Chapter 110 - Bloodthirsty Hao Zhen (XI)
Su Fengzhen said: "I didn't expect that Brother Xiao's last wish was for the right person. Your talent is indeed better than many people. You were able to integrate the 'Mad Sword Technique' into your palm when you first encountered a Jianghu person. It's rare."
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Only five people were left on the street that was several feet wide and several hundred feet long: a peddler carrying vegetables, two men eating scallion pancakes, the beautiful woman who scolded the boy, and the boy sitting on the ground crying. The peddler was still carrying vegetables, the men were still eating scallion pancakes, the beautiful woman was still scolding the boy, and the boy was still crying, but there was a sound of crackling joints.
"Disciple, look at these useless people, they actually want to use the wheel battle method, waiting for you to run out of energy to pick up a loophole." Su Fengzhen sighed and said, "Why can't some decent people come?"
Several people laughed instead of getting angry, saying, "What kind of people are considered decent people?"
Su Fengzhen said, "It's almost the same if your three elders come."
One of the men eating scallion pancakes said, "Why use a butcher knife to kill a pig? Whether we are decent or not, let's see it with our hands." As they spoke, the five people suddenly jumped up and shot at Hao Zhen like arrows from a bow.
The middle-aged man who spoke was the first to approach Hao Zhen. He didn't know when he had two two-foot-long Wu hooks in his hands. The three hooks were linked together, flashing cold light. These three hooks were fierce and swift, directly forcing Hao Zhen's vitals, fast and fierce, trying to take the lead.
Seeing this, Hao Zhen moved back slightly to avoid the sharp edge, and kicked eight times in a row with his legs. When the left foot was kicked out, the right foot followed closely like a shadow. The left foot kicked out, but the power was not exhausted, it had already been retracted, from form to shadow, the right foot turned from shadow to form, and the left foot followed and kicked again. The man holding the Wu Gou did not expect that his leg skills were so powerful, and he was caught off guard by the kick. The double hooks pushed horizontally, and a "sweeping the sky" quickly cut Hao Zhen's waist. Hao Zhen lowered his body and rushed out from under the hooks. His palms suddenly slapped out, and the man holding the Wu Gou's eyes went black, and at the same time he felt a strong and fierce palm wind attacking his chest. He hurriedly exhaled and shrank his chest, but it was too late. Hao Zhen's palm power was all imprinted on his chest. The man holding the Wu Gou felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He felt weak in his limbs and dizzy, as if he was drunk. He knew that his martial arts skills were all gone, and he had to rely on decades of internal strength to save his life. However, he had dozens of enemies in the martial arts world, and they all relied on this martial arts to save their lives. Now that his martial arts skills were gone, they were no longer afraid of him, and it was effortless to kill him. He suppressed the blood that was surging up and said, "Second brother, help me get revenge."
Su Fengzhen said coldly: "Brother Yin and Yang Twin Ape, you have done a lot of evil, disciple, you did the right thing, let them taste the taste of being slaughtered. You must know that we are defending the way, and every time we kill one of them, it is equivalent to saving many people."
Perhaps Hao Zhen's soul has inherited the tradition of Gong Gong and Xiang Yu's love of war and blood. Now Hao Zhen actually longs to see the desperate and fearful eyes of his opponents in the fight, and actually likes the strong smell of blood. He said excitedly: "Yes, Master's wife".
The other four people paused for a moment, exchanged glances, and huffed. The vendor was using a chain gun, the beautiful woman was using a Qingfeng sword, the other man eating scallion pancakes was using a meteor hammer, and the boy sitting on the ground crying was using a mountain-splitting axe. I really don't know where they got the weapons from. Chain guns, meteor hammers, mountain-splitting axes, and Qingfeng swords, either poking or smashing, or chopping or stabbing, all attacked Hao Zhen at the same time. The offense and defense were coordinated skillfully, attacking and defending, defending and attacking, almost impossible to get in. Hao Zhen, however, thrust left and right, squeezed out from the side of the axe and sword, waved his hand, and several things as thin as cow hair flew into the eyes of the four people. Under the sunlight, they exuded the unique magnificence of death.