Chapter 18, Fulong's Past, the Legend of the Flower Family (Ask for Collection!)
"Will you break the plum hand?" Mo Chen suddenly asked.
Like the Junzi Sword, the Flower Destroying Plum Hand is also a Xuan-level martial art, and long before Wu Siqian was able to carry forward the Junzi Sword, the reputation of the Plum Folding Hand had spread all over the Nine Cities.
A hundred years ago, there was a big battle between Fulong City of the Hanhai Dynasty and the reclamation city of the Kowloon Dynasty, and the Fulong City was not as heavily guarded as it is now, and the sudden outbreak of the battle made the Hanhai Dynasty react in time, and before the news spread, the four Infinite Heaven Realm powerhouses from the Kowloon Dynasty had already killed all the way to Fulong City.
The strength of the four of them was unstoppable, and behind them was the overwhelming army of the Hanhai Dynasty. And in Fulong City at that time, there was only one powerhouse of the Infinite Heaven Realm and the pinnacle of the earthly world, and that was the ancestor of the Hua family, Hua Baiyuan.
Four to one, where will there be a chance of winning, the lord of Fulong City at that time saw that the situation was not good, and fled early, and most of the soldiers left behind also ran away, but these soldiers could pat their butts and escape, and where did the people in the city have time to escape, for a while the city was in mourning, and everyone felt that what was waiting for them would be crazy killing and enslavement.
At this moment, people found that an old man in front of the city gate was alone to block the four strong men who attacked, it was the ancestor of the largest family in the city, Hua Baiyuan, who did not escape, but chose to stay and live and die with Fulong City.
In fact, the Hua family at that time was also ready to flee early, in this kind of national war, families like them had no power to resist at all, but when they came to the place where the ancestor was retreating, they found that the ancestor was gone, and after that, someone under the door came to report, and the ancestor Hua Baiyuan blocked in front of the city gate alone, fighting the enemy.
After a short period of consternation, the head of the Hua family at that time gritted his teeth and gave an order, anyone who thinks he is a Hua family will come with me and go out of the city!
Then he led the family guards and ran out of the city like crazy.
Whoever thinks he is a flower family, come with me.
This is not forced, it means that everyone chooses to fight to the death or escape, in fact, in the final analysis, he still doesn't want to take the entire family to death, saying this kind of thing can be regarded as leaving some blood for the Hua family.
And on the battlefield outside the city at this time, Hua Baiyuan's white hair was flying and his face was red, both of them were the pinnacle of the world, Hua Baiyuan was old, and even if he tried his best, he only dragged the four strong men of the Nine Dragons Dynasty.
By the time the head of the Hua family rushed out of the city gate, Hua Baiyuan had already fallen to the ground with all his strength, and in this battle, he fought against the four earthly peaks in his twilight years, dragging the footsteps of the 100,000 army, but unfortunately in the end he was exhausted.
All around were ravines caused by the battle, and even the corners of the city walls collapsed. Everyone witnessed the image of this old man dying in battle, and even the four strong men of the Nine Dragons Dynasty bowed to Hua Baiyuan's corpse, and the old man's bravery and fearlessness also deeply shocked them.
Hua Baiyuan was dead, Fulong City was already within reach, and the army of the Nine Dragons Dynasty then continued to press in, and the four earthly pinnacles also bypassed Hua Baiyuan's body and approached the city gate step by step.
At this moment, a faint light flashed in the distant sky, and a mysterious man wearing a mask suddenly appeared next to Hua Baiyuan's corpse.
This person seemed to suddenly appear in front of the army, and no one saw where he came from, not even the four earthly peak powerhouses.
The mysterious man glanced at Hua Baiyuan's corpse, and then grabbed it and threw it far away, and the corpse was thrown straight in the direction of the head of the Hua family at the city gate, and then two crooked hook-shaped weapons appeared in his hand.
The four masters in front of him were stunned, and before they could make a sound, they saw the long hook in the mysterious man's hand swaying gently, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
With a scream, two corpses, and only two of the four masters in the field were still alive.
"No!" In the face of this mysterious man, the two living earthly peaks had no idea of resisting, and turned their heads and fled.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had escaped hundreds of meters, far faster than the tiger and leopard, but in the next blink of an eye, two human heads flew high, and the mysterious man was still shaking the iron hook in his hand, as if the life he had just harvested was as insignificant as four straws in the field to him.
Horror!
Everyone shuddered when they saw this scene, if Hua Baiyuan's desperate resistance just now was like the last struggle of a lone hero, which made people feel shocked, then what the mysterious man did at this moment was like a life-threatening wandering god harvesting life in the world, which made people feel terrified.
The four earthly pinnacles joined forces, enough to kill tens of thousands of troops to the point of rout, and the strength reached the Infinite Heaven Realm It was no longer a gap that could be filled by simply increasing the number of people, but it was this kind of powerhouse that was all killed in two blinks of an eye.
The mysterious masked man came and went suddenly, and when the head of the Hua family came back from the shock, he couldn't find the figure. He quickly picked up the body of the ancestor, retreated into the city, closed the city gate, no matter what, Fulong City was saved, without the four masters, the remaining strength in the city was enough to support the arrival of reinforcements.
The head of the Hua family returned to Huafu with the ancestor in his arms, preparing to change clothes for the ancestor's body, and arrange for the burial after the war.
In the process of changing clothes, a book called the secret book of urging flowers and folding plum hands slipped from the chest of the ancestor, and the next people picked it up and took a look, and quickly handed it over to the head of the family.
The martial arts left by the mysterious person are naturally not ordinary martial arts, and they were immediately passed down by the head of the family, and after someone learns this stunt thoroughly, they understand the power of this martial arts. When fighting with others, your hands are the strongest weapons, and when the enemy slashes at you, it will be like a broken flower and a branch, and you can dissolve it with one hand. There are only a variety of flexible changes left in the fierceness, and killing people is only between changes, which is not much stronger than martial arts such as King Kong Finger Tablet Breaker.
Since then, this flower-destroying plum hand has been handed down with the Hua family's family martial arts, and this story has also been recorded in various books and has become a martial arts story.
It's a pity that decades later, Wu Siqian was born to lead the strong rise of Dihai City, holding a sword to challenge the major sects, and finally won the name of a gentleman killing the world, and secured his position as the lord of Dihai City.
Hearing Mo Chen's question, Hua Ningxue finally glanced at Mo Chen, but she didn't answer Mo Chen, but asked rhetorically: "You are the young man who beat Wu Zifeng a few days ago? ”
didn't answer Mo Chen, but asked Mo Chen directly as if he hadn't heard it, Hua Ningxue's arrogant attitude was revealed, after all, for her, the goal of this trip was only Wu Zifeng, better than Wu Zifeng, and she would be able to breathe a sigh of relief for her own mastery in the Nine Cities, proving that Zhemei's hand was stronger than the gentleman's sword.
"Let me ask you if you will fold your plum hand?" Hua Ningxue was arrogant, but Mo Chen was even more arrogant than her, and asked again in a deep voice. Only this time his tone was strong, and his eyes were no longer as indifferent as before, but faintly cold.