MTL - Zhui Xu-v6 Chapter 1121 break (8)

Remember [New] in a second! Chen Fan's figure and fist were like cannons thrown out with a bang.

The dust raised outward suddenly sank inward, and the two figures rushed back into the collapsed shop.

Many years ago, among Fang La's brothers, Fang Qifo was the most talented in both civil and martial arts. He was both knowledgeable and proficient in martial arts. One is that his methods are changeable and unpredictable, and the other is that Fang Qifo has the essence of Dragon Form Fist among the many martial arts.

Martial arts in the world are mostly inspired by imitating the power of animals and utensils in the world, but there are no dragons in the world. Dragon-shaped boxing is a boxing method that comes from the visualization of totems. The boxing technique is grand, long and coherent, and is also good at grappling, body technique, kick technique and other kung fu.

Chen Fan came here for revenge, intending to fight the enemy in the shape of a dragon.

The moment Lin Zongwu caught Qingzhuan, his figure had disappeared on the spot, his feet ran several feet, his figure sank and rose like a black dragon, and when he punched, his strength had reached its peak.

Lin Zongwu threw the blue brick and used his hands to fight hard, and was punched backward by this punch.

But at a close distance, Chen Fan only felt as if he had been beaten into a sticky paste.

Among the smoke and dust, ripples appeared, shaking in all directions.

Chen Fan didn't care, the cannon hammer in his hand spread out like rain, and countless heavy punches rushed down. .

Lin Zongwu stepped back, smashed through the bricks, and rotated his fists to catch blocks. At a certain moment, his hands suddenly slashed out, smashing open Chen Fan's fist frame, like a galloping beast's mouth, and suddenly twisted towards Chen Fan's hands.

The dust stirred and filled the air, and Lin Zongwu's hands roared like sharp claws stirring up the sky.

Grabbing hand, dragon shape.

This is the "Cloud Dragon Exploring Claw" that Fang Qifo was best at back then. It is also extremely fierce and violent when it is used by Lin Zongwu at this time. The separation and closing of these two claws is like a bloodthirsty dragon's mouth. , The moment the claws are closed, the arm may be directly torn into pieces.

But Chen Fan is so powerful, at this time his arm sank suddenly, the muscles in his hand writhed like a giant python, dismantled and buckled back in the shape of a dragon. In a blink of an eye, the grappling and anti-grabbing of both sides stretched out. In the dust, it was like thousands of dragons soaring and biting. With the pace of the two of them, they stretched and exploded. Chen Fan's sleeves and Lin Zongwu's cassock The sleeves first exploded into thousands of butterflies, and then they were engulfed in by the torrent of air, whizzing and flying.

"Fang Seven Buddhas have spirits in the sky..."

The collapse of the surrounding shops is still continuing. The tiles, beams, wooden frames, tables and chairs continue to slide downwards as the floor slumps, and the fight between the two is like a huge millstone. crushed. During this intense tossing and turning, Lin Zongwu's voice sounded, and at almost the same moment, Chen Fan and the other party drew closer, and his arm suddenly changed from grasping to Tai Chi's hammering, and suddenly fell from top to bottom.

Boom—

Lin Zongwu's huge body sank, his left hand was put on the frame and his right arm was pressed down, his hands were swung in a circle like Tai Chi, and the surrounding ground was cracked in the dust.

"...Knowing that you are greener than blue..."

Making a sound with this huge effort seems to have brought a little suffocation to Lin Zongwu's voice. Chen Fan shouted violently, and the masculine and powerful hammering in his hand hit him in a row. Lin Zongwu stepped back, and every step was like a stake. Usually smashed into stone slabs.

Chen Fan has been born with supernatural power since he was a teenager. This may be the first time Lin Zongwu has shown his weakness in the competition of strength for many years. The punch came with all its strength, and the dragon shape under his feet cooperated with the heavy fist in his hand. Ripples appeared on Lin Zongwu's cassock, and it was suddenly dented.

The moment the fist hit the ground, Lin Zongwu's joyful face in the dust showed white teeth. His right fist was like a cannon soaring into the sky, and at the same moment, it hit Chen Fan's body.

boom-

Chen Fan flew upside down, knocked his body against the wall behind him, rolled on the ground, then half-kneeled up with his hands, spat out a mouthful of blood, and stood up.

The huge body in the dust swayed for a while, and seemed to have stepped back. He slowly stretched his arms and walked towards this side.

The slow and heavy voice in the mouth diffused through the dust.

"... must be as happy as this seat."

In the dust, Lin Zongwu's face was already stained with blood, and the blood was bright red between the two rows of teeth exposed by the ferocious smile.

Chen Fan smiled.

"Sikong Nanquan knows that you have not made any progress after all these years, so you will be as angry as me to some extent."

"Haha...hahahaha..."

Lin Zongwu seemed to be taken aback by the rhyming response, and then laughed again. At this time, outside the shop filled with smoke and dust, the fight on the battlefield has already resounded fiercely. Lin Zongwu touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, looking pleased.

"That's right." He said, "These years of running around, chasing fame and fortune, and getting nothing from major events in the world, it's no wonder you and the other juniors say such things. But Chen Fan, for martial arts ..."

The huge demon **** pushed away the broken earth wall, passed through the vibrating smoke and dust, fixed his **** eyes on the general who was in his prime, and came slowly.

"For martial arts...even if Zhou Tong is revived today, Fang Qifo and Liu Dabiao are so light, this seat is no weaker than anyone else."

The fighting outside was fierce, he walked up to the arms of Chen Fan, and then stopped to state the facts. Lin Zongwu's body was huge, at this time he was half a head taller than Chen Fan, who was strong and strong, and the two faced each other in the dust. A little peace.

Chen Fan also looked at him.

"Monk, Chen Fan has practiced martial arts all his life, and he has never cared about martial arts. Do you know why?" He smiled, "The people you mentioned are remembered not because of whether their martial arts are the best in the world, but because they are the best in the world." It depends on what they have done in this life. Chen Fan has acted in this life, revenge is revenge, and war is war, and he has never stopped doing things because his martial arts are one hundred in the world. Monk, if you are only the best in martial arts in your life, what is the difference? What's the difference between eating **** and being number one in the world?"

Lin Zongwu's gaze froze slightly.

When the two figures confronted each other proudly, Chen Fan opened his arms.

"Come on... number one in the world."

There was a moment of silence.

…

"…good."

*****

The boiling fighting raged in the center of the city, sweeping everything near the Jiuwu Yamen.

Looking forward from the roof of the street on the south side, the black flag rushing forward has long been submerged in the chaos, with explosions rising and blood bursting. While running, many figures suddenly spurted blood and rolled down.

Holding the binoculars, Zuo Xiuquan watched all this staggeringly from the roof. When the Jurchens were raging, he once turned around with the army. He had seen the vast battle formations and the defeat of thousands of people, but he had never seen such a fierce and heroic scene of fighting in the city. Not only the Huaxia army squad that was rushing forward, but also the will shown by the four kings of the Fair Party and the masters under the command of the Great Bright Sect at the moment also surprised him.

On the side of his field of vision, he saw the signal from members of the Beiwei Army. Knowing that Yin Ping and others succeeded in assassinating the "Mountain Opener" Luo Yan, the old man let go of his worries, and then he spoke to the woman on the side.

"It's said that the fair party is a mob, and the green forest people can't be used for a long time on the battlefield. I didn't expect to have such courage today. Miss Seven, all the teams of the Huaxia Army are now overwhelmed by the enemy and are in a critical situation. This will not... come out What's the matter?"

The girl with a scar on her face but still able to see her beauty put down the binoculars and thought for a while.

"Mr. Zuo, in the late period of the Southwest War, it was a mess. The various teams of the Huaxia Army, do you know how long they have to fight the enemy in each battle?"

"Um?"

"Hundreds of people stay on the top of the mountain, surrounded by thousands of people from the other side, fighting for half a day to a day, this is called a dangerous situation." With a faint smile, Xiao Qi raised his binoculars, "Here today is just a group of green forests. The masters feel that they have a lot of people, and they refuse to accept their fate unless they bully the weak. To put it bluntly, when they surrounded them, they didn't realize how many people died around them, so they felt that the advantage was with me, and their blood boiled. It wasn't us who were in charge of attacking today, but According to the original plan, the enemy will collapse within the time it takes to nail half a stick of incense on the battlefield, or at most one stick of incense."

Her words were calm, and her detailed statement sounded more like a sentence. Zuo Xiuquan was stunned for the first time when he saw the women of the Huaxia Army on the battlefield, but then he remembered that Zuo Wenhuai and others who followed him to Fujian didn't feel the same way. On the surface, he looks weak, but in fact he is calm and meticulous in his work, but he is cold and stern, so calm that he is almost cold.

If Mr. Southwest Ning's cheerful face when receiving foreign guests were removed, the face below would probably look like this, right?

"But what about Master Lin?"

Zuo Xiuquan raised his binoculars and looked at it for a while, then sighed: "You guys hid it before, and I was still in the dark, so I didn't expect that it was Chen Shuai who came in person. But even if Chen Shuai is brave, he will not put himself in danger for a general." Qiang, what kind of identity is he, who killed a silver-handed hero, why should he end up fighting with such a reckless man? Moreover, this Lin Zongwu has been known as the number one martial artist in the world for many years, and what he is good at is the bravery of ordinary people. Are you really sure? , let Chen Shuai take him down, what's the point?"

When the old man said this, his words were dignified, and he was quite nervous about the arrangement of the Huaxia Army. He studied essays all his life, and spent a lot of time by Zuo Duanyou's side. Occasionally, he learned about so-and-so's high martial arts skills, and sighed a few words, "This is not human." Contemptuous and negligent towards Zhou Tong, Lin Zongwu has practiced martial arts all his life and claimed to be number one in the world. Even if it is true, in their opinion, he is not even as good as Chen Fan's little finger, so why bother.

When he said this, Xiao Qi twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"...Chen Shuai suddenly came here to do something. We persuaded him, but Uncle Qian couldn't persuade him. What can we do? My brother-in-law didn't come..."

"It's unexpected that He Wen actually told the truth on this matter..."

"He Wen didn't say a word of truth, he's not the same as before."

Speaking of He Wen, Xiao Qi shook his head. Back then in the southwest, He Wen was a Confucian chivalrous man with both civil and military skills. His eloquence was not hindered and his martial arts skills were high. He was very charming. If not for this, he would not have won the favor of Lin Jingmei, including Ning Yi's later retention, which was also appreciated. However, when he came to Jiangning this time, He Wen's exposed style has indeed changed a lot. He is full of nonsense and making jokes, which makes people not look very good.

The old man also shook his head.

"If it's fake, it's true and it's fake... When the fair party started an incident, all the people gathered were reckless tigers and wolves. He is not like this, and everyone is not afraid of him." For the fair king's current behavior, he showed some agreement.

While the two were talking, they could see two great masters fighting from the room to the nearby yard in the distance. Along the way, the wall collapsed and the vegetation was broken, and a big tree fell down under the collision of the two people. Roll up the fallen leaves in the midday sun of late autumn.

The old man held his breath for a while, and sighed again: "I never thought that Chen Shuai's martial arts skills are so high, that he can really stand up to Master Lin, on a par."

In fact, he didn't understand what it meant to fight against each other. In short, the two fought back and forth, so it was obvious that they should be evenly matched.

Xiao Qi also saw the same result, and said: "Chen Shuai inherited the mantle of the Fang family in Yongle, and Master Lin's side was originally two inheritances in the Manichaeism. Baihua, Chen Shuai killed his senior sister, Sikong Nan. Without the participation of the Huaxia Army this time, it would be a feud within the Manichaeism. According to my brother-in-law, the martial arts of the two of them are indeed among the best in the world. This kind of battle is not seen every day. Of course, today is different, with us present, I think if we continue to entangle for a while, Hierarch Lin may be shot to death with a musket."

The fighting in the field of vision was chaotic and fierce. Most of the members of the Huaxia Army were entangled by the surging enemies. Lin Zongwu and Chen Fan fought quickly. After rushing through the courtyard, he broke into a nearby house. As laymen who can only watch the excitement, the two people watching the battle here can't tell more why.

But mentioning Ning Yi, Zuo Xiuquan said: "It is widely rumored that Mr. Ning is a master of martial arts, and he is also a master of a generation. At the beginning, he thought it was a joke in the southwest, so he didn't have time to ask. But now that I think about it, I heard that Mr. Ning and Chen Shuai are The good friends we formed during the siege of Yongle in Hangzhou... Could it be possible that Mr. Ning is really a master of art?"

Xiaoqi nodded: "Brother-in-law and the sisters-in-law who know martial arts at home may not be able to beat Chen Shuai alone."

"That's right." Zuo Xiuquan nodded and understood, "Last year in the Southwest, during the No. 1 martial arts competition in the world, I did hear Mr. Ning comment on the martial arts of several people. Although the old man didn't understand it very well, but in retrospect, he was indeed a grand master. Weather, because of his high status, he can't come here anymore, but when he met Qin Xiang, he was indeed famous in the world... Besides, that Mrs. Liu is also the commander of the 27th Army of Miaojiang in name..."

He reasoned to this point and got to know Mr. Southwest Ning better. That is to say, before the other party killed the king in the Golden Palace, he successively quelled the troubles of Yongle, helped the Qin Prime Minister to control the secret investigation department to suppress the green forest and grass, and also made achievements in clearing Liangshan. As the most powerful force controlling public opinion, it is also why the statement about Mr. Ning's force has been so vague over the years. Some people say it is true and others say it is false, and it is difficult to distinguish.

But if that wasn't the case, how could he be able to suppress Mrs. Liu, who was more brave than Chen Fan? A dignified heart demon will inevitably make the husband weak.

As an old Confucian scholar, it is a great pleasure to chew on these things that are similar to the private affairs of the emperor, but it is not suitable to mention these things when you are around a little girl. Zuo Xiuquan nodded, thinking about it in his mind, Xiao Qi at the side was concentrating on thinking, stretched out his finger and scratched his head, Wei Wei felt that something was wrong, but finally he didn't say anything more.

In the past at home, although Sister-in-law Watermelon always claimed to be the tyrant in the family, her brother-in-law and others gave her more like pampering concessions. When it comes to martial arts, maybe... brother-in-law is really even more powerful... right?

When the two of them said this, they each closed their mouths with the thoughts that they couldn't speak. Zuo Xiuquan took out critical research and analyzed it carefully, and felt that Ning Yi's past was very interesting. He planned to go back to Fujian and chat with Zuo Wenhuai and other juniors; Understood, but outside, it is definitely necessary to prop up the field, and always say that he is the number one in the world. While she determined this, she waited for the moment when the morale of the enemy on the battlefield was exhausted.

Once the enemy's morale collapses, the snipers on the battlefield will be able to spare time to crucify Lin Zongwu who is fighting Chen Fan. At that time, as long as there is a slight chance, this so-called number one in the world will become one. Scattered meat.

At this time, the misfortune came again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Lin Zongwu's roar resounded over the battlefield. Different from the majestic grandeur of his initial roar and the ferocity and heroism of the subsequent fight, the cry that appeared at this moment seemed to condense endless grief, and this grief also contained **** killing intent.

The battlefield was in chaos. Looking through the binoculars from here, some places could be seen, and more places were hidden from view. The two people on the roof were slightly stunned.

"What happened…"

…

Turn back a moment in time.

Lin Zongwu had a clear mind, and after a perfect "Amitabha", he started a head-on fight with Chen Fan.

The morale of the fighters on the battlefield was greatly boosted. Peng Tiangang, the sword master of Abi Yuantu, commanded his men to launch the largest charge, trying to cooperate with Lin Zongwu to destroy dozens of Huaxia troops in front of him before the Tyrant Sword forces charged from the east. soldier.

Wang Nanda also accepted the belief of his senior brother. After the slogan "Maitreya came to the world, illuminating the light everywhere", the masters promoted by him in the Great Light Sect have launched the most intense attack over the years.

Just like what Xiao Qi and Zuo Xiuquan said in the distance, no matter how these green forest people are criticized as mobs, in the initial period when there are so many people, people always have to make a round of brave attempts.

The battle between Lin Zongwu and Chen Fan rushed out of the shop, across the yard, and into the nearby mansion. Chen Fan was born with supernatural power, and he was just in his prime to fight. However, Lin Zongwu's fist strength wave after wave, driven by the powerful internal force, even Chen Fan showed a slight decline.

On one side of the battlefield, Ning Ji, holding a musket, was running around in the ruins in a mess, with blood oozing from many places on his body. After Lin Zongwu rushed out, he tried to aim there twice, but failed to find an opportunity. On the other hand, Wang Nanda held a big knife and chased him endlessly from behind, almost driving him into desperation several times.

As a famous "crazy tiger", Wang Nanda once approached the first echelon of martial arts in the Jianghu when he was in his prime. Chen Fan is able to stand up to each other in terms of boxing, and even vaguely overwhelm the opponent.

However, the indiscriminate disaster that Wozhou City faced Lin Chong almost killed him.

Facing the killer spear stabbed by the master named Lin Chong, Lin Zongwu stood in front of him and saved his life, but the spear stabbed out also crippled one of his hands. Since then, even though he With constant practice, martial arts can only touch the edge of the second echelon at best. From then on, he changed his strategy and supported his disheartened senior brother to support the empty frame of the Great Brightness Sect in the South. Because of his modest attitude, he was respected by many people in the green forest. The Great Guangming Sect has found a way forward for the future.

But at this moment, the all-out fighting failed to catch a little brat of the Huaxia Army, and the fact that the force had declined still made him feel a bit frustrated.

In any case, once fighting with the Huaxia Army, the snipers with muskets must be entangled or killed immediately. This is still the conclusion he came to after investigation driven by a long-term sense of crisis, so he pursued all the way, In any case, I don't intend to let the gunmen of the Huaxia Army find a chance to aim at the senior brother.

In the sunshine of late autumn, Ning Ji was in a mess, dust and blood bloomed on his tattered clothes. Even though the crazy tiger on the other side tried his best to tie up his long hair, it was difficult to cover up the uneven black and white hair color on his head. He was chasing and killing Swinging a knife and roaring, the sound was slightly hoarse at the end. After being seriously injured, his body was already going downhill.

The steel knife in his hand can still smash wood and rocks, and ordinary people will still be easily smashed in front of his burly body and bearded anger, but for Ning Ji, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, such a chase He can no longer feel the urgency between life and death too much.

But of course, the pursuit of a master will still make him feel troubled, and his skill is not high enough to easily kill the other party, and then take care of Lin Zongwu...

The little monk Ping An also turned around on the chaotic battlefield.

He ran all the way back, and the fighting had reached a feverish level. On the battlefield, neither the soldiers of the Great Bright Sect, the Huaxia Army, nor Abi Yuantu had any intention of treating him as a companion, so he carefully avoided the soldiers everywhere. In the battle circle, approaching the master and "big brother" with difficulty.

The fight between Master and that great master of the Huaxia Army has already begun. He thought about mediating in the middle and telling Master to give up the fight, but he didn't know where to start. Even if it was a battlefield where two great masters were fighting, it would be difficult for him go in.

Dodging and sneaking all the way, occasionally cutting down the members of the Fair Party who met alone, he approached the direction he came with difficulty, preparing to find "Big Brother" and let him serve as a middleman to talk to the Huaxia Army for a few words A good word, I will find a way to see how to let the master see me.

At one point, he climbed up to a nearby eaves.

Not far from the field of vision, "Big Brother" was carrying a long musket and rolled down amidst the ruins. When he stood up, he stepped on a wooden stick, his body bumped, and he slid forward. Behind him, The burly giant swung a steel knife and chopped down.

Ping An opened his mouth.

In the field of vision, the musket and musket carried on the shoulder by "Big Brother" was sliding past the giant man's face.

Boom—

The giant man's body that was rushing forward was suddenly shaken, his head was thrown back, pulling his whole body to stay in the air for a while, red, white and white objects burst into the sky behind him.

"Crazy Tiger" Wang Nanda disappeared from this world at this moment.

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Ning Ji picked up the dust on the ground with his musket in his arms. He rolled twice on the ground full of various stones and stood up. The master who was chasing him fell behind him and also rolled twice. His skull was hit by bullets. opened.

Here comes the respite.

He ran forward and began to reload his musket. At this moment, someone was watching him not far from his field of vision.

He looked over, and it was the younger brother Wukong, who was running towards this side with his body down.

Ning Ji was happy in his heart and didn't think too much. Before he finished reloading, he pointed in the direction of Lin Zongwu: "You came just in time, let's..."

The distance is getting closer.

"Wow-"

The little monk yelled out, weeping fiercely.

Ning Ji suddenly tilted his head.

The light of the knife came oncoming.

blood flower, bloom—