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"who are you?"

"He's Luo Qinglei's lackey again?" Wang Chen frowned slightly as he looked at the handsome young man in a blue brocade robe in front of him.

In the other party's words just now, Luo Qinglei was mentioned, and he made it clear that he was invited by Luo Qinglei to follow him. [

"Hmph! Luo Qinglei really doesn't even want the face of the disciples in the inner court. In the academy, he is restricted by the rules and cannot take action against me, so he sent people to track me down. He wants to kill me in the wilderness! Looking at the two young men, one tall and one short, walking out from the other side, Wang Chen snorted coldly.

At this moment, the three of them appeared to encircle Wang Chen, unable to leave.

"Wang Chen, I think your cultivation base is not weak, but you actually said such ridiculous words?"

"In this world, the weak prey on the strong, and the strong are respected. If one's own strength is not enough, of course one cannot control one's own destiny. This is the eternal truth between heaven and earth." Zhao Haifeng looked at the young man in a white shirt in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help Slightly skimming, revealing a disdainful smile.

"There is one thing that I am quite puzzled about. Senior Brother Luo once said that you were hunted down by four Law Enforcing Hall disciples. Now that you appear here, they naturally failed."

"I heard that these four people disappeared. Could it be that you did it?" Looking at Wang Chen, Zhao Haifeng asked with interest.

Originally, he accepted Luo Qinglei's request, firstly to get the five hundred essence pills and a book of high-level martial arts skills, secondly because he was a little curious about Wang Chen's cultivation, and wanted to see this Luo Qinglei What kind of person is the disciple of the outer court who wants to deal with it wholeheartedly.

Now, since Zhao Haifeng saw Wang Chen himself, he naturally wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the four Law Enforcement Hall disciples.

"In this world, the weak are indeed preyed upon by the strong. They want to kill me, and it is natural for them to be killed by me." Wang Chen looked at Zhao Haifeng lightly with his eyes like a deep pool of years without any waves.

Hearing this, Zhao Haifeng's face was as expected, and he didn't show the slightest surprise.This is indeed consistent with his earlier guess in his heart.Similarly, this also explained why Luo Qinglei wanted to get rid of Wang Chen so much.

How old is Wang Chen now?

Only 15 years old.

At the age of 15, he had reached the sixth level of samurai, and under the pursuit of one warrior at the seventh level and three warriors at the sixth level, he killed four of them and escaped.

Such a record is indeed too terrifying.

Zhao Haifeng thought to himself, if he were Luo Qinglei, he would definitely strangle Wang Chen desperately, so as not to bring him great trouble in the future.

"Okay, Wang Chen, I already know about this matter, so you can die."

"Remember, my name is Zhao Haifeng, and I am the third master among the disciples of Qinghong Academy, the outer courtyard. If you can die in my hands, you can also rest in peace." Looking at Wang Chen, Zhao Haifeng's eyes suddenly blurred. With an icy luster, a strong murderous intent gushes out.

boom!

The next moment, his whole body was tense, his blood was bubbling as he walked, his strength burst forth, his feet stepped on the ground, and a pit was blasted out. The whole person appeared in front of Wang Chen in an instant like an arrow flying from the string. [

"Aoki Silk Hands!"

With a low shout, the muscles on Zhao Haifeng's arms were knotted, and the blue veins were protruding. The huge strength was concentrated, and a blurred shadow appeared in the palm of his hand, and he grabbed Wang Chen's head.

Aoki silk-wrapping hands, this is a high-level martial art of the yellow rank, and it is also Zhao Haifeng's unique skill for which he is famous in the Senluo Outer Academy.

This martial art is of wood attribute.

Once entangled by it, it is like being bound by vines and cannot be loosened. Moreover, the strength condensed in the body by practicing this martial art is like a poison, extremely corrosive and contagious.The stronger the cultivation base, the stronger this characteristic. If one breaks through to the realm of a martial artist, this kind of energy will become a kind of poisonous internal energy when it is condensed and turned into a dark energy in the warrior's body.

Used against the enemy, to the detriment.

Zhao Haifeng practiced the green wood silk-wrapping hand day and night, and his own cultivation was at the peak of the seventh level of a warrior, and now he suddenly displayed it, with astonishing power.

Whoohoo!

His palm danced and disillusioned, and he directly squeezed and tilted the air, making a violent whistling sound.In the air, there was a faint white mist condensed, and the strength was concentrated on his fingers, and even when he moved, he even tore the air, making a chi chi crackling sound.

The black hair on Wang Chen's forehead was suddenly blown up by the strong wind, revealing a pair of jet-black eyes.

To Zhao Haifeng's surprise, there was no panic in Wang Chen's eyes, it was peaceful, just like Bo Gujing.

"Hmph! I'm afraid I was scared stupid. This Wang Chen, it seems that I think highly of him, but that's all!" There was a flash of disdain in his eyes, and Zhao Haifeng secretly said in his heart. At the same time, he exploded again. With force, the palm of his hand suddenly grabbed Wang Chen's head.

Zhao Haifeng is the peak of the seventh level of warriors.

The strength has reached 790 and nine catties, and now using Huang Pin's high-level martial arts Qingmu silk wrapping hand, the strength is concentrated, definitely exceeding eight hundred catties.With such terrifying force, Wang Chen's head will definitely be blown into pieces with a single palm strike, there is no reason why he can't be spared.

"Brave Elephant Condensation Fist!"

"The elephant leans down! The elephant crashes!"

Facing Zhao Haifeng's green wood wrapped silk hand that broke through the air, Wang Chen did not panic at all, and responded calmly, his eyes brightened. The next moment, he suddenly smashed the wild elephant's Ningli Fist, and instantly used two unique moves.

As soon as the elephant came out, the strength of Wang Chen's whole body was instantly condensed and integrated.

The spiritual strength of the whole person gathered, reflecting a kind of immovable and tyrannical aura, and his body sank slightly, as if he had turned into a huge elephant.

Immediately, Wang Chen's spine was undulating like a dragon, his muscles tensed, and his strength was transmitted layer by layer. He swung his right fist suddenly, and the elephant crashed and exploded. The fist pierced the air and made a whistling sound.

Bang bang bang!

Wang Chen swung his right fist continuously, and hit three "Brutal Elephant Clashes" in an instant. They collided wildly with Zhao Haifeng's Aoki silk-wrapped hand shadow that enveloped the sky and covered the sky, making a dull sound.Fists and palms clashed, a strong wind spread out, and the air violently turbulent. [

Zhao Haifeng and Wang Chen retreated separately.

Zhao Haifeng withdrew three steps and stood still, while Wang Chen retreated several feet away, his complexion turned slightly pale, and then he stood still.

"Take care, this Zhao Haifeng, I'm afraid his cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh level of a warrior. Just now, the green wood silk wrapping hand, the strength contained in it is more than [-] catties..." Both eyes were fixed on Zhao Haifeng to prevent him from attacking suddenly. , Wang Chen secretly said in his heart.

"What?! Brother Zhao was repelled?"

"How is this possible, this son of Wang Chen is only at the sixth level of a warrior, how could he be the opponent of Senior Brother Zhao?!"

The two young men standing on both sides behind Wang Chen had their eyes widened, their mouths wide open in astonishment, and their faces were full of disbelief.

On the other side of Wang Chen, Zhao Haifeng also showed shock in his eyes: "How is it possible? This Wang Chen, who caught me with a green wood silk wrapping hand, didn't die instantly? He even fought against me and forced me to retreat Three steps?" Zhao Haifeng couldn't believe this in his heart.

Who is he?

Senluo Outer Court, the third-ranked expert, has reached the peak of the seventh level of warriors. Among the same ranks, there is no rival.But now, not only did he not succeed in personally bombarding and killing a warrior of the sixth level, he was even forced back by the opponent's counterattack, which was very embarrassing.

"This Wang Chen is very unusual! The boxing technique he uses is nothing more than Huang Pin's mid-level Wild Elephant Condensation Fist. Even if he destroys a killer move, the strength that can be increased should be limited."

"But when he fought me just now, the strength contained in one punch was actually close to 650 catties?! Doesn't this mean that his physical strength is definitely more than [-] catties, and he has stepped on the sixth level of a warrior?" Late stage?" Thinking of this, Zhao Haifeng was even more surprised, and the murderous intent in Wang Chen's eyes became more intense.

after all

He accepted Luo Qinglei's request, and he came to kill Wang Chen, and the enmity between life and death had already been forged.According to Wang Chen's talent that he has observed so far, if he is allowed to escape, he may be the one who will die in the future.

"Wang Chen, I admit that I have underestimated you a little. You have such profound attainments in Huangpin's mid-level Man Xiang Ningli Fist, and you can explode such power."

"However, no matter how high the realm of boxing is, if one's own strength is not up to the standard, it is not the right way after all. You... are not my opponent!"

"Suffer to death!"

Looking at Wang Chen indifferently, Zhao Haifeng said lightly, and immediately gave a cold drink, the whole person violently rose again, several vertical leaps, and appeared in front of Wang Chen in an instant, his palm turned into a phantom, and suddenly suppressed towards Wang Chen.

At this moment, Zhao Haifeng exerted all his strength.

He wrapped the green wood around his hand, and moved it to the limit that he could reach. When the palm was dancing, the air was moved, and a strong suction force was produced, which firmly enveloped Wang Chen, making his figure tremble slightly. lag.

"Want to kill me? Let's see if you have the ability!"

"The new boxing style is just for you to try!"

"Python elephant strangled!"

Seeing Zhao Haifeng rushing towards him from the sky, Wang Chen's face was indifferent, his eyes were like deep pools, without any waves, and immediately he shouted loudly and punched out loudly.

At this moment, Wang Chen's whole body was tense.

Under the skin, there are vaguely large blue and black tendons emerging, and the blood in the body is gurgling, and the whole body is full of energy, and the powerful force is continuously transmitted to the fist through the arm.

laugh!

In the air, there was a faint sound of cracking silk.

Around Wang Chen's fist, there was a slight air current fluctuating, and the air was a little distorted.

Hiss!

Ang Ang!

In mid-air, Zhao Haifeng vaguely heard the sound of pythons neighing and cows whistling in the air.

Swish swish!

Wang Chen's figure is agile, like a phantom, moving quickly around Zhao Haifeng.

For a moment, Zhao Haifeng couldn't lock Wang Chen's position, and the green wood wrapped his silk hand, lost the target, and the strength in the palm began to dissipate.

"How is it possible?! Is this a move of Manxiang Ningli Fist? No, no! There is absolutely no such move in Manxiang Ningli Fist."

"This fist style is far more powerful than Manxiang Ningli Fist, and it has entered the category of Huang Pin's high-level martial arts!" Zhao Haifeng stared wide-eyed, stunned, unable to understand why Wang Chen could make such a powerful killing move.

However, he didn't have to understand.

At the moment when Zhao Haifeng was shocked and distracted, Wang Chen, who was running around him, instantly seized this fleeting opportunity.In his physical body, with the help of the strength accumulated by running...

Instantly condensed, burst out suddenly, and appeared behind Zhao Haifeng in an instant.

boom!

Wang Chen's fist blasted out, violently and violently, it tore the air instantly, and made a deep roar, just like summer thunder.

The next moment, Zhao Haifeng flew straight for four or five zhang, spitting out bright red blood, there was a fist-sized hole in the vest, bloody and bloody, and white bone stubble could be vaguely seen.

boom!

Zhao Haifeng first hit the mountain wall, and then fell to the ground, his complexion was pale, blood gushed out of his mouth, and fragments of internal organs could be seen faintly.

"No...impossible! You...how can you master such a powerful boxing technique?!"

"This...this is a fist...a fist...uh!"

Struggling to raise half of his body, Zhao Haifeng stared at Wang Chen with furious eyes, full of disbelief, he questioned with difficulty, and finally seemed to think of something, with a look of horror on his face.

However, before he could finish speaking, his pupils suddenly dilated, a stream of dark red blood gushed out of his mouth, he tilted his head, and completely lost his voice.

Samurai seventh level peak warrior, disciple of Senluo Outer Court, third master Zhao Haifeng

Fall!