In the deep bamboo forest, there was a high-pitched and sharp sound of eagles.

A powerful internal force continued to surge, and everyone looked at the bamboo forest. I saw a figure slowly emerging from the bamboo forest, only to see a burly bearded man, walking slowly, the man stood on his right arm with an eagle, he held a wine gourd in his left hand and drank his head up, carrying a big knife behind his back, when the man was getting closer and closer to everyone, the strong internal force and air flow made everyone present feel like a mountain pressing on their bodies, out of breath.

The bearded man shouted:

"If you bully more and less, you are not a hero!

Everyone looked at the burly man who was walking slowly, Shi Xiaolong's eyes widened, his face was full of consternation, and he said:

"Who is this man? Even the breath of internal force is overwhelming! ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, and just looked at the man quietly.

Bi Bao's face was full of shock, he couldn't believe that in addition to Hou Qingyun and the mysterious Lord of Du Gu in this Dugu, there were people as powerful as internal force, and even Bi Bao was affected by the suppression of this internal force.

Li Qingsong's face was full of consternation, and he shouted:

"I wonder where Your Excellency is sacred?"

The man replied:

"In Xia Wenkui, I don't care what your reason is, the most unaccustomed thing for me is to bully more and less! It's okay to be hit by anyone, but just don't get hit by me! ”

The leaders talked a lot, and Shi Xiaolong said:

"Who is Wen Kui? I haven't heard of such a person in the rivers and lakes. ”

李墩 says:

"How could a martial artist with such a strong internal force as him not have heard of it?"

王高 says:

"Maybe it's a fake name deliberately said by a certain martial arts master!"

Shi Xiaolong said again:

"Masters like to hide their identities, and we don't understand the thoughts of masters in the rivers and lakes."

Li Dun asked:

"The martial arts master who plays with the sword, shouldn't it be the soul of the sword in the waves?"

Shi Xiaolong replied:

"I think it's possible, it is rumored that Fu Canghai likes to come to Dugu to practice martial arts very much, if Fu Canghai is in trouble!"

Li Qingsong's face was full of anger, he held the green bamboo stick tightly, and was just about to attack Wen Kui, but was stopped by Shi Xiaolong.

Shi Xiaolong glared at Li Qingsong and said:

"Brother Li, don't act rashly!"

After saying that, Shi Xiaolong lowered his head and clenched his fists to look at Wen Kui and asked:

"Your Excellency, isn't it the soul of the Wave Sword?"

Wen Kui's face was full of doubts, and he said suspiciously:

"What?"

Li Qingsong pointed at Wen Kui and shouted:

"It doesn't matter if you are the sword soul in the waves! As long as you stop me from avenging my eighth brother, I will still smash it! ”

Shi Xiaolong was taken aback by Li Qingsong's words and panicked.

Wen Kui looked at Li Qingsong and said suspiciously:

"Avenge the eighth brother?"

Wen Kui looked at Sun Mingzhi again and asked suspiciously:

"Brother, what's going on? I need to understand why, or I can't just help you! ”

Sun Mingzhi was silent, and Li Qingsong sneered:

"Hmph~ Even if you have a self-knowledge, he killed Hu Keyi, one of the eight leaders of our Qinghong Gang!"

Wen Kui scratched his face and said:

"Oh~ Qinghong Gang, then it's fine, kill a leader of the Qinghong Gang, isn't this to eliminate harm for the people?"

Wen Kui also wandered around for a while, and also went to some surrounding villages, and also learned that the Qinghong Gang was arrogant and arrogant.

Li Qingsong's face was full of contempt and said:

"That's not going to help us? Then you are our enemy! ”

With that, the seven sticks were on the same page, Wen Kui pulled out the big knife behind his back and shouted:

"This brother, can you still fight? If you can't fight, just rest, these people will hand it over to me, and if you can, you can help me fight. ”

Sun Mingzhi got up, lowered his head and clenched his fists, and said:

"Thank you Wen Daxia, don't worry, I'm very capable of fighting!"

Wen Kui looked up to the sky and laughed, and said with a smile:

"That's it!"

Wen Kui gestured to Sun Mingzhi with his eyes and asked:

"I'll do the ones on the left, how about you do the ones on the right?"

Sun Mingzhi nodded and replied:

"Okay, these are easy to deal with."

Wen Kui smiled at the corner of his mouth, held the knife in his right hand, and swung it out, the wind continued, and the surrounding bamboo was blown down by the powerful Gangfeng, just with a knife in his hand, the seven leaders were repelled a few steps.

After that, Sun Mingzhi was entangled with Wang Gao, the "Optimus Stick", Li Dun, the Poke Immortal Stick "Xu Wen" and the Hidden Cloud Stick Wei Feng, and he was beaten with four sticks with both fists.

Zhang Wuxian's eyes widened and he looked at Wen Kui, his face full of shock:

"What a powerful Gangfeng!"

After that, Wen Kui rushed towards Zhang Wuxian with a slash, Zhang Wuxian saw that the opportunity was not good, and blocked with a stick, Wen Kui kept slashing, scuffling for three rounds, so that Zhang Wuxian had no power to fight back. Seeing this, Li Qingsong poked with a stick, Wen Kui saw this, kicked Zhang Wuxian down, and attacked Li Qingsong, Li Qingsong swung the stick and smashed, Wen Kui waved a knife, Li Qingsong saw this, jumped into the air, picked up the stick, and smashed it to Wen Kui, Wen Kui held the handle with both hands, the blade swung sideways, blocked the stick, this stick smashed down, Wen Kui's feet were already stuffed to the ground, and suddenly the surrounding dust was flying, Wen Kui performed a light mandarin duck step, like a light swallow, instantly jumped behind Li Qingsong, Li Qingsong quickly turned around and swept away, dusty, and the two continued to entangle. After five rounds of scuffle, Li Qingsong slowly fell into the wind, Wen Kui's knife technique became faster and heavier, Li Qingsong became more and more caught off guard, Li Qingsong blocked the mistake, and his face was full of horror.

I saw that when Wen Kui's blade almost cut off Li Qingsong's head, Li Qingsong had already dropped the long stick and stood in front of Wen Kui, as if he knew his end, he slowly closed his eyes, his eyes were teardropping, slowly dripping, and muttered:

"I'm sorry Eighth Brother, Big Brother can't avenge you, but I hope we meet under the spring."

All the leaders present were frightened, and some of them were blindfolded, not daring to look at the scene of the separation of the heads, only to see Shi Xiaolong panic and shout:

"Brother Li!"

With that, Shi Xiaolong held two sticks in both hands and rushed there. But they never expected that Wen Kui quickly put the knife into the sheath, and he had no intention of wanting his life at all, and everyone was relieved.

Shi Xiaolong rushed over, his eyes were red, his hands were tightly gripping the two sticks, the sticks swayed freely in his hands, only to see Shi Xiaolong jump up and smash at Wen Kui.

Wen Kui swung out a knife casually, and the powerful sword gang actually repelled Shi Xiaolong in an instant, Shi Xiaolong's eyes widened, and he muttered:

"It's not an opponent at all!"

Zhang Wuxian struggled to get up and shouted:

"One or two people are not opponents, but let's go together!"

Zhang Wuxian quickly attacked Wen Kui, Zhang Wuxian put his right leg forward, picked up the long stick, and smashed it down, Wen Kui jumped up, quickly opened the distance with a roll, and scolded with a smile:

"It's a corpse, it's a yin one!"

In the distance, Bi Bao leaned on the bamboo, holding the knife in both hands, and carefully studied Wen Kui's knife technique.

Zhang Wuxian shouted:

"What are you doing? Watch the show, come to help, this guy is not easy to deal with. ”

After that, except for Li Qingsong, the other six sticks surrounded Wen Kui one after another, Sun Mingzhi ran quickly behind Wen Kui, they were back to back, Sun Mingzhi asked:

"What if there is no road?"

Wen Kui smiled:

"Then fight your way out!"

Sun Mingzhi said with a smile:

"Just what I want!"

The bamboo leaves fluttered in the wind, and the two looked up to the sky and laughed.

After saying that, Sun Mingzhi quickly pounced on Wang Gao,

Wen Kui smiled and shouted:

"The best is yet to come!"

With that, Wen Kui slowly stuck the knife on the ground, holding the handle with both hands, and suddenly the wind howled, and large bamboo leaves flew all over the sky.

Everyone looked at this man who had been killed halfway.

A powerful internal force will overwhelm everyone present.

Bibao's eyes widened, his face full of shock,

Wen Kui looked up to the sky and laughed, and said with a smile:

"The prodigal son sings three times, only the heroes!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw a crimson figure, and he instantly rushed towards Zhang Wuxian, Zhang Wuxian's eyes widened, his face was full of shock, only to see Wen Kui swinging a knife towards Zhang Wuxian, Zhang Wuxian was caught off guard, and quickly pulled out his stick, trying to block the knife.

Wen Kui cut off this stick in an instant with a knife, Wen Kui did not ask Zhang Wuxian for his life, but shifted the target and attacked Wang Gao and Li Dun, Li Dun shouted:

"Trap him!"

Zhang Wuxian held the short stick tightly, gritted his teeth, and Zhang Wuxian scolded:

"It's unlucky!"

Zhang Wuxian clenched the broken stick and wanted to continue to fight, but was stopped by Li Qingsong, Li Qingsong slowly shook his head, and sighed:

"Don't go on without immortals, we are not his opponents at all, he is giving us a chance, not asking for our lives, this is a reminder not to act rashly, if he really moves the killing intent, we can't escape at all."

Zhang Wuxian casually threw the broken rod aside, sighed, and said:

"Alas, this is the strength of a true martial arts master!"

In mid-air, five figures pulled off their long sticks together, and the two of them watched them quietly without participating in the battle.

Sun Mingzhi looked into the air, wanting to take their attack hard, but was stopped by Wen Kui, who shouted:

"The prodigal son has no hatred, and the hero has no tears."

Wen Kui blocked with a knife, and the five of them slammed down, and suddenly the dust flew up, and Wen Kui's feet fell to the ground. Wen Kui smiled at the corner of his mouth, and at this time, Wen Kui's body was shocked, and the strong air flow put pressure on the five people, making the five of them try their best to block it.

Wen Kui smiled:

"The prodigal son sings three times, not a sad song."

The four of them widened their eyes and their faces were full of panic, because this pressure was getting stronger and stronger, Wen Kui's body was shocked again, this time it was stronger than the pressure exerted on everyone last time, and the four of them had no strength at all to continue to suppress Wen Kui.

Shocked, he felt that the situation was not good, so he threw his horizontal knife at Wen Kui. Seeing this, Sun Mingzhi wanted to block the knife, but as soon as he was about to rush towards the knife, he was grabbed by a huge hand on his wrist, Sun Mingzhi was stunned, and quickly turned his head, and the fainting Qian actually stood up, and the Qian and Sun Mingzhi continued to compete between real men.

Holding Sun Mingzhi tightly, he instantly threw Sun Mingzhi up, threw him aside, and broke several bamboos one after another. Sun Mingzhi sat on the ground and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said:

"Boy, you have a little ability, eat my fall, I thought you were dead."

Silent and straight towards Sun Mingzhi, a punch attacked, Sun Mingzhi quickly got up and hurriedly dodged, a high kick sideways, kicked in the chest, staggered a few steps, and said:

"You are very powerful, since I can remember, no one can compete with my strength now, just now I was very confused, I was powerless at all, I even thought about whether you are any of my relatives, after all, I picked it up, thinking that you are a threat to the Qinghong Gang, even if it is a relative, you have to die."

Qian looked down at Sun Mingzhi and said:

"Boy, I don't have any relatives, let alone know you, I've been in the rivers and lakes for 30 years, and I have nothing to worry about, except for that person, I haven't dared to say the word death to me"

After that, Sun Mingzhi's right fist hit the door of the face, put on a good posture, ate this punch, opened his left arm, rushed forward, elbow socket, hit Sun Mingzhi's head, and instantly turned Sun Mingzhi upside down and rotated it and fell directly to the ground.

Sun Mingzhi wanted to get up, but he jumped up and stepped on Sun Mingzhi's head directly, and with a trampling, Sun Mingzhi's head was instantly kicked into the ground.

In a trance, the wound on Sun Mingzhi's chest cracked, and the intense pain made him scream.

Grabbed Sun Mingzhi's arm and lifted it directly, Sun Mingzhi stood up, there was no light in his eyes, he grabbed Sun Mingzhi's neck with one hand, raised it above his head, and threw it directly on the ground, followed by a few big feet, and the blood in Sun Mingzhi's mouth sprayed directly on the face.

Liu Xi, who was dying next to him, saw this scene and tried his best to call out Sun Mingzhi's name to make him stand up.

Hearing a direct open posture, he threw down his fists and smashed them on the door in front of Sun Mingzhi.

Thinking that Sun Mingzhi was dead, Wen Kui asked Liu Xi's voice, and quickly turned his head to look at Sun Mingzhi, who was dying, and he shouted loudly:

"Mingzhi, don't sleep! Stand up! ”

Suddenly, Sun Mingzhi sat up directly.

Seeing this, he slapped Sun Mingzhi down with another giant palm, turned around, and Sun Mingzhi sat up again, panting in his mouth, laughing frantically.

The bottomless power of the gang made Sun Mingzhi even more arrogant. Bibao broke out in a cold sweat and sneered:

"He's still laughing, he's dying."

At the moment when the punch was punched, Sun Mingzhi directly supported the ground with both hands, curled up, stepped on the ground with both feet, and got up with both feet, instantly gathered the strength of the whole body, transmitted power from the legs, raised a large amount of dust on the ground, and approached the fox in reverse, just at the moment when the body was about to rush into the attack range of the fox, with the right foot as the fulcrum, quickly turned around, the shoulders, arms and fists were in the same line, with the upper body turning, the lower body changed feet, directly weekly, and the upper body was the same, Combined into a powerful force transmitted to the fist, the fist swung out the moment, the foot slammed on the ground again, so that the fist reached the maximum strength, Sun Ming turned around and punched a hook, hitting the jaw.

"Bump!" A hook directly hit the calf to the heavens, transmitted the power of the past, collided with the calf's head, and made a stone-shattering sound, instantly knocked the behemoth into the air, the calf fell to the ground, and fainted instantly, Sun Mingzhi panted, instantly sat up, leaned on the bamboo, he said:

"I'll rest for a while and hand it over to Brother Wen."

Seeing this, he jumped up, and the more he went to the top of the bamboo, he took out several pocket swords from his waist, and projected thirty them one after another, and each pocket sword was wrapped with that imperceptible silk thread, which was extremely sharp, and the falling bamboo leaves touched the silk thread and cut it off instantly. The four sticks took advantage of the retribution to harass Wen Kui and withdrew, these silk threads trapped Wen Kui like a net of heaven and earth, Wen Kui's cheek was scratched with several blood marks, Wen Kui saw Sun Mingzhi's victory, he was relieved, he nodded, his body continued to tremble, and all the silk threads were broken, he took the wine gourd on his waist, his face was full of sorrow, and said:

"In the red dust, there are too many sad things."

Bibao couldn't stand it anymore, and wondered:

"Why are you suddenly worried when you play well."

Shi Xiaolong held his hands on his hands and said:

"Maybe the martial arts master is also worried, I guess he should think of the girl in his heart."

Wang Gao and Li Dun glanced at each other and nodded.

Xu Wen nodded slowly and exclaimed:

"It's so poetic."

Wei Feng says:

"Let's talk about a hammer! Dry rack! ”

After that, the five of them attacked Wen Kui one after another.

Wen Kui raised his head and poured wine, and danced a flowing knife technique. Shi Xiaolong, Wang Gao, Li Dun, Wei Feng, Xu Wen, including Bibao, attacked Wen Kui one after another.

Wen Kui raised his head and laughed, and said with a smile:

"The prodigal son sings a song for the king, and advises the king not to shed tears!"

On the shoulders still stood the eagle, which let out a sharp eagle chirp, and Wen Kui laughed and shouted:

"If there is injustice in the world, indulge in alcohol and wield a knife to cut off people's heads!"

Wen Kui raised his head and poured a large sip of wine, spit on the blade, and swung a knife, and the sword wind made everyone move forward with difficulty.

Bi Bao instantly withdrew the horizontal knife, and the fine silk thread actually cut a bloody mark on Wen Kui's right arm. Bibao jumped up, holding a knife and slashing Wen Kui's head, Wen Kui held the handle with both hands, a heavy slash, and several cracks cracked out of the chopping earth, which instantly shook Bibao away, Bibao performed light skills, quickly dodged Wen Kui, borrowed the power of bamboo, jumped to the top of the bamboo, and Bibao muttered to himself:

"What a terrifying knife technique."

Wen Kui took a mandarin duck step and jumped to the top of the bamboo, Wen Kui slashed horizontally, and he was still repelled by Wen Kui.

Shi Xiaolong and Xu Wen met Wen Kui, Wen Kui slashed, instantly slashed next to the two, the two of them blocked with difficulty, Wen Kui's strength was amazing, and he actually pushed the two forward, the two of them hit the ground with their heels, and four clear toe marks were drawn on the ground, during which the two knocked down several bamboos.

Shi Xiaolong scolded:

"Is this guy a cow?"

Wei Feng instantly appeared on Wen Kui's back, and was about to slash down on Wen Kui's head, Wen Kui instantly noticed it, only to see Wen Kui give up and continue to entangle Xu Wen and Shi Xiaolong, squatting slightly, dodging the blow, only to see Wen Kui instantly to Wei Feng's back, and the knife instantly swung from his back and slashed towards Wei Feng's head. At the last moment, Bi Bao threw out the horizontal knife again, and Wen Kui rolled to dodge the blow.

Wang Gao and Li Dun glanced at each other, and continued to attack Wen Kui, Wen Kui quickly turned his head, and with a knife in his hand, he split the two sticks in an instant, Wen Kui opened the distance, and another mandarin duck step, jumping to the top of the bamboo, Sun Mingzhi followed closely behind Liu Xi, and Wen Kui looked down at everyone.

Wen Kui smiled:

"I won't play with you, this fight is very enjoyable."

After that, Sun Mingzhi took out a package from Liu Xi's waist, and instantly swayed it, and suddenly a choking white mist filled the air, and when the white mist dissipated, there was no trace of the three of them.

Bibao held a knife in both hands and said:

"I don't think they'll get far! In any case, we must avenge today's revenge, and send people to carefully search the traces of these people! ”

..........

In the depths of the bamboo forest, a drizzle fell on the horizon, like fog-like rain, rain-like fog, and wisps of fog lingered.

Sun Mingzhi carried Liu Xi and Wen Kui, who had fainted, and walked slowly in the bamboo forest. Sun Mingzhi says:

"Thank you, Brother Wen, for saving your life."

Wen Kui waved his hand and said with a smile:

"You're welcome, brother."

Sun Mingzhi says:

"Brother Wen, you don't have to worry about us, just leave if you have anything."

Wen Kui smiled:

"Help people to the end, I'll help you find a place to stay before leaving."

Sun Mingzhi says:

"Thank you, Brother Wen."

In this way, everyone continued to walk slowly in the bamboo forest, Wen Kui drank wine, and hummed a poem written by someone who did not know:

"The prodigal son sings three times, and only the heroes are sung."

"The prodigal son has no roots, and the hero has no tears."

"The prodigal son sings three times, not a sad song."

"In the red dust, there are too many sad things."

"The prodigal son sings a song for the king, and advises the king not to shed tears."

"If there is injustice in the world, indulge in alcohol and cut off people's heads with a knife."

Sun Mingzhi asked suspiciously:

"Brother Wen, who wrote this poem? What is the gist of the poem? ”

Wen Kui replied:

"This is a poem commemorating a novelist known as Gu Long, called "The Three Smiles of the Prodigal Son" I like this kind of poem very much, so I called the knife technique that I learned all my life "The Three Smiles of the Prodigal Son""

Sun Mingzhi says:

"It's beautiful."

The crowd continued to walk slowly, and not far away, they saw a listless girl with braids, who carried a basket on her back, as if she had walked a long way.

Wen Kui hurriedly walked up to the girl and asked:

"Hello, girl, may I ask if there is a village around?"

The girl looked at them carefully, the girl looked at Sun Mingzhi, her face was full of panic, she thought:

"This shirtless fat man, covered in scars, is definitely not a good person."

The girl didn't dare to look at Liu Xi, who was bare and white, and thought:

"A man with a lot of character, why is it so miserable?"

The girl looked at Wen Kui again and thought:

"With a scruffy beard and a big knife on her back, she definitely doesn't look like a good person, this girl is really unlucky, even if she picks medicine, she can meet bandits and bandits, I have to find a way to escape."

The girl turned around and ran, which puzzled Wen Kui, who muttered:

"Shouldn't I be too scary to scare the girl?"

Wen Kui shouted:

"Girl, why is that, we are not bad people who believe us!"

The girl covered her ears as she ran, and murmured:

"Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures."

The girl ran too fast, the ground was uneven, one stepped on the air, only to hear a "plop", the girl actually fell.

Seeing this, Wen Kui hurriedly ran to the girl who fell and helped the girl up, Wen Kui looked at the girl and said:

"Little girl, it's okay."

The girl looked ugly and replied:

"How can it be okay, I've broken my foot."

Wen Kui asked:

"We're not bad people, don't be afraid, I'll carry you."

The girl's face turned red, and she replied:

"No, I can get up."

The girl tried, but she just didn't dare to stand, Wen Kui smiled:

"Don't be pushy."

With that, Wen Kui carried the girl behind him, and Wen Kui said:

"Is your village far away? I'll send you there. ”

The girl whispered:

"Thank you, uncle, our village is not far away."

Wen Kui asked:

"What's your name?"

The girl replied:

"Gao Wa."

It was drizzling in the sky, and in the depths of the bamboo forest, everyone was walking slowly..........

[Wen Kui showed his strength in this chapter, felt the pride of the bearded hero, and roared when he saw the injustice. 】