Lan Shihong added a sentence and continued: "The third watch master of the Hanging Temple encountered a group of bandits on the way here, and after finding out, he determined that they were Tang Fei's subordinates, so he escorted them to the alliance, and under interrogation, his words were the same as what the Tang Sect Master said about Tang Fei. In addition, the Baoding Mansion Earthquake Dart Bureau Long Zhen Tian Long Dart Head captured the Yin Yang Ring Zuo Chun, who ranked fifth in the weapon list, the weapon list is not recognized by the alliance, Zuo Chun's so-called ranking is purely personal imagination and Tang Fei's confusion, but it is an indisputable fact that he killed Tan Xiangqi, the master of Tianxiang Pavilion, for no reason. Killing people pays for their lives, Zuo Chun will be stabbed at him after the new alliance leader succeeds him, and he will eliminate the harm for the martial arts!"

There was a burst of chanting from the audience.

"Everyone, Tang Fei didn't dare to come, but our alliance meeting was not held for him. Now, let's first compete in martial arts and elect a new martial arts alliance leader, as long as the heroes and knights who are not more than forty years old can come to the stage to run for the alliance leader!"

The original purpose of this conference was to discuss the matter of solving the weapon list, but now the weapon list is basically solved. Tang Fei naturally saved trouble when he came, and if he didn't come, he would issue an alliance wanted warrant, and there would be no place for him to stand in the rivers and lakes, unless he was willing to hide like the Five Poisons Sect Master and never show up.

A storyteller's mouth can't express the words of two people, and a pen can't write two things.

Just when the alliance conference competition was in full swing, Tang Fei asked for a bowl of wontons and two roasted donkey meat in a burning shop, eating this breakfast, some dinner, some lunch, and some breakfast.

He looked very calm, changed into a peasant's clothes, his hair was messy, his beard was unkempt, his originally white face did not know what had been wiped off, it became swarthy and swarthy, only the eyes showed a terrifying cold light. A fly spun around his head, and he glanced at it, and the fly spun and fell to the ground, looking like it had fallen to its death. This scene is absolutely invisible to the hawkers who are burning fires. Not to mention that he was already busy, even if he stared at the fly, he would never be able to see that the fly was actually seen to death.

But Tang Fei's heart was by no means as leisurely and calm as it was on his face. One of his fires has been eaten for nearly half an hour, and the wonton is already the third bowl. He had never eaten a meal so calmly, eaten so much.

He wondered what he was living for. But he suddenly forgot what kind of hatred he had with the Tang family. If you think about it, you can't think of it. Then he was enlightened and played a clever one. He and Tang Men didn't even have the slightest hatred at all, it was people who had a grudge against him, but Tang Men never seemed to have sought revenge on him. Before he killed Tang Yuan.

Now, he really has a grudge against the Tang Sect!

Tang Fei didn't personally receive the alliance's battle post, but with the mouths of the people of the world, where can he find an impermeable wall!

He was hesitant to go into the compound now. Out of this shop, along the street to the end, on the avenue to the north but thirty or fifty zhang is the compound of the martial arts alliance, if you go north is Liu Guan Zhang Jieyi's Sanyi Temple. Of course, this temple was not built by the brother for the sake of righteousness, in fact, this Sanyi temple has only been built for more than 100 years, and it was built by a group of butchers during the previous dynasty.

Tang Feijue's self is not afraid of death. Death was even a relief for him. People who have nothing to love often have no vision for the future and lose hope in life. His spiritual world was already filled with gray dust.

A person who is not afraid of death must be very bold!

This is not a given! The size of courage is not directly related to whether or not you are afraid of death. Some people who are very bold are actually very afraid of death, and some people who are afraid of death will become bold at some point.

Tang Fei couldn't even think of what he wanted in this life, was it just Tang Men! Ever since he had this thought, he had been fighting for this goal all his life, and he had even lost his conscience. The thought was like the devil devouring his soul.

From the day he is sensible, he will have what he wants. Until one day he suddenly said to his father that he was quite the master of the Tang Sect. Then his father, in order to help him realize this idea, re-polluted the soul that had been cleansed.

Cold, Tang Fei suddenly smiled. He laughed because he found himself feeling very satisfied at this moment. He never thought that burning a bowl of chaos with two fires would satisfy him.

He is the commanding Tang Fei, the master of the weapons list, and a capable person who plays with many martial arts heroes to applaud, but he has never been proud of this, and even feels sad from time to time. Because he is also a martial artist. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of what he had done. He even suspected that he had done these things.

"My soul must have been controlled by a demon!"

Thinking of this, he finished eating the fire and chaos, put down an ingot of ten taels of silver, walked out of the shop where Xu Ji's donkey meat was burned, went out of the small street and went down the street, and walked north.

The sunlight stretched his shadow very long, and he walked forward, and the shadow walked forward, and he tried to step on his own shadow. This is of course in vain, no one, whether he is an emperor or a commoner, a master or an apprentice, does not have this ability, at this point all people are the same!

There is night and day in the world, and naturally there will be good and evil.

Since ancient times, kings have gained power and all bones have died. Why can't these people judge by good or bad. And an ordinary person, even if he kills a person, he is a bad person, and he has to pay for his life.

A murderer is not necessarily a bad person.

Kings also have good things. The Holy Monarch kills people to keep more people alive, and the tyrant kills naturally for his own power.

It's the same with rivers and lakes. Chivalry kills people to eliminate violence, and bandits kill people to rob. This is the difference between a bandit and a knight.

Yan Da'an was glad that he didn't lead his brother to become a group of real bandits. Now they are no longer bandits, of course, there is still some distance from the knight, and he jumped on the stage, not for the alliance leader, but to show himself in front of the heroes of the world. Because he is no longer afraid of exposure, he is going to start becoming a chivalrous man.

"In Xiayan Da'an, the big-headed ghost of Sanhe Village!

The competition is a system of fighting and guarding, and anyone can take the stage and challenge it. The last one is the leader of the alliance.

Now the martial arts competition is all scattered, the martial arts are not high, and after a while, the masters should come to the stage, and at that time, the first-class four ghosts will not be on the stage, otherwise they will be beaten down in three or two moves, isn't that a show.

Now the owner of Taihe Gate, who is guarding the gate, has won two games, Yan Da'an felt that he was close to his own kung fu, so he came to the stage to have a discussion.

"Please!"

Tai Arun clenched his fists in return, and the two of them fought back and forth.

Tai Arun makes it to be Hongmen Muay Thai, the kung fu of the hands. Hongmen is very prestigious in Shandong, Hongmen master Hong Tianzuo founded the Hongquan line, which has Tai, Shan, Bei, Dou four major branches of boxing skills, not only to teach the disciples in the door, but also to all parties of the martial arts, dart bureau, scattered sect to sell boxing routines, is also an economic source.

Yan Da'an has kung fu on his legs, and he practices Shaolin Tan legs. In fact, Shaolin does not have the kung fu of Tan leg, according to legend, the founder of Tan leg is a high monk named Kunlun Master of the previous dynasty founded, handed down over the years, and the Tan leg is attributed to the Shaolin lineage. Since Master Kunlun has become a monk, it is not an exaggeration to attribute Tan Leg to the Shaolin lineage.

It is often said in martial arts that there are more martial arts in the world than Shaolin, but it is not false. The so-called Shao * Gong refers to the martial arts techniques founded by the Shaolin patriarch Dharma Ancestor Kaipai. Bodhidharma Patriarch traveled all over the world and spread it widely. Even Wudang patriarch Zhang Sanfeng once became a monk in Shaolin Temple. But Zhang Zhenren is also a great master of martial arts, and Bodhidharma Ancestor and Sanfeng Zhenren have always been praised as the two great ancestors of the world's martial arts.

The second is the Kunlun Taoist lineage, which pays attention to the royal word formula, and the Kunlun faction, Kongtong faction, Shushan faction and Nangong family of the nine major schools belong to this line. This vein is generally good at fighting hidden weapons, according to Tang Aotian, their Tang Sect's ancestor Tang Qiangu is also a master sent by Kunlun.

Shaolin, Wudang, Qingcheng, Emei, and Huashan belong to the same vein of Shaolin and Wudang. As for those families, although most of them are also from Kunlun and Shaolin, since they can become a family, they must have their own routines and techniques, otherwise how can they be inherited.

Yan Da'an's leg kung fu was obviously still a little insufficient, Long Zhentian pouted when he saw it, and couldn't help but burst into foul mouths,

"Where did this big-headed thing come from, what kind of thing is this practice. ”

Yan Da'an and Tai Alun fought for more than 50 rounds, and finally were knocked out of the ring by a black tiger, if it weren't for the brothers in the audience, it is estimated that they would be able to fall half to death. The dragon shook the weather and jumped into the ring.

"The one with the big head, you show me clearly, how Tan Leg is trained!"

Long Zhentian clasped his fists and saluted, "Senior Brother Tai, you can make a move." You have been fighting for half a day and your strength is exhausted, so I will let you make three moves first. ”

Tai Arun didn't even hold his fist and slammed it into Long Zhentian's nose.

Yan Yuan looked at it and shook his head, and Qingshu said: "Eh, why is this old dragon's temper so explosive, this is not like a Buddhist disciple!"

Although he said this, his expression was a lively posture.

Long Zhentian twisted slightly, dodging Tai Aarun's punch. Tai Alun swept his wrist towards Long Zhentian's neck with a sweep, and Long Zhentian easily dodged it with an iron plate bridge. Tai Arun followed with a knee top, straight to Long Zhentian's lower body. The old dragon was shameless secretly, he knew that this Tai Alun was using fists, but he couldn't help but let people use his knees, not to mention that the knees and elbows themselves were in the boxing routine.

Look at Long Zhentian again, the kung fu on his legs is really not covered, this iron plate bridge has been bent backwards to seventy or eighty degrees, but no matter how much he bends the crotch, he can't bend it, so he can only bend his knees, and he leans back so much from the knees as a bending point, and the body above the knees lies down.