When I was full of surprise, I had already broken through the door with a hole the size of a washbasin, and suddenly I was hit again from the outside.
With a muffled bang, another hole in the door suddenly broke. What is even more surprising is that the hole in the door was obviously smashed out with a fist. I can even see the opponent retract his fist from the hole in the door.
My heart, liver, spleen and lungs shrank into a ball in an instant. I never thought that there would be people with such strong fists in this world. A fist smashes such a heavy door directly out of the hole. If it falls on a person, who can stand it
The opponent withdrew his fist from the hole in the door, and then hit the door with another punch, hitting the door one after another. The holes in the door gradually joined together, turning into a big hole that can be passed through.
The people of Jin Yutang had already stood behind the gate, everyone looked at each other, knowing that this time the top master came.
I vaguely felt bad in my heart. These days, people have been patrolling outside the main hall day and night, but now the door is smashed by people and there is no one to stop it. This can only show that the people who stayed outside the main hall are definitely not lucky enough.
Immediately afterwards, I saw an old man slowly approaching from the doorway. The old man couldn't say how old he was. He was very low, fat, and round, like a ball.
His face was shiny and red, and all the hair on his head fell out. Under the sparse eyebrows, a pair of eyes are as bright as copper bells.
Undoubtedly, it was this low, fat old man who smashed the door with his fist outside.
The ills in my heart are getting worse and worse. I have worried before that none of the old guys from the Universe Dao have come out, that is, Zhao Longyue, who has already made people messy. If the real masters come to help, Jin Yutang will definitely be more strenuous.
The people in Jin Yutang are all based on Mr. Wu. Seeing this low fat old man walk in through the door step by step, everyone did not speak, waiting for Mr. Wu to speak first.
"We just want to make a deal with you, to exchange your back corpse picture, an ancient picture, you rely on this for how many years of gold, you have made a lot of money, or do not want to let it go?" The old man walked up to the crowd, stopped, and said slowly: "If you don’t agree with good words, you have to do it. I heard that there is a master in Jin Yutang. In my whole life, I like to learn from the master, so I made a special trip. Came here from outside, wanting to see and see."
The fat old man's words were already very clear, and this was indeed the helper Zhao Longyue called from outside. Moreover, as soon as this fat old man showed up, he gave everyone a disarm.
"Since it’s a deal, I’ll pay attention to the picture of the corpse. It’s really just an ancient picture, handed down from our ancestors. We don’t want to be a prodigal and sell our ancestor’s property." Mr. Wu must know the meaning of the fat old man. Neither overbearing nor overbearing said: "Dare to ask, your surname Gao?"
"What is my surname? It's useless if you know it." The fat old man stood on the spot with his hands on his back and slightly tilted his head up, and said: "Come here today, just ask one more question, the corpse picture, you can't hand it over? If it is handed in, the previous matter has been cancelled, and I will give you some benefits. If you do not hand it in, then there is no other way."
This fat old man looks ugly, but I can faintly sense the powerful aura emanating from his body.
interest.
"The corpse picture is an ancestral object. No matter what we exchange for, we will not cut love." Mr. Wu can naturally see that this fat old man is not easy to deal with, but it is a matter of Jin Yutang's face and survival. Concession in half.
"It looks like you are the master of Jin Yutang?" The fat old man stared at Mr. Wu and said, "Then learn and teach, how tall are you as a master."
"Stop talking big words here!" Hu Sanye yelled loudly before Mr. Wu: "Do you have any other skills besides engaging in some scheming tricks?"
"Conspiracy?" The fat old man raised his fist lightly and said: "With this fist, I will fight Jin Yutang!"
"What a big breath!" Hu Sanye's temperament has always been very irritable. He was born in kung fu, and he certainly doesn't understand the number of Gu poison techniques. When I heard that this fat old man simply used his skills to challenge Jin Yutang, Hu San The master couldn't bear it anymore, and before Mr. Five could speak, he rushed over.
Mr. Wu wanted to stop, but he was a step late. Hu Sanye's sturdy body galloped up, but the fat old man didn't even move. When he was about to rush to the front, the fat old man suddenly moved. .
The short, fat old man moved, as if a violent rainstorm was thrown on the ground, his fist struck out, the speed is amazing, and the strength is amazing. The sound of breaking through the air from my fist can be heard clearly when standing here.
Everyone was stunned. The fat old man’s punch seemed like a stormy sea. Sanye Hu's kung fu was very good, and he was strong and strong, but in front of the fist of the fat old man, Sanye Hu was whole. It's like a leaf in a squally wind, flying back upside down by a punch.
His body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground. When everyone rushed to help Sanye Hu, the bones in Sanye Hu's chest obviously cracked, and he opened his mouth and even vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
I took a sigh of relief. This fat old man is really extraordinary. The hand he showed is enough to demonstrate his shocking power.
This kind of effort, let alone Hu Sanye, seems to me that even if my master is resurrected and reborn, I can't beat the fat old man.
"Kuang Lan Fist!!!" Mr. Wu is usually calm and calm, and he is not in chaos. Even when Zhao Long Yuekui attacked him last time, he still remained calm and calm when the danger was all around him. But seeing the punch of the fat old man, Mr. Wu's complexion suddenly changed, and he blurted out, "Wan Kun!?"
"Sure enough, you still have a bit of clairvoyance and vision. You haven't been here for many years, and there are still people who recognize Kuanglan Fist." The fat old man smiled, closed his fist and said, "How about it? Will you give me the picture of the corpse now?" "
I just feel that my scalp is tingling faintly. No wonder this fat old man is so powerful and so big that he dared to smash through the gate of Jin Yutang single-handedly and rush in. It turns out that he is Wankun, one of the three giants of Qiankun Dao.
Qiankun Dao is far in the sky. I have only heard about Qiankun Dao in the past, and this is the first time I have seen a leading figure like Qiankun Dao. Seeing is better than hearing, this Wankun, a set of Kuanglan Fist sweeping Lingnan, really is the master of the school.
At this moment, another thought came into my heart. At this point, no matter how stupid I am, I can guess that Yaoyue must also be a person of Qian Kun Dao.
"Back of the corpse
, Is an ancestral thing, future generations like us, must not be self-judgmental. "Mr. Five was unmoved and flatly refused.
"Then there is nothing to say, Jin Yutang regards you as the mainstay, so let's take you first."
Wan Kun was very decisive. He asked Mr. Wu twice, but was rejected by Mr. Wu. Wan Kun stopped waiting. As soon as his short and chubby body moved, his figure resembling a flying meteor, he flashed in front of Mr. Wu.
Although there are many people in Jin Yutang, there is really no way to deal with this situation. It is like a tiger rushing into the flock. No matter how many sheep, it can't stop the tiger's power.
Wan Kun only used his fist to confront the enemy. After he rushed over, he struck him with a punch, and he seemed to set off a wave of anger in front of him. Mr. Wu parried, he was immediately repelled several steps.
I'm someone who has practiced Kung Fu anyway. I can see that Wan Kun's Kung Fu is nothing fancy, simple and simple, returning to the basics. It is the so-called breaking ten directions with one force. In front of absolute power, what kind of fancy stuff. It doesn't work.
I feel bad, Wan Kun and Mr. Wu only fought with one move, but the strength of the two has actually been separated. Mr. Wu is not Wan Kun’s opponent.
In Jinyutang, the most capable person is Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu is not Wankun’s opponent. Who can turn the tide today? My mind turned quickly, and I complained endlessly. Wan Kun was a super master. Now even if all the friends I know, such as Mu Jiu and Yang Lei, are here, they are definitely no match for Wan Kun.
Moreover, now only Wan Kun showed up alone, and those Zhao Longyue might still be hiding in the dark. When a powerful enemy attacked, Jin Yutang would be in danger.
I was very uneasy in my heart, so I couldn't help but want to ask Fang Tian to see what she had planned. What if Jin Yutang really can't hold it anymore.
In my opinion, although the image of the corpse back is important, it is something outside the body after all. For this painting, it would not be cost-effective to take so many lives. In fact, I want to persuade Fang Tian to make her a last resort, it is important to save her life.
I hurriedly looked behind me, but when I turned around, I found that Fang Tian, who was standing behind, was gone.
I don't know where she went. I hurriedly searched behind the crowd. However, I couldn't find Fang Tian.
At this moment, Fang Tian has disappeared. I really don't know where she has been. Moreover, at the time of the enemy, I am afraid that she will have an accident.
I hurriedly asked someone to ask, but just now Wan Kun killed him, and his opponents Hu Sanye and Mr. Wu, everyone's attention was all attracted, and no one knew Fang Tian's whereabouts.
I felt more and more uneasy, got up and looked for another circle behind the crowd, but still couldn't find Fang Tian. I was so worried, I couldn't help but looked towards the courtyard walls on all sides, I was afraid that Fang Tian would fall into the hands of the enemy.
As I looked around and searched for it, the battle group's victory or defeat was already divided, but within a few rounds, Mr. Wu was forced to retreat by Wan Kun, and the people around him simply helped in this kind of master showdown. Nothing busy.
Wan Kun’s fist was as fierce as a frenzy, and as fast as lightning. Mr. Wu couldn’t escape it. He bit his head and took a punch. This punch directly knocked Mr. Wu back, and waited until he could barely stand firm. At that time, like Hu Sanye, he opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.
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