Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 304
Wang Gang was shocked. He clutched his dislocated wrist and gritted his teeth hard, enduring the severe pain to put it back in place.

Fan Zhuoyuan snorted, this person's will is much stronger than imagined.

Still dissatisfied, Wang Gang took two steps back, opened the distance slightly, and then kicked Fan Zhuoyuan's abdomen suddenly. He thought that the abdomen of the human body is the softest, so even if the kick does not hurt the opponent this time, it will certainly not hurt himself.

However, Fan Zhuoyuan's horizontal training kung fu has already refined the muscles, bones and skin membranes into a state of transformation. Once the muscles are tightened, the whole body is as hard as iron.

This kick hit, because the force was stronger and the counter-shock force was stronger, Wang Gang screamed again, his entire ankle was broken, he couldn't even stand firmly, fell to the ground, and looked at Fan Zhuoyuan like a monster .

"Extreme training?! What level have you practiced?!"

This move caused even more commotion, and the chief escort Wang Biao finally realized that something was wrong, and he brought his disciples over.

Seeing the scene in the field, he was secretly angry, and his face also pulled down.

He was born with a long face and raised eyebrows, the outer corners of his eyes were pulled down, and he had three white eyes, with extremely thick bags under his eyes. As long as he didn't smile, he would make people feel very serious.

But this time, the donkey's face pulled away, and those around who noticed his expression subconsciously quieted down, and even the apprentice beside him didn't dare to breathe a little.

Wang Biao waved his hand and asked someone to carry his brother down.

His brother Wang just saw this brother, no matter how painful his legs and feet were, he didn't dare to groan at this moment, he endured the severe pain and cooperated.

"Hmph, who is your Excellency who has the guts to come to my Liangjiang Escort to make trouble?"

The tone was not heavy, but it made the surrounding air pressure drop by a third. Even Dong Lun and the other three felt the tremendous pressure, and their bodies were sweating profusely.

Just by standing there, the aura exuded by this person was already more than ten times stronger than that of the gangster Wen Xiangjiao Qin Huishou. No wonder he was a hero in the Jianghuai area that made the entire green forest look pale.

Perhaps only Fan Zhuoyuan was unaffected in the audience, he calmly repeated what he said just now.

"The new leader of the Maitreya Sect is short of money and wants to save the believers, so he came to the noble bodyguard bureau to borrow 5 taels of silver. The chief bodyguard Wang can't be so stingy."

Like Wang Gang, Wang Biao almost thought that he had heard it wrong, and the surrounding guests and everyone in the bodyguard also reacted in the same way, staring blankly and astonishedly at the same time.

Everyone knows that although Wang Biao comes from a decent family, he has always been ruthless, and he will never show mercy to those who provoke him, especially because his kung fu is extremely powerful. Too much.

How dare this person come to him to borrow money?It's better to borrow a birthday from Lord Yan.

Not to mention that even the main altar of the Maitreya Sect is in jeopardy now, even if it once occupied the two Huaihe Rivers, and its power went straight from the north to the south of the Yangtze River, Wang Biao would never compromise!
Wang Biao sneered, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed as if he had heard some big joke.

"Your Excellency, you really have the guts to hit Qiufeng on the head of my Liangjiang Escort."

Fan Zhuoyuan smiled indifferently, and continued: "Except for the 5 taels of silver, in the future, the Gui Escort will have to pay [-]% of the profit to our sect for all revenues."

Everyone was in an uproar, and it was unbelievable for everyone to borrow money with a blank tooth. This time, they dared to ask the Liangjiang Escort to hand over [-]% of the profits in public. Did they really treat Wang Biao and others as dead people?
Wang Biao's personal disciple couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up and said, "Master! Please teach this disciple a good lesson for such ignorant people!"

Wang Biao nodded, "The Maitreya Sect, which is only in decline, is not worthy of Wang's action."

Fan Zhuoyuan turned his head away, and said to Dong Lun and the others: "Which one of you is going to dismiss?"

The three of them hesitated a little. They were shocked by Wang Biao's aura, so they didn't have much confidence for a while.

In the end, only Dong Lun gritted his teeth and stood up, "This subordinate is willing to fight!"

Fan Zhuoyuan nodded, "Don't kill anyone, hit with the scabbard."

"Yes!"

Dong Lun took off the saber together with its sheath, but Wang Biao's personal disciple was furious, thinking that he had suffered a great insult, and brandished a long saber to kill him.

This person used the Shaolin Bodhi Saber Technique, which was originally a self-defense sword technique using the Wufeng Jiedao. He often attacked the opponent's armed hand, with the purpose of making the opponent lose his aggressiveness.

However, under Wang Biao's transformation, it became a deadly knife technique, which was murderous when used.

Dong Lun's momentum was suppressed at the beginning, he only tried his best to block, his left and right were clumsy, and he was very embarrassed.

But Fan Zhuoyuan said behind him: "Ten forms of bloody battle, put them to death and live later. If you don't understand this, you will die here today."

For Dong Lun, Fan Zhuoyuan was determined to train him seriously, so even if he knew that the opponent was injured and the opponent he was facing was strong, he still had to fight with all his strength.

Half of a martial artist's martial arts is practiced, and the other half is obtained by struggling on the edge of life and death.

Without these honings, Dawei is just a second-rate master. To become a top master with his own martial arts true meaning, he must realize the essence of his own martial arts at the edge of life and death.

And this persecution is to make Dong Lun familiar with the feeling of struggling on the edge of life and death as soon as possible.

Hearing Fan Zhuoyuan's words, Dong Lun gritted his teeth slightly, narrowly dodging the oblique knife from his opponent, but twisted due to the dodging action, the wound on his body burst open, and blood soaked through his clothes.

Seeing this, Wang Biao, who was on the sidelines, was a little surprised. He already knew that the opponent his apprentice was facing was really injured.

Wang Biao, who has always advocated fair confrontation with the enemy, subconsciously wants his disciples to keep their strength and not to kill.

But seeing Fan Zhuoyuan's sneer, his heart sank a little, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

His disciple noticed that Dong Lun's movements were deformed due to the rupture of the wound, and he took off the head again.

Dong Lun leaned back on an iron bridge, flashed a little slower, a knife mark was drawn on his forehead, the breath of death passed close to him, his muscles tensed, and he entered a state of rapid heartbeat and excitement.

This state is actually the crazy secretion of adrenaline, which made him forget the pain, and there was only almost crazy fighting and struggling.

However, he was crazy but calm, staring at the opponent's sword without blinking, twisting his body to the maximum to avoid the vital point.

Zhang Qi and Tang Ao were terrified to see that they had to hit the critical point several times.

The pain and the breath of death continued to stimulate Dong Lun's nerves. He had already figured out the trajectory of his moves from the opponent's saber gestures, and suddenly found that the opponent's moves were repeated again, and he couldn't help but flashed a ruthless air in his heart.

The long knife with sheath that has been used to block, at this moment, slashed out with a backhand, which is the most powerful and destructive of the ten bloody battles!
A knife cut the opponent's long knife from the side, with the weight of the sheathed long knife, easily split the opponent's knife, and then quickly slashed, slashing at the opponent's head, it was actually going to burst the human skull with one blow!
Wang Biao's personal disciple opened his eyes and watched the sword approaching in despair, and closed his eyes in horror to die.

At this time, a figure rushed towards him, and the sheathed long knife in Dong Lun's hand was instantly split in half!
If it's just the blade being broken in two, it's actually not that difficult, what's difficult is that he even broke the sheath in two, which requires both strength and speed.

(End of this chapter)