I became famous for writing ridiculous stories in ancient times

Chen Lieyang died, just like that, at the hands of someone who had secretly learned his unique skills. Besides the shock and disbelief on his face, he didn’t even have time to leave a last word.

What made everyone even more panic was that when they found out that the newcomer was not a good person, they all picked up their weapons and wanted to fight to the death, but everyone found that their internal strength was slowly disappearing, or had already disappeared.

"My internal strength, my internal strength is gone!"

"Martial arts, my martial arts?!"

"What happened, my internal strength is gone ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah——"

"Help, help!"

"Spare me, spare me, my good man——"

Hearing these voices, Zhao Yunfei immediately thought of the "San Gong San" that had appeared in his home, and then subconsciously used the family's mental method, and then he was surprised to find that his internal strength was still there. Not only was the internal strength still there, but there was no sign of disappearance at all, which should be related to the fact that he had not eaten anything today.

This made him feel relieved.

At this time, someone had already discovered something strange.

"The food and wine are poisonous!"

"Yes, yes, I drank the wine!"

"I ate meat!"

"What should I do? What kind of medicine is this?!"

At this time, the black-robed leader had already laughed, "Yes, you all took the San Gong Powder."

"Didn't expect it? Thirty years have passed, and the San Gong Powder has been improved by us, from slightly bitter to colorless and tasteless. Only a little bit is needed to make a person lose all his power, and he needs to take the antidote to recover."

The black-robed leader said proudly: "Why was Chen Lieyang killed by my palm? Of course, it was because he was also poisoned, so he died so quickly and in such a miserable state."

"Hahaha..."

"If you want to live, you must submit to me. As long as you take this poison pill and obey my orders from now on, I will give you the antidote. Otherwise, no one will be able to walk down Tuoshan alive today!"

At this time, Chen Lieyang was surrounded by Chen Han, Chen Jing and Zhao Yunfei.

Compared with the distraught Chen Han and Chen Jing, who was in disbelief and still stuffing various medicine powders and pills into Chen Lieyang's mouth with tears, Zhao Yunfei's expression was much calmer.

He first felt Chen Lieyang's breath, then touched his pulse, and finally shook his head and said, "Uncle Chen is dead, Brother Chen, Sister Chen, please mourn."

"Impossible, impossible..."

Chen Jing was in tears, no longer arrogant, "My father will not die, he will not die, he can't be killed by San Gong San, impossible, impossible!"

Chen Han bit his lower lip hard to calm himself down.

Then he said to Zhao Yunfei: "Junior Brother Zhao, I'll leave my sister to you to take care of her. I'll go and avenge Master first."

After saying this, he pulled the corners of his mouth bitterly, his eyes dull, and said: "Master has been chivalrous all his life, and has never held a big birthday banquet before, so this time, in order to give Master the best birthday, several junior brothers and I started working early in the morning, so busy that we didn't even drink a sip of water."

"So my skills are still there..."

Chen Han's tears fell, "This can be regarded as an unexpected surprise."

Zhao Yunfei felt sour in his heart.

As for his uncle 'Chen Lieyang', he only met him once when he was a child, unlike his biological father Zhao Ya who had been with him for a long time, and unlike his elder brother Zhao Yunlei, who often came to Tuoshan to deliver letters and visit.

So under the influence of the black-robed man, his impression of Chen Lieyang was not very good before.

But after arriving at Tuoshan, he was first moved by the enthusiasm of the disciples, and then Chen Lieyang, who had already become famous in the martial arts world and whose fame was even greater than his own father, could actually pull the eldest disciple to take off his clothes to check his wounds, so the previous grudge was gone and he became respectful to him.

Now Chen Lieyang is dead, which really caught him off guard.

He hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Brother Chen, I wonder who the guest that Uncle Chen mentioned last night was?"

No one else came today except the black-robed man, and he really didn't want the clue to be cut off.

But Chen Han shook his head, "Master didn't say."

"He has always been trustworthy and trustworthy, and he will not rashly reveal what he promised to others. I only know that before going down the mountain, the master said that he was going to go on a long journey, but would be back before the birthday banquet started."

"So I don't know who he went to see."

Zhao Yunfei's heart tightened.

Is the clue going to be cut off like this?

Although the black-robed leader is in front of him now, he has many people and Chen Lieyang, his biggest support, is dead. Most of the others have lost their martial arts, so it is difficult to save their lives. Therefore, it is impossible to take revenge today.

At this time, Chen Jing said: "... I know."

"What?!" Zhao Yunfei looked over suddenly and asked in confusion: "You know? Do you know who your father went down the mountain to meet before? But if you know, why do you ask me?"

Although he did not take the power-dispersing powder by mistake today because of Chen Jing, her previous behavior was really abnormal compared with what she said just now, which made Zhao Yunfei subconsciously suspicious.

But Chen Jing ignored his words, and looked up at Chen Han and said: "Brother, I know who my father might have gone to see. He should have gone to see my uncle, Miao Pu."

Then before the two of them showed their surprise, she gritted her teeth and said: "When I was young, I once heard my uncle mention it. He said that the reason why my father's Flame Palm is so powerful is because this palm technique requires a firepower. You can practice it with concentration in a place with plenty of energy, and you must have internal strength to absorb the heat of fire.”

"Brother, is this true?"

Chen Han was shocked, "...Miao, Holy Hand Nursery?!"

Zhao Yunfei was also very surprised. It turned out that the person who leaked the secret of the Flame Palm was Chen Lieyang’s brother-in-law ‘Shengshou Nursery’!

In this case, it is no wonder that Chen Lieyang deliberately sent his daughter away and insisted on waiting for someone to come today before talking, and why Chen Jing pursued him persistently and insisted on asking about the conversation between him and Chen Lieyang.

So that’s it!

Zhao Yunfei suddenly realized.

Chen Han was also suddenly enlightened. He suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "...Niaopu! If our Tuoshan can survive this disaster, we must go to the Miao family to seek justice!"

Then he looked at Chen Jing with a complicated expression and said: "Junior sister, I will leave the master's body to you. Besides, I'm afraid there will be chaos here for a while. If the situation goes bad, you can take the master's body and the women and children in the backyard with you." Let’s go down the mountain and avenge us one day.”

Chen Jing shed tears, "...senior brother."

Zhao Yunfei also picked up his sword and said to Chen Jing: "Junior sister Chen, thank you for informing me." If he had not killed the black-robed leader today, he would have to go to the Miao family and ask for an answer from the nursery.

After writing this, Fu Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, the ins and outs of the matter were explained clearly, and then came the content of traveling in the world. In fact, this matter is very simple. Most modern people who have read martial arts novels can guess it. It is nothing more than Chen Lieyang telling his brother-in-law Miao Pu the secret of the Flame Palm after drinking, and then Miao Pu told others.

As for who this "other person" is, Fu Wenyu does not plan to reveal it so soon. Instead, he plans to advance it with other foreshadowings and will not make it public until the finale.

So next, he describes a fierce battle!

In front of them are the people from Lieyan Sect, Zhao Yunfei and other people from the world who came to attend the birthday banquet. On the other side were the black-robed leader and his lackeys, as well as those who wanted to get the antidote and took refuge there.

Originally, most of Zhengfang's people had lost all their skills and had no power to resist. Fortunately, the leaders Chen Han and Zhao Yunfei were not affected, and 'Old Man Huanxi' Xu Huanxi did not pay much attention to it because of his old age. He has a craving for food and drink, so he still retains 70% to 80% of his power.

There was also the 'Jinghu Fairy' Hu Xianxian who didn't like big fish and meat, so he only drank a few glasses of wine. Under the leadership of the four of them, and the Lieyan Sect was too busy to eat and drink, he still retained some of his skills. Many of his disciples also fought with the man in black robes.

This battle is a hard battle.

The cries of death, begging for mercy, cries of pain... went on and on.

Zhao Yunfei was focused on nothing. He relied on the hatred in his heart to block the black-robed leader with "Old Happy" Xu Huanxi. And the more he fought, the braver he became. In the end, he actually understood the eleventh form of the 'Thirteen Movements of Yunxiao', which is 'offensive but not defensive' during the battle, and pierced the 'Chongyun Sword' into the shoulder of the black-robed leader!

The black-robed leader took a few steps back, covering his shoulders and gritting his teeth: "...Zhao Yunfei, it's you who ruined my good deeds again!"

Zhao Yunfei pointed his sword forward and laughed heartily, "Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death. I am acting on behalf of heaven. A wicked person like you, who is lawless and can kill everyone at every turn, should be punished by everyone!" "

The black-robed leader's face twisted, "What do you know? I am seeking revenge! All the people I killed were ungrateful villains. How can I not kill villains?!"

After saying that, he looked around and saw that the people of Lieyan Sect were not afraid of death under the stimulation of Chen Lieyang's tragic death, and became more and more brave as they fought; he saw the happy old man Xu Huanxi was ready to attack, and Zhao Yunfei never left his hand with his sword; he saw the 'Yan brothers' On the screen, Chen Han, who killed Yan Chong at the cost of a broken hand, persisted in Yan Pu's desperate counterattack; he saw Hu Xianxian and Chen Jing hiding in the dark and quietly killed many of his men; The canines did not dare to kill their former classmates and friends, so they were prevaricating...

He knew that he had lost the best opportunity today, and his goal had been achieved. Not only had he killed Chen Lieyang, the 'Fire Palm', Di Yue, the 'Bad Sword', seriously injured the heirs of the Xu family and the Tian family, he had also recruited many people who wanted to The men who wanted the antidote made up for their previous losses in the Zhao family.

Among them are the "Yan Brothers" who have been famous in the world for a long time, Yan Chong Yan Pu, and the martial arts rookie "Xiaoyaoshan" Feng Pian. It's a pity that the "Yan Brothers" just met the same master of "Flame Palm" Chen Han and his brother Yan Chong were hit in the back by Chen Han's palm. Now only Yan Pu, the sword wielder, is left among the two brothers.

The black-robed leader immediately snorted: "Let's go!"

As soon as he said this, the other men in black robes seemed to have received some order and followed him to retreat. Those canines that had just taken refuge hesitated for a moment and then left one after another.

Chen Lieyang's fiftieth birthday is full of desolation.

When Tuoshan's story appeared in Liuzhou tabloids, a month had passed.

During this period, the "Martial Arts Team" in Fujiacun developed in a good way. The selected young people cherished this opportunity. Under the leadership of Fu Wenshu and Fu Wenhe, they had already mastered the "Thirteen Styles of Yunxiao" The movements are so consistent and clean that everyone who sees them gets excited.

"Shua——"

"Fall, rise, thrust, turn, close!"

"Good!"

"Good sword, good sword moves!"

Fu Wencheng and Zou Tongsheng, who were specially invited to watch, cheered and stared at the fifteen people. After they dispersed to practice, the two looked at Fu Wenyu.

Fu Wencheng said in surprise: "Wenyu, is this the martial arts you mentioned?"

Fu Wenyu nodded, "Yes, I have already discussed with a teahouse and a theater in the city. From tomorrow, we will have the "martial arts team" from Fujia Village perform there. I found the teahouse and the time is set in the morning, and the theater was introduced by Zhang, and it is set in the afternoon. There is no conflict between the two."

"Patriarch, Mr. Zou, what do you think?"

Fu Wencheng and Zou Tongsheng both said yes. Zou Tongsheng looked in the direction of Zou Silang and sighed: "Wenyu, Silang has practiced these sword techniques at home before, but he practiced stabbing, chopping, and cutting. I didn't expect that these movements would have such momentum after forming sword moves. I almost didn't recognize my cousin just now."

Usually, this cousin is taciturn at home, but I didn't expect that after holding the sword, people couldn't take their eyes off him.

And Zou Tongsheng also found that it was not just him, but the other fourteen people were also like this. Each of them held their heads high and behaved neatly, just like the "people of the rivers and lakes" described in Fu Wenyu's storybook, which made him want to buy a sword.

Fu Wencheng was interested in another thing, "Wenyu, which teahouse and theater are they? It's such a blessing, I have to take your sister-in-law and your eldest nephew to see it."

Fu Wenyu was very happy to have someone to support him, and immediately said the two places, "The teahouse is on Zhuangyuan Street, not far from Kaiyuan Bookstore, and their tea eggs are delicious. As for the theater, it is at the intersection of Liushu Street and Wharf Street next to Zhuangyuan Street. Usually there are opera troupes there to perform..."

After sending off the village chief and Zou Tongsheng, Fu Wenyu saw that they were all practicing seriously, so he returned to the study.

In the study, Murong Bo's reply was placed in the middle of the table.

Seeing this reply, Fu Wenyu sighed.

Because in this letter, Murong Bo said that he was not able to walk well and usually did not go out, so it was a pity that he could not accept his invitation and had no chance to see the true face of the "Thirteen Styles of Yunxiao".

This is really a pity.

However, "not being able to walk well" is not what people want, and Fu Wenyu did not mean to blame him. Instead, he replied to comfort him.

In order to let the other party draw a picture that better fits his imagination, he also drew the sword moves of the "Thirteen Styles of Yunxiao" using the "stickman" method, so that he can have a better reference.

Now that his reply has been sent, I believe the other party has received it.