"Look for death!"

Yun Feiyang shouted, jumped up, and smashed his fist at Zhang Zhenmian's 'door', this punch used all the strength of his body, if he was smashed, I am afraid that his whole face would become a 'meat' pie. , the latest chapter access: ШШШ.79xs.СоМ .

Yun Feiyang's speed is very fast, and he must be caught off guard if he changes others, in Zhang Zhen's eyes, Yun Feiyang's movements are very slow, and when he thinks of Lin Yujing, who was seriously injured and unconscious, Zhang Zhen was a little angry, clenched his fists, and rushed out into a gust of wind.

"Click!"

There was a crack in the bones, and Yun Feiyang's entire right arm was broken, and his entire face was twisted together due to the pain.

The people around were shocked by the scene in front of them, and they all opened their mouths wide, unable to imagine that the Huashan Sect Yun Feiyang, who was still fighting in all directions a second ago, couldn't take a move from others.

"My God, this person is a master of national arts, what a powerful martial arts!"

"Do any of you see clearly which 'door' and sect of boxing he uses?"

"Didn't he say Tai Chi, this method of boxing seems to have never been heard of."

"Is the authentic Taijiquan passed on, but isn't the authentic Taijiquan already lost, how can it appear in the world again."

Yun Feiyang knelt on the ground with his right arm covered, and his arrogance disappeared completely.

The head of the Huashan faction roared angrily: "Boy, you dare to hurt my disciple, I want your life!" ”

Shout!

The head of the Huashan faction jumped forward, jumped out of the five meters, jumped to the ring, and looked at Yun Feiyang's injury worriedly.

"I slapped this slap for Wang Zhong."

Zhang Zhen's expression was flat, and he slowly walked towards Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang trembled with fright, he knew that he was definitely not an opponent, and said, "What else do you want." ”

The head of the Huashan faction found that Yun Feiyang's arm was broken, and he couldn't get better in half a year, and said coldly: "Boy, I want to make you pay for everything you do." ”

"Smack!"

Yun Feiyang felt that there was a gust of wind in front of him, and there was an extra red mark on his face.

The head of the Huashan faction looked like he had seen a ghost, and watched Zhang Zhen's slap fall again.

"Bang Bang!"

Zhang Zhen's slap hit Yun Feiyang's face like raindrops, and when Zhang Zhen stopped, Yun Feiyang's face was already swollen like a pig's head.

"You kid!"

The head of the Huashan faction turned around and immediately punched Zhang Zhen.

The crowd around was immediately enthusiastic.

It's time to fight!

The master of national art has done it!

The head of the Huashan faction is angry!

Under the ring, no one is not 'excited', I am afraid that this kind of picture is rarely seen, one by one with wide eyes and clenched fists.

For Zhang Zhen, the Huashan faction's 'door' is strong in martial arts, but he relies on God's Eye, and he completely has an advantage in speed, of course, Zhang Zhen decided not to take advantage of the danger of others, and let go of the real fight with the Huashan faction's 'door'.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple said excitedly: "It's a fight, there are young people who dare to fight with the head of the Huashan faction, it's crazy!" ”

Emei faction: "The head of the Huashan faction is not a master to be messed with. ”

Wudang faction: "Young man, I support you and defeat the head of the Huashan faction!" ”

In addition to watching the excitement, the other 'sect' factions also applauded.

……

"It's good to come!"

Zhang Zhen moved under his feet, tilted his upper body to the left, dodging the attack of the Huashan faction's 'gate', and at the same time wrapped his hands around the arms of the Huashan faction's 'gate' like claws.

"Not good!"

No matter how much the head of the Huashan faction couldn't shake it off, it seemed that Zhang Zhen's hands were stuck to his arms, and in an instant, the head of the Huashan faction broke out in a cold sweat, and he felt despised Zhang Zhen from the bottom of his heart.

"This young man is not simple!" The abbot of Shaolin Temple sighed.

If the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, the abbot of Shaolin Temple can see at a glance that Zhang Zhen's martial arts are above the Huashan faction, and there is even an illusion that Zhang Zhen is the real master of national arts.

"Four or two thousand pounds!" The head of the Wudang faction exclaimed, "This is the lost Taijiquan!" ”

Other famous 'doors' and decent 'men' have also seen Zhang Zhen's boxing skills, and everyone's faces are 'revealed' with shock, even if the current Wudang faction is not complete in the Taijiquan practiced by the 'men', since it is Taijiquan, it is natural to see whether Zhang Zhen's Taijiquan is authentic.

"This is real authentic Tai Chi." The head of the Wudang faction trembled.

In the ring.

The head of the Huashan faction is in a cold sweat.

This shouldn't be!

Why is this kid faster than me!

Why can't I exert any strength at all!

Bang!

Just when the head of the Huashan faction hesitated, Zhang Zhen's right arm was for a while, and a soft force wrapped the head of the Huashan faction.

The head of the Huashan faction only felt a 'flower' in front of him, and his body actually flew out backwards uncontrollably, and he fell under the ring with big eyes.

"How is this possible, the head of the Huashan faction 'Gate' actually lost the battle and fell out of the ring!"

"It's unlikely, Tai Chi is so powerful!"

"The cow is big!"

"Tai Chi is so powerful!"

"No wonder people want to fight with the head of the 'door' level, it turns out that they have this strength!"

A group of people at the 'gate' level were stunned, the martial arts of the 'gate' of the Zhonghua Mountain Sect were the highest, and even he lost to Zhang Zhen, no one would be Zhang Zhen's opponent if he was alone.

The head of the Wudang faction stood up and said in a deep voice: "Boy, are you here to smash the field?" ”

Zhang Zhen smiled and said, "You can also think so, when it will be the turn of you people in the martial arts conference to point fingers, you obviously don't have any strength, but you are swaggering here." ”

"What did you say!"

The head of the Emei faction stood up.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple stood up indignantly.

The heads of the many 'sects' all stood up.

Everyone stared at Zhang Zhen with an angry face, if their eyes could kill, I am afraid that Zhang Zhen would already be full of holes.

"What, if you can't fight alone, you have to fight in a group?" Zhang Zhen's expression was indifferent, even if the other party had a large number of people, he was not afraid, in addition to being able to play a hand of Taijiquan, he also used a secret weapon, although he only brought a few silver needles, but it was not a problem to deal with the heads of several major 'sects'.

"Boy, you are not from the rivers and lakes, you actually dare to come to the martial arts conference to make trouble, and all the Wudang disciples will stop him!"

"Disciple Emei listened to the order and spared no effort to stop him!"

"Shaolin Disciple ......"

"Disciple ...... of the Huashan School"

The eyes of the disciples of several major 'sect' sects all converged on Zhang Zhen, everyone was gearing up, Zhang Zhen looked around, and the disciples of several 'sect' sects added up to hundreds.

Coupled with the people of the small 'door' faction, there are more than 300 people in the whole venue, and it will be a little difficult to run.

Zhang Zhen grinned, jumped out of the ring and picked up Lin Yujing and ran, "Wang Zhong hurry up." ”

"Where is the stinky boy!"

"If you hit someone, you will run, and there will be no royal law!"

"Everyone listened and quickly arrested that kid, dare to come to the martial arts conference to make trouble, and we must eradicate this tumor in the rivers and lakes!"

"Don't run, boy!"

Zhang Zhen was not slow to escape even if he was holding Lin Yujing, Wang Zhong followed closely behind, as for the others chasing after him, how spectacular the scene was, you can imagine what kind of picture it would be to be chased by more than 300 people, Zhang Zhen didn't dare to turn back, and ran hard to the bottom of Wuwei Mountain.

If this is caught, even if it is not killed, a person who spits on it is estimated that he can drown the person.

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