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Chapter 70 The Great Qing Dynasty Is Dead 【Please subscribe】

Zhang Jingyun used a ton of explosives.

Although it is just ordinary black powder, its power is slightly weaker, but it is still enough to burn those shops to the ground. This is Zhang Jingyun's warning to Yan Xiaoguo.

"Rebels! They are all rebels!"

Yan Xiaoguo roared angrily, his iron-black face became even more frighteningly gloomy, you know, there are half of his subordinates in these few rooms!
In order to punish the grandson thief, the imperial court sent Yan Xiaoguo, who has been a senior official of the imperial court for three generations and is absolutely loyal to the Qing court.

Yan Xiaoguo was a patriotic person, but as times changed, he saw China being bullied, and his strong patriotism went to the other extreme.

This person rejects everything related to the West and hates Western ideas. In his view, patriotism is allegiance to the imperial court.

Therefore, in Yan Xiaoguo's eyes, this action is a manifestation of loyalty and loyalty to protect his family and the country. Anyone who stands in his way is a traitor and traitor.

Since Yan Xiaoguo came to Victoria Harbor a few days ago, he led [-] masters and [-] Qing court elites to assassinate Mr. Sun.

Now, four big insiders and nearly 170 elites have been lost in an instant. This is a catastrophic blow to Yan Xiaoguo.

He was completely enraged.

"No matter who he is, I must let him die!" Yan Xiaoguo held the sword, like a hungry tiger, with a man-eating gaze.

Zhang Jingyun is not a person who follows the rules.

There are many masters in the Qing court. If you defend yourself, even if you are a master of martial arts, you are not afraid of life and death, but others do not have this ability.

If he lost these people in order to protect Mr. Sun, he would look down on Zhang Jingyun's ability, so he took the initiative to attack.

"Sir, I did what you asked me to do." In the corner of Queen's Street, a man who looked exactly like Donnie Yen said to Zhang Jingyun.

His name is Chong Yang, and he is a gambler.

It's funny to say, Liu Yubai is still a heavy smoker, gambling, drugs plus Zhang Jingyun... Uh, Zhang Jingyun swore that he would never live with gambling and drugs!

But cooperation is still necessary.

Chong Yang's lightness skill is outstanding, few people in the world can match it, Zhang Jingyun wanted to make explosives by himself, but he didn't expect to find Chong Yang sneaking into Li's mansion that night.

Li Yutang's fourth concubine was Chong Yang's ex-wife. She couldn't stand Chong Yang's bad gambling, so she remarried Li Yutang.

Chongyang is a nostalgic person, that night, Chongyang was about to come to see her, but he was caught by Zhang Jingyun before he saw her.

He still can't forget what Zhang Jingyun said, "You don't want Li Yutang to know that you came to meet your ex-wife tonight, do you?"

Chong Yang: "..."

Zhang Jingyun still admired him very much.

After all, he was responsible for killing half of the assassins in the Qing court, and Shen Zhongyang left with a complicated mood. He felt that he was on a thief ship, and he would never get off in this life.

.........

Arrive with the ship.

Queen Street is bustling again.

Although there was a sudden explosion, the rescuers rescued the people, and the evacuated people evacuated the people, and the patrolmen of all colors were very busy.

the other side.

More than 100 people with big braids took to the streets. From Queen Street to Furen Literary Society, the roofs and walls were all people from the Qing court.

Commander Yan Xiaoguo endured his grief and indignation, arranged killers, and then quietly waited for Mr. Sun to disembark from the pier, like a patient and experienced hunter.

"Mr. Sun is here!"

I don't know who yelled, and in an instant, the pier boiled up, and hundreds of progressives were waiting for this day.

Even just for a glance.

Zhang Jingyun twisted his body and easily squeezed into the crowd. His strength was extremely controlled, and he went in before the people who were squeezed could react.

Sun Wen got off the boat.

Looking at the long-lost Hong Kong Island, I feel very emotional.

"Sir, I feel that there are many hidden hands around me. I'm afraid they are not malicious. Can the people here on Hong Kong Island really be trusted?"

Beside Mr. Sun, a man said in a deep voice. He has thick eyebrows and broad nose, a blue face, a finger-length beard, and fierce eyes.

It is Du Xinwu, the hero from the North and the South.

Du Xinwu is the sole disciple of Master Xu Ai, the founder of Natural Gate, and the second-generation head of Natural Gate. He later joined the Tongmenghui and served as Mr. Sun's bodyguard.

"Jinsun said that he invited the number one martial artist in the world to protect me. If someone can assassinate me, it will be my fate."

Du Xinwu chuckled and said, "The best in the world. Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The best martial artist in the world is not afraid of flashing his tongue..."

It's too late, it's too soon.

Before Du Xinwu finished speaking, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and felt a strong wind blowing on his face. When he realized that someone was already standing in front of Mr. Sun.

The strength of the coming person is terrifying, unbelievable!
Du Xinwu's expression changed drastically: "Sir, be careful!"

In many years of traveling across the world, he had never seen such a magical skill. At this moment, even Du Xinwu was in awe, but Mr. Sun's face was calm.

"Junqing, it really is you."

Not long ago, the Jingwu Association was established and opened its door widely. Sun Wen made a preface for the Jingwu Association, and sent someone to send a plaque of the spirit of martial arts, and had contact with Zhang Jingyun.

"Sir, we meet again."

Zhang Jingyun's voice was ethereal, and to Du Xinwu's ears, it sounded like a clear spring under the forest, refreshing and refreshing. If he hadn't revealed his astonishing strength, Du Xinwu would have thought that he was an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary.

"Back to basics! Take it easy!"

Du Xinwu was secretly amazed, he was born in the natural sect, his movements have no beginning, the changes are without reason, the false and the real, and he is naturally the highest state of the natural sect.

Zhang Jingyun seems to have stepped into a higher level.

Let him not dare to speculate.

And this is the charm of Kung Fu.

Normally, he is aloof, but when it comes to showing off, he respects people as much as he respects gods. In Du Xinwu's heart, Zhang Jingyun is already a god-like figure.

"Du Xinwu, meet Huo Daxia!"

Du Xinwu bowed his head and worshiped. Under the influence of Mr. Sun, the ideas of democracy and freedom had been deeply rooted in his mind, but he still paid his respects according to the rules of the martial arts, as if this was the only way to express his respect for Zhang Jingyun.

"Du Xinwu, the hero from the North and the South, I've heard that you were a man who assassinated the Empress Dowager. You and I are both from the martial arts world, so there is no need to do this."

After Zhang Jingyun finished speaking, he extended his hand to guide Mr. Sun, "First go to Furen Literary Society from Queen Street. There will be twists and turns on the way, so don't panic."

"With you by my side, my heart is at ease."

Mr. Sun stepped forward, rustling like a shooting star, and then got into Deng Asi's rickshaw and headed towards Furen Wenshe at high speed.

"There are people ambushing on the roofs of the left and right streets!"

Du Xinwu reminded.

Zhang Jingyun said, "There are people ambushing not only the rooftops of the streets, but also the windows. I have killed hundreds of people before you came, and there are about half left."

Du Xinwu: "???"

Only then did he realize how determined the Qing court was. If he was the only one to protect Mr. Sun, he might not even be able to reach the Furen Wenshe.

As the rickshaw appeared in the killer's sight, people appeared in front of and behind the house in an instant, and the surrounding windows were all opened one by one.

It's a crossbow!
The strong bows and crossbows were aimed at the vehicles one after another. The hair on Du Xinwu's vest exploded, and he instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis.

If it wasn't for Zhang Jingyun's composure here, he would have carried Mr. Sun into the alley, who could stop so many crossbows?

Snapped!clap clap!clap clap clap!

The crossbow arrows were not shot, but the sound of gunfire suddenly sounded. Du Xinwu felt that gunfire was being fired from all directions, crackling, like it was New Year's Eve.

Wait until he looks up again.

I saw strong bows and crossbows falling to the ground one after another, and then one by one Qing court killers either died on the roof or behind the window.

This is Zhang Jingyun's second wave of gifts to the Qing court. Yan Xiaoguo is too extreme, he refuses to accept advanced Western ideas, and he also refuses to accept muskets.

He would rather shoot Mr. Sun on the road with a bow and crossbow, but one of his subordinates was enlightened. He contacted a gambling snitch and threatened him to go to the police station to steal a gun and shoot Mr. Sun.

That snitch was Chong Yang.

Zhongyang happily reported to Zhang Jingyun that Zhang Jingyun instructed Zhongyang to ask for more money, and then lied about stealing the gun and asked the person to meet to deliver the gun.

Zhang Jingyun buried the man.

Yan Xiaoguo's men wanted someone to steal a gun and assassinate him.

Zhang Jingyun did as he wished.

Yan Xiaoguo brought twelve experts from the Qing court, four were killed by explosives, one was buried alive by him, and now there are seven left.

And this round of elites of the Qing court who were killed by muskets, there were 40 people, and nearly [-] people were lost. Yan Xiaoguo only had about [-] people left.

At this time, Deng Asi slowed down.

There were several people standing at each alley entrance ahead, looking at Deng Asi's rickshaw with indifferent expressions, as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Is it finally time to start!"

Zhang Jingyun saw a person, Yan Xiaoguo.

Yan Xiaoguo never imagined that his meticulously planned and perfect Duolun assassination plan turned out to be Calabash Baby saving Grandpa, and was defeated one by one by the other party.

More and more people died, and Yan Xiaoguo couldn't bear it anymore. Following his order, the remaining 130 Qing court elites appeared in the streets and alleys.

Surround the rickshaw tightly.

The decisive battle begins in an unexpected place.

"I thought you could make it to Furen Literary Society, but I didn't expect you to be worse than I thought. So you can't help but jump over the wall?"

Zhang Jingyun stood in front of Yan Xiaoguo.

Yan Xiaoguo has a dark face and a sword in his arms. When the sword is unsheathed, he will drink the enemy's blood. He regards this sword as equally precious as the money braid on the back of his head.

"Which of you blew up the shops on Queen Street?" Yan Xiaoguo looked at Zhang Jingyun and then at Du Xinwu.

"It's me!" Zhang Jingyun said honestly.

"Then you go and bury them with them!"

Yan Xiao's national treasure sword was unsheathed. The sword technique he used was the Shaolin sword technique Five Tigers Broken Door Sword. It was strong and powerful and had the courage that ten thousand men could not match.

The Five Tigers Broken Door Knife is not a popular product in the novel, it is Shaolin's advanced sword technique, just like Yan Xiaoguo's iron ox plowing the ground.

It's more ruthless than a mad cow.

"Is this the limit? You have used all your strength, and I have just exerted it!" Zhang Jingyun instantly turned the golden bell cover of the thirteen Taibao horizontal training.

Yan Xiaoguo's precious sword that cut iron like mud left only a golden mark on his body. The shocking scene shocked Yan Xiaoguo.

"You have reached that realm?"

Yan Xiaoguo is a well-informed master in the Qing court, so he naturally knows that Zhang Jingyun's kung fu has surpassed the ordinary category, and he is magical and profound.

You must not deal with such a person alone. He waved his hand, and dozens of people gathered around him, holding strange weapons with unknown names.

At this time he suddenly reacted.

"Two and a half years ago, you were the one who killed the Queen Mother of the West in Huai County and then crossed the river in front of thousands of officers and soldiers. Who are you?"

"My surname is Huo, and my name is Yuanjia!"

"Huo Yuanjia? It turned out to be you! God is so pitiful, let me find the traitor who killed the Empress Dowager, and my subordinates will avenge the Empress Dowager and the Emperor today!

Give up assassinating Sun Wen.

Join forces to surround and kill the traitor Huo Yuanjia! "

The Qing court had been searching for the culprit for two years. Now standing in front of him, Yan Xiaoguo determined that killing Zhang Jingyun was more important than killing Sun Wen!
Hundreds of elites from the Qing court and seven top internal experts formed a confrontation with Yan Xiaoguo, vowing to surround and kill Zhang Jingyun on the spot.

Zhang Jingyun looked at Du Xinwu, "Time is running out, leave this to us, you can take Mr. Sun and go as planned."

Du Xinwu nodded and followed Deng Asi away. At the same time, the elites of the Qing court were finally ready to attack Zhang Jingyun.

"Want to kill the president? Do you think we don't exist?" Several figures fell down, including Cheng Tinghua and other northern masters and Fang Tian and other Hong Kong island masters.

"I see that you have a bit of Baguazhang skill, let me show you!" Cheng Tinghua greeted a master who is good at Baguazhang.

This person's Baguazhang originated from King Duan. His origin can be traced back to Mr. Dong Haichuan, the master of Baguazhang. He taught Baguazhang to many people in the palace.

But the only true biography is Yin Fu and Cheng Tinghua.

Cheng Tinghua made a move, and the others were not idle either. Li Shuwen, Sun Lutang, and Li Cunyi all used thunderous means to fight against the top experts.

"When did so many martial arts masters come to Hong Kong Island?" Yan Xiaoguo's face changed, Zhang Jingyun actually had so many helpers.

Judging from the number of moves, they are all in the northern martial arts style. How could the northern masters gather in Hong Kong Island?Not only the northern martial arts masters, but also those commoner men, and even a giant, are also good.

Fang Tian took the remaining [-] or so veterans of the theater troupe and got entangled with the elite of the Qing court. The giant Wang Fuming appeared in the crowd like a god of war.

With one push and one sweep, several killers fell down.

Several assassins of the Qing court looked at each other and dispersed, holding short daggers and taking advantage of their short stature to assassinate Wang Fuming from a hidden corner.

Or the waist, or the spine...

However, when the daggers of the crowd pierced Wang Fuming's body, there was only a clanging sound, and the giant was actually wearing armor under his clothes.

Qing court killer: "..."

Wang Fuming was holding a five-foot-long broadsword. It was Zhang Jingyun who lent him the cleaver knife. Wang Fuming held it in his hand like a watermelon knife, killing everyone in all directions.

As for Zhang Jingyun, he spent a lot of money to redeem the heirloom iron fan, take care of his hair, put on a robe, and arranged Liu Yubai to the most dangerous place.

Zheng was squatting alone at the door of Sun's mansion.

Because the stand-in would end up going to Sun's Mansion, theoretically, it was indeed the most dangerous place, but if the Qing court killer couldn't get there, it would be useless.

Turn around and look at Zhang Jingyun again.

Even the seven elites of the Qing court were not enough points for Li Shuwen and others, and Fang Tian, ​​Wang Fuming and others pulled nearly half of the 130 elites of the Qing court.

At this point, Yan Xiaoguo could only mobilize more than fifty people to surround and kill Zhang Jingyun. Zhang Jingyun didn't even think of using a gun and could deal with these people with his hands.

Zhang Jingyun bullied himself up.

He struck out with the force of thunder, his feet felt like stepping on the wind, as if a fairy had arrived, and he started fighting with Yan Xiaoguo and others in an instant.

Fists and palms interlaced, swords and swords.

During the stalemate, no one could get out, the Qing court used all its best methods, and Zhang Jingyun was surrounded by blood mist without making a fuss.

Dozens of Qing court elites came and went, half of them were killed by Zhang Jingyun, and even the leader Yan Xiaoguo was hit by a palm.

"what!"

There was a clear palm print on Yan Xiaoguo's chest, and the sinking of the palm print had already shattered his heart, Yan Xiaoguo roared angrily and raised his breath - Zhan Ma Dao!

He wanted to chop Zhang Jingyun under the sword.

Assaulting fiercely, running forward and backward, suddenly advancing and retreating, the sunken palm print on Yan Xiaoguo's chest slowly swelled and recovered, like a living dragon, like a living tiger.

Cut off the door with a knife, and seize the silver flowers in an emergency!

Zhang Jingyun's face was flushed, and he was practicing magic skills horizontally, and he felt a little pressure. Yan Xiaoguo didn't know what secret technique he used, as if his vitality was burned.

Seeing Yan Xiaoguo's desperate efforts, the remaining elites of the Qing court used unknown strange weapons one after another, using sharp iron hooks at the top to break his horizontal training skills.

A strange weapon, a master of breaking.

In Jianghu, it's not that the weirder the weapon, the faster it will die. Some strange weapons are specially developed to deal with masters.

This strange weapon with iron chain and silver hook is a kind of weapon, which is designed to break the body and consume one's vitality. No matter how strong a master is, after such torture, he will hate Jiuquan.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jingyun is a miracle!
The gods have transformed into the mysterious, and have incredible power. Zhang Jingyun's body is covered with iron ropes, and the silver hooks cannot break his body. Zhang Jingyun is shaking with strength.

The iron ropes and silver hooks collapsed one after another!

Zhang Jingyun's clothes were swaying, his black hair was dancing, and his eyes were as calm as ever. He took one step forward and came to Yan Xiaoguo.

Gently slap your palm.

Yan Xiaoguo's broad chest rumbled, but he still didn't die. Zhang Jingyun slapped several palms, and the sound was like a hammer and a drum.

Looking at the burst chest, Yan Xiaoguo was very calm, "Rebel, God has no eyes, let you reach this level of supernatural transformation.

It's a pity that you still missed it. There are still 50 people who were ordered to hide near the Sun Mansion. At this moment, there... it should be over..."

Zhang Jingyun remained silent.

"My emperor is in the north, so don't let me die facing the south. I have...repaid...the emperor's favor!" Yan Xiaoguo kowtowed to the north, and then he bled to death from his seven orifices.

"Liu Yubai..."

Zhang Jingyun whispered, he was not worried about Mr. Sun, because the real Mr. Sun would not go to Sun's residence, only the fake one would go to Sun's residence to visit relatives as planned.

The only thing he was worried about was Liu Yubai.

"I gonna go see…"

There are Li Shuwen, Sun Lutang and others on the Queen Street side. Even if I, the King of Heaven, come over, I can't turn the tables. Liu Yubai is a bit surprised.

There was an unplanned fight.

Zhang Jingyun performed lightness kung fu and quickly arrived in front of Sun's residence, only to see Liu Yu dancing with a white iron fan, as graceful as 18 years ago, with a free and easy smile on his slightly sad face.

Liu Yubai stood proudly on the bridge pillar.

One fan per person, and the magnanimity of being the best in the world, the deep eyes, and the unruly and unrepentant attitude made dozens of killers stand in awe and did not dare to step forward.

Zhang Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Yubai was slightly injured, but not dead. After this battle, he seemed to have undergone certain changes.

Just as he was about to step forward, a slovenly beggar suddenly came in from afar and approached at an alarming speed. He stood in front of Liu Yubai with a penetrating gaze.

"Master!" Liu Yubai had tears in his eyes.

"Su Can?" Zhang Jingyun whispered.

The slovenly beggar suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Jingyun, and smiled freely. It was actually the old beggar that Zhang Jingyun saw when he arrived in Yangcheng.

Two beggars, two generations of martial arts champions.

Liu Yubai left with Su Can. After he left, he would definitely fly into the sky when he came back. Maybe there will be another magician in the world.

Zhang Jingyun underestimated the world.

He is not the only supernatural transformation, at least Su Can is, maybe in the future, Sun Lutang, Li Shuwen, Cheng Tinghua and others can also reach this level.

Another two and a half years passed.

It was 1905, and the Qing Dynasty fell.

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