outside the village
Sensing the fluctuation of vitality in the distance, Zhou Zhang frowned more and more, he paced back and forth a little restlessly, almost every second he might rush there. The humiliation Fang Jie gave him was too great for him to bear. A man's dignity seemed to be torn to pieces on the day he met Fang Jie.
In Penglai Sect, he is second only to Su Yang. Of the eight hundred disciples under his sect, which one was not respectful when they saw him? Even in Mu's residence, Mu Guangling would not be indifferent to him because his cultivation base was really profound. As for the three thousand disciples, they looked at him with admiration and awe.
If this enmity was not avenged by himself, it would be a pity after all.
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he could hardly bear to leave here several times. But when he thought that his future glory and wealth would be inseparable from the Mu Mansion, he forcefully forced himself to stay. Mu Xianjun said something very right, and when Su Yang mentioned it to him, he especially agreed with it. Mu Xianjun said that today's Mu Mansion is Mu Guangling's Mu Mansion, and tomorrow's Mu Mansion is Mu Xianjun's Mu Mansion. At that time, Zhou Changmei said to Su Yang, if Mu Mansion succeeds, then today's Mu Mansion is Mu Guangling's Mu Mansion, and tomorrow's world will be Mu Xianjun's world.
That's why he endured it.
When a person's status is high enough, the order of master and apprentice is actually meaningless. Su Yang is Mu Xianjun's master, and Zhou Changmei is Mu Xianjun's uncle, but in front of Mu Xianjun, the two of them are more like a pair of followers.
Zhou Changmei could feel that the vitality of the heavens and the earth flowed very regularly in the village, and he guessed that this was the third junior brother's confinement technique. If there is no confinement, the flow of heaven and earth vitality will be abnormally chaotic when the great practitioners fight. Now the vitality is running in one direction like a small river, which shows that everything is under the control of his third junior brother. Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved.
Fang Jie is indeed difficult to deal with, especially the invisible force that makes people hard to guard against. It is precisely because of this that Zhou Changmei's cultivation base was stronger than Fang Jie's but he lost face so much.
Just when he was restless, an unprecedented vigilance popped up in his heart suddenly, he turned around abruptly, punched behind him without looking at it!
The majestic inner strength smashed back like a raging wave, Zhou Changmei saw a black shadow swinging backwards in front of his own inner strength, but he was definitely not blown away by his own inner strength, but followed his own inner strength. Float back out. This kind of kung fu of borrowing strength, this black shadow has already used it with great proficiency!
"who!"
He snorted angrily.
In the distance, a farmer who looked very honest and honest walked over slowly, with a gentle smile on his face: "It's me, but you don't know me, and I don't intend to tell you, just to make you anxious..."
After a few seconds, he laughed twice, as if even his reaction was half a beat slow.
Zhou Zhang was worried in his brows, he didn't care what the origin of this person was, he rushed forward with his feet, and slammed his fist in the air, and the violent inner strength hit the farmer standing on the spot, immediately smashing the ground out for a radius A pit of several meters. However, Zhou Changmei knew that he definitely did not hit that person, because the moment the inner energy blasted down, the person actually floated to the side again with the strength of inner energy.
"who are you!"
Being able to avoid two moves under his hands is enough for Zhou Changmei to pay attention to. The first move was made by him under guard and with all his strength. The second trick was that he was angry and used his power, but the man avoided it unscathed, and it seemed that there was no pressure at all.
"I've told you that I won't tell you, but you still ask."
The farmer appeared more than ten meters away. He looked like a fallen leaf. He was taken away by the dust and smoke that Zhou Changmei hit the ground with before. Looking at him, he was thick and strong, but he didn't know how his body was so light. A gust of wind could It blows like he is flying off the ground.
"friend."
Zhou Changmei frowned and said: "Penglai Sect works here, you'd better avoid it, although I don't know your background, but it's better not to hurt your friendship."
"Penglai sect?"
The farmer shook his head: "I've never heard of it."
Zhou Changmei knew that this person came to find him on purpose, and he expected to be Fang Jie's subordinate, so he didn't bother to say anything, and pushed forward violently with both hands outstretched.
"Big waves wash the sand!"
The inner energy blasted out by these palms was like the rising tide of the sea. The waves were several meters high, and the sand and dust rolled up on the ground surged towards that person. This pose was created by Zhou Changmei when he was practicing on Penglai Island, watching the sea tide. The power of this exercise is so powerful that even Su Yang is full of praise.
This type of big wave washes the sand, sweeping a very wide range, there is no doubt that if the farmer is swept in by the waves, he will be doomed!
But what Zhou Changmei saw next left him dumbfounded!
Under such violent internal energy, the man could actually float up and down with the internal energy. The internal energy that could easily destroy a house was like a skateboard he was stepping on.
This picture is too weird!
Zhou Changmei's expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly remembered something.
…
…
"The Earth Cracks!"
Zhou Changmei yelled angrily, clasped his hands together, and then split them to both sides. The surging internal energy before suddenly turned downwards, and then suddenly separated. The huge tearing force forcefully tore a hole in the ground. The strength drilled into the crack like sea water pouring backwards, and sure enough, the farmer also fell into the crack with the inner strength.
Zhou Chang raised his eyebrows and clasped his hands together.
The crack that could fit a person suddenly closed!
But at the moment when the crack closed, as the inner strength in the crack was squeezed out, the farmer who had already fallen into the crack flew out lightly again. The scene was like a blowout torrent Holding a ball, no matter how violently it shakes, it always floats on it.
Many people would play a game when they were young, fold a piece of wheat straw, and then hold it in their mouth with their heads up. Put a soybean on the wheat straw. When they blow air, the soybean will float up and fall down without blowing. How many people spent their childhood in such boring but fun games. At this time, the farmer is the soybean.
Zhou Changmei's complexion changed again, he had vaguely guessed who that person was, and because of this, his complexion became more serious.
After contemplating for a moment, he suddenly withdrew the strength of his cultivation, and the farmer really floated towards him with his inner strength. Zhou Changmei was overjoyed when he saw this scene, and he suddenly increased his strength, and his inner strength moved towards him as if the tide was ebbing. He turned back, while the farmer kept stepping on the tide, floating with it.
Seeing that the farmer was about to return to Zhou Changmei with his inner strength, Zhou Changmei struck out with his right fist, his previous inner strength returned, and the inner strength of this punch rushed forward. quick! The farmer stepped on his inner strength and came over, it seemed that he couldn't avoid the punch no matter what.
However, in the next second, when the wind of the fist was about to touch the farmer's body, he stretched out his hand forward, and when he was about to touch the wind of the fist, his body turned suddenly, and the wind of the fist was attracted to circle around him After a circle, he slammed into Zhou Changmei fiercely!
Such a means of borrowing strength is incredible!
The distance was too close, and it took only a blink of an eye for the wind of this punch to turn back. Zhou Changmei was too late to avoid it, so he could only punch again, forcefully blocking the wind of his previous punch.
But to his horror, the wind of the second punch was diverted away by the man again, and the farmer turned around again, and the wind of the fist turned around obediently like a blindfolded donkey, and smashed again. To Zhou Changmei's face!
Zhou Changmei was shocked, he couldn't dodge the first punch, but the second punch came faster than the first punch, the two punches mixed together, with a kind of punch that even Zhou Changmei had to fear. power. At the critical moment, Zhou Changmei slammed her body backwards, barely dodging the fist wind.
But before he could heave a sigh of relief, the wave-like inner strength from before returned.
Click!
Zhou Changmei's legs were directly swept away by the big wave washing sand that he blasted out before, his knees couldn't bear the huge force, and they broke directly towards the back, the leg bones protruded from the muscles, and the white blood was still dripping. The big wave washing the sand was originally several meters high, but it was stepped on by the farmer and lowered it down a lot. If it hadn't been stepped on, he might have ruined his own life with this move.
but it's not over yet
The big waves washed away his legs and broke his legs. The farmer jumped down from his inner strength, stretched out his hands and pressed down, and rushed forward. The majestic inner strength followed behind his palms obediently and quickly Soon it condensed into a very solid sword of inner strength. The farmer turned his body back and opened his palms. The sword of inner strength pierced through the back of Zhou Changmei's heart fiercely, and then came out from the front of his chest.
These were all Zhou Changmei's own moves, whether it was the big wave washing the sand before or the two punches later, they were all his own. The farmer didn't show any inner strength from the beginning to the end. But it happened to be Zhou Changmei's own move, which was used by the farmer after washing the combination, and the power was much greater!
The inner energy penetrated through Zhou Changmei's chest, and blood flowed out of the blood hole as big as a bowl.
Zhou Changmei, who was kneeling on the ground, was unwilling to believe that the one who killed him was actually himself.
He looked down at the hole in his heart, and turned his head to look at the farmer behind him with great difficulty: "Are you known in the world as the one who doesn't shoot?"
"yes."
The farmer nodded.
"I used to… "
puff!
Zhou Changmei spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a wry smile: "When I heard your name, I wondered how you killed so many powerful opponents without taking action. This is a nonsensical thing... Now I finally understand, You can't make a move because you don't have any cultivation power at all, and all your offensives are borrowed from the enemy..."
"That's right."
The farmer slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's great, I won again... Every time I fight with people, I feel anxious. If it gets out that I don't have the power of cultivation, many people will kill me. The enemy only needs to hire a few strong and ordinary men, I'm afraid I can't stop it. Fortunately...all the people who knew my secret are dead."
A look of unwillingness flashed across Zhou Chang's eyebrows and eyes, and he spat out another big mouthful of blood, and then slowly fell forward.
The farmer looked at his corpse and shook his head: "It's better to fight as little as possible in the future. If someone sees through my tricks before I die, I won't live long..."
He murmured to himself, and then shouted into the distance: "Lady, I won the fight again, it's all right now, I don't need you to die with me!"
The charming young woman walked over with her plump buttocks twisted, and kissed the farmer hard on the face: "You know that my man is the best, and I will reward you again tomorrow!"
The farmer smirked, and then looked at the village: "I didn't expect that there were only four people here. The people in Mu's house are too ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth. Only this one was left outside. If I had known this, I wouldn't have said anything to you." If you are dead or alive, let's go into the village, or we won't even see the end of this fight."
The young woman nodded, took the farmer's arm, and the two walked into the village side by side.
Zhou Changmei, the second master of the Penglai Sect, just died aggrieved outside an unknown village, carrying his dream of prosperity and wealth, and never woke up again.