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Chapter 227 Zhang Zhiwei in Laozi's Heavenly Master's Mansion!

Chapter 225 Zhang Zhiwei in Laozi's Heavenly Master's Mansion!

Frowning tightly, Yujiro Fanma's expression was uncertain.

The person in front of him is not a neon man, although Mr. Hong Zhen also speaks neon language.

But the first time he spoke, he was sure of this.

The reason is very simple. Although he has not paid much attention to the situation of Nihong these years, he knows that if such a powerful opponent really appears in Nihong, it is absolutely impossible not to tell him.

As for the few other countries around?
Forget about Goryeo, the culture of this country is a little girly, and it likes to rely on powerful countries, so it doesn't have the fertile ground for cultivating strong people.

Not to mention Wandao, whose spine was broken, and it was even more impossible for a strong man of this level to appear.

Mao Xiong is quite possible. Although the big brother died, Mao Xiong still has some background as the eldest prince. The most important thing is that the weather in Mao Xiong's country is bad, and the difficult environment can hone people's will.

But obviously, the person in front of him does not have the characteristics of a hairy bear.

In other words, the other party is likely to come from a flower grower.

This made Yujiro Fanma's eyes a little more dignified. Although the current economic situation is relatively weak for flower growers, this country has a history of 5000 years, and who knows how many secrets it hides.

So after a short thought, Yujiro Fanma took a deep breath, and his tone was a little more warning:
"Although I don't know who you are, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

The old man smiled, squinted his eyes, and looked harmless to humans and animals:

"It's not that it doesn't matter at all. This brat is my apprentice. To save face, why don't we just forget about it today?"

Frowning slightly, Yujiro Fanma looked a little more thoughtful.

Through the fight just now, he can be sure that the old guy in front of him is a master of the same level as himself. As for who is stronger between the two?
Yujiro Fanma couldn't be sure until he had a full fight.

If it was another occasion, Fan Mayongjiro would like to give Hong Zhen a face. After all, this is a strong man at the same level as himself, but looking at Chen Changqing who is not far away?
Inexplicably, my heart became a little more irritable, and my fierce eyes couldn't help but have a touch of killing intent:
"What if I don't give this face?!"

"No?"

Fan Mayongjiro's words froze old man Hong Zhen's smile.

Looking at the man in front of him, the old man's face couldn't help but gloomy:

"Are you sure you don't want to give me this face?"

Yujiro Fanma shook his arm.

In the fight with Chen Changqing before, it seemed that the injury was not serious, but some problems have already been revealed.

To be defeated by an opponent who is one level below his own, and the opponent constantly provokes his authority in the battle, this is unacceptable to Yujiro Fanma.

Of course, provocation is actually secondary.

What really annoyed him was Chen Changqing's rebellious spirit that broke all stereotypes!

Fanma Yujiro's heart is the ultimate power, like a moody tyrant.

Chen Changqing is the spirit of resistance that breaks everything, just like a man of insight before the dynasty is about to be overthrown.

For Yujiro Fanma, Chen Changqing is like a natural enemy.

The moment he appeared, it made him feel disgusted!
Although killing Chen Changqing now, there will be a feeling that he is not confident, but at this moment, for Chen Changqing who is in a coma, this Yujiro Fanma, who is known as the strongest creature on the ground, is really motivated to kill him!
However, at the next moment, he faced Yujiro Fanma who had already made a choice with his actions.

"boom!"

The old man Hong Zhen, whose face was as heavy as water, moved at this moment.

His movements are not fast, but they are magnificent and majestic!

With one foot on the ground, the bones of the whole body turned into a dragon shape, which is somewhat similar to Chen Changqing's previous peak dragon fist, but compared with the old man's dragon fist, Chen Changqing's so-called real dragon sweeping the world is just jumping in the pond The little loach.

The ground cracked, and in the howling wind, there was a faint cry of a dragon above the nine heavens.

In addition, the old man's punches carried a domineering arrogance.

As the saying goes: I am the king when I fight alone, and the combination of Yin and Yang is boundless! ! !
Hongquan looks at the situation and pays attention to winning people first.

Among the five-way Hong Fist, the Dragon Fist is the most powerful.

At this moment, following the old man's punches, a real red dragon formed around him.

The dragon dives into the abyss, and the scales fly.

Sweep across the wilderness, look down upon the wilderness!
With just one punch, the real dragon soaring into the air crushed the 20-meter-tall wild giant under him.

"Roar!"

With an angry roar, his muscles were twisted, his muscles bulged like boulders, and the veins on his arms were entangled like the roots of old trees. The wild giant, as huge as a hill, seemed to have endless power in his body.

"boom!"

The cold light was cold, and a red light flashed across, five claws and hooks, pressing straight on the strong chest of the wild giant.

Blood spurted out, and the giant roared with all his might under the severe pain.

However, at the next moment, as the old man Hong Zhen stepped forward, the fist that was one body behind was like a red golden dragon tail swinging, followed by a series of piercing sonic booms, from top to bottom, the swung arm was directly printed on Yujiro Fanma. chest.

"Boom!"

Invincible, Yujiro Fanma, who is known as the strongest neon, has a clear fist mark sunken in his strong chest.

"Bang!" There was a sound, mixed with a mouthful of blood mist.

Like a dunked basketball, Yujiro Fanma's body was punched five meters away. His entire body was sunken on the concrete floor, and the farthest crack even spread to 30 meters around.

With a desperate and desolate roar.

The barbaric giant like a hill dispersed, and the previous earth-shattering scene also disappeared, as if everything was an illusion.

And looking at Yujiro Fanma, who had an ugly face, struggled to get up from the gravel, and kept coughing up blood.

The old man tidied up his clothes, and he gave a cold look: "Damn it, it's a shame, isn't it? If a tiger doesn't show its power, it's hellokitty to act like an old man on a horse!"

"puff!"

With a violent cough, a dark red blood clot was coughed up. Yujiro Fanma wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were resentful: "Don't go too far, if I wasn't injured, I..."

"boom!"

With one foot on the ground, the crimson true dragon that had dispersed before rose up from the old man's body again.

The old man didn't say anything, his eyes showed a fierce look.

He glared fiercely at Yujiro Fanma, but at this moment his actions were more powerful than any words!
Yujiro Fanma felt extremely aggrieved.

In terms of strength, in fact, the two are about the same, just about the same.

But the problem is that Chen Changqing's last punch played a crucial role. This kind of firm belief that he vowed to break everything is something more precious and shining than diamonds.

It is no exaggeration to say that Chen Changqing's last punch completely reached the level of a master.

The most important thing is the spirit contained in this punch.

For a power-minded tyrant like Yujiro Fanma, it is like a poison that will kill you if you touch it.

If it wasn't for the injury before, with Fanma Yujiro's strength?
If you insist on fighting until the end, it is really not sure who will win.

But it is useless to say anything at this moment, there is no real fairness in this world.

If you lose, you lose, and Yujiro Fanma is not someone who can't afford to lose.

Knowing that there was no point in continuing to fight, he could only stare at Hong Zhen fiercely:

"When the injury recovers, I will go plant flowers and find you."

The old man frowned, then snorted coldly.

He glanced at Yujiro Fanma coldly, and said with aloofness and disdain in his tone: "Whatever you want, remember my name, Zhang Zhiwei from Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, if you don't come, you will be my grandson!"

Fists clenched, teeth clenched.

Yujiro Fanma, who had never been so slighted and insulted, shouted through gritted teeth:
"Today's shame will be paid back in the future!"

After saying this, he coughed violently.

Fan Mayongjiro took a deep look at Mr. Hong Zhen, and then left without looking back.

Longhushan, Tianshi Mansion——Zhang Zhiwei?

good very good!I, Yujiro Fanma, remember you!
As Yujiro Fanma left, old man Hong, who was still a grand master just now, couldn't help but pale a little bit, and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. The old man let out a long breath, looking extremely tired. looks like:

"It's so numb, young people nowadays don't talk about martial arts, this bastard's fist is really hard."

And turned to look behind.

Looking at Axue, who was clearly unconscious under the aftermath of the battle between the two sides, but was protecting her body tightly on Chen Changqing, the old man couldn't help showing an old-hearted smile on his face:

"Hey, there is love and righteousness, this little girl is really nice."

At the same time, Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi is thousands of miles away.

The old heavenly master sitting on the futon sneezed, and he looked up suspiciously.

Feeling something?
But it doesn't seem to be a very important thing,
After a while, the old celestial master bowed his head and meditated again.

(End of this chapter)