Chapter 58 Chapter fifty-eight

Pei Jue in the small building was also excited at the moment, "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Ming said: "Brother Pei, it's time for you to show up now." Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw a black shadow flying up from the crowd, flying like a falcon, flying past dozens of angry crowd, and landed in front of "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms". He grabbed the arm of the person who was rushing first, raised his arm, and with this stern shout, he threw this person straight out, and threw it on the second person with a "bang". The two rushed back a dozen steps together, and immediately knocked the crowd behind them and fell backwards.

"Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" had thick eyebrows, and said happily, "Leopard, you...you are here!" People betrayed relatives, and at the end of the day, he finally saw a relative. This kind of excitement made the old man almost shed tears, and he didn't know whether it was joy, gratitude, or sadness! This young man with wide cheeks and deep cheeks, eyes like eagles, and actions like a leopard still had a deep expression on his face. He stretched out his left hand and pinched the big "Quchi" acupoint between the other's elbows like lightning. He touched the person's knee, shouted again, and lifted the person straight up.

There was a commotion among the crowd, and they stopped involuntarily. The vigorous young man "Miao Bao" yelled, "Who dares to move again!" The light of the setting sun reflected his powerful body, murderous face, and beast-like eyes... He really looked like a beast roaring in the deep mountains. Dongfang Tie sighed secretly, thinking: "What a fellow!" "Spiritual Knife" Luo Yixuan scolded, "Bastard, what are you going to do?" Miao Leopard yelled loudly, and flew up a leg suddenly, "Dementor Knife" Luo Yi's heart skipped a beat, he slanted his body and made a wrong step, but before Miao Leopard's first leg landed, his second leg was already kicked out, his body was like a windmill With a swing to the right, "Soul-destroying Knife" Luo Yi screamed, his body flew out a foot like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground!

"Master Hand" Zhan Fei's complexion changed slightly, and he said loudly: "Good skill, I will teach Zhan Fei!" Miao Bao let out a cold "hum", sank his hands, and smashed the body he had restrained in his palms straight down towards Zhan Fei. "Shen Hand" Zhan Fei leaned sideways, put his left palm up, took over the person, threw his backhand behind his back, swung his right palm obliquely, and happened to catch Miao Bao's palm. When the two palms met, Miao Leopard felt the heat in his palms, his body trembled, and he sat down on the ground.

The "magic hand" Zhan Fei only felt a strong force like a flood hit his palm, causing him to retreat involuntarily. The palm strength of these two people is firm and soft, although the inner strength of the "God Hand" Zhan Fei is soft, but there is a kind of beast-like primitive power in this young man's body, his body fell sideways, and he immediately stood up. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" frowned and said in a low voice, "Leopard, have you suffered internal injuries?" Miao Bao said in a deep voice, "No problem!" Before he could finish speaking, he whirred two palms and hit Zhan Fei's chest, waist and hips separately.

The "magic hand" Zhan Fei fluttered his long beard, and counterattacked with a move. He had just waited for a move to put the boy to death, but he didn't know that this boy had such potential! In the blink of an eye, five moves have been made, and the "magic hand" Zhan Fei glanced over, hoping that someone would take over for him. One must know that with the status of the "magic hand" Zhan Fei, it is still impossible to compete with the "dragon-shaped eight palms". However, it would not be an honor to fight against this little-known young man, even if he wins, not to mention that he has no certainty of winning in the fight at this moment!

Unexpectedly, when his eyes swept, he found that everyone was standing by and watching, even the impulsive crowd just now had calmed down. He suddenly realized that his position in the martial arts world was actually so lonely. He didn't have a single friend, and some of them were slaves. If he was at the end of his life, wouldn't these slaves treat him just like "Baguazhang" Liu Hui and others? People treat Tan Ming the same! With his left hand he moved "Splitting Flowers and Blowing Willows", and with his right hand he moved "Sweep Thousands of Armies". These two moves are one strong and one soft, one clumsy and one skillful. Their strengths and moves are completely different, but he unexpectedly issued them at the same time. It was really majestic, but in the depths of his heart, there was already a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Miao Leopard stared at him without saying a word, and immediately fought dozens of moves with Zhan Feili, the "magic hand". This boy's moves are not very subtle, nor is his inner strength very deep, but he has a fierce and fierce power that no one else has. As long as he fights with others, his body, mind, soul, life, and even hair will be destroyed. But it seems that he was born just for this confrontation, without any reservations. This kind of innate primitive strength not only makes up for his lack of martial arts, but also makes his enemies feel a sense of fear! The more Qunhao watched, the more surprised he became, "Baguazhang" Liu Hui, "Quick Horse Sword" Gong Qingyang, and Bian Shaoyan all walked away from him, fearing that he would find him.

That "can't pass" was so frightened that his limbs went limp, squatting beside the stone steps, he couldn't even stand up. The sky was getting darker and the evening wind was getting colder. The eyes of "Shen Shou" and Zhan Fei became more and more bleak, but Miao Bao's eyes became sharper and brighter. I saw that when he struck out with one palm, all the strength of his whole body was released, and the will of his full strength was also released. Sometimes even if it was a move that wanted to die together, he didn't think about it at all when he hit it, as if as long as he could kill the opponent , even if he dies with him, it doesn't matter.

The "magic hand" Zhan Fei's thick eyebrows gradually frowned, and he let out a loud shout. He struck out with all his right palm, without tricks or tricks, just strong and powerful, and with a stroke of his left hand, he curled up his long beard. , Gritting his teeth, he kicked out his left leg, and immediately struck with his left palm! Miao Leopard turned sideways, Qunhao's eyes moved, he knew that the "God of War" had already moved desperately at this moment, some people were calmer, they had already brought some torches and lanterns, and set them up high, the sun had not yet fully set, These lanterns and torches also look very dim, just like the complexion of "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming.

Although the fifty strokes were passed, it was only for a moment. Although the crowd in front were watching with bated breath, there was a commotion in the crowd behind. The commotion spread extremely fast, and someone who didn't know suddenly shouted loudly: "Mr. Pei Da is here." Immediately there were countless cheers. "Mr. Pei Da is here...Mr. Pei Da..." "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms", Dongfang Brothers, and even "Bagua Palm" Liu Hui and others all changed their faces, their gazes seemed to be attracted by some magical power, and they all followed suit. I saw that the crowd was in turmoil, but gradually separated to the two sides, making way for a passage. No matter how fierce the fight between "Mage Hand" Zhan Fei and Miao Bao was, no one would take a second look at it at this moment. The crowd parted a passage like a tide, leading straight to the stone steps where "Dragon-shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming and "Dongfang Brothers" stood. As the sun dimmed, the flames gradually brightened. The night wind flickered the fire, and the fire dazzled with golden and reddish colors. This flashing golden and reddish color, at this moment, shone on Pei Jue's face. Thousands of gazes followed his footsteps. His steps were heavy and slow. Thousands of eyes looked at his heavy and slow steps, his solid and broad chest, but none of them dared to look at him. His own eyes were looking at the road in front of him. The road was getting shorter and shorter. He saw the stone steps going up. chest. Then, he came into contact with the eyes of the "eight palms in the shape of a dragon". The two looked at each other - at this moment, it was a major event in their lives, and it was also a major event in the martial arts. Fei and Miao Bao also stopped for no apparent reason at this moment! This moment, in the history of martial arts, is far more shocking than many other times. Thousands and hundreds of people put down their careers and left their families. After countless days of pursuit and anticipation, it is just for the arrival of this moment. The two stood facing each other for an unknown amount of time—maybe it was only in an instant. Suddenly, an ear-splitting cry burst out from all directions, a cry of anger, excitement, cheer and pride, although the sound of this cry was so noisy that the words in the call could not be heard, but the words in the call Emotions don't need words at all, and others can hear them. Standing behind Pei Jue, "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi, with a flash of light in his eyes, hurried a few steps, and said loudly: "Tan Ming, do you know who is standing in front of you right now?" "Dragon-Shaped Eight Palms" didn't blink their eyes, and didn't even look at him, just said in a deep voice: "Okay, okay, you're here, you're finally here." Pei Jue gritted his teeth in secret, the clenched teeth made the muscles on his face tremble, and he said slowly word by word: "I'm finally here!" Tan Ming raised his thick eyebrows, and suddenly shouted: "What are you doing here? Are you here to seek revenge from me?" Pei Jue looked at him firmly, and said in a deep voice: "I just want to ask you, did my father die under your hands?" The "eight palms in the shape of a dragon" clenched his fists tightly, his chest heaved and his long white beard fluttered in the wind. Pei Jue was still looking at him, his eyes were deeper and more determined. The chaos subsided again, the long street, thousands of heads, only heard the sound of breathing one after another, thousands of eyes, sometimes looking at Pei Jue; sometimes looking at the "eight palms in the shape of a dragon". Silence, silence, silence... "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" suddenly stopped breathing, thrust his chest forward, and spit out two words from between his teeth, two soul-stirring words: "Not bad!" Pei Jue's whole body was shaken, and he felt as if a giant hammer was raised high and hit his chest with a "bang". There was another thunderbolt everywhere, and people ten miles away could hear the roar. Brother Dongfang's expression changed, and he took three steps back. Miao Bao swept to Tan Ming's side in one step, "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi's eyes lit up, and "Mage Hand" Zhan Fei raised his thick eyebrows. Pei Jue turned around suddenly, raised his palm slowly, waved lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please be quiet!" The look on his face was as firm as a rock, and there seemed to be a strange force in his eyes, which suppressed the thunderclap. The "magic hand" Zhan Fei sighed secretly, and suddenly felt his own decline and old age again! Pei Jue turned around and turned his gaze back to Tan Ming. In this turn of his eyes, he clearly saw a very deep pain hidden between Tan Ming's brows. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Go!" "Dragon-shaped eight palms" Tan Ming couldn't help being stunned and said, "Where are you going?" Pei Jue said in a deep voice: "The hatred between father and uncle is irreconcilable. I want to find a secluded place with you and have a life-and-death showdown. No matter the outcome, the enmity between you and my family can be wiped out!" The eyes of "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" opened, and the face of "Qiqiao Boy" changed drastically, but the heroes were all stunned, but Brother Dongfang couldn't help sighing ten inches inwardly: "Good man!" "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and "Qiqiao Boy" was beside Pei Jue, and said in a low voice: "Brother Pei, your general arrangement has been completed. As long as you give an order, Tan Ming will die without a place to go. Why bother..." Tan Ming laughed suddenly, and interrupted: "That's right, you are fighting alone with me, how can your martial arts be my opponent?" Pei Jue's face was still sinking like water, and he said slowly: "When I walked out of this place with you, if someone followed me secretly, it would be a great humiliation to me, Pei Jue, and it would mean that I, Pei Jue, would not be able to avenge my father." "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi stomped his feet resentfully, and the eyes of the martial arts heroes gradually changed from bewilderment to admiration. You must know that such a bloody man only admires this kind of fearless hero in his heart, although in the eyes of some people , this kind of hero is too stupid. In fact, why is Pei Jue's original intention like this?But at this moment and here, there was a rush of blood in his heart. This heroic blood made him forget many things. Throughout the ages, this kind of heroic blood has achieved so much popularity, and left behind a legacy of heroism through the ages, winning heroes. They hit the beat and sang loudly, making the beauty fall into tears. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" was silent for a long time, his expression was also painful and contradictory, "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi suddenly shouted: "We can't let Mr. Pei go, we have to kill this traitor first!" Qunhao was immediately aroused, Pei Jue's expression darkened, but chaos was about to break out. In this instant, there was a sudden whistling from outside the sky. This whistling sound was like the chant of a dragon, and also like the whistling of the wind, piercing through the clouds and cracking rocks, soaring up into the sky. Qunhao felt his heart tremble, and some couldn't help but hug their ears. Then, a gust of wind rolled down from the roof ridge, and blew out all the torches and lanterns. The sun was setting, the stars and the moon had not yet risen, and the earth was suddenly dark for a while. I could only hear the long howling sound from far to near, and from near to far, it seemed to be hundreds of feet away in a blink of an eye. When Qunhao was able to distinguish objects with his eyes, the long howling was only left with the lingering sound, staying in the cold night sky, but the "eight dragon-shaped palms" on the steps had disappeared. Immediately, there was an even more terrifying chaos. Some people are busy lighting lanterns and torches, and some people are shouting uselessly! "Chasing, chasing, running away, running away!" "Seven Skillful Boy" Wu Mingshi was dumbfounded, his face turned blue, and he stared blankly at the sky. The Dongfang Brothers also had frightened expressions on their faces, they are all first-class young heroes in the martial arts world, and their martial arts are all taught first-class, but with their true strength, it seems that they can't resist the long cry, and with their eyesight, they can't see it. Find out what's going on! They only saw a figure, and with a gust of wind, they rushed down like lightning, picked up the "dragon-shaped eight palms" Tan Ming, and flew away without stopping. During this period, only Pei Jue was more suspicious, he didn't need to use his eyes to see, he could roughly guess who it was who rescued Tan Ming with his extreme internal strength and lightness kung fu. What made him unable to guess was why these two martial arts strangers rescued Tan Ming. He looked into the darkness until all the lanterns and torches were lit. So he walked up the steps slowly - immediately, all the voices changed to cheers. Pei Jue raised his hands and said loudly: "Dear friends...Tan Ming has gone...but I hope you all return to your own place...to uphold justice in the world...to serve the people...but please remember one thing...you must not be so impulsive in everything...private hatred is better than public anger... ...I absolutely dare not use schemes to turn personal hatred into public anger...but if I find something that endangers the justice of martial arts in the future...I hope you can be the same as today...with me...to uphold justice for martial arts...host justice!" He could hardly continue speaking, because every time he said a word, there was a deafening cheer. When he finished speaking, the cheers from all sides almost submerged the earth like a raging tide, and everyone in the "Jiangnan Alliance" was even more excited, shouting: "Long live the leader... Mr. Pei Da who supports us!" Return to Jiangnan."