Fighting Wumen

In the southeast of Tianxian Continent, there is a world-famous mountain——Tianxing Mountain. At the foot of Qingzhu Mountain in the southern section of Tianxing Mountain, there is a small town called "Tangjia Town", because the people in this town Most of them are surnamed Tang, and this is one of the Tang family branches of the Tianxian Continent in the Wu Kingdom of the Qing Dynasty. Since the Tang family in Tangjia Town has not seen any big figures, there has not been a martial king master for hundreds of years. Now, the more It is getting weaker and weaker. If it weren't for the fact that there is a branch of the Tang family in the northern part of Qingwu Kingdom, and a strong king of Wu appeared to protect it. The Tang family town might have fallen into the hands of foreigners.

On the easternmost side of Tangjia Town, there is a small village "Peach Blossom Village", where Tang Jun's hometown is located.

At this time, a young man with disheveled hair was tied up with five flowers, his head was bowed, and he was kneeling in a field of grass. In front of him, there were three brand new tombstones. Behind the young man stood dozens of thick-waisted men. There are more than a dozen old men, almost all of whom are general-level masters. There is only one old man in his sixties with a long white beard who has reached the level of a junior martial artist. He is wearing a luxurious long gown and has a cold face. stared at the boy.

There are also a few ordinary old women standing aside, looking at the boy with pity on their faces, and when they look at the masters next to them, their eyes immediately show fear. These people, in Tangjia Town, are all The important figures and the old village women were naturally terrified.

More than 100 meters away from this barren grassland, there are still dense crowds standing, all of whom are ordinary people in this village.

"Patriarch, this bastard, what are you going to do with it?"

"This time, he caused our Tang family to lose three elite talents for no reason. Let him kill him directly after apologizing in front of his parents, cut off his head, bury his body next to his parents, and send his head to the Zhao family. -----"

"This--the owner of the house, he is only 15 years old, and now he has lost his parents, siblings, and is left alone. Isn't it inappropriate for us to do this?"

"The Great Elder, the Zhao family, is the most powerful force in our Qingwu Kingdom. Even the royal family is controlled by their family. Can our little Tang family afford to offend it? Besides, this brat made us lose everything all of a sudden. They are the most outstanding disciples of our Tang family, and they are also the only elite talents in our Tang family who have the hope of breaking through to the level of martial arts. Now, they are suddenly destroyed by this brat. Even if you cut him into pieces in your hands, you still won’t let go of your hatred?”

"Ah-----Our Tang family has such a rebellious bastard, is it the death of our Tang family? Let our Tang family lose its last hope------should be killed, should be killed, just kill Don’t you understand your hatred?”

The old martial artist looked at the thin second elder standing beside him, with a look of appreciation on his face, nodded and said: "Well ----- the second elder knows the righteousness, and I will leave this matter to the second elder." Let the elders do it -----"

"Okay --- Patriarch, don't worry, Lao Yi will personally present this bastard's head to Patriarch Zhao, apologize to them, and beg them to be merciful and let our Tang family go."

"No ----- please, please let Xiao Jun go? His parents, younger brother, and younger sister all died at the hands of the Zhao family. You don't want to avenge him, but kill him? Is there any reason for this-- ---"

Among the several old women, an old woman suddenly ran out, knelt in front of the Tang family leader, pulled his clothes, her thin body was trembling, and there were two lines of tears on her face. She was the old grandmother of the young Tang Jun's neighbor. , watching Tang Jun grow up since he was a child, at this time, seeing Tang Jun's family was suffering misfortune, and they were about to die, so they boldly ran out and knelt in front of these masters to beg for mercy. He stretched out his thin hands and rubbed his eyes.

Standing in the crowd 100 meters away, Tang Jun's cousin's family, seven members of three generations, just watched there, but never dared to come over.

"Do you want our Tang family to be destroyed? The Zhao family, the most powerful in the Qingwu Kingdom, has said that if our Tang family can't find this bastard within a month, we will sacrifice his head. Tangjia Town will disappear forever from the Pojiang City -----"

Hearing Patriarch Tang's words, the old lady next door trembled a few times with shriveled lips, and suddenly, facing the blue sky, knocked her head a few times, and cried hoarsely: "Heaven------ -You save Xiaojun-------"

"This damn old woman------"

The second elder glared at the old woman, cursed angrily, pulled out the machete from the waist of a middle-aged strong man beside him, walked towards the boy, and stood behind him with no expression on his face.

"Stinky boy, you have already apologized to your parents, you should go underground with your parents---"

The skinny second elder of the Tang family, cursing, raised his gleaming machete, and slammed it down on the young man's back in full view of everyone.

The old women next to them immediately turned around and closed their eyes. The old woman next door, seeing the boy's head decapitated immediately, fell to the ground and passed out. Those ordinary people standing 100 meters away, They also immediately turned around. In their hearts, they were all angry at the young man, but they dared not speak out.

The middle-aged man standing aside, as well as the dozen or so old men, looked at the young man openly, with anger in their eyes.

"Crack------"

Suddenly, an accident happened. Not only did the young man not fall down, but the machete that the second elder slashed broke into two pieces with a "click". With big eyes, he was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. The field was completely silent.

"Damn ----- bumped into a ghost -----"

The thin second elder, after standing still for a while, finally came to his senses. While cursing angrily, he pulled out his saber. No way, he was reluctant to take his precious sword to kill the young man in front of him, wouldn't this tarnish his beloved sword?

But now, since an ordinary machete can't kill a young man, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and make up his mind to take out the extremely hard treasure knife on his body and use it. A big tree can be split in half, let alone a person?

"Damn it, brat, I don't believe your back is harder than a rock?"

The second elder of the Tang family cursed in his heart, raised his sword very angrily, and slashed at the young man's back-----