The pro who voted for the 6000-word update, Mengmeng has too many things at home in the past two days, and it is double-open, it is really unrealizable, Mengmeng bows here~~~

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"Mr. An, Uncle Chen may also be fascinated for a while." Jiang Tong opened his mouth to plead, "Forget it." ”

As if he hadn't heard, An Lan manipulated his wheelchair and turned around: "Miss Jiang, please come with me." ”

Jiang Tong suddenly understood that in such a big family, it was very taboo for his subordinates to act on behalf of his subordinates and make decisions for his master privately.

She stopped pleading and followed him into the study, where an entire wall was made into a bookshelf, and it was neatly filled with all kinds of books, all of which were antiquities in terms of quality.

The An family is really wealthy, and these ancient books together are enough to buy half a Shining Star.

But An Lan didn't look at those books, and went straight to the mahogany desk, where the drawer should have been a keyhole, but now it was a fingerprint lock, he reached out and pressed the lock, and the drawer opened quietly.

He took out an ancient book with a blue cover from the drawer and handed it to Jiang Tong, who saw the title of the book and chuckled in his heart.

"Seven Wounds Boxing".

In her previous life, she didn't like to read martial arts novels, but she still watched a lot of martial arts TV series, didn't this boxing technique appear in Mr. Jin's novels? She always thought that it was made up by Mr. Jin, could it be that there really is such a martial art in the world?

She couldn't wait to turn the page, page by page, the more she looked at it, the more surprised she became, just like the one described in Mr. Kim's novel, this punch is a punch, and there are seven different forces in one punch, which is extremely powerful.

But at the same time, there is a fatal flaw.

She frowned, secretly guessing, maybe those martial arts mentioned in martial arts novels are all in reality, or perhaps, in the 21st century, there are many martial artists who practice martial arts in the world, but they rarely appear in the world and are unknown.

It is said in the history books that more than 1,500 years ago, there was an apocalypse on the earth, the mother planet that gave birth to human beings, and in the last days, heroes were born, and the spiritual power of human beings evolved in that disaster, and the physical skills also came from the teaching of those heroes.

The Earth has long since perished, swallowed up by the sun that turned into a red giant, and the history of that time is so long ago that no one knows the truth.

Jiang Tong was no longer entangled, closed the book, and let out a long sigh.

"What's the matter, Miss Jiang thinks this ontological technique is not good?" An Lan has been observing her, her expression is focused when she reads the book, her embroidered eyebrows are tightly locked, and she has a heart-pounding demeanor.

Jiang Tong asked sternly: "Has anyone practiced this "Seven Wounds Fist Book"? ”

An Lan said: "I once lent it to a friend to practice, what's the matter, there is a problem with this boxing book?" ”

"That's right." Jiang Tong said solemnly, "Please do your best to tell that friend of yours that this set of punches also hurts yourself a lot, hurting others for three points and hurting yourself for seven points, and you can't practice anymore." ”

Originally, there would be no problem for the Seven Injuries Fist to be practiced by people with strong internal strength, but people in this era have no internal force, although the attack method of spiritual power is very similar to internal force, but after all, the principle is different, and it cannot be confused.

An Lan's face also became solemn, he had carefully studied the content of the book, and he also felt that there were some things that were slightly inappropriate, but the power of this physical technique was really huge, and those inappropriateness were ignored by him: "Is it really so strict?" ”

"I've seen a man who practices the Seven Wounds Fist." Jiang Tong said, "He broke his heart, so much so that he went berserk and couldn't help killing people everywhere." ”

An Lan was shocked, his handsome face was stained with a layer of haze, he was silent for a while, and said, "I understand, I will pay attention." ”

The other party is a smart person, Jiang Tong doesn't need to say too much, she returned the book, and the moment An Lan caught the book, a sense of crisis suddenly welled up in her heart, and she shouted: "Be careful!" He suddenly grabbed An Lan's arm, turned around, and pressed him to the ground.

An eerie wave of energy swept from the garden outside, instantly covering the entire room through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Jiang Tong suddenly felt his spiritual power suffocated, and almost at the same time, countless energy guns shot into the room, and the energy beams fell everywhere in the room like meteors, and as soon as they touched the object, they left an extremely deep scorched black hole.

Jiang Tong hugged An Lan and rolled on the spot at a very fast speed, hiding behind the mahogany desk.

The mahogany table obviously couldn't block the energy beam, Jiang Tong was anxious in his heart, and instinctively raised his arm, and Hongmeng purple qi gushed out from his hand, enveloping the two of them in an instant. As soon as the energy beam entered the purple mist, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

An Lan looked at the girl in disbelief, she hugged him, so close to him that he could clearly smell the faint fragrance on her body. A faint mist swirled around her body, as beautiful as the Nine Heavens Fairy recorded in ancient books.

What surprised him even more was that this purple mist, her body could overflow with such a magical gas, dissolving the energy beam into invisible.

No, that's not gas. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, it was an energy, an energy that had never been seen before.

Jiang Tong also realized at this time, internal force is also a kind of energy, since Hongmeng purple qi can dissolve internal force, it can naturally also dissolve the energy beam.

Before the first round of strafing was over, Uncle Chen had already arrived with his bodyguards, and he commanded this group of powerful bodyguards to fight to meet the enemy, covering the two to retreat to safety.

"Young Master, it's all my poor protection." Uncle Chen still had a wound on his forehead, and said anxiously, "This manor has been discovered by the 'evil omen' and is no longer safe, please order the evacuation of the eldest young master." ”

An Lan glanced at his legs, his face gloomy: "Do they think that with a mental power suppressor, they can kill me An Lan?" With that, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a wave of spiritual force suddenly released from his body, creating a layer of ripples visible to the naked eye in the air, rolling towards the study with a devastating momentum.

"Get down!" Uncle Chen shouted at his own people who were fighting in the communicator in time, and the bodyguards of the An family quickly pounced, and between the lightning and flint, the spiritual force wave had arrived, and the killers of the 'evil omen' couldn't dodge, they were lifted into the air, and fell down heavily, bleeding from the seven orifices, and the internal organs and brains were stirred into a puddle of mud, and they were so dead that they couldn't die anymore.

Uncle Chen was taken aback, and then rejoiced: "Congratulations, young master, you have broken through the twenty level of spiritual power." ”

Level 20?

Jiang Tong was shocked, she knew that An Lan's spiritual power level was very high, but she didn't expect it to be so high.

An Lan said lightly: "It's just that I have developed a nineteenth-level spiritual power suppressor, and I dare to assassinate me, and the bad omen is becoming more and more unsuccessful." ”

Just as the maid pushed a new wheelchair, Uncle Chen came over to help him, but he stretched out his hand to Jiang Tong, and Jiang Tong had no choice but to help him up.

"Uncle Chen." He lifted his eyelids, "Is there anything you want to tell me?" ”

Uncle Chen's face turned pale in an instant, his knees weakened, and he knelt down at his feet: "Young Master, I have no choice but to do so." ”

An Lan's eyes narrowed slightly: "You have followed me for so many years, almost watching me grow up, what is the hardship that will make you collude with outsiders and betray me?" ”