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Wealthy families.

The emperor will be the prime minister.

For some of the highest-ranking people.

Those who follow behind have a lifetime, but they can be with the same party in their lifetimes, and they should also share the blessings and blessings.

Whether it is to treat each other as brothers, or to carve out the territory, for sitting up and enjoying the wealth in the future.

It's all worth it.

But, for some.

The more loyal he is, the more he is like a family dog.

Whether it is Zuo Yang, one of the capitals, or Han Qingzhi, who is nine thousand years old in the past, in the eyes of Qin Zizhong, the third generation of the Qin family.

The word loyal dog is a generalization.

"Hiss."

A knife chopped off, and blood splattered everywhere.

Several of the surrounding rich children, who were completely foils, were frightened by this scene on the spot, and their souls trembled.

Ignorant teenager.

Because of this sudden knife, I was stunned for a few seconds, and then I felt the heart-rending pain.

At the same time, there is also a cold sweat on the forehead, which is constantly oozing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

However, at the moment when the boy opened his mouth to wail.

The indifferent man who didn't smile stepped forward and blocked his mouth tightly.

Despair.

Suffering.

Life is better than death.

Ben and this incident, the two unrelated teenagers, almost passed out on the spot.

And, the initiator of this incident.

Still reveling in a complacent situation.

"In ancient times, who was a king and an emperor, which one was not ruthless?"

The corners of Qin Zizhong's mouth were raised, and a cold smile was raised.

With a wave of his hand, he motioned to the indifferent man to do as he was told.

Full house.

Looking at Qin Zizhong who regained his smile, he was frightened for no reason, and no one could have imagined that Qin Zizhong, who seemed to be arrogant and domineering, did not learn and did not know how to learn.

There will also be such a murderous side?!

"Do you really think that in this imperial capital, he Chu Xuan is worthy of being the leader of the younger generation?"

Qin Zizhong muttered to himself, reached out to pick up the chopsticks, and continued to feast.

This bloodshed in the middle of the way.

It's as if it has nothing to do with him.

The indifference of human nature can be seen.

……

Rumble!

Ningjiang, coastline.

Chu Xuan took off the knife in battle, his five fingers quickly came together, and in front of Han Qingzhi's chest, he punched in a muffled voice.

With the strength of his fist now.

Although it is not as good as Han Qingzhi, who specializes in horizontal training, it is a punch from a powerhouse in the twelve realms.

It's not a trivial matter.

Sure enough, this punch seemed to be smashed on top of the copper wall, and the void swayed with a continuous trill, and the feeling was really like a bronze weapon had been smashed through.

Han Qingzhi, who did not move at all.

Through this punch, his feet hit the ground, and gradually a pit four or five inches deep followed, following his backward sliding posture, plowing all the way to the hole.

"Boom!"

Twenty zhang away.

Han Qingyi's foot was suddenly raised, and then he stomped down, finally stopping his uncontrollable body that was sliding on his own.

Chu Xuan carried the knife with one hand, swaying from side to side, sharp blade.

In mid-air, he cut out one strange arc after another.

"For many years, I haven't met an opponent of equal strength."

Han Qingzhi lowered his eyebrows, stroking the chest that had been punched before, and a bleak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Before leaving.

The small village called Zhangwan.

The young man touched his head and finally promised him that he could study seriously in the future, but there was a premise that the young man would learn martial arts from behind him.

Naturally, there is also the mother of the teenager.

The lonely widow who dragged the young man to grow up alone.

She said that all these years.

There is no one to stand with me in the twilight.

No one asked me about the porridge.

Silent and silent, winter is gone.

The peach blossoms are blooming and springing again.

Where does a rough man who has been dancing with knives and guns for half his life understand the meaning of these affectionate words?

Just, before parting.

She stood under the house, and the reluctance and dependence between her eyes made Han Qingzhi suddenly feel that even if you are dominant, your style is peerless.

In fact, it is far inferior to her in her heart, by her side.

In the past, those who liked to chew words were willing to encourage in their ears, what beauties since ancient times are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

I have time to find a mother-in-law and hurry up to complete the major events in my life.

At that time, he always perfunctorily shirked, wait, wait.

Waited year after year.

Approaching the age of half a hundred, he finally saw that he could start a family, but he never thought that he was urgently transferred to the front line, although there was only one enemy.

But the horror of the killing power is far better than that of thousands of troops.

Don't.

It's really like what those guys who are worried about giving new words say, this river and lake, I can't help myself.

This brave man on the battlefield is also unable to escape the word 'loyalty'.

"Huh."

Taking advantage of his distraction, Han Qingzhi quickly adjusted.

With a punch just now, Chu Xuan completely disrupted his aura, although it did not cause damage to his five internal organs.

However, the potential impact is not small.

The kung fu he practiced was precious in one breath, and when he was angry, everything was scattered.

Rumble!

In an instant, Han Qingzhi volleyed a kick again.

Dust and sand everywhere.

Eyes are cold.

At the same time, he exuded a terrifying aura all over his body, that feeling, like a god blocking and killing a god, and a Buddha blocking and punishing the Buddha's demon in the world.

Even if it's through the screen, it can still make people tremble.

"Phew!"

Chu Xuan never spoke from beginning to end.

Even if Han Qingzhi put on this battle, he was still silent.

His slightly raised right hand was a dragon bird knife as bright as velvet snow, and on both sides of the blade, there were wisps of white light, like dozens of silks, moving in the wind.

Sonorous!

The next moment.

Chu Xuan raised the knife in his right hand, and his left hand was brought together into a fist.

Half a step out, in a trance, it seems that this area is shaking with the ground.

Han Qingzhi didn't dare to underestimate the enemy too much.

Almost at the moment when Chu Xuan handed out a knife, a fist the size of a sandbag slammed over.

Tough with fists.

"Boom, boom!"

Chu Xuan's mouth sneered, it was originally a head-to-head dragon sparrow, and he retreated.

Instead, the two sides punched hard.

The center point of the two fists touched, and it quickly burst.

The accompanying void seemed to have collapsed, with a circular luster, spreading along the fists of the two of them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rumble!

This is the second punch.

Rumble!

This is the third punch.

Boom Boom!

It seemed that the two fists collided, and the moment the picture was frozen, Chu Xuan punched one punch after another, like a chisel formation, and Han Qingzhi who hit him retreated inch by inch, and it was difficult step by step.

It's too fast.

The whole body is full of fists.

Han Qingzhi, who had never made a move, exploded his entire right arm at the moment when Chu Xuan handed out the fourth punch.

Front and back through.

Blood was spilling.

"Ahem."

Han Qingzhi took dozens of steps back, looking at his right arm being pierced as a whole, and his pupils were deep with a complex expression.

Meanwhile.

From the five royal families, all territories, and countless eyes, all after Han Qingzhi was injured and defeated.

The collective fell silent.

"Strictly speaking, although Chu Xuan's realm is high, but Han Qingzhi is even more fierce, it is an existence whose physical body is comparable to an iron wall, he was actually punched through his physical body, this is ......"

Half of the arm is gone.

The dust settled.

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