Outside the window, a group of martial artists, surrounded by a bald man, obviously came to the tavern.

The big man is shirtless, with a dragon tattoo, and his back and two arms are decorated with extra fancy! Murderous, partial and extremely arrogant in public!

Not only Fan Huachang recognized it, but even Mei Niang, who was nestled in his arms, recognized this person.

"Flower arm" Guo Zhenghe!

Hundreds of years ago, Flower Arm was a general term for gangsters on the street, professional wrestling, boxing and the like. But in today's Bagua City, when it comes to flower arms, there is only this one.

Guo Zhenghe started as a street gangster, and legend has it that when he was young, he was also a core disciple of a major sect, who violated the rules of the door and was expelled from the door wall, so he was in this gossip city, mixed on the streets.

Relying on his own force, Guo Zhenghe was very prosperous in various slums in Bagua City. Nine years ago, he was favored by Yun Chengshu at a glance, and now, he is already a powerful figure in the Yunlong Martial Arts Hall!

Guo Zhenghe's foundation is already solid, and with the guidance of Yun Chengshu, three years ago, he steadily stepped into the realm of evolution. Ruling this gossip city, all the businesses that can't be put on the table, say a word about the king of the dark order in the slums, Guo Zhenghe, who has his arms, is the best to do!

Now that he is here, there will be no more way for people to live.

The prestige that the Cloud Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion has accumulated over the years in Bagua City, if it is provoked, it can only be washed with blood!

"Is it worth it?"

Mei Niang was still in Fan Huachang's arms, looking up at his still smiling face, and muttered.

"It's worth it! I, Fan Huachang, have done this meaningful thing in my life, why is it not worth it? It's a pity that I can't really be your man anymore. Watch here. ”

Fan Huachang got up, leaned Mei Niang's body against the pillar, and stretched out his hand to pull out two narrow daggers.

Wind and fire double frame, only the double knife in hand, is the most peak state. Even if it was the last battle, he still wanted Mei Niang to see the most powerful Fan Huachang!

"You're my man! The second, the last! ”

Mei Niang's voice trembled, without the charm of the past, as hard as steel.

The door of the tavern was kicked open, and the door frame flew diagonally and smashed against the bar. The bartender huddled in the corner with his head in his hands, his body shaking.

"The person who killed me is still here, it's good, you're smart, you know it's useless to escape! Since it's useless to resist, the rest of the time, just enjoy it! ”

Guo Zhenghe stepped into the hall of the tavern, and his hoarse voice had already sounded.

In his eyes, Fan Huachang and that woman are dead!

"Go and take him alive! Get that woman over and serve her brothers in front of him! Then send this pair of wild mandarin ducks on the road! ”

Guo Zhenghe stretched out his feet, and a bench spun and flew up, landing right in front of him, sitting down steadily, and reaching out to the two.

He didn't think about doing it himself, he just came to see the play, to watch a fragrant and bloody show!

A thin martial artist, with a cruel laugh, jumped forward, and reached out to clasp Fan Huachang's neck.

Two cold lights flashed, one fast and one slow, flying to his throat and dantian, Fan Huachang's eyes at this time, there was no anger, panic, and it was extremely clear, just like the feeding moves between the brothers and sisters in the sect, all the energy was focused on how to use the tricks to the extreme.

He once fought with Lin Ruochen, personally experienced the secret method of the law of heaven and man, and after coming back, he checked countless classics, although he was still a little ignorant, but at this moment, he faintly grasped the mystery!

"Wind and fire? Hehe, it turned out to be a person from Fenghuomen. It's a pity that it's useless, you still can't escape death today! ”

Guo Zhenghe glanced at it and said with a smile. The Wind and Fire Gate was not a series of their Cloud Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion, and he didn't bother to ask the kid in front of him what his status was in the Wind and Fire Gate. In his opinion, what about even the elders of the sect? Provoke the Yunlong Martial Arts Pavilion, kill it!

As for other things, Yun Chengshu will naturally settle it. What he has to do is to tell these people in the gossip city that whoever dares to provoke them in the Cloud Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion will die!

The thin man's wrist flipped, and two short sticks more than a foot long fell from his sleeves, and the raindrops generally smashed towards Fan Huachang.

Although he could feel that Fan Huachang's strength was good, he didn't feel that he couldn't take it. It's just that if you want to catch it alive, it will take some effort!

In the dim light, the sound of tinkling sounds, like fried beans.

The thin man's technique is purely to fight fast, seize the upper hand, and attack with all his might. Fan Huachang's left-handed knife is fast, blocking back and forth, and his right-hand knife is slow, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

Wind and fire double frame training to the point of perfection, the speed of both hands can be freely controlled, the current Fan Huachang is still a little far from that realm.

But even so, this rhythm of fast and slow still makes the thin man very uncomfortable.

The dagger in Fan Huachang's right hand was completely outside the rhythm of the two, and always pierced at the point where he exerted his strength, greatly limiting the efficiency of his attack.

After a few more rounds of fighting, the thin man's offensive was gradually suppressed, and he only felt a burst of nausea, his speed slowed down, and his footwork was a little messy!

Once you enter the rhythm of wind and fire, if you can't break it quickly, you will fall into the downwind sooner or later. This is the reason why the Wind and Fire Gate has always occupied a place in the ancient martial arts clan for thousands of years.

Fight a protracted war, and no sect is their opponent.

Guo Zhenghe's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't expect this kid to be a master. The thin man is his confidant brother, and his half-step cultivation has even fallen behind!

"Leopard! Go up and attack, hurry up and get it down, Lao Tzu still has to watch a play, how can I have time to rub against him? ”

Guo Zhenghe snorted coldly and waved his hand at a young man beside him.

Going it alone? I'm not used to your bad habits! Lao Tzu is a lot of people, what can you do?

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, before the young man could play, he suddenly stomped his feet, the muscles of his body tightened, his shoulders collapsed, and he rushed out!

Rushing forward in two steps, a big knife was held behind his back, sticking to his shoulder, and the young man crashed into it like a cannonball!

The thin man obviously cooperated with this young man not once or twice, and when he started to cheer, he had already turned sideways, followed by his rise up, and his two sticks stared at Fan Huachang's right hand, and smashed down like a storm!

The two of them stared at each other, and the rhythm of the wind and fire did not have any advantage. In addition, neither of them is a vulgar player, and their strength is only one line worse than Fan Huachang. The momentum of the flanking attack has been achieved, and it is difficult for Fan Huachang to support it.

Withdrawing in three steps in a row, the daggers in both hands were left and right, and there was no power to fight back.

Even Mei Niang behind her can see that Fan Huachang will hold on for another five or six rounds at most, and it will be difficult to escape the end of being captured.

Quietly pinching a wine bottle, Mei Niang shrank into the shadow of the pillar. She wants to guarantee that if Fan Huachang is captured, she can knock this wine bottle as soon as possible, use broken glass, and cut her throat!

Saying that he is the last man of his own, he has to do it!

Fan Huachang was still retreating, he couldn't stop the two of them from attacking, but his steps were not chaotic. He felt that his opponent's speed was slowing down little by little, as if he was in the water, and the sound of the wind coming and going was like ripples, which could be touched.

It's about to step into the realm of the real law of heaven and man, wait a little longer, even if you die, there will be no regrets!

Fan Huachang retreated step by step, but his heart was quiet.

He has forgotten about life and death, but he has carefully experienced this mysterious feeling, and the dagger in both hands has long forgotten the wind and fire, and he swings it at will, but it can also be used to seal the moves of the two.

Taking two steps back, Fan Huachang's back waist had already withstood the table case where the two were drinking.

At this moment, there seemed to be a "bang" sound in the air, and the whole world seemed to have a membrane exploded, and the air was scattered like water ripples, Fan Huachang suddenly felt that within ten meters of his body, all objects, even if it was a small movement, were under his control!

This is the real law of heaven and man, he has felt it in Lin Ruochen, and now, he has also stepped into this realm!

Between heaven and earth, the three souls of heaven, earth and man are connected, control everything, and be your own king!

This is the real strength! From today on, I, Fan Huachang, am my true self.

"Ah~"

A clear whistle blurted out! Fan Huachang felt that his body had become as light as a feather, his back leaned hard, his body floated forward, and between the big knife and the double stick, two cold lights flashed!

Two blood-red flowers bloomed, and the thin man and the young man's throats were slashed open, and his eyes widened with an incredulous expression, and he finally collapsed on his back.

How high did Guo Zhenghe jump up from the bench, stared at Fan Huachang deadly, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Break through in battle? Damn it! ”

With a bang, a four-foot-long iron chain was pulled out, and both hands held the handles at both ends, Guo Zhenghe stepped forward and roared angrily: "Up!" Kill him! ”

More than a dozen martial artists behind him reacted, each drawing their swords and guns, and rushed forward.

Fan Huachang laughed, he has lived for more than 20 years, and he has never been so happy as he is today! What is it to die?

The two daggers in his hand touched, and there was a crisp sound of "ding": "Come on, kill!" ”

Guo Zhenghe's iron chain was covered first and smashed into the top of his head!

"What about the person who killed me? Still have to die! ”

Guo Zhenghe was born in a gangster, and he has experienced countless life-and-death battles, and as soon as he made a move, the tragic murderous aura rushed out, and even the law of heaven and man that Fan Huachang had just stepped into was rushed by this killing intent and froze for a moment.

"Flower arm Guo Zhenghe! My Feng Wuwei's people are also what you can kill? Three breaths do not retreat, slash! ”

A cold voice sounded in the air, Mei Niang turned to one side and saw a martial artist in his thirties in the other corner, drinking the wine in his cup casually.

Only to find out that this person had been sitting there from beginning to end, probably earlier than Fan Huachang, and when the bloody battle began, all the people had dispersed, but he had been drinking there.

Guo Zheng and the iron chain smashed down, Fan Huachang doubled his knives up, his elbows sank, he took two steps back, and his back slammed into the table. Guo Zhenghe didn't chase after him, and with the power of the counterthrust, he turned over and turned his eyes on the martial artist in the corner.