The blue robe was broken, and Qin Hedang's chest was marked with a clear scar, and blood gushed like a spring. His eyes were scattered, and he lowered his head and muttered, "I was wrong, I was wrong." ”

Cai Zigang stood with his sword in his hand, smiled gloomily, and mocked: "Are you wrong? What's wrong? ”

His expression was gloomy, his face was pale, and he said in frustration: "Jian Mang, it's Jian Mang." I missed the sword of the 'Infinite Sword'. ”

At that moment just now, the speed of the "Fengshen Legs" was fast enough, so fast that it was beyond imagination, Cai Zigang was very self-aware, if it was about the speed of the shot, he sighed to himself. If he wants to win, he has to find another way.

What is the fastest? Velocity of light!

There is subsonic and supersonic speed in the world, but there is absolutely no concept of superlight. If anyone insists on saying yes, it's absolutely whimsical. If this man is not a madman, he will not be long from a madman!

What is Jianmang? It is both energy and light, a light with infinite energy!

So, its speed is unmatched!

Cai Zigang looked like a master and pointed: "You finally understand now, it's not too stupid, and you can teach it." ”

It's really "a millimeter of difference, a thousand miles of loss", Qin He was ashamed and angry, his eyes were dark, and he suddenly fainted.

At this point, today's competition is over, and the top four of this year's martial arts competition have been produced, namely: Ye Ludong, Cai Zigang, Bao Renfei, and Wen Jun.

None of the top four in the last session were spared, and they were all eliminated, which made all the martial arts masters on the referee's bench sigh.

Wen Jun, together with Qin Haoran and other "Qin Wumen" disciples, was about to leave with Qin He, when he suddenly heard a deep voice from behind: "Assistant Wen, please wait a moment." ”

Wen Jun turned around and saw Zhuge Feiyang walking towards him quickly, and Zhuge Qingyao followed behind unhurriedly.

Wen Jun was stunned and said, "Master Zhuge , what's the matter with you?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang took three steps and made two steps, walked up to him, and muttered, "I want to talk to you about the 'Killing Knife'. ”

When Qin Haoran heard the words "Killing Knife", he also paused, and turned around.

Wen Jun saw that the two old men had serious expressions on their faces and understood the importance of the situation, so he nodded and said, "Okay, go to my office, it's quiet there." ”

Zhuge Feiyang and the four of them didn't care about dinner, and hurriedly drove to the municipal government office building.

Assistant to the Mayor's Office, Meeting Room.

On a square table, there are four cups of freshly brewed hot tea, and the hot tea is curling and wafting with a faint fragrance of tea.

Wen Jun, Zhuge Feiyang, Qin Haoran, and Zhuge Qingyao each sat on one side.

After a long groan, Wen Jun spoke: "Master Zhuge , why do you attach so much importance to the 'Killing Knife'? ”

Zhuge Feiyang picked up the delicate purple sand cup in front of him, took a sip gently, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and said slowly: "Wen Xiaoxia's kung fu is so good, haven't you ever heard of the 'killing knife'?" ”

Wen Jun was depressed, what kind of logic is this, could it be that if you are good at kung fu, you will definitely know about the "killing knife"?

Qin Haoran took over and said guiltily: "Not long after Jun'er joined the 'Qin Martial Sect', I haven't mentioned this matter to him yet. ”

Zhuge Feiyang frowned and said, "I have watched a few games of Wen Xiaoxia, and your martial arts are not from the 'Qin Wumen'. ”

Wen Jun nodded and said, "Before I apprenticed, I also learned a little bit of fur. ”

Zhuge Feiyang glanced at Qin Haoran and teased: "If the disciple's kung fu is called fur, then what about us, aren't we going to be ashamed to death of our old guys?" ”

Qin Haoran was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer, and looked at Wen Jun with his glasses.

Wen Jun touched the bridge of his straight nose and changed the topic: "Master Zhuge , the 'Killing Knife Technique' is indeed vicious, I don't know which sect it comes from?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang groaned for a while, and sighed: "Five hundred years ago, a Dongying warrior named Shunji Nakamura came across the sea with a group of disciples and threatened to challenge the various major sects in China. ”

Wen Jun and Zhuge Qingyao held their breath and stared at Zhuge Feiyang without blinking.

"All the major sects scoffed at this, thinking that I am an outstanding Chinese person, how can I be afraid of it? At that time, no one took his words to heart at all. When Nakamura Shunji successively picked off the heads of various factions such as 'Yang Family General', 'Qin Wumen', Qingcheng, and Hengshan, Huaxia Wulin felt bad. ”

Wen Jun was stunned and said, "Five hundred years ago, wasn't the 'Qin Wumen' just rising? ”

Qin Haoran looked ashamed and said: "At that time, the ancestor Qin Xiaoyao had just founded the 'Qin Wumen', and he had lofty ambitions and was determined to be the overlord of the party, but he didn't expect to suffer such a setback, hey......"

"Nakamura Shunji's morale was like a rainbow, and then he defeated Huashan, Emei, Wudang, Chongshan, and Shaolin, and openly challenged Zhuge Dan, the leader of the Chinese martial arts alliance at that time."

"The leader of the Zhuge League, who is nearly seventy years old, carries the last hope of saving Huaxia Wulin, and Nakamura Shunji fights a decisive battle on the top of Yanshan for three days and three nights. That battle can be called 'earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods'. ”

Although his words were simple and few words, Wen Jun could definitely feel the thrilling in them.

Zhuge Qingyao couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly asked, "Dad, what is the final result?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang smiled sadly and said: "The two of them killed in the dark, after all, the leader of the Zhuge League is an elderly person, and finally due to physical exhaustion, he was finally defeated by Nakamura Shunji's knife. ”

Wen Jun couldn't help but lose his color and said, "This person's kung fu is so powerful? ”

Zhuge Feiyang said: "What Shunji Nakamura used was the 'Killing Knife'!" Its knife seems ordinary, but King Kong is not bad, and the 'killing knife method' is even more weird and unpredictable. ”

Recalling the process of his fight with Wang Shuming, Wen Jun also had to nod and admit what Zhuge Feiyang said. If he didn't have the help of the mighty true qi, he would never be Wang Shuming's opponent.

Qin Haoran was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "After defeating the major sects of the Huaxia martial arts, Shunji Nakamura has not given up, and he actually started a sect in the land of Huaxia, which is simply a shame to kill my entire Huaxia martial arts." ”

Wen Jun frowned and said, "There are still such things?" If he is allowed to become bigger and stronger, won't he be a tiger? ”

Zhuge Feiyang nodded and said, "But as long as there is some bloody Huaxia martial arts person, how can he be allowed to do such a bold thing?" The leader of the Zhuge League then convened the heads of the major factions to discuss the plan. ”

At this time, Zhuge Feiyang picked up the teacup again and smoothed his throat.

Zhuge Qingyao urged: "Dad, what good way did they discuss?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang put down the teacup and sighed: "The skills are not as good as people, what good way can there be." ”

Qin Haoran couldn't help but say, "The last way is to besiege." ”

"Siege? This ......," Wen Jun couldn't say anymore.

Zhuge Feiyang sighed: "Although this method is not very glorious, it is a big matter and is related to the safety of the country's society, so we can only take expedient measures." ”