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[Chapter 397]: The power of one punch is about to separate

Yan Cheng felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he had mixed tastes, the black-robed young man standing in front of him was several years younger than him, but Yan Cheng only felt that what was standing in front of him was a mountain.

A majestic mountain.

The weight of this mountain can crush him into a sieve powder in an instant.

One hundred and sixty-four zhang deep into the Earth Yuan Tianchi!

With such proud achievements in ancient and modern times, Yan Cheng found that compared to Fang Zhi, he was no different from an ant.

Now that Fang Zhi has come to the door, he doesn't admit it, does he want to show his ambition and be beaten?

Or a little more miserable, scrapped?

It is meaningless, the so-called person who knows the times is Junjie, the elder Kong Li in the pavilion bowed to Fang Zhi, and he had to return the salute, and Granny Liu took special care of him and gave him two things, one of which was a prefecture-level high-grade martial art, which also invisibly showed that Fang Zhi's status today is not yesterday.

"Brother Yan, this is a bad word, I can afford the three words Senior Brother Lin, didn't you say that after you get out of the customs, you want to settle grievances with me?" Fang Zhi sneered, his eyes were indifferent, this cold voice sounded so sharp and harsh.

Yan Cheng's face was red with shame at these words, and the panic in his eyes was even worse, his head was lowered and trembling, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

He understood that he couldn't avoid the catastrophe in front of him.

Yan Cheng was full of remorse, if he didn't talk about Fang Zhi as soon as possible, he wouldn't provoke this plague god.

It's good now, it's caused trouble that he can't shake off, which makes his intestines repent, but there is no regret medicine in the world, the matter has come to this, Yan Cheng had no choice but to bow down, put his posture extremely high, and replied in a trembling voice: "Senior Brother Lin, the past grievances were my recklessness, I don't know what to do, you are the stars in the sky...... And I'm ...... And I'm ......"

Yan Cheng's words came to this, his face was red and hot, his fists were clutching his robe, and he seemed to have some words that were difficult to speak, but in the end, he stiffened his head and laughed miserably: "And I'm just dust on the ground, please forgive me!"

When he said this, Kong Li in the pavilion showed an unbearable posture.

Yan Cheng's talent is also one of the best in Cangzhou City, a talent that can be created in the future, such a young man, how proud his heart is, now in order to avoid trouble, he has to say self-derogatory and insulting words, and beg the other party for forgiveness, it is conceivable that for Yan Cheng, this is such a humiliation, and his heart is probably dripping blood at this time.

Hearing this trembling voice, Fang Zhi was a little unbearable, but then he thought about it, if Yan Cheng was put in his place, I am afraid that this son would not hesitate to kill him, right?

There is no turning back when the bow is opened, and the martial arts are the weak.

The reason why the enemy appears to you as humble, lowly, and inferior is only because you are stronger than him, and you have mastered his life.

Your kindness to him is tantamount to hurting yourself.

At this moment, Fang Zhi punched out, this punch was as fast as lightning, vaguely bringing bursts of piercing sonic booms, the majestic Yuan Wei tore through the air, and the punch did not arrive, but the sharp fist qi brought up was enough to make the scalp of ordinary Earth Yuan Realm martial artists numb!

Yan Cheng was also worthy of the reputation of the handsome generation of Cangzhou, and almost subconsciously reacted to meet Fang Zhi's fist with a palm, but as soon as the palm was punched, the sharp fist qi had already torn a thin layer of skin in the palm of the palm! Yan Cheng's hairs stood on end, and he hurriedly palmed his hand, wanting to close his arms and resist this punch, but it was too late.

Only to hear a piercing sound of bones breaking, Yan Cheng's right arm turned white in an instant, blood splattered in all directions, and he took eight steps back before he could barely stabilize his crumbling body.

Fang Zhi's punch only used seventy percent of the strength, containing the shock of the Eight Extremes Fist, not only hurting his right arm, Yan Cheng's body was just stable for a moment, his face suddenly flushed and twisted together, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his chest rose and fell, and his momentum seemed to be wilting to the extreme.

This punch also caused him a lot of internal injuries!

Yan Cheng was frightened, but after bearing Fang Zhi's punch, he finally understood one thing!

The gap between him and Fang Zhi is indeed a ravine!

Whether it's status or cultivation.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lin, for forgiving me. After Yan Cheng settled his body, he bowed to Fang Zhi with a fearful face, the white bones on his right arm were still bubbling with blood, and there were many tendons and veins wrapped around the bones, but the most important thing at this time was not the injury, but his attitude, he knew that Fang Zhi did not go all out, and this punch was mainly to teach him a lesson.

It is also the benevolence of Fang Zhi, and it is the tolerance of the strong!

"You're smart. After Fang Zhi said this, he turned his head and left.

Yan Cheng is indeed very smart, he has been humbly admitting his mistakes from beginning to end.

If Yan Cheng was still a little disrespectful or a little rampant to Fang Zhi just now, then his fate would be a hundred times worse than now.

Fang Zhi's drastic methods made the Cangzhou disciples full of awe for him, and they had already put Fang Zhi on the same level as the guild elder in their hearts, and even vaguely were even higher than the elders.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Fang Zhi's punch had not used all his strength.

If this punch was used with all his strength, I am afraid that Yan Cheng at this time would have been lying on the ground like his three junior brothers, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

One punch almost abolished one of the best handsome in Cangzhou.

This kind of strength is worthy of Fang Zhi's current status, and many disciples have recorded Fang Zhidi's upright face and pine-like posture and the proud ancient and modern Fu!

Two hours later, Kong Li left the Jade Pavilion with twelve Cangzhou disciples and returned to Cangzhou.

This time, Cangzhou's harvest in Diyuan Tianchi was really not big, but it lost four excellent disciples, even so, the leader of the team was not displeased at all.

Compared with Fang Zhi's prominence, Cangzhou's loss is simply not worth mentioning!

When Kong Li was leaving, he specially greeted Fang Zhi as a sign of respect.

In the Jade Pavilion, only one vein of Baizhou City remained, and Fang Zhi and the others did not stay for too long, half an hour after Kong Li and the others left.

Fang Zhi and the five people also began to leave, before leaving, Fang Zhi solemnly bowed to Granny Liu three times, fulfilled the etiquette of the juniors, Granny Liu sat with a smile, and said to Fang Zhi that if you encounter trouble, you can come to retreat in the Jade Pavilion.

Granny Liu's loving smile was imprinted in Fang Zhi's heart, Fang Zhi had lived for seventeen years, and it was the first time he had met such an interesting martial arts senior, which also made him feel very emotional, and his heart was full of respect.

The door of the Jade Pavilion opened, the ice and snow were howling, the wind was fierce, and the five people rode the cloud-winged horses, leaving from the Jade Pavilion and soaring in the blizzard.

Fang Zhi looked at the endless cold land at the junction of Baicang, and looked at Gao Zhan, Ling Xiaobei, Zhou Rong, and Peng Lin sitting in the car, and a touch of warmth grew in his heart, but he felt a faint pain.

The warm spring pearls in the carriage shimmered red, releasing a comforting warmth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, when the Cloudwing Horse flies over the cold land, it is also time for me to say goodbye to you briefly. Fang Zhi looked at the silver-haired old man who took good care of him, Ling Xiaobei, who had a big personality, and Peng Lin, who was kind-hearted, and his heart was mixed.