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An old man sat next to him, smiling authentically,

"I heard that recently there was a murderer, Feng Yuxiu, who kicked the king of northern legs to death? What do you think, this is Feng Yuxiu?"

Xia Houwu stopped reading the newspaper, raised his head and said, "Very strong, although young, he is a master."

Hearing this, the old man regained his spirit.

He has admired ancient martial arts since he was a child, because when he was young, it was the era when Daxia was at its weakest.

At that time, there were no modern weapons, only the existence of ancient martial arts masters. When foreigners invaded, it was they who guarded this hot land with their flesh and blood.

But today, with the prosperity of science, thermal weapons have become the mainstream.

He feels that hot weapons should conform to the times and become the mainstream, but the inheritance of ancient martial arts should not be forgotten. This has to be said to be a kind of sadness!

"Compared to you?" the old man gossiped.

"Just like what Feng Yuxiu said, kung fu is a killing skill. Whether he killed me or I killed him, I'm not sure if it's a real fight."

Xia Houwu's eyes suddenly became hot.

"Don't, don't, I'm just asking casually, don't really run out and beat Feng Yuxiu to death."

The old man quickly patted him to wake him up.

"You group of martial arts lunatics, fight as long as you fight, why don't you die every now and then, you forgot how you got in here."

Recalling the past, Xia Houwu shook his head silently.

Years ago.

He is still a martial artist in the martial arts school, but he can't understand the presence of foreign martial arts to tarnish the ancient martial arts.

Finally, after several of his apprentices accepted the challenge angrily and were beaten into disabilities.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and in a fit of rage, he signed the life and death certificates of more than a dozen foreign boxing gyms, and killed 18 people in a row on the ring.

This caused a major earthquake that year.

"Back then, you made a name for yourself and brought honor to our national quintessence. It's a pity that you were tricked by others, and you stayed here for three years!"

The old man let out a long sigh, full of endless regret.

"Do you think I'm going to leave, can I be trapped here?"

Xia Houwu smiled dismissively.

"Actually, I have two major wishes in my life. One is to rectify the name of the ancient martial arts, and use my own fists to beat all foreign martial arts out of Daxia."

The old man leaned over and asked, "What about the second?"

Xia Houwu's eyes suddenly became more and more intense, as if two suns were about to rush out!

"The second wish is that I want to fight with the strongest ancient martial artist, even if I am killed, I am willing to do so."

He felt that Feng Yuxiu was the Gu Wu heir he was looking for.

Such a genius can appear in this late martial arts era, and he is extremely eager for this battle.

"At least I want people in my country to know that the real Gu Wu has never disappeared, it's just a mess created by those fake masters and some profit-seeking villains."

"You are such a lunatic!" The old man was taken aback, hissed, and then lay aside and ignored him.

Suddenly, the cell door opened and an inspector walked in.

"Xiahouwu, you can be released on medical parole!"

Seeing that Xia Houwu was already prepared, he laughed, and then patted the old man on the shoulder, "Old man, I'm going out first, you always take care of yourself!"

"After going out, live in peace and stability, don't fight anymore, otherwise, be careful that the meat in your brain will explode."

The old man exhorted loudly to Xia Houwu who had gone away.

It could be seen that he really cared about Xia Houwu.

But at the same time, he also sighed, this is a martial idiot who loves martial arts like his life.

Now that there is a Wu lunatic like Feng Yuxiu, if he doesn't look for it, it's better to burst his blood vessels.

It is said that during the three years of Xia Houwu's imprisonment in Zhengdang, he has long since lost much attention.

So when he came out this time, no one knew about it, otherwise it would definitely cause huge waves if it spread.

After all, it was a sensation to kill eighteen strong enemies in a row in the arena back then.

Even today, when people mention that incident, they still clap their hands and applaud, thinking that it is a credit to Daxia Guwu!

And this time!

On a rocky mountain road.

Chu Xiao suddenly stopped.

Because on the rocky cliffs around him, eight men and women in martial arts uniforms appeared and surrounded him.

The leader is the Shuangdaomen Qin Xiao!

He was holding two sabers at this moment, standing on a huge rock directly in front of Chu Xiao, with a calm and introverted aura, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression!

The seven people in the other directions also held their own weapons, scattered on the high ground, front, back, left, and right. In the empty mountain stream, there were metal clashing sounds everywhere.

These people are generally in their early thirties, but they all have a special aura, which is completely different from ordinary people. At first glance, they look like the sons of practicing martial arts for many years.

"People from the Ancient Martial Arts Association?"

It's not hard to guess the other party's identity. After speaking, Chu Xiao unhurriedly removed a piece of gauze from his right arm and wrapped it around his fist.

Today is destined to shed a lot of blood!

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Qin Xiao's two knives touched each other and sharpened, and said, "Feng Yuxiu! You killed Mr. Tan, and just this one thing is equivalent to sending yourself to a dead end."

Chu Xiao smiled sinisterly, and asked back: "Don't Tan Jingyao deserve to die? Or, you don't know anything about what he did."

"We admit that your attainments in ancient martial arts are not low, but there are rules in martial arts. Mr. Tan is a highly respected master. His contribution to ancient martial arts is enough to offset any faults." Instead of answering.

Chu Xiao looked up to the sky and laughed.

"An old thief who sells martial arts for glory is touted by you like a treasure. No wonder the ancient martial arts of Great Xia are so shabby today. It is not surprising to see it today."

"On the contrary, I think that if today's ancient martial arts is still prosperous, then it will be called a ghost."

Chu Xiao could only sigh.

Qin Xiao rarely showed a smile, but it was a cold smile, "These are not important, because you will die here soon."

"Feng Yuxiu, today I will have a life and death battle with you all."

Chu Xiao was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"You self-righteous young man, it's enough to deal with you and me alone."

Suddenly, a burly man jumped down from a rock several meters high, landed directly in front of Chu Xiao, and punched Chu Xiao with a fierce and fast straight punch.

"The third generation elder of the Black Tiger Gate, Chen Hong."

But the moment he finished speaking, his murderous face was replaced by a ferocious twist.

Because he saw that Chu Xiao was motionless like this, stretched out a hand to grab his wrist, and his five fingers were like sharp hooks, caught in the flesh and blood.

Without giving him a chance to break free, he just twisted violently.

Click!

The bones of his arm were twisted into several pieces like a split bamboo pole.

Chen Hong let out a scream like killing a pig, and his whole body leaned forward in pain.

But at this moment, Chu Xiao stepped forward, stretched out his arms, stretched out his five fingers like hooks again, and this time directly grabbed Chen Hong's throat.

"Stop, you still dare to commit murder!"

A roar came rolling like Hong Zhong Da Lu. At the same time, it was a muscular man in his 30s, who stomped hard on the rock and rushed over.

Puchi!

However, the man's scolding didn't help.

Chu Xiao's five fingers still pierced Chen Hong's throat.

Blood gushed.

Chen Hong clutched his throat, slowly knelt on the ground with fear in his eyes, then lay down on the ground, his body twitched twice and then became silent.

"Heihumen practiced physical appearance, but your horizontal training skills are too poor to be good."

Chu Xiao looked at Chen Hong who was lying in a pool of blood and said,

Then he turned around, looked at the rushing man and asked.

"The person who practiced the valve?"

From the other party's roar, it is not difficult to hear that the other party's voice is like a torrent of bells, his dantian is heavy, and he is a master of Qi training.

But the other party ignored him, and sneered, "Scum, I, Liao Yu, are going to eliminate harm for the ancient martial arts world today."

Chu Xiao shook his head coldly and said, "You can't represent the entire martial arts world!"

In just one sentence, the two of them were already fighting hand to hand!

Liao Yu's right palm slashed out like lightning, hitting the elbow that Chu Xiao was using to block, while his left palm pierced Chu Xiao's throat like a steel hook.

The shots are vicious, and the tricks are terrible.

Seeing Liao Yu beating Chu Xiao as soon as he came up, the rest of the people smiled coldly.

Only Qin Xiao's eyes flashed sharply, because he immediately noticed Chu Xiao's left foot that quietly took half a step forward.

After the right palm hit Chu Xiao staggeringly, Liao Yu's footwork followed closely so that the four fingers like iron hooks could break Chu Xiao's throat.

Seeing that his attack was about to succeed, Liao Yu smiled contemptuously at the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Chu Xiao, who seemed to be in a weak position, suddenly raised his right leg towards the sky, using his left foot that was half a step forward as a support point.

right foot,

Like a dragon ascending to heaven.

"Oh!"

That toe kicked Liao Yu's jaw hard, causing Liao Yu to spurt out a mouthful of broken teeth with blood, and then his neck was thrown back.

Chu Xiao rushed forward with a stride, wrapping one arm around Liao Yu who was half lying in the air.

The vicious eyes flickered in the blood-colored eyes.

"Take a breath of internal training, you can't do well with this breath, I will send you down today, and let you ask the patriarch of internal energy for advice."

Chu Xiao tightened Liao Yu's arm.

Click!

A frightening voice spread throughout the mountain stream, and Liao Yu's neck was broken.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

It is estimated that he did not understand how he lost until he died.

Chu Xiao didn't use any martial arts, and didn't use any fancy moves.

Even just a simple grab, an invincible fist, coupled with unparalleled speed, directly killed him, an old martial artist who had practiced martial arts for more than ten years.

These short moves.

Both Heihumen and Qimen practitioners died tragically.

Let the rest of the people completely dare not underestimate this young man who does not seem to be from an orthodox martial arts school.

"Shen Bangmen, Gu Hou will take your life!"

A lean man standing on the ground with a black iron stick in his hand, raised his toes, and the stick fell down.

"Long Spear Gate, Li Tianhao!"