God catches no trace

Chapter 136

Chapter 21: Fist

"What support, Mr. Luo has never been partial to any side. I can write thousands of papers like Xu Wusi for you. To be fair, Brother Hei is quite honest. He would rather use 1000 taels of silver for big things. Make it small, make it trivial."

"You mean, 1000 taels shouldn't be paid out."

"That's right." Luo Yufeng had never seen anything before. Anyone with a discerning eye would know it was blackmail at a glance.To put it bluntly, bullying Black Three is too weak because he can't punch.I came to mediate yesterday for the sake of my fellow villagers, so I couldn't explain it clearly. Seeing their aggressiveness today, of course I couldn't help it.

"It seems that you want to stand up for the black three?"

"Yes, I've made up my mind. If I want to take money, I'll see if my fist agrees."

"it is good."

Xiao Wuyuan didn't finish a word, and his eyes were sharp.

"Hoo".

Raising the big knife in his hand, he slashed straight at Luo Yufeng who was only two or three meters away.

This knife was extremely concealed and no one could have expected it.

This knife is as powerful as a broken bamboo, hitting his face and covering his face.

Close, fast, ruthless.

It is worthy of being called "Tibetan knife" by people in the Jianghu.

Sure enough, it was insidious enough.

Hei San exclaimed: "Master Luo, be careful."

Who is Luo Yufeng?

"Iron-faced Smiling Flower".

By no means wasted a false name.

He turned slightly to the side, and a strong inner force quickly gathered in his hand.

The hand turned into a fist, the fist was like iron, and hit the opponent's shoulder.

The speed of punching is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

When Xu Wusi and the others saw it, their expressions froze for a moment, and they forgot that the weapon in their hands could be used to save them.

Black Trinity was also at a loss for a while.

Seeing this, the servants in the village hid everywhere.

But Xiao Wuyuan is not an ordinary person, his hand sank down, his wrist turned, the blade pointed to the sky, and he slashed up obliquely towards the opponent's arm.

"Good swordsmanship."

Luo Yufeng gave a big praise, retracted his fist, and floated outwards.

The meaning is obvious: If you want to fight, I will accompany you. The space in the hall is too small to use your fists, so why not fight in the courtyard.

Of course Xiao Wuyuan understood, he jumped and went outside the door.

Seeing this, everyone rushed out.

outside.

The rain was still there, but it was a little lighter, with a gust of wind blowing against the two opposing faces.

Xiao Wuyuan stood up straight with the tip of the knife facing down.

Looking at Luo Yufeng coldly: "You really like to meddle in other people's business."

"Haha, treacherous people like you can only bully honest people and fight for injustice. What can you do to me? Don't talk nonsense. Just wait and see."

With a thrust from the waist, he punched with his right hand, without the slightest fancy, a hard blow.

Xiao Wuyuan's eyes were wide open, he saw the opponent's fist as a hammer, he didn't dare to neglect, he moved his footsteps slightly to avoid it.

With another twist of the wrist, the snow-bright broadsword emitted a cold light, and rushed straight at the opponent like a cloud rolling over the moon.

Seeing this, Luo Yufeng suddenly changed his move halfway, and slammed his straight fist sideways in the direction of the sword.

This swing is to hit the blade with the back of the fist and swing away his own threat.

At the same time as he was swinging, his left fist was like lightning and unstoppable. With a "bang" sound, it hit Xiao Wuyuan's chest firmly.

Xiao Wuyuan immediately took a few steps back, staggered, and nearly fell down.However, he reacted quickly, stabbing the tip of the knife into the ground and stabilizing his body.

To be honest, Luo Yufeng didn't use his full strength, after all, it wasn't a game of life and death.

When Xu Wusi and the others saw that he was at a disadvantage, they showed their weapons one after another, regardless of whether it was raining or not, they attacked him.

In an instant, some knife or sword formed a net and rushed towards Luo Yufeng.

Hei Sansheng had never seen such a battle before, and he was frightened immediately, his feet softened, and he sat at the corner of the door.

Luo Yufeng showed no fear, and moved very quickly through everyone's eyes.

Only the sound of "Boom, Boom, Boom" sounded, and the figures of people holding swords or knives fell around.

When they stood up, they couldn't tell who was who, they were completely covered in mud.

Xiao Wuyuan took a deep breath at this moment, suppressing the pain in his chest, jumped up, and made another move, the blade flew down in the air, and struck at the top of Luo Yufeng's head.

This knife is absolutely exhausted.

This knife can kill anyone who hits it.

There is no doubt that the ultimate move.

Killing moves, the air is naturally full of murderous intent.

"He wanted to kill himself."

Luo Yufeng thought and sneered in his heart, ran forward a few steps, then turned around, punched again, and slammed the back of Xiao Wuyuan who had just landed in the air.

These actions are completed within a second.

The people watching didn't even have time to scream.

Not to mention Xiao Wuyuan's reaction.

Seeing that the punch has been hit.

At this time, there was a "swish" sound outside the courtyard gate, and a small black object with great momentum rushed straight to Luo Yufeng's "temple".

Luo Yufeng heard the news, knew there was a hidden weapon, and also knew that if the fist was not withdrawn, both sides would suffer.

Thinking about it, he took a few steps back and avoided it.

He looked up.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, two blue-clothed women with hats on their heads, veils covering their faces, and swords in their hands were standing in front of a gorgeous brocade sedan chair, while four bearers stood aside.

Xiao Wuyuan, who had just stood firm, immediately rushed to the front of the sedan chair with big strides, clasped his hands, pushed them flat, and bowed.

"The subordinate pays homage to Tianzun."

The dozen or so people who came with him, except Xu Wusi, also rushed to the entrance of the courtyard and knelt down on one knee.At the same time, he shouted: "Little people kowtow to see Tianzun."

This situation made Luo Yufeng extremely confused.

who is it?

There is such a big ostentation.

"Xiao Wuyuan, you take your brothers along and take care of such nosy matters, aren't you afraid of my punishment?"

Words that sounded like silver bells floated out from the sedan chair.

"Please forgive me, I won't dare to do it again." Hearing such a tone, Xiao Wuyuan looked terrified.

"Want another time?"

As soon as the voice fell, the car door was already opened.

A slender woman in a black veil and a mask appeared in front of everyone.

The woman walked slowly into the courtyard with a light gait.

She glanced at the man kneeling on the ground.

"Get up."

A dozen people quickly stood up and stood aside as if they had been granted amnesty.

Immediately afterwards, he turned to Luo Yufeng and said coldly: "Your Excellency is worthy of being called the "Iron Faced Smiling Flower". You are really good at punching, and even the "Zang Li Dao" is no match for you."

"Young lady, I have no choice but to force myself." Luo Yufeng looked embarrassed. He was a man who had seen the world and knew very well. Xiao Wuyuan called this woman Tianzun and treated her respectfully. She must have an extraordinary status. In addition, Judging from her tone, she didn't come here to ask for money, so she tried to speak tactfully to avoid unnecessary friction.

"Hey." The woman smiled, (of course it can't be seen on the surface): "I can make my disciples of the "Qinglong" sect so embarrassed that they can be said to be forced? Interesting!! Although I don't care about your messy things when I come here! .But I also want to ask your Excellency for some advice. How about it?”

The language is extremely polite on the surface, but it actually has a hidden meaning: You have made so many of my disciples look bad. If I don't teach you a lesson today, how will they gain a foothold in the world in the future?

(End of this chapter)