The sky was dark, the fireworks of messages were rising and falling in the sky one after another, and the chaotic sound of fighting was still coming from outside, making the atmosphere behind the courtyard a bit anxious.

 Li Yanfeng ignored the two young men who suddenly appeared, and the tall figure walked towards Yan Yunzhi who was sitting in the corner.

To the outsider who suddenly appeared, he had said a few words out of kindness. Although the other party's reaction made him somewhat angry, more noise was no longer necessary.

Over the years of practicing martial arts, Li Yanfeng has excelled in his proficiency and has rarely encountered an opponent. He had just defeated a large number of warriors alone on the long street with just a stick, and then had a moment of fighting with the master with a gun. By now, he had finished warming up, and his blood was like mercury.

, in his most peak state, even if a large group of people pounced on him, he was confident enough to knock them over easily.

 But the business has to be done ahead of time and there is no room for delay.

He held the stick and moved forward, and Yan Yunzhi's body suddenly tensed up in the darkness. A young man who didn't know the heights of the world walked over and said, "Aren't you in the same group?"

Li Yanfeng suddenly swung his stick horizontally.

He walked forward and swung the stick in his hand suddenly, silently but as fast as lightning. The tip of the stick was aimed at the opponent's right temple. This stick was like a phoenix nod in marksmanship. The stick only needed one touch.

It can break a person's head like a clay pot, and most people will die without even having a chance to react...

 But occasionally unexpected situations occur.

The young man was startled for a moment, and at some point his raised hands had already caught the stick that was hitting his temple.

 “You are like this...” His tone was a little angry.

There seemed to be a chill in the night, and the next moment, the stick between the two people suddenly completely arched into a semicircle.

 The hair on the back of Li Yanfeng’s head exploded.

With a "bang" sound, the long stick bounced back in the air. Li Yanfeng's steps suddenly sank, and his figure danced like a phantom. Then his fists roared out towards the opponent like a giant python, and the white ape stretched his arms.

The power of the punch was fierce and majestic. But here, the young man who let go of the stick stepped on the ground and rushed straight towards the opposite center. Li Yanfeng punched twice in the air, and on the third punch,

The fist had already hit the young man's defensive arm hard.

flutter

The surrounding mud splashed away, and the boy's counterattacking fist hit Li Yanfeng's chest.

 What followed was an extremely fierce confrontation...

 …

 The autumn wind swept the sky, and in the night sky, rain clouds piled up and surged, like surging mountains.

Chaos is spreading in the streets near the Golden Tower. But there are also flying arrows from far and near. At this moment, the surrounding forces belonging to the "King of Wheels" are being mobilized, and the response seems to be coming from all directions.

of the tide.

In the east section of the street, Tan Zheng's steps pushed away the smoke that spread on the road. The big knife in his hand rose up, and fell like a thunderbolt the next moment. In front of him, You Hongzhuo counterattacked with his knife, and the two long knives burst into flames in the air.

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The sword light of the all-out fight was heavy and cold. At this moment, the "Heavenly Sword" Tan Zhengnai, who was walking calmly, was holding the sword with both hands. On the other side, You Hongzhuo, whose half-body was stained with blood, had also replaced the sharp sword with one hand with both hands. His

With fierce eyes, the blade he swung out with all his strength was fast and heavy. The collision with the long knife in Tan Zheng's hand in the street was like a hurricane tearing apart, crackling and almost forming a terrifying area that was difficult for outsiders to enter.

If the sword in Tan Zheng's hand is majestic and steady, already possessing the aura of a mountain-like master, then the sword in the hand of this young swordsman who not many people know yet is full of wild and destructive atmosphere at this moment, like a newborn.

It rushed toward the mountain like a calf.

He had been injured under the siege of everyone before, and he did not gain much advantage in the first few fights with Tan Zheng. But now, with half of his body covered in blood, You Hongzhuo seemed to be getting braver and braver every time he fought.

He changed his fighting style, and now he was fighting head-on with Tan Zheng again.

The long knives held by the two hands collided in the air like a torrential rain. For a moment, no one retreated. After a slight movement, the two people moved towards the side of the street. During this period, several tables and chairs on the roadside were moved by this.

The violent sword light was involved and flew away like an explosion. A member of the "Undead Guard" came from the side, holding a long gun and seemed to want to support Tan Zheng. He had just entered the fighting group, and the gun in his hand

The blade was cut off by the light of the sword, and then the light of the sword exploded from his thighs and sides, causing blood to fly.

 “Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

The enemy caught in the sword light also broke the balance in the competition. You Hongzhuo shouted like a trapped animal, still trying to rush forward. However, Tan Zheng in front of him had eyes like water, and heavy swords kept falling from the front, knocking him down.

His attack split, and after several more blows, You Hongzhuo staggered back.

Tan Zheng followed his footsteps like a shadow, striking at him one after another.

On the chaotic street, Tan Zheng slashed five times in a blink of an eye. You Hongzhuo flew back in embarrassment. The fifth slash he struck had already opened the door wide. Just when he couldn't parry, Liang Siyi's sword blocked it from the side.

She blocked Tan Zheng's knife, and her arms were almost numb. Chen Juefang came from the side like a ghost, and struck her with a knife. Blood flew. Liang Siyi almost changed his life and waved his sword at Chen Juefang.

He attacked fiercely, but Chen Jue Fangfu avoided it again.

 “This is my business! Let’s go”

Liang Siyi shouted loudly, this woman crawled out from the pile of corpses on the battlefield, covered in blood, and was still attacking with all her strength. You Hongzhuo was still retreating, swallowing a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and grabbed a person who rushed nearby. He was called the "Immortal Guard", and with all his strength, he rushed towards Tan Zheng with all his strength.

The distance between the two sides narrowed in an instant. Tan Zheng grabbed the back of the "Undead Guard" with one hand and snatched it away with his left hand. The knife on his right hand was already slashing towards this side. The "Undead Guard" was dancing and still resisting. There was blood in You Hongzhuo's mouth. Chao Tan was spraying out, and the swords of both sides fought together again in the bloody light.

Bystanders from far and near watched the man and woman in front of Tan Zheng's sword, almost killed into two bloody men, still fighting with all their strength, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

 …

 The west side of Long Street.

On the second floors of some shops on the roadside, fierce fighting sounds were heard. Some tables and chairs suddenly broke through the doors and windows of the wooden buildings and hit pedestrians on the road. The situation became more and more out of control, and there were also the shadows of spears rushing towards them. Going out of the roof, the swaying stirred up the tiles all over the sky.

Yue Yinping and Yue Yun stopped Jin Yongsheng, Shan Lifu, Meng Zhuotao and others from chasing Yan Yunzhi. Under Yue Fei's training, the two siblings, who had known each other for many years, worked together tacitly. The younger brother Yue Yun was born with supernatural powers, even though he did not use them. It is a weapon that can be used well on the battlefield, but the Fanzi Fist, which has been passed down by the Zhou family, has a vague power like that of Chen Fan when he assassinated Bao Dao B on the streets of Hangzhou. It fits the old saying that "boxing is afraid of young people"; and my sister Yin Ping was originally good at Zhou Tong's five-step thirteen spear. She was tall, and her shooting skills and leg skills were all amazing. Her younger brother used his strange strength to throw things around the room, and even smashed through the wall board arbitrarily. When entering the next room, she jumped onto the beam and even rushed out of the roof to overlook the overall situation. The two responded to each other, and for a while they dragged the battle group around and wreaked havoc. Except for a few masters, there were minions far and near. It's hard to catch up.

If they could escape unscathed, just this big fuss would be enough to make them famous all over the world.

But if we really talk about the situation, it is actually not optimistic. Jin Yongsheng and Shan Lifu are both mediocre players. Usually, even if the two siblings fight against each other, the outcome is actually quite difficult to say. But among the three of them, especially It was Meng Zhuotao who seemed to have an injury on his shoulder. His martial arts power was still faintly superior to the two shopkeepers of Baofeng. If he hadn't killed his elders and captured his fellow disciples, his murderous intention subsided, and he couldn't figure out Jin Yongsheng and others. Because of people's intentions and some inactivity, one of the siblings may have been injured.

Just now, Jin Yongsheng and Shan Lifu were mainly interested in catching Yan Yunzhi. At this time, Yin Ping was wielding his spear like rain. After some confusion, he and his brother were able to stop the three of them. In fact, they had reached the limit of their abilities.

 At this time, during the fight, Yin Ping was also sending a signal to Yue Yun on the side that he must escape as soon as possible.

Yue Yun was also anxiously sending out a signal during the fight: someone was chasing him.

Yin Ping just shook his head.

This fight has bought a certain amount of time for the other party to escape. At this moment, there are shouts in the night from far and near. The "Warrior King" Gao Huiyun's team may be able to escape in less than a cup of tea.

The surge is coming. What can be done has been done. If I don’t leave now, do I have to take myself on board...

 …

In the dark courtyard not far from the street, Yan Yunzhi saw that the atmosphere went from calm and suppressed to explosive in just a short moment.

 The two figures in the darkness were still talking a moment ago, but the next moment they were wrestling with sticks, the reaction of a true master was detonated.

Before this, Yan Yunzhi had also considered how to confront Li Yanfeng, but at that moment, facing the young man from the southwest, the "Monkey King" of Tongshan shook his body, and then opened his mouth wide.

The combined White Ape Arm Fists were overwhelming. This may be the violent reaction of a real martial arts master after sensing the danger. Yan Yunzhi even felt his eyes blurred, and then Li Yanfeng's figure relaxed, and the wind of the fists roared fiercely.

There was a bright and dim light falling in the sky. At this moment, what surprised Yan Yunzhi the most was that the young man named Long Aotian rushed towards Li Yanfeng's White Ape Arm Fist. If Li Yanfeng's fist was

After unfolding, it was like a surging wave, encircling it from all directions. At the moment after the stress, the young man's figure was like a stubborn stone, shining straight into the center of the wave.

The fists of the two figures were intertwined. In the dim light, Yan Yunzhi couldn't even see clearly the two men moving and dodging in a small area in an instant, but the sound of "bang bang bang bang" sounded, which was the fist hitting the fist.

The sound on the flesh was as if two violent beasts were trying to suppress each other from the front as soon as they met, but neither one was willing to retreat.

The next moment, a figure suddenly and silently appeared between the two of them.

It was the young monk following the action of "Long Aotian" who pounced on Li Yanfeng at the moment when the fists of the two sides were violently exchanging blows. In the darkness, Li Yanfeng made a sound of "ah", and the surging inner breath drummed in the back of the courtyard.

Swinging, his body moved, and the sound of wind and thunder became louder as he wielded his fists. In the dim light of the fireworks, it was as if seven or eight arms were spread out, and the young monk followed him like maggots on the tarsus.

Even though Yan Yunzhi, who has mastered the art of assassins, could not see clearly what kind of tricks the young monk was using at this time, but judging from Li Yanfeng's sudden reaction at this moment, he must have sensed a difficult threat and was dealing with the situation ahead.

"Long Aotian" wanted to get rid of this shameless little monk who wanted to stick to him.

There was another moment of light blooming. Yan Yunzhi saw Li Yanfeng's figure spinning twice backwards. He grabbed the young monk's hand, and in front of him, a young man named Long Aotian jumped up and jumped.

Only his right fist was already raised in the air.

With a bang, a solid punch hit Li Yanfeng's face. Li Yanfeng dwarfed and seemed to throw the little monk away into the distance. At the same time, his figure seemed to shrink.

In a circle, he swung his foot upwards and punched the side of the face, then kicked the young man in the chest.

 The three figures all flew out like cannonballs.

Li Yanfeng's body rolled several times on the ground, until he rolled to the corner of the wall before he stood up with all his strength. The little monk who was as clingy as a ghost was thrown to the farther corner by Li Yanfeng, and several tiles of the basket were smashed.

Can, stood up the next moment; and here, the boy who was kicked in the chest after throwing a punch, stepped a few times in the mud on the ground, his hands stretched in the air, and his feet slid back

, but he has already grasped the figure, and a long breath came out of his mouth, as if there was infinite power surging in this body.

Yan Yunzhi had seen a similar situation when she was in Tongshan. She didn't know what kind of inner martial arts this young man was practicing, and he would have such movements when he relaxed with all his strength. But as a warrior, she had to admit that

, such an appearance can even make her blood boil.

The previous fight between these three people only took place in just a few breaths. Li Yanfeng and Long Aotian clashed with each other with extreme ferocity. The young monk advanced as dangerously as a tarsal maggot, and then Li Yanfeng threw the young monk away.

, was punched in the face and then kicked back. The whole process was fierce and neat.

In fact, even Li Yanfeng, who looked a little embarrassed after being punched in the face, already showed extremely powerful boxing skills and countermeasures. At first, he used the white ape to fight Long Aotian, until the little monk rushed over

, the entire fist technique was actually changing in the direction of the monkey fist. He dodged two of the opponent's attacks while jumping and leaping, and then he took the opponent's hand and threw him away. Although Long Aotian punched him in front of his face.

Hit him in the face, and while throwing the little monk away, he could spin around and kick his legs at the same time. It was a one-on-two fight, which was already an extremely beautiful confrontation.
To be continued...