Chapter Seventy-Two: The Storm Comes

On the Chaoyang Peak of Huashan, Yue Zifeng was practicing his sword, and the sword light flashed, silently, which was the Xiyi swordsmanship of Huashan.

With the secrets left in the sect and Wang Peng's guidance, in just half a year, Yue Zifeng has entered the realm of the early stage of the second order, as long as he persists, it is enough to become a generation of masters.

"Okay, let's rest for a while, I have something to tell you for the teacher." Wang Peng said towards Yue Zifeng.

Wang Peng didn't have any place to go, so he simply stayed in Huashan to teach this kid, and by the way, he thought about what was his own way, but he didn't come up with anything after thinking about it for half a year.

However, this body of martial arts is almost sorted out, at the beginning, just to kill the Japanese all day long, easily summarized the knife technique, did not organize their other aspects of martial arts, this half a year combined with the cheats left by the Huashan faction, and made up for all the shortcomings.

Whether it is in terms of fists and feet, or swordsmanship and medical science, Wang Peng has been greatly enhanced.

Yue Zifeng is left alone in Huashan, he is naturally not stupid, of course he knows the truth of hugging his thighs, those cheats are dead, and it is true when he learns them, so he put them directly in front of Wang Peng, begging Wang Peng to accept him as an apprentice, and Wang Peng will take advantage of the situation to accept this apprentice.

Fortunately, these cheats were all placed in the secret room, otherwise those people would have snatched them up a long time ago.

Yue Zifeng came to Wang Peng and said respectfully, "Master, is there something wrong?" ”

"How's your Zixia Divine Skill doing?" Wang Peng asked, this Zixia Divine Skill was naturally passed on to him by Wang Peng, there is no Zixia Divine Skill on this Huashan, there is only one Mixed Yuan Jin, it is not as good as Zixia Divine Skill, simply, Wang Peng passed on the Zixia Divine Skill to him.

"It's a little bit done, but it feels like it's a little slow." Yue Zifeng said regretfully.

The sect was destroyed Yue Zifeng of course hoped to take revenge, and he was very happy with Wang Peng's guidance, but the progress of this Zixia Divine Skill slowed down, but it was unpleasant.

When Wang Peng heard this, he smiled and said: "You were originally in a place where you were on the verge of the door, and you passed on your Zixia Divine Skill to your teacher, so you made a logical breakthrough, but this Zixia Divine Skill cultivation is in no hurry."

I've been with you for more than half a year, and it's time to leave as a teacher. ”

Although he was a master who exchanged cheats for cheats, Wang Peng, the master, still did his job, whether it was to guide martial arts or protect Huashan from being swallowed up by the surrounding forces.

Suddenly about to separate, Yue Zifeng reluctantly said: "Why did the teacher leave, but what is the important matter?" ”

Wang Peng sighed and said: "I don't know when some important people on the rivers and lakes began to be killed, such as the heads of major factions, or the head of the dart game.

And all the spearheads are pointed at the teacher, and there is also news that the division and the people in Dongchang colluded to sell officials as the evil party, so a large number of people have gathered on the rivers and lakes to kill the teacher.

I'll be in trouble if I stay here any longer, well, I'll see you again if I have a chance. ”

With a wave of his hand, Wang Peng left without looking back, this time someone was obviously targeting him, and staying here would only harm Yue Zifeng, although the time spent together was short, but this apprentice was Wang Peng's first apprentice, so he couldn't be affected.

Yue Zifeng looked at Wang Peng who was leaving, he wanted to help, but with his martial arts, even if he went, it would be a mess.

"Teacher, I hope you are safe."

A few days after leaving Huashan, Wang Peng suddenly found that the existing people in the rivers and lakes looked at him, all pointing and pointing, as if they were talking about something.

Wang Peng could also guess that what they said would definitely not be a good thing. There's no point in arguing with them, let's go our own way.

Walking his own way, Wang Peng suddenly thought of something. Isn't the road the way? Isn't the way you go? Isn't what he has always insisted on and what he has followed is his way?

He has always walked his way!

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that I was actually a mediocre person disturbing myself, obviously my own way is at my feet, but I haven't been able to find it, it's really confused!" Wang Peng laughed in the wilderness.

"Wang Peng, you are dying, what else is so funny?" A deep voice came, and within four weeks, people from various sects appeared one after another.

Wang Peng has not changed his face at all in the past few days, he has always used his own face, and they can know that Wang Peng is also very relaxed here.

Among the surrounding crowds, there are various sects such as Wudang, Shaolin, Kongtong, etc., and the heads of these sects have brought the elites of their own sects to come, and I think they are also here for a long time.

Wang Peng actually saw a person he hadn't seen for a long time, Master Kongming.

"Master Kongming, I didn't expect you to come and kill me too, why didn't you see Brother Xuankongzi?" Wang Peng said lightly.

Although the tone was very flat, there was also a trace of sadness in Wang Peng's voice. He didn't expect that even his former friends would come to kill him, but he didn't know if Xuankongzi would come.

Master Kong Ming called a Buddha name: "Amitabha, Brother Wang, Second Brother He didn't come, he never believed that you killed those people."

But you are the only one in the world who has such a good knife technique and such a good poison technique. For the sake of the righteous path of martial arts in the world, the poor monk can only be sorry for Brother Wang. ”

Listening to Kong Ming's words, Wang Peng didn't expect that Xuan Kongzi could still believe in himself.

Shaolin Temple abbot Jueming shouted: "Okay, it's not for you to reminisce." Wang Peng, you brutalized my fellow martial arts and colluded with the eunuchs. Today we will destroy you, the devil. ”

Bai Qingdao, the head of Wudang: "Master Jueming is right, I never thought that Wang Peng, you are actually such a person, we shouldn't have besieged you like this, but for the evil devil's crooked way, we don't need to talk about morality." ”

Qing Fengzi, the new head of the Kongtong faction, also shouted: "Yes, what kind of morality is it to deal with this kind of person, he killed the former head of the sect and shocked the wind, we have nothing to do with him, we have to kill him today." ”

The people around him either had an enmity with Wang Peng, or they wanted to kill Wang Peng and become famous.

Looking at the hideous faces of this group of people, Wang Peng suddenly understood that there is no innocent or innocent in this river and lake, as long as you step here, you must kill people, kill people for various reasons, vendetta in the rivers and lakes, in order to compete with others for women, in order to become famous.

Wang Peng has always been bound by the word innocent, always thinking about whether to kill. Today he finally understands what should be killed or not, just follow his own heart.

"Thank you for letting Wang understand. In order to express this gratitude, there will be absolutely no hand left behind. Wang Peng looked at the people around him coldly and said.

"This demon still dares to threaten me and others, and everyone will kill him together."

"Yes, there is no need to explain anything to deal with this kind of evil crookedness."

"Kill!"

Some of the rivers and lakes were reckless and couldn't see the situation clearly, so they rushed up first. Wang Peng waved his long knife, and a fierce and domineering sword aura instantly harvested the lives of these people.

How many such miscellaneous fish come, how many Wang Peng kills, the more he kills, the more beneficial it is to Wang Peng.

Wang Peng's body is like a ghost, and he swings his long knife, and every time he swings the knife, he will take three or four lives. There are a lot of people who have been killed, but in fact, there is not much damage from those big sects.

The various sects naturally have experience in dealing with this kind of battle, so they can first let those scattered people on the rivers and lakes go to surround them, and finally reap the benefits of the fishermen.

But Wang Peng is not so easy to be killed by others, in this kind of bloody place, his reply is extremely fast, he came to besiege the rivers and lakes scattered people, but a moment of kung fu has been killed by Wang Peng.

"What's wrong? Are the major sects hiding behind their backs and not daring to come up? Anyway, you, the new head of the Kongtong faction, don't want to take revenge, why don't you go up! ”

Every time Wang Peng killed a person, he felt that the true qi in his body was running faster and faster, as if he sensed some mystery between heaven and earth.

He just wants to kill now, and this is simply not enough.

When Qing Fengzi saw his name, he really couldn't hide behind anymore, and rushed towards Wang Peng with both hands in a posture of Zhongtong fist.

Zhongtong Boxing, this set of martial arts is used in the hands of Jingfengzi, and there is still a bit of power, but in the hands of Qingfengzi, it is not like that at all.

Qingfengzi thought that Wang Peng would kill him, but Wang Peng made a strange move and put the knife into the sheath.

Slash! This is a big trick of Wang Peng, and the former head of the Kongtong faction died under this trick.

Qingfengzi looked at Wang Peng's knife cautiously, this move has killed many people, Wang Peng can make a name for himself in the world, and it has nothing to do with this move.

He knew that Wang Peng's knife skills were terrifying, and his ability to use poison was also terrifying. But what he didn't know was that Wang Peng not only knew how to use poison, but also practiced poison skills.

A punch blasted out, fierce and domineering, and the yang poison burned the body! Sun Poison Fist!

The two fists collided, Qing Fengzi took a few steps back in fear, this punch had a terrifying poisonous force, and it was starting to burn his meridians along his hand, and there was no way to extinguish this poisonous fire.

"Ah, my hands, the meridians are so painful, so uncomfortable!"

Qingfengzi screamed and rolled on the ground, as if he had been cooked.

The people who only went to the major sects around were all shocked by Wang Peng's punch, and they had never seen such an evil fist, but they could also see it with their knowledge, which should have something to do with poison.

"Okay, you Wang Peng, you actually use poison to poison Qingfengzi, everyone!" Bai Qing shouted.

Looking at the major factions that rushed up, Wang Peng sneered, "I, Wang Peng, am despicable with poison, aren't you so-called famous and decent people besieging me?" Hypocrisy! ”

Wang Peng pulled out his knife, and a stream of red and blue qi hovered over the knife.

Several Shaolin Temple disciples were holding long knives and rushed towards Wang Peng, but they didn't expect to hit with one blow, but then they felt that something was wrong, and they didn't hit anything.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow flashed, and several monks were all separated.