This is a retro-style Chinese building, high walls, cornices, dragons and phoenixes, two extraordinary white stone lions, vermilion and yellow nails, a burly figure in front of the vermilion and yellow nail gate, wearing a white Tang suit, holding a black and shiny iron rod in his hand, like a tower, standing there your old man.

Chinese people?

After Zhou Chen stopped the car, he looked at the high-walled courtyard and the old man standing at the gate who seemed to be standing like a hill, and was slightly surprised.

"Please." The black-robed man got out of the car, opened the door for Zhou Chen, and after Zhou Chen got out of the car, he pointed to the old man and said, "This is Mr. Zhou, your first challenger." ”

After saying that, he got into the car and left without hesitation.

Zhou Chen's face was full of astonishment, what kind of situation is this? Challenger?

Didn't Nima invite me to have something to discuss? How did it look like breaking into the Tower of Death!

"Eat me." Just when Zhou Chen was stunned, the old man suddenly kicked the stick, and suddenly shot two cold rays from his eyes, and the iron rod in his hand smashed towards Zhou Chen.

Sparks flew everywhere, and Zhou Chen staggered the old man's heavy and powerful stick to leave a fist-sized pit on the ground, which was cement-textured, and this was going to kill him.

Seeing Zhou Chen dodge, the old man swept the stick in his hand violently, and a whistling sound sounded, sweeping towards Zhou Chen's head.

"Hehe, since you want my life, then don't blame me for being rude now." Zhou Chen dodged the old man's stick again, and this hand slammed into the air and grabbed the stick in the old man's hand.

The old man saw Zhou Chen stretch out his hand and grabbed the stick in his hand, and the stick staggered with Zhou Chen in one round, and it was pointed at Zhou Chen's throat like a gun.

Bang dang!

Zhou Chen clasped his hands together and grabbed the stick in the old man's hand, a smug smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and a stunned look flashed in the old man's eyes when he twisted it vigorously.

Because his whole person was taken by Zhou Chen and flew out to the side, although his hand grabbed the stick and didn't let go, but this young man's strength was so great that he couldn't grasp the stick at all.

"Drink." The old man twisted back in the air, and this person actually stood on top of the stick independently and steadily, and his body grabbed Zhou Chen like a hungry tiger.

"Give it to me." Zhou Chen came to Erlang Danshan with both hands, and this was sent up suddenly, and the old man's whole person was thrown into the air.

"Eat me with a stick." Zhou Chen's tense feet slammed on the ground, and the whole person jumped up, and the iron rod in his hand was whirring in the air, and a few stick flowers chased after the old man.

Bang dang!

The stick smashed on the old man's arm, although this stick was not so powerful, but it was hit by the iron guy in the arm, it was also extremely uncomfortable, but the stick smashed on the old man's wrist, it was as if it was smashed on the iron stone.

"Boy, you're good." The old man fell to the ground, ripped off his shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs, and his feet sank down in a fist stance.

I see!

Zhou Chen saw that the old man put on the unique vigilance style of Hong Fist, and knew why this hit on the old man's hand did not hurt him, and saw that he was wearing a row of finger-thick iron bracelets on his wrist.

"Huh." After the old man waved his hands in front of him a few times, his body tensed suddenly, and his hands pushed forward violently, and the iron ring was instantly closed together, and he shouted loudly in his mouth, and the whole person chased after Zhou Chen like a tiger descending a mountain.

The stick in Zhou Chen's hand was horizontal to his chest, and the old man's arm smashed into the iron rod with a piercing sound, and the right hand was stopped, and the left hand violently punched Zhou Chen's lower abdomen.

Zhou Chen's left foot raised and collided with the old man's hand in the air, and then the whole person took a few steps back uncontrollably.

And this Hongquan is even more particular about a lower plate, and their narrative is that these feet are like a tree, to be deeply rooted in the ground.

"Die." Zhou Chen shouted angrily, and the iron rod in his hand smashed towards the old man again, this time he smashed out more than a dozen sticks in one go, making the old man extremely embarrassed, this stick seemed to hit here out of nowhere, and there would be attacks from other places immediately.

The iron rod smashed on both hands, this time he did not retreat, but the iron ring in the old man's hand actually broke from the middle with a long sound, and the old man staggered and stood on his feet and looked at his empty wrist in disbelief.

"Hehe, you're eating me with a stick." Zhou Chen waved his hand and chased after the old man, but just when he had already brought the stick to the old man, he heard the old man shouting: "I admit defeat." ”

"In that case, then don't pass by." Zhou Chen said and threw the stick in his hand on the ground, turned around and was about to leave, at this time the old man said again: "The people here, you must go to see them, otherwise your friend is very likely to die." ”

"My friend?"

"Yes, Mr. Han."

When he heard the cold word, Zhou Chen stood still, his eyebrows were about to be twisted into a Sichuan character, and a few days ago Han called him, saying that he was now trapped in the Amazon tropical jungle.

So how did he become a captive?

"How can I believe what you say?" Zhou Chen looked at the old man with a solemn face, if Han was really here, then he would really have to go in and walk for a while.

"Hehe, if you don't believe it, then I'll let you see it." The old man seemed to have known that Zhou Chen would ask this, so he had been prepared.

As soon as the old man's words fell, the closed door creaked, and others pushed it open hard, only to see two people dressed as black-robed wizards pushing a wheelchair, which was tied up with black tape around the cold mouth of the flowers, and he was excited to shake the wheelchair at the moment he saw Zhou Chen, and his mouth made a whining sound.

"Now do you believe it?"

Zhou Chen's eyes were on fire, his fists were clenched, and he said, "Isn't it, as long as I defeat your people, he will be able to go with me?" ”

"Not bad." After the old man finished speaking, he went inside without stopping, and the two black-robed wizards also pushed wheelchairs inside.

Zhou Chen took a deep breath and followed him to the courtyard, only to see that the courtyard was brightly lit, and the two old men on the highest attic were looking at Zhou Chen not far away, and one of the bearded old men from the West asked the bearded old man from the East next to him, and said, "Xu, do you think this person can come to us?" ”

"This young man is extremely strong, and I believe he can come to us." The old man picked up the purple clay pot next to him, and after taking a sip hard, he saw that the old man next to him was suspicious, and said with a smile: "Hehe, you don't believe it?" So let's wait and see. ”

"I also hope that he will come to us." The old man in the West and the old man in the East looked at each other and smiled.

Zhou Chen stood in the courtyard, looking at the young man who was less than ten meters away from him, dressed neatly dressed as a warrior, holding a long sword in his arms, and a cold look in his eyes.

"What weapon do you use?" The young man was about the same age as Zhou Chen, but where he stood it was like an ice cube, and the voice was also cold, as if he came from the Nine Shadows.

Zhou Chen took out an iron spear from the weapon rack next to him, took it in his hand and felt that the weight was a little small, and threw it next to him and took off a ghost head knife from the knife rack next to him to feel that the weight was still light.

I picked it all over again, and finally I took a fancy to a two-handed sword on the shelf next to me, so I nodded with satisfaction, and said to the young man, "Come on." ”

The young man didn't have any extra words, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his hand, and the snow-white sword light flashed, and the whole person pounced on Zhou Chen with this foot on the ground.

Zhou Chen held the sword in both hands, stopped the sword stabbed by the young man, and then shook it hard, and then the sword instantly stepped forward and stabbed.

"Hmph." The young man snorted coldly, the sword in his hand flew quickly to stop Zhou Chen's sword, and then quickly stabbed three swords in a row towards Zhou Chen.

It was as if three swords had been stabbed in an instant, almost to the point of dazzling, the sword in Zhou Chen's hand was constantly flying, the two people kept colliding, and the friction of the two swords sent out a series of sparks.

At this time, Zhou Chen slashed away with a sword, and the startled young man hurriedly retreated, and Zhou Chen was unforgiving and quickly chased after him.

"Bang dang!"

The young man blocked the sword in front of his neck, and the indescribable shock was that Zhou Chen's sword pierced the sword body that he was lying across his neck.

"Open it for me." Zhou Chen shouted, his hands slammed hard, and he threw the young man away in an instant, and then swept his sword from the bottom to the top.

"Ah......" Blood was flying, and the young man's hand holding the sword was actually chopped off by Zhou Chen, and he stepped back with a look of shock on his face, covering the indescribable shock of his broken arm.

Zhou Chen didn't bother with the young man, and walked quickly towards the inner courtyard, just when his feet just stepped inside, he heard a sound of breaking the air, and then two cold rays rushed towards Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen swung the sword in his hand violently in the air, instantly knocking these flying cold rays to the ground, and his feet were a little on the ground, and he pounced towards the place where the cold rays came from.

Another series of flying knives rushed towards Zhou Chen, and Zhou Chen in the air pulled his sword to shoot down those flying knives, and this person had already come to Leng Chuyan, who was about to launch with the flying knives in his hand.

"It's you."

"Why can't it be me?" Leng Chuyan looked at Zhou Chen coldly and said, "I lost to you last time, but today I want your life." ”

"You're the one I'm going to hit?" Although Zhou Chen was shocked, it didn't matter if you knew anything or not.

Now all he had to do was knock down all the people in front of him.

"Not bad." Leng Chuyan was just about to launch, but Zhou Chen's sword had already reached her snow-white neck, and the tip of the cold sword with the smell of blood was against her neck.

"So now it's time for me to go to the next place?" Zhou Chen put away his sword as he spoke, and strode inside.

Leng Chuyan, whose face was full of shame and indignation, shook her hand suddenly.

"It seems that you really don't plan to be honest if you don't get a lesson." Zhou Chen's body swept away those flying knives in an instant, and the sword slammed towards Leng Chuyan's white face.

Syllable!

A crisp sound sounded, and Zhou Chen's merciless sword body slapped Leng Chuyan's face fiercely, hitting her one by one and almost sitting on the ground, a blood-red mark appeared on this pink pretty face in an instant, she trembled all over, covered her face with one hand, and said, "I'm going to kill you." ”

"Who are you going to kill?" Zhou Chen gave the sword away, and put it against Leng Chuyan's neck, looked at her coldly, and warned: "If you are here to make trouble, then don't blame me for being unkind to you." ”

"You, you ......"

"Hmph." Zhou Chen's patience was long gone, so he kicked Leng Chuyan's lower abdomen, and Leng Chuyan snorted, and the whole person flew out and fell heavily on the ground, she sat on the ground and covered her lower abdomen, her beautiful eyes were full of coldness.

She swore that she would kill the bastard, or else today's humiliation would be a nightmare for the rest of her life.