The Jiang family, which rose from the beginning of the independence of the Xia Kingdom, relied on the three Jiang brothers to create a world in Sumen City, known as the three heroes of the Jiang family.

In recent years, the three Jiang brothers began to whitewash and founded the Jiang Martial Arts Hall, which does not accept apprentices, but there are more than a dozen nominal disciples, each of whom is a well-known figure in the underground world of Sumen City, and the owner of the museum, Jiang Ziheng, serves as a special adviser to the judicial team of Sumen City.

Baili Qingfeng walked towards the Jiang Clan's Martial Arts Hall.

This martial arts hall is said to be a martial arts hall, but it is a mansion located in an alley in the old town in the central circle.

Anyone who goes to the house has to pass through a small alley about 60 meters long, and strangers are given a look of introspection as they pass through the alley.

It seems that now Baili Qingfeng, the two men at the door of the song hall at the entrance of the alley stared at him for a while, and that kind of plaything-like gaze made people very uncomfortable.

"Didi!"

At this time, a car horn sounded at the entrance of the alley.

As a sedan stopped, a middle-aged man stepped out of the car and walked in the direction of the martial arts hall accompanied by a sturdy man.

Seeing this person, Baili Qingfeng, who was about to go to the Jiang Clan's Martial Arts Hall, stopped.

Skillful.

It's really a coincidence.

Jiang Ziheng.

This middle-aged man who got out of the car was exactly the head of the Jiang Clan's Martial Arts Gym, a dragon fist master, and a second-level martial artist, who pushed him to Wang Gang at the mouth of Xizi Lane in Wuhe City a month and a half ago.

Baili Qingfeng just stood like this, looking at the man who got out of the car.

And the two men who had been staring at Baili Qingfeng before also quickly put away their hanging appearance and stood up, and greeted the man who got off the car respectfully: "Master Jiang." ”

Jiang Ziheng nodded, did not reply, and walked into the alley.

The sturdy man next to him followed, and when he saw Baili Qingfeng standing in the middle of the road, his eyes looked at him, and a cold aura came to his face, and he said in a deep voice: "Little ghost, you are in the way." ”

"Oh, do you mean you want me to give way?"

Baili Qingfeng Road.

"Huh!?"

The sturdy man's eyes narrowed: "Little ghost, you are very bold." ”

Then, without his order, the two men who were eager to behave in front of Jiang Ziheng had already rushed over, and one of them flew up and kicked at Baili Qingfeng's chest, and scolded sharply: "Fuck you, you little bastard, looking for death, right, dare to talk to Brother Long like this!?

This kick was aimed at the chest, with great force, and it was unlikely that he would die if he was kicked, but it would inevitably break a few ribs.

This is a perennial fighter.

Thereupon......

Baili Qingfeng stepped forward, on one side of his body, and when he twisted around his waist to avoid the kick of this man, his right hand was raised high, and his fist was clenched, accompanied by a shock to his spine, and his strength surged, and then he fell suddenly, bombarding the chest of the man who was kicking with a thunderous force!

"Click!"

The sound of bone cracking was heard.

The surging punch seemed to sink and dent the man's chest, and the penetrating force directly broke his two ribs, and the residual momentum drove his body to smash to the ground......

"Bang!"

The man fell backwards and fell to the ground, his head smashed to the ground, blood flowed, and he fainted in pain on the spot.

This scene immediately frightened another man who was hanging, and at the same time, it also made the sturdy man known as Brother Long look right: "Fist strength!? Lian Jiazi!? Who are you, you have spread the wild here, and you don't ask whose territory this is?"

Baili Qingfeng didn't reply to his words, raised his head, looked straight ahead, and said in his mouth: "Jiang Ziheng." ”

"Huh!?"

Jiang Ziheng looked at Baili Qingfeng, feeling a little familiar, and after a moment, his eyes widened: "You! are not dead!?"

Looks like he remembered!

After a moment, he smiled disdainfully: "If you don't die, you live in peace, what's the matter, you want to come to find trouble after practicing some fists and feet?"

Baili Qingfeng didn't speak, strode towards the meteor, and rushed towards Jiangzi.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing Baili Qingfeng clearly coming towards Master Jiang, the sturdy man shouted loudly, his body twisted, and the whole person was like a cheetah, suddenly pounced on him, and before the person arrived, a fierce and bloody aura was already coming.

The man ......

Killed!

Baili Qingfeng's charging figure was slightly lowered, making his waist like a curved longbow, and at the moment when he was about to collide with a strong man, a force rose from under his feet, impacting the curved spine, and at the moment when the vertebrae were straightened and stretched, a violent force was condensed, and the strength seemed to be pulled into a straight line along the straight body, and with Baili Qingfeng's punch, it was like a sword that was sheathed and stabbed.

Stoneboarding!

It is the bayonet sword of Baili Qingfeng who practices no less than three thousand swords every day!

For a month and a half, at least three thousand swords a day, and in forty-five days, he practiced this stabbing sword no less than 140,000 times, and when a sword stabbed out, the fist seemed to be able to pierce the air, and at an incredibly fast speed, it tore through the space in front of himself and the strong man, and stabbed it fiercely into his chest.

"Aaron be careful!"

Jiang Ziheng had already changed color when Baili Qingfeng stabbed this sword with a fist, and he shouted loudly in his mouth, and immediately charged forward in a vain attempt to intercept Baili Qingfeng's stabbing sword.

But after more than 100,000 repeated practice, the speed of Baili Qingfeng's stabbing sword is amazing, even if the edge of the sword is stabbed with a fist, it is still not something that any powerhouse of the same level can resist.

The sturdy man who pounced on Baili Qingfeng had not had time to show his fierceness, and his chest had already been hit by Baili Qingfeng's stabbing sword.

"Bang!"

A burst of penetrating strength.

The placket of the sturdy man's chest and back seemed to be torn apart by the force, turning into cloth scraps, and a dented fist broke his ribs and cracked his heart, and the huge force inertia carried around his body, making his body of more than eighty kilograms fly out inexorably, the distance ......

Three meters!

It's almost as good as the man who was killed by Wang Gang with all his might.

"Little brute, Wang Gang didn't kill you, I'll come!"

Without waiting for Baili Qingfeng to have time to see the specific situation of the strong man, Jiang Ziheng, who rushed to kill fiercely, was already furious, and came to kill with a terrifying momentum.

"Dragon's Evil!"

With his punch, the collision between the punch and the airflow of the void space seemed to send out a dragon groan, and he himself was transformed from a martial artist into a tyrannosaurus, and his anger was in the sky, coupled with the powerful image that he had been rooted in the mind of Baili Qingfeng during this time, it almost caused him an almost fist-like shocking effect.

"Fist intent shock!?I will too!"

A hideous and fierce Ancient Thunder Beast in the Hundred Miles Qingfeng Spiritual World was quickly visualized, and the Thunder Beast roared wildly, like thunder in the Nine Heavens, bursting out with his suddenly angry eyes.

"Boom!"

Jiang Ziheng's mind was like a burst of thunder exploding, which shook his mind, and the fierce momentum of the terrifying killing was abruptly stagnant, and a trace of fear rose faintly in the depths of his heart!

It's like a mortal being in fear of a natural disaster!

"It's not good, it's fist intent!

Jiang Ziheng's expression was shocked, and he suddenly condensed his will in a vain attempt to dispel the fear in his heart.

And at this time, Baili Qingfeng's figure had twisted suddenly, and he strode out again, and when he stepped up, the bones on his body crackled softly, and the thunder surged, and the force that erupted from his body had already strained the muscles, but such a little pain was not worth mentioning to him at all.

Rushing to Jiang Ziheng's sideways side, the strength of the Baili Qingfeng's feet exploded, and his right foot was like a war sword dragging on the ground, stabbing straight into the body, penetrating upward, and fusing with the vertebrae, and then when he swam to the shoulders, the trapped dragon ascended to the sky, accompanied by the swing of the right shoulder, carried through the musculoskeletal arm and punched, and stabbed blatantly.

"Whew!"

The air wave disintegrated.

It's also a jab-like jab!

This punch is fearless, and this sword is unstoppable!

"Bang!"

The fists of the two did not collide head-on in the void without half a bit of fancy.

One is as powerful as a rainbow, with my invincible and strong domineering fist soaring forward, and the other is terrified and terrified, and the fierce momentum is leaking for thousands of miles.

Victory or defeat is known in an instant.

"Click!"

Cracked bones!

It's not just Jiang Ziheng bone crack.

The scaphoid bone, most horn bone, small polygonal bone, and phalanges of Baili Qingfeng are also cracked.

The furious strength will not only hurt the opponent when it hits and explodes, but also shocks itself.

Merely......

One is cracking, the other is crushing!

The penetrating force shattered Jiang Ziheng's fist, penetrated his palm, and further blasted into his radius and ulna, making the ulna overwhelmed and misaligned, piercing the flesh from his elbow, tearing and exposing, and the intense pain made Jiang Ziheng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Ahh

The screams rang out.

"Kill!"

Baili Qingfeng let out a low roar, the sound shook like thunder, as if he wanted to tear the cloud that had been weighing heavily on his heart since a month and a half ago, bringing him the breath of death.

After his right fist pierced Jiang Ziheng's fist to intercept and crush his fist, his left hand suddenly slammed horizontally, like another sharp sword hidden in his waist, suddenly unsheathed, accompanied by a twist around his waist, carrying a strong wind from the side.

Slash!

The most common slash!

But even the most ordinary slash can still be as fast as thunder after a total of no less than 40,000 exercises!

Especially......

Hit the neck!

"Click!"

Bombardment, Jiang Ziheng's neck suddenly tilted, and the sound of the cervical vertebrae shattering could be faintly heard, and the huge force of the slash forced his upper body to involuntarily fall to the right unbalanced, and finally smashed to the ground.

"Bang!"

The sound of a body slamming on the ground rang out.

"You...... How could it be ......"

Jiang Ziheng's eyes widened and he looked at Baili Qingfeng.

He remembered very well that a month and a half ago, this person was clearly just a passerby playing soy sauce, and he didn't know how to do anything, but now, only a month and a half has passed, and he has been able to defeat him in a head-to-head confrontation!?

It's ridiculous, and you don't let ordinary martial arts practitioners live!?

It's a pity that he has been broken by Baili Qingfeng's cervical vertebrae, and there are dense nerves passing through the center of the cervical vertebrae, and these nerve rupture has paralyzed his body from the neck down, making it difficult to breathe.

"Save ...... Help me......"

Jiang Ziheng said with difficulty.

Baili Qingfeng didn't speak, looking at him.

Just look at him.

Look at his eyes from shock, resentment, to panic, fear, despair, until ...... There was no sound.

Jiang Ziheng, dead.

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(Thanks to the first in the universe, the first alliance leader was born, but for this name, I just want to say 666.) ）