I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 68 Morality (for further reading)

Elegantly decorated room.

On the long table with plum blossom and vermilion lacquer, there is a brass incense burner with exotic animal patterns.

Curl of white smoke, steaming up.

The long table was also filled with all kinds of dishes and fine wines. Although there were not many people in the room, the atmosphere seemed quite lively.

Sitting in the main seat is the deputy leader of the Qingcheng Gang, Lu Hu.

And the left and right sides.

They are Ouyang and An Rong, two strong martial arts masters from the Ou Family and the Bloody Clothes Gang.

After he was full of wine and food, Lu Hu's face turned slightly red, and his eyes shone with the light of what he must win.

He filled the wine glass in his hand, raised it high, stood up and looked at the two people on the table, and said loudly: "Tomorrow's action, success or failure, in this one action, I hope the two brothers can help each other."

"Haha, of course!"

An Rong also got up and smiled boldly.

Ouyang stood up, opened his mouth, and just wanted to say something.

Can be suddenly.

boom!
The door of the room was kicked open from the outside.

Outside the courtyard, the light was dim, the lead clouds hung low, and the snowflakes as big as goose feathers were suddenly swept up by the cold wind, and they were blown into the house one after another, bringing a burst of chill.

Old man Mei was dressed in a red padded jacket, with a menacing appearance, his stooped body straightened, and he stood outside.

"Luhu! Today is your death...uh!"

He first saw Lu Hu's slightly astonished expression sitting on the main seat.

Furthermore, he saw the puzzled expressions of Ouyang and An Rong, two martial arts masters who practiced strength, on both sides of Luhu.

Old man Mei managed to arouse his arrogance.

In an instant.

It was like being poured a basin of cold water.

Instantly off.

All over his body, there was only a chill left, which made him feel cold.

Lu Hu silently put down the wine glass in his hand, the expression on his face gradually changed from astonishment to ecstasy.

he didn't expect...

Tonight, he is still inviting his two brothers.

Let's decide what kind of slogan will be used at tomorrow's gang gathering to force the young gang leader Shang Qingwu to abdicate.

Never thought that the plan that was finally prepared, has not officially started, old man Mei has thrown himself into the trap, and everything will come to an end!
"It's really, really..."

Lu Hu stepped forward step by step, his figure swelled, and his height gradually approached two meters.

The muscles all over his body were as sharp as rocks.

"It really doesn't take much effort!"

"Ha ha!"

A roar!
Lu Hu's whole body had jumped high, stepped across the long table, and punched him from top to bottom like a shooting star.

At the same time, An Rong and Ouyang, the two great masters of strength training, also laughed loudly and made their moves together.

The three huge forces are like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

come together.

Before Lu Hu's attack arrived, the huge force expanded outwards, which made the furniture in the whole room tremble continuously, and the old man Mei's body couldn't help but retreat.

Old man Mei reluctantly exerted his strength, trying to resist.

But his heart was full of despair.

"My life is over!"

"die!"

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came.

boom!
The wall of the room blasted a huge hole violently as if hit by a cannon.

A tall figure in black armor and an iron armor mask with a pattern of alien beasts on his face smashed through the wall and rushed in.

Thick walls, tall pillars, long tables and benches, etc., but everything that stood in front of the iron-clad monster burst into loud noises and was crushed into pieces.

The three strands of strength were directly smashed into pieces by the armored figure.

midair.

Lu Hu's brows twitched suddenly.

Before he had time to fall, he was grabbed by the iron-clad figure.

Swing it up, smash it down!
boom!
With the violent explosion, the whole room shook violently, and a large amount of dust fell from above like snow.

The expensive long table full of wine and meat in front of him was also completely smashed by Su Heng. Not only that, the ground also showed obvious concave marks, and dense cracks spread outward.

Lu Hu's eyes went dark, and he felt severe pain in his back.

He tried his best to struggle and escape from Su Heng's grasp.

But Su Heng won't give him any chance.

Make a fist and smash it down!
Hong Xiangjin is superimposed on Dragon Winding Strength, covering and wrapping around the iron fist in his left hand layer by layer.

It seems that there is an invisible air flow flowing on the casserole-sized fist, making a whistling sound, and the surrounding light is refracted, and the broken porcelain and furniture are buzzing in all directions, being pulled by this force.

Boom!

Amidst the terrifying bang.

The bodyguard on Hong Hu's body vibrated violently, flickering on and off, obviously weakened by a few points.

Followed by the second punch, the third punch, the fourth punch...

Terrible explosions sounded one after another, like continuous tumbling thunderstorms.

Among the three, Hong Hu, who was the most powerful, was pinned to the ground by Su Heng, like a little girl who had been stripped naked, without any ability to resist.

The whole room was shaking and shaking, and scattered dust, tiles, and pieces of wood were constantly falling from the ceiling.Some members of the Qingcheng gang who heard the movement ran over holding equipment.

But Shang Qingwu was dressed in white and descended from the sky like a flying fairy.

"Get out!"

Shang Qingwu looked cold.

She is also a martial arts master who has practiced martial arts since she was a child. Her body looks weak and weak, but she is not actually weak.

The leading leaders were directly beaten to death by Shang Qingwu and fell to the ground. The rest of the gang members felt even more desperate when they saw the ferocious and frightening momentum of the iron-clad giant beast in the room.

They dropped their weapons one after another, scattered and ran away in a mess.

"Let's do it too!"

Shang Qingwu passed by old man Mei, and stabbed Ou Rong with his sword. The high-frequency vibration of the blade turned the snowflakes falling in the air into fine powder.

"Damn!" Old man Mei finally realized, and closed his mouth with a snap.

He felt scared for a while.

When he was slapped flying by Su Heng, he was quite dissatisfied.

After that, I approached Su Heng many times to discuss, but fortunately Su Heng kept his hand, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!

in the room.

Ouyang and An Rong also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Reversed, reversed and reversed, the emotions of the two also fluctuated like a roller coaster.

Today's Ouyang, seeing Lu Hu being suppressed, and Shang Qingwu holding up a long sword in front of him, has already retreated in his heart.

"Brother An, how are we doing so far today?"

Ouyang said to his companion.

"No!" An Rong took off the blood-red coat, revealing the hard-covered and strong muscle curves inside.

With one kick, he kicked the solid wooden bench in front of him into the air, forced back the old man Mei who was attacking close to him, and said loudly: "We are people from the Jianghu, we should put morality first! Since we promised to help Brother Luhu If you win the position of leader, you can't break your promise!"

"Pfft!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of minced meat being smashed suddenly.

Not far away, Su Heng slowly got up.

The armored gloves were stained with dark red blood, and under him, Lu Hu's head had disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a sunken bloody hole in place.

(End of this chapter)