It's no wonder that Zhang Ren finds it interesting, these two people are tall and short, one fat and one thin, just like the fat and thin head in Master Jin Yong's martial arts novels, but both of them look fierce and vicious, and they are not good people in terms of physiognomy, and more importantly, the palms of the two people are black, obviously with poison, and above this black there is a faint cold. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What made Zhang Ren even more surprised was that these two people did not speak, but Feng Wuxian had already laughed, stared at Zhang Ren with a hideous face and said: "Zhang Ren, you think you are great, but if you are hit by the poisonous ice palms of my two masters, you will definitely die." ”

Zhang Ren raised his head and looked at the two people who were proud, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This is not necessarily!" ”

A layer of gray-white light appeared on his hands in an instant, and he raised his hand, stretched out his arm, and swept sideways towards the fat and short old man, who was shocked and blocked it with his arms. But unexpectedly, Zhang Ren's figure rushed into the fat man's arms like a cloud of peers, and Zhou Jiatong's arms and fists continued to unfold. However, in an instant, he had already hit this Humpty Dumpty man more than ten punches, and he beat this fat man back five or six steps.

In the cognition of these two people, as long as they are poisoned by the ice palm, their body functions will be completely destroyed, and it is impossible to attack. But this guy in front of him is not controlled by the poisonous ice palm at all, how is this possible?

However, Zhang Ren didn't give them a chance at all, the whole person had already taken a step forward, and his right fist had already blasted out. The tall and thin old man wanted to defend himself, but someone behind him suddenly shouted in unfamiliar Chinese: "Be careful! ”

The tall and thin old man was shocked, and took out a folding fan in front of him like lightning, the fan surface was black and swarthy, although it was not made of iron, but it was also made of special materials. And Zhang Ren's punch on it only made the fan tremble, without any damage.

Zhang Ren was puzzled in his heart, what he used was the Seven Star World Destroying Fist, and even the iron thing was also interrupted, what kind of material was the other party's fan? It's so sturdy. But he didn't care, his fists clenched, and he blasted out again!

The powerful force continued to smash on the opponent's fan, you must know that this is the Seven Star World Destroying Fist, which is a national technique that can hurt the strong Dan Jin. Even an ordinary sword should have been interrupted, but although the fan made of this special material matured with tremendous strength and the handle of the fan was violently bent, it was not damaged, and it completely blocked the Seven Star World Destroying Fist that Zhang Ren waved repeatedly.

The tall and thin old man sneered and said, "Is that all? You're welcome. ”

Unfortunately, at this moment, a dazzling light suddenly flickered, appearing in the void like lightning. The tall and thin old man's face changed greatly, and he wanted to resist with a fan, but unfortunately it was too late. The extremely sharp seven-star sword had already slashed through his right wrist, easily slicing the muscles, and flew out with a bright red Y body.

The tall and thin old man screamed, but when he reacted again, his right hand had already detached from his wrist, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and the whole person was like crazy, and he fell backwards two or three meters. Zhang Ren did not stop attacking, he withdrew his long sword in an instant, and the whole person had already grabbed the back of the thin old man with both hands, and lifted the guy up, took two steps, kicked off the coffin lid placed in the hall, and threw the old man directly into it.

The tall and thin old man was shocked, and as soon as he wanted to get up, Zhang Ren lifted the lid of the solid wood coffin with one arm, which was one or two hundred pounds, and suddenly buckled it on top of the coffin.

Although the short and fat old man was injured, the senior brother was detained in the coffin, and he couldn't help but be furious: "Boy, let go of my senior brother." ”

Zhang Ren glanced at him coldly, and said lightly: "My brother was hit by the poisonous ice palm and almost lost his life. I have to settle this account, and since you have sent the coffin, I can't leave it empty, can I? ”

The short and fat old man was furious, and he just wanted to rush up and fight with Zhang Ren, but not far away, someone said in very jerky Chinese: "I don't care who you are?" But the senior brother of the Han family has joined our Dongying nationality, please let him go, otherwise it will cause international disputes. ”

Zhang Ren looked up and saw a group of men dressed in Dongying ronin costumes walking in not far away, led by people in their thirties, with long thin faces, sunken eyes, hooked noses, and a traditional Japanese mustache on top of the upper lip.

He glanced at Zhang Ren, but there was not only indifference in his eyes, but even a little resentment.

Zhang Ren frowned, he had offended a lot of foreigners, but if you really want to say that there is only that place. He looked at this Dongying person, and suddenly sneered: "I really didn't expect that the Dragon Capture Society has not been destroyed in Huaxia. ”

When the Dongying man heard this, he was furious and said, "Zhang Ren, it's really you!" ”

Zhang Ren looked at him with a smile, and said with some disapproval: "Since you are a member of the Dragon Capture Society, don't talk nonsense, let me beat you!" ”

This Dongying person was uncomfortable when he heard this, but he remembered the purpose of his coming, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "Don't say these useless things, you quickly let go of the members of our country, they have our Dadongying nationality, do you really want to cause international disputes?" ”

Zhang Ren seemed to be a little worried, scratched his head and said: "You always use international disputes to say, this makes me very embarrassed!" ”

Dongying people laughed and said, "Then don't let him go yet." ”

Zhang Ren finally shook his head, sighed, slapped his right hand on the coffin lid, and knocked the coffin lid five or six meters away. This move made many Zhou family members quite ashamed, most of their warriors have a proud bone, wealth can not be y, and power cannot be bent. But after Zhang Ren heard what the other party said, he was ready to let them go, and these Zhou family members gritted their teeth one by one, but there was nothing they could do.

The short and fat old man was overjoyed, and hurriedly walked over to help the senior brother up, but what he never expected was that Zhang Ren suddenly turned around and kicked the short and fat old man in the back. The tall and thin old man had just gotten up from the coffin, but he saw a fat figure in front of him.

Bang!

The tall and thin old man was directly smashed into the coffin, and before others could understand it, Zhang Ren grabbed the coffin lid with both hands, covered it hard, and sat on the coffin lid with a smile, and said with a nonchalant face: "Are you sick, international disputes naturally have international lawyers to litigate, what does it have to do with a small ordinary person like me?" ”

Dongying was furious, and said with his fists clenched: "Are you arguing with strong words? ”

Zhang Ren's smile slowly disappeared, and he said with a cold murderous intent: "If you talk nonsense again, I will put you in it!" ”