The Emei thorn is about 30 centimeters long, and its shape is a cone-shaped body with a thick middle and thin ends. The head end is slightly flat, diamond-shaped and pointed, with a ring in the middle.
At this moment, Fu Cong put the ring on his middle finger, holding one in each hand, and moved it with his wrist and fingers to make it rotate.
As Fu Cong stepped forward, he used the strength of his wrist and the movement of his fingers to quickly rotate the Emei thorn in his hand. Every time he rotated, the Emei thorn whirred like two sharp fan blades!
"Zhang Jiuding, right? I looked down upon you before, but now I respect you! You are the seventh person to make me reveal my weapons!"
"The seventh one? It looks like I'm quite honored!" Zhang Jiuding smiled slightly, straightened his body, and showed a smile that could definitely be considered happy to Fu Cong.
"Same as the previous six, I will give you a chance to leave a last message. What do you want to say?" Fu Cong held the Emei thorn and looked straight at Zhang Jiuding opposite him and said.
Zhang Jiuding stroked his beard with his hands as usual, then took out the Guandao on his back and placed it across his chest, "What are your last words? There is one sentence----"
"speak!"
"I'll beat you up!"
"Old guy, you're looking for death!"
Fu Cong held the Emei thorn in his hand and shook it violently. Along with the strong wind and drizzle outside the window, it rotated like a wind blade, sucking in all the drizzle that came in from the window, and rushed towards Zhang Jiuding!
Zhang Jiuding felt the strong wind blowing!
The drizzle turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards his face! It made his eyes sting.
But Zhang Jiuding did not retreat but advanced, roared loudly, and stepped forward!
A "bang" sound!
Two Emei thorns hit together, making a harsh sound! It was like two electric beams shooting at Zhang Jiuding!
The surrounding air was instantly squeezed into two arcs!
As fast as lightning!
Zhang Jiuding's movements never stopped, because he knew that a real master would not hesitate to fight!
The body is swaying and the figures are intertwined!
Emei stabbed a string of sparks on Guandao!
Originally, Fu Cong wanted to rely on the cunning Emei thorns to wrap around the heavy Guandao blade in order to make Zhang Jiuding get rid of the weapon. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiuding had been immersed in Guandao for many years. He wielded the Guandao with ease and relied on his clumsy skills.
, block all his killing moves!
Although Fu Cong was a little surprised, he didn't panic, and stabbed Zhang Jiuding's face with the Emei thorn!
Zhang Jiuding lowered his head to avoid it, but another Emei thorn took the opportunity to sweep across his chest! A bloody mouth suddenly appeared, and the flesh and blood turned up!
Zhang Jiuding was seriously injured in the chest, but after all, he was older and had a lot of combat experience. When he was injured, he hit him with his sword! At the same time, he kicked Fu Cong from below and hit him in the knee!
Fu Cong felt pain in his knees and hurriedly took a few steps back. Emei stabbed his body to protect his body. He stretched out his hand to rub the painful knees and said with a ferocious look: "Old guy, two hits!"
Zhang Jiuding closed his sword and stood there, pushing his long beard with his hand: "Not just two, but eight or nine, can you get it?"
Yan Xiong originally stood on the street and watched the fight between the two parties as if he were watching a play, with an indifferent expression on his face, but at this time, he could not help but put his hand on the handle of the gun.
Jianghu matter, Jianghu matter!
Generally you can’t use guns!
Although Yan Xiong is quite a treacherous person, he still abides by such an unruly rule!
Especially his identity is still a policeman!
But now, he can't help it anymore!
"Fu Cong, I'll give you the last three minutes!" Yan Xiong urged impatiently.
"Got it!" Fu Cong roared, knowing that if he delayed it any longer, he would only be laughed at!
Now he has to try his best!
To be precise, it’s a gamble!
Just bet that Zhang Jiuding is old and lacks physical strength!
Boxing is afraid of young people!
When you get old, what if you can eat five bowls of rice in one meal?
…
Fu Cong held the Emei thorn in both hands and rolled towards Zhang Jiuding like a violent storm!
Zhang Jiuding could handle it at first, but as Fu Cong's attacks became more and more frenzied, his strength was almost exhausted, and the Guan Dao in his hand began to weigh as much as a thousand pounds!
"puff!"
Fu Cong's Emei thorn stabbed Zhang Jiuding in the left rib!
A blood hole appeared in the left rib, and the blood was gurgling!
Zhang Jiuding was in pain, his body swayed, and he closed the knife and stood still: "I, Zhang Jiuding!"
Fu Cong smiled evilly and continued to sweep up like a storm!
soon!
"puff!"
Zhang Jiuding was stabbed again in the right rib!
His body swayed again, and he tried to support himself with his Guandao on the ground. He showed a sarcastic smile on his pale face towards Fu Cong, gritted his teeth and said: "I, Zhang Jiuding!"
Still this sentence!
Completely angered Fu Cong!
Fu Cong held the Emei Thorn like a rotating blade and rolled it towards Zhang Jiuding for the last time!
Looking at the blade light getting closer and closer, Zhang Jiuding's eyes suddenly flashed back to a scene from his childhood.
When I was a boy, I ran barefoot on the muddy roads in my hometown. Scenes of me practicing martial arts, working, and having fun appeared in front of my eyes one by one.
"A Ding! Why do you want to learn kung fu?" the master asked him with a smile under the jujube tree.
"To fight injustice!"
"What else?"
"For the sake of loyalty!"
"What else?"
"To...make money! I heard that if you learn kung fu, you can defeat many people and you can make money!"
The master smiled, picked red dates from the tree and stuffed them into his hands, "It's actually very simple. You only learn kung fu to have enough food!"
Full of food?
Zhang Jiuding, who was still called "A Ding" at that time, didn't understand.
But when he grew up, he understood that the most difficult thing for this person to do in the world is to "eat enough to eat"!
In order to have enough to eat, he came from the countryside of mainland China to the colorful world of Hong Kong!
In order to have enough food, he opened a martial arts gym to recruit disciples, and finally established Hongyihai!
In order to eat enough, his sword was stained with a lot of blood!
In order to have enough food, he succumbed to the scheme of Shi Zhijian, a young man, and gave up Hong Yihai, turning it into the current Hongxing Society!
But now----
Zhang Jiuding suddenly felt that "having enough food" was actually not that important, because he had already had enough food for more than thirty years!
He is tired, sleepy and wants to sleep!
So, he laughed!
This kind of smile looks harmless to humans and animals, but in this situation, this kind of smile is simply scarier than the knife in his hand, which makes Yan Xiong, who is watching the battle next to him, feel horrified.
This guy is crazy.
Although Fu Cong has the upper hand, the two of them are fighting for life and death at this moment. Who can tell clearly about life and death?
If something happens to Fu Cong, Yan Xiong is afraid that he will actually go into battle and draw his gun to kill him.
Only then did Yan Xiong realize that he thought he was in control of everything and that everything was under his plan, but there were still some accidents that caught him off guard!
Fu Cong was immersed in the murderous intention and did not notice Zhang Jiuding's weird smile at all, so when his Emei thorn was about to penetrate Zhang Jiuding's chest, he realized that the other party was not avoiding it.
Fu Cong is so inspiring!
When the Emei thorn pierced Zhang Jiuding's chest, he hurriedly retreated!
It's a pity it's too late!
Zhang Jiuding's Guandao hit his left shoulder directly!
The moment the blade penetrated his flesh, Fu Cong roared with severe pain. He dragged the sword with his left shoulder and staggered into the wall behind him before he stopped!
Looking at the Emei thorn stuck in Zhang Jiuding's chest, he used up his last bit of strength, turned around and smiled at Da DaXiong, who was lying on the ground, and said: "Xiong, I'll go first!"
After saying that, he turned around and glanced at Fu Cong, Yan Xiong and others, and spurted out a mouthful of blood: "I, Zhang... Jiuding!"
The body fell straight backwards!
There was a loud bang, and the dust flew up!
Silence!
Eerily silent!
Yan Xiong and others stared intently at Zhang Jiuding, who was lying on the ground!
The dozen swordsmen showed incredible respect in their eyes!
The deafening words seemed to still be echoing in everyone's ears: "I, Zhang Jiuding!"
…
"Old guy! How dare you cheat on me!" Fu Cong was furious! He reached out, pulled out the knife and chopped it on his shoulder, then threw it to the ground!
The knife that Zhang Jiuding struck him seemed very fierce, but in fact Zhang Jiuding had exhausted all his strength at that time! So the chop only injured the flesh and bones of Fu Cong's left shoulder, but failed to cut off his left arm!
An angry Fu Cong stepped forward and wanted to touch Zhang Jiuding a few more times, but found that someone was holding his ankle tightly. When he lowered his head, he saw Daohao Xiong crawling over on the ground!
Daeshengxiong grabbed Fu Cong's ankle tightly, raised his head and said: "You have already won, so why do you do this? If you want to do it, kill me first!"
"Kill you? I will take your life now!" Fu Cong, who was furious, no longer looked like a master before, and raised his hand to kill Daoxiong with the Emei thorn!
"Fu Cong, that's enough!"
Yan Xiong said from the side, "He is already dying, what are you wasting your energy on?"
After saying that, Yan Xiong turned around and ordered Douji Qiang and others: "Set a fire and burn this place down!"
Yan Xiong no longer looked behind him and walked away with his hands behind his back!
The fighting cock said forcefully: "Set fire!"
Seeing this, Fu Cong said nothing more, kicked Dao Daoxiong to the ground, pulled out the Emei thorn and inserted it into Zhang Jiuding's chest, wiped it on Zhang Jiuding's clothes, then stopped and left!
Several swordsmen brought gasoline and poured it around the boxing gym for a week!
Daesang Xiong was unaware of his surroundings. He picked up Zhang Jiuding who was lying on the ground and looked at the dead man: "Master, Xiongzi will accompany you soon! Xiongzi knows that you like to eat fine rice cakes. Here we are.
Next, I will buy Xirong and serve you, old man, okay?"
After a knifeman poured gasoline on it, he took out a match from his pocket, struck it, and threw it away!
The gasoline was burning, and the fire was raging in an instant!
Seeing that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, the swordsman hurriedly ran away!
Crackling!
The surrounding area was burning wildly and smoke began to fill the air!
"Master, I still remember when you taught me Kung Fu, you told me that if you learn Kung Fu well, you can have enough to eat. Now I understand what you mean! In the past, I was a little impulsive and had a bad temper, but you tolerated me and said nothing to me.
I have personality, just like you!" Daeshengxiong said, his throat was dry and he choked!
He felt something dripping from his eyes, so he wiped them away, and they were filled with tears!
Daeshengxiong tried his best to squeeze out a smile on his face and said: "I'm sorry, Master, I didn't listen to you! You always said that a good man will bleed and not shed tears, but I couldn't hold it back! Uh, why are there so many tears? Why so many
?I don’t want to cry, Master, you know I really don’t want to cry! Wow!”
The loud and heroic voice burst into tears! Holding Zhang Jiuding in his arms and crying loudly!
The fire crackled!
The martial arts school plaque fell down, hit the ground, and was quickly ignited by fire!
The wooden weapon rack also burned, and it couldn't bear the weight and fell to the ground with a ping pong!
At this time, a man came in from outside with his mouth covered, and many people started to put out the fire that had just started!
The man covering his nose quickly discovered Daeshun!
"Daisi Xiong, you guys are not dead yet?" The man loosened his mouth, revealing a face blackened by smoke, and a beard that was mostly burnt by the fire. Who else could it be if he wasn't Xiong Xiong?!
Daesangxiong looked at Beard Yong who came to save him, thinking that he was dreaming, and looked at Beard Yong with tears in his eyes.
Beard Yong: "You don't have to be so moved, right? You cried so hard! I came back because I was afraid that you wouldn't have breakfast. I originally wanted to buy breakfast for you, but unexpectedly -----"
"My master is dead!" Daoxiong said.
"Huh?" Hu Hu Yong was startled, and then he realized that Dao Daoxiong was holding someone in his arms.
"My master Zhang Jiuding is dead!" Daeshengxiong said with tears, "He died to save me!"
Beard Yong opened his lips, not knowing how to comfort the other person.
"It was Yan Xiong and Fu Cong who killed him! I want to avenge him!" Dao Daoxiong wiped his tears and said twitchingly. "But I can't do it now! What should I do? Can anyone help me?"
Seeing Daesheng Xiong hugging Zhang Jiuding like a child and talking about the whole story, with such a helpless expression, Hu Xiong couldn't help but feel sour in his heart and said: "Don't worry, someone can help you!"
"Can anyone help me? Brother Luo can't come back in England, and Mr. Shi is gone!"
Before Dai Xiong could finish his words, he heard a voice saying: "I'm sorry, am I missing?"
Following the voice, a white figure was seen walking slowly through the sea of fire!
For a moment, Daeshengxiong wondered if he was dreaming!
He rubbed his tearful eyes with his hand and saw clearly, that person was not the boss Shi Zhijian, who else could it be?
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Shi Zhijian walked through the sea of fire and faced the billowing smoke to Da Daxiong's side.
"Sorry, I'm late!" Shi Zhijian's eyes touched the dead Zhang Jiuding in Dao Daoxiong's arms, and he felt a trace of sadness in his heart.
He knelt down, smoothed Zhang Jiuding's angry eyes with his hands, took off the cigarette he was holding, and placed it flat in front of Zhang Jiuding's head, "Master Ding, I'm sorry, I came late and couldn't see you for the last time!
There is nothing I can do for you now, I can only buy you a cigarette! Have a nice trip!"
After saying this, Shi Zhijian took out another cigarette from his arms and lit it in his mouth, then took it out and stuffed it into Dao Daoxiong's mouth, "Thank you for your hard work! Ah Xiong!"
Da Daoxiong held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Shi Zhijian, and burst into tears.
Beard Yong looked on and couldn't bear it, and said: "Axiong, I also met Mr. Shi at the door. He is not dead, as you can see! So your great revenge will definitely be avenged!"
Daeshengxiong was holding a cigarette in his mouth and crying!
Shi Zhijian stood up slowly: "Let's go! In fact, I don't like this kind of feud between Jianghu and Jianghu, but I can't help it. You are from Jianghu, so everything must follow the rules of Jianghu! Yan Xiong and the others are doing so many things, you have to
Revenge, if others don’t support you, I will!”
After Shi Zhijian finished speaking, he walked outside through the sea of fire. Behind him, Beard Yong helped Da Xiong up!
Shi Zhijian walked to the edge of the sea of fire. Ajiu and Aji, who had followed him from Shark Island to Hong Kong, walked up to them and looked at him, waiting for Shi Zhijian to give orders.
Shi Zhijian exhaled: "I'm just leading you ashore today. From now on, whether this road is Qingyun Road or the road of no return, it's up to you to choose!"
