Zhenlongting

Chapter 98 Willing to Wash the Heavens with Demonic Blood
Zhang Chonghua must be furious, roaring like a wild lion.

Chop down with one palm, and the wrestler will open the mountain.

Not only was his palm swollen, but the veins and tendons of his blood were bulging, and his right arm was also swollen like a column. The rumbling wind broke Zhang Kun's clothes and shattered Zhang Kun's clothes.

As long as this palm hits the real point, the heel of the palm is like a seal, and it will definitely cut a big hole obliquely in Zhang Kun's chest and heart.

In fact, this is not an illusion.

Zhang Kun has already clearly sensed the suppression of the opponent's blood and mind.

A combination of rigidity and softness entwined around the palm, and with just a little induction, he understood that this move was actually unstoppable.

The opponent broke out first.

Zhang Chonghua's original strength level was around fifty, which was only a small amount higher than his own 46-point physique, which was nearly a thousand catties.When I use the two boxing techniques that break the limit perfectly, I can equalize or even suppress the opponent's strength.

As for the subtlety of the boxing technique and the subtlety of the boxing intention, Zhang Kun, who has also practiced both boxing techniques and has also practiced to a very high level, thinks that he is not weaker than the opponent.

The root of everything is actually Zhang Chonghua, who has only practiced one boxing technique, and the blessings he has received are not too much.

However, when Zhang Chonghua used the method of combining rigidity and softness to directly observe the transformation environment, coupled with the explosion of residual blood, he made a desperate move.

In a short period of time, his strength has truly reached the realm of a master...

This move is entangled with rigid and soft forces, and its power is greatly increased, making it difficult to prevent and dodge.

This is where he has the real confidence to directly invite the fight and personally avenge the murderer.

The last move of the Master's three cupped hands turned into a peaceful world... people around sighed, exclaimed, sad, or proud, and some even turned their heads and closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch it any longer.

Standing in the row closest to the ring, the two women had very strange expressions.

Li Xiaowan's eyes were still bright, her expression didn't change much, she looked slightly cold.If you pay close attention, you can find that her left hand, which is habitually holding a silver needle, is trembling slightly...

The silver needle fell silently and disappeared into the dust, never to be found again.

As for Wang Jingya, her brows were erect like knives, and her eyes were fierce.

She clenched her fists tightly, the muscles on her arms exploded, and her figure was like a female leopard ready to go...

He wished he could rush to the top of the ring and compete head-on with that hunchbacked lion.

Great Swordsman Wang Wu slowly squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.

There was a look of reluctance on his face.

It was in stark contrast to the happiness on the faces of the members of the club on the opposite side.

"Some people are proud, some are frustrated, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

Mr. Yuan Da stared blankly at the scene on the stage, and muttered to himself: "I told you to escape quickly, and I didn't listen to what I said."

He is not optimistic that Zhang Kun can survive in this situation.

It's enough to be proud of forcing the old lion to break out and use the strength of feeding.

what……

This is?

A sigh, still spinning in the throat.

Mr. Yuan Da widened his eyes.

There have been changes on the stage.

Zhang Chonghua's palm struck down, until the force of the strike was almost exhausted, but he still failed to accomplish anything.

Flatten the world with one palm.

The world is flat...

What if the enemy is underground?
At this time, Zhang Chonghua felt in a dilemma...

He found that with one palm to the head, the sense of distance that he would never have missed had suddenly appeared.

Even though the edge of the palm is only an inch away, the space seems to be stretched infinitely... Not only that, but his attack has become slow motion, while the opponent's motion has suddenly accelerated, and the time has become disordered in an instant.

Zhang Kun's body under the edge of the palm collapsed infinitely until it was close to the stone ground, as if turning into a thin piece of paper.

You can't lock your mind, and you can't cover your palms...

Hands are slippery, and the body twists and turns, like a strange python turning over.

At the same time, a clear voice sounded...

Like a knife screaming, like a dragon chant, Zhang Kun's internal bones collided, making strange noises.

The legs undulate and the spine swims like a dragon.

Together, the sleepy dragon ascends to heaven.

Zhang Kun's eyes were full of blood, he used his hands as knives, his arms as handles... he walked and dragged, and walked quickly on the ground.

All of a sudden, he got out from under Zhang Chonghua's palm, a gleam of cold light shone along the edge of the palm, piercing the air and making a popping sound.

hiss...

Everyone's eyes blinked, and they saw a figure as light as blue smoke, passing by the side of Zhang Chonghua, who was old in tricks.

There was a slight flash of blood.

……

Zhang Chonghua pressed his palm to the ground.

The stone was smashed into a deep hole by the heel of the palm.

The gravel collapsed and flew.

Shouting like an arrow...

His figure froze on the spot, with a smile and tears on his face, and the shock and fear remained in his eyes, which lasted for a long time.

On the left neck, there is a long knife mark, like a child's open mouth, which cannot be closed no matter what.

The blood gushed like a boiling spring, dripping down the ground.

"Good knife!"

Zhang Chonghua quacked in praise.

Zhang Kun stood with his back, slowly stood up straight, flicked his five fingers, and flicked away the blood beads along the palm, turned around and cupped his hands, and said coldly: "Accept."

On the level invisible to other people's naked eyes, I can clearly see that there are nine golden rays of light that submerge into the center of my eyebrows.

'It's not easy, I finally got together the Dragon Qi that has been upgraded to the stage of Transformation Realm and Essence Cleansing, and now there are 34 points.There are two more points, which are just used to deal with the crisis. '

Zhang Kun didn't feel lucky about the victory, nor was he too excited.

The challenge in front of me is just a small wave on the road of life.

It's a small pebble on the road ahead.

Whoever stands in front of him, just kick him away.

He also didn't think that Zhang Chonghua was a big villain... It's just that this person's reputation was too loud, one of the three leaders of the Guiyou Escort Bureau was a well-known senior expert.

His downfall is a witness to his own rise... Of course there will be feelings of admiration, envy, and admiration coming from all directions.

Not because of resentment.

……

boom……

Zhang Chonghua fell headlong into a pool of blood and never moved again.

"Master."

"Third Master!"

The audience was quiet for a while, and suddenly there was a shocking exclamation.

Several people screamed fiercely and rushed to the ring.

Obviously, the bodyguards of Huiyou Bodyguard Bureau couldn't believe the ending in front of them, and they didn't want to accept it...

Someone helped Zhang Chonghua's hunchbacked and burly body, with tears in his eyes.

Someone was holding a knife and gun, staring at the expressionless Zhang Kun on the stage, full of murderous intent.

"Give me peace."

Li Mingrun jumped onto the stage, looked at the dead body of his third junior brother with painful eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "The skills are not as good as others, and the members admit defeat... From now on, we will never ask about the killing of Wei Qingshan and Chen Fengming. The past grievances will be wiped out, let's go .”

After finishing speaking, he picked up Zhang Chonghua, took the bodyguard under the door, turned around and left with a huff.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at Zhang Kun, nor did he look at the bodyguards of the Yuanshun Escort Bureau. He was obviously extremely aggrieved and hurt.

He obviously wanted to stand up, but was slapped in the face.

He has no face, what more can he say.

I don't even want to see Yuanshun Escort, the victor's attitude.

……

"The sword is like a wandering dragon, it can divide life and death with one sword, it is both mad and fierce, it really deserves the name of mad sword."

Only then did Mr. Yuan Da sigh.

Go to the stage and look around.

"You don't need to announce it. Members Zhang Chonghua and Yuanshun Zhang Kun had a life-and-death fight. Yuanshun Zhang Kun was superior and won the championship. It is a pity that Zhang Chonghua and Master Zhang passed away. In view of this, if all comrades in the future have What kind of grievances and disputes, it's better not to put on a life-and-death fight. What's the matter, let's sit down and have a good talk, harmony makes money, harmony makes money."

Mr. Yuan Da said a few words, but he didn't seem to feel very interested, so he stepped off the stage and left in a hurry.

The crowd was reluctant to disperse for a long time, even if the members of the club and Yuanshun Escort were all gone, there were still many people talking about the dangerous but short battle before.

That wonderful perfect boxing technique, and the struggle between boxing intention and sword intention.

In the name of Zhang Kun, stepping on the camel lion Zhang Chonghua to a higher level.

From this day on, no one dares, and no one wants to treat him as a soft persimmon.

Perhaps the reward for the dark flower has not been withdrawn, but there are not many fools who are willing to take the initiative to seek his bad luck...

Everyone knows that if you go there, you will die.

……

"do you understand?"

Yang Wenzhong stood far away, shaking his head again and again.

He is regretting, regretting that the hero Zhang Chonghua, the camel lion, came to his twilight years, but he lost his life at the end of the day.

Back then, he traveled all over the world in a bloody storm. He didn't know how many traps and conspiracies he had surmounted, and how many gangsters he had killed...

old and old.

But because he underestimated a junior, he missed his own life.

"Master Uncle wants to tell me that you should never be arrogant, and you must always be cautious. No matter how weak the opponent looks, it is very likely to be a tiger pretending to be a pig."

Wang Zhiping scratched his head and laughed, "I won't be careless. As long as you dare to attack me, you will be the enemy in life. When a lion fights a rabbit, you should go all out. I already understood this truth when I was six years old."

"No, I'm not worried about your attitude towards the enemy...I mean, did you understand Zhang Kun's last knife?"

"Is that a sword technique? Why does it look like a palm technique to me?"

When Wang Zhiping heard this, he realized something was wrong.

"It's okay to say that it's the palm technique. Use the body as the knife and the palm as the knife. The human sword is one, and the sword will be blessed. You don't understand this realm now. You have to practice swordsmanship carefully, and you can't just know how to be savage. Deceitful..."

"So that's what I said. Looking at it from a distance, there is a very dangerous feeling. It turns out to be the sword intent. In other words, he has the fist intent and the sword intent. He can integrate Liuhe and Bagua into one. It is only natural to use the cultivation of dark strength as a force that combines strength and softness to reverse cutting."

"Yes, realm cultivation is very important, but cultivation is not everything...Practice is practice, and play is play. Just like Zhang Kun, let's not talk about his practice, just talk about this play, It can be said that among young people, at least in the capital, they can be called unparalleled."

Yang Wenzhong was born in a scholarly family, and he is good at self-cultivation, and his swordsmanship is extremely powerful.

Moreover, he has a restrained personality, and when he criticizes people in the world, he never speaks too much...

At this time, Zhang Kun was highly praised, saying that his boxing and sword skills were unparalleled, and it was an unprecedented first time.

"I know, I know, Uncle Master is saying that my style of play is still a little off, right? It doesn't matter, I'm still young, I can practice slowly, and one day I will reach perfection."

"Zhang Kun is younger than you."

Yang Wenzhong said lightly.

"Uh……"

Wang Zhiping was speechless, and raised his eyebrows: "Then no one can compare to Zhang Kun at this age? I don't think he has superpowers, he just trains a little faster."

"Yes, there is one, maybe more than one."

"Who?"

Wang Zhiping became interested, and he wasn't unconvinced, but he was just habitually arguing, and he still admired Zhang Kun in his heart.

Not only admire the other party's conduct, but also admire his martial arts.

Hearing at this time that there are still people comparable to Zhang Kun, who can defeat famous martial arts masters at such an age, and defeat enemies in adversity, he looks a little surprised.

One of these people is too much, but if there are a few more, that's fine.

"Sun Lutang..."

Yang Wenzhong's eyes were strange, and he struggled to utter three words: "The one who was still in his teens at the beginning had already reached the peak of dark energy, integrated the essence of the three martial arts, and challenged everywhere, making the famous master unable to lift his head."

"Tiger Head Shaobao, the best in the world?"

Wang Zhiping opened his mouth, unable to speak any more.

Well, this one is indeed useless.

Now he is in the prime of life, busy traveling all over the world, trying his best in the world, and he has the hope of becoming a god with martial arts.

A body of cultivation is already somewhat incomprehensible.

"Then...is there another person?"

"It's not easy to say about this person. I think the world has underestimated him. Although he only practiced in one family, he has practiced to the top. He has practiced from the outside to the inside, and he has practiced to the top. The name of the sharp gun should spread all over the world in the near future. "

"You mean, a master of eight poles, senior sharpshooter Li Xuwen? Don't say, this one is really similar to Zhang Kun. He tried the world with a gun and was ruthless. He was as strong when he was young?"

"Of course strong."

Yang Wenzhong glanced at his nephew and nephew angrily, and taught carefully: "If he is not strong, why are so many people killed under his big gun, why are he still alive? Although everyone said he couldn't do it, and said he was not good here. , it’s not right there. However, for more than ten years, how has anyone survived under his gun?”

This is the truth.

The murderous intent was so strong that no one dared to take revenge, so he could only endure it.

What's more, killing others can only ruin their reputation behind their backs, and they dare not confront them head-on.

Thinking about it this way, Li Xuwen is actually more dangerous than Sun Lutang.

Because, everyone knows that Sun Lutang is powerful and will not provoke him.

As for Li Xuwen, no one knew how powerful he was, and it was too late when he found out that he was not easy to get along with.

Those who smeared him were really deceitful when they thought about it.

Isn't this a reflection of Zhang Kun's current situation?

Let's smear it, you keep smearing it...

He won't regret it until he kills a blood flow into a river.

"My strength is far from enough. The heroes of the world are like stars. When will I be able to compete with those top experts?"

Wang Zhiping was secretly vigilant and felt a sense of crisis.

"Uncle, I have decided."

"what?"

"Tonight, I need to eat two more bowls of rice..."

"Go to hell."

Yang Wenzhong scolded with a smile, but ignored him.

In fact, don't worry about him.

There is nothing else to say about this nephew, but his appetite is definitely something that few people can match.

Now at the age of 19, he has surpassed the strength of a thousand catties. With eating and practicing every day, his strength is still increasing, and it seems to be endless.

Rice buckets also have the benefits of rice buckets.

'I'm really curious, when he reaches the peak of strength and achieves another breakthrough in cultivation, how strong will his strength be?As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten meetings... With this power alone, there will be a place for him in the world's martial arts world. '

……

The third floor of Taihe Building.

Some people rejoice, some people cry.

There were obviously more voices of howling and crying.

This is the person who bet, paying for his choice.

Most people chose the camel lion Zhang Chonghua who was more famous and stronger.Few people will bet on the young mad knife Zhang Kun... Although it is not possible for everyone to lose their fortunes, greed has always been the only way to lose money.

Andre swallowed the last piece of mutton head with some disgust, spit out a mouthful of bones, and stood up.

There was a little disappointment in his eyes, and he muttered.

"It's boring, it's so boring. Jumping around and dodging, these oriental monkeys don't look good at fighting, and they don't have the passion to punch to the flesh..."

Andre's figure is extremely tall, over two meters tall, and he can't do much while sitting. When he stood up at this moment, the muscles all over his body surged, and his tendons crawled on his body like earthworms, which was shocking.

The guy serving the soup hurried past, took a cold look, and saw a big mountain, copper-like muscle mass, and bursting veins and blood vessels.Shivering with fright, the soup pot in his hand spilled.

The soup splashed down and sprinkled on Andre's black shiny leather shoes, red and black, and a large piece of snow-white trousers was also stained.

Andre looked down and was furious.

"Are you blind?"

When the guy saw that he was in trouble, he was so frightened that he was stunned for a long time. He woke up after being scolded, and quickly lay down on the ground, kowtowing, "Mr. ..."

"Boom..."

The guy's face was full of tears and snot, and he was frightened and frightened. Before he could finish a sentence, his head exploded.

The stubble of blood and water spurted to the rear, several businessmen fell to the ground in panic, and there was a scream from upstairs.

Andre withdrew the right leg that kicked the clerk's head off, patted the stained trouser leg, and still cursed himself: "Insect-like things..."

He was still angry after cursing, and took a fierce look at Sifang, then picked up the iron pot that fell on the ground.He twisted his hands, kneaded them a few times, kneaded them into an iron ball, and threw them down before turning around and leaving.

"Master Andre, are you going back to the port?"

"What's the answer? Although there are some uncivilized monkeys here, everywhere is dirty and broken, but the women are still good. By the way, go ask Mrs. Ridge, when will I be able to send some of the sparring partners I prepared for me?" Come here? Also, the potion is almost used up, so hurry up."

The interpreter had a bitter expression on his face, and quietly wiped the sweat from his brow, thinking, your sparring partner is exhausted too quickly, and the priest probably won't agree.However, there is no shortage of potions, it is best to take more, so that the blood vessels explode.

This matter can only be thought about in my heart, and the interpreter responded a series of times.

Just ready to deal with it casually.

Andre suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at the towering stage, and said suddenly: "The yellow-skinned monkey looked very flexible earlier, it should be more durable, maybe it can take two more punches from me..." Didn’t the priest cooperate with Qingguo? Let him coordinate and let’s do it.”

"This……"

The interpreter was immediately dumbfounded, and silently mourned for a few seconds for the young man who had previously competed in the ring.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Andre, the villain will definitely handle this matter well."

After all, he was reluctant to part with the well-paid job.

There are too many people in Qingguo, so it's not a big deal if some of them die, it's serious to serve the benefactor well.

……

... There was a deathly silence in Taihe Restaurant, and it took a long time before anyone spoke.

"This guy is really outrageous. He actually offended Mr. Foreigner. I say he deserves to die."

"Yes, yes, the old man was so scared that he almost fell ill. Hurry up and report to the police. Someone has been killed here. Can't we leave it alone?" someone said beside him.

"Who dares to take care of Mr. Yang's affairs? Consider yourself unlucky... It's too late for the patrol camp to hide and go."

There was a lot of condemnation in the restaurant, and the shopkeeper was also full of anger, yelling repeatedly, asking people to drag the guy out, dig a hole and bury him, so as not to affect the appetite of the gentlemen.

(End of this chapter)