"He actually has such magical powers? It's really terrifying!"
Everyone's eyes widened, with incredible expressions on their faces.
Wuchen had always had a bad temper, and he was delighted when he heard about a battle. He wanted to fight with the world's masters to prove that his sword was still young. At this moment, he couldn't help but give up his desire to fight, and sighed loudly: "A true man should be like this!"
Thunderman Wen Tailai couldn't help but sigh: "Fang De Fei Ge sent a message two days ago, saying that the Nine Sect Admiral Ordo who has been bragging about killing me all day long has been rounding up this person with thousands of troops in Rongcheng more than half a month ago.
, but he pierced through the formation alone, captured Ordo alive, and escaped. When I first heard the news, I thought it was an exaggeration. I didn’t expect that he actually kidnapped Fukangan amidst the siege. It seems that he is capable
, a bit more powerful than the legend!"
Chen Jialuo also nodded and said: "Unexpectedly, this Fengzhou actually has an item, Lu Zhiyong. Taking the head of a general out of a million soldiers is like searching for a treasure. It must be an extraordinary hero."
"It's just that Fukangan was so unlucky that he was kidnapped one after another."
"Hahaha……"
The heroes of the Red Flower Club laughed loudly, and suddenly there was another sound of horse hoofbeats. It was the brothers Chang Bozhi and Chang Hezhi, the "Two Heroes of Western Sichuan" from the Red Flower Club.
After they came over and bowed their hands, they said: "That Fengzhou kidnapped Fukangan and went to the gate of the imperial city, nailed him directly to the seven or eighty-foot-high city wall, and then killed Deb and Ouchi, the chief guard of the imperial guards, in one breath
Eighteen masters smashed the city gate with one shot and fled away."
"What?"
The heroes of the Red Flower Club were astonished as if they were listening to the sounds of nature.
Robbing Fukangan is already a big deal.
He actually nailed him to the city wall!
Still nailed to the city wall seven or eight meters high!
This city wall was so slippery that it was difficult for a Qinggong expert to climb up, but he took one person, climbed seven or eight meters high in one breath, and nailed him to the top!
Killing the eighteen masters of Ouchi has revealed his unique magical skills.
He even broke the city gate and fled away.
That's a city gate!
Even the Fran cannon may not be able to penetrate the city gate!
Deep internal strength, peerless Qinggong, and superb martial arts!
What incredible magical powers does Feng Zhou have?
"Happy! So happy!"
Wuchen shook his head and sighed!
"A man's passion and passion cannot be greater!"
Wen Tailai clapped his hands and sighed.
"It's a pity that I couldn't stay for a long time at that time. Otherwise, if I stayed a little longer, I might be able to see Feng Zhou in his heroic state!"
Zhao Banshan couldn't help but sigh.
Other heroes of the Red Flower Club also echoed.
At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came: "But the leader of the Honghua Club, Mr. Chen, is here. Feng Zhou came to pay his respects!"
As soon as these words came out, the heroes of the Red Flower Club immediately shut their mouths, and in an instant, the noisy scene fell silent.
Chen Jialuo straightened his clothes, looked back at the heroes, and said loudly: "Since we are meeting Daxia Feng, I invite you!"
The hearts of the heroes of the Red Flower Society were all pounding. They knew that sealing boats and killing honest officials was a friend rather than an enemy. However, this person's reputation was too great to be taken lightly. No one dared to be careless, just for fear of an accident.
, and the entire army was annihilated.
In the silence, only the sound of hoofbeats was heard, and a man came on horseback. This man was muscular, holding a spear, with a bald head. There was a domineering look between his brows. He urged his horse forward. After seeing everyone,
After taking a quick glance, he saw Chen Jialuo and said with a smile: "Seeing that Fukang'an is 90% similar to you, then you are the leader of the Red Flower Club Chen?"
Chen Jialuo quickly raised his hands and replied: "I don't dare, it's Xiao Ke."
He looked at Taoist Wuchen again and said with a smile: "One-armed old Taoist with wild eyebrows, it looks like you are Taoist Wuchen."
If it were normal, Wuchen would definitely go up to fight without saying a word when he saw other martial arts masters, and fight first before talking about it. But now facing Feng Zhou, he didn't say a word, just nodded and said: "
It’s just a poor thing.”
Feng Zhou called out the names of the heroes of the Red Flower Club one by one, and finally saw a woman wearing a green feather yellow shirt, so he nodded and said: "The Cuiyu yellow shirt has also joined the Red Flower Club. In the battle of Blackwater Camp,
You mobilized troops and generals to besiege the Qing army when the internal situation was unstable. No matter how famous a general in ancient times, you could do this."
The green-feathered yellow shirt was naturally Huo Qingtong. She made a formal return to the tribe and said loudly: "Thank you for your praise, sir, but my people have died in the rolling yellow sand."
Feng Zhou nodded and said: "Struggle is not a treat. War has always been cruel! If you want to achieve a better life, you must pay a huge price."
The heroes of the Red Flower Club saw that he was very calm when talking to everyone, but he was full of appreciation when talking to Huo Qingtong. It was because of the battle of Blackwater Camp that she commanded back then, and they felt bad in their hearts.
It was obvious that the Feng Zhou in front of him seemed to look down upon the heroes of the Red Flower Club.
But this person was too famous and his martial arts skills were too high. Apart from not kidnapping Qianlong, he had done more things than the Red Flower Club put together. Countless corrupt officials had died in his hands, so although
There was some dissatisfaction with Feng Zhou's attitude in their hearts, but no one said anything. They all kept their voices low and remained silent.
Chen Jialuo held his hands again and said:
"I wonder what kind of advice Master Feng has here."
Feng Zhou said: "I heard that the Honghua Society has been hiding in Huizheng, and I thought you were scared out of your wits. I didn't expect that you would dare to come and destroy the world's leaders' conference, which is rare."
As he spoke, he took out a pamphlet from his arms and threw it into Chen Jialuo's hand: "General Chen is famous all over the world, and the disciples of the Red Flower Society are all over the world. How about I ask you to do me a favor?"
Chen Jialuo took the booklet and saw the words "Martial Arts Scripture" written on it. He thought it was a martial arts secret book, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"I want to kill all the Manchus in the world, but I have limited manpower. I want you to help spread the word. If someone can kill a high-ranking Manchu official, I will tailor a set of martial arts for him."
"Heaven and Earth Society, Red Flower Society, White Lotus Sect, Tianli Sect, and people of all ethnic groups, please ask the Red Flower Society to spread throughout the world. No matter who it is, as long as they kill a Manchu official, I will teach them peerless martial arts. I don't know what Mr. Chen wants to do."
how?"
Feng Zhou smiled.
Chen Jialuo held the pamphlet in his hand. He was curious, but it was not convenient to watch it at this time. He just said: "It is our duty in the Red Flower Club to promote Feng Daxia's killing of Man Chuanwu. We will vigorously publicize it for Feng Daxia. It's just that
How many people will be tempted by this, but I can't guarantee it, brother."
Feng Zhou laughed and said: "It's easy to talk about this. Wait for me to kill him for a while, and I guarantee that more and more people will be tempted!"
Chen Jialuo smiled and said: "Feng Daxia is now so powerful that even if you don't kill people, who doesn't know how powerful you are?"
Feng Zhou nodded, turned his horse, and was about to leave.
Chen Jialuo said hurriedly: "Feng Daxia, are you leaving now?"
But Feng Zhou didn't want to waste time with these middle schoolers. He sat down, his horse was flying, and his voice came from far away, "Boss Chief Chen, I think your Honghua Club is good at everything, but this braid on your head is extremely unpleasant."
It’s pleasing to the eye, you might as well cut it when you have time!”
Chen Jialuo wanted to chat with Feng Zhou for a few words, but Feng Zhou ignored him at all and walked away as quickly as possible.
At this time, the red sun was rising high and the sky was bright. Chen Jialuo looked at the brothers and saw that the braids on everyone's head were dark and shiny, but for some reason, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
The heroes of the Red Flower Club remained silent.