Big Tiger ignored Zhou Fu's teasing and said, "Boy, you don't have to tell me.
But if you tell me, I'll give you a big gift. How about that? "
Zhou Fu snorted. "Hum!
Big gift?
Son of a bitch, if I can hear the truth from your mouth, I'd rather believe that there are … "
Just as he was about to say 'there are ghosts in the world', he suddenly thought of the black-robed man he met in Guiyun Temple that night.
"Hahaha … Boy, you really went there." Big Tiger was a little excited. "Didn't you meet the people inside?"
Zhou Fu's face suddenly changed. He had been tricked. In his anger, he had a flash of inspiration. "Yes, I met them. I went with the Zhou family's consecrators and guards. Guess what happened?"
This time it was Big Tiger's turn to be shocked. He opened his mouth and rolled his eyes. Then he laughed. "I was almost fooled by you. Forget it. If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I'm going to send you on your way.
Don't you want 'Wind-chasing Blade'?
Next is the most powerful move in the 《Wind-chasing Saber》. Take it! "
"Wind-chasing Blade 36 Slashes!"
"Kill!"
The blade light was as white as snow, like a big wave.
Zhou Fu didn't dodge. He released his right hand from his chest and his expression was a little strange.
He was a little excited and a little scared.
A gust of wind blew and lifted the torn clothes. Under the clothes, there was an intact skin.
What shocked Big Tiger was that there were three red marks on Zhou Fu's chest. If he remembered correctly, those three red marks should be where he had cut before.
"What!
How could it be! "
He was very sure that the long blade in his hand was a treasure made of fine iron. It was not much worse than the long sword in the hands of the Big Boss.
"Blade Step!"
"Mountain Opening!"
Boom!
The strength exploded under Zhou Fu's feet, and a depression appeared on the bluestone paved ground.
"Go to hell!"
The overbearing fist strength broke the air and smashed down with a powerful force.
Big Tiger made up his mind. His many years of risking his life had taught him that if he was timid in a battle, the probability of death was 100%.
With a roar, the blood and Qi in his body surged. In desperation, all the wounds on his body burst open, making him look like a bloody man. The long saber in his hand whistled and slashed out a bright light.
"Kill!"
Boom!
"Fu 'er!"
"Young master!"
Just as the two figures collided, a mournful roar sounded from the courtyard entrance.
On the field.
Zhou Fu's fist ignored the incoming saber light and heavily imprinted itself on Big Tiger's chest. The terrifying fist strength was superimposed on Big Tiger's Mountain Splitter and instantly broke his sternum.
The broken bones were like spears, piercing into his fragile internal organs.
At the same time, the long knife in Big Tiger's hand slashed at Zhou Fu's body. However, to his disappointment, when the blade came into contact with his body, it felt as if it had cut into leather. Moreover, there was a force that bounced the blade away.
"This … how … is this possible …"
Boom!
The fist strength exploded. Big Tiger was like a rag doll that had been thrown out. He flew more than ten steps before heavily hitting the ground. Large mouthfuls of black and red blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.
He looked at Zhou Fu, who was walking over, and his eyes were full of struggle.
"Yard … yard … that person …"
Zhou Fu's upper clothes were cut into pieces by the saber light just now. The strong muscles under his clothes were exposed, and there were more than ten red marks on them.
"He was already dead when I arrived."
Big Tiger nodded and said, "Thanks. I forgot to tell you that grandpa is the third leader of the Black Mountain Bandits. I'm down there … waiting …"
Bang!
Zhou Fu lifted his leg and swept it over. With a crisp crack, Big Tiger's neck was bent at a strange angle and he suddenly stopped breathing.
"Damn it, the plot in the novel is all fake!"
Today, Zhou Fu wanted to show off. He originally wanted to throw an ordinary long saber to Big Tiger and defeat him directly.
He wanted to do this because he had the confidence. After the transformation of the Art of Bronze Armor, Zhou Fu had tried to cut his skin with a sharp weapon. In the end, he could only cut a few red marks. That was why he had this idea.
He wanted to use extreme violence to destroy the fear in his heart.
Who knew that the servant at home would take out a treasured saber, which really scared Zhou Fu.
Moreover, after defeating Big Tiger, Zhou Fu wanted to try the hero's complex in the novel. For example, two people could use a conversation to show the helplessness of the Jianghu and the reluctance of the Jianghu people before their deaths. In the end, he did not get what he wanted.
"Novels are all lies. If I still believe it, I'll be a f * cking husky!"
Zhou Fu cursed angrily again. The chuunibyou almost killed him.
"Fu 'er!
Fu 'er!
Are you okay? "
Zhou Dacai dragged his round body and rushed over. He pulled Zhou Fu and checked him.
"Fortunately, fortunately, I'm fine."
After checking, Zhou Dacai breathed a sigh of relief and then roared, "Kid, are you crazy? You actually released the murderer in the dungeon. I heard that you let him eat until he was full. Not only that, you even took out a treasured saber to give to the enemy. Is your f * cking brain filled with wind?"
"The story in the teahouse is enough to listen to, but you actually followed it like an idiot?
Do you want to die?! "
Zhou Fu was suddenly angered by Zhou Dacai. This was simply a scene of social death!
He did not want to. Before this, the conversation between him and Big Tiger was already somewhat in line with the plot of the story. Who knew it would develop like this?
"That … Dad, don't say anymore. I'll remember it."
Zhou Dacai's chest rose and fell rapidly. "If you don't want to take care of me, just say it. I'll take advantage of the fact that I can still move and give you a younger brother.
F * ck, this time I was scared to death. "
Zhou Dacai took a few breaths and glanced at Big Tiger's body. He waved his hand to the guards not far away, indicating that they should clean it up.
Then he said to Zhou Fu, "Kid, come with me."
"Yes!"
So the two of them went to the study.
Zhou Dacai sat in a chair and drank a big mouthful of herbal tea.
"You little bastard, provoking me so early in the morning. Do you want me to die early?!"
Zhou Fu laughed awkwardly. "It's nothing. It's … It's … Hey, Dad, don't worry. It won't happen again."
"Humph!"
Zhou Dacai sneered. "I hope so. Don't give me the chance to die young."
"Fu 'er, you seem to want to walk the path of martial arts?"
Zhou Fu's face became serious. He replied, "Yes."
Zhou Dacai was curious about his lazy son and his recent changes. He asked in a deep voice, "Give me a reason.
If you can convince me, I will fully support you in the future. "
Zhou Fu's eyes lit up. Although he was the eldest son of the Zhou family, there were a lot of precious resources that he could not access. If he had Zhou Dacai's support, it would be different. At least the medicinal cuisine he drank would be of a higher grade.
"I don't want others to decide my life and death!
I want to hold my life in my own hands. "
The solemn voice pierced Zhou Dacai's heart. He looked at his son who had grown from a little fatty to a strong man. He sighed. "The child has grown up!"
"Good. Since you have this kind of determination, you must persevere. If you give up, then you won't even have the chance to inherit the family business.
You must think carefully. "
"Yes!"
Zhou Fu nodded seriously.
Zhou Dacai slowly exhaled. "It's not easy for us to be merchants. It's even harder to be in the Jianghu. If we're not careful, we'll lose our lives.
That's right, Wang Gongfeng was injured a few days ago and has been lying in bed for two days. "
"What!"
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