Chapter Twenty-Three: Give You Back!
Chu Fan's head was extremely hard, this collision made Zhao Wu's head dizzy, there were bursts of hissing in his ears, and the things in front of him began to stagger, and Chu Fan in front of him seemed to have become three. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Call it sick and kill him!
With twenty seconds left in the possession time, Chu Fan picked up his heavy fist, slashed an exaggerated arc in the air, and hit Zhao Wu's lower abdomen hard.
This blow, coupled with Chu Fan's original five hundred strength, the two hundred forces added after possession, and the inertia of the heavy fist in the air, the force reached nearly a thousand catties!
Even though Zhao Wu is a five-ring pulse master, he can easily hit more than a thousand forces, but this body may not be able to withstand the attack of this thousand forces! Still in such a passive situation.
Chu Fan hit it solidly this time, and deliberately spun it around when his fist drilled into Zhao Wu's body, for fear that this force would not be able to penetrate Zhao Wu's body.
If you want to be ruthless, this time it's really ruthless.
With a muffled sound of "bang", Zhao Wu's body arched up, and his strength puffed up through his body and even the clothes on his back, Zhao Wu only felt that his intestines were twisted together, tearing his heart and lungs, and a sweet mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
The pain instantly pulled him back from the chaos, and when he looked at this Chu Fan's second punch, he couldn't resist it, if he was hit by this punch again, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!
Tremble in the balance!
Zhao Wu slammed all the strength of his body into his abdomen, gritting his teeth and preparing to take this punch.
"Smack!"
What's going on? Doesn't it hurt?
Zhao Wu opened his eyes, and Chu Fan's body shrunk in a circle, and he was gasping for breath at this moment.
At the critical moment, the possession failed!
The load on the body of the continuous possession was extremely strong, and Chu Fan felt paralyzed, and the full-screen perseverance supported him to stand in front of Zhao Wu.
"Hahahaha!" Zhao Wu laughed: "What? Looks like your luck is a bit back today! Since I can't die, it's up to you! ā
Zhao Wu slashed Chu Fan's shoulder with one claw, and the huge force made Chu Fan roll back and forth in the air a few times, and then slammed into the ground, and then rolled out dozens of meters.
Chu Fan coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood. The whole arm was completely scrapped, and now, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
His eyes were in a trance, and he saw Zhao Wu walking towards him step by step.
This life seems to be over.
My Shanxi Village, my relatives, and old things, I, Master Chufan, will go first.
Zhao Wu raised a claw and aimed it at Chu Fan's neck, and the scene of blood bursting and blood splashing had already appeared in front of him.
"Die!"
"Die for me!"
A strong force came from the buttocks, and the buttocks were numb, and Zhao Wu's whole body flew out, and then plunged into a lump of cow dung next to him! That's a really hard kick!
Zhao Si put away his feet and hurriedly helped Chu Fan up.
"How? What is the injury? Zhao Qianjun did not hesitate to take out a pill from his arms, this pill is called Baiyu Pill, which is a grade higher than the gold sore medicine, but it was much weaker by Zhao Yong who got the Guiyuan Pill from nowhere.
Putting the elixir into Chu Fan's mouth, Zhao Si helped Chu Fan up, preparing luck to heal Chu Fan's injuries.
He slapped Chu Fan on the back with both hands, but there was no response!
What's going on?
If you shoot again, you still can't absorb it!
"I'm coming!" Zhao Qianjun sat down cross-legged, condensed the pure yang qi in his palm and put it on Chu Fan's back, and frowned after some effort.
"He actually has no yang veins!"
He and Zhao Si looked at each other, this person without a yang vein was the first time he had seen it, which meant that Chu Fan could only recover on his own.
Zhao Qianjun looked around and saw several pulse masters of the nearby Zhao Family Guard, and then several corpses on the ground. The glittering armor not far away, that is?
Chief!
Zhao Qianjun was suddenly stunned, and when he looked at it again, the person in the dung heap was actually Zhao Wu!
"Zhao Wu, you are so bold!"
Zhao Wu saw that the people who came turned out to be Zhao Si and Zhao Qianjun, and a fear rose from the depths of his heart, he couldn't beat any of these two people, but this time there were two at a time.
"Zhao Qianjun, oh, no! Head of the house! Listen to me, it's not like this, it's Zhao Yong! Zhao Yong hit the attention of Shanxi Village, it was too late when I came!! Zhao Wu's mouth began to tremble.
Zhao Qianjun lowered his head and walked towards him step by step, the unspoken anger could be smelled from afar.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask them!" Zhao Wu hurriedly shouted to several Zhao family masters next to him, "Is what I said true?" ā
Several pulse masters around looked at each other and quickly lowered their heads, not even a single one spoke.
Zhao Wu shouted eagerly: "You bunch of dogs! I have doubled your income every year, and you have rewarded me like this! Then he quickly knelt down.
"The head of the house spares his life! It's all my fault for being confused! The head of the house spares his life! ā
However, Zhao Qianjun did not look at him, but walked towards the corpse of the old village chief.
"Poof".
Zhao Qianjun knelt down heavily, kowtowed heavily to the silver shining armor, and then looked at the villagers standing at the entrance of the village and kowtowed again.
Zhao Wu thought that Zhao Qianjun had let him go, and hurriedly shouted: "Thank you family master, thank you family master!" ā
Suddenly, Zhao Qianjun turned his head and put a palm on Zhao Wu's forehead, blood gushed out, Zhao Wu lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, and said a sentence before he died: "Why..."
"Because you're damned!"
Zhao Qianjun turned his head and yelled at the few pulse masters in the Zhao family guard: "Get out of Lao Tzu!" Roll as far as you want, if I see you in Zhaojiazhuang, you will all die! ā
Those veiners hurriedly fled.
The villagers of Shanxi Village all walked out, women and children wept bitterly around the dead old village chief, and the men walked to Chu Fan, who looked at Zhao Qianjun with hatred and indifference in their eyes.
Liu Laohan pushed Zhao Qianjun away, took out the healing potion he had configured from his arms, and applied it to Chu Fan's wound. Chu Fan snorted in pain, and then came to his senses.
Seeing the familiar faces, he finally couldn't hold back his tears, and the pain made all the men around him red.
However, Chu Fan saw that Zhao Qianjun around him jumped up all of a sudden, and put on an offensive posture with tears on his face.
This action made Zhao Qianjun's heart cold, and he was embarrassed. Chu Fan was originally a benefactor of the Zhao family, and Shanxi Village was the land of grace for the entire Zhao family. And now the Zhao family actually killed the old village chief and wanted to destroy Shanxi Village.
This makes everyone seem to be the Zhao family's ungrateful, wolf-hearted dogs!
At this point, it is useless to say anything.
"Zhao Si, after you go back, tell the Great Elder that the affairs of the Zhao family will trouble him in the future. The Zhao family is the strongest except for me, you have to promise me that you must protect this Shanxi village and don't be harmed by evil people again. ā
Zhao Si saw the determination in Zhao Qianjun's eyes.
"Head of the house, you ......!"
Zhao Qianjun looked at Chu Fan, and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed: "This is the third kowtow in my life, the first time I am ashamed of the trust of the old village chief, the second time I am ashamed of the people of Shanxi Village, the third time, please save my family Ling'er!" ā
"Ling'er, he was taken by a villain, and now no one can beat him except you! I know it's because we're sorry for you! Our Zhao family owes you two lives, but I can only pay you back, please accept it! ā
"Please take it!"
Zhao Qianjun suddenly raised his palm and slapped it to his chest with all his life's strength.