Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 895 Winning the king and defeating the bandit!

True Qi is like ripples on the surface of a lake, spreading to the surroundings.

Zhang Fan and Gu Weiwu each took two steps back, stabilized their figures, and looked at each other solemnly.

"Roar!"

Gu Weiwu, who was extremely angry, roared like a tiger, and when he shot, his fists and feet opened and closed, and it was really like a tiger descending the mountain, attacking Zhang Fan.

"Try the moves I created myself, Dragon and Tiger Kungfu!"

After the voice fell, Gu Weiwu had already increased to the extreme speed. At this moment, there was an afterimage, which was difficult to capture.

"Baji: Iron Mountain!"

In the face of Gu Weiwu's fierce offensive, Zhang Fan did not retreat an inch, and the true energy in his dantian poured into his shoulders continuously. An iron mountain leaned on him like an unstoppable mountain, which not only resisted Gu Weiwu's attack, but also borrowed With all his strength, he sent Gu Weiwu flying two or three meters away.

Followed by.

While Gu Weiwu was still in the air, Zhang Fan stepped forward and punched out.

"Baji: Cannon Fist!"

Gu Weiwu, who had no time to get out of the way, forcibly endured Zhang Fan's two punches, and his whole body flew upside down for several meters like a cannonball, smashing three or four wooden chairs in the main hall in succession.

When Gu Weiwu fell to the ground in embarrassment, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

He stared at Zhang Fan in disbelief, his originally ferocious and angry eyes finally had a trace of fear at this moment.

Even if he took the Holy Spirit Pill, he was still no match for Zhang Fan, and he couldn't even survive a few short rounds.

"Cough cough...Bah!"

Gu Weiwu stood up, spat out the blood in his mouth, and snorted: "I thought it was so powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. If you are capable, you will kill me today."

Facing the provocation, Zhang Fan just smiled indifferently.

"Of course I'm not that good, but compared to your so-called cat's claw skill, it's still quite a lot."

"Then let you try my Gu family's unique skills."

Even though he was seriously injured, Gu Weiwu still had no intention of stopping.

He is very clear that once he admits defeat, what awaits him will not be death, but it must be suffering more terrible than death.

"bring it on!"

Zhang Fan nodded indifferently with his hands behind his back.

Although Gu Weiwu was ruthless, Zhang Fan would still give him the most basic dignity as a warrior.

There was a smug sneer at the corner of Gu Weiwu's mouth, he stepped on the ground, and rushed towards Zhang Fan with a fist that was as big as a sandbag in the blink of an eye.

In the next second, it will land on Zhang Fan's chest.

A single hit would be enough to cause Zhang Fan to suffer severe injuries.

But soon the sneer on Gu Weiwu's face froze, because Zhang Fan didn't hide or dodge, and seemed to be ready to take the punch hard.

Seeing this, Gu Weiwu still had no choice but to quickly change his moves, his body was like a loach, he quickly walked behind Zhang Fan, and slapped out his palm with condensed true energy.

"it is as expected."

Zhang Fan hummed softly in his heart, and said, "Baji: Bengquan."

"What, you... how do you know my moves?"

Gu Weiwu, who was already injured, how could he fight against the collision of fists and palms?Hitting it away with great force, Gu Weiwu stepped back a few steps.

"Back then, Uncle Chen used the unique skills of the Gu family, so from the moment you made a move, I was already on guard against you."

Zhang Fan didn't hide anything, and replied with a light smile.

"hateful!"

Gu Weiwu's eyes fell on Uncle Chen in the inner courtyard. He didn't expect that Zhang Fan already knew something about the Gu family's secret knowledge.

How is this still playing?
"Come again!"

Gu Weiwu forced a breath, and attacked Zhang Fan more and more courageously.

His moves were out of order. With the help of Holy Spirit Pill, he punched one after another without any fancy means, and crazily blasted at Zhang Fan.

now.

On the high wall outside the inner courtyard, a white-haired old man stood on top of the wall with his hands behind his back, watching the fight in the main hall calmly.

After a long time, he shook his head and sighed, and said to himself: "It's a pity, after all, the success fell short. I wasted one Holy Spirit Pill, but saved three Blood Spirit Pills for me."

After the words fell, the white-haired old man turned around and disappeared on the wall.

In the main hall, Zhang Fan received all Gu Weiwu's attacks one by one. At the same time, when the opponent's punch missed, he grabbed Gu Weiwu's fist and hit him with another punch.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking immediately resounded.

Zhang Fan took advantage of the situation to withdraw, took a few steps back, stood aside, looked at Gu Weiwu, and said, "It's time for the pill you took, and the backlash of the medicine is enough to make your life worse than death, let alone Said that you have broken an arm, do you want to continue?"

His purpose was to keep Gu Weiwu and let him accept his own punishment.

Now that the goal has been achieved, the rest should be handled by Gu Weixiong and the others.

"Ah! I'm not reconciled..."

Gu Weiwu yelled at the top of his lungs, lying limp on the ground, his face no longer had the ferocity and anger it had before.

King and loser.

He knew that he was doomed, no matter whether it was the position of the head of the Gu family or the position of the president of the Gu family group, he would be out of luck. What was waiting for him was endless suffering until the end of this life.

Zhang Fan ignored Gu Weiwu's wailing, but walked out of the main hall, looked at Gu Weixiong and his party, and said, "Uncle, let you handle the next thing."

"Thank you, Xiaofan."

Gu Weixiong glanced at Zhang Fan gratefully, nodded slightly, returned to the main hall, looked at Gu Weiwu who was lying on the ground like a dead dog with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Second brother, why... why bother? If you want the position of Patriarch of the Gu family, I can give it to you. There is no need for brothers to kill each other."

Gu Weixiong sat in the first seat and shook his head, feeling worthless and sorry for Gu Weiwu.

"Hehe, winners and losers, losers are losers, brother, you don't have to say these words to pity me."

"I just hate Cheng Yaojin, otherwise, you will surely die. Now, how to deal with it is up to Brother!"

Gu Weiwu was lying on the ground with a bleak smile, and he didn't even look at Gu Weixiong.

"Don't worry, if Xiaofan doesn't kill you, I won't kill you."

"The position of the president of the Gu family group, if you want to sit, you can continue to sit. If you don't want to, you can practice with the guest ministers of the Gu family and study martial arts. In short, whether you want to stay or go, I will not interfere with what you want to do."

Gu Weixiong got up slowly, not only didn't say any bad words to the defeated Gu Weiwu, he didn't even mention the fact that the other party wanted to kill him, he just gave a few words of advice, and walked out of the main hall.

At this moment, Gu Weiwu's eyes became incomparably hollow.

(End of this chapter)