Qin Ye's knife swept over, it was natural, and the timing was very ingenious, it was the time when Huang Chao was reciting poems to ventilate. He interrupted Huang Chao's momentum, which frustrated his momentum, and Qin Ye's own outburst had the advantage of a sudden attack.

As for face? Only the living have face. Today he hacked Huang Chao to death, everyone can only say that Qin Ye is good at grasping fighters, calm and decisive, Huang Chao is arrogant and ridiculous, pretending!

Huang Chao couldn't spit it out in his heart, and his hands were trembling with anger! How can there be such a muddy person, who doesn't give any face. Don't I Huang Chao lose face?

On the other side, Qin Ye saw Huang Chao's spear body shake, and thousands of spear flowers bloomed in an instant, illusory, and went straight to him to volley.

Qin Ye had long had experience in facing this kind of offensive, drawing his knife and slashing diagonally, stretching his body. With the steps of long-standing actual combat, you can attack and retreat. The blade carried his huge strength, enveloping the front of Huang Chao's spearhead, like slashing at the seven inches of a poisonous snake!

"Boom!"

A loud bang came, and the ordinary people watching from the sidelines were uncomfortable. Qin Ye, who was in the center of the shock, felt that his mind was "shining", and his hand holding the knife was slightly numb.

"What's the matter? Solid iron guns? ”

Qin Ye suddenly realized. It's not that he hasn't thought about this kind of thing, but he has judged it specifically based on Huang Chao's body shape before, and the other party's relaxed appearance makes him conclude that it is made of wood.

As soon as Qin Ye flashed a thought, Huang Chao's big gun had already been drawn back, and the heavy sound of the wind made the onlookers' scalps tingle.

In the next moment, the spear in Huang Chao's hand turned into a storm, just like a young child holding an elastic bamboo strip and stabbing him, and Qin Ye's whole person was covered by his spear shadow!

The loud sound of striking iron made people tremble, and the people outside the field couldn't help but feel cold when they saw such a fierce attack.

After three breaths, there was a sudden silence in the field.

Huang Chao stabbed Qin Ye in the chest with a shot. Qin Ye didn't have the chirp before death in the film and television dramas, and he swallowed his breath without saying a word. Huang Chao withdrew the gun, and Qin Ye's body fell to the ground.

The crowd watched dumbfounded, this sudden impact beyond their comprehension. At this moment, everyone lost the ability to speak, except for Huang Chao.

He pointed his spear diagonally, the head of the spear was facing Qin Ye's corpse, and the dark red blood fell to the ground one by one.

"In ancient times, there was only Changshan Zhao Zilong."

His flat voice rang out, and everyone could hear it clearly.

The interval between the front and back is very short, and from the perspective of breath and rhythm, Huang Chao's chanting is coherent and emotional, and there is no interruption of mistakes.

The silence in the field lasted for a moment.

At this time, it is necessary to rely on the core disciples to break the embarrassing situation of no praise and no reply. Zhang Tiezhu shouted: "In ancient times, Master Wen Wine beheaded Huaxiong, and today Master recited poems to kill Qin Hui!" Well done! Master! These words were said by Zhang Tiezhu, who was broad-shouldered and round-waisted, honest and honest, which was simply shocking.

Well, this is actually what Zhu Xiaoliu taught him.

Huang Chao's other disciples shouted: "Okay! Master! "Well played! Master! "Master! Good! Drink...... Ah, go to dinner! ”

Some of these people are early students personally instructed by Huang Chao, and they are considered inner disciples; There are also outer disciples who have just started, and Zhu Xiaoliu and them are taking them to practice.

Huang Chao pointed to the coffin and said to Qin Ye's trembling apprentices: "Take the coffin and use it, remember, this is a good thing for the Taiping coffin shop." ”

Why did Huang Chao emphasize the origin of the coffin? Why did the crowd talk about the coffin shop when they challenged it before? Behind all this, there is hidden the greed of human nature and the distortion of interests...... Well, Huang Chao has a stake in this coffin shop.

Qin Ye's people took Qin Ye and his righteous son back, and the spectators also quickly dispersed. Zhu Xiaoliu squeezed over from the periphery and whispered next to Huang Chao: "Master, the person has been saved." ”

Huang Chao nodded, and also said in a low voice: "Recently, I have arranged a few senior brothers to take care of Dianhe Huzi and his daughter-in-law. Zhu Xiaoliu said he understood.

Qin Ye died like this, and since then there has been no such person as him in Jinmen.

His knife is sharp, and his sword is sharp, but so what? was not poked to death by Huang Chao as soon as he came up, which was already considered his skillful kung fu. Huang Chao didn't say anything big at all, he really used the Seven Probe Snake Disc Gun, and the fifty-pound big iron gun pierced it, where could Qin Ye stop him?

Although Qin Ye's treasure knife is made of excellent material, it is only twenty or thirty catties, he can cut Huo Yuanjia's slice knife after many slashes, but how can he instantly cut off Huang Chao's big gun? The weapon is longer than his, twice as heavy as his, just by smashing it twice, Qin Ye can't hold the knife anymore!

Huang Chao's strength can still use heavier guns, but he must also abide by scientific laws when building iron guns in this era: the theoretical weight of a round steel with a diameter of 4cm is 9.87 kg/m, and his gun is about two meters and a half, which is almost fifty pounds. If you want a hundred catties, then it's over, you can mix gold or platinum with iron...... Although Huang Chao made some money, he couldn't be such a loser, and he didn't have combat effectiveness.

After a hearty victory, Huang Chao and his apprentices naturally wanted to celebrate. Now Huang Chao has increased his requirements for his apprentices, and behaviors like alcoholism are absolutely not allowed. Tonight is worth celebrating, if they run to drink recklessly, will they also find a reason to drink when they encounter other things in the future?

So Huang Chao didn't give them this bad head at all. The way the martial arts hall celebrated was full of reasonableness in silence: they went to eat buns en masse. That's right, they eat steamed buns in Jinmen, and what they eat is that famous Goubuli steamed buns!

"Good stuff!" Huang Chao ate an oversized bun in one bite, and what temperature was too high did not hinder him at all. The dogs of this era ignore the buns, it is the period when they do things well and make buns sincerely, even Huang Chao is full of praise.

Huang Chao also sighed in his heart, who would have thought that for more than a hundred years, it would only care about making money in the end, and it would no longer have the original intention of making steamed buns sincerely, a steamed bun would be dozens of yuan, and it would not be very delicious - a Tianjin delicacies, but the locals didn't eat it.

Zhu Xiaoliu asked speechlessly: "Master, why do we have to come to eat dog buns." "He's tired of eating this, but Master loves it so much that they often send people to buy it and eat it in the martial arts hall! As a core disciple, Zhu Xiaoliu often eats with his master and eats steamed buns every day. Zhu Xiaoliu is already going crazy.

Huang Chao was excited, glared at him, and said matter-of-factly: "This bun has a saying." ”

"What to say."

Huang Chao smiled: "Little Liu, you listen to me." It's such a dozen bamboo boards, it's something else, let's not boast, I praise a Jinmen gourmet dog ignores the bun (za), this dog ignores the bun (za), it's good in the end, it's a thin skin and a big stuffing eighteen pleats, like a flower! ”

Zhu Xiaoliu stuffed half of the bun in his mouth, and was stunned for a long time and said, "...... Master is brilliant. ”