Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

The last person to arrive was dressed in tight-fitting clothes and looked weathered.

Of the eight, he was the only one dressed like a wandering swordsman.

He carried a large, pear-shaped spear slung diagonally behind him, which was half a head taller than him.

Afei stood behind him and recognized the last of the "Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains" from the large spear he was carrying.

"BMW Sharpshooter," Bian Hao.

Ah Fei guessed that he wasn't doing well either, simply because he hadn't seen his "BMW" from beginning to end.

Bian Hao let out a long breath and said:

"The person who relayed Zhao Zhengyi's message said he was at Long Xiaoyun's house, but unexpectedly..."

He turned to Aunt Weng and asked in surprise:

"Sister-in-law, how did you find him?"

Aunt Weng also felt lucky, snorted coldly, and replied to him:

"It was the old tortoise from the 'Dragon God Temple' who reported the news, saying that he and Li Xunhuan had returned to Baoding Prefecture."

"We've been chasing him for so many years, but we never expected him to return to the interior of China on his own."

"Originally, I was hesitant to act because I couldn't get into Xingyun Manor, but I didn't expect him to come out on his own."

Blind Yi Mingtang lowered his head and chuckled sinisterly:

"This is what they call destiny; the King of Hell is coming to claim his life!"

His voice was always unhurried and indifferent.

Bian Hao, a wandering swordsman, took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and sighed, muttering:

"Heaven has eyes! Heaven has finally opened its eyes! Brother Weng's blood feud has finally been avenged..."

His voice choked with sobs, and he collapsed in two steps in front of the table where the jars were placed, bursting into tears.

The other seven people also knelt down, tears streaming down their faces.

The eight people wept bitterly.

After an unknown amount of time, it was completely dark outside.

As the crying subsided, Bian Hao suddenly jumped up, glaring at Tie Chuanjia and saying:

"Tie Chuanjia, do you still recognize me?"

Tie Chuanjia, who had been keeping his head down, finally raised his head slightly and nodded.

He said in a somber voice:

"Remember."

Bian Hao said sternly:

"It's good that you remember. I even introduced you to my elder brother back then..."

He was speaking when, as if recalling something from back then, he choked up and could no longer speak.

Ma Zi Gongsun Yu angrily said:

"Third Brother, why are you still arguing with him?"

"Quickly look at his head to offer as a sacrifice to my elder brother's spirit in heaven."

"Just open his chest again, use his heart and liver as snacks, wouldn't that solve everything?"

Ah Fei, who had been quietly observing, suddenly spoke up.

He didn't even change his posture, only offering a faint, mocking remark:

"I have heard that the 'Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains' are great heroes of noble character and unwavering loyalty."

"Looking back now, they were nothing more than muddle-headed, ignorant, and primitive people."

Gongsun Yu was stunned for a moment, and when she realized that it was the young man who had been standing next to her who was speaking, she was so angry that her hair stood on end.

He roared in fury:

"What did you say?!"

Ah Fei glanced at him, then noticed that everyone else was furious, while his tone remained unchanged:

"I said, you haven't even asked about the facts before resorting to vigilante justice."

"How is this any different from bandits and robbers? They even call themselves the 'Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains,' but they are better known than known in person."

Seeing that these people were about to make a move, he had no choice but to interrupt them.

If they really manage to kill Tie Chuanjia, then I've come all this way for nothing.

The youngest brother, Ximen Lie, couldn't help but shout in his hoarse voice:

"Who do you think you are, a mere brat who hasn't even grown his first hair? What right do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

Afei scoffed, completely disregarding him.

He simply said:

"Why should I? Didn't you and Gongsun Yuyin see each other in the crowd at the market?"

"Or you could ask your sister-in-law."

Ah Fei was completely fearless.

Upon hearing his words, Ximen Lie and Gongsun Yu suddenly fell silent.

This was because Ah Fei's words not only showed that he had already noticed their movements, but also reminded them of Ah Fei's ghostly skills.

The speed of that sword strike was simply beyond their ability to withstand.

Seeing their appearance, Bian Hao, though unaware of what had happened, still stepped forward to stop them.

His face was grim, clearly displeased with Ah Fei's earlier words, but he still said:

"What this young hero says is right. If we brothers are going to kill someone, we must do it honorably."

"We must not only leave the world speechless, but also win the hearts and minds of the other party."

Yi Mingtang nodded leisurely and said:

"Indeed, we have already waited thirteen years, so what's a little longer?"

"Although this young man is young, if we are going to kill someone, we must make sure that no one can find fault with us."

"The Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains cannot kill people indiscriminately."

As the second eldest brother, once he said those words, no one else could say anything more.

After hearing what the two of them said, Ah Fei praised them:

"Indeed, this is more in line with the resounding name of 'Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains'."

Tie Chuanjia suddenly laughed bitterly:

"You don't need to bother, just kill me!"

"I admit I wronged Weng Tianjie in the past, but I die without regret!"

He then said to Ah Fei:

"Young Master Fei, you should go back quickly."

"Please tell my young master that I, Tie Chuanjia, am afraid I will never be able to drink with you again in this lifetime!"

He was still afraid of implicating Ah Fei, which is why he interrupted.

Ah Fei frowned and muttered a curse to himself:

"Shut up."

Then he addressed the eight people:

"If they cannot explain why you must die, then no one can touch you today."

Aunt Weng was so angry she almost laughed. She snorted coldly:

"Alright, today we will tell you everything, so that this man surnamed Tie will die a truly convincing death."

Yi Mingtang continued:

"Although we do not know your name, we will teach you to remember our names."

"I only hope that when you return, my brother, you can tell the whole story about the right and wrong of this matter. Then I will have no regrets."

Bian Hao, who was standing to the side, immediately said:

"Young hero, you know our name because we were honored by the martial arts world in the past. In truth, it was only because our friends were so kind to us..."

Yi Mingtang suddenly interrupted again:

"This is not because my friends are flattering me. My brother's martial arts skills are not outstanding, and his appearance is even less remarkable."

"But in all our lives, we have always put righteousness first, and there is absolutely nothing we do that is shameful."

After he finished speaking, the sixth woodcutter chimed in:

"There are eight of us brothers. Our eldest brother, Weng Tianjie, known for his righteousness, has been murdered. This is my sister-in-law."

After he finished speaking, Aunt Weng said:

"My name isn't very nice, it's 'Female Butcher' Aunt Weng, but you should still remember it."

Ah Fei smiled and replied to her:

"Don't worry, at my age, my memory is still the best thing."

The woodcutter, Lao Liu, probably didn't want others to know his name.

He never revealed his name, never at all; all that was known was that he was known as "Splitter of Mount Hua".

He continued, pointing at the blind man Yi Mingtang:

"This is my second brother..."

Unexpectedly, Afei suddenly interrupted him, waving his hand and saying:

"You don't need to introduce yourself."

Then they were called out one by one.

He said the names one by one:

"Yi Mingtang, the 'Divine Eyes Like Lightning'; Bian Hao, the 'White Horse Sharpshooter'; Jin Fengbai, the young master of 'One Post Hall'..."

When Afei recited the names of these people one by one, the eyes of the "Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains" widened.

The boy recognized all of them!

Only then did they truly begin to look upon Ah Fei with favor.

They then realized that the young man before them was no ordinary person.

These people could never have imagined that this young man knew far more than they could have fathomed.