When Zheng Jun smashed the baffle of the carriage, in the dimness, debris was splashing, Si Chengmo did not dare to be careless, and took three or two steps back, Zheng Jun burst into the carriage, his fists were like hammers, and he waved towards Si Chengmo.

In addition to Si Chengmo's powerful knife skills, long fists are also one of his killing moves. The reason why he was able to become the leader of the Sicheng caravan was because of his excellent kung fu. So when Zheng Jun gave up his waist knife, burst into the carriage, and started hand-to-hand combat, Si Chengmo was not afraid.

Far from being afraid, the blood on his body burned.

As a martial artist, of course, he will meet a good talent, and when he meets an opponent in chess, it can stimulate his potential more and make him feel the infinite pleasure brought by fierce battles.

After many years of running around, the Sicheng caravan often faced robbers who cut the path, but most of the time, they used knives to solve problems, to say that with their bare hands, hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, the chance of this kind of thing happening is very rare, but even if it happens, it is difficult to meet an opponent of equal strength.

At the moment, Zheng Jun is undoubtedly an equal opponent.

Si Chengmo's combat power was suddenly stimulated to an unprecedented height.

Zheng Jun, as the leader of the Imperial City Guard, his qualifications and skills are impeccable, and this guy is a leopard who came out of the army around him.

Si Cheng Mo is proficient in long boxing, and Zheng Jun's set of King Kong chain punches is one of his famous martial arts.

Long fist against King Kong chain fist, in the shaky and broken carriage, launched a desperate fight.

Puff puff!

Bang Bang Bang!

The two fierce warriors punched to the flesh, and the move was fatal, and the fists struck each other's raised muscles, making a tooth-aching sound.

Accompanied by the sound of muscles being hit, it was the roar of the two like tigers roaring dragons, the carriage of the carriage was an enclosed space, although the roof cover was split off several pieces, but the light in the carriage was extremely dim, in the twilight, the two just threw their fists at each other by feeling, surprisingly, neither of them shook their bodies sharply to avoid the other party's incoming punches. With the faint glow, they threw frantically punches, each punch using lethal force, either the fists were in touch, the knuckles of the fingers snapping, or the fists landed on each other's arms, chests, or shoulders. But strangely, neither of them attacked each other's head and face.

This is an interesting scene, originally two warriors who fought to the death on the long street, and a moment ago they also waved knives and slashed each other, in a posture of never dying. But at this moment, they seemed to have sympathy for each other, and there was no need for an agreement at all, and there was no need for an expression of reminder, both of their fists consciously avoided each other's heads.

This is a kind of awe-inspiring gesture when two bloody men of equal strength maintain enough respect for each other.

The fight in the carriage made the frightened horses more and more panicked, when the carriage galloped on the main street of Chang'an City, it had caused a great commotion, passers-by have to dodge, some vendors on the street stalls because of the gallop of startled horses and let out a burst of scolding, and some people grabbed stones or sundries on the ground and threw them at the broken carriage.

But people are also surprised that they don't know who is fighting in the carriage. The various discussions and gossip that sparked quickly spread through the streets.

The fierce battle between Si Chengmo and Zheng Jun was completely in a state of blindness because of the complete fading of the glow on the horizon, but the two did not stop fighting.

In the distance, a group of officials came to this side, and they soon discovered the situation here, and the commotion caused by the two startled horses colliding wildly in the street was quite large on Chang'an Street at nightfall.

The team of officials was also a guard of the imperial city, and the leader was a middle-aged man with a strong figure like an iron tower, seeing the frightened horses passing by, a scream to dodge, chickens flying and dogs jumping, he stared sharply, clenched his fists, and then stepped forward, kicking and kicking, like a big rhinoceros rushing over. His movements are not fast, but there is a faint thunderous momentum.

Yes!

Bang!

The middle-aged man rushed to the startled horse, aimed at the two horse heads, opened the bow left and right, punched one by one, and smashed the two horse heads instantly, don't look at the speed of his action, but after the two punches were blasted, his body bounced to the side, as fast as a spring, and he avoided the impact of the carriage.

After the startled horse was punched, there was a mournful neigh, and due to inertia, he still rushed forward a few feet before falling to death on the street, and the carriage behind was also dragged and overturned because of the death of the startled horse.

When the carriage rolled over to the side of the road, the two men who were fighting in the carriage were so excited that they were unaware of the situation around them, and then they both fell out of the car, rolled on the ground, and flipped on the spot, perhaps because the rhythm was too smooth, they turned over and jumped up at the same time, and they invariably punched each other.

Yes!

Both of them let out a cry of pain at the same time, and both of them were punched in the face, and then both of them fell to the ground, their front teeth and blood flew together, but they both let out a hahahaha laugh, and after a desperate hand-to-hand fight, their bodies were tired and fell apart, and they couldn't move anymore.

In the dimly lit carriage, they all maintained the fine tradition of not attacking each other's heads and faces, and after not wanting to fall out of the carriage, under the bright lights of the surrounding shops, it was a slap in the face that knocked each other down.

Si Chengmo was quickly imprisoned by the Imperial City Guards, and the official still did not give a single charge for committing the crime. Even the entire process of being imprisoned was handled in a low-key manner, and this incident, which caused a lot of noise on Chang'an Avenue, was only hotly discussed among the people after dinner. There was not the slightest movement from the official side.

The son was arrested by the guards of the imperial city, and the anxious Si Chengwu didn't figure out what his son had done after some dredging. Then he set his sights on the Imperial Oracle. The big devil may want to hold his son in his hands and force himself to give in.

Three days later, at dusk, the Emperor's pacification envoy Tan Le appeared in the Si Cheng family's house. The reason why he came to the door in person was not because he gave face to the Sicheng family, but because Si Chengyan's cemetery was under the ancestral hall in the backyard of the Sicheng family.

Si Cheng Yan made too much contribution to the Si Cheng family, so his descendants buried him in the ancestral hall of the Si Cheng clan to show respect for this old ancestor.

What is strange is that only Tan Le came alone, although the Imperial Oracle Division is powerful, but it is indeed a rare thing to calm down the envoy and not even bring a subordinate.

"Master Sicheng, the three-day period has arrived, have you thought about it clearly?" Tan Le's face was indifferent, and his tone was also indifferent, but the terrifying aura exuded by his superiors made everyone present shocked.

Si Chengwu was actually ready to compromise, he had to compromise, although he couldn't afford to offend him, now that his son is in the hands of others, what else can he do, he only said with a wry smile: "Lord Tan, I agree to your request, but my child ......"

"Sicheng Zhuang owner, please rest assured, Ling Lang will be fine. Tanle said.

Si Chengwu smiled: "Thank you so much, Lord Tan is here......"

"Shameless child, take my ancestral treasure, you should fight!" A loud voice suddenly came from the back hall, and then the figure shook, and a gray figure swept out and pounced on Tanle.

Tan Le's cultivation is the Double Immortal Xia Realm, which is equivalent to the ninth layer of the marrow washing realm of a human warrior, and in the face of the suddenly killed figure, he jumped away, and with a bang, the chair under his seat was cleaved by a slap of vitality palm.

Tan Le jumped out of the courtyard from the hall, and as soon as he stood still, he saw the gray and white figure pounce again, and hit it with another energetic palm. At the same time, exclamations were heard in the hall.

Just now when he was attacked, Tan Le had already estimated that the other party's cultivation was not high, so he no longer dodged, when he jumped out of the courtyard, the Yuan Qi attack wave in his palm had already formed, and at this time, in the face of the figure that rushed over, he raised his right palm and struck at the other party.

Bang!

The two palms intersected, the cold light exploded, and the gray figure was shocked and flew back into the hall, and in the air of the flight, it smashed a hall door that was half-hidden due to the wind, and then it fell into the arms of Si Chengwu who hurriedly stepped forward.

"Daddy!"

"Grandpa!"

The people in the hall were in chaos and gathered around.

Si Chengzhuo blanched his mouth and vomited blood, and was seriously injured, but he shouted in his mouth: "Shameless child, shameless child......"

Si Chengzhuo's cultivation is the fifth layer of the marrow washing realm, which is naturally not as good as the cultivation of the ninth layer of the marrow washing realm of Tan Le, coupled with the old man's old age and frailty, after being repelled by Tan Le's palm, the injuries he suffered are naturally extremely serious.

Over there, Si Chengzhuo was vomiting blood, and here Tanle was gloomy, stretched out his hand and dusted off his clothes, regardless of the confusion of the shouts of everyone in the hall, he turned straight around a long corridor and headed towards the backyard.

The ancestral hall of the Sicheng clan covers a large area, the scale of the design is the front hall and the back yard, and the front hall of the ancestral hall is the place where the spiritual seat of the ancestors of the Sicheng clan is placed, and the incense is endless all year round. The backyard is a quiet place surrounded by pines and cypresses.

Tan Le walked to the front door of the ancestral hall, only to see three or five family members standing there, these family members also knew that the person who came was a murderer, so naturally they did not dare to stop it.

Tanle quickly made his way through the hall to the backyard.

The scale of the cemetery is not large, but the grave made of lime, together with the surrounding pines and cypresses, also has a solemn meaning.

Tanle did not have the means of tomb robbers, but the methods of their imperial oracle were nothing more than violent law enforcement and vigorous destruction.

Rumble!

Under the attack of the Genki attack wave, Si Chengyan's cemetery was blown open.

When the people of the Sicheng clan heard the sound of the ancestral hall, they all ran over, but when they arrived at the door of the ancestral hall, they couldn't help but stop. Their grief and indignation were palpable, but no one dared to enter the backyard. One is afraid of angering the devil, and the other is that he can't bear to see the bones of his ancestors being humiliated.