The vast forest sea, the green snowfield, Wumeng Prefecture at the junction of Yunnan and Guizhou, the snow has stopped and the rain has stopped. The streets are deserted, and before nightfall, the shops facing the street have already lit lanterns, regardless of whether there are customers or not, this is a habit of doing business
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A strong man with a single sword in one hand ran wildly along the street. As he ran forward, he looked back from time to time, as if there was a pursuer behind him and he was very afraid of the pursuer behind him.
The strong man ran all the way, stepping on the snow and squeaking. He was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, but the cotton coat seemed to be dripping with water. In such weather, the rain that melted the snow would disappear overnight.
It turned into ice, but the strong man didn't care at all, or maybe his mind was not on it at all at this time.
While running, the strong man stopped. Right in front of him, two figures stood upright, as if they had been waiting for him there.
The strong man stared with a pair of big frightened eyes, panting heavily, and his legs shook like chaff.
"You guys, do you really want to kill them all?" The strong man's voice kept trembling, and he finally had the courage to ask this question.
"Master Wen'er, you and I don't have to be like this life-and-death situation. Our Tianlong Gang and your Zhenyuan Gang once had an agreement that both parties would not invade each other. But your master Wen'er's appetite is too big, and you actually want to eat me with the Liusha Gang.
Tianlong Gang, now that the matter has been exposed, even if you go to the ends of the earth, I will still settle this account with you."
This voice was very cold, so cold that Master Wen Er felt as if his head was leaving his body little by little.
The strong man wiped the sweat from his face and spat viciously and said: "Bah! You are so shameless. It was obviously your Tianlong Gang and Liusha Gang who conspired to steal my Zhenyuan Gang's territory, but now you are the evil one who complained first and beat me up, and then you still
If you want to drive me out to death, do you really think that there is no justice in this world?"
"Hahahahaha" another figure laughed wildly, the laughter was old but powerful, but hearing such laughter in this quiet street would also make people feel frightened.
"Wen Datong, Wen Datong, I say you are stupid but you are not stupid, I say you are smart but you are really stupid. What is the law of heaven? Take your life back today, this is the law of heaven. Do you still expect the gods to suddenly
Come and save you? You must be too whimsical."
Wen Datong made a single move. Seeing that he might not be able to escape today, he couldn't help but feel angry and said viciously: "Since we are talking about this, Mr. Bao, please come together. Wen Datong
Is it possible that Tong is still afraid of you? He can kill people with just a nod of his head, and if his head falls off, it will be a scar as big as a bowl. You two, father and son, come together."
"Wen Datong, do you really think highly of yourself? What kind of hero do you really think of yourself? Do you think you are qualified for me and my father to do it together?" The young man pulled out his sword with a flash of cold light.
A handsome but gloomy face.
"Okay, you little brat named Bao, let me see if you are a master of the Bao Family's Thirteen Swords of Liuyun." As soon as the strong man finished his voice, he roared, raised his single sword and jumped towards the young figure.
Go. This sword is the result of more than ten years of hard work and practice. It is so powerful that even Wen Datong himself feels that he is sure to win.
However, Wen Datong still thought too much. His knife was blocked in mid-air by a sword and could no longer be struck. The gloomy and gloomy face snorted with an extremely disdainful expression.
Gu.
As expected of the second-in-command of the Zhenyuan Gang, Wen Datong's hand sank, and he dragged the knife back with both hands. It was just a chopping knife, but now it's called dragging a knife. A burst of fire flashed across the blade and edge of the sword, and Wen Datong shouted loudly.
, turned around, and swung the sword horizontally with the strength of his waist. If he couldn't block this move, the Tianlong Gang would lose a master.
With a clang, he slashed across a long sword with a single sword, and there was a burst of sparks. The owner of the long sword snorted again, rose into the air, and kicked towards Wen Datong.
There was a deafening roar, and Wen Datong turned around and ran away. At the same time, he cut the messy footprints in two on the snow with his sword. The long sword chased after him, and he moved forward with a move of Wandering Dragon and Phoenix. Wen Datong suddenly stood up from the ground.
He stood up, turned around, grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, his eyes burst into red light, and used all his strength to strike down again.
The two fought in the street for more than twenty rounds. The sound of clashing swords and bursts of roars had already woken up the drowsy people, but who dared to say no? Everyone could only be terrified and pray for this.
Don't let the fight fall on yourself.
Gradually, the sword began to lose its strength, its breathing became heavier and heavier, and its steps began to become frivolous and chaotic. However, the long sword moved lightly, faster and faster, and its moves were full of murderous intent.
"Don't you want to see the Thirteen Liuyun Swords? You are lucky today. Open your eyes wide and take a look. This is the last time you will appreciate such a wonderful swordsmanship before you die. What, your Panlong Sword?
Have you run out of Dharma? Have you run out of skills?"
The cold voice sounded again, like a note of urgency. Wen Datong stepped back step by step, and was gradually forced into a corner by the long sword. Even with his mighty skills, he couldn't use it at this time.
The long sword stabbed Wen Datong between his eyebrows. Wen Datong was helpless and could only close his eyes helplessly, waiting for the sword to pierce his eyebrows.
"Stop" was heard softly, and at the same time there was a crisp sound, and another long sword was blocked in front of Wen Datong.
Wen Datong opened his frightened eyes and saw a young man with a face like a crown jewel, dressed like a Confucian scholar, with a delicate face and clear eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was always smiling.
"The Zhenyuan Gang, Tianlong Gang and Liusha Gang are all part of the Yunnan martial arts community. We should unite and help each other. Even if there are some frictions, what can't be discussed on the table? Why fight and kill again?
Kill? Junior Hu Wei, dare to ask Mr. Bao and Young Master Bao for a favor, how about we consider peace as the most precious thing?"
"Hu Wei, you are indeed a formidable young man. You actually have the courage to mediate the dispute between me, Bao Yuchun and Wen Datong. Am I really old and useless?"
The old voice sounded, sounding extremely reluctant and unhappy.
"Mr. Bao" Hu Wei cupped his hands and said: "This junior has a low seniority and low martial arts skills. Naturally, he is not qualified to mediate the grudges between your two families. However, my father has learned about the grudges between your two families and is eager to mediate. Please give me three points.
, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to my father."
Bao Yuchun groaned and said: "Young man's surname is Hu? I wonder who your Southwest Hero Hu Jin is?"
Hu Wei raised the corners of his mouth, raised his hands and smiled at Bao Yuchun: "Thank you, Mr. Bao, for remembering that he is my father."
Bao Yuchun quickly calmed down his cold expression and said with a smile: "It's hard for Mr. Hu to worry about such trivial matters before me. Bao is very grateful. Since Mr. Hu is willing to mediate, Bao should listen to me."
Ling, I wonder where Master Hu is now?"
Hu Weixu pointed to a manor not far away and said: "My father is waiting for Mr. Bao, Mr. Ling and Mr. Wen Er in the humble abode. Please condescend to move over and talk."
Wen Datong, who survived the catastrophe, was naturally very grateful. He quickly raised his hands and said: "Thank you so much, Mr. Hu, for saving me. Mr. Hu has intervened. Wen is very grateful. Everything will be arranged by Mr. Hu. Please lead the way."
Hu Wei was polite and led Bao Yuchun and his son, as well as Wen Da, to his manor.
"Hahahaha" a burst of hearty laughter came: "Brother Bao's presence will make the humble house shine. Brother, I am late to greet you. Please don't be weird to Brother Bao."
Hu Jin, the hero of the Southwest, has a square face and piercing eyes, as if he can see through everything in the world. His gray hair is neatly pulled into a bun, and his chin is chest-length and he has a white beard. He has the appearance of an immortal. His arms are powerful.
He was strong and walked like a tiger, and he was walking toward Bao Yuchun with his fists clasped.
Wen Datong glanced at Hu Jin and couldn't help but secretly praise him: "What a majestic and majestic hero from the southwest."
When Bao Yuchun saw Hu Jin's extra courtesy, he hurriedly returned the courtesy and said, "Bao is worried about the trivial matters of Mr. Hu. Bao is really ashamed."
Hu Jin hurriedly humbled himself, and then said to Wen Datong: "This must be the famous Panlong Dao Wen Er of the Zhenyuan Clan. Hu is so abrupt, please don't blame Wen Er."
Wen Datong felt ashamed and said: "Master Hu is trying to defeat the villain. How can Mr. Wen, with his meager skills, be able to catch the eye of Master Hu?"
Hu Jin felt humbled again, because the three of them sat down and took the lead, while Hu Wei stood aside.
Hu Jin pointed to the young man next to Bao Yuchun and said: "Brother Bao, if Hu guessed correctly, this is your son, Bao Tianxue Bao Shaoxia!"
Bao Tianxu stood up and bowed respectfully and said: "Junior Bao Tianxu, I have met Mr. Hu. I would like to ask Mr. Hu to support me when he travels in the world in the future."
Hu Jin made a slight gesture and looked at Bao Yuchun and Wen Datong: "Hu is not talented. He has already known about the feud between the Zhenyuan Gang and the Tianlong Gang. Hu thought that they are all from the martial arts community in central Yunnan. Everyone should
Let go of past grudges and consider peace as the most precious thing. I wonder what you two think?"
Bao Yuchun said with some reluctance: "Logically speaking, since Hu DaXia has intervened in this matter, we should take Hu DaXia's lead as his leader. But today's discord has been forged and it is impossible to reverse it. I'm afraid Hu DaXia can't do anything!"
Hu Jin said with a smile: "The businesses of your two gangs are intertwined with each other, so there is a conflict of interest. As far as I know, in this conflict between the Zhenyuan Gang and the Tianlong Gang, the eldest brother of the Wen Er family and the Wen Da family were killed by Brother Bao.
This is really a pity. But the deceased is gone. Excessive pursuit of hatred is not the way to live in peace after all. If Brother Bao can appropriately give up some interests, I think the Zhenyuan Gang will not have too many objections."
Wen Datong survived the disaster, which was what he wanted. Although his eldest brother was killed, if he could get more benefits, it would not be too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, so why not do it?
But Bao Yuchun didn't think so. Today, he could have solved the Zhenyuan Gang's problem once and for all. But now, he was working in vain and gained nothing.
Hu Jin saw that both parties were silent. As a seasoned veteran, he could naturally see these little details clearly.