Xiong Yaowen and Yuankong were talking as they walked towards the door of the detention room.
Chen Dong, who heard the whole conversation between the two, was naturally shocked. He didn't expect that Xiong Yaowen would come to seek revenge on his father so quickly, and even brought his master with him!
Although Chen Dahong is in the detention cell, with Xiong Yaowen's ability, can't he just get in?
Xiong Yaowen is already strong enough, isn't his master even stronger?
Father is going to suffer!
Chen Dong did not dare to be negligent, and immediately put away the long sword and tied it back to his waist, then put his hand into his mouth and blew a loud whistle.
From the dense forest on both sides of the detention room, thirty or forty men with sticks immediately rushed out and surrounded Xiong Yaowen and Yuankong.
Since a week ago, Chen Dong has been worried about being retaliated by Xiong Yaowen, so there are thirty or forty people secretly protecting him wherever he goes. They have resisted the attacks of Huamao and Wei Tianhua before, and now they are used again.
Xiong Yaowen and Yuankong were also shocked, and then stared gloomily at the people on the left and right.
Chen Dong gradually walked out.
"Mr. Xiong, you may be running rampant in Acropolis, but Guyang Town doesn't seem to be your territory..."
Chen Dong walked outside the crowd and looked coldly at Xiong Yaowen and Yuankong who were surrounded.
Yuankong put his hands together and recited Amitabha silently.
Xiong Yaowen sneered: "Chen Dong, you don't think that such a small number of people can trap my master and me, do you?"
If there was no Yuankong and only Xiong Yaowen, Chen Dong and these thirty or forty people would definitely be sure to kill him.
But Yuankong was there, and Chen Dong didn't know Yuankong's strength. He only knew that it was definitely higher than Xiong Yaowen, so there was no guarantee that he could trap them both.
But now that the matter has come to this, Chen Dong must not be able to increase the ambition of others and destroy his own prestige. He also sneered and said: "You don't think I only have so many people in Guyang Town, do you?"
Xiong Yaowen and Yuankong were both startled and looked around together, but they didn't see anyone else.
"Stop bragging, where are your people?" Xiong Yaowen said.
"Of course not here." Chen Dong said: "But if you dare to lay a finger on my father, I guarantee that you will not leave Guyang Town alive!"
"Let's see how long you can blow!"
Xiong Yaowen shouted loudly and suddenly performed the 36-way Shaolin Boxing. At that time, he used his fists and feet at the same time. Hearing the sound of "bang bang bang bang", at least five or six people had already flown out.
Chen Dong's subordinates are all from Hanbingtang, that is, from the Tiannan Group. Of course, all of them have heard of Xiong Yaowen's reputation. They were quite nervous when they surrounded him. Seeing how brave he was, they were even more frightened.
His face turned pale, and he couldn't help but step back.
Chen Dong has seen the majesty of Tiannan Group's "God of War" Wang Tianba.
He was in No. 8 Middle School at the time, and Song Qiao brought a lot of people here. Theoretically, there was no problem in besieging Wang Tianba.
But those people were timid before fighting. They were intimidated by Wang Tianba's momentum and did not dare to confront Wang Tianba. They retreated whenever they could and hid whenever they could, forcing Wang Tianba to kidnap Song Qiao.
Chen Dong was worried that he would make the same mistake again, so his group also ran away. After all, Xiong Yaowen's reputation was no less than that of Wang Tianba!
So Chen Dong immediately rushed towards Xiong Yaowen.
"Everyone, don't hide, come with me!"
Chen Dong took the lead, rushed into the crowd, and kicked Xiong Yaowen hard with his Feiyun Duozi kick.
Of course Xiong Yaowen was not afraid of Chen Dong, so he grabbed Chen Dong's leg and twisted it hard.
Chen Dong's whole body followed suit, and then he made another whirlwind thunderbolt move, kicking Xiong Yaowen on the chin.
Xiong Yaowen was so angry that he rushed towards Chen Dong again, and the two of them hit each other "bang bang bang bang".
Of course Chen Dong was no match for Xiong Yaowen, but he could barely withstand more than a dozen moves.
Chen Dong takes the lead and does not give up at all, which undoubtedly boosts the morale of the people.
A group of people from Hanbingtang immediately rushed towards Xiong Yaowen, each wielding sticks and shouting to beat and kill him.
"Amitabha!"
Yuankong held a Buddhist bead in his hand and recited a Buddhist chant in a low voice. Then he used both palms to shoot several people away with "bang bang bang bang".
So strong!
Although Chen Dong and Xiong Yaowen were fighting, he could still see Yuan Kong's movements next to him.
While the two were fighting, Yuankong shuttled among the crowd.
His steps are so fast that others can't even touch the corners of his clothes, but as long as he slaps a palm, punches, or kicks, someone will fly out.
Chen Dong could see clearly that Yuankong also used the thirty-sixth method of Shaolin boxing, which was indeed the same method as Xiong Yaowen and Song Qiao.
But when Yuan Kong used it, it was much more powerful than Xiong Yaowen!
The sounds of "bang bang bang bang" sounded one after another, and screams and wails also came one after another.
If this continues, these thirty or forty people will be killed by Yuan Kong sooner or later.
Xiong Yaowen's master is really strong.
Naturally, Chen Dong put his hope in the sloppy Taoist.
I wonder if the sloppy Taoist has finished untying his big hand?
While Chen Dong was fighting Xiong Yaowen, he shouted in the direction of the dense forest: "Master, Master! Come quickly!"
Xiong Yaowen was startled and immediately looked back.
But the dense forest was empty, with no trace of anyone there?
Xiong Yaowen sneered and said: "Chen Dong, how many more times are you going to lie to me? Do you really think that I am a fool? Do you think that I will be fooled by you every time?"
Chen Dong was also secretly shocked. He didn't know why the sloppy Taoist had lost his voice. Even if he hadn't finished untying his big hand, he could still answer the question, right?
Could it be that he has already left?
Thinking of this, Chen Dong felt slightly desperate.
In fact, given his usual personality, since he can't defeat Xiong Yaowen, he will definitely find a way to escape, and he still has quite a few tricks up his sleeve.
But once he left, it was obvious that his father would suffer.
Of course his father is very strong, so powerful, but if Yuankong and Xiong Yaowen go together, even his father can't bear it, right?
Seeing that Yuankong was almost killing everyone on his side, Xiong Yaowen was pressing forward step by step and was about to kill him. Of course Chen Dong was anxious and smiled at Xiong Yaowen unconsciously.
Xiong Yaowen was confused: "Are you crazy? Why are you laughing so hard?"
Chen Dong smiled and said: "I am very happy to see you, can't I smile?"
"There's something wrong with you, I hit you, and you still laugh?"
"Smile, of course you have to laugh. Mr. Xiong, you will be finished soon."
"Fart, how could I..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Dong suddenly jerked his waist, then flicked his wrist, and a rusty long sword appeared strangely in his hand.
Spring breeze turns into rain!
Chen Dong was really not familiar with this move, but he still stabbed Xiong Yaowen on the shoulder.
"Spring Breeze Turns into Rain" is the first move in the Yuhua Sword Technique. The spring breeze comes first, then the shower, which means to be polite first and then attack. However, it is not really about courtesy, but to ask the opponent to relax their vigilance first, and then launch a sudden attack.
So Chen Dong laughed first, which made Xiong Yaowen very confused, thinking that the child suddenly suffered from hysteria.
Although Chen Dong was not familiar with this move, fortunately Xiong Yaowen was completely unprepared and the sword really hit his shoulder.
This sword can cut iron as fast as mud, and can cut through the middle of a tree without falling down. What's more, Xiong Yaowen's shoulder was stabbed with a bloody hole by Chen Dong on the spot.
"Ouch!"
Xiong Yaowen was obviously shocked and took a few steps back.
Xiong Yaowen covered his shoulders and looked at Chen Dong in surprise, because he didn't even see how the sword appeared.
Chen Dong holds a long sword in his hand, pointing at Xiong Yaowen.
The rusty sword tip was dripping with blood.
The overall sword is bronze in color, and it really looks like something from the Warring States Period. Coupled with the bright red blood, it really has a strange beauty.
"Wu Wangjian?!"
Yuan Kong, who was constantly slapping everyone away, suddenly shouted in surprise, with a hint of excitement in his tone.
"Where did you get this sword?" Yuankong asked with a slight trembling.
Is it really Wu Wangjian?!
Chen Dong thought it was a story casually made up by a sloppy Taoist, but he didn't expect Yuan Kong to call out the name of the sword in one breath.
The story may not be true, but this sword must be very famous.
"My master gave it to me!" Chen Dong said immediately.
"Who is your master?" Yuankong asked again.
While speaking, Yuankong slapped many people away.
"My master is..."
Chen Dong just wanted to tell the name of the sloppy Taoist, and maybe Yuankong would give him some face, but he remembered that the sloppy Taoist once said that he was not allowed to tell anyone who his master was.
"As a teacher, I have many enemies in the world. It would be harmful rather than beneficial to you to report my name."
These are the original words of the sloppy Taoist.
After such hesitation, Xiong Yaowen immediately said: "Master, he can't tell. He doesn't have a master at all, so there is no need to be deceived by this kid."
But Yuankong said with some excitement: "No, he must have a master, otherwise where did this King Wu Sword come from? This is a supreme treasure that cannot be obtained by ordinary people."
Xiong Yaowen said: "Then why didn't he say who the master was?"
"No matter who his master is, King Wu's sword has appeared and I must grab it!"
Yuankong was excited, and slapped several people away with "bang bang bang bang bang", and then rushed towards Chen Dong with a lunge.
In just a short time, Yuankong had already shot away more than ten people.
There were more than ten left, and now they were running towards Yuankong again.
Upon seeing this, Xiong Yaowen immediately protected Yuankong and used thirty-six Shaolin fists, beating the rest of the people with "bang bang bang bang".
Yuankong rushed to Chen Dong, stretched out his hand and said: "Give me the King Wu Sword!"
Regardless of whether this sword is the Wu Wang Sword or not, it was handed over to Chen Dong by a slovenly Taoist.
Chen Dong didn't even warm up the hilt of his sword, but he was about to be snatched away by others. How could he be willing to do so?
Chen Dong immediately shook his head: "No!"
Then the sword must be sheathed.
Yuankong clasped his hands together, recited Amitabha silently, and then said grimly: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a drink!"
Yuan Kong's expression darkened, and he immediately reached out to grab the sword in Chen Dong's hand.
How could Chen Dong just surrender and stab Yuan Kong in the chest with his backhand sword?
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Yuankong snorted coldly and suddenly kicked Chen Dong away.
Chen Dong rolled down on the edge of the dense forest, and Wu Wang's sword also fell to the ground with a clang.
Yuankong ran a few steps quickly, picked up the Wu Wang Sword, turned it over and looked at it carefully, as if to verify the authenticity of the sword, and then laughed loudly: "The Wu Wang Sword is in my hand! The Wu Wang Sword is in my hand! The Wu Wang Sword is in my hand!
It’s in my hands!”
His voice was full of energy and carried far and wide, showing how excited he was.
It was at this moment that a cold voice suddenly came from the dense forest: "I'm afraid you have your life to snatch it from, but not your life to take it!"
Yuankong's laughter suddenly stopped, and his eyes stared into the depths of the forest: "Who?!"
The cold voice came out again: "If I were you, I would put down the King Wu Sword, kowtow three times respectfully, and then get out of here!"