Twenty years later, Lao Tzu not only did not die, but lived alive and vigorous, and came back to Binhai to take your dog's life!"

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a sturdy man with a leopard's head and eyes and an unusually fierce man standing on the edge of the stairs.

A long, narrow scar stretches from the corner of the right eye to the neck, which is very terrifying.

Wang Jisheng is good at scheming, not good at fighting bravely, but he is very good at lotus flowers.

So, he opened his arms and smiled sincerely:

"Cheng Longjian, it's been twenty years, you can't always live in the hatred of the past. How about this, I will hand over half of the industry in my hand to you, and how about we make a world in Binhai City together?"

Facing Wang Jisheng's invitation, Cheng Longjian sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly:

"Hehe, then I will kill all your wives and sons, and then talk about cooperation with you calmly, what do you think?"

"Cheng Longjian, this half of the property is more than 3 billion! I have already shown my greatest sincerity, don't force me!"

"Do you know how I've spent the past 20 years? I dream every night that my wife and children died tragically, and now you say that I forced you? Hahaha, Wang Jisheng, don't tell jokes!"

Cheng Longjian raised his right hand and touched the scar on his face, and bloodshot streaks gradually appeared on his eyeballs.

This is the hatred of killing a son and killing a wife!

It is said that it is not a common day, and it will not pass.

Wang Jisheng's face sank, he never thought that he could buy Cheng Longjian with benefits, and he was just trying to make himself die by luring him with profits.

Between him and Cheng Longjian, either you die or I die!

"Okay, good!" Wang Jisheng changed his previous attitude, applauded arrogantly, and said loudly:

"Cheng Longjian, since there is a way for you to live, you don't go. Then don't blame me for being spicy!Brother Luo, this guy will be handed over to you, whether he lives or dies!"

"Okay! Brother Wang is so bold, I, Luo Qiankun, haven't met a master for a long time, I hope this Cheng Longjian won't let me down!"

Luo Qiankun patted his chest, was arrogant, and let out a long roar:

"Drink—"

The muscles on his body suddenly tightened, and he actually shattered his shirt directly, revealing the toned body inside.

The muscular tendons and flesh bulged out like mountains and hills, and blood vessels clinged to the muscles like dragons and snakes.

Not to mention anything else, just the tendon meat of this body is much stronger than ordinary people.

He took a steady step, and the oak floor under his feet was shattered, and the momentum was terrifying.

Cheng Longjian glanced at Luo Qiankun, raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, shook it, and said contemptuously:

"Tut-tut, the early stage of internal strength? good, good. If you have this kind of cultivation in your forties, your martial arts talent is not weak. Still, it's a little bit worse!"

As he spoke, Cheng Longjian took off his shirt, and saw that the muscles of his whole body were extremely symmetrical, with ups and downs like continuous mountain peaks, and the most shocking thing was the scars on his body, dense and numerous!

It is said that a scar is a man's medal.

With so many scars, you can see how experienced you are in combat.

Luo Qiankun's eyes were cold, he shot first, exerted force on his toes, and attacked first.

"Split!"

I saw that his right hand turned into a fist, held it high in the air, his figure flashed, and he came to Cheng Longjian in a few breaths.

At the same time, between the lightning and flint, the palm fell, and the right palm like a thousand jun pulled out a gust of wind explosion!

"Empty—"

Seeing the other party's splitting palm coming straight to the door, Cheng Longjian's face was still as pale as water, his toes were a little bit, his figure retreated half a meter, raised his left arm, and blocked with his cross arm.

"Boom-"

Obviously, the two arms collided, but there was a muffled sound of metal impact.

Luo Qiankun once gained power, and he broke out the internal strength of his palm.

"Null-empty-"

Two internal energies erupted from the tip of the palm, directly slashing the more than 200 catties of Cheng Long's sword into an upside down.

"Luo Men Seal!"

Luo Qiankun was unforgiving, his eyes flashed, and he followed in an instant, chasing Cheng Longjian. Both hands changed various seals at the same time, and more than a dozen palm prints were blasted out in a row.

Cheng Longjian blocked them one by one with his arms, only defending and not attacking.

For a while, the entire second floor of the Baiyun Pavilion was almost completely destroyed by the crazy battle between the two.

All kinds of internal strength continue to escape, and the slightest contamination will crumble into slag.

"Master, that's it, that's it, use the master's peerless Luo Men seal to kill him!"

"Yes, Master's might!"

“......”

The disciples on the side saw Luo Qiankun chasing Cheng Longjian and fighting, they were so excited that they couldn't do it, they shouted and cheered one by one, and even Wang Jisheng was enthusiastic, scolding Cheng Longjian, excited.

Only Lin Feng glanced at the two sides as naïve as a baby fighting technique, and said coldly:

"Luo Qiankun, I'm going to lose. ”

"What? Mr. Lin, you said that Luo Qiankun was going to lose! How could it be! He was obviously ......" Wang Haiyang, who was beside him, couldn't help frowning when he heard Lin Feng's comment.

I just wanted to refute, but who expected that something would happen in the next second!

"Luo Men Yin, it's just an inferior martial art! Look at it carefully, this is my master's martial art—Collapse Fist!"

Cheng Long's sword and tiger body shook, broke away from Luo Qiankun's hand-to-hand entanglement, and with a loud shout, the strength of his whole body began to condense towards his arms.

"Oh no! he wants ......"

Luo Qiankun had just performed a stunt at the moment, and when he was overwhelmed, he was powerless to parry.

He could only widen his eyes as he watched as the other party blasted his right fist, which was full of energy, towards him.

"Could it be...... I'm Luo Qiankun...... Going to die here?"

"Boom-"

Luo Qiankun crossed his arms in front of him and took the punch hard.

He only felt as if his body had been hit by countless internal forces, his arms had been shattered when he touched the opponent's fists, and his internal organs felt like an earthquake, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

The sturdy body of more than 200 catties was directly blown away by this punch, and it dragged more than ten meters on the ground and hit the sofa before it stopped.

When his body stopped, Luo Qiankun no longer had the strength to get up again.

"Hehe, this is the number one martial artist in Binhai City? ”

"Ahem, ahem...... How is it possible, you are obviously at the peak of the innate realm, how can you ......"

Luo Qiankun spat blood from his mouth and spoke with difficulty.

"Innate peak? Hehe, Lao Tzu was the innate peak ten years ago! Now I am a master of internal strength!"

"Poof—"

As soon as he heard the opponent's martial arts realm, Luo Qiankun directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Underestimate the enemy!

If it weren't for the underestimation of the enemy, he would never have lost so completely, and even half his life was almost gone.

Seeing that the master was injured, Luo Qiankun's disciples were all full of blood, and more than a dozen people rushed forward together.

"Master, I'll avenge you! I don't believe it, we're brothers, and we can't beat one of them!"

"Brothers, let's go together!"

However, no matter how many of them are, they are just giving away people's heads.

How could Cheng Longjian, who was murderous, let them go, and directly punched out, pulling out a person's heart.

After that, the move is deadly, and the punches are fierce.

Within ten minutes, there were only four or five core disciples left with Luo Qiankun who were paralyzed on the ground panting.

Luo Qiankun gritted his teeth, blood leaked from the corners of his mouth, spit blood foam, and roared loudly:

"Cheng Longjian! I, Luo Qiankun, swear, if I don't die today, I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Cheng Longjian looked down at Luo Qiankun, who was paralyzed on the ground, and said with a light smile:

"Yes, you reminded me that the grass must be cut to the roots! ”

"One thousand and thirty-one, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? meaning...... You will be the thousandth and thirty-first person to die at my hands!"