Starting from the Greyhound, seventy-two changes.

Chapter 179 The sun also rises
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Another place.

Whoosh! Whizzing!

With the cooperation of Chai Bao, Chen Ku had already eliminated the 18 divine crossbows in less than half an incense stick of time. After reporting the location of the last two divine crossbows to Chai Bao, he said:

"Coach Chai, I'll leave the other two to you. I'll go check on the situation at the master chef's place!"

"Wait, Chen Ku..."

Chai Bao was about to speak when he saw Chen Ku had already leaped away. He couldn't help but sigh.

He actually wanted Chen Ku to stay here and take over the battle on North Street. With the strength Chen Ku showed tonight, getting involved and killing other people in Chai Tiepu would undoubtedly be as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, and would be less dangerous.

on the contrary,

As for Old Yang and Xie Qingfeng, although Old Yang's strength is unquestionable, he will definitely have the upper hand.

but,
After all, Xie Qingfeng is the fourth best master in the city. Even if he is not a match for Old Yang, it is still possible for him to escape at all costs.

If Chen Ku went, Xie Qingfeng might get angry and want to drag Chen Ku down with him to be buried together. It's hard to say what would happen.

But since Chen Ku has already gone, he can only believe that Master Yang has enough strength to protect his apprentice.

call!
call!
Chen Ku was running on the roof at the speed of a horse riding a swallow horse. Even without using any footwork, he was as fast as lightning. At the same time, he was looking down from the roof at the two families who were curled up in a ball and fighting each other below.

With the idea that no matter how small a fly is, it is still a piece of meat, he kept drawing his bow and shooting at those masters of the Chai Tie Pu who seemed to be at least in the second or third realm of strength.

[The owner of the picture kills Chang Luo...]

[The owner of the picture kills Wen San...]

……

Tonight, Chen Ku's reminders of the transformation diagram never stopped. The reminders of the malice he had for him and the reminders of killing the enemy to gain evil spirits were mixed with each other...

Chen Ku didn't have the energy to count carefully at this moment.

But it can be imagined that after the battle tonight, he will reap the evil spirits of a large number of unprecedented high-quality human masters, all of whom come from the backbone elites in the firewood and iron shop.

Among them, there may be some blacksmiths who are proficient in the secret weapon-making technique of Chai Tiepu.

but,
Compared to the evil energy provided by these people.

What Chen Ku wanted most was Xie Qingfeng's murderous aura. This great master, who was ranked fourth in the city, was a genius who was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Whether it was his qualifications or strength, or the secret skills of Chai Tiepu that he possessed, they all attracted Chen Ku the most.

…………

boom!
The bluestone slab shook violently!
After Yang Luchan got close to Xie Qingfeng, he was hit in the face with a stick. Although he had reacted as quickly as he could, he pulled out the most powerful famous soldier-level 'Qinggang Sword' in the firewood shop like lightning and swung the sword to block the attack!

Still, Yang Luchan's strength as a fifth-level warrior and his unreasonable and unparalleled power pushed him back thirty feet with one stick and flew a hundred meters away, smashing the bluestone slabs at the end of the street so hard that they bulged violently like a dragon turning over, splashing stones!
"cough!"

Xie Qingfeng half-knelt in the deep pit of bluestone slabs, leaning on the sword with one hand, his hair flying. He slowly stood up, leaning on the sword, staring at the tall old man on the roof, and spoke expressionlessly:
"Yang Lu Chan, the strongest in the five realms, and the violent ape's thousand-pound stick are nothing more than this!"

"Eh... you have also mastered the 'Iron Shirt' to perfection? No..."

Yang Luchan watched as Xie Qingfeng was able to get up so quickly after being hit by his stick. Of course, it was because his famous sword, the Qinggang Sword, had taken away a lot of his strength, but his strong physique was the fundamental reason.

This made him wonder at first whether the thirteenth young master of the Xie family, like his old father, had also practiced the iron shirt to perfection, no longer had any weaknesses, and could even use his strength to counterattack.

But he didn't feel the recoil force of the Iron Shirt's perfection just now. If this is the case, there is only one explanation.

"Hey, you little stubborn bastard, you are wearing a famous-grade inner armor, right?"

Yang Luchan basically guessed the reason.

He jumped down and onto the street. Looking at Xie Qingfeng, who was holding a sword in one hand and making a sword stance, he grinned and said:
"Do you think you can catch my stick just by wearing a turtle shell?"

One word fell.

Breathing like thunder:

"Come! Take a stick from grandpa!"

Yang Luchan's body suddenly grew to ten feet high, like a small giant, holding the twelve thousand jin water and fire dragon head stick in his hand. He stepped on the ground, shaking a long street, and performed the most classic move of the Violent Ape Thousand Jin Stick!
A stick in the sky!
The stick was handed out without any sound, which was a sign of having already reached the peak of perfection, where he could make light of heavy objects.

“I appreciate your advice!”

Almost at the moment when Yang Luchan handed out the stick, Xie Qingfeng, who was leaning on the sword in his hand, made another move at the same time. He stepped on the ground, and his figure became like a green dragon, leaving several afterimages on the long street!

Nine Swords of Changing Day!

There are four unique skills in the Chai Tie Pu, namely Iron Shirt, Mountain-Moving Cloak Hammer, Weapon Refining Technique, and Nine Sun-Changing Swords!
There are many people who practice Iron Shirt and Mountain-Moving Cloak Hammer in the Firewood and Iron Shop, because there is no threshold for practice. You only need perseverance and average qualifications, and spend time to achieve something.

The art of training soldiers is the foundation of Chai Tie Pu.

This method is actually not a martial art, just like the medicine king hall's elixir recipe is not a martial art. It is the foundation of a family or school. Although it is not a martial art, it is more valuable than martial arts.

It was obtained by Xie Wenyuan from a ruined blacksmith when he was wandering around the world. It is said that its origin can be traced back to the "Shenbing City" in Youzhou, which was passed down for thousands of years but has now disappeared.

As for the Nine Swords of Changing the Sun, it was entirely Xie Qingfeng's own adventure.

Back then, he wandered around Qiulong Mansion and obtained this unique skill. After getting the hang of it, it took him less than five years to master all nine moves of it to perfection.

The power of this sword technique lies in the fact that it can cultivate a breath of "Pure Yang Sword Qi". When one practices to the ultimate level, with the sword in hand, the person and the sword become one, and the whole person becomes like the sun in the sky.

Yang Luchan smashed forward with his stick, carrying a tremendous force, but all he saw was a blinding light in his eyes, as if night had ended and day had dawned!

Xie Qingfeng's Nine Sun-Changing Swords was like a bright meteor streaking across the sky!
One more moment!
The meteor flashes by!
His powerful stick fell completely into the air. At the same time, a meteor lit up on the left and instantly attacked his throat!
Yang Luchan's body expanded to three meters in height at this time, and after Xie Qingfeng performed sword skills, his body seemed to be even smaller.

It looks like the golden crow colliding with the giant in ancient mythology!

“There is a way!”

This was also the first time that Yang Luchan fought with this young man who was ranked in the top ten in the city before he broke through. He had heard of the Sun-Changing Sword Technique but had never fought with it. Now that he had seen it, he felt that it was indeed not bad.

He saw the sword avoid his heavy stick and stab at him with dexterity and pure Yang sword energy.

Yang Luchan was not in a hurry at all. Even though the stick missed, the five fingers hidden in the sleeves at his waist suddenly clenched and formed a fist, and swung it towards the sun! With one punch, a fist intent that seemed to shake the Five Peaks burst out, immediately shaking the air, dispersing the airflow, and immediately illuminating Xie Qingfeng in the meteor!
All of his sword energy was extinguished, causing Xie Qingfeng's Qi to become a little disordered due to the shock brought by the fist intention.

then,

This punch seized this opportunity and hit heavily on the back of Xie Qingfeng's Qinggang sword, knocking Xie Qingfeng's sword high into the air!
"What?" Xie Qingfeng's pupils shrank slightly. Even though he had already estimated Yang Luchan's strength, he still didn't expect that Yang Luchan had such a powerful boxing technique, which was not inferior to his famous stick technique at all.

If you make a mistake in one move, all steps will be wrong!
when!
At the moment when Xie Qingfeng's Qinggang sword was hit and bounced high, causing his whole body to fly backwards, Yang Luchan's 12,500-jin dragon-headed stick had instantly appeared between his legs and swept across!
Wearing armor on his body? Is it possible that he also wears it on his feet?

Yang Luchan swept across with his stick so simply that Xie Qingfeng was knocked stiff in mid-air. He had nowhere to stand and could not move. He could only try his best to save one of his legs!

He watched helplessly as the stick swept over and hit his left leg heavily.

boom!
Xie Qingfeng's left leg was instantly blown up and turned into a bloody mist. At that moment, he did not feel the piercing pain, but only a thought flashed through his mind:
"My iron shirt is broken."

The iron shirt, with strong energy all over the body, is circulated by blood and energy. If he can reach the level of perfection, then perhaps after taking the real blow from Yang Luchan, even if he is crippled, his legs will not be broken.

But not to mention that his cultivation was weaker than that of the first realm, he was hit hard, and his iron shirt was not yet perfect. This blow directly caused blood mist to evaporate from his lower right body, and because the blood in his body could no longer circulate, his power was broken in an instant!

boom!
Xie Qingfeng fell heavily to the ground, but he did not fall down. Instead, he slapped the ground quickly and used his internal energy to rebound his body and flew dozens of feet into the distance.

He was afraid that Yang Luchan would take another blow.

Unexpectedly,
When his body was covered in blood and flew backwards, reflecting the figure of Yang Luchan, he suddenly saw a young man appear on the eaves to the upper left of Yang Luchan, standing on the tiles.

Draw a bow and set an arrow.

"Chen Ku..."

Xie Qingfeng recognized the person standing on the eaves at a glance.

It was the moment he saw Chen Ku drawing his bow and arrow.

My mind suddenly went blank.

An extremely strong sense of crisis surged through my whole body, and the scene in front of me seemed to be covered by ice and snow, turning into a clean white color.

"Spiritual witness..."

Xie Qingfeng was in a trance for a moment, and instinctively struggled. It seemed that after half a breath, he regained his sight...

Of course,
What he saw was a black arrow feather, which stopped three inches above his sight. The arrow feather was still shaking, as if it had not yet exhausted its remaining power.

"I was shot by an arrow."

An arrow shot through Xie Qingfeng's forehead, piercing his head from head to toe. However, his body was still swaying on one leg, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly. The last thought that flashed through his mind was:
"Sure enough, Dad, what you said when I was little is right: in the Jianghu, if I kill you today, someone else will come to kill me tomorrow. Some people die a good death, but the most frightening thing is to die dishonorably."

There is no doubt that he died an ignominious death, as he was shot to death by a young disciple of Medicine King Hall with a single arrow. Of course, there was the reason that the young man took advantage of his master behind his back, but... he was still killed.

boom!
With no life left, Xie Qingfeng, with his eyes open and disheveled hair, fell on the bluestone slab on one leg and died.

"Stinky boy!"

Yang Luchan looked at Xie Qingfeng who was shot and fell to the ground and died in the distance. He also looked at the disciple standing on the eaves in time and couldn't help but laugh and scold:
"Are you here to help the master, or to pick up heads?"

[The owner of the picture killed Xie Qingfeng and obtained a fourth-level evil spirit...]

Chen Ku leaped up to his master and said with a smile, "It's OK if he dies. We are just father and son, right, Master?"

While talking,
Seeing that the evil spirit in the picture in my mind was obtained, I was satisfied. This wave of kills was considered to be another success.

"That's true."

Yang Luchan did not deny Chen Ku's statement. He just looked at Xie Qingfeng's body, exhaled deeply, and patted his disciple on the shoulder:

"If the old man doesn't die, the new man won't be able to get ahead. Since you killed Xie Qingfeng today, you deserve to step on his reputation and rise to the top."

If he doesn't support his own disciples, who else will he support?

"Master, Xie Qingfeng is dead, and the divine crossbowmen have been wiped out. Now only the middle-level firewood and iron shop on the street is left..." Chen Ku said, "Let's go over and clean up the mess quickly."

"indeed!"

Yang Luchan did not delay. After all, if he could eliminate that group of people as soon as possible, there might be one less person from Yaowang Hall to die.

Not long after.

When Chen Ku and his master arrived at the front battlefield on North Street in front of Yaowang Hall, Hong Tingshan was already dead, and the battle situation was almost one-sided.

Finally, Chen Ku and Yang Luchan joined in...it was an even bigger massacre.

……

Wait until the sun rises from the east.

After arranging for people to move all the bodies away, Cao Shouxiong started cleaning the floor.

Finally, after the merchants and people on both sides of North Street had been terrified for a whole night, they carefully opened their doors and found that except for the red color in the cracks of the bluestone slabs and some places that were torn, the street was clean.

Finally, look towards Yaowang Hall.

The apprentices were repairing the wall, but the couplet was not stained with blood at all.

Although the preparation process is complicated, we must not save on labor!

Although the taste is expensive, we will never dare to reduce the material cost!

Everyone looked at the door couplet, and only one thought came to their mind, which was:
"From now on, there will be no more firewood and iron shop, but the gate of Yaowang Hall will still remain."

Simultaneously,

When the battle situation of last night was transmitted through various channels after the sun rose, the thoughts and expressions of all parties were completely different.

"There were three level 4 masters in Chaitiepu, and two of them were killed by Chen Ku from Yaowang Hall? One of them was also 'Thirteenth Young Master' Xie Qingfeng?!"

(End of this chapter)