those years of rebirth

"Thank you Master Hanzhen for thinking about it, and thank you Master Hanzhen for taking care of me back then. I have been able to live until now. I have been able to have so many opportunities in my journey of martial arts, and I am also inspired by Master Hanzhen!"

In fact, when Wang Hengxiao just got off the plane, he focused more on Monk Hanzhen, after all, he was a master who had a lot of grievances back then.

Moreover, Wang Hengxiao did not tell lies. Over the past few years, what Wang Hengxiao thought about most was the Indian flying technique he saw from Monk Hanzhen.Almost racking his brains, Wang Hengxiao couldn't figure out the key point. After all, he didn't have a systematic understanding of the essence of Indian martial arts.

Even if Wang Hengxiao claims to be extremely intelligent, and there will be no one before or after, he has not thought through the specific practice method of Indian flying art.I also plan to go to India in a few years to experience their martial arts essence.Therefore, even after breaking through the realm of mythology and achieving the purpose of flying in a special way, it is still different from the Indian flying technique, and in essence, it is not as good as the flying technique.

"Director Wang made me ashamed!"

Monk Hanzhen spoke fluent Chinese, and the light in his eyes was like a little sun. At this moment, he erupted with the most powerful spirit in his life, and sighed: "Director Wang's achievements in martial arts are unprecedented. I am afraid that no one in future generations will be able to surpass it. Today, I am overthinking myself and provoking Director Wang's supernatural power, in fact, I hope to learn the artistic conception of mythology from Director Wang."

For thousands of years, in Indian martial arts, there has not been a mythical figure, so in the realm of mythology, they are still at a loss, and they need to create it by themselves.

However, Wang Hengxiao knew about the existence of the Indian mythological guru Paterna he met in New York. At that time, he received two punches from himself and survived. Afterwards, he didn't know whether Paterna was dead or alive, and it was very likely that he was alive. Come down because no body was seen at the time.Wang Hengxiao had a relatively intuitive understanding of Indian martial arts, and it was the first time he realized the true strength of Indian martial arts.

The mythical master of Indian martial arts is so powerful that he can be called a real god.

"Okay! Master came here today to represent your country and nation. The grievances between you and me will end today. One punch will determine the outcome. With my cultivation base, I will compete with the master with all my strength. , is obviously bullying Grandmaster, and victory is useless. As long as Grandmaster lends me a punch and can walk away, I don't care about today's matter."

Wang Hengxiao said lightly, taking a step forward, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, came to the circle, and stood ten meters in front of Monk Hanzhen.

Minister Bai Chi suddenly said in a deep voice: "It's a joke, our master Hanzhen is the world's number one expert, how could we not be able to take your punch? If you lose, let us go? Kill you?"

"Humph!"

Liu Laoniu snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "The person who can kill my master has not yet appeared in this world, and he will never appear in the future. You take the initiative to come to the door, and if you lose, letting you leave safely is the greatest gift. Don't know Anyway."

"You are our defeated general, how dare you speak big words? I think you are tired of your work."

A tall and burly black-faced martial artist behind the idiot stared at Lao Niu Liu and shouted in a deep voice: "Next time if you lose to me, I will kill you!"

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, very abrupt, and I didn't even know the exact location.

But the black-faced warrior suddenly let out a scream, which attracted everyone's attention, and then his tall and burly body flew upside down, over the heads of a dozen people, and hit the front of a car behind with a click, The brains were shattered all over the place, and everyone was shocked.

The Indian warriors and the peacekeepers from other countries who came to watch the excitement were unknown. So, no one saw anyone making a move, and there was no movement at all. That powerful Indian warrior died so miserably?

The black-faced warrior just now has made a move. He defeated several masters in the western game before, and then lost to Liu Laoniu. He is the second best among the Indian warriors who came this time. Even Huajin masters felt very uncomfortable, his body was rough and fleshy, and he didn't respond to a punch from an ordinary big man.

In the eyes of the West, this is the existence of boxing champion level.

But it was such a boxing champion who died on the spot so simply and strangely that no one even knew who did it.

The scene was quiet, Minister Bai Chi didn't dare to speak easily, for fear of offending ghosts and gods.

There are only three people who are very confident, Wang Hengxiao, Liu Laoniu, and monk Hanzhen.

"Amitabha!" Monk Hanzhen sighed slightly, and said, "The almsgiver's murderous aura is still so heavy, do you know why it won't last long?"

"My heart is like iron, so I will be what I am, monk, you don't need to talk about me, you should see the truth on your fist." Wang Hengxiao said lightly, step by step to the present, a heart has long been as hard as iron, and will not because of others are affected.

"Okay! This is what I have long wanted to see."

The main purpose of Monk Hanzhen accepting the government's arrangement is to meet Wang Hengxiao, and then see the artistic conception of the mythical realm, so as to achieve a self-breakthrough.

As soon as he saw Wang Hengxiao, Monk Hanzhen could clearly feel the different energy in Wang Hengxiao's body. Ordinary warriors, even warriors at a very high level, might only feel the power of Wang Hengxiao. Xiao had the blood and energy of an ordinary person in his body, thinking he was just an ordinary person, and his blood and energy were restrained to a state of perfection.

Only a super strong man like Monk Hanzhen who has touched the threshold of mythology can feel the invincible breath of Wang Hengxiao's body like abyss and prison.

Monk Hanzhen couldn't wait to touch this breath.

It is called the breath of the gods in the world by the warriors of the world.

"as you wish!"

Wang Hengxiao said softly.

Everyone around widened their eyes, and no one talked about the death of the black-faced man. They all wanted to know how powerful this deified and legendary director of the Western Bureau was.

In the legend, what kind of existence did the powerful figure who destroyed New York City exist? Was it earth-shattering when he made a move?

Wang Hengxiao didn't have any earth-shattering prelude, just threw a punch very ordinary, without moving his feet, but suddenly appeared in front of Monk Hanzhen, everyone's eyes widened, including Monk Hanzhen I thought that even with his strength and eyesight, he didn't see how Wang Hengxiao appeared, as if Wang Hengxiao himself had always been standing in front of him.

Fortunately, Monk Hanzhen has always been in a state of preparation for battle, and his breath has been mobilized to the peak. In an instant, his body is raised again, and a raised muscle shape appears on his arm. His hands are twirling, bringing the whistling wind around him, A phantom of a dragon and a stream of air appeared behind him.

Dragon Elephant Boxing!

This is the first Indian martial art that Wang Hengxiao came into contact with, and it represents a combination of Indian health preservation and martial arts.

Monk Hanzhen has obviously comprehended the Dragon Elephant Fist of the peak state, which is no worse than the Dragon Elephant Fist of the Indian warrior Wang Hengxiao had contacted in Afghanistan before, and perhaps surpassed it in terms of realm.

Anyone can feel the terrifying beast breath emanating from Monk Hanzhen's body.

In comparison, except for the sudden appearance, Wang Hengxiao looked very weak, as if he would be swallowed up by this terrifying beast breath at any time.

It was still a very ordinary straight punch!

Wang Hengxiao's fist was in contact with Monk Hanzhen's. Except for the people in the Western Bureau who still had absolute confidence in Wang Hengxiao, everyone else, even General Ye, showed worried expressions.

Minister Bai Chi and the others even smiled, as if seeing Wang Hengxiao being punched to death by Monk Hanzhen!

However, Wang Hengxiao's expression was still the same, but Monk Hanzhen's expression changed drastically. He was covered in bureaucrats, and the dragon-elephant aura condensed behind him instantly disintegrated and exploded, and violent whirlwinds appeared.

Wang Hengxiao's fist just touched Monk Hanzhen's hands in such a normal way.

Only monk Hanzhen knew how terrifying this punch was at this moment.

It seems that all the martial arts and boxing techniques in the world are included in it. With one punch, all the strength concentrated by Monk Hanzhen collapsed instantly, and the highly concentrated blood in his body also instantly emptied, and his body gradually became thinner. .

Pfft... A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Monk Hanzhen's dark face turned pale, his knees were slightly bent, and he knelt down on the ground with a bang, his tall and mighty body became skinny again.

"One punch breaks everything!"

Monk Hanzhen only said this in a low voice and closed his eyes slightly.

One punch breaks all spells, one punch destroys all vitality, everything creates all things!

It's almost right!

All the vitality in Monk Hanzhen's body was wiped out. Even though his dead wood boxing technique had been cultivated to a very high level, the vitality was hidden very deeply, and it was still shattered. He died instantly and on the spot, and even knelt down. fall down.But in the eyes of Indians such as Minister Baichi, this is the biggest insult.

Wang Hengxiao withdrew his fists, his face was neither red nor out of breath, as if he had done something common and often, and said indifferently: "You also have to integrate Chinese martial arts, but after all, you have your own way, break through Now, it’s a great fortune.”

"However, since you are on the opposite side of me, you will end up like this."

As he said that, Wang Hengxiao glanced at Minister Baichi and other Indian peacekeepers. Minister Baichi shrank immediately and took a step back. Wang Hengxiao directly killed their two most powerful masters when he appeared, even just now I don't know how the black-faced man died, at least Monk Hanzhen was punched to death. The black-faced man died inexplicably, but everyone knew that Wang Hengxiao must have shot and killed him.

"you!"

Minister Bai Chi's chest heaved violently, and the huge pressure made his forehead sweat, but his eyes flickered madly, and he said in a deep voice: "You dare to kill our people, especially Master Hanzhen, who is our eminent monk in Nalanda Temple. This is trying to provoke an international dispute, and you must immediately kneel down and apologize to us, otherwise we will truthfully report out."

Killing the peacekeepers is indeed detrimental to the international image. China is now uniting with its Asian allies and has also contacted India.

That's why India is confident, and with the support of the United States behind it, it is double-sided.

"Looking for death! Old Niu, kill all the people in India!"

Wang Hengxiao didn't look at him, but just looked at Monk Hanzhen thoughtfully, because he felt that although Monk Hanzhen's heart stopped beating, there was still a breath of life in his body, and the vitality was terrifying.

(To be continued)