Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

One of them glanced at Wu Feng, and said in jerky Chinese: "The Han dog is here to seek death!" The other two laughed in response, doing their best to insult.

A cold light flashed, the laughter of the three people stopped abruptly, and the head rolled down from the neck with a "gruff" sound. After a long while, the three headless corpses knelt down with a "gruff" sound, blood splattering.

This scene caused passers-by to scream in shock, and quickly fled here. The doors were closed, and the street immediately fell silent.

In the shed not far away, more than a dozen big men from Shiwei who were present stood up abruptly. They walked closer to see the heads of the three people, and immediately shouted loudly at each other, obviously recognizing the identities of the three people.

One of them took a step forward, and his tone was obviously extremely apprehensive, and he asked in strangely pronounced Chinese: "Who are you, and why do you want to kill the three evil spirits of Heishui?"

Wu Feng's expression was indifferent, "What reason does this deity need to kill someone? As for who I am, it's not because the God of War on your prairie invited me here."

The big man in the room Wei took a step back suddenly, the two were fighting, and even the tone of his voice changed, "Forgive me, Feng Zun, we didn't know it was your old man who came in person, these three people offended you, they really deserve to die!"

The expression on Wu Feng's face was half a smile, and he waved his hands, "Hey, I have experienced the hospitality custom on your grassland. Do you know where the biggest restaurant is here, and lead the way for this deity."

Shi Wei said in his heart, if you are a guest, you must be the most vicious guest. Unfortunately, the three evil spirits of Heishui are full of viciousness and have a great reputation for viciousness. They offended even more vicious people, and their head was chopped off.

On the surface, he would never dare to be so disrespectful,

Hastily led the horse to lead the way, "The villain will lead the way for Venerable Feng, please!"

He and his companion explained a few words in Turkic, and then passed by a dumbfounded companion and walked in front of them to guide them. Only when the figures of the two of them disappeared completely, did the other people on the field yell like they had just woken up from a dream, and dispersed .

Chapter 75

This big man named Wei called himself Du Le Gu, he was quick-witted and also interested in ingratiating himself, he introduced the customs of this place to Wu Feng along the way, and analyzed the current distribution of power in Tongwan City, he was also very organized.

Not long after, the two came to a tall restaurant in the city, and saw a continuous stream of people coming and going, most of them were warriors from all over the country, including those outside the Central Plains.

Wu Feng was about to step into the restaurant when he suddenly stopped and asked Du Legu, "Who are they?"

His voice was completely undisguised, and the three white-clothed men and women who had just walked out of the restaurant stopped in their tracks. Perhaps they heard his Chinese, and all of them looked angry, following his reputation.

All three of them are imposing, wearing plain white warrior uniforms, turbans, belts, and leather boots are all exquisite white, as far as Wu Feng knows, only Korean warriors love to dress like this.

One of the girls, who was wearing a bamboo hat and a light veil on her face, turned around and said in a cold voice, "It doesn't matter who we are, but your Excellency has obviously forgotten the principle of not meddling with other people's business."

The footsteps of the two men behind her moved slightly, and the three of them stood upright, showing a good coordination.

Both of them were tall and tall, one of them had a rough appearance and looked about 30 years old, with two short halberds about three feet long crossed on his back, and two thick and powerful palms grasped the handles of the halberds.The other person was younger, handsome, and dressed similarly to the girl in the bamboo hat, and obviously had a close relationship. He was looking at Wu Feng unkindly at this time.

Du Legu naturally knew who was easy to provoke and who was not. Hearing this, he lowered his eyes on the three of them for a moment, bowed and said, "So that Feng Zun can know, the villain only recognizes that woman, and she is the master Yijian of Gaoli." Fu Junqiang, the high apprentice of Cailin."

When the three of them heard that the seemingly ill-intentioned man in front of them was Feng Zun, who was recently famous in the prairie, their expressions became tense, and each of them was on guard.

Wu Feng glanced over the three of them, focusing on the oldest rough-faced man, and said softly, "You are Han Chao'an!"

Du Legu was stunned, and then looked at this person with hatred in his eyes.

There are three leaders of horse thieves on the grassland, one is the wolf thief Hu Yanjin, the other is the sand thief Shen Moheng, and the other is Han Chaoan from Korea.

These horse thieves all have backgrounds, and are inextricably linked with the rulers of various forces, but on the surface, any tribal people regard them as enemies.

The rough-faced man hesitated for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Hello, Feng Zun, it's Han. I've heard of Feng Zun's name for a long time. When I saw it today, it's really extraordinary and heartbreaking."

His attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, his demeanor was not like that of a horse thief who killed people and robbed money, but rather like a well-connected businessman.

Wu Feng nodded and said, "It's just you, so as not to kill the wrong person."

Wu Feng's words changed the expressions of the three people on the opposite side, and the sound of "Qing Qiang Qiang" was heard continuously. Han Chao'an's two halberds were in his hands, and he became more courageous. Han has a head on this necklace."

The handsome young man behind him said coldly: "Your Excellency has already provoked Wu Zun Bixuan, do you want to make an enemy of Master Yijian? Is it possible that all Han people are as arrogant as Your Excellency?"

Although his Chinese has an obvious foreign accent, his vocabulary is precise, and he has obviously studied the Central Plains culture hard.

Wu Feng put his hands behind his back and said, "I'm not arrogant, but I'm afraid you won't see that day."

Fu Junqiang, the woman in white, snorted coldly when she heard the words, "I really don't know why Eldest Sister didn't kill those two boys. I heard that you became brothers with them. You are really the same bird."

Wu Feng glanced at Fu Junqiang, "You should be grateful for Fu Junqiang's choice at the beginning. For Xiaozhong Xiaoling's sake, I will spare your life later."

He turned to Han Chaoan and said calmly: "Huyanjin and Shenmoheng have both returned to the west, wouldn't it be lonely to leave you alone?"

"What?!" Han Chaoan's face changed drastically, "Shen Moheng is also dead?"

As soon as the words fell, his body suddenly rushed forward, and the short halberds in both hands aroused a fierce wind, and slashed towards Wu Feng's head.

At the same time, Fu Junqiang's long sword and the handsome man's long and short blades were unsheathed at the same time, attacking him in three directions.

Wu Feng smiled, and his figure suddenly flew forward, grasping the top of the short halberd with both palms under Han Chao'an's incredulous gaze, making a sharp metallic sound, his arms staggered violently, and the two short halberds came out of nowhere Han Chaoan flew out of his hand, and two bolts of lightning flashed in the air, shooting to the left and right respectively.

The short halberd flitted across the air as if it had eyes. The long sword in Fu Junqiang's hand was blown away by the short halberd, and he vomited blood and fell backward as if he was not under any force.

The handsome man snorted, looked at the short halberd on his chest in disbelief, took a few steps back, and fell with his head up.

All of this happened in a blink of an eye. Han Chaoan still had extreme fear and distortion on his face. He seemed to be about to speak, but a flawless hand had already patted his forehead.

Han Chaoan plummeted from the air, kneeling on the ground suddenly, suddenly white sticky brain blood flowed out from the seven orifices, and he died when his head tilted.

Fu Junqiang was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were absent-minded, and his expression was stunned. Suddenly, he let out a scream, and his eyes showed a look of incomparable hatred and hatred. He said word by word: "Today's gift, we and the rest of the people will definitely remember it in our hearts." The body trembled violently, But he didn't do it again.

Wu Feng couldn't help but think highly of her. If this woman doesn't know good from bad, he doesn't mind being a ruthless person. As for Xiao Zhong Xiaoling's opinion, he has already given this woman a chance. If she wants to die, No one can save it.

Tears dripped from the corners of Fu Junqiang's eyes. She came to the side of the handsome man, picked up his body with both hands, and walked towards the city gate.

Wu Feng said calmly behind her: "Tell Fu Cailin that the deity is waiting for him in Chang'an." Fu Junqiang's delicate body trembled, and he left the place without looking back.

The restaurant was completely silent, if it wasn't for Han Chaoan's body still kneeling on the street, everyone seemed to have just experienced a nightmare.

The cancerous tumor on the prairie, the leader of the three horse thieves gang, just died like this?And the one who eradicated this cancer was none other than Wu Feng, who has been well-known on the prairie recently.

The soles of Du Legu's feet were weak, the short distance from the city gate to here, the other party had already slaughtered five people like chopping vegetables and melons, and these five people were all well-known masters, but they were all under the hands of Feng Zun in front of him.

It wasn't until Wu Feng took a look at him that Du Le Gu just shivered as if he had just woken up from a dream, and rushed into the restaurant to arrange the most comfortable room for Venerable Feng, and waited on him respectfully and fearfully.

Wu Feng glanced at him, "You can go." Only then did he leave the restaurant with his hands clapped like an amnesty.

It's a pity that he was able to run away, and everyone who had already stayed in the restaurant complained from the bottom of their hearts. Fortunately, this evil spirit went upstairs without any other intentions, so he was relieved.

When Wu Feng's back disappeared at the top of the stairs, the lobby of the restaurant became lively with a bang. Many people talked vividly about the battle just now, and some even heatedly discussed the upcoming decisive battle.

Although they had heard of Feng Zun's name for a long time, it was only at this moment that they realized how powerful and domineering this person is.

Chapter 76

In metropolises like Chang'an and Luoyang, they are relatively slow to the subtle changes of the seasons, but in Tongwan City, because it is closely related to the prairie, it reflects the changes in the natural climate without omission.She is like a flat boat in the rolling green sea, making the boat riders feel the vitality of spring.

On a bright spring morning, Wu Feng was sitting on a luxurious big bed in a separate wing of the restaurant. From here, through the window next to him, he could just see half of Tongwan City.

In the early morning, Tongwan City exudes its unique grassland customs and customs. The market below has opened for some time, and there is a lot of traffic downstairs, shouting and bargaining with accents of various ethnic groups, so that it can feel here. Liveliness and vitality.

No matter where, for the people living at the bottom of the society, the rivers and lakes have always been a very distant thing, and only the arrival of war will break their peaceful life, bring disaster and parting.

Since Wu Feng came to this world, he naturally wanted to solve this problem once and for all. He will truly realize the unification of the two sides.

To this end, it is worth paying a little sacrifice.

There was a clear knock on the door.

Wu Feng said loudly: "It's not easy to talk about a friend coming from afar. Honorable guests, please come in."

The door opened as soon as the door was pushed, and before anyone arrived, a gust of saber energy burst out, rushing towards the bullfighting, like the might of heaven.

Wu Feng let out a long laugh: "Good saber!" He raised his hand and slashed in the void, there was no grandiose momentum, nor a contest of will, the two most supreme and strongest saber intentions exchanged silently in the air, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt in the dark Looting, disappearing into nothingness.

The footsteps stopped, and it sounded again.

When people step into the room, the first thing that attracts people's attention is his majestic, well-proportioned and graceful figure. Tie into a bun.

A handsome face without any blemishes, a pair of shining gem-like eyes under the thick and clear eyebrows, with high spirits, and a broad forehead showing wisdom beyond ordinary people, there is a hidden in the quietness that can impress anyone. There is a melancholy expression, but it makes people feel that the emotion is deep and elusive.

"Song is delighted to see Liexin, please don't be offended by Feng Zun." The visitor surrendered his power and had an outstanding demeanor, showing his aristocratic demeanor of a powerful family and the demeanor of a Confucian scholar.

There are absolutely not many people in the world with such a magnanimity, and there is only one person in the world who possesses such a level of swordsmanship. This person is the master of the generation who has dominated the south of the Five Ridges for 30 years and has made countless warriors in the world daunted, "Heavenly Sword" Song Que.

Behind him, Lu Miaozi and Song Shidao followed closely into the house. Lu Miaozi twirled his beard and smiled, "When I came to the grassland, I heard about the great deeds that Venerable Feng has done. It really made me and other Han people proud."

"Wu is not very happy to meet the two most outstanding figures in the world, Lord Song and Master Lu. Please sit down." Wu Feng stretched out his hand and invited the three of them to sit at a square table in the living room, but only Song Que Sitting down with Lu Miaozi, Song Shidao stood behind his father with his hands behind his back, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

After everyone was seated, Wu Feng looked carefully at Song Que. This was also the first time he had seen the top master figure in the world.

This person is like a knife, a peerless heavenly knife that shows its sharpness but restrains its momentum. Such a contradictory scene is perfectly and harmoniously combined on one person, showing an extraordinary and refined spiritual realm.

"I can see the Lord of Song Dynasty today, so that Wu can truly understand the truth of how the sky is high and the martial arts are geometric."

Nine is the ultimate number, nine layers, not only the nine heavens, but endless, representing the profound truth of the infinitely long journey of martial arts.

"The Tao is endless but the manpower is limited. Can Venerable Feng tell me, is there anyone in this world who can kill thousands of warriors alone with mere physical strength?" Song Que's gaze was sharp as a knife, and he shot at Wu Feng.

With his insight and eyesight, he can naturally distinguish many things that others cannot see, and there are very few things in this world that can make him care about moving.

"Why not!" Wu Feng smiled slightly, stretched out a palm, and grabbed it with five fingers in the air. A clear and audible explosion sounded in the room. The next moment, a gust of wind rose suddenly, and wisps of electric current flowed on the palm of his hand. Convergence, finally forming a purple lightning ball with electric light flashing.

The three people present were terrified and moved, using their mortal bodies to drive the thunder and lightning divine power. If they were not here in person, they almost thought they were in a myth and legend.

I only heard Wu Feng leisurely said: "There are three thousand ways, all of which can be proved. Martial arts is only one of them. Although there are countless intelligent people in this world who can climb the peak by this, but if there is no great opportunity, perseverance and talent The rest of the people turned into a handful of loess in the end."

He slowed down, and waited until the three people on the field seemed to digest for a while, then continued: "Wu chooses multiple paths simultaneously, and is not limited to the so-called sects, concepts, and systems. It is all-encompassing and accommodates hundreds of schools. Borrowing the wisdom of the predecessors, absorbing the shining points of other people's martial arts. Because I have seen a lot, I have a wide range of knowledge, and I am not easily influenced by other people's ideas. I take the essence and discard the dross. Please tell me."

There is no profound truth in these words, but they are easy to understand but contain great courage and great wisdom, which are deafening and thought-provoking.

Song Que laughed out loud, but if he just accepted Wu Feng's words and bowed his head, he would have underestimated this "Heavenly Sword" who has been famous for decades, and only heard him say calmly: " Feng Zun realized this ladder to the sky from his own perception, which reminded Song Que of Zhuang Zhou's inner chapter "Xiaoyaoyou", whose back is like Mount Tai, and wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. Yunqi, the Kunpeng divine bird that bears the blue sky. Although Song Que lacks the ability to go back and forth between the sky and the earth, but jumping between the branches, he also feels the joy of being free and free, what do you think?"

What he said is not to admit that his skills are inferior to others, but that although your way is vast, my way also has merits, but he doesn't know the truth that all of them are equal to the great way.

Wu Feng's eyes are filled with strange light. Although this person is in a small world, he has a detached attitude, but it's a pity.

But listen to him eloquently: "From ancient times to the present, the most brilliant warriors are all the top thinkers and philosophers in the world, because if not for this, human beings will not be the first to be born to explore the mysteries of the world and finally embark on the road of martial arts." However, the world is not fair, and wisdom will eventually be exhausted. In the early days of martial arts, it was too dependent on the boundaries of the world itself, and only a very small number of people could get out of this last move.

The World Honored One once said: With Mount Sumeru as the center, surrounded by seven mountains and eight seas, and with Tiewei Mountain as the outer gate, it is called a small world. A thousand small worlds are combined into a small thousand worlds, and a thousand small thousand worlds are combined. The world is the middle thousand world, and one thousand middle thousand worlds are combined to form the great thousand world, which is collectively called the three thousand great thousand worlds.

Yimou believes that this world should be a small thousand world, and only after breaking through this last step can one advance to the middle thousand, and only in the great thousand world can one realize the true freedom and freedom.Therefore: There are limited people who climb the Tao, but the Tao is endless. "

Chapter 77

Wu Feng was talking eloquently in the room, when suddenly there was a muffled sound from the sky outside the window, and there was thunder rolling among the clouds in the distance, and the electricity was like a dragon and snake, it seemed that the heavens were also angry at this rebellious words.

This is the first time that everyone has heard of this completely new and bold concept. It can be said that it has surpassed all martial arts concepts and sect systems. It is the first time that the concept of "Shattered Void" has been clearly proposed.

Song Que's eyes were filled with strange light, and after a moment of deep thought, he slowly asked: "During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was a legendary hero named Yan Fei in Bian Huang Ji, did this person make the last move?"

Song Que was born noble and well educated, so he naturally knows many secrets that ordinary people don't know, and there are many anecdotes. At first glance, it is just a smile, but now, it contains very important information.