Wang Xiaofeng led everyone to the pavilion in the Wangjiang Lake.

This pavilion is the size of a basketball court, and there is only one path leading directly into the pavilion.

"It seems that your opponent chose here because he was afraid that you would find a helper to besiege him, so he could jump into the water and escape at any time. Zhen Weiwu looked around and said.

"Hahaha, there are so many of us, can we still let him escape?" Wang Xiaofeng laughed.

"That's natural, but be careful. Zhen Weiwu nodded, but the smug look on his face could not be concealed.

After walking sideways in the Jiangcheng martial arts world for more than ten years, he has long developed a sense of complacency, coupled with the scarcity of innate martial artists in Jiangcheng, the hall masters of several major sects do not show up often, and other innate martial artists have not seen a few, so how can they be afraid of an innate martial artist who suddenly appears.

Chen Mo did not go to the pavilion with Wang Xiaofeng and others, he set up a stove by the lake and made tea alone, at this time the rivers and lakes were silent, and occasionally heard the cries of a few frogs.

Chen Mo sat by the lake, drinking tea, looking at the night by the lake, and couldn't help nodding slightly, the pavilion in the center of the lake was quite meaningful, but the people in the pavilion spoiled the scenery.

When it was midnight, when Wang Xiaofeng and the others were a little impatient, Zhen Weiwu, who was sitting in the pavilion, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's coming!." ”

I saw a sudden exclamation by the lake, and then a series of crackling fights, mixed with a few gunshots, but soon these disappeared, and everyone in the pavilion couldn't help but look in the direction of the gunshots.

A man in black walked slowly towards Wangjiang Pavilion, his steps were steady, calm and calm.

Wang Xiaofeng's throat was a little dry, but there were more than a dozen brothers in ambush by the lake, all of them were elites who could fight and resist, and a few of them were also equipped with pistols, and they were found out and killed so quickly?

He found that he really underestimated Ji Tiancheng's strength.

However, Chen Mo, who was by the lake, found that more than 100 meters away, there was an old man standing looking at the Wangjiang Pavilion.

The old man didn't seem to notice Chen Mo drinking tea by the lake.

"Interesting, this old man turned out to be a fake Dan monk. The divine sense probed the old man's cultivation, and Chen Mo was also taken aback.

"What's the matter, Brother Feng, shouldn't you be happy when you see an old friend, why are you sad face?" Ji Tiancheng Shi Shiran walked over, regardless of the reactions of Wang Xiaofeng and the others, he sat on the bench opposite the few people, and looked at Wang Xiaofeng with a smile.

Wang Xiaofeng is also a figure in Jiangcheng, and he was shocked in his heart under strong pressure: "Ji Tiancheng, don't think that I am afraid of you after learning a little bit of internal kung fu." ”

Then the conversation changed and tried to reconcile:

"Can't we just sit down and talk?"

"Yes, give me all your assets, and get out of Jiangcheng. Ji Tiancheng sneered.

"So, there's no talk about it?" Wang Xiaofeng said in a deep voice.

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want by becoming an innate martial artist. ”

"Oh, do you also know the innate martial arts?" Ji Tiancheng couldn't help but glance at Wang Xiaofeng, and snorted coldly: "Since you know that I am an innate martial artist, then you still dare to come to send me to death? ”

"Haha, do you think you're the only one who is an innate martial artist?" Wang Xiaofeng looked up to the sky and laughed, he slammed the table and said, "Master Zhen, I'm going to bother you to make a move today." ”

Zhen Weiwu bowed his head slightly, and said to the young man standing next to him: "Taishan, you go and try him." ”

A young man in a white practice uniform next to him nodded, walked up to Ji Tiancheng, and put on a gesture of invitation after clenching his fists.

"Taishan is my eldest disciple, he has been with me for more than ten years, his cultivation has reached the acquired consummation, it is not a problem to clean up the ordinary innate martial artist, there are few opponents in Jiangcheng, it is not a problem to come and clean him up. Zhen Weiwu said confidently.

It's not that he is conceited, his big disciple is a martial arts wizard, and in time, I'm afraid that he won't be an opponent.

"Hehe, you're going to let this kid die?" Ji Tiancheng smiled contemptuously, looked at Taishan for a few seconds, and then said: "It's just a matter of the day after tomorrow, and you dare to provoke me?" ”

"Look for death. "The young man is already strong-blooded, and he practices martial arts every day, how can he stand such ridicule.

The figure moved suddenly, and it had already rushed over.

I saw that the figure on the field was about to be separated, and then a white figure flew out upside down and smashed on the stone pillar in the pavilion, the force was so great that the entire Wangjiang Pavilion trembled.

"Taishan!" As early as when the two came into contact, Zhen Weiwu's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but call out.

At this time, everyone saw that the one who flew out was Mount Tai.

There was a fist mark on Taishan's chest, which was deeply dented, and the whole person was slumped on the ground, like a mess of mud.

"Your baby apprentice isn't dead yet, it's your turn next. Ji Tiancheng grinned, pointed at Zhen Weiwu, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

Zhen Weiwu felt a chill in his heart, he had long lost his initial self-confidence, Taishan was the strongest among his disciples, even if he couldn't easily defeat him, but he couldn't even take Ji Tiancheng's punch, so wouldn't his kung fu be much higher than himself?

But at this time, there is no choice but to bite the bullet.

Zhen Weiwu slowly stood up, walked in front of Ji Tiancheng under the expectant gaze of all the disciples, and hugged his fists and said:

"Under is the owner of the Jiangcheng Weiwu Martial Arts Hall, Wang Baquan Zhen is mighty, I don't know where my brother is taught. ”

"Don't talk about these useless, my master is in Jiangcheng, you don't know if you say it, you don't deserve to know, don't talk nonsense, let's come and die." Ji Tiancheng said coldly.

"Hmph, boy, you're too arrogant. Even if he knew that he was invincible, Zhen Weiwu couldn't help but be enraged, and rushed forward with his true qi, and directly used Wang Ba Fist.

Smack~bang~knock~

The two fought seven or eight times in an instant, and everyone could only see two black shadows fighting together in the pavilion, every punch and kick brought a whistling wind, and wherever they fought, everyone dodged, for fear of hurting themselves by mistake.

"This is an innate martial artist? Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in his heart.

He only now knew that he was sitting in the well and watching the sky, and he originally thought that his skills were also among the best in Jiangcheng, but he didn't know if there were many people who could pinch him to death with one hand.

He thought like this in his heart, praying that Zhen Weiwu could win, if he could win, he really didn't want to bother Chen Mo to do it.

only heard a "bang", and the figures in the field suddenly divided, one person stood in place, and one person took seven or eight steps backwards, and his figure was shaky.

Everyone looked at it, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and the person who retreated was Zhen Weiwu.

Zhen Weiwu's body trembled, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile:

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to be a master of the middle congenital stage, and I underestimated Your Excellency. ”

Ji Tiancheng just gasped slightly, obviously he didn't use all his strength in the fight just now, and looked at Zhen Weiwu and said proudly:

A few years ago, I had the honor of worshipping under a half-step martial arts real person, listening to his old man's guidance, and fighting to raise the war, so that I could reach the realm of the middle innate stage so quickly. ”

"Hey, half-step real people? I see, I didn't lose unjustly!. Hearing that Ji Tiancheng's master turned out to be a half-step real person, Zhen Weiwu's face changed, and then he let out a long sigh.

At this time, the hearts of Wang Xiaofeng and the others fell into the bottomless abyss, and when they saw Ji Tiancheng looking over, Wang Xiaofeng's dog legs hurriedly took out their pistols.

A few people just took out their pistols, and before they could shoot, they saw that Ji Tiancheng grabbed the chopsticks placed on the table violently, shot out, and inserted them into the hands of several people.

"Ahhh

Hearing a scream, the guns in the hands of several people fell to the ground in unison, with a wooden chopstick with a thick finger in their hands, and they could only hold their wrists and cry out in pain.

From Ji Tiancheng's appearance to the present, it has only been more than ten minutes, Wang Xiaofeng's injuries are injured, disabled, and only Chen Mo who is sitting by the lake drinking tea is left.

But Ji Tiancheng didn't find Chen Mo by the lake, he walked towards Wang Xiaofeng step by step.

At this time, Wang Xiaofeng's face was like ashes, did he really want the master to make a move today?

"Ji Tiancheng, how much money do you want, you say. Wang Xiaofeng looked at Ji Tiancheng and said coldly.

"How much is it, do you think I will be able to value your little property?" Ji Tiancheng did not stop at all.

Wang Xiaofeng's first dog leg blocked in front of him, and was thrown directly behind him by Ji Tiancheng, lying on the ground and unable to get up.

"I've been in other provinces for so many years, and I have several times more assets than you, Wang Xiaofeng, what do you think I'm coming back for this time? Ji Tiancheng walked up to Wang Xiaofeng, poked Wang Xiaofeng's chest with his hand, and said with a smile.

"Ji Tiancheng, don't think that the mid-congenital stage is very remarkable, my master is a master of the late congenital stage, and my master will definitely not let you go. ”

"The late congenital stage? It's so powerful, I'm so scared. Ji Tiancheng said.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you don't know the horror of a half-step real person!" Ji Tiancheng laughed proudly, "Although the late congenital stage can deal with me, my master kills the late congenital stage like killing a chicken." ”

Looking at Wang Xiaofeng, who used to chase him like a lost dog, and now he is like an ordinary child in front of him, Ji Tiancheng only feels that the depression that has been held in his heart for several years has disappeared.

Zhen Weiwu hugged his chest, stood in place and couldn't advance or retreat, sighing in his heart: What a miscalculation, losing all the games, and actually provoking a half-step real person's apprentice for Wang Xiaofeng.

At this time, the old man who was by the lake suddenly walked towards the Wangjiang Pavilion.

walked up to Zhen Weiwu and said to him, "You are very good!"

At this time, Chen Mo by the lake put down the tea set and said to the pavilion: "Is a half-step real person very awesome? I said Ji Tiancheng, you also think too highly of this old man, right?"

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