Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 179 Come out and talk about the background!
It turned out that this Tsing Yi bunt man was exactly Zeng Cang whom Fang Chang had been searching for!

"escape!"

Zeng Cang's identity was exposed, without saying a word, his figure suddenly flew towards the outside of the hall.

However, there were more than a dozen Dragon Vein Realm warriors in the lobby, and they formed an encirclement circle in an instant, besieging Zeng Cang in the center.

Facing Zeng Cang who wanted to break through the encirclement and escape, several Dragon Vessel Realm warriors immediately shot to stop him.

"Damn!"

Zeng Cang's palms were flying, and the palm prints were surrounded by strong winds, howling and raging, extremely powerful.

However, there are many people on the opposite side, although most of them are warriors of the third or fourth level of dragon veins, but they unite to form a blocking barrier, which prevents him from breaking through in a short time.

But behind him, Fang Chang had already attacked again, with the strong wind in his palms, wrapped in terrifying power, he came to kill Zeng Cang!
Zeng Cang had no choice but to give up breaking through and turned around to fight fiercely with Fang Chang.

"Fang Chang, you are a rebellious person. You killed your relatives and teachers for the sake of money and skills. God is really blind, and let you and other unkind and unfilial people get along well..."

Zeng Cang gritted his teeth, the palm wind roared, the strong wind and the blood-colored dragon were wrapped together, stirring up majestic power, and fighting towards Fang Chang.

Fang Chang snorted coldly, and six qi-blood dragons also appeared around his body, and his moves were very similar to Zeng Cang's. Bombarded together.

Bang bang bang!
During the fight between the two, the tables and chairs in the lobby were struck by palm force and exploded.

During the fierce fight, Fang Chang snorted coldly: "Zeng Cang, my good junior brother, the death of Master and his old man is not my fault, but your fault!"

"That old guy is partial to you, he always gives resources to you, cares for you in every possible way, personally guides you, but ignores me..."

"unfair!"

"How unfair!!"

"This old thief, either don't accept me as an apprentice, or treat me equally. Why do you treat me favorably, but treat me coldly!"

"Why is he???"

"I am also his apprentice! Why does he treat me like this!!!"

"Since he can't treat everyone equally, I'll let him understand that favoritism will end!"

Fang Chang's eyes were red, as if there was deep resentment hidden in the sky, his body was roaring even more violently, his arms were exploding, his palms were wrapped in silver light, and the strong wind howled and raged.

Every palm was full of anger and resentment, the attack was as fierce as a tiger, and it slapped Zeng Cang fiercely.

Zeng Cang sighed helplessly, he could naturally feel the resentment from his fellow disciples.

After getting along for many years, he can deeply feel the master's favoritism towards him, while Fang Chang, the senior brother, is extremely indifferent, and beats, scolds and punishes him frequently.

In the face of pampering, he has not been arrogant and complacent since then, but he sympathizes with his brother's experience very much, and once persuaded his master.

But the master is a master after all, stubborn in his own opinion, not only did not feel that he was wrong, but even severely criticized him.

Until the two gradually grew up, Fang Chang's repressed life broke out on a certain day. While the master was asleep, he killed him with his own hands, and took the money and martial arts with him, and left the country far away.

After many years of hard work, he got himself the position of helmsman in the Hong Gang in Linjiang City by relying on his ruthlessness.

And when the two of them met Lin Bei, it was Zeng Cang who came to avenge their master, but was severely injured by Fang Chang's plot.

Bang!
The two exchanged palms again, and Zeng Cang suddenly changed his palm while the strong wind howled, and a dazzling red light suddenly burst out from the wind of the palm, and the evil spirit inside boiled like a reappearance of purgatory!

"Qi and blood become evil, and blood evil condenses palms!"

Fang Chang's complexion suddenly changed, and before he had time to think about it, he slapped out his palm hard, facing the bloody palm print.

Bang!
A figure flew out backwards.

Fang Chang's feet plowed two long scratches on the ground, he stopped, and his expression was solemn: "I never thought you would have practiced our master's unique skill, but I underestimated you!"

"Senior Brother, Master is unfair to you, but he is so kind to me. I can't help it. I must avenge him!"

Zeng Cang sighed, looking helpless.

Was it wrong for Fang Chang to kill his teacher?
Maybe there is.

Maybe not.

He suffered injustice under the master's seat, but he did receive the master's teaching.

Is Zeng Cang wrong?
Maybe there is.

Or maybe not.

The master was indeed unfair to his senior brother, but he took great care of him, and he should take revenge for him.

The grievances and grievances in the world can be sorted out easily!
"Okay, I want to see how you avenge him!"

Fang Chang snorted coldly, and waved his big hand: "Let's go together, life or death!"

"Yes!"

A group of subordinates suddenly summoned the power of blood and blood, surrounded by blood-colored dragons, and rushed towards Zeng Cang to encircle and kill.

Zeng Cang's complexion changed, and he pushed his palms behind him horizontally, the majestic force enveloped the bloody aura, and his power was terrifying.

However, Zeng Cang's subordinates were very cunning, although they made a siege, they were not in a hurry to rush forward.

Zeng Cang clapped his palms out, and the strong wind howled, but he found that the rushing opponent had already stopped in his tracks, and he did not want to confront him head-on.

But at this time, Fang Chang came to kill again, his palms also fluttered and shot out, the air waves roared, and he fought fiercely with Zeng Cang.

Although he has never cultivated the master's unique Xuesha Palm, but his strength is only a little weaker, it is not difficult to restrain Zeng Cang.

Under his restraint, Zeng Cang couldn't free his hands and feet, and Fang Chang's subordinates immediately rushed up like hunting dogs.

bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!

Fists, palms, and swords clashed and exploded, Zeng Cang fell into the siege, and for a moment his palms were left behind, and his palms were pushed to the extreme.

"How many people must be killed first!"

Zeng Cang knew something was wrong, he was surrounded by heavy siege, even though he has six dragon veins and six blood dragons protecting his body, he is still like a boat in a storm, precarious.

After all, what he was facing was the siege of more than a dozen Dragon Vein Realm warriors.

The strength of these people is only slightly inferior to him, and he can easily kill them with a few moves alone, but surrounded by Fang Chang, who is at the same level, makes him appear to be in a mess.

However, Fang Chang and his subordinates are like a lion and a hunting dog. The former is full of vigor and entangles Zeng Cang to bite him;

Tried several times without success.

On the contrary, it wasted a lot of his energy and blood, and even the protective dragon was cut several times, leaving several scars.

"Fang Chang, why don't we have a life-and-death duel between the two of us!"

Zeng Cang gritted his teeth stiffly, and the scars on his body began to increase.

"Hahaha, you are so naive. I, Fang Chang, like to bully the few with the most. What I care about is the power background. Duel? Go ahead and dream!"

Fang Chang laughed loudly, and slapped Zhang Yin suddenly, and Zhang Yin, who was caught in the strong wind, slapped Zeng Cang hard, who couldn't dodge in time.

The latter stepped back, but was enveloped by a saber light from behind.

"Damn it, is it really going to be here this time..."

Zeng Cang looked desperate, and there were several wounds in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, my good brother, let me send you to the underworld!"

Fang Chang grinned ferociously, and six qi-blood dragons roared ferociously, gathered in the palm of his hand, suddenly slammed on him, and slapped Zeng Cang's chest hard.

"My life is over!"

Blood was bleeding from the corner of Zeng Cang's mouth, his body was in an embarrassing state, his body had several scars from fists and palms, and several sword wounds, his whole body was covered in scars, he couldn't dodge the palm at all.

At this moment, he seemed to see the god of death waving a sickle at him.

Sudden.

"Not good! Dangerous!"

Fang Chang, who was in high spirits, slapped him with a palm, and felt a chill suddenly rise on his back, and a strong crisis enveloped him.

(End of this chapter)