Chapter 369: Bloody Battle at Juxianzhuang!

By this time today, Xin Zhen's inner will to fight was gradually aroused. After defeating the seventh elder of the Beggar Gang, Xin Zhen felt unsatisfied and looked around.

At this time, Shaolin Master Xuan Ji on the side saw that Xin Zhen was getting more and more ferocious, and he pointed his finger at Xin Zhen's "Xuan Ji Point" using the Shaolin school's unique acupoint-pressing skill "Indian Buddha Finger".

Xin Zhen heard him pointing his finger with a very slight hissing sound, he dodged sideways and said with a smile: "What kind of finger technique is this, it's quite powerful. Come on, try my finger-snapping magic." After that, Xin Zhen bent his fingers and snapped them, only to hear rapid hissing sounds, like the sound of a bowstring being plucked.

Xuan Ji had seen Xin Zhen use this finger technique to knock down the You brothers before. He did not dare to take it head-on and dodged sideways. The hissing sound hit the pillar behind him, and immediately the pillar exploded with a lot of wood chips, which made the bystanders change color.

Suddenly, Zhao Qiansun shouted loudly, "Everyone, come on! We must capture Xin Zhen, otherwise there will be no way to deal with Qiao Feng!" He shouted and then rushed forward.

Following Mr. Tan and Mrs. Tan, dozens of people including the iron-faced judge Shan and his son attacked Xin Zhen at the same time.

These people are all good at martial arts. Although there are many of them, there is no confusion among them. They move up and down like a round-robin battle.

Xin Zhen was not surprised but happy. Isn't this what you want?

I was just thinking about having a good fight and they came immediately. What nice people they are.

Xin Zhen laughed loudly, but his hands and feet did not stop at all. He punched Shan Shushan, kicked Zhao Qiansun, elbowed the blue-clothed man whose face he had never seen, and hit the white-bearded old man whose name he did not know. While speaking, he knocked down four people in succession.

He knew that these people were not evil people, so he always left some leeway for himself. He knocked down seventeen or eighteen people, but never killed anyone.

But how many people participated in this heroic conference?
Knocking down more than ten people was just a matter of replacing them with more than ten fresh soldiers.

However, Xin Zhen enjoyed it very much. His internal energy was endless, and the more he fought, the more his internal energy surged.

Instead, Qiao Feng was secretly frightened: "If the fight goes on like this, brother Xin and I will eventually be exhausted. It is better for us to withdraw as soon as possible." While parrying the fight, he looked for a way to escape.

Zhao Qiansun was very experienced. Although he was lying on the ground and unable to move, he could already see that Qiao Feng wanted to walk, so he shouted loudly, "Everyone, help hold him back. These two bastards are trying to escape!"

Xin Zhen was fine, he was just full of fighting spirit, he didn't get angry even if others scolded him, he just wanted to take the opportunity to have some fun.

But Qiao Feng was a natural born god of war. As the fight got intense, his anger gradually grew. Hearing Zhao Qiansun's insults, he couldn't help but get furious. Thinking of how he had participated in the battle outside Yanmen Pass, he shouted, "You bastard, I'll kill you first!" He gathered his strength in his arms and struck him directly with a palm strike.

Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji shouted at the same time: “Not good!” They each raised their right palms, trying to block Qiao Feng’s palm strike at the same time and save Zhao Qiansun’s life.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the air, and a man let out a long "Ah" cry. He was hit in the front by the palm strikes of Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji, and in the back by Qiao Feng's palm strike. The three extremely fierce forces attacked him from the front and back, breaking his ribs and shattering his internal organs. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

This was the first person to die in today's fight. Those who were knocked down by Xin Zhen and Qiao Feng before were only injured, none of them were seriously injured, but this time one of them was killed.

This not only shocked Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji, but even Qiao Feng was quite surprised.

It turned out that this man was Qi Liu, the Swift Blade. He had been hanging in the air for quite some time, swaying back and forth like this, and the steel knife embedded in the beam finally came loose.

As his body fell, unfortunately, he fell between the palms of the three men who each slapped him with all their strength. It was like the huge force of two large iron plates squeezing him from the front and back. How could he not die?

Xuan Nan said, "Amitabha, good, good! Qiao Feng, you have done such a great sin!"

Qiao Feng was furious and said, "I killed half of this man, and you two brothers killed the other half together. How can it be counted on me?"

Xuan Nan said: "Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin. If you hadn't hurt people first, how could there be a fight today?"

Qiao Feng said angrily: "Okay, everything will be charged to me, but so what?"

During the fierce fight, his savage nature broke out and he suddenly seemed to turn into a ferocious beast. He grabbed a man with his right hand, who was none other than Shan Zheng's second son Shan Zhongshan. He snatched his sword with his left hand and released his body with his right hand, then knocked Shan Zhongshan down. Shan Zhongshan's crown was shattered and he died.

The heroes shouted in unison, frightened and angry.

After killing the people, Qiao Feng attacked even more frantically, with his sword flying in the air, his right hand punching and palming, and his left hand slashing and chopping with a steel knife. His power was unstoppable. The white walls were splattered with blood, and many corpses lay in the hall, some with their heads and bodies separated, and some with broken chests and limbs.

At this time, he no longer cared about showing mercy to the old members of the Beggars' Sect, nor did he have the time to identify the faces of his opponents. His eyes turned red and he killed everyone he saw.

Nine out of ten heroes who come to the heroes' banquet have killed people with their own hands. Even if they have not killed anyone, they have seen too many murders and arson.

This kind of thrilling fight was something I had never seen before. There was only one enemy, but he was like a mad tiger or a ghost, slashing and killing indiscriminately from east to west.

Many masters came forward to fight him, but they were all killed by him with faster, stronger, more ruthless and more precise moves.

None of the heroes were cowards or afraid of death, but seeing that the enemy was so powerful and unstoppable, with blood and flesh flying everywhere in the hall and only the screams of the dying, more than half of them wanted to escape and leave as soon as possible. Whether Qiao Feng was guilty or not, they didn't want to care about the matter anymore.

In fact, not only the heroes were afraid, but even Xin Zhen felt something was wrong when he saw the crazy Qiao Feng. If this continued, Qiao Feng would not be able to stay in the Central Plains, and he would have to go to Khitan, and it would be difficult to change his fate.

Xin Zhen shouted, "Brother Qiao, don't kill anyone! Let's go!"

When Xin Zhen called out to him, Qiao Feng's passion for life immediately faded. Seeing the dead and wounded in the hall, he immediately felt quite regretful and said quickly, "Brother Xin, you go first, I'll cover you!"

Xin Zhen was not worried about Qiao Feng's safety, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go together!"

Xin Zhen unleashed his Great Demon Subduing Palm, and suddenly a strong wind blew in their faces, forcing Xuan Ji and the others away. Xin Zhen arrived at the entrance of the hall like a ghost, and was about to step out when he heard an old voice say miserably: "Kill Duan Yanqing, he is the only one who knows the whereabouts of Xin Zhen's family and that Ah Zhu. If you kill him, they will have no way to rescue them!" It was the iron-faced judge Shan Zheng.

Xin Zhen was stunned for a moment, exclaimed "Fuck", and forgot about this.

His eldest son Shan Boshan responded, "Yes!" and raised his knife to chop at Duan Yanqing's head.

Xin Zhen immediately stretched out his finger, and it hit Shan Boshan's sword with a "swish" sound. With a "ding" sound, the sword was broken.

Shan Zheng roared and was about to chop down with his sword in hand.

Xin Zhen said anxiously: "Shan Zheng, spare his life!" But Shan Zheng acted as if he heard nothing and suddenly chopped down with his sword.

Xin Zhen was so shocked that he didn't have time to think about it. He bent his fingers and shot with all his strength. There was a sound like a crossbow, and a cloud of blood mist exploded on Shan Zheng's head. It turned out that his head was blown up by Xin Zhen's finger-snapping magic!

His five sons screamed in grief and anger, but in the face of Xin Zhen's awe-inspiring power, they did not dare to attack him. Together with the other six or seven people, they rushed towards Duan Yanqing, determined to kill him and make Xin Zhen lose the whereabouts of his parents and sister.

Xin Zhen felt a little guilty about killing Shan Zheng, but when he saw how shameless the five tigers of the Shan family were, he immediately became angry.

"So shameless!"

Xin Zhen stepped in front of six or seven people like a ghost, and swung out four palm strikes in a row, which pushed them all back. He rushed forward and picked up Duan Yanqing casually.

Duan Yanqing saw so many swords coming down and was about to close his eyes and wait for death. He was saved by Xin Zhen and laughed instead, saying, "Those who call themselves heroes are even more immoral than a villain like me. I've seen what happened."

Xin Zhen ignored Duan Yanqing and slapped him in the face, almost killing him.

Xin Zhen said loudly: "My fellow heroes, this man is related to the whereabouts of my parents and sister, so he must not die. Please just come at me."

Shan Boshan shouted, "Don't listen to him, let's go after Duan Yanqing. If he wants to protect him, there will definitely be a flaw. We can definitely kill him. Once he dies, Qiao Feng will be unable to stand on his own!"

When the others heard this, they immediately rushed towards Duan Yanqing. Duan Yanqing watched helplessly as many swords, guns, sticks and clubs were slashing at his body, but he was unable to move at all. He let Xin Zhen dance around to avoid the many weapons. For a moment, he felt a chill in his heart and could only pray that Xin Zhen would protect him better.

Seeing that the heroes were not fair and were determined to kill Duan Yanqing, Xin Zhen was determined to make him lose his family. The pride and stubbornness in his heart were gradually aroused, and he shouted: "You think I can't kill people, right?"

After he finished speaking, he reached out his right hand and grabbed a long sword. With the sword in his hand, his temperament suddenly changed.

With Xin Zhen's martial arts skills, he could kill people with his bare hands, but he trained as a swordsman after all, so when it really came to a life-and-death fight, he would be more handy with a sword.

He was holding Duan Yanqing in his left hand, which made it difficult for him to move, and he had to fight with only one hand. All his opponents were attacking Duan Yanqing, and the situation was extremely unfavorable. If he held back at this moment, he and Qiao Feng might die here today. At this point, Xin Zhen no longer held back.

Xin Zhen thrust out his sword, immediately piercing the throat of a Shan Jiazi. Shan Jiazi dropped his sword, staggered back while holding his throat, and then fell to the ground without a sound.

Xin Zhen swung his sword across, and one man's head flew up immediately. He then swung his sword back and pierced through another man's chest, killing two more people instantly.

Xin Zhen, with the long sword in his hand, became extremely ruthless. However, the heroes lost their temper at this time and became fearless of death. More than ten people rushed forward.

Xin Zhen shouted leisurely, "The endless fallen leaves are rustling down!"

Suddenly, an extremely gorgeous sword flower bloomed in the crowd. The more than ten heroes who swarmed forward screamed in pain, and their limbs and arms kept flying. In an instant, more than a dozen people fell to the ground.

Immediately, another twenty or thirty people shouted loudly and rushed forward bravely. Amidst Xin Zhen's long roar, there were sounds of weapons falling with clanging, screams, and flesh cut by sharp weapons mixed together. Only broken arms and limbs flew everywhere, and heads suddenly flew into the sky and fell like rain.

In a short moment, there were only a few of the twenty or thirty people left standing intact!

"Devil! He is a devil!" A man holding a big knife, his face was pale, he dropped the knife, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve. He was so scared that he turned around and ran. Because his legs were weak, he fell to the ground, rolling and crawling, screaming, and trying to crawl out of the hall.

This tragic scene suddenly made the heroes understand, and they all took a few steps back, clearing a large area at once. The heroes looked at each other, and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Xin Zhen suddenly showed his extraordinary power and killed people as easily as slaughtering chickens. His fighting was even more horrifying than Qiao Feng's aggressive fighting.

Even Qiao Feng looked back and was greatly surprised, thinking, "My brother Xin's swordsmanship is so superb! I have been in the martial arts world for more than ten years, and I have never seen anyone with such superb swordsmanship!"

Xin Zhen held Duan Yanqing in one hand, with the long sword in his right hand hanging down. Blood formed strings on the sword, hanging down like blood-colored pearls.

Xin Zhen said loudly: "Whoever tries to stop me will die!"

At this time, the hall was silent. Even the gang members who were beating up Qiao Feng quietly retreated and looked at Xin Zhen in horror.

Qiao Feng quickly stood beside Xin Zhen and said, "My dear brother, you go first, I will cover your rear!"

Xin Zhen nodded, picked up Duan Yanqing, and strode outside. There were a group of heroes in front who wanted to stop them, but Xin Zhen pointed his sword and these people retreated in fear.

Qiao Feng followed closely behind, and no one dared to stop him.

Doctor Xue's face was indifferent, but if someone looked carefully, they could see that his naturally hanging sleeves were moving without wind, rustling, and he was actually shaking.

In fact, it wasn't just him, even the Shaolin monk, Xuan Ji Xuan Nan, had a pale face and a horrified look.

The heroes surrender!

It was no wonder that they did that. After fighting till now, no one had been able to hurt Xin Zhen. With the long sword in his hand, Xin Zhen killed people like slaughtering chickens. Twenty or thirty people went up and were killed in just a few moments.

Everyone has already seen that even if another 20 or 30 people go up, the consequence will be the same. This young man's martial arts has reached the level of being enlightened by gods. If they want to kill him, they must slowly wear him down with their lives, and finally force him to exhaust his strength before they have a chance to kill him.

But everyone came here just to get to know Dr. Xue. If they really wanted to risk their lives to get to know him, then that would be putting the cart before the horse.

Those people who were desperate just now were just hot-headed and rushed forward without thinking much, but as soon as they came to their senses, they were scared and stopped.

Seeing Qiao Feng and Xin Zhen striding out, he didn't even think of releasing any hidden weapons.

Xin Zhen and Qiao Feng came out of Juxian Manor. The sunlight was shining on them and both of them were covered in blood, especially Xin Zhen. His shirt looked as if it had been fished out of water with blood.

Qiao Feng said guiltily, "My dear brother, I am the one who has caused you trouble."

(End of this chapter)