Chu Yun looked at Bai Mei coldly and angrily, and roared in a low voice: "You killed my master~!"

"Not bad~. Bai Mei smiled and nodded, "I will not only kill your master~, but also kill you~!" Bai Mei hid one hand at his waist, and there was a soft steel sword there.

"Hehe~!" Chu Yun only felt that at this moment, the anger in his heart was soaring, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and he was about to devour himself alive.

He grabbed the void with his five fingers, and the muscles of his arms burst out, and the green tendons were like earthworms, and the steel bars of his arms were like them.

At this moment, Chu Yun's whole person was like a burning high-temperature fireball, and his breath made people feel extremely terrifying. But how can the white-eyed old man be good at stubble~? The breath on his body makes people feel even more suffocated.

Bai Mei is a figure as famous as Zhao Shanhe, who can assassinate Zhao Shanhe once and kill Zhao Shanhe in two raids, which shows the viciousness of his methods and his profound martial arts.

Bai Mei's face turned cold, and the image of a kind old man with gray hair suddenly changed, as if it was Bai Impermanence from the Netherworld, asking for his life at any time.

His palm jerked, and in an instant, the wind moved with him, and with a move, the white snake spat out the letter, extremely vicious, and took the lead in quickly pounced towards Chu Yun.

Chu Yun asked himself that his speed was already fast, the reason why Zhao Shanhe was willing to accept him as a disciple was because of his sensitivity.

I didn't expect this old man to be a point faster than him. He used Baguazhang, but it was dozens of times stronger than Han Meng's Tongbei Fist.

Compared with the white-eyed old Baguazhang, Han Meng's boxing skills are ridiculous like a little doll's toddler.

The huge crisis shrouded him, Chu Yun suddenly stomped forward, and with one move, he stepped forward with a move to support the hammer. Stomping and stomping again, the sound of "dong dong~" exploded, and his arms were like iron rods, fiercely facing his white eyebrows and palms.

"Bang Bang~!"

The palms of the two collided continuously, and the huge impact force caused Chu Yun's body to retreat. In the end, he was directly pierced by Bai Mei, beaten upside down and flew out, collapsing the marching bed.

Chu Yun experienced the taste of a true master for the first time, and the other party's mastery and flexible application of martial arts routines were simply like a stormy style of play, with the same changes as the stars.

The pain spread rapidly from the chest, invaded the internal organs, and turned the river and the sea.

"Ah~!" Chu Yun roared, and saw the cold corpse of the master on one side.

Zhao Shanhe lay on the ground quietly, his body temperature was getting colder, his complexion was pale, and Chu Yun's tears couldn't help but "brush~" welling up.

The person with a smiling voice and a smile on his face, a drunken body with a clear mind, he can no longer open his eyes to look at him, he can no longer give him earnest teachings, and he can no longer scold him for being stupid.

That person, he's dead~!he's dead~!ahh

And the person who killed him is right in front of him at this moment~!ahhhhh

Grief and indignation, a wave of energy surged up in an instant, forcibly suppressing the sharp pain.

A carp jumped up, and Chu Yun stomped his feet lightly and landed steadily. With his waist and back, his waist is like a javelin, and his body is full of strength that does not admit defeat.

"Heh~!" Bai Mei rolled up his sleeves and smiled coldly, "Your bones are quite hard~, like Zhao Shanhe~, worthy of being a master and apprentice~." ”

"Shut up~!" Chu Yun scolded angrily, "You are not worthy of saying my master's name~, I will kill you~, kill you~, avenge my master~!"

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers~, you have a bit of courage~, come on~!Let me teach you how to be a man~!" Bai Mei beckoned, still a white snake spit out a letter, his eyes were full of disdain. Looks like he's going to use this trick from beginning to end.

Chu Yun spat on the ground fiercely, wiped the sweat from his forehead and the tears on his face, and roared, like a tiger cub, he pounced viciously.

He threw his fists desperately, crashing, shaking, sudden, striking, and attacking, all the skills he had learned were brought to the extreme at this moment. He used all his strength, roaring, smashing, desperate to send the man in front of him to the Yellow Spring.

At this moment, he had forgotten the law and only wanted revenge.

However, Bai Mei was a martial arts master after all, just a magic white snake spit out a letter, and his palm was like a shuttle, easily interspersed in Chu Yun's fist shadow, repelling him again and again, leaving a purple mark on his body.

"Bang~!"

Chu Yun slammed into the wall, and the windowsill trembled violently.

"Smack~!"

He was slashed in the shoulder with a palm, and suddenly his neck hurt sharply, and there was a gold star in front of him.

"Whew~!"

He watched the other party's palm knife cut quickly, but he couldn't avoid it, he was directly split out of the door, wiped the cement floor with a high temperature of 40 degrees, and rolled out more than ten meters away.

"Hmph~!Waste~!" Bai Mei stepped out of the door quickly, and said with a sneer, "Zhao Shanhe is also a famous person~, I wonder if he will regret hitting the south wall if he sees his apprentice being abused like this~?"

Chu Yun's body was full of abrasions, the wounds were mixed with soil and sand particles, and it was quite stinging to scratch the dermis. The internal injuries are estimated to be very serious, and Bai Mei's gossip palm is very pure, and the palm is in place, making him keep coughing up blood.

He climbed hard a few times, but he didn't get up.

Bai Mei walked out slowly, stepped on the back of his hand with a kick, and said coldly: "Chu Yun~, I gave you a chance~, but it's a pity that you wasted everything~." If Wu Ran was in love with you at that time~, and you pretended to be deaf and dumb~, you wouldn't and wouldn't have to die today~. ”

"Phew~!" Chu Yun spat a mouthful of blood onto his white pants, "Even if you go down to eighteen layers of hell~, Lao Tzu won't let you be satisfied~!"

Bai Mei was annoyed and angry: "You actually dare to dirty my pants~!Do you know that this is my most beloved pants~, I will only wear them when I do important things~." Hmm~, for example, when I killed Zhao Shanhe today, I was going to frame this outfit ~, as a save~. ”

Furious, Chu Yun clenched his fists, and suddenly withdrew his hand, and the strength in his body came from nowhere, and he pounced fiercely, hugging Bai Mei's legs.

Bai Mei didn't expect that Chu Yun was now scarred and had been severely injured by him, and he still had the strength to get up.

He didn't know, and Chu Yun didn't realize that at this moment, the limit of his body was stimulated, and every cell in his body was extremely active. Anger spurred him on, and not a single trick he had learned in the past was replayed in his mind.

He hugged Bai Mei and rolled the floor, while punching Bai Mei in the chest and head. He used not only his fists, but his feet, his knees, his teeth, his forehead, everything he could use.

At this time, Chu Yun's action was out of order, and it was completely the random fighting style of street gangsters.

Caught off guard, Bai Mei actually had no power to fight back. By the time he broke free easily, he was already embarrassed. The white linen clothes were torn, and there were dust, blood, and sweat stains everywhere.

This made Bai Mei, who has always loved cleanliness, suddenly angry. His internal strength was running, and his arm shook and patted, "Bang~!" A palm slapped the top of Chu Yun's head.

"Bang~!" "Poof~!"

Chu Yun puffed out a mouthful of blood, and was beaten lying on his stomach and withdrew three or four meters away, forming a faint blood belt along the way.

This palm hurt very deeply, and it hurt the brain. Chu Yun raised his head several times but couldn't lift it, and the white eyebrows had already risen and rushed to his side angrily.

"Waste~, you actually dare to stain my clothes~!I'll send you down to Huangquan~, continue to be a master and apprentice with Zhao Shanhe~!" After speaking, he bent down and grabbed Chu Yun's collar and grabbed his neck with one hand.

Chu Yun closed his eyes, and his mouth kept spitting out pale red blood foam, his head was dizzy at this time, and the suffocation made him feel that death was near.

At this moment, there seemed to be an electric light passing through his mind.

It was not the real electric light, but Chu Yun's own comprehension at the time of life and death.

The strong will of infinite near-death, danger and revenge gave him an epiphany at this moment. One move of Bajiquan, every move of Xingyi Boxing.

The infinite rapid fusion of the two sets of boxing techniques, the master's original white tiger Zhaotan, slowly unfolded between his hands.

"Bang~!"

Bai Mei was doing everything he could to humiliate Chu Yun, but he felt a strong energy coming to his abdomen. He looked grim and knew that something was wrong.

The moment he lowered his head, four fingers pressed against his liver, then four fingers bent and bent, bumping, and then fists, "bang~" sounded.

The powerful force, invading inch by inch, kept slamming into Bai Mei's body.

Bai Mei only felt that the overwhelming power invaded, he snorted, his hand instantly let go, staggered backwards, and covered his abdomen in pain, surprised.

"Waste~, you~, you ....... He looked at Chu Yun in surprise, but he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Who is the waste~?" Chu Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said coldly.

He squeezed his fists fiercely, his feet stomped suddenly, his arms were like steel force, oil sweat refracted the sun, bright Chengcheng, bright and bright.

"Bang Bang~!"

Chu Yun grabbed it with his left hand, and his right palm slammed into the top of Bai Mei's head like a cannonball, and his right elbow hit his throat like lightning.

"Boom~!"

Bai Mei only felt a click on his neck, as if it was about to break. Under the severe pain, he screamed, drenched in cold sweat, and almost wanted to vomit.

"Poof~!"

What came out was not stomach contents, but red blood.

Although Bai Mei was also severely injured by Zhao Shanhe before, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and he never expected that he would be injured like this by a little cub~.

Chu Yun didn't relieve his hatred, a fierce tiger climbed the mountain hard, shooting, bumping, topping, collapsing, his steps were as fast as light and shadow, his fists were like raindrops, and he fell on Bai Mei's body fiercely.

Bai Mei was stupid in an instant, and he actually lost the ability to backhand at all. Every time he wanted to raise his hand to fight back, Chu Yun could magically anticipate it, and grabbed his wrist, pulled a belt, and cracked it with an elbow blow.

For five minutes in a row, I don't know how many punches landed on Bai Mei. He went from a white-bearded old man who flowed like a fairy to a red and bloody man.

Chu Yun's sharp fist was also broken everywhere, full of blood, and at the back of the fist, the knuckles were simply exposed.

There were no more cracks and fractures in his fists, but now he was completely unaware of the pain. With tears in his eyes and full of blood and anger, he just wanted to avenge his master~!

Suddenly there was a roar of a car motor in the distance, as well as Su Liuli's familiar voice in the loudspeaker.

"Raise your hands~, don't move~!"