Retrograde for thousands of years

Chapter 420 Who is the goose! (Two in one chapter)

A long time ago, Zhou Huan and his grandfather went to the countryside to play. An old friend of his grandfather drank too much and said he wanted to eat a duck as a meal.

So Zhou Huan ran outside the door. After seeing the lively creatures, he grabbed one and bled it before bringing it back.

Grandpa asked him: "When you killed it, did it scream?"

"Of course I yelled, it was loud."

"Do you know what he said?"

"I don't know, can ducks talk?"

The young Zhou Huan asked blankly.

"No." Grandpa said seriously: "It said, I am a goose, I am a goose!"

Zhou Huan stood up angrily and walked forward.

"Tell me, which of you is the goose?"

A large group of people looked at Zhou Huan strangely, looking confused.

"Where was Ms. Xie just now? I'm sorry to argue with you, but you are so disgusting. Everyone who pinched me, pinched me, and rubbed me just now is apologizing to me now and apologizing for slapping me!"

Holding a notebook in one hand, Zhou Huan slammed the palm of the other hand on the table. Damn it, these true disciples couldn't even do the background color well, but they still killed the ball.

"I think I can kill you."

A true disciple stood up slowly and rubbed his fists.

"Senior Sister Xie won't care if I beat you to death."

After saying this, he hit Zhou Huan's head hard with his fist.

After the true disciples came to this world, their only feeling is that the people in this world are too weak, no matter if they are men or women, they are just like leeks in the field, they can cut whatever they want, it is not like Tianyuan Great World at all, Experts emerge in endlessly, pretending to be criminals and unscrupulous people will kick the iron plate for no reason, or be killed secretly, nowhere is like here, it is a paradise for warriors, you can play however you want.

This is the place they dream of. They can have sex with beautiful women when they see them, and kill people if they feel unhappy. Unfortunately, they cannot practice cultivation here.

This punch should be able to break the bridge of Zhou Huan's nose, and then hit him in the stomach with the next blow...

"Crack."

This was the last sound he heard in his life. Zhou Huan's neck gently moved away from the fist, and he took a step forward and lifted his palm up, hitting his chin.

This palm is a very superficial foreign martial art, called Xiaotianxing Palm, which uses the "root of the palm" or "bottom of the palm" to exert force.

This was done very cleverly. Just when his old strength was exhausted and his new strength was not generated, his head suddenly fell backwards, and he died immediately with a broken cervical vertebrae.

Guo Chongxi, 32 years old, had been practicing hard for 26 years since he was a child. He was the best among his peers in the thunder sound swordsmanship, but he died here without even making a simple sword strike.

Click.

Almost everyone watching the excitement felt a little pain and dislocation in their necks at this moment.

I must have seen it wrong, I must have seen it wrong. How could Guo Chongxi be killed so easily?Where is his thunder sword technique, his sword intention and sword energy?

"You killed Chongxi!"

Zhao Xinyun was Guo Chongxi's good friend. The two of them ate and slept together. Their relationship was unusual. He roared, and his body suddenly appeared next to Zhou Huan. He pointed at Zhou Huan's Tanzhong point. This finger also contained 31 changes, each of which can make Zhou Huan die.

"Don't rush to kill him, catch him."

Someone yelled loudly, Guo Chongxi was just an accident, wasn't it?

"Snapped!"

Zhou Huan waved his backhand, and the aluminum alloy fan of the laptop in his hand hit him hard in the face.

No matter how exquisite the ever-changing Nirvana fingering technique is, when the owner's head is concussed by the laptop, it will be like a dead snake, without any threat.

And Zhao Xinyun was the dead snake that was knocked unconscious.

"You don't understand human speech, do you?"

There was no mercy. When Zhao Xinyun was about to fall to the ground, Zhou Huan kicked him out hard, hitting the bloody head.

The hard toe of the shoe hit Zhao Xinyun's forehead, and his head collapsed and cracked like a watermelon.

Two kills.

"Don't you understand people? Just now, a person looked like a human being. How can he be so vicious and kill people when he attacks?"

Zhou Huan looked at the laptop with pity, looking very, very unhappy.

“The laptop was given to me by Ms.

……

Xie Daoyun's body continued to dig deeper the moment it fell into the ground.

The pit is two meters deep, and there is even deeper space further down.

"For an impending explosion, the best way is to lie down immediately. Of course, if there is a hole or depression underground, you can jump into it to avoid the explosion. The deeper the hole, the stronger the protection. If someone uses a bomb to control it, Stay, just do it this way.”

She remembered the expert's words in her mind, and then continued to dig down. Then she smelled an extremely disgusting smell. There should be... Just when she used her energy to protect her whole body, several black grenades Or the shock bomb was thrown in.

But she didn't dare to take the lead because she was afraid that the other party would directly detonate the explosives on the refrigerated truck.

Damn, what’s going on!
……

Green Willow Villa.

No one here will scream in terror that they are going to kill someone. If someone kills someone, they will run back and forth, and everyone will not disperse and run away. The people who can be here are people with tough minds. The eyes of everyone in the teahouse are fixed. Staring at Zhou Huan, it was like looking at an alien.

Cultivating a true disciple requires starting from a young age, with medicinal bath massage, Qi guidance, guidance from famous teachers, and logistical guarantees. Only in this way can he be successful in Qi training in his 30s and 40s and reach the peak of Qi training before the age of [-].

While practicing qi, they have to learn several palm skills, boxing skills or cold weapons to guide the qi in the body to become unified through exercise, so that the body's spontaneous reactions can deal with various problems.

Although such a person will not fight with others on the battlefield, his brothers and sisters will take action or his disciples will constantly attack him. Coupled with the blessing of internal strength, as long as people in Xichuan Realm do not use hot weapons, they will be like modern In ancient times, there was no danger at all.

However, something puzzling, confusing and shocking happened. Zhou Huan actually killed two true disciples at once!
How is it possible, how is it possible?Someone rushed up quickly, dragged back the bodies of the two people, and performed first aid. Unfortunately, there was no accident. Zhou Huan killed them directly with a palm and a kick.

Small disputes will get bigger and bigger, just like a swearing fight in a box. No matter how you persuade them, it will be difficult to calm down. The shameless person will climb the pole and climb the wall, but if you kill someone as soon as you start, everyone will calm down quickly.

"who are you?"

The two disciples of the Qingyang Sect took a step forward, turned their horns on each other, and surrounded Zhou Huan on the left and right.

"Don't you have eyes? When you came here to provoke me, didn't you know who I was?"

Zhou Huan frowned, and then said with sudden realization, "Do you think it's impossible for me to kill the two of them? What's so difficult about this? Senior Sister Xie taught me something specifically to deal with you..."

Before he finished speaking, two Qingyang Sect disciples rushed toward Zhou Huan, one from the left and the other from the right.

The disciple on the left uses his hand as a sword, and the entire palm becomes golden and has an exposed edge. The Qingyang Sect's Thirteen Swordsman of the Burning Sun is not much worse than a real sword when executed with palm techniques. The sword cuts across the sky, like a scorching sun shining down from top to bottom. When it struck down, it enveloped Zhou Huan's entire body.

The other disciple used one palm and one leg. The palm technique was thick and fierce, as hot as fire. The leg technique was filled with bits and pieces of frost, and had the aura of destroying everything.

He practiced the two completely different martial arts, the Fiery Divine Palm and the Frost Dominant Leg, into one.

The two people even gave up the outward infuriating energy in their attacks, and instead directly fought hand-to-hand, using the most violent moves to kill them with one blow.

It was as if the tank drove directly to the door of the enemy's room and fired with a bang.

This combined attack can be said to be seamless. One sword, one palm and one leg. The effect is no longer that one plus two equals three. It should be...

Zhou Huan's body swayed slightly, and his palms were like willow branches in the wind. He rubbed them and melted them. With a simple cloud hand, he defused the attacks of the two people. Their attacks changed directions inexplicably, and the knife in his hand was slashing at another person. On the person's palm, Frost Tyrant's legs blocked the other person's attack route.

A flaw occurred at this moment, and Zhou Huan had a knife in his hand at some point, and with two swipes, he cut the two people's throats.

"Why?"

Zhou Huan's expression became even more helpless.

"Is it hard to apologize?"

……

Killed, killed.

Green Willow Villa is not big or small, but communication is very developed. Everyone has a computer and mobile phone issued by the villa. When Zhou Huan started, someone had already posted videos and live broadcasts.
In a local area network, information spreads faster.

Meetings at Green Willow Villa are really boring, and there are no entertainment facilities. When high-ranking officials and dignitaries come over, they are not even allowed to bring female secretaries. They cannot experience the feeling of being superior to others.

I heard that someone had a conflict in the teahouse, and everyone who heard it was very, very excited.

Every time there is a meeting in Green Willow Villa, there will be some minor disputes. There are no hot weapons here, so you don’t have to worry about accidental injuries. Everyone in Qingyang Sect has Qi in them, so what’s wrong with watching the fights?
Whether A hurts B or it's a group fight, it's all fun, but someone actually dares to kill someone in a teahouse, and the person they kill is a true disciple?
This kind of thing has really never happened before, why don't you go watch the fun?
Groups of people poured into the teahouse. Everyone on the third floor and the third floor looked at the four corpses on the ground. The murderer was actually a native of Xichuanjie. He hadn't practiced martial arts two years ago?

"I don't want to kill anyone either."

Zhou Huan stared at the two people holding their throats and blood spurting out.

"But...they want to kill me, and I can't help it, right?"

After saying this, Zhou Huan's eyes fell on the remaining true disciples.

"Everyone, I have only been practicing martial arts for two years. I don't dare to hold back, otherwise I will die. Whoever strikes first is a bitch, right?"

Zhou Huan spread his hands, looking very innocent, he let others come up and drag the two injured, well, they should be regarded as the dead.

The knife that cut the throat had serrations, and Zhou Huan's hand trembled slightly to ensure that the incisions on the esophagus, trachea and aorta were W-shaped and could not be bandaged properly.

Bright red blood flowed all over the ground, and the two injured people could only breathe. If those strange objects could save their lives in Tianyuan World, but here, everyone could see that they could not be saved.

"So, I challenge you, okay?"

A white-haired old man came to the disciple Han Wei's side and watched him take his last breath. The 85-year-old shook his head, took out his belt, and turned his wrist into a soft whip with a flick of his wrist.

"In the next year of Han Bo's reign, I would like to ask you for some advice on your martial arts."

He practiced Qi at the age of five and was successful in his twenties. After failing again in his attempt to build a foundation at the age of 40, Han Bonian served Qingyangmen for 30 years, and then came to Xichuanjie.

He is usually taciturn, but when it comes to cultivation, the former genius disciple is definitely no worse than anyone else.

"I have no grievances or enmities with you. Why bother to do this? This is a life-and-death battle. Once you do it, neither side will be merciful."

Zhou Huan looked at the person in front of him with helpless eyes. If placed in the dungeon world, this person would be a master like Wudang Jiuyi and Huashan Zhuo Feifan. Alas... The task of Green Willow Villa is really difficult to complete, with thousands of people. Many martial arts masters gathered here for a meeting, and it would be extremely difficult for me to defeat them all.

Think about Zhang Sanfeng going to Shaolin, only to find that there are thousands of eminent monks of the Xuan generation in the entire Shaolin Temple. Such a task is really disappointing.

Most of the Qingyang Sect masters who can come to Xichuan Realm come here for retirement. In short, they are martial arts masters who have practiced hard for decades. There are even old monsters who are hundreds of years old. Their cultivation level is not much worse than that of the masters of Wudang Shaolin. .

Although the status in Qingyangmen is not as good as that of true disciples, just like an outdated female star compared with Angela Dabao or Da Minmin, Qingyangmen cares more about the development potential of those young people, but compared to acting skills, that But it was really two lines of tears from relatives.

"Please."

Han Bonian said calmly.

"You are bullying me. No matter how old you are, I am no different."

"Please."

"Okay, please."

The next moment, the belt in Han Bonian's hand turned into a soft whip and a wisp of smoke. The whip technique, which was originally like a violent storm, in his hands, presented an artistic conception of clouds in the sky and water in bottles.

"Spirit Snake Swallowing Sun Whip Technique, Master Han has already mastered it to the highest level, right?"

"Senior Brother Han's Qingyang Qi is completely peaceful, and there is no trace of pyrotechnics at all."

"Guess how many moves Senior Brother Han can win?"

The onlookers were all martial arts masters. After thinking about the circumstances of Zhou Huan's action just now, they immediately saw through Zhou Huan's true identity.

A crispy balloon with weak internal strength, strong moves, low defense, low blood and high attack, to deal with this kind of enemy, as long as it hits him, he can be quickly eliminated.

Uncle Han is sure to win.

(End of this chapter)