Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 553 Martial Arts Conference
Xiong Baixiang's figure fluttered like lightning, he retreated a foot, and said: "This foot is my repayment for the teaching you have given me over the years. After the foot is over, I will punish the sinners for my sect."

A hot light shot out from Ren Tong's eyes, his whole body was full of strength, and he said: "Well said, with a disciple like you in the Huangshan School, I can die with peace of mind!"

In the voice, the two used their unique moves and fought fiercely together.One is the head disciple of the Huangshan School, known as the "Rain Sword" by people in the Jianghu; the other is the outstanding character of the Huangshan School, one of the top ten princes, "Huangshan Feiyunhe".He belonged to the same family, but he gave up his life to fight; he gave up the kung fu of becoming famous, and saw the truth in his fists and feet.

The two fought for nearly a hundred moves, but they still couldn't tell the winner. Hearing Ren Tong's voice, he turned backwards very quickly. He pointed his toes on a pillar and counterattacked Xiong Baixiang. His palms became bigger in an instant. There was a circle of black spots, and suddenly the whole yard was shrouded in a gloomy wind.

Xiong Baixiang's feet were firmly planted, his face suddenly turned white, like white jade, and his palms were as white as clouds in an instant. Although he was standing on the ground, there was a faint feeling of drifting. He seemed to have turned into an elegant flying cloud. The palm was slowly pushed out, facing Ren Tong's palms.

Originally, with the strength of the two of them, with all their strength, the palms will be full of true energy, and the possibility of touching the same place is extremely small, but as soon as the two of them started, Ren Tong's movement speed suddenly accelerated At one point, Xiong Baixiang's figure finally "floated" out, and the two met in mid-air, their palms were tightly sucked together, and they rolled and fell to the ground.

The faces of the two were one black and the other white, bursts of gas came out from their heads, and their internal forces joined together, turning into fire and water, even if they were as big as gods, they couldn't separate, the two were shocked.

Just at the moment of stalemate, Ren Tong's face darkened suddenly, and he let out a muffled snort. At this moment, Xiong Baixiang's mountain-like force penetrated into his body. Xiong Baixiang was shocked, and there was no way to withdraw his internal force.

The meridians of Ren Tong's body were severed, and the pain was unspeakable. Blood flowed from his five sense organs, and his body shook violently, as if his body had been blasted by explosives, and he fell backwards.

With great difficulty, Xiong Baixiang withdrew his inner strength, hugged Ren Tong's body in time, and shouted: "Brother Ren, I didn't want to..." But Ren Tong felt that death was so close, as if he had seen the god of death come, and reluctantly opened his mouth to smile, But the blood was gushing wildly, and he said weakly: "It's useless, I must die. It turns out that our martial arts take the opposite path, so our palm strength will attract and fight each other until one of us dies. It is fate! Tell me, what is the name of this magical skill."

Xiong Baixiang said: "Sea of ​​Clouds!"

Ren Tongdao: "Sea of ​​Clouds? It turned out to be the 'Sea of ​​Clouds' from Huangshan Mountain. It is worthwhile for me to die under my own martial arts! This is not a kind of relief, a kind of atonement for me. Little Martial Uncle, the future of the Huangshan Sect depends on you, I... leave!" After saying that, he tilted his head and died.

Xiong Baixiang hugged Ren Tong's body, and he seemed to see Ren Tong looking for herbs for him when he was six years old.

On the fifth day of April, the Taishan Martial Arts Conference was held on the first day.

Just after dawn, people came to the designated venue for the conference one after another - an extremely wide long lawn in the mountains.

At that time, there were no less than a thousand people standing on the lawn, but the lawn was as big as a giant square, with so many people in it, from the mid-air, it was just an embellishment on the green grass.

There are many people, of course there will be a lot of voices, but these people are definitely not standing around.

In general, the lawn is divided into four parts, divided by east, south, west and north.To the east are people from various sects, to the west are idlers from the martial arts, to the north there are pitifully few people, but they are all seniors from the martial arts, to the south are people from the underworld and green forest roads.

In the middle of the lawn, there is a big stone, five feet above the lawn. When people stand on it and talk, people in all directions can hear it.

With the sound of a cannon, there was a murmur on the noisy lawn, and a person jumped onto the boulder.

When everyone saw someone jumping onto the boulder, they all kept silent and looked up at the boulder. The one who jumped onto the boulder was "Sword of Mount Tai" Qin Zhong.

Qin Zhong can be regarded as half of the host of this meeting, of course he is qualified and must be the opening speech.

I saw him cupping his fists in all directions, and said in a loud voice: "This martial arts conference is unprecedented, and there will be no one in the future. It is a great honor for Qin to make some contributions to the conference. If it is unnecessary, Qin will not Having said that, everyone must have understood the purpose of this martial arts conference."

Someone said: "Isn't it just to deal with the Bloody Hand Sect?"

Qin Zhongdao: "This friend is right, but I don't know how much you know about Blood Hand Sect? Why do you need to unite to deal with it?"

Someone said: "I heard that the Xueshou Sect wants to dominate the martial arts. They have successively attacked Wudang, Shaolin, and the Beggars' Gang. They are very powerful. As for how big they are, I don't know."

Qin Zhong said in a deep voice: "Qin can use his head as a guarantee. The power of the Blood Hand Sect cannot be resisted by one sect. The head of the Blood Hand Sect has recruited many masters to serve him. People who are now well-known in the martial arts... As far as Qin knows, as early as 70 years ago, the Xueshoumen had the ambition to dominate the martial arts..."

Someone interrupted and said: "Old Master Qin, a member of the Blood Hand Sect, this is the first time I have heard of it. 60 years ago, I was not born yet, but I have heard a little about the martial arts in the past century, why didn't I listen to the elders? Come on, may I ask if there is something strange in it?"

Qin Zhongdao: "Good question. This is what Qin wants to say first. In order to save time, Qin will make a long story short.

About 70 years ago, there was a man, let's call him the devil, who is the current head of the Blood Hand Sect. He was ambitious, and in order to achieve the goal of dominating the martial arts, he trained a group of martial arts masters who were almost dead. The seven martial arts are as high as chasing the devil.

This matter was originally done very secretly, but it was discovered by a person with a heart. This person is the senior brother of the devil.In order to prevent the devil from endangering the martial arts, the brother of the devil could only act first, and gathered a group of martial arts masters in the martial arts at that time, and launched a life-and-death decisive battle with the devil.

In the end, the devil was abolished, and all those dead men were wiped out.Unexpectedly, after so many years, the Blood Hand Sect would revive, and its strength is even stronger than it was back then! "

Although they didn't say much, everyone still heard some outlines, and of course they still had doubts.

Someone asked: "Forgive me for talking too much. According to what the owner of the Qin family said, the Bloody Hand Sect has been destroyed. After so many years, why did it revive? Could it be that the root of disaster was left behind?"

Qin Zhong glanced at the speaker, and said: "Qin said before that the devil was just abolished, and logically speaking, he would not be the cause of trouble, but things in the world are often unexpected, and the Blood Hand Sect reappears. Recently, there are various indications that it is he who is secretly instructing."

"If the devil is abolished, how can he have the ability to recruit experts?"

"That's why I was so confused."

"Hey, why didn't you kill the devil back then, wouldn't it be easier?"

The person who asked the question earlier had a somewhat respectful tone. These words came from the south, and they were cold, completely ignoring Qin Zhong.

From the looks of everyone, the person who spoke was a fat old man, one of the nine people in the front row in the south, and many people knew that he was Song Yixiong, the owner of the Thirteenth Lianhuan Village, "Soul Chaser Knife".

Qin Zhong looked at him, with a good tone, and said slowly: "Master Song is not unreasonable. However, the person who caught the devil and initiated the plan to destroy the devil is the brother of the devil. He hated what the devil did, but he couldn't bear to kill him, the devil's younger brother. He only cut off the opponent's legs and kept him under strict watch, so that he would never let the devil come out again to endanger the martial arts.

It can be said that if there is no such old man, no one will know about Blood Hand Sect. Once the climate of Blood Hand Sect becomes successful, the entire martial arts world will undergo earth-shaking changes, and there will be no martial arts world today.

When the old man proposed not to kill the devil, none of the people present at that time could object. This old man's martial arts were higher than the devil's, so it would be best if he took care of him. "

Song Yixiong sneered and said: "It's really a 'woman's benevolence'! Master Song is really well-informed, why does he know these things so clearly?"

"My father was one of those who participated in the battle to exterminate demons. Unfortunately, he died in battle, but even though he died, he was honored." When Qin Zhong said this, a burst of pride surged in his heart.

"Mr. Qin is really amazing. But Song feels that there are some things that must be said, but he is afraid of offending others, so he doesn't know whether to say it or not?"

Everyone was very surprised when they heard this, Song Yixiong, as the leader of a village, has high martial arts skills and is always full of arrogance, suddenly he said such words, the tone was quite different from the previous one, and he had great scruples.

Qin Zhong frowned, and just about to speak, a figure jumped onto the boulder, everyone looked intently, but it was a middle-aged man dressed as a fortune teller.

This fortune teller is none other than Bai Xiaosheng.The summoning banner has never left his hand.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled slightly and said: "Master Song, if you have anything to say, it's okay to say it."

Seeing that it was him, Song Yixiong's heart moved slightly, he glanced at Beimian, gritted his teeth, and said, "It's not that Song is afraid of trouble, we're just discussing the matter. Regardless of whether the Xueshoumen had the ambition to dominate the martial arts back then, it seems that it has nothing to do with us people." Relatedly, the people who participated in the demon-killing plan back then, if anyone is still alive, are at least a hundred years old, and the age of the devil is probably not under a hundred years old. If he wants revenge, he will only find the people who participated in the plan back then ...or the descendants of these people, why should we offend him?"

As soon as the words were finished, Master Feihong, the head of Wudang, came out from the crowd in the east, and said in a deep voice, "Master Song must have heard about the Wudang faction, right?"

Song Yixiong said: "I've heard it, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

The real person Feihong said: "Pindao can admit this in front of the heroes of the world. Since the establishment of this faction, it has never encountered such a serious injury. At that time, no one from this faction participated in the demon-killing plan. Finding trouble with our faction? May I ask if this is not a manifestation of cruelty and desire to dominate the martial arts?"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of people shouted angrily, but they were not disciples of Wudang Sect, but dozens of disciples of the Beggar Clan.

The leader of the beggar gang is not the gang leader Hua Tianyun, but an old beggar with eight bags on his back.This person is Zha Jiyou, the elder of the Beggar Clan, "Long-armed Beggar".

Among the seven elders of the Beggar Gang, this elder is the leader, and he is also the leader of the Dirty Clothes Sect of the Beggar Gang.Hua Tianyun didn't dare to put on airs when he saw him.Actually, this is nonsense.Hua Tianyun's reputation in the Beggar Gang has always been very good, not to mention the elders, even ordinary disciples, he has never put on airs.

Fang Jianming had inquired before that Hua Tianyun, Wu Shiming and others were delayed due to something on the way, and it took a little while to arrive. Zha Jiyou and the two elders of the Beggars' Clan arrived as scheduled.

The two elders who came with Zha Jiyou were Miao Ruopu, the elder of law enforcement, "Iron Beggar", and Lu Dingmin, the leader of Jingyimen, "Skinny Beggar".

The dirty clothes and clean clothes of the beggar gang have always had some disputes. Although the seven elders are headed by Zha Jiyou, who is the leader of the dirty clothes sect, they are both elders and there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors, so the disputes cannot be eliminated at all.The gang leader and the leading boss can only restrain the subordinates, but they cannot eliminate the prejudice between the two schools of dirty clothes and clean clothes.

Unexpectedly, the three elders were killed, which led to a dispute between the two sects.This is also unexpected by the people of Blood Hand Sect.

(End of this chapter)