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Chapter 487 Dacheng Longwei Soup

Just when everyone was worried about Zhang Hao, they saw Zhang Hao stepping out nimbly and avoiding a position.

"Oh!"

Zhang Hao dodged, but the big tree behind him suffered. The terrifying stick pierced the big tree as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and countless sawdust flew.

"So fast!" The old headhunter said in shock.

To this day, after learning Wulang Bagua stick, the old headhunter still insists on training himself to use the stick one hundred times every day.

Maybe everyone thinks that only swinging a stick a hundred times a day is just like playing.

However, swinging a stick is not so simple, you have to use your full strength for each swing. For ordinary people, if you practice for one day, your hands will be able to make you die of pain the next day.

Even for a real master, after getting started, although one hundred sticks a day will not hurt your arms, you will still be tired and sweaty.

There are very few people who can really persevere, but this is traditional martial arts, and there are no shortcuts.

"Bah!"

With the roar of the old headhunter, he felt his whole body swell, stretching his clothes tightly. With a roar, the stick smashed the big tree in front of him and swept out.

"Good come!"

Zhang Hao saw that the old man had some strength in his hands, and his hands began to itch.

In the past, when he fought against me, not only could he not use his full strength, but he also had to hold back his strength, but facing this old man, he felt that he didn't have to be too restrained.

"Half-step collapse fist!"

Zhang Hao took half a step forward, and punched the stick fiercely with his left hand.

"Oh!"

Following the appearance of a terrifying muffled sound, Zhang Hao's fist collided fiercely with the opponent's stick.

Everyone saw that the iron rod was obviously bent by this punch, and under such a huge force, the old headhunter's stick even flew out of his hand.

Just when the old headhunter's arm was numb from the shock, Zhang Hao walked up and grabbed the back of the opponent's hand, turning around and throwing him hard on his back.

"Oh!"

With a huge muffled sound, the old headhunter fell hard to the ground, even kicking up countless dust.

"Cough cough..."

Under the violent concussion, the old headhunter began to cough crazily, a stream of blood overflowed from his mouth, and rolled on the ground in pain, struggling to stand up several times but couldn't do it.

The people in the live broadcast room could feel the pain of the old headhunter through the screen just by watching the live broadcast, and felt that the whole person was about to be smashed to pieces.

At this time, Zhang Hao, who had a stern face, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so risky, I almost lost to the old headhunter just now."

While speaking, Zhang Hao stretched out his left hand and made a gesture. The thumb and index finger of his left hand made a gesture of about one millimeter away, as if the difference was just a little bit.

"Master Hao, you don't talk about martial arts, you are a little bit on horseback, maybe a little bit of a million?"

"Hey, I feel that there is a universe in the millimeter distance drawn by my father-in-law."

"Young man, I advise you to take care of yourself."

"This old man didn't even hurt a single hair of yours, and he was about to be thrown to death by you, but you told me that your strength is only a little bit worse. It's funny than the anchor, pay attention."

Countless bullet screens were shocked, after all, this scene was too scary.

The old headhunter could pierce through a big tree with an iron rod. After sweeping across, it was equivalent to using brute force to let the stick cut half a big tree and smash Zhang Hao.

This old man is terrible. Although he is old, he is so strong and unreasonable.

Zhang Hao said with a smile: "As the saying goes, fists are afraid of young men, sticks are afraid of old wolves, and old headhunters are very strong. I almost lost."

"Pooh!"

Hearing such shameless words, the audience couldn't help but type the same barrage.

At this moment Zhang Hao came to the ground and opened the pocket containing Xiaolan.

"Whoosh!"

Panicked, Xiao Lan burst out from inside and opened her mouth, ready to bite.

It's just that when Zhang Hao saw that the person who opened the bag was Zhang Hao, he changed from biting to licking.

After licking Zhang Hao's palm twice, he even rubbed his small head on Zhang Hao's hand.

"Xiaolan, go to Dabai, I'll take care of the rest." Zhang Hao said.

"Quack quack..."

Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Xiaolan Saiyazi ran towards Dabai, and then followed Dabai's body to his back. Because of fear, it hugged Dabai tightly.

After Xiaolan was safe, Zhang Hao picked up the bent iron rod on the ground and came to the old headhunter.

Randomly found a stone to sit on the ground, then pulled out the short knife above the trouser leg, and started cutting the iron rod in front of him like cutting vegetables.

"Da da da……"

There was a crisp sound, the iron rod was cut into sections, and the steel fragments seemed to hit the old headhunter's heart, making him tremble in fright.

The former old headhunter thought that he was the most capable person in ten miles and eight villages, but he didn't expect this person in front of him to be so powerful, so terrifying that it made people suffocate.

Just like a god, no matter in terms of speed or strength, he is far from being able to compare with him. With two absolute advantages, the old headhunter knows that it is impossible for him to beat the opponent.

"I admit defeat, you won the next generation." The old headhunter said humiliatingly.

"Just admitting defeat won't get my forgiveness, you scared my fox." Zhang Hao said with a smile.

When he saw that precious sword that cut iron like mud, the old headhunter was terrified of fear. He became more and more afraid of death, and he hadn't lived enough.

"I'm willing to pay." The old headhunter said hastily, "My patriarch Huang Feihong opened the Baozhilin Medical Center. There is a very precious prescription in it. I believe you will like it."

"What formula?"

Zhang Hao's interest was not very high. He didn't know how many high-quality prescriptions were recorded in "Shen Nong's Materia Medica", and he was not very interested in the prescriptions of the old headhunter.

"Dacheng Longwei Soup." The old headhunter said.

"what!"

When Zhang Hao heard this prescription, his whole body was shocked, and he looked at the old headhunter in shock, with a serious and terrifying expression.

"Do you have the prescription for Dacheng Longwei Decoction?" Zhang Hao said coldly: "If you lie to me, I can guarantee that you are more miserable than this iron rod!"

"Shhhhh!"

With the rapid swing of the short knife in Zhang Hao's hand, the only remaining piece of iron rod was cut into several sections.

"No...don't dare to lie, according to legend, my ancestor Huang Feihong got this prescription from a wandering Taoist, and later passed it down to my master. It is through this prescription that I have achieved what I am today. "The old headhunter said sincerely.

Dacheng Longwei Soup.

Zhang Hao really didn't expect that the prescription that he had been looking for in the past would appear in front of him now.

This prescription is considered to be the first prescription for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence for a hundred years, and because the "Shen Nong's Herbal Classic" is too old, some worms have eaten away the content of the prescription for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence.

Although Zhang Hao has been trying to repair it in the past few years, the traditional Chinese medicine for strengthening the foundation and strengthening the source is not very ideal, and can only barely suppress Xiaoyue'er's condition.

Unexpectedly, the "Da Jackie Longwei Soup" that I had been looking for for a long time came here.

The old headhunter gritted his teeth and said, "I can give you the Dacheng Longwei Decoction, but you must promise me one condition, otherwise I would rather take this prescription underground than give it to you!"

(End of this chapter)