The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Kill them!"

"Come on!"

"Fight!"

Roars and screams kept coming.

A melee was about to break out. There were dozens of people from the Sanqing Gang, but only a dozen from Feng Ji's side.

But the people around Feng Ji are all boxers in the true sense, and one against three is no problem.

In just one cup of tea, the ground was covered with Sanqing Gang disciples.

Zhao Jian stepped on the head of the leader of the Sanqing Gang and sneered, "Aren't you a fucking disciple of Huo Yuanjia? How come you still fight with Shaolin White Crane Fist?"

The leader's face turned red with anger. He struggled on the ground and tried to get up, but was severely stepped on by Zhao Jian, unable to move.

He roared angrily: "You are so brave. Since you know that I am Master Huo's apprentice, you still dare to touch me? Are you not afraid of Master Huo?"

Zhao Jian laughed wildly: "If I were afraid of him, I wouldn't go back to Jinmen!"

Feng Ji came over and waved.

Zhao Jian stepped back and said: "Master, this guy uses White Crane Fist. I'm afraid he just has a registered disciple with Huo Yuanjia."

Feng Ji lowered his head, looked at this person, and asked, "What's his name?"

The man slowly got up from the ground and whispered: "Hou San."

Feng Ji asked again: "Did you use Huo Yuanjia's name to get this Sanqing Gang?"

Hou San had already climbed up, his head lowered so that others could not see his face clearly.

He nodded slightly and said: "Master Huo is generous and benevolent. As long as he accepts me as a disciple, let's... go to hell!"

In the middle of his words, he raised his head suddenly, with a sinister look in his eyes. He suddenly exerted force, kicked his legs off the ground, and used all his strength to poke Feng Ji's eyes with his five fingers.

I was just pretending to give in because I was waiting for this moment!

Hou Sanmian smiled ferociously, as if he saw the tragic situation of this kid dying under his White Crane Fist.

Feng Ji had no expression on his face as he watched Hou poking at him with three or five fingers and was about to reach his door.

Suddenly, he turned his head slightly and instantly got out of the way of the sneak attack.

Hou San was startled and secretly said, "How fast!"

He hurriedly launched a series of moves, pinched his five fingers into a crane's beak position, and suddenly pecked Feng Ji's throat!

This whistling and rushing sound actually had a hint of bright energy breaking through the air.

Hou San secretly rejoiced in his heart. This tricky move was the ultimate kill of the White Crane Fist. Not to mention the mortal body, even wood, he could peck it to pieces in an instant!

Bang!

The fingertips made of five fingers finally pecked Feng Ji's neck.

Hou San was ecstatic, but immediately froze and looked at Feng Ji in disbelief.

The expected scene of blood splattering did not appear. Instead, his fingertips felt sharp pain, as if he had pecked on a stone.

There was no scar at all on Feng Ji's neck.

"you--"

Hou San wanted to say something, but the next moment, a shadow of a fist struck.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and he felt his eyes go dark, his forehead hurt sharply, and he soon lost consciousness.

Hou San's body slowly fell to the ground like mud.

Feng Ji casually took back his palm and said to everyone: "Let's go. It seems that this matter has nothing to do with the Huo family."

After that, he turned and left.

Zhao Jian took a sip at the corpse and cursed: "Idiot, our president is so accomplished that you can't even cut through the skin with a knife, but you still dare to sneak attack?"

After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly followed.

Yan Si and Wang Yuanfu looked at each other.

Wang Yuanfu couldn't help but look at Hou San's body, and saw that Hou San's face did not appear to have any injuries, but when he touched his neck, the arteries and blood vessels were no longer beating.

Wang Yuanfu couldn't help but be surprised, looked at Yan Si, and asked: "Fourth brother, President... how did he do it?"

Yan Si looked solemn and uttered two words: "An Jin..."

Wang Yuanfu instantly exclaimed: "What?! An Jin?! President, he...has entered the An Jin?"

Yan Si looked complicated and said with a wry smile: "No wonder Fifth Brother admires him so much. At such an age, he has already entered the dark realm. Look at Hou San, there is no injury on the surface. If you knock his head open, you will See, his brain has long been turned into mush."

Speaking of this, there was some envy in his eyes: "Ming Jin is strong and dark Jin is soft. I never expected that I would see such a genius in my lifetime."

…

Feng Ji recalled Hou San's White Crane Fist, and sighed secretly in his heart. Huo Yuanjia had won thirty-eight games in a row, which was really impressive. He accepted disciples regardless of their origins or identities. Even the gang bosses were wearing Huo Jia Quan. The skin is so fierce.

Zhao Jian caught up with Feng Ji and couldn't help but ask: "Young Master... President, what did you use just now... An Jin?"

Feng Ji nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhao Jian couldn't believe it: "When did this happen? I remember when you were in Qingyuan, Shandong, you were still Mingjin, right?"

Feng Ji smiled: "What happens after you leave."

Zhao Jian hesitated to speak. He couldn't hold it back anymore and asked, "Can I ask how you can develop dark strength?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "It's not difficult. Once you get into your bones, you can do it."

"ah?"

Zhao Jian was shocked. He didn't know that Feng Ji had killed hundreds of people in the government and Japanese Leshan Hall in Qingyuan County.

Relying on these massacres and constantly practicing boxing skills, I finally got my strength into my bones, turning from hard to soft, from bright to dark.

Zhao Jian was shocked because Feng Ji had improved too quickly.

He has never seen a genius who can practice boxing so quickly.

"Where are we going?"

Yan Si, who was catching up behind him, couldn't help but ask.

When Zhao Jian came to his senses, he realized that Feng Ji's way back was not to go to the Qiangwu Association or the Feng Family Pharmacy.

Feng Ji put his hands behind his back and said, "My Feng family paid the money to visit the dock, but no one came to visit. In this case, he has to return the money, and Yangliu Lane will not need the other party in the future."

Zhao Jian understood instantly and immediately said: "Are you going to find the Iron Sword Society?"

Feng Ji smiled: "Do you know where the iron knife will be?"

Zhao Jian immediately smiled and said: "Who doesn't know about Jinmen? The Iron Sword Club is the Iron Sword Club, and the Iron Sword Club is the Iron Sword Club. If you want to find someone from the Iron Sword Club, just go to the Iron Sword Club and find the right one."

Feng Ji laughed: "Then go to Iron Sword Gate."

He looked deeply and said: "I also want to see how good our Master Qin's nine-ring sword is, that it can be as famous as Fifth Brother."

Everyone's eyes instantly became hot.

Yan Si and Wang Yuanfu were the most excited.

"President, do you really want to fight Master Qin?"

"President, Mr. Qin has been famous for many years. His nine-ring sword is really not just a boast. So far, no one has taken advantage of him. Don't look at Huo Daxia's majesty in the ring competition over the years, but you have to know, how many punches The martial arts master doesn't even dare to challenge Master Qin."

Feng Ji smiled: "I dare not challenge him, not necessarily because of his great sword skills, but also because this person is no longer purely a martial artist."

Yan Si, Wang Yuanfu and others were slightly startled, and then they understood what Feng Ji meant.

The Iron Sword Sect is no longer a boxing gym. Mr. Qin’s adopted son developed the Iron Sword Club behind the scenes. In other words, the Iron Sword Sect can actually be regarded as a gang.

Who among ordinary boxing gym masters would ask for trouble and challenge gangsters?

But Huo Yuanjia is different. Although Huo Yuanjia is famous, he does not run a gang. Although he is powerful, how many of his disciples really want to learn kung fu from Huo Yuanjia?

Most of them just borrowed the name of Huojiaquan.

After Yan Si thought about this, he couldn't help but think of himself and others. In fact, strictly speaking, they were not martial arts masters, but bodyguards.

Although it is not as good as some gangs, it can still be regarded as a larger group. Part of Wang Wu's reputation is gained through fighting, and part of it is also spread by the escort agency.

How brave an individual is is not enough to scare everyone.

But a huge armed organization will make everyone afraid.

"No matter what, the president must be careful. Fifth brother said that Mr. Qin is probably also a master of secret power. Don't be careless. If you can sit down and talk, let's talk." Yan Si advised.

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "Let's take a look. It would be great if we could talk."

Feng Ji felt that he was also a good talker, so he only practiced martial arts out of necessity, just to protect himself.

If possible, he didn't want to kill anyone.

Soon the group arrived at the Iron Knife Gate.

Tiedaomen is a huge place, with people coming and going in a large courtyard.

The sect has three big characters: Iron Sword Gate, and there are two teams of stone lions at the door. The gatekeepers are tall and majestic.

Seeing Feng Ji and his group coming over, these disciples immediately noticed.

Someone immediately stopped Feng Ji and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Jian glanced at Feng Ji, and when he saw Feng Ji nodding slightly, he immediately shouted: "The Qiangwu Association has come to pay homage to Lord Qin of the Iron Sword Sect."

"Strong martial arts meeting?"

The disciple who blocked the door was stunned, feeling that he had never heard of this boxing gym, and couldn't help but ask: "A kicker?"

"Cut the nonsense."

Zhao Jian was too lazy to say anything more and punched him. The disciple immediately stopped him and let out an ouch, unable to block Zhao Jian's punch at all.

Feng Ji and his group immediately walked into the Iron Knife Gate with great fanfare!