongle Fang family, and the leader Lin's side was originally the two lineages of Manichaeism. Back then, the leader Lin forced Fang Qifo to death, and Fang Qifo
Baihua, Chen Shuai killed his senior sister Si Kongnan. If the Chinese army had not participated this time, it would have been a grudge within the Manichean sect. According to the brother-in-law, the martial arts of both of them are indeed among the best in the world.
This kind of fight is not something you can see every day. Of course, today is different. With us here, I think if we continue to struggle for a while, Leader Lin may be shot to death with a musket."
The fighting in the field of vision was chaotic and fierce. Most members of the Chinese Army were entangled by the surging enemies. Lin Zongwu and Chen Fan moved quickly during the fight. No one had found an opportunity to fire the black gun on Leader Lin. The two
After rushing through the courtyard, they broke into a nearby house. As laymen who could only watch the excitement, the two people watching here couldn't tell more about the reason.
Speaking of Ning Yi, Zuo Xiuquan said: "It is widely rumored that Mr. Ning is highly skilled in martial arts and is a great master. At first in the southwest, we just thought it was a joke and didn't bother to ask more about it. But now that I think about it, I heard that Mr. Ning and Chen Shuai are the same.
The friends we formed during the siege of Yongle in Hangzhou...could it be that Mr. Ning really has a special skill?"
Xiao Qi nodded: "Brother-in-law and several sisters-in-law in the family who are good at martial arts may not be able to defeat Chen Shuai alone."
"Yes." Zuo Xiuquan nodded and understood, "Last year in the southwest, I did hear Mr. Ning comment on the martial arts of several people during the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament. Although I didn't understand it very well, in retrospect, they were indeed great masters.
Qiang, whose status is respected, cannot come here, but when he first met Qin Xiang, he was indeed famous in the world... In addition, Mrs. Liu was nominally the commander-in-chief of the 29th Miao Army...
…”
He reasoned to this point and gained a better understanding of Mr. Nannan Ning. Also, before the regicide in the Golden Palace, the other party had quelled Yongle's troubles, helped the Prime Minister of Qin to suppress the green forests and grasslands, and had the merits of clearing Liangshan. All these were originally
It is a reflection of his status in the world. It’s just that after the regicide, these small names in the green forest are no longer suitable for publicity. As the strongest force controlling public opinion, it is also why the statements about Mr. Ning’s force over the years have been so vague. Some people say that there is really someone
Telling lies and not being able to distinguish clearly.
But if this were not the case, how could he suppress Mrs. Liu, whose courage surpassed that of Chen Fan? Her inner demons would inevitably make her husband weak.
As an old Confucian scholar, I feel endless joy in chewing these things that are similar to the private affairs of emperors, but it is not suitable to mention these things around a little girl. Zuo Xiuquan nodded, thinking in his heart, the little girl beside him
Qi thought carefully at this time, stretched out his fingers and scratched his head, slightly feeling that something was wrong, but in the end he did not say any more words.
In the past, at home, although Sister-in-law Xigua always claimed to be the dominant one in the family, her brother-in-law and others treated her more like doting and giving in. If it comes to martial arts, maybe... her brother-in-law is really more powerful... right?
?
When the two of them said this, they each closed their mouths with thoughts that they could not express. Zuo Xiuquan took out his critical research spirit and analyzed it carefully. He felt that Ning Yi's past was very interesting and planned to return to Fujian to meet with Zuo Wenhuai and other juniors.
Let’s chat for a while; Xiaoqi doesn’t know much about her brother-in-law’s martial arts skills, but she must hold up the show outside and always says that he is the best in the world. She believes this while waiting.
The point on the battlefield where the enemy's morale is depleted arrives.
Once the enemy's morale collapses, the snipers on the battlefield will be able to spare their time to kill Lin Zongwu who is fighting Chen Fan. At that time, as long as there is a slight chance, this so-called number one in the world will become a
Spread the meat.
It was at this time that something unexpected happened again.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-"
Lin Zongwu's roar resounded over the battlefield. Different from the majestic and majestic roar of his initial roar and the ferocity and heroism of the subsequent fight, the cry that appeared at this moment seemed to contain endless sorrow, and this sorrow contained blood.
murderous intent.
The battlefield is in chaos.
"What happened……"
…
Turn back time for a moment.
Lin Zongwu had a clear mind, and after a perfect "Amitabha", he started a head-on fight with Chen Fan.
The morale of the warriors on the battlefield was greatly boosted. Peng Tiangang, the swordsman of Abi Yuantu, commanded his men to launch the largest charge, trying to cooperate with Lin Zongwu to destroy dozens of Chinese troops in front before the tyrant forces rushed over from the east.
soldier.
Wang Nanda also accepted his senior brother's belief. After the slogan "Maitreya came to the world and illuminated the world," the masters promoted by him in the Great Light Sect launched the most intense attacks in recent years.
Just as Xiao Qi and Zuo Xiuquan said when they were talking from a distance, no matter how these Green Forest people are criticized as a mob, in the initial period of time when there are many people, people will always make a brave attempt.
The battle between Lin Zongwu and Chen Fan broke out of the shop, rushed across the yard, and rushed into a nearby mansion. Chen Fan was born with supernatural power and was in his prime. However, Lin Zongwu's fist power was wave after wave, and the force was huge.
Driven by internal force, even Chen Fan showed a slight decline.
On one side of the battlefield, Ning Ji, holding a musket, was running around in the ruins in embarrassment, with blood oozing from many places on his body. After Lin Zongwu rushed out, he tried to aim there twice.
But he failed to find an opportunity. On the other hand, Wang Nanda held a big sword and chased him from the rear, almost driving him to the edge several times.
As the famous "Crazy Tiger", Wang Nanda's martial arts skills were once close to the first echelon in the martial arts world when he was in his prime. In the battle to hunt down Fang Qifu, he was in his early twenties, with peak physical strength but still lack of experience.
Chen Fan is able to compete with each other in boxing skills, and can even vaguely knock down his opponent.
However, the unreasonable disaster faced by Lin Chong in Wozhou City almost killed him.
Facing the fatal spear thrust by the master named Lin Chong, Lin Zongwu stepped in front and saved his life, but the spear also destroyed one of his hands. Since then, even though he
Without practicing diligently, his martial arts skills could only reach the edge of the second echelon at best. From then on, he changed his strategy and supported the empty frame of the Southern Great Light Sect for his frustrated senior brother. Due to his humble attitude, he actually
He has gained the respect of many Green Forest people, and until Xu Zhaonan's rise, he has found a way forward for the Great Light Sect in the future.
But at this moment, the all-out fighting could not catch a little brat of the Chinese army. The fact that the force was declining still made him feel depressed.
In any case, once a fight with the Chinese army begins, these snipers armed with muskets must be entangled or killed as soon as possible. This is still the conclusion he came to after investigating driven by a long-term sense of crisis, so he chased and killed them all the way.
In any case, I don't intend to let the gunman of the Chinese Army find an opportunity to target my senior brother.
In the late autumn sunshine, Ning Ji was in a mess, with dust and blood blooming on his tattered clothes. Even though the mad tiger on the other side tried hard to tie up his long hair, he could not hide the uneven black and white hair color on his head. He was being chased.
He brandished his sword and roared, and his voice was slightly hoarse at the end. After being seriously injured, his body was already going downhill.
The steel knife in his hand can still chop wood and stone, and ordinary people will still be easily chopped into pieces in front of his burly body and hair-spreading anger. But for Ning Ji, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, such a pursuit,
He can no longer feel too much urgency between life and death.
But of course, being chased by a master would still bother him, and his skills were not high enough to kill the opponent easily and then take care of Lin Zongwu...
The little monk Ping An also turned around on the chaotic battlefield.
He ran all the way back, and the fighting had reached a fever pitch. On the battlefield, neither the Great Light Cult, the Chinese Army, nor the soldiers of Abi Yuantu had any intention of treating him as a companion, so he carefully avoided the enemies everywhere.
The battle circle was approaching with difficulty in the direction of Master and "Big Brother".
The fight between Master and the great master of the Chinese Army has begun. He thought about mediating and asking Master to give up the fight, but he didn't know where to start. Even on the battlefield where two great masters were fighting, it would be difficult for him to break through.
Go in.
Dodging and sneaking all the way, and occasionally cutting down members of the Fair Party who were alone when he met him, he trudged closer to the direction he came from, preparing to find "big brother" and let him serve as the middleman to talk to the Chinese army.
In other words, I will try to figure out how to let Master see me.
At some point, he climbed onto the eaves of a nearby roof.
Not far away from the field of vision, "Big Brother" was carrying a long musket and rolling down among the ruins. When he stood up, he stepped on a wooden stick under his feet. His body jolted and slid forward. Behind him,
The burly giant wielded a steel knife and struck down.
Ping An opened his mouth.
In the field of vision, the musket carried by "Big Brother" on his shoulder was sliding past the giant man's face.
Bang——
The giant man's body suddenly shook as he rushed forward. His head tilted back, pulling his whole body to stay in the air for a breath, and red and white objects exploded into the sky behind him.
"Crazy Tiger" Wang Nanda disappeared from this world from this moment.
It won't show up again.
…
Ning Ji scooped up the dust on the ground with his musket in his arms. He rolled twice on the ground covered with various stones and stood up. The master who was chasing him fell behind him and also rolled twice. His skull was hit by bullets.
opened.
A chance to breathe has come.
He ran forward and began to load his musket. At this moment, someone not far away in his field of vision was looking at him.
He looked over and saw that it was his younger brother Wukong, who was crouching down and running towards this side.
Ning Ji was so happy that he didn't think too much. Before he finished reloading, he pointed in the direction of Lin Zongwu ahead: "You came just in time, let's..."
The distance is getting closer.
"Whoaaah——"
The young monk shouted out, his voice sobbing fiercely.