The night before dawn is darkest and deepest.

At the beginning of April, the night was as cold as water, and from Xiao Huokou in Anshi, Zhou Hao also heard about Xu Haidong's residence.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was already white.

Looking at the five-story coastal single-family villa not far away, facing the sea breeze, Zhou Hao took a deep breath, was stunned for a while, and then his feet rose from the ground, and his figure was like a cannonball, bringing up the morning breeze, and rushed towards the single-family villa.

As the most powerful and energetic Xu Gang in Qingshi, outside the villa, four tall men in black suits stood outside the door like statues.

Seeing a hundred meters away, with a relaxed face, he walked slowly on the oil road, and the first person found Zhou Hao, and immediately took out a pistol from his arms, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Zhou Hao. "Stop!" shouted, "Stop!"

Looking at this villa built on the mountain closely, at this time, already bathed in the golden sunlight, Zhou Hao smiled and showed a smile to the four bodyguards thirty meters away.

The four of them were confused, and then the man with the pistol spoke again: "Boy, didn't you hear me! Stop, or I'll shoot!"

Zhou Hao's smile was even bigger, and in an instant, his face was hideous, and four stones popped out from the tips of his fingers.

Poof!

Burst!

Burst!

Four blood sprays spurted out of the chests of the four people one after another, as if bullets had passed through, and the four bodyguards fell to the ground in response, convulsing incessantly. To death, it is not clear who exactly is being faced.

Standing at the door, looking at the gilded gate, he said softly: "The number one boss in Qingshi? Hehe, after today, there will be no Xu Haidong in Qingshi!"

Sou!

Jumping high, he jumped directly over the magnificent gilded iron gate with a height of three meters, and landed heavily in the stone front yard behind the door.

When he stabilized his body, he strangely saw an old man, playing Tai Chi calmly.

In the huge front yard, there was no one in sight, only the old man, with long beard and short hair fluttering in the wind, indescribably elegant and natural.

However, seeing the old man, Zhou Hao was nervous and motionless.

After a long time, the old man put his legs together, slowly pressed down with his palms, and after exhaling a breath of turbidity, he whispered: "I can't imagine that you can survive that level of explosion." ”

Zhou Hao seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, the spiritual power in his body had been fully mobilized, and he looked at the old man who had already received his merits, and said indifferently: "Good punching." ”

Slowly opened his eyes, his hands behind his back, the old man in white looked at Zhou Hao with his eyes, as if he was looking at Zhou Hao, and as if he was not, he spoke again: "It seems that Zhuo'er has died under your hands." ”

Zhou Hao didn't answer this question, but asked rhetorically, "Where is my dad?" ”

The old man finally showed a smile on his face, his face was kind, but his voice was extremely cold: "If you win, I'll tell you." ”

Zhou Hao twitched his dough involuntarily. glanced at the entire villa, like a wild cat with fried hair, a sentence popped out from between his teeth, "You, want to die?"

The words of the two seemed to be inconsequential, but they knew each other well, the old man's face became gloomy, and his voice trembled slightly: "My name, Wu Fusheng." I have been living for more than 60 years, and I am honored by the Taoist as Wu Lao, and Zhuo'er is my closer, door, brother, and son!"

The last four words, high-spirited and frustrated, one word and one sound, it seemed extremely heavy, as soon as the words fell, Wu Lao's whole person's momentum skyrocketed, and the whole person turned into a white afterimage, his hand was a tiger's claw, and he only came to Zhou Hao's heart!

Jumping high, retreating into the air, after feeling the unbeatable momentum, Zhou Hao said disdainfully: "The peak of external strength?"

Let's go!

Let's go!

The two settled outside the villa, stepping on the sand outside the asphalt road, and looked at each other.

Also feeling the momentum deliberately condensed on Zhou Hao's body, Wu Lao frowned, and said in disbelief: "You are also the peak of external strength!"

Zhou Hao didn't reply, Wu Lao looked at Zhou Hao with both envy and regret after his hands, and said: "The twenty-one-year-old peak of external strength, the word genius, is not enough to describe your demonic talent, first kill Chao Buhua, and then kill Liu Yunbao's high-priced external strength peak Jing Yuanshan, Kong Fengchun behind Liu Tianxing......"

As he spoke, he looked at the silk thread wrapped around Zhou Hao's middle finger like a ring, and said with a smile: "It seems that Lao Chao's thousand threads are already on your hand." ”

He looked at Zhou Hao with two eyes that were about to breathe fire, as if he was going to kill Zhou Hao with his eyes, and continued: "At the age of twenty-one, you can retreat under the joint efforts of the Xuan Cultivator at the peak of Qi and the martial artist at the peak of external strength! It's terrifying! I'm really curious, with your current achievements, it's really hard to imagine that you will actually be a rootless and helpless casual cultivator!"

Zhou Hao didn't want to continue listening, so he snorted lightly: "Look for death!"

Wu Lao also shouted angrily, and his body exploded: "The vertical son is arrogant!"

Rumble!

The two fists collided together without any fancy, one or two people were the center, and a sound of air broke out, and a wave of qi exploded from the two fists around the center.

Blowing the clothes and long hair on the two of them, hunting.

Rumble!

Another fist, another muffled sound outside the door of the villa, as if a heavy hammer carrying a thousand powers, hard bombardment on the boulder, the sound bursting, endless!

With physical strength alone, a random punch by the two of them at this time is enough to kill a scalper!

In the field, the two of them collided again and again without any fancy, and they were divided and combined.

Although it is rare for a young man to cultivate to the peak of external strength at the age of twenty-one, it is not that there is no such young man in those gate valve families, and even Wu Fusheng has heard that among some wealthy families in the north, there are children of their disciples who have stepped into the peak of external strength at the age of sixteen, and they are only one step away from stepping into the internal strength that countless martial artists dream of!

That young man, known as a rare peerless genius in five hundred years, if he hadn't been killed by someone when he was an adult, there would definitely be a place for him in today's Chinese martial arts world!

"Geniuses are often lonely and arrogant, and they don't take the heroes of the world in their eyes, so they end up killing themselves! But all geniuses are extremely talented, and they can be diligent in their cultivation every day, but for the application and understanding of the exercises, and the analysis and grasp of the situation in actual combat, they can't be compared with the old man who has been immersed in martial arts for countless years, but this kid in front of him!!"

Wu Fusheng, who had not met such an opponent for a long time, was shocked in his heart: Cultivation is one thing, that just means that you have that potential, and true lethality is another thing! Even if you start cultivating from your mother's womb, it is impossible to have such a watertight body and such a strong and fierce fist and kick!

How did this kid cultivate!

Wu Fusheng was unwilling in his heart, he practiced Sanfu in summer, Sanjiu in winter, and worked hard to temper his body for decades, so that he has this physique, and has gone through several battles of life and death, countless nights of hard thinking and meditation, and weighing words and sentences in the exercises, so that he has today's achievements!

Only then does it have the strength to dominate one side at the moment!

But right now, this young man is young, why?

For a moment, the whole heart was like a rootless duckweed being dragged up and down on the stormy sea.

As for Zhou Hao, because the two thunderbolts still have dark wounds, his strength has only recovered thirty percent, although he has the support of spiritual power and the assistance of the divine talisman, he is still a little powerless.

is different from Chao Buhua, and it is also different from that Jingyuan Mountain, although the three of them are all at the peak of external strength, even if they are at their peak, Wu Fusheng in front of them is the most tricky for Zhou Hao!

But today this man will be killed!

The speed of the two is getting faster and faster, and the sound of collision of different degrees of light and severity is getting denser and denser. The reef beach is full of potholes.

On the second floor of the villa, Xu Haidong, who looked heavy, looked at the two figures in the distance. It seemed that a needle had pierced deep into the heart, and the bones and fingers of both hands were white, and they pressed against the mahogany fence on the balcony.

His eyes were full of surprise and annoyance, but more than that, he was afraid of Wu Lao's defeat! He had never been so provoked by others, although Xu Haidong had a thousand words in his stomach at this time, he could only grit his teeth and sigh helplessly: "This Zhou Hao!"

Rumble!

Suddenly, Xu Haidong's eyes were raised, showing a touch of joy. It's fleeting, and it shows a hint of regret.

I saw Wu Lao punch out, right in Zhou Hao's chest, the latter, like a cannonball, was blasted out of a distance of more than ten meters, if it wasn't for the two heel fights in mid-air, grabbing a few reefs with his hands, maybe he would be directly bombarded into the sea by this punch.

The more he fought, the more suspicion flashed in Wu Lao's heart.

In terms of strength, this kid in front of him is slightly inferior to himself, but in terms of speed, he has steadily overpowered himself, and in terms of overall strength, he is on par with himself!

Who the hell is standing behind this kid!

It is impossible for a twenty-one-year-old young man to have such a level of actual combat, no matter how talented you are, it will never be possible!

In his heart, Wu Fusheng, who was faintly a little anxious, subconsciously turned his head to look at Xu Haidong on the second floor of the villa in the distance, his eyes were full of complexity.

It's just that the strangeness in my heart, with the waves crashing on the reef not far away, disappear without a trace in an instant, even if you have a background and a backer, so what!

Today, you too must die!

After galloping north and south of the river for several years, and finally hibernating in Qingshi, Wu Fusheng was arrogant in his heart, since he came!

Far away, and because it was too far away, Xu Haidong, as an ordinary person, couldn't see the meaning contained in Wu Lao's eyes.

Feeling the burning pain in his chest, Zhou Hao patted the sand, straightened up, looked at Wu Fusheng who was standing with his hands in his hands, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and caught a glimpse of Xu Haidong who appeared on the balcony on the second floor of the villa out of the corner of his eye.

The golden morning light sprinkled on Zhou Hao's face, the whole sky was blue, indescribably beautiful, and the sound of the waves poured into his limbs with the sea breeze, but at this time, Zhou Hao did not have the heart to enjoy the unique beauty, his injuries had not healed, and the spiritual power in his body was limited, so he must not fight for a long time.

The reason why he spent so much physical strength just now, and even did not hesitate to mobilize his spiritual power to fight hard with Wu Lao in front of him, was that Kong Fengchun's two thunderbolts made Zhou Hao jealous.

I'm afraid that the old boy in front of him, who has not yet shown his weapon, will have any backhand!

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Hao couldn't care so much, the longer the time dragged on, the more dangerous he became, and his father, who was very likely to be in the villa, would be more dangerous with time!

Standing still, Zhou Hao thought of a perfect strategy, at the moment, the only way to kill the old boy in front of him with the power of thunder, and at the same time to control Xu Haidong on the second floor in the distance, only in this way can there be a glimmer of hope to save his father's life!

Looking at Wu Fusheng, Zhou Hao looked to the left and said, "I'm curious, since you already know the thousand silk threads that Chao Buhua has, then what is your weapon?"

Wu Fusheng, who was also happy to delay time, smiled and said, "Martial artist, the biggest weapon is yourself. ”

The words are full of pride.

This may seem conceited, but there is some truth in it.

Zhou Hao, who smoothed out his breath, had stabilized the breath in his body, and he had a plan in his mind, and then stepped on the ground suddenly, clasped his hands together, and his fingers flew like a shadow!

Looking at the ten fingers of Zhou Hao's hands changing shapes, Wu Fusheng suddenly felt that the mountains shook for a while, and his eyes were about to crack: "Who are you!"