Genius commoner

Chapter 1113 Zhao Jianghao

Song Guangshi fell to the ground with a bang, blood spurting from the front and rear wounds!
Song Guangshi, known as the leader of Siye, died just like this. The rain slapped his face, his cheeks were cold and his hands and feet were cold, but the unwillingness and surprise in his eyes could not be dissipated. Song Guangshi thought of many ways to die, and every kind They are all beautiful and beautiful, and they are dying. They never thought about how to die tonight. They capsized in the gutter and died under Tang Xueyi's knife.

It was still in the presence of Master Xingyun, which greatly stimulated him, but no matter how many thoughts and emotions, the light in his eyes faded away, and disappeared without a trace. The last silhouette in his eyes was Tang With Xue Yi's indifferent and calm eyes, despite the wind, rain and pain, it is difficult to erase his determination to not give up until he reaches his goal.

Hei Yue's eyes also widened invisibly, looking at this scene in disbelief, why did she never expect that Song Guangshi would be killed?
Looking at the standing Tang Xueyi, she was in a trance: Who is this person?
"President!"

"President!!"

Pausing for a few seconds, the Wulianhui gang members reacted from Song Guangshi's violent death and roared hysterically. At the same time, two masters of the Song family who rushed over pulled out their daggers and rushed towards the injured Tang Xueyi. Tang Xueyi let out a snort, reacting from the pain on his back like a revived dinosaur.

Facing the two masters of the Song family rushing towards him, Tang Xueyi twisted his neck and moved!The bamboo knife that stabbed Song Guangshi to death in his hand turned, as if full of spirituality, it swept towards the two of them, the light of the knife that could be attacked and defended turned into a shadow, and the two enemies who attacked with the knife held their heads high, full of killing intent , followed by waving his right hand, the rays of light staggered, and the figures merged.

The sound of drinking is like thunderbolt, the light of the knife is like lightning, even if there is no rain, it is so bright and so fast!

With a flash of the knife, the three of them passed by in dislocation, and the two masters of the Song family flew up like flowing clouds, but when they landed, they flew down slowly like leaves.

Accompanied by strands of blood.

A bright red drop of blood suddenly appeared on their wrists, and just as the blood seeped out, it suddenly turned into a line again. The bright red line of blood flowed down from their wrists along the joints. The originally thin line suddenly turned into a thin line. Thick, thicker and thicker, and finally broke, blood suddenly splashed out from the middle, and the hands of the two holding the knife were broken.

With a scream, the two powerful enemies bowed their heads and retreated. Enduring the pain in his back, Tang Xueyi swung the bamboo knife again, and the two men fell back flying with blood on their skirts. Although they tried their best to retreat, Tang Xueyi's knife tip still Cut their chests, although they would not die, but the two were no longer able to fight, fell to the ground and couldn't stop rolling.

This is too overbearing!
Hei Yue and the others were astonished. Tang Xueyi, who was injured by Master Xingyun, still severely injured two masters of the Song family with one move. Even Master Xingyun was surprised, only Tang Xueyi knew it in his heart, and almost fully One blow, but he didn't even have a breath, and he jumped again, rushing past five or six bodyguards of the Song family, turning his back on his back,

Tang Xueyi rushed to the old man in gray, let out a drink, flicked his wrist, and directly confronted Master Xingyun.

Hei Yue yelled out a sentence that even she didn't believe: "Master, be careful!"

Her subconscious mind has already regarded Tang Xueyi as a terrible enemy.

The footsteps moved, and the distance between the two sides kept getting closer. When Master Xingyun was only three meters away from him, Tang Xueyi's right hand shook slightly, and the bamboo knife immediately turned into a dozen sharp knife shadows, covering the opponent. Before vomiting, Xingyun took half a step forward, stretched out his left hand and drew a half circle, and then cut the space between the two of them with his palm.

Such a simple pat gave everyone who witnessed the process a very weird but flawless feeling.

Tang Xueyi felt that this palm gathered the power of Master Xingyun, but it seemed light and powerless and unpredictable. The contradiction was so difficult to explain. Sweat oozes from Tang Xueyi's forehead. He saw every detail of Master Xingyun clearly, but he still felt The whole process is natural, without beginning and without end, just like the movement of stars day and night in the sky.

There has never been a beginning, let alone an end, like a bird trail and a fish fall, leaving no trace.

What made his gaze even more concentrated was that when Master Xingyun slapped the palm on the empty space, the murderous aura on Tang Xueyi's body was instantly sucked away, and all that was left with the overwhelming vigor was the shadow of the blade, which could no longer pose any threat to Master Xingyun. Lethality, the gray-clothed old man who kicked two opponents away looked sideways, and he could see that this step blocked Tang Xueyi's attack.

The timing and location are perfectly balanced.

Tang Xueyi's bamboo knife finally collided with Xingyun's palm, and with a loud noise, the bamboo knife fell out of his hand and pierced into the ground. Tang Xueyi also flung four or five meters out, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Old Huang! Let's go!"

But Tang Xueyi still didn't stagnate, turned over, and directly blasted a knee. Master Xingyun also lifted his right knee, knee to knee, and the two knees collided in the air, making a dull sound. As if two pieces of metal collided, Tang Xueyi involuntarily took four steps back, but Master Xingyun also swayed.

Master Xingyun habitually left [-]% of his strength in his shots, but he still didn't expect that the opponent's collision was comparable to his own, and it was Tang Xueyi who was already injured, so even though the latter killed Song Guangshi, his old face still slashed. There was a hint of approval, and then he stretched out his palm and patted Tang Xueyi's chest, unhurriedly but hard to resist.

Facing Master Xingyun's palm, Tang Xueyi punched it directly.

He is a rock that can only be destroyed, not defeated.

Whether it was the gray-clothed old man, the dozens of killers, or Hei Yue and the others, they all heard the piercing sound that resounded through the body and mind, and even the ear-piercing sound could not be concealed. Finally, before Master Xingyun's palm slapped his chest, his fist almost hit Master Xingyun's chest halfway, and the rain splashed all over his fist.

Master Xingyun sighed, and rarely withdrew his palm to block Tang Xueyi's fist.

With a deafening sound, a terrifying fist hit the palm, this fist contained Tang Xueyi's last strength.

Master Xingyun frowned, and he was knocked back by the huge impact. The lethality of Tang Xueyi's fist was beyond his imagination.

It's just that Master Xingyun took two steps back and frowned slightly, but he quickly stabilized his body and mind, pressed a little force in his palm, and directly pressed Tang Xueyi's fist back, hitting Tang Xueyi right in the middle. Clothed thick chest, bang!When the clothes were torn, Tang Xueyi flew out and knocked over four bodyguards of the Song family.

Before the members of Wulianhui swung their knives at Tang Xueyi, Mr. Huang swung his hands and swung the sharp knives again and again, beheading several people to the ground. The Vegetarian Restaurant rushed over, and a dozen killers moved their steps with a tacit understanding, and attacked the gang members of the Wulian Society half a beat first, to clear the way for Huang Lao and the injured Tang Xueyi.

At the same time, another group of killers blocked Master Xingyun, shooting white objects out of their hands, causing Long Street to squint in smoke.

Several people rushed to Heiyue to surround Wei and save Zhao.

Master Xingyun walked forward slowly, overthrew a dozen killers in an instant, and when he was about to pursue Tang Xueyi and Huang Lao, he saw Hei Yue in danger.

He sighed softly and muttered, "It's a sin."

Raising his hand, four Buddhist beads flew out, and the four who rushed towards Heiyue fell to the ground with a muffled groan, and when they turned their heads, they were nowhere to be seen Huanglao and the others.

Fifteen minutes later, at the base camp of Ye Gong, Ye Zixuan was sitting in the multi-purpose hall, Shen Wanqian, Bai Qiuhua, and Kong Xiaohan were all present, the screen in front of everyone was turned on, and there were more than a dozen pictures on it, which were Tang Xueyi's bloody battle Bai Qiuhua pointed at the picture with a red pen: "Let me tell you the good news first, Song Guangshi is dead."

Shen Wanqian picked up the tea, took a sip, and smiled brightly: "Well done, this guy died, and the Wulianhui and even Siye will be in chaos. Not to mention that we can live a stable life for a few days, even the mainland officials can do it." The whistle is blowing, Song Guangshi is the manipulator of Siye's black gold politics, he is dead, and the two major parties will fight each other again."

Ye Zixuan stared at the screen and said: "The scene was very tragic, and we also died a lot of people."

Shen Wanqian patted Ye Zixuan on the shoulder: "To achieve great things, there will inevitably be sacrifices, and I believe that half of Huang Lao and Tang Xueyi can come back."

"Young Master Shen, you are optimistic."

Bai Qiuhua's pretty face flashed a trace of solemnity, and he took the topic softly: "According to the original plan, we can indeed return at least half of the people, but this time, luck is not very good, Master Xingyun and a few disciples are also at the scene. Song Guangshi was killed, but both Huang Lao and Tang Xueyi were seriously injured, and the accompanying brothers suffered heavy casualties."

Ye Zixuan and Shen Wanqian sat up straight almost at the same time: "What? Is Xingyun here?"

Both of them smelled bad breath.

Bai Qiuhua said all the news he received: "Yes, Xingyun went to Yebei with a few disciples and grandchildren, and met Song Guangshi for dinner in a low-key manner. Tang Xueyi and the others thought they were in charge at first, so they didn't change their plan. The first battle was very tragic, and Tang Xueyi stabbed Song Guangshi to death because he wanted to die together."

Ye Zixuan said in a low voice: "How are they doing now?"

When Shen Wanqian asked with similar eyes, Bai Qiuhua added another sentence: "Huang Lao and Tang Xueyi finally escaped from the scene through the side door of the vegetarian restaurant, but the other brothers did not follow them out, in order to cover their evacuation , dozens of brothers forcibly resisted the siege of the Wulianhui, and Master Xingyun's thunderous attack."

Shen Wanqian looked angry: "Damn! There are so many people, I will transfer another 300 people."

Ye Zixuan shook his head lightly and said: "Young Master Ye, now is not the time for a bloody battle, the most urgent thing is to get Huang Lao and Tang Xueyi out, the two of them are seriously injured, and Song Guangshi's sudden death, we must not be able to evacuate according to the original plan, Although we still have more than a dozen spies over there, we can only cover them carefully, not forcefully."

"You're right, you should take them out."

Shen Wanqian opened the fan with a snap, and shook it a few times: "But you and I have no foundation over there, so it's a bit difficult to save people."

Ye Zixuan looked at Bai Qiuhua and said, "Can Gao Shanjun help?"

Bai Qiuhua shook his head: "He can provide information, but he can't help cover it. He is surrounded by the backbone of the Wulian Association, and if he is not careful, he will be discovered."

"It's a pity that I have no friendship with the Lu family in Tangzhou North."

Shen Wanqian suddenly sighed with regret: "Otherwise, I can use his hand to bring Huang Lao and the others back."

Ye Zixuan was slightly taken aback: "Tangzhou Beilu's family?"

"Lu Yunxuan, the godfather of the Northern Dragons of Tangzhou, will return to Siye in a few days to sacrifice his mother."

When Ye Zixuan turned on his phone to check emails and photos, Shen Wanqian added: "Because Siye had nearly a million idle veterans at that time, the Lu family had inexhaustible capital to fight for the world, and he only spent 12 years Time has piled up the glory of the Lu family in the north of Tangzhou, becoming the godfather of the dragon people who is not in the world but can not be shaken."

"He's just like the Pope, whoever is the leader of the Dragon Race must go to see him and get his nod and approval before he can secure his position."

"Old man Lu passed away more than ten years ago. Now Lu Yunxuan is the master of the house. His righteousness is thin, his methods are extraordinary, and his prestige and family fortune are better than his father."

"I heard that he is very loyal, but it's a pity that I don't have friendship with him. Otherwise, it would be absolutely no problem for him to help bring the two out."

Shen Wanqian waved his white fan and said with a smile: "Or we can go to visit him, once acquainted with each other, and he doesn't get along with Song Guangshi, dead, fulfilling our wish."

"We have no friendship with Lu Yunxuan."

Ye Zixuan zoomed in on a photo, stared at a person and said with a smile: "But this favor, the Lu family will not refuse."

Zhao Jianghao.

(End of this chapter)