Start the Nine Suns Divine Art, marry Zhou Zhiruo

On the battlefield, he has experienced life and death, and returned from hundreds of battles. He has already taken death very lightly.

On the contrary, there is a trace of genuine pity for this woman. Is this love?

Zhou Tong sighed from the bottom of his heart, even he himself couldn't tell the truth, but no matter what, today, he wanted to seek justice for the woman in front of him.

There are countless crazy words in this arena, some say that Zhou Zhiruo is promiscuous, some say that she hates marriage, and there are even all kinds of obscene words, which are simply unsightly.

The dignified leader of Emei, a beautiful young woman, was so humiliated that she became the laughing stock of the martial arts world.

The root cause of this is that Zhang Wuji regretted the marriage on the spot at Guangmingding, abandoned his new wife, and left with Zhao Min, making the world look down on Zhou Zhiruo.

Second, since the death of Miejue Shitai, the Emei faction has become less powerful than before. In the arena, the strong prey on the weak.

Therefore, in order to save Zhou Zhiruo's face, the first thing is to defeat Zhang Wuji and prove in front of all the heroes in the world that Zhang Wuji is not worthy of Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei.

The second is to sweep all directions, smash all enemies, play a great reputation, revive the prestige of Emei, and spread the prestige in the martial arts.

"Whether it's for my own wealth or life, or for Zhiruo, this time, I will make a big splash, so that people in the world won't dare to laugh at me!"???.

Zhou Tong and Zhou Zhiruo looked at each other with unprecedented tenderness in their eyes, and whispered: "You wait here obediently, and watch your husband get justice for you."

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned, tears could not be held back, rolled down her cheeks, and shattered on her clothes.

Zhou Tong leaned over gently, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers, and said softly, "Zhiruo doesn't cry..."

But Zhou Zhiruo cried even more fiercely. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her childhood and returned to the Hanshui boat.

At that time, his father would also say to him, "Zhiruo doesn't cry."

Zhou Tong in front of her, at this moment, gave her unprecedented peace of mind and warmth.

Zhou Zhiruo even wanted to throw herself into his arms desperately, and burst into tears, so that all the grievances and pains of these years would flow out with tears.

But at this moment, someone on the side sneered and said, "Master Zhou is worried that Song Qingshu will be beaten to death and he will become a widow?"

"Haha, don't worry, how can Song Qingshu, a wretch, be worthy of you? I'll kill Grandpa and let you know what true happiness is."

As soon as this person's words came out, countless people present burst into laughter, and they all looked at Zhou Zhiruo with strange eyes. Many people's eyes were obscene and lewd, and they even uttered obscenities, making a mess.

Even Zhao Min said in a low voice: "Song Qingshu is overwhelmed by his skills, and he dares to be the first to stand up. It's really beyond his control."

Zhou Tong heard the increasingly unbearable words around him, his eyes gradually turned cold, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo and smiled lightly: "Zhiruo, wait for me to come back."

Then without hesitation, he waved his sleeves and turned around, striding towards the center of the ring.

Zhou Zhiruo came back to her senses at this moment, her palm subconsciously reached forward, as if she wanted to grab something, but Zhou Tong's figure had gradually faded away.

"I don't want any justice..."

Zhou Zhiruo seemed to be raving, and only she could hear the voice in a low voice: "I just want to..."

"As long as you live, it's enough to be by my side!"

However, no one knew what was going on in her mind, so she could only watch Zhou Tong standing in the middle of the ring.

In Zhou Zhiruo's eyes and heart, there was only this man left, and it was difficult to accommodate others. Even the pain that Zhang Wuji had brought to her gradually faded away.

"I'm Song Qingshu, under the order of the head of Emei, to challenge all the heroes present." Zhou Tong opened his mouth and scanned all directions, his cold eyes fixed on the first person who uttered wild words just now.

In the wooden shed of the Wudang faction, Song Yuanqiao saw Zhou Tong come on stage, couldn't help standing up, and wanted to make a move, but Yin Liting firmly stopped him.

In any case, he didn't want to see his elder brother and Song Qingshu's father and son fight each other, that would be too cruel.

At this moment, Song Qingshu's tone and eyes were as cold as knives, and he stared at the person who had spoken before and said coldly: "Didn't you just utter wild words and want to kill me?"

"What? Now that I'm on the court, you want to be a turtle?"

That man was a burly man, he was immediately annoyed when he heard the words, he rose from the crowd and rushed onto the ring.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid that you Song Qingshu is such a wimp, it's just a joke."

"Remember, the one who killed you was..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Tong had already soared into the sky, the mighty pure Yang Qi surged surging, his tattered robes swelled, and the big demon fist slammed down.

For this punch, he used ten percent of his power, and with boundless anger and murderous intent, his fist tore through the sky, and he smashed down like a mountain with great force.

Vigorous and domineering, murderous intent rushes into the night!

puff!

Scarlet blood shot up into the sky, a head was smashed to pieces, brain and bones were mixed in the blood, scattered into fireworks.

Zhou Tong punched out, and then fell to the ground, motionless, letting the blood splash on his robe and cheeks.

Boom!

The headless corpse fell to the ground, splashing countless dust, and scarlet blood flowed out from the corpse, staining a large area of ​​land red.

"I don't care who you are, the nameless junior, is it worth remembering?"

"Anyone who dares to insult my wife will be killed!"

There was dead silence at the scene, only Sen Leng's voice echoed. Although the words were soft, they made countless people feel chills.

"Next person!"

When Zhou Tong spoke, the murderous look in his tone filled many people's faces.

Chapter 24 Whoever insults my wife shall be killed

Chapter 25

Zhou Tong smashed the enemy's head with one punch, and scarlet blood flowed on the ground, making many people terrified.

Such domineering boxing techniques, fierce aura, and very spicy methods almost made people suffocate.

Although there are also unavoidable fights of grievances and grudges in the Jianghu, there are not a few incidents where there is a disagreement, and there are no uncommon incidents, but such cruel methods are really rare.

"This Song Qingshu wanted to kill people, he was really cruel, no wonder he was able to do such a shameful thing as killing his uncle and betraying his family." Some people couldn't help but say that they were not worth it for the person who died tragically.

"Master brother, what kind of martial arts is this? It's not our Wudang or Emei way." Yin Liting also asked, shocked by Zhou Tong's boxing skills just now.

It's been a while since Zhou Tong's martial arts has advanced by leaps and bounds, which is shocking. There are very few people who can block such a domineering punch in the entire Wudang Mountain.

Song Yuanqiao tightly gripped the hilt of the sword, his knuckles were creaking, and his eyes were full of anger.

How could he care about Zhou Tong's martial arts right now?

What he cared about was that his son killed another innocent life and bore a share of the crime.

Zhou Tong's unblinking appearance of murder made him feel self-blame from the bottom of his heart, "It's the father's fault for not teaching the son!"

No one could understand the pain in Song Yuanqiao's heart. He wished he could kill the evil son in front of him immediately, and then swung his sword to kill himself. It was better than such painful torture.

Compared with the oppressive atmosphere in Wudang, everyone in the Emei faction showed joyful expressions one after another.

"Sect Leader, Senior Brother Song is standing up for you!" A disciple of Emei said deliberately jokingly.

"You people, you only saw Senior Brother Song stand up for the head of the sect, but you never thought that the master slapped dozens of people on the spot for the sake of Senior Brother Song, and almost got into a fight with the Shaolin sect."

"This is a young couple who are tender and affectionate, and I can't allow outsiders to say that my sweetheart is half wrong..."

Seeing that Bei Jinyi's words became more and more explicit, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but whispered angrily, "Senior Sister!"

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo, Bei Jinyi's pretty, white and flawless face was stained with a blush, and she became more and more shy and charming.

She couldn't help chuckling and said: "Junior Sister Zhiruo is shy, I don't dare to continue talking, or our sect master will become angry from embarrassment, and I won't be able to please him."

All the disciples couldn't help laughing together when they heard the words.

Seeing that all the heroes on the scene were captured by Zhou Tong's cruel methods, and no one came out for a while, a thin old beggar from the Beggars' Clan stood up and said in a sonorous tone: "Wu Daqi from the Beggars Clan will teach you."

The new head of the beggar gang is a little girl. Seeing that the elder she usually relies on is going to fight against the ruthless Song Qingshu, she couldn't help crying out worriedly: "Elder Wu..."

Wu Daqi turned around, knelt down on one knee, looked at the young leader of the beggar gang, and said solemnly: "Master, this traitor surnamed Song was ordered by Chen Youliang to infiltrate my beggar gang and kill leader Shi. , must be reported."

The young girl stared blankly at the elder in front of her, thinking of her father who had died tragically. Tears overflowed from her eyes, but she endured it stubbornly, never falling, and just nodded vigorously.

Wu Daqi got up and went straight to kill Zhou Tong.

He was annoyed that Song Qingshu participated in the murder of the former gang leader Shi Huolong, he attacked fiercely and mercilessly, and he resorted to life-threatening moves like a madman, as if he saw a mortal enemy.

Zhou Tong knew that the enmity with the beggar gang was a sinful debt left by his predecessor, and he had suffered an innocent disaster, so he couldn't help but feel helpless.

From the bottom of his heart, he is not willing to bully the old and weak Beggars' Gang. The once world-renowned No. [-] gang in Jianghu has gradually declined.

It's just that the arrow is on the string, and I have to send it!

There are thousands of Jianghu heroes present today, if he does not use cruel methods, killing everyone will be terrified, and let many people in the Jianghu fight one by one, he will surely die.

At this time, I can only feel sorry for the beggars' gang and kill them!

Zhou Tong secretly apologized in his heart, then stepped forward abruptly, and unhesitatingly used the ultimate move of the Great Subduing Demon Fist.

"Eight-armed demon!"

He let out a roar, and the sound wave swept across like a thunderclap, and his fists and palms pierced through the air at high speed, as if eight arms appeared.

With a bang, the two sides collided suddenly, as if two hills collided, the air exploded, the earth shook, the terrifying aftermath swept all directions, and the howling wind caused many heroes to squint their eyes.

When the gust of wind dissipated, everyone came back to their senses and quickly looked towards the center of the ring.

I saw Zhou Tong retreating three steps in a row, each step left a three-inch-deep footprint on the hard bluestone ground, which showed the power of the beggar gang elder's palm skills.

To everyone's surprise, the Elder Wu of the Beggar Gang stood motionless on the spot, with a pair of iron palms splitting the air, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was about to kill the enemy.

But in just one breath, the head of this beggar gang elder was bleeding from seven orifices, and he collapsed to the ground.

The faces of all the beggar gangs changed since they came down from the gang leader. The young girl couldn't help crying out, screaming, "Elder Wu...Elder Wu..."

Zhou Tong was also a little sad. Naturally, he was not stingy with killing, but he was not interested in this kind of meaningless killing of each other.

Thinking of the culprit of all this, Cheng Kun, he couldn't help feeling murderous in his heart, "For his own selfishness, this person did not hesitate to set off a bloody storm in the Jianghu, causing countless murders, and he really deserves death."

Zhou Tong watched the beggar gang carry away the body of Elder Wu, and sighed in his heart: "Life and death are fighting, fists and feet have no eyes, the only thing I can do is let you leave a whole body."

It's just that when he left, those members of the Beggar Clan looked at him, apart from the fear from the heart, there was also an unforgettable hatred.

Especially that young girl, although she still had tears on her face, she seemed to have grown up a lot at this moment, staring at Song Qingshu firmly, as if she wanted to completely imprint his figure in her heart.

"This is the Jianghu!" Zhou Tong couldn't help sighing, once he entered the Jianghu, he couldn't help himself.

At this time, the death of the elder of the Beggar Gang caused a huge commotion, shocked the hearts of countless people in the arena, and the scene was boiling.

Different from the unknown person before, Wu Daqi has already condensed his true energy for many years. He is one of the few masters in the Beggar Clan today. The presence of heroes shoulder to shoulder.

Such a master was still beaten to death by Zhou Tong in one move. This kind of strength made everyone feel dignified and shocked.

Zhao Min couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Wuji, how did Song Qingshu win just now?"

Although she practiced a hundred schools of martial arts and had an extraordinary vision, the change in the moment of the life-and-death collision between the two sides was too fast. Until now, she has not realized how that Elder Wu died.

Zhang Wuji shook his head slowly, and said in a heavy tone: "Senior Brother Song, it's too vicious to make a move. It's a move that kills people."

"At the moment of the collision just now, he punched eight times in a row. He first blocked Elder Wu's palm, then blasted away his parry, and the last two punches directly hit his temples. paste."

"Even though that Elder Wu seems to be standing still, he has already been beaten to death."

Hearing this, Zhao Min couldn't help but said in surprise, "When did Song Qingshu have such advanced martial arts?"

She looked at Zhang Wuji worriedly and asked, "Wuji, are you sure you can deal with him?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji just laughed without saying a word.

Yin Tianzheng, the white-browed eagle king, couldn't help laughing and said, "Master, he has already penetrated Ren and Du's two veins with the Nine Suns Divine Art, and he also has such a peerless divine art to protect the body."

"Don't talk about Song Qingshu and other juniors, even if you look at the whole world, apart from Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain, how many people can be his opponents?"

As the white-browed Eagle King said, he couldn't help seeing Lie Xinxi, stood up, and wanted to fight Zhou Tong.

"Mingjiao White-Browed Eagle King..."

Before the words finished, Wudang Song Yuanqiao had already stood up, ignored Yin Liting's persuasion, and stepped out.

He bowed his hands to the White-Browed Eagle King, and said, "Senior Yin, can you make up your mind."

Yin Tianzheng couldn't help but look startled, looked at Song Qingshu, and then at Song Yuanqiao.

Even if he didn't have a good impression of Song Qingshu, he never thought about letting his father and son kill each other on the spot. Such a tragedy that goes against human relations really shouldn't happen!

But before Yin Tianzheng could reply, Song Yuanqiao turned around and stepped into the center of the ring.

At this moment, Zhou Tong and Song Yuanqiao looked at each other, countless emotions intertwined, and thousands of words seemed to be unspeakable.