Plane hunting

Chapter 61 'Great Meaning'

Huang Shaohong knocked down Monk Hengchong with one shot, and everyone was dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, Huang Feihong, who is well-known in the southern martial arts, would pull out a musket to collapse his opponent during a martial arts competition. Even the real Jiugong rubbed hard He rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken.

Master Jiugong yelled: "Huang Feihong, you don't follow the rules of martial arts, and you kill people with firearms!"

Huang Shaohong shrugged innocently: "Everyone saw it just now. He said he was invulnerable, so I tried it. The result is Cui Niubi. If I do this, he will die even worse!"

At this moment, Yan Zhendong, who was on the side, subconsciously touched the spear hidden weapon hidden in his braid. At this moment, he suddenly raised his feet towards Huang Shaohong, and sighed:
"Unfathomable, he is the leader of the martial arts, I accept it!"

Master Jiugong scolded angrily: "Huang, I want to spread the news that you don't abide by the martial arts rules all over the world, and I want my disciples and grandchildren to kill all of your Baozhilin!"

'Boom' There was a bloody hole between the eyebrows of Jiugong Daoist, and he collapsed limply on the grand master's chair.

Huang Shaohong blew on the barrel of the gun again: "You are out of your mind, you dare to say that when you see a gun in my hand!"

The death of Daoist Jiugong caused chaos in the hall, many believers were deceived by the magic power shown by Jiugong, seeing that even the leader had been shot to death with foreign guns, they lost their backbone and shouted outwards run away.

And the two boxers of Boxer Boxing who were called the Three Heavenly Masters together with Heng Chong before, took advantage of the chaotic scene of the Bailian disciples, and quickly disappeared into the crowd, using their ape-like body skills, they disappeared after three swings and two swings no trace.

Huang Shaohong ignored those two people, he said that he wanted to eradicate the White Lotus Sect, and today this pretentious thing cannot be left behind.

But there are so many people in front of him that he can't kill them all. After all, most of them are people who have been deceived, so he only picks out those who are dressed differently. Kill a few until the pistol is empty.

He turned around and shouted loudly at the Bailian sect members who were running away crying for their father and mother: "Don't let me see you again, otherwise I will kill you!"

When he yelled, it was obvious that he didn't intend to kill them all. These Bailian disciples were relieved a lot. Those who understood the reason saluted Huang Shaohong before leaving: "Thank you, Master Huang!"

In a blink of an eye, the originally overcrowded Chaotian Palace hall became empty, only Huang Shaohong and Yan Zhendong were left.

At this time, Yan Zhendong had already fully recovered from the little internal injury he suffered before drinking the 'Eight Treasure Desperate Soup'.

Huang Shaohong looked down at the fallen monk Heng Chong, and asked Yan Zhendong beside him, "Old Yan, how is this guy's kung fu?"

Yan Zhendong sighed with some regret: "In these years, relying on the fragments of the Shaolin Golden Bell Cover, there is only one who can practice the Golden Bell Cover to the level of mastery. This person must have a certain status in Shaolin. You must be careful in the future. people!"

Huang Shaohong didn't take it seriously, anyway, he was going to leave this world after finishing his mission, no matter how good Shaolin was in this world, it was impossible for him to go to the real world to find him.

He shook his head and asked, "What I'm asking is can this guy be ranked in the martial arts world?"

Yan Zhendong pondered for a moment before saying: "There are no more than five who can beat him!"

"Which five?" Huang Shaohong was more interested in this.

"Grandmaster Guo Yunshen of Xingyimen, Grandmaster Yang Jianhou of Mr. Jinghu of Yang Family Taijimen, and Grandmaster Yin Fu of Bajimen can break his golden bell cover. In addition, if Wang Zhengyi of Dasao uses a sword, he is also counted as one!"

"There are only four, who is the other one?"

Yan Zhendong glanced at Huang Shaohong: "The other one is you, Master Huang. Your 'ground-lying grasping hand' uses softness to overcome rigidity. This monk is practicing hard skills horizontally, so he should not be your opponent!"

Huang Shaohong coughed twice, he was ashamed of himself for boasting, the main reason why his ground lock skill was able to break through Yan Zhendong's iron shirt was because of his master-level body, if he didn't have this foreign boxing master You want to use jiu jitsu to overcome rigidity with softness, hehe, think too much.

Besides, in the situation just now, he might as well have rolled all over the floor with the monk in his arms in front of hundreds of people.

Moreover, there are so many people on the other side, and there are still two big Boxer masters who have not made a move. If you take the opportunity to attack, you will be entangled by the monk, and you will be beaten to death with any jujitsu, so that kind of ground technique is still suitable for fair occasions. The heads-up or group arena is not suitable for martial arts battles.

After Yan Zhendong finished speaking, he asked strangely: "Master Huang, there is no one here, why are we still here?"

Huang Shaohong raised his eyelids and looked at the beams of the main hall: "Who said there is no one?"

He aimed his revolver in one direction: "Do you want to come out by yourself, or let me blow you down!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure turned over and fell from the shadow of the beam, and landed lightly on the ground. It was one of the great Boxer masters who had slipped away with the crowd.

As soon as he came out, behind the statue of the Wusheng Old Mother, Didu Liu also turned out a person, which was another great boxer.

"You two are brothers?" Huang Shaohong didn't pay attention to it before. When the two great boxers stood together, they realized that they looked very similar, but there was a slight difference in age. Although they were not twins, they My brother didn't run away.

Among them, the big boxer who came out from behind the statue was older, and he only heard him praise:
"Foshan Huang Feihong is worthy of being a grandmaster of a generation. Before, I thought that you killed Master Hengchong with a musket. It was a trick and unworthy of the name of a grandmaster, but I heard from this master Yan that you still have a set of 'ground grabbing hands' that specialize in breaking hard If you practice your skills horizontally, then what you did before must have a profound meaning.”

"If my guess is correct, I guess Master Huang didn't use kung fu, but killed Master Hengchong with a musket, just to let those White Lotus Sect members see that they were fooled by the White Lotus Sect's pretenders to reveal the true colors of Hengchong and Nine Palaces. How about this?"

Yan Zhendong's face changed after hearing this, and he said with shame: "Just now, I was treating a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, thinking that Master Huang was just too lazy to do it, so I made a quick decision. Feeling deeply, ashamed, ashamed, the same sentence, you are the leader, I will obey!"

Huang Shaohong had the urge to cover his face. Do these martial arts people think they are Sherlock Holmes?I just shot because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get this guy, okay?

Huang Shaohong felt that a man should act boldly and tell the truth, and the blood surged in his heart, and he immediately said: "That's right, that's exactly it!"

When he said this, admiration burst out in the eyes of Yan Zhendong and the two great boxers.

(End of this chapter)