"...After the ninth year of the Wujian era, the Jurchens invaded southward for the fourth time. Everyone knows the scene along the way."

Meng Zhutao's voice echoed in the spacious courtyard, suppressing some of the noise from his junior brothers and sisters' wedding.

"After the main force passed through Xuzhou, the Wu Dynasty's army north of the Yangtze River hurriedly fled south, and hundreds of thousands of people fled in panic. I have a stronghold in the mountains, avoiding the main roads, so I wasn't greatly impacted. There was stored grain in the stronghold, which I had painstakingly accumulated over the previous few years. Later, I took in refugees, so I saved several thousand people!"

"As for the people of Yujia Village, I moved them away in advance. Among the people, those young and strong who wanted to work and could work were all settled in my mountain stronghold. Of course, there were bound to be some disputes in the middle. Some strongmen, even officials of the Wu Dynasty, saw that I was well-prepared and wanted to come and rob me, so I killed them. To be honest, during this period, I even robbed government granaries. If you talk about killing people, Meng Zhutao's hands are stained with blood and definitely can't be considered innocent, but if you talk about saving people, I've been more responsible than many government officials!"

As he said this, many Green Foresters in the crowd began to nod.

Someone said, "Even if the government's grain was left, it would have fallen into the hands of the Jurchens later."

Another said, "It's already extremely difficult for Mr. Meng to do these things. He deserves to be called 'Measuring Sky Ruler'."

Someone also said, "Does doing these things allow him to kill his master?"

Meng Zhutao was obviously quite proud of his efforts to save people over the years. He paused and scanned the surroundings.

"My disagreement with my master has two aspects, which I can tell everyone."

He said, "One of them is that my master is upright. When the Jurchens invaded south, he always hoped that I could lead troops to attack the Jin army and die for righteousness..."

As soon as this was said, there was another loud commotion in the crowd. They all felt that Ling Shengwei was really asking too much. When the Jin people came to kill, even the Wu Dynasty's million-strong army was constantly collapsing. If Meng Zhutao's small mountain stronghold really went out to fight, it would only die in front of the Jurchen army. What use would that be?

Meng Zhutao shook his head, "My master's idea is a very good one, and I can understand his feelings very well. It's just that in that kind of situation, everyone's choices are hard to say right or wrong. I have my own insistence, and on this point, I disagree with my junior brothers and sisters. Although Hero Ling had advised me, he also understood my thoughts..."

"But at the same time, my master... always felt that I was too harsh sometimes and killed too many people. Actually, thinking about it afterwards, sometimes I really shouldn't have killed so many people, but being in the chaos of the past two years, it was hard to tell."

After the Jurchens left, they left this mess in Jiangnan. Then came the large-scale uprising of the Fairness Party, killing the rich and seizing food. During this period, the heroes who raised their banners were also fighting each other. Although Meng Zhutao didn't say it clearly, everyone could almost smell the bloody scent.

Meng Zhutao sighed longly.

"My master didn't want to go up the mountain with me. Later... the situation north of the Yangtze River deteriorated. People were already exchanging children for food at the foot of the mountain. My stronghold didn't have much stuff, and my subordinates... had some troubles. My master would always talk to me about it, and the big and small things were all mixed together. In the end, we couldn't talk anymore... My master said that we martial artists take martial arts as our path. Since we can't make it clear with words, then we'll use martial arts to defend our path."

"...We fought a battle, a fair and square competition. Hero Ling said this was a farewell gift, and from then on, he sent me out to learn from the master."

Meng Zhutao stood there quietly for a moment. He raised one hand and looked at his right hand.

"Everyone, I've been struggling in the torrents these years. My martial arts are not just pretty moves for show. My ruler and hands are stained with too much blood. If so, my kung fu must be violent and extreme. My master used several unique skills from his steel whip technique. I couldn't stop in time and injured him... This is my sin. But if you say that Hero Ling died because of me, I don't agree. Hero Ling didn't say that I was wrong in the end. He just said that our paths are different, so we have to part ways. And I have never let down the Ling family's whip technique."

"It was this world that killed Hero Ling!"

Meng Zhutao turned around, slowly walked up the steps under the eaves, then turned back and said loudly.

"Everyone, my disagreement with Hero Ling is a disagreement in martial arts. Hero Ling wanted to die bravely, which I admire, but my path is to let more people live... I have let these people live."

He pointed his finger at the four people in the center of the courtyard.

"In the mountains, I let the people in the stronghold live... In Yujia Village, I let the people of Yujia Village live... When the Jurchens came to kill, I let thousands of people live... In addition, there were tens of thousands of people from the Fairness Party, and I let them live."

"If you say that there were no innocent people who died in the process of letting them live, I want to say that not only were there some, there were probably many... In this kind of world, if you let some people live, then some other people will inevitably not be able to live."

"Why? It's because after the Jurchens ravaged the land, there wasn't enough rice and grain in the world to eat—"

"At such times, some people still have enough food at home for ten people. Do you say they are guilty? They are innocent but also guilty! These ten people who have no food are about to starve to death, so we can only seize the food of this one person so that the ten people can live. Everyone, the Fairness Party can't make something out of nothing. Millions of people in Jiangnan are going to die! We can only take some measures to make the number of people who die a little less! When the situation eases a little, we will try our best to let more people, even all people, live!"

"I just heard someone say whether Meng Zhutao is qualified to lead the 'Resentful Assembly'. Everyone, whether you can lead the 'Resentful Assembly' is not a matter of reason. It's not because I know how to deal with people, it's not because I bravely rushed up to the Jurchens and then died, but it's because I can let more people live. It's because I can choose a choice that is not the worst out of two bad choices."

"Everyone, the Resentful Assembly, as long as you make a choice, resentment will always converge on this person. If you let people live, those who died will hate you. If you uphold justice for one side, those who are dealt with will hate you. This is the so-called Resentful Assembly. And those who don't make a choice have no karma..."

Meng Zhutao looked at his junior brothers and sisters in the courtyard below. The crowd around the courtyard whispered, and it was difficult to judge this matter after all.

If Meng Zhutao claimed to be a morally flawless gentleman, then he might be criticized. But the other party admitted that his hands were stained with countless blood. He was a person who was both righteous and evil. It was not completely unreasonable to part ways with Ling Shengwei due to differences in doing things. Most importantly, his words just now were calm and magnanimous on the surface, but in fact, they contained extremely strong hardness. For a while, no one dared to open his mouth and "judge" him with simple morality.

Several junior brothers and sisters' faces changed. The fourth junior brother, who had just lost his sister, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "Do you think you can get away with such monstrous hatred with your glib tongue and countless fallacies?"

"Not so."

Meng Zhutao shook his head. He said frankly, "My disagreement with Hero Ling is a principle for the world to hear. These rights and wrongs are neither on Hero Ling nor on me. Hero Ling sent me out to learn from the master with joy on the day of the competition. How would you know? You are my junior brothers and sisters. In the past, I regarded you as children, but you have grown up now, and it is natural and reasonable to come for revenge."

He said, "Yu Bin, you used to think about coming to seek revenge, but you were always hesitant and worried that I would order my subordinates to deal with you casually. You really underestimate your senior brother. Martial artists take martial arts as their path. If you are determined to kill me, your senior brother will only be happy."

"So, today, at this moment, if you want to seek revenge, whether one person comes or all four of you come together, I will take it on alone... How about it?"

Meng Zhutao spread his hands forward as he said this.

The onlookers became excited, knowing that although there had been verbal arguments before, Meng Zhutao was actually angry in his heart. At this moment, there would finally be a fight.

The Ling family's four people might not be highly skilled in martial arts, but if all four of them came together, everyone would be able to see how high the martial arts of Meng Zhutao, the "Measuring Sky Ruler" of the Eight Executives, actually were.

After Meng Zhutao's words fell, there was a moment of silence in the courtyard. The four people who had come to seek revenge were generous in their words, but they were slightly hesitant about Meng Zhutao's direct invitation to fight.

The crowd whispered for a while. Jin Yongsheng, the chief steward under the Equal King, opened his mouth on the second floor and said, "Since things have come to this point today, we can guarantee that the Ling family's revenge is fair and square. If they fight with Mr. Meng later, no matter which side is killed or injured, this matter must end here. Even if Mr. Meng dies here, no one is allowed to seek revenge. And if the people of the Ling family, and that... little brother Yu Bin, are gone, no further grudges are allowed to arise from this. What do you all say?"

"Sky Sabre" Tan Zheng said, "It should be so."

Li Yanfeng, Guo Shengtian, and others also spoke out, "We can also guarantee that whoever doesn't end it will not be giving face to the many heroes and seniors who came here today!"

As the crowd said this, someone came out from the crowd and said, "Amitabha." Everyone present felt a tremor in their hearts, and they could feel that the inner strength of this Buddhist chant was profound, as if it directly sank into everyone's hearts.

At this time, the person who came out was a tall monk with a white beard, wearing a worn-out gray robe and holding a crescent shovel. As the monk walked out of the crowd and towards the center of the field, the four people in the center of the field seemed to have found a savior and bowed to him with their palms together. The monk, who was about fifty years old, raised a single palm towards the front and smiled, "Benefactor Meng, do you still recognize me?"

"So it's Master Tanj濟." Meng Zhutao cupped his fist in salute, "Long time no see."

"Ten years ago, when I saw Benefactor Ling, your martial arts were already quite good. I said at the time that you would definitely be able to make the Ling family's whip technique shine one day, but I never thought that ten years later, when you and I would meet again, it would be in this kind of situation."

After the monk smiled, his face became solemn, "Not long ago, these junior brothers and sisters of yours came to me, asking me to uphold justice for the death of Benefactor Ling. When I remembered what I saw ten years ago, I knew that the benefactor has always been knowledgeable, so today I let them come forward first to provoke the benefactor to speak and clarify the cause. Now it seems that it is really... a karmic debt."

After hearing him say this, Meng Zhutao also breathed a sigh of relief, "So that's how it is. I originally sensed that something might be behind the actions of my junior brothers and sisters, and I was worried that they would be used by bad people. I didn't expect Master Tanj济 to come, so everything is fine."

"To say that everything is fine, it is not necessarily so."

"...What does the master mean by this?"

Meng Zhutao's expression was slightly stunned.

The opposite Tanj濟 monk raised a single palm and sighed slightly.

"Amitabha, before I became a monk, I was an old acquaintance with Benefactor Ling Shengwei. Back then, Benefactor Ling and I discussed martial arts all night long, and he generously told me the essence of the whip technique in his hand, which allowed me to supplement what I had learned and finally kill the enemy and avenge my family... Benefactor Meng, your path is different from Benefactor Ling's, but even so, you are frank and honest, and I can't say that what you have done is wrong. Therefore, regarding the Great Way, I have nothing to say..."

"But besides that, regarding such small matters as personal grievances, I am bound by karma and have things that I must do..."

...

The old monk's gaze, slightly tired, looked towards Meng Zhutao over there.

...

Meng Zhutao's gaze was complicated, and he slightly opened his mouth, continuing like this for a moment, but finally sighed.

...

"...Forget it."

******

In the hazy night, in the Golden Tower courtyard illuminated by firelight, a group of Green Foresters leaned back, clearing out a larger space for the two people preparing for a life-and-death struggle.

Chen Juefang, Jin Yongsheng, Tan Zheng, Li Yanfeng, and others also came down from the building at this time.

Originally, they thought that the following fight would be Meng Zhutao bullying a few unknown children, but the appearance of the old monk changed everything.

This Tanj濟 monk, who came from Mount Wutai, was not an unknown person among the Green Foresters. His martial arts were superb, and most importantly, during the ten years of the Central Plains' fall, he was active in the enemy-occupied areas on both sides of the Yellow River and did a lot of chivalrous things.

Martial arts coupled with fame made him a figure that all the heroes present had to respect. Even Tan Zheng, Jin Yongsheng, and others could only treat him as an equal, while Li Yanfeng could only call himself a junior like Meng Zhutao here.

This time, the three sons and one daughter of the Ling family came out holding the memorial tablet, ostensibly seeking revenge and seeking justice, but being in the position of one of the Eight Executives, Meng Zhutao was worried about the manipulation of more people with ulterior motives. He used a set of rhetoric to push Yu Bin and others to the choice of a martial arts duel, originally wanting to put pressure on several junior brothers and sisters to force out possible backers, but who knew that with the appearance of the Tanj濟 monk, his set of rhetoric had trapped himself.

It was he himself who admitted the rationality of the other party seeking personal revenge.

At this time, in the field, Tan Zheng and others used rhetoric to persuade them slightly, either saying that both of them were useful people and that they should preserve their strength to work together to resist the Jin, or saying when will grievances be repaid, and that Hero Ling Shengwei was not killed by Meng Zhutao after all... However, Tanj濟, as a monk, was clear-minded and insightful, and he was used to fighting with his wits on weekdays, so how could he be moved by such simple rhetoric? The crowd only shook their heads and smiled helplessly while persuading him.

His friendship with Ling Shengwei was too special. After Ling Shengwei's death, he had to take action for personal revenge. This was not righteousness, but it could only be said that it was imperative.

Meng Zhutao stood in the field, leaning on the iron ruler in his hand, and closed his eyes to rest.

He was tall and strong, and he had apprenticed three times in his life. He first practiced staff techniques and spear techniques, and then he practiced the whip technique of the steel whip. At this moment, the iron ruler in his hand was longer than ordinary steel whips and maces, and it looked no different from an iron rod, but on his body, he could use it with one hand or two hands in turns, which could be considered a partial weapon of its own kind. This iron ruler had no edge, but its destructive power between swings was no different from that of a steel whip. When retracted, it could also block attacks like a staff. Over the years, he didn't know how many people's bones he had smashed.

Tanj濟 monk turned around and told the Ling family a few words, then came over to Meng Zhutao. He held the heavy crescent shovel in his hand and said, "What I practice is the Mad Demon Staff. Benefactor Meng knows that once I get excited, I can't control myself. Today's matter is only for personal grievances, but I have to do it, and I am really ashamed."

Meng Zhutao opened his eyes, "If the master dies, where should I bury you?"

"Just burn it to ashes and scatter it at will."

"...Forget it."

Meng Zhutao sighed.

Tanj濟 suddenly held up the crescent shovel and roared as he came whistling over!

...

At this moment in the night, on the street outside the Golden Tower, Yan Yunzhi was wearing a straw raincoat and watching the crowd gathering and moving forward.

"It's going to be a fight, it's going to be a fight..." Someone said excitedly.

"Wasn't it already fighting? What's so great!"

"This time it's different. It's a life-and-death battle between Master Tanj濟 and Meng Zhutao of the 'Resentful Assembly'. It's going to be a death match—"

The gossips on the street were those who wanted to join the party but were not qualified because of their low martial arts. At this time, their words were full of excitement.

Yan Yunzhi frowned and moved forward. She didn't have too much of a concept of Meng Zhutao of the 'Resentful Assembly'. She only knew that there was a welcome reception inside for him. But she had heard her father Yan Taiwei talk about Master Tanj濟's righteous deeds in the Central Plains many times over the years.

Just as she was wondering, she heard a roar from the courtyard, and the shouts shook the surroundings. Then there was a loud "Bang—" sound, and she didn't know how much force two pieces of iron had to hit each other to make such a sound. There was an immediate exclamation in the crowd on the street...

******

At the same time, on a street near the Five Lakes Inn on the other side of the city, a team of people approached here in the night.

"...It's said to be up ahead."

The person leading the way reported back.

The leader of this team was Lu Xian, the small leader under Wei Xuwen responsible for catching people, carrying long and short double sabers on his back. The deputy next to Lu Xian was older, and he was Li Duanwu, the oldest martial artist in the village where everyone lived, who had brought Lu Xian out.

After taking over Wei Xuwen's mission, Lu Xian patrolled every night as if he was doing it, and sent people out to inquire and search everywhere during the day. After a few days, he found a place suspected of being the residence of Long Aotian and Sun Wukong.

People from outside the city who want to find a decent place to live according to the rules don't have many places to choose from after all. Li Duanwu was a former veteran catcher, and the disciple Lu Xian he brought out was also experienced. Smelling that the two teenagers didn't have much of the smell of camping, he narrowed down the scope of the investigation.

"It's挂 the banner of Nongxian under the Fairness Party." Li Duanwu looked carefully and said.

"Nongxian Zhao Jingci is a carefree person, and it's rare to hang his banner." Lu Xian smiled, then looked at the environment near the inn and made arrangements, "There is smoke under the arch bridge next to the inn. Zhuzi, go see who it is, and whether they are盯梢. Chuanwen will go in with Uncle Duanwu later, pretending to be staying at the inn, to inquire about the situation. Two teenagers, the younger one is a monk. If there are no accidents, this news is not difficult to inquire about. If necessary, give some money. Chuanwen, learn more."

After he said this, a young man named Zhuzi went to the arch bridge near the inn. When he got closer, he saw a figure struggling to make a fire with wet firewood under the arch bridge—his original fire might have gone out, and only a small ember was left at this moment. The ragged figure kneeling on the ground carefully placed a few slightly drier small branches on top, blowing wind carefully. The smoke and dust scattered from the fire kept making him cough.

There was also another weak figure, lying asleep in the upwind part of the arch bridge, looking sick.

A young man named Zhuzi walked closer. Perhaps he stirred up the wind at the entrance of the cave, causing the small flame inside to flicker, about to go out. The beggar blowing the fire turned his head, Zhuzi walked out and pulled out a long knife,抵住了 the other person's throat: "Don't speak."

In the flickering light of the small fire, the beggar also shivered in fear.

Zhuzi carefully looked at the beggar trembling in front of the long knife, then stepped forward and went to the other side to look at the other figure lying on the ground. This was a woman, so thin that she was almost skin and bones, and she was very sick. Seeing him come to check on the woman, the beggar blowing the fire knelt and crawled over, his eyes full of pleading. Zhuzi turned the long knife and pointed it at him again, then pulled up the woman's ragged clothes to take a look.

The situation in Jiangning City is complicated now. Some places are just inhabited by ordinary people, and some places look ordinary on the outside but are actually聚集 by fierce people, so you must be careful. Lu Xian and others are not familiar with this place, so Zhuzi observed for a while before confirming that these two were just ordinary beggars. The woman was sick,昏昏沉沉 and looked like she was about to die, and the man had a lame leg, and when he made a sound, he stuttered and was unclear. Seeing him with a knife, he kept crying and begging for mercy.

Zhuzi was annoyed and couldn't wait to kill them with two knives.

After a while, someone from the river above came to call him up.

He trotted over to follow, but saw Lu Xian and others also running in the dark street. A young man named Chuanwen carried a person on his shoulder, and he didn't know where they came from. The crowd went to a dilapidated house nearby, threw the unconscious figure on the ground, and then lit the fire. After a while of talking, they learned what had happened at the Five Lakes Inn.

"Damn it... it looked like an ordinary inn, and there weren't many people inside. Who knew that the waiter was quite alert. We asked him about the whereabouts of the two teenagers, and he said he didn't know, but his look was a bit problematic... Uncle Duanwu pulled me out, then turned back and saw the waiter going inside, as if he was reporting the news. We quickly截住 him in the corridor, punched him unconscious, found a room with windows and jumped out..."

The young man named Chuanwen絮絮叨叨, spit and said, "Damn, there must be something wrong there..."

Someone lit the lamp. Li Duanwu bent down to search the waiter's body. At this time, the waiter also woke up恍恍惚惚, and as soon as he was about to struggle, several young people rushed up to hold the other party down, and someone blocked the waiter's mouth. Li Duanwu翻找 for a moment, and took out a small cloth bag from the绑带 on the other party's feet. He opened the cloth bag and frowned.

"A blind cat bumped into a dead mouse, and he really捞着 a尖货..."

Li Duanwu muttered to himself, and handed the东西 in his hand to Lu Xian. Only then did he see that the cloth bag contained two handwritten pamphlets.

Lu Xian frowned, looked at the waiter on the ground: "Reading club?" Then he抽了把刀 in his hand, squatted down and摆手道, "Let him speak."

The follower who blocked the other party's mouth reached out and拿掉了 the cloth团 in the waiter's mouth.

Lu Xian与 the other party对视 for a moment. The waiter喘息着, his eyes惊疑不定. Lu Xian sighed: "This time I came here, 本 not to find you... You've only read a few books, why react so much? Tell us the news about龙傲天 and孙悟空 and we'll let you go back. Why bother?"

The waiter喘了一阵: "You... Since you know about the Reading Club, this thing... won't be small, you... you, who are you from?"

"派出来的 by the Equal King." Lu Xian随口道.

The other party显然 did not believe him, and与 Lu Xian对望 for a moment and said: "You...肆意妄为...grabbing people at random, you...look at the city... If the Fairness Party does things like this, it won't be successful, if you want to succeed, you must have rules... You must have rules..."

He said this and seemed to be saying some kind of切口. Lu Xian皱了皱眉: "We are not here to抓 you, we are打听 those two people, one is called龙傲天 and one is called孙悟空. 孙悟空 is a little monk. If you know, tell us, and this matter is結了, is that a deal?"

"...I don't know any little monk... I thought, I thought you were抓 me..."

Lu Xian站了起来 and sighed. Finally he said: "...Ask more questions." He望向一旁 and said: "传文, come and学学手艺."

Over a period of time, in the dark street in the night, there was a suppressed,鬼哭般的惨叫声. After the great chaos, there were many废墟 in Jiangning city. Such a sound was似真似幻, and it was not an unusual thing, either...

******

Golden Tower.

In the courtyard, the疯魔杖 of Tanj濟 monk呼啸 like a grinder.纵横间, the two交手 people swept through the entire场地.

沉重的打击声不停响起来, the疯魔杖 was大力势沉, and almost only进不退 when attacking. And the威力爆发出来的 by the铁尺 in Meng Zhutao's hand was超乎了一般人的想象. When he held the尺 with both hands, he could挡开正面 the猛砸 of the other party's moon shovel. And if he held the尺 in one hand,挥砸如钢鞭锏般, the大力爆发出来的 was even more惊人.

In the前半段 of the交手, Meng Zhutao似乎 had the intention to让, so he was追得 by Tanj濟 monk with多守势. But as he到了中期, opened his性子, the steel whip挥砸之势 became愈发沉重. Tanj濟 monk attacked with疯魔杖, but Meng Zhutao竟挥舞铁鞭与其对攻 several times. Between the刚猛的挥砸, he生生砸退 the other party's进攻的势头 several times.

A石柱 that was for decoration on the side of the场地 was hit by the两人兵器 and exploded漫天石粉. A table placed nearby was directly砸成破烂 by the随后的呼啸. The围观 people on both sides of the场地 一时间都忍不住朝着后方退去, knowing that if they卷入 the刚猛打斗 between the two, the average person's血肉之躯 would absolutely挨不住一击重.

Watching the对打 in this way, people were暗暗心惊, and said that the偌大的名声 was果然名不虚传. Tanj濟 monk had成名多年, that was all. This Meng Zhutao was in his thirty, not yet forty, but竟能与对方比斗隐隐占据上风. No wonder he could become a方枭雄. Although he入了 Ling氏门下, including Ling Shengwei, the entire sect added up was恐怕都不够 he打的. It also made sense for him to leave at this time.

The双方疯狂 对打看得围观众人心惊胆战. That Tanj濟 monk was originally 眉目慈和, but the疯魔杖 got打得久了, and he was killing得兴起. Between交手, he又是一声大喊 and拉近了 两人的距离. He以铁杖压住对方铁尺,扑将上去 and猛地 一记头槌照着 Meng Zhutao's脸上撞来. Meng Zhutao在仓促间一避, and the monk's头槌撞在他的颈项旁. Meng Zhutao揽 with both hands, and踢将上来 with the knee撞照着对方小腹!

The two道身影 were纠缠在一起. Tanj濟 monk挨了膝撞 and then还击 with one punch. The两人在短距离压住兵器 and began互殴疯狂. Tanj濟 monk张了嘴 and咬了上去 at Meng Zhutao's脖子. Meng Zhutao挣扎脱身 and避开了 the要害 at the 喉咙. He抽起铁尺 and tried to拉开距离, but the老和尚 grabbed the月牙铲 and铲将凶猛来. Meng Zhutao's身形旋在疾退中 and猛地一旋. Tanj濟 monk挥着沉重的铲子冲了过去 and the body撞在对方肩上.

The老和尚挥舞铲子 and就要回击, but Meng Zhutao's body was旋在空中 and also 回头望月 with the same记. The前端 of the铁尺 hit the 老和尚's脑袋嘭的.

The老和尚没能回头, and the body扑出 towards前方. His脑袋 was被打碎 by the other party's铁尺 in that一下.

Meng Zhutao艰难 to落地 and also 踉跄了几步退开. This凶猛打斗几乎 was在转瞬之间 stopped. Meng Zhutao 一时间 was also a bit怔住了. According to his想法, if possible, it would be better if he did not kill the other party, but when打到了 this intense程度, where could he受得住手. Just like that最后的那次比斗 with the师父, he couldn't收住 his出手, and in the end, he打出了内伤 to the other party. This time, Tanj濟 monk's martial arts were even higher, and he愈发 could not control the局面.

The围观 people 一时间 almost didn't反应过来.

But at this moment, someone jumped out from Meng Zhutao's 背后, and it was Ling氏二师兄俞斌, who had been点名 by Meng Zhutao before. He奋起双鞭 and用力砸下 at Meng Zhutao's脑袋.

"住手—"

"小心!"

"竖子尔敢—"

Around the场地间, someone霍然 got up. "Sky Sabre" Tan Zheng“戗” and拔刀而出, and "Cold Crow" Chen Juefang猛扑 towards这边. Li Yanfeng顺手挥出了一枚果子... Meng Zhutao身影 一晃, 手中铁尺一架, and the crowd只听得那双鞭落下 and didn't know specifically砸中了 哪里. Then Meng Zhutao's铁尺横挥 and sent俞斌's body当空打飞了出去.

"不要造次—"

Meng Zhutao大喝 in his mouth. At this time, he was speaking to the师弟师妹 three, who were 正要冲出来 from the crowd. This Ling氏师兄妹四人 were also刚烈 in their 性情. Previously, Meng Zhutao主动邀约, and they were made作犹豫,还被周围众人一阵看轻. 待到 Tanj濟 monk出手 was未果, they were still grabbed the机会 by everyone and were视作胆小鬼 and奋力杀来. Apparently, they had早就做好了的计较.

However, everything was not that simple.

At that moment, the attention of the围观 people had already been吸引 by this Ling氏师兄妹. One道身影冲上附近墙头 and猛地一掷 with his hand. The things were thrown into the crowd in the manner of漫天花雨. Those things exploded in the crowd“啪啪啪啪”. The smoke and dust四起 顿时间.

You Hongzhu originally was观察 the surrounding situation. At this time, he was陡然惊觉. The东西 that exploded in the crowd were暗器 from the past called“霹雳火”, but they were actually firework toys with very little当量. It was not easy to炸人, but it was useful to搅局. The moment these霹雳火 exploded, one道身影窜出 from the crowd and叫到 in his mouth: “杀陈爵方—"

Chen Juefang's长鞭 danced over the sky of the院落 and there was 杀手 falling from the空中.

The霹雳火's爆炸 caused the people in the院子里 to be无比慌乱. The other party高呼 “杀陈爵方"At the same time, You Hongzhu almost thought he had met a同道. He wanted to拔刀出手 simply, but in this一惊乱, he察觉 to find out that the other party's意图 was even more复杂.

In front of that庭院, Tan Zheng长刀挥出 and挡下了飞来的一柄飞刀. The "Monkey King" Li Yanfeng grabbed a棍子 and then连出数棒 in the呼啸 to封住 a图谋不轨's武者路路. And not far from the side of the 众人身侧, one道身影 took advantage of the大乱 and suddenly扑出. The正使, 古安河, of the刘光世使团使团 was掠过.

After that身影掠过,古安河 only after that捂着 his喉咙 and slowly sat down.

Everyone saw that身影 was蹿 over the院子 at high speed and 打飞了 迎上来的不死卫 members. He was also高调 大笑 in his mouth: "哈哈哈哈, a bunch of可怜的贱狗. You are too slow啦!"

"陈爵方!" Li Yanfeng放声暴喝 in this way! He was副使 of the刘光世使团. He was杀了当着 his face the正使, so he had no choice but to eat挂落 when he got back.

"Who can't跑得了!" Chen Juefang was号称 light功天下第一, and he was呼啸着追将上去 at this time.

"One都 can't放过!" In here are other浑水摸鱼 in the人群. "Sky Saber" Tan Zheng made a暴喝 sound and went上前. After Chen Juefang离开 this刻, he was the压阵之人 in the院子.

He saw that刺客's身影 was奔跑 over the围墙. Chen Juefang flew快跟去. You Hongzhu was also in the heart of one阵大喜. He耳中 heard "Sky Sabre"谭正的喝声 and then also made a大喝 sound: "将他们围起来 and one都 can't跑了!"

After he spoke, the many江山老手 who were尽力 in keeping平静 after experiencing the变故炸了锅立刻. Everyone was 혼합 on the way, so they got out of the event, and the waiting公平党众人 will grab them and盘问 each one? Even if you know that you are innocent, who can信得过 the other party's morals?

Someone冲向大门 then, and someone冲向围墙.

On the street outside of the围墙, Yan Yunzhi混 in the crowd. She heard the打斗 in the wall陡然 化作混发