The height of the man is about 1.8 meters, which is not short. But compared to most of the top foreign boxing masters, his stature is really not tall. But the majestic momentum exuded by his powerful muscles made no master dare to underestimate him.

He stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and he was the only one in the huge courtyard, so quiet that only one or two insects could occasionally be heard.

The rockery garden in the yard, the small bridge and flowing water, are full of flowers. The breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing.

The moon is high in the night sky, the stars are twinkling, it should be a good night to enjoy the flowers and the moon, but you want to kill, of course, you may be killed.

Twenty-seven years ago, he had reached the peak strength of the middle stage of the Mountain Moving Realm. At that time, he met the first person in his life who could be called Master, because he did play the role of a Master and a Father.

As an orphan, what I saw with my eyes and heard with my ears since I was a child was ruthless. He has long since disbelieved in human feelings.

But after all, people are not plants and trees, and how can they be emotionless. That tall and mighty body left an indelible color in his dead life. Until now, it still often comes to mind.

He still remembers the scene when he met Master for the first time, still remembers the time when Master took him to see the mountains and seas in order to help him break through the mountain moving realm, still remembers the long talk that Master had with him all night to help him break through his state of mind, and still remembers how Master laughed and excited when he broke through the late stage of moving mountains.

He also thought of his brothers and friends, if they were brothers and friends, of the sharing of weal and woe between brothers, of the exchange of cups between brothers, these things had never been seen before by him. Thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Now, he has long become a traitor in their mouths, and has become the object of their spit, even in the past twenty years in the Nalan family, there are people gossiping about him behind his back.

But he doesn't care, it's not that he doesn't want to care, it's that he doesn't have to care. All this is just a passing scenery on the road of his life, and he is still the same person.

He didn't feel like he was doing anything wrong, because there was no concept of right and wrong in his world, and there was no need for right or wrong.

This is the old house of the Nalan family in the northeast, the courtyard of nearly 1,000 square meters is surrounded by shadowy pavilions, and the surrounding houses are brightly lit, but there is no light in the yard.

In the main hall due north, Nalan Wenruo sat in the center facing south and was flanked by his second son Nalan Zhenshan and third son Nalan Zhenhai. Around the old mansion, there are a large number of masters waiting for them. They, like the men in the yard, were waiting for a man to arrive.

"Father, will Jin Gang really come to die?" Nalan Zhenshan said lightly.

"He said he would come, and he would come. ”

"If you come, you can't let him go". Nalan Zhenhai smiled slightly.

"Since he came, he had no intention of leaving." Nalan Wenruo said leisurely.

Directly south of the courtyard, Nalan Zijian lay on the window lattice on the second floor, looking at the courtyard calmly. Ah Ying stood at his side, his body ready to go.

"Young master, it's obviously a death, why does he still have to come."

Nalan Zijian frowned slightly, and muttered: "Gao Chang didn't save Lu Chenlong when he saw death by Lu Chenlong's side back then, which was equivalent to indirectly killing Lu Chenlong. Old man Huang has choked him with this stalk in his heart for twenty years, and he can't hold it back."

Ah Ying Xiumei frowned slightly, and shook her head after a while, "I still don't understand, young master, don't you often say that it's better to die than to live."

Nalan Zijian glanced up at the moon in the sky, "Everyone in this world pursues fame and fortune, everyone pursues a better life, and it's really boring to be the same." It is precisely with people like Huang Jingang who are bent on death that the world is so wonderful and so angry."

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Zuoqiu sat on the sofa, cigarette after cigarette, and the whole living room was full of smoke.

The only way to avoid the eyes of the shadows, O mountain people, is to hide deeper than the shadows. Only by using Mr. Huang's death can the shadow sit down and watch the play with peace of mind, this scene can't be faked, only by making it believe that we are fighting for life and death, can we have the opportunity to find it out secretly.

Mountain people, if you want to blame you, blame me.

Zuoqiu looked at the comments on his phone, and looked at the avatar of the reader who had changed his nickname to 'Iryu Liangwan'. muttered: "I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise I will not be able to take the blame for my death."

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Huang Jingang looked at the hundred-year-old mansion from afar, and his heart was not shocked. He thought of the high-spirited scholar fifty years ago, without whom he would have died fifty years ago. He was a martial artist who didn't know any big truths, and the scholar told him a lot of truths, although he didn't understand most of the truths, it didn't prevent him from liking to listen to his reasoning. Even if he sat stupidly and listened to his nagging, he felt at peace in his heart. Now the scholar is lying in the col of Mazui Village, and he can no longer be heard to reason. But it doesn't matter, I'll be able to find him soon. When he came to Hades, he continued to hearken to him.

There is also that sloppy old god, who looks obscene and hateful, and the most hateful thing is that he is boastful and self-righteous, always thinking that he is the first in the world and does not take others in his eyes, even Lu Lao does not take it in his eyes. Looking back on him now, it's actually okay, not so annoying. Lu Lao is gone, and he is leaving, leaving him alone without even a bicker, thinking about him is actually quite pitiful.

There is also Huang Jiujin, his only relative in this world, his grandson. For pulling him in, he didn't feel too sorry for him, people are kind and righteous in the world, as the species of the old Huang family, they should have this kind of awareness. I just miss him very much, I haven't seen him for eight years, but unfortunately I will never see him again in this life.

There are also Lu Shanmin and Xiao Nizi, both of whom are children he watched grow up, and they are all good children.

Jin just took a deep breath, and the momentum on his body gradually climbed. "The world of young people needs you young people to fight after all, so let me, this old bone, light a fire for you first."

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Gao Chang looked up at the night sky, and the smile on his face gradually returned to indifference. There was an undisguised murderous aura faintly coming from the quiet night. He knew, he came.

A majestic voice came from outside the door, "Nalan Wenruo, the gold has just cleared the portal with a precious treasure."

As the voice sounded, everyone in the old mansion was like a great enemy.

The two old men in front of the door of the hall in the north were staring round, the breath on their bodies was unconsciously released, and their cuffs were swaying without wind.

Nalan Wen Ruowu nodded lightly in response, and said lightly: "Huang Jingang, the old man has never looked down on a martial artist in his life, and you are the only one." Sacrifice your life for righteousness, and tens of millions of people who read are not as good as you." As he spoke, he said to the two old men at the door: "Stay for a while, none of you are allowed to make a move."

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Nalan Zijian grinned, "A-Ying, take a good look, it's a rare peak showdown in life."

A-Ying subconsciously took a step closer to Nalan Zijian, concentrating and holding her breath.

Nalan Zijian smiled, "Don't be nervous, he's not here for me."

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There was a loud "boom", and the iron gate of the yard was kicked away by a huge force, breaking two trees in the yard and falling deep into the rockery.

A tall and mighty figure rushed from the darkness, and its swift and heavy steps shook the ground slightly.

There was no angry scolding of traitors, no roar of shouting and killing. Huang Jingang has always adhered to the style of being able to reason with his fists without using his mouth, and the tiger body went straight to Gaochang in the middle of the courtyard with a whistling wind.

A punch hit Gao Chang's abdomen, and he stepped back five meters and broke a wrist-thick tree in the yard.

With a punch, Gao Chang's chest was hit, and he retreated five meters back and collapsed the rockery in the yard.

A punch hit Gao Chang's forehead, and he stepped back five meters and smashed a pillar in the corridor.

Under the three punches, Gao Chang withdrew more than ten meters, leaving a little red on his forehead.

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"Young master, why didn't Gao Chang fight back"?

"One day as a teacher and a father for life, these three punches can be regarded as repaying Huang Jingang's teacher."

"Young master, if Lu Shanmin knew that Jin had just died in the Nalan family, I'm afraid he would hate you to death."

Nalan Zijian smiled bitterly, "It's not just as simple as hating death, from now on, I'm afraid it will never die."

Ah Ying's face was full of indifference, "Then he is looking for death by himself, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for Miss Biao to explain."

Nalan Zijian patted his forehead, "It's a headache, there's nothing more headache in this world."

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After three punches, Gao Chang rose from the ground, changing the decline just now, like a vigorous dragon soaring into the air, the whole body fell from the air, the arms were pulled back, and the fist was mixed with the whistling wind and smashed to the top of Huang Jingang's head.

Gold just burst out and smashed his fist into the sky.

"Bang"!

Gao Chang rolled over and landed in the air, and Huang Gang's fist had arrived again.

Gao Chang took root, did not block and dodge, and punched hard.

There was a muffled thud, and the two of them each took three steps back.

Then they each strode away, and at the same time jumped into the air, "bang", and two fists exploded in the air.

As soon as they landed, the two sides rushed again, one punching each other in the forehead.

Both of them took two steps back with their heads back, and instantly bounced their legs and advanced again.

Huang Gang made a move to open the mountain, and Gao Chang made a move to King Kong to support the top, and the two of them had the same boxing technique, both of which were used to the extreme. You don't need to rely on the changes of boxing to win, you can fight with force.

In the courtyard, the thumping of fists on the bodies of both sides was incessant.

Nalan Zhenshan said: "At the age of eighty, he can still be so brave, and he can still have the upper hand in the duel with Gao Chang, Huang Jingang is worthy of being the first person in foreign boxing today."

Nalan Wenruo's face was calm, "The most powerful weapon in the world is time, and he is just a reflection of the end of the strong crossbow." If the outer fist does not reach the Vajra realm, the hidden dangers of the body cannot be removed, and the harder he works now, the faster the hidden dangers will explode. If he can't take Gaochang within half an hour, he will definitely die."

"Bang", the huge fist smashed into Gao Chang's cheek, and a trace of blood flowed out along the corner of Gao Chang's mouth. This punch directly knocked him sideways four or five meters away, and he hit a rockery before stopping.

Gao Chang touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, and a cold smile appeared on his face, which looked particularly hideous in the moonlight.

"Master, you hate me so much"?

Huang Jingang didn't answer, his gray beard rippled in the breeze, his beard fluttered suddenly, and the whole person rushed again.

Gao Chang dodged sideways, and the rockery beside him slammed and broke off.

"Roar", Gao Chang punched out with both fists, and a move of King Kong broke the sea and hit Huang Jingang's abdomen.

Jin just snorted, took three steps back, and his eyes widened with rage. With a hint of pain on his face.

Gao Chang chuckled, "Master, you're old."

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The old god stick held a dry tobacco in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, and his brows were furrowed.

"Little Nizi, why do I feel a little distracted tonight."

Xiao Nizi reached out and touched the forehead of the old god stick. snatched the bottle from his hand with one hand.

"Grandpa, you've drunk too much."

If in the past, if the wine bottle was snatched, the old god stick would definitely jump high. But tonight he didn't even realize it, with a dry cigarette in his mouth and a confused look in his eyes.

Xiao Nizi stretched out her hand and shook it in front of the old god stick with some doubts, but the old god stick was still unconscious.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you today"?

"I don't know, I'm just panicking, hey, I don't know what happened to Old Man Huang."

"Do you miss Grandpa Huang"?

The old god stick didn't refute this time, and said lightly: "From the middle stage of the Waijia Fist into the mountain moving realm, the density of the body's muscles and bones will increase step by step, and to a certain extent, it will cause damage to the body, and it cannot be cured if it does not reach the legendary King Kong realm." Once he was old and full of injuries, Old Man Huang changed from a martial artist to a Langzhong in order to relieve the pain in his body over the years, and he survived until today under the relief of medicine. He's eighty years old, how long can he survive."

Xiao Nizi put her hands on her cheeks, in her impression, every time it was windy and rainy, Grandpa Huang's face would become iron-blue, when she was a child, she only thought that he had such an unsmiling expression, and later learned that he was enduring the pain in the muscles and joints of his body.

"Grandpa, are you worried that if Grandpa Huang is gone, no one will talk to you in the future."

"Hey, yes, we've pinched each other when we see each other all our lives, and now we can't see it and think about it. "If he does leave, he will be a little unaccustomed to it."

"Grandpa, don't worry, maybe Grandpa Huang has stepped into the King Kong Realm, and the pain on his body will be healed."

"Impossible," said the old god angrily. "I haven't even stepped into the Qi Transformation Realm, why can he step into the Vajra Realm."

As he spoke, he showed a touch of sadness on his face and muttered, "Old man Lu, is this what you want to see?"

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In the courtyard, rockeries have collapsed, trees have fallen to the ground, and the well-designed garden has been reduced to ruins.

Gold just tore through his shirt, revealing his bronzed rock-like muscles. Like a crazy big brown bear, he picked up a half-section of the rockery more than one person high and smashed it towards Gaochang.

Gao Chang was covered in blood, he knew that Huang Huang was strong, but he didn't expect him to be as strong as he was eighty years old. Burst into tears and smashed the rockery with a punch.

After the rockery was shattered, the gold just slammed into it like a god descending from the earth, and his shoulder hit Gao Chang's chest fiercely. Gao Chang snorted and withdrew wildly, picked up the bucket-thick tree trunk on the ground and smashed it at Huang Jingang.

Gold just burst with green tendons, and his hands clung to the trunk.

"Click", the trunk snapped.

The two of them each rushed forward with half of the tree trunk in their arms and smashed them into each other.

The gravel was flying in the yard, the branches were flying, and all the people who were watching unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat. The life-and-death duel between the top masters of foreign boxing is furious.

Nalan Zijian raised his hand to wipe his sweat, "It's too violent, it's too fucking violent."

A-Ying stared at the battle in the courtyard tightly, her fists clenched and gurgling. Such a top-notch martial arts battle is probably rare to see in today's era.

Huang Jingang's face was purple, he was sweating profusely, his limbs trembled slightly, and his whole body was like a sharp thorn / inserted into it, and the pain was unbearable.

Gao Chang wiped the blood from his face and said lightly: "Master, why do you bother? Lu Chenlong is your apprentice, and I am also your apprentice, why do you still favor one over the other today."

Huang Jingang's lips trembled, and his eyes were full of hatred. "Betraying the teacher is unfilial, betraying the master for glory and disloyalty, betraying his brother and being unjust, and not saving and being unkind when he sees death. You unkind, unrighteous, disloyal and unfilial person, heaven and earth will not tolerate it."

"Hahaha", Gao Chang looked up to the sky and laughed. "Master, I also want to be a person who is benevolent, righteous, loyal, and filial, but unfortunately my life is miserable. I don't have a good life like Lu Chenlong, and I was born to play a glorious and great image. ”

"Shut up!" Huang Jingang clenched his fists as hard as he could, even if it was just the simple action of clenching his fists, there was a pain all over his body. Attacking with all his might, the muscles and bones of the whole body have reached a critical point.

Gao Chang smiled and stepped forward, his fist spinning like a bullet.

There are many ways to defuse this punch in Huang Jingang's consciousness, but the pain in his body is difficult to obey.

"Bang", a duel between masters, a little slower is the line between life and death. Gao Chang punched him in the heart with the overwhelming force.

Immediately afterwards, Gaochang's stormy fist hit Huang Jingang, and Huang Jingang retreated one after another.

"Bang", a punch hit the door, Huang just gritted his teeth and trembled, and his face was bleeding.

Nalan Zijian, who was lying on the window lattice, got up slowly and shook his head helplessly. "Tiger is old, the hero's end is over".

"Ah Ying, Gao Chang is also not lightly injured, Jin has just died after a while, or you will kill Gao Chang, then I can explain a little to Lu Shanmin."

"Young Master, Gao Chang is his own family, and so many people in his family are watching."

Nalan Zijian smiled helplessly and waved his hand, "Forget it, it's just a joke with you."

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"Master, let the apprentice give you one last ride." As soon as the words fell, Gao Chang shouted, and his fist hit Huang Jingang's heart with the sound of the wind.

As soon as Jin snorted, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Bang bang 、、、", the yard resounded like a drum, and every time it sounded, it was a punch in the heart. The punch shattered the sternum through the muscles and shattered the heart.

The gold was just covered in blood, and although he was dead, he still stood like a high mountain, and a pair of tiger eyes were still glaring angrily.

In the sky, the moon was shining brightly, and suddenly it was cloudy, followed by thunder and torrential rain.

Gao Chang stretched out his hand to wipe Huang Gang's eyes. Slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Howling in the sky:

"Master go all the way"!

Nalan Zijian stretched his hand out of the window, the raindrops hit the palm of his hand, and he silently muttered in his heart, 'Go all the way'.

Zuoqiu picked up a night of sake and looked at the night sky, 'Go all the way'.

The old god didn't know why, his old eyes were blurred, and he muttered, "Go all the way."