Hero Cultivation System

Volume 2 Blood Knife Jianghu Zai Liquor Shop

Chapter 122 Peak Battle (2) [1/1 page]

Ping Ping Pong, Qingcheng sent people to the characters and dominates the characters. All of them were high, and the momentum of Jing'an Association was under the feet. (Please use the pinyin domain name of this site to visit us.)

"Master, Brother Liang!" Xiaochong and several others ran out from the crowd and came to Liu Taishan and Liang Gong to salute and say hello.

"Eh! How many of you have been caught by them? Come here and let me take a look first." Liu Taishan has a very defensive nature. He has watched these apprentices grow up, and they are closer than father and son. When he caught them, he became angry. More prosperous.

"Brother, I didn't miss the time!" A clear middle-aged man in Taoist attire in his early forties came over with a smile and bowed to Liu Taishan and Liang Gong.

"Junior brother, you came just in time. This is Liang Gong who I mentioned to you before. He was the one who saved Xiaochong and the others today. The whole family calls him Xiaoliang. Xiaoliang, this is my junior brother Tang Jinhu, said His name is floating, but he is actually a fake Taoist priest." Liang Gong quickly clasped his fists in salute.

"Okay, old Taoist, I'll ask you to call me Xiaoliang. You can call me Old Taoist or Uncle Master. Handsome guy is more popular." As soon as Fukong Taoist spoke, he completely revealed his game-playing personality. Liang Gong was immediately stunned. Dumbfounded.

"Tao...uncle!"

A sister, an uncle, an uncle, and the whole family recognizes him. I can’t afford to hurt him!

"Xiao Liang! I heard about you from my senior brother a long time ago. I didn't expect that you would become more famous when we met. It's amazing. I heard that you are less than twenty years old, right? You have been promoted to Xiantian at such a young age, and your realm has been consolidated. Old Taoist I feel so embarrassed."

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is floating in the air. He only barely entered Xiantian this year. His realm has not yet stabilized. However, he is already among the top three among this generation of Qingcheng disciples. He has always been proud of himself. Today, he sees that he is not yet young. When half of Liang Gong's cultivation was actually more advanced than him, he realized that sitting in a well and looking at the sky would be a bit of a self-inflicted injury. However, he was open-minded by nature, and he was fine after a while. (Please use the pinyin domain name of this website to visit us.)

Fu Hui looked coldly at the people chatting and laughing on her property, and it was strange that she didn't feel angry.

But this time two innate level masters came to Qingcheng, and together with Liang Gong, there were three opponents of the same level as her. She and Zhang Bi were the only two people on the Jing'an Club side, and both of them were slightly injured. Although There are many innate masters in Emei, but they were too late to arrive in time. The situation has already turned to the opponent. The best strategy is to stop quietly depending on the changes on the spot.

It's a pity that Tang Qin seems to be determined to stand by and watch, otherwise even if she can barely defeat the opponent, we don't know who will win and who will lose.

"Master Fu, these are my unqualified disciples. As soon as they were stopped by your men, they immediately revealed their Qingcheng names, but your people turned a deaf ear to them. Look at their appearance, are they right? Should you give Qingcheng and me an explanation? Do you think my request is too much?" Once the help arrived and gained the upper hand, Liu Taishan naturally became unforgiving.

The appearance of the little bugs was really miserable. Not only were their clothes torn, their noses bruised and their faces swollen, they had obviously suffered a lot of torture, but also because they had not eaten a grain of rice all day and night, their faces were gray and haggard.

Fu Hui shook his head secretly. Zhang Bi's men had gone too far, especially after the opponent revealed Qingcheng's name. They would slap Qingcheng's face openly and offend all Qingcheng people to the end.

"Brother Liu, let's do this. The Jing'an Society will be responsible for all their losses. I will set up a table to apologize to Brother Liu another day. What do you think?" Fu Hui believed that this kind of treatment was not only in line with the rules of the world, but also He has also set his stance very low, and the people in Qingcheng should be satisfied.

Unexpectedly, Liu Taishan was not satisfied with her private apology. At the same time, he was also very dissatisfied with Fu Hui for limiting the dispute to the Jing'an Society and leaving Emei aside. This was clearly to put the Jing'an Society under Emei side by side with Qingcheng, or to forcefully suppress it. One end of Qingcheng.

"We are a small family and we don't dare to accept the apology from the Jing'an Society and Master Fu. Let's just forget about any compensation. Qingcheng doesn't care about this small amount of money. We have only one request. The head of Emei must personally pay for it." Apologize to Qingcheng for this matter! Otherwise... I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to resolve."

As soon as he said this, Fu Hui immediately understood what he meant. The people of Qingcheng had long been dissatisfied with Emei's declaration that the Qingcheng Sect was a branch of Emei. This time, they would seize the Jing'an Society's sore feet and make a big move. But if the head of Emei wants to apologize, regardless of whether Fu Hui has the honor to ask the head to do so, from Emei's point of view, it is absolutely unacceptable for the head to personally apologize to a tribe.

"Impossible! Regarding the disciple's compensation figure, I can promise to increase it until you are satisfied, but it is absolutely impossible for the leader to apologize."

Liu Taishan also knew that asking the head of Emei to apologize would bring disgrace to the entire Emei, but this was the purpose of his presence today, and he would not let it go just because of a few extra dollars.

"Well! Since President Fu can't make the decision for the head of your sect, we in Qingcheng can only go to your sect to find someone to judge. But since we have come to your sect today, Master Fu should not favor one or another, and let Old Liu I will learn the legendary Emei swordsmanship." The matter has been settled, the battle post has been issued, Liu Taishan is satisfied that the task has been completed, and now it is time to beat the drowned dog.

Of course he noticed that Fu Hui and Zhang Bi had bad expressions. Especially Zhang Bi seemed to be injured, while Liang Gong, apart from being a little tired, had a long breath, without any hindrance, and his whole body was intact. This also made Liu Taishan and Fukong Taoist were extremely shocked. Could it be that Xiaoliang's kung fu had reached the point where he could defeat two masters of the same level without getting hurt?

Knowing that the Qingcheng people are determined to muddy the waters, Fu Hui's personality cannot tolerate her giving in. In this case, they will fight to the end to see what the Qingcheng faction can rely on: "Everyone in the Jing'an Society will obey the order and kill !”

"Qingcheng disciple, enter!" Taoist Fukong waved his hand, perhaps knowing that another killing was about to begin. Dark clouds surged in the sky, the wind roared, the branches of the big trees beside the wall rattled, and the wind swept in from outside the wall. When it blows onto a person's face, it's like bursts of ice shards, and when it touches the body, it's so cold that it bites the bones.

However, the men in the field were all excited, their eyes were wide open and they were staring, and the veins on their necks were exposed. Even if they joined the underworld, even if they had worked hard for many years, they had never seen such three or four hundred people using real swords. The big scene of real gun fighting is all about getting ready to try.

As soon as the order was given, the troops on both sides rushed forward. The distance of about 20 meters was only a few seconds before they were in close combat. More than 200 people from the Jing'an Society and more than 100 people from the Qingcheng Society were mixed together, and they could no longer be distinguished. You and me.

In the freezing north wind, the sweaty men were steaming with steam, and traces of white steam rose from their bodies into the air, quickly dissolving into the falling snowflakes and disappearing.

"Jing'an Hui, you bitch... ugh!" A bearded man from the Qingcheng faction had just used a stick to kill the opponent of the Jing'an Hui, but he was immediately stabbed in the back. His face turned blood red, and the big man pressed him with his backhand.

He turned around, just in time to see the enemy who had sneaked up on him and had half of his head chopped off by his junior brother.

Xiao Chong grabbed the iron rod from the Jing'an congregation next to him, inserted it into the opponent's mouth with his backhand, and stirred it up, bringing out his big white teeth. Then he jumped five meters away with a bow and aimed at the three people lying on the ground.

The Qingcheng people beat the Jing'an Club thugs randomly, and swung the stick with all their strength. The three unlucky guys immediately vomited blood, howled, fell forward and rolled around on the ground.

There were roars, flashes of swords, everyone's eyes were red with blood, and blood burst out all over the sky. You are in my blood, and I am in your blood. The struggling man wiped his face soaked in blood and pounced on him again.

Taoist Fukong intercepted Zhang Bi who was rushing toward Liang Gong halfway. Although his cultivation level was slightly inferior to Zhang Bi's, Qingcheng's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite. In addition, Zhang Bi was injured, and flaws loomed when he swung his sword.

, the two of them fought evenly, and the battle was stalemate.

Liu Taishan took the fine steel sword given by his apprentice, poured his true energy into the sword, and used the Qingcheng Xiaoyun Sword to lift up and break the three spears.

Confused, he flew three meters away.

"Uncle Liu, hello!" Liang Gong, who was standing aside, held up his thumb. Liu Taishan's skills were superb, even three points better than Zhang Bi's. This swordsmanship was both hard and soft, without any pyrotechnics.

To the point where it can be relaxed and relaxed.

Liu Taishan shook his head proudly: "You are a clown, just a small fish and shrimp. Xiao Liang, take a rest and let your uncle learn from Master Fu's clever tricks."

However, at this time, the remaining twenty or so swordsmen of the Jing'an Association came directly towards Liu Taishan and several of his apprentices. Although Liu Taishan was extremely brave, he could not cope with so many seven-foot-long swordsmen at the same time.

He had to take care of his apprentice, but he was so busy that he couldn't tell what to do for a while.

The strange thing is that everyone in the Jing'an Meeting turned a blind eye to Liang Gong, who was standing aside as a spectator. They either walked around him or dodged and refused to move forward, leaving a clear space of five meters around Liang Gong and useless.

He shrugged, shook his head and smiled bitterly, looked at Fu Hui who was twenty meters away, pulled out the soul-returning knife and rose into the sky, flying away from everyone's heads.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alas! The fourth update was not finished after all. I only paid back two chapters during weekends. I will find time to make up the remaining ten chapters.