Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 92
After Fan Zhuoyuan walked a few steps, the crowd in front of him took a few steps back because of their aura. Then they realized something was wrong, looked at each other, and quickly straightened their weapons to face Fan Zhuoyuan.

Fan Zhuo looked down from afar at these low-level people in front of him. He kept walking, exuding a strong killing intent, and walked forward with bloody aura, directly hitting the swords of several people in front of him.

In the face of several people, they instinctively hold their weapons tightly and push forward, but usually they can easily pierce through the opponent's weapons, but now they seemed to be pushing against a wall, and these people were actually pushed back by Fan Zhuoyuan's body.

They were shocked, and when they couldn't stop their steps, they immediately drew back their sharp blades, ready to strike back again.

Fan Zhuoyuan smiled, and stepped forward quickly, leaving the opponent no room to swing his weapon, and his body as strong as iron bumped straight into it.

These people screamed and flew out in unison, the impact made them more imposing, and the people behind couldn't help but disperse to both sides, and they actually made way for Fan Zhuoyuan like cutting through the waves.

There were also people who wanted to attack from behind, but ended up slashing Fan Zhuoyuan's back. Not only was it difficult to see through his body, but Fan Zhuoyuan pinched his head and face with one palm, held it high in the air, and crushed his head in front of everyone. The captor has no ability to resist.

These methods are cruel and cruel, and no one in the Jianghu who sees their own selfishness dares to step forward to stop them.

Master Puru of Shaolin and Master Qi of the Beggar Clan are the two most famous and martial arts of all the factions present. They couldn't help but look at each other, and their eyes were full of shock at the same time.

With the strength of one person, Fan Zhuoyuan directly overwhelmed hundreds of people. If this goes on, wouldn't the heroes of the martial arts world be underestimated?
Seeing Fan Zhuoyuan heading towards the Dragon Saber, Pu Ru immediately stood up and stood in front of the Dragon Saber.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is too hostile, and he often takes people's lives. This temple has always been good at dissolving the hostility with Buddhism. In order to prevent the benefactor from continuing to create a lot of killing karma, please go to Shaolin with the old monk. Practicing before the Buddha, there must be It is beneficial to the benefactor, and also beneficial to the common people.”

Fan Zhuoyuan had already peeked clearly at everything that happened in the village before, and now he saw the weak and helpless Zhang Xiaoxiao kneeling beside the dragon-slaying knife, and then turned his eyes to Master Puru.

"How many years has the old monk practiced before the Buddha?"

"I grew up in Shaolin Temple since I was a child. Since I can remember, before sweeping the Buddhist hall, I have sincerely worshiped the Buddha. It has been more than sixty years."

Fan Zhuoyuan sarcastically said, "A man who has worshiped Buddha for more than [-] years, is this how he tortured an innocent girl?"

Pu Ru's expression changed, but he couldn't answer.

The head of the Beggar Clan, Qi, scolded: "This is a demon girl, how can she be called innocent!"

Fan Zhuoyuan disdainfully said: "Even if you are a member of the Devil's Cult, you have your own court rules for trial, so you can set up a torture hall privately? What's more, you are only trying to force the secret of the Dragon Slaying Saber out of its mouth for your own self-interest.

But you have no evidence to prove whether she knew the secret of the knife, so you lynched her arbitrarily, and let Fan, a general of the North Korean army, see what a hero in the world did! "

This sentence made Gang Leader Qi speechless.

Lu Xiaqian sneered and said, "I never imagined that General Fan would have such a sharp tongue, but this is Jianghu, not court! Jianghu has its own set of rules for doing things in Jianghu, and the evil will not prevail, that is the rules of the Jianghu!
Since General Fan dared to come here alone today, he must be ready to die in the line of duty. Although my family in Lujiazhuang has a great fortune, I don't care about dragging you, a traitor, into the underworld! "

He spoke in an extremely upright manner, as if the person in front of him was an unforgivable and extremely evil person, which also attracted applause from all the heroes.

The leader of the Kongtong faction, Taoist Priest Baimei, saw the momentum rising, and immediately joined the crowd and said: "What is there to say to this tartar's lackey, he is just like this little demon girl, he deserves to die!

I heard that this dog official practiced Wushuang, let's see if he can catch my Kongtong School's Seven Injuries Fist! "

As he spoke, his fists gathered momentum, and he struck suddenly!
At this time, Fan Zhuoyuan knew that the battle was about to start, he had already put on the pair of fine steel knuckles, and saw Bai Meidao grow a fist, the fist was extremely fierce and violent, containing the power to destroy metal and stone, obviously his internal strength was already quite ready.

Fan Zhuoyuan did not dodge or dodge, sneaking into the Dragon Subduing God's palm to carry something, the muscles of his arms gathered in his sleeves swelled red, he raised his hand and received the Seven Injury punch hard.

The fists of both sides fought recklessly, and all the strength of the white-browed Taoist's punches in the air were wiped out by Fan Zhuoyuan's jab, and then he slid forward and punched head-on!

Before the punch came, the negative pressure from the punch had already made the white-browed Taoist man dance wildly, making it difficult to open his eyes. The other people even retreated subconsciously due to the pain in their cheeks from the wind blown by the negative pressure.

The white-browed Taoist locked on the front of his fist, did not dare to retreat, shouted loudly, all the strength accumulated in his internal organs gathered on his right fist, and came to face Fan Zhuoyuan's heavy punch!

The two fists collided head-on, and Fan Zhuoyuan, who was wearing knuckles, released all his strength without any scruples, like a mountain torrent erupting, the violent and brittle outer strength savagely tore through the fierce inner strength of Qishangquan!

The moment the knuckles touched the white-browed Taoist's fist, his phalanges were completely cracked, broken, and shattered!
Immediately afterwards, the strength surged up, causing one arm to be broken into several pieces in an instant, the bone stubble pierced the skin, and blood flowed profusely.

The white-browed Taoist howled in horror, he fell back and was caught by Master Puru of Shaolin.

A group of disciples of the Kongtong faction rushed forward and put on a posture to prevent Fan Zhuoyuan from moving forward.

But the rest of the martial arts practitioners present all changed their expressions. The Kongtong faction can be regarded as a hero who has gradually become famous in the martial arts in recent years. The Taoist Baimei's Seven Injury Fist has also won the praise of He Zudao, the head of the Kunlun faction.

He has a violent temper and often conflicts with others. Under the Seven Injuries Fist, only others suffer. He has a great reputation in the world. He never expected that he would suffer such a crushing defeat with just one move today. .

I'm afraid Taoist Baimei won't even think about using his right fist in the future.

Fan Zhuo looked contemptuously and said: "Seven wounds in one practice, all seven wounds, loss of origin, and delusional attempt to fight me?"

The white-browed Taoist endured the severe pain, covered in cold sweat, looked at the dining table in horror, pointed at him and said, "You, why do you know the general outline of the Qishangquan of our school?"

Fan Zhuoyuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to walk towards the dragon sword. The martial arts heroes surrounded by him looked at me and you, but they were frightened by its power, and no one dared to stand out.

At this moment, Lu Xiaqian came to the Dragon Slaying Saber, and said loudly: "What kind of morals do you have to talk about with traitors and traitors? The big guys stand shoulder to shoulder! There are so many people, so why are you afraid of him alone!"

As soon as Lu Xiaqian stopped drinking, several people who obeyed the orders in Lu's village immediately attacked him.

Fan Zhuoyuan also knew that a fierce fight would follow. He came here today with a strong desire to fight, but now he is even more excited.

Hearing the sound of weapons breaking through the air, he quickly turned around and swung his legs away, penetrating the ends of his hamstrings and reaching his toes!

The huge inertia caused the hamstrings and leg joints to suddenly elongate, three inches longer for no reason, but the distance of three inches was just longer than the sharp swords in the hands of the three people behind, and before the opponent's weapon and body, he hit the head first!
The soles inlaid with fine iron had extraordinary lethality. Even if Fan Zhuoyuan only used [-]% of his strength, he still kicked the three of them in a somersault on the spot. Bleeding from their mouths and noses, they fell to the ground and died on the spot after struggling for a while.

　Today is just these three chapters. There are a lot of things to do when moving in the past few days. For the time being, three shifts will be started every day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)