Chen Zhen, who had already put life and death aside, stepped into the Hongkou Dojo again.

When I learned that my mentor Huo Yuanjia was poisoned to death in a duel with the Japanese. In a fit of rage, Chen Zhen came to this Hongkou Dojo alone.

That war, in the early years of the Republic of China. Chen Zhen forged his own legend. But because of that battle, Chen Zhen could only remain incognito. With the help of many powerful people at that time, he was able to escape the assassination of the Japanese. fled to Europe. Because of this, he accidentally participated in the First World War.

Nearly a hundred sturdy disciples knelt on both sides of the Hongkou Dojo.

With his hands in his pockets, Chen Zhen didn't care about everything around him at all. I didn't even take off my shoes and walked in so swaggeringly.

Yumi Yamaguchi, who had always felt guilty about Chen Zhen, lowered her head and came to Rishi Takeshi, who was wearing a black samurai uniform. He said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency Dazuo. Chen Zhen has been brought! ”

Lishi, who wiped the katana in his hand, slowly got up, looked over Yumi Yamaguchi, who had his head down, and looked at Chen Zhen, who was wearing a white tunic and unruly. said in a cold voice: "I've been waiting for you for a long time... Today, I'm going to defeat you in this Hongkou Dojo with my own hands! ”

The unruly Chen Zhen looked around and said disdainfully, "Really? I didn't expect it to be ten years.. Nothing has changed here! ”

"There is no need to change at all, we Japanese are already strong!" Lishi said in a cold voice.

"Times are changing, if not changing... That's always a result. That's 'losing'! Chen Zhen shouted.

"Hahahaha.. Are you being stupid by electricity? ”

In Lishi's wanton laughter, Da Gang, who had been dead for a long time, was dragged in front of Chen Zhen by two disciples of the Hongkou Dojo like a dead pork.

Looking at the stiff body, the whole body was covered with wounds that were deep and visible in the flesh and flesh, and he couldn't see the big gang. Chen Zhen couldn't hold back the anger in his heart any longer. Chen Zhen, who was smiling angrily, stretched out his hand to brush Da Gang's dead eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Da Gang... You can rest assured.. I'll avenge you.. I'll let those people go down with you in a moment! ”

"Osa... Didn't you promise me not to kill him..."Yumi Yamaguchi asked with tears in her voice.

"I will not spare anyone who dares to oppose our Imperial Japanese Army... He's the same. You are the same.." As he spoke, Riki stabbed out with a katana in his hand.

'Poof..' With the crisp sound of the sharp weapon shattering, the blade had already passed through Yumi Yamaguchi's chest.

"Since you don't want to be Yumi Yamaguchi, then continue to be your Fang Qing.." As he spoke, the cold-faced Riki pulled it hard, pulling the katana that pierced Yumi Yamaguchi out of his chest.

Yumi Yamaguchi, who was directly stabbed in the chest with a knife, suddenly felt as if everything was free. The blood gushing out of her chest and the suffocating sensation seemed to drain all her strength. But even so, when falling to the ground. Yumi Yamaguchi still tried to look at Chen Zhen. I hope that before I die, I can take another look at this man who makes her heartfelt.

At this moment, an abrupt voice came.

"I didn't expect that the old decay slept for a while, and my China Shenzhou actually fell like this... The little widow also dares to show off his might in the land of my Shenzhou? It's ridiculous.. Lamentable.. What a pity.."

This was like a sound that hit the soul directly, and even Chen Zhen, who was full of grief and anger, couldn't help but look back.

I saw that one was wearing a quaint black gown. Long black hair shawl. The man with a hideous Shura mask on his face was already standing in the Hongkou Dojo at some point.

With the appearance of this strange man, even the powerful stone who had the chance to win was stunned for a while.

As the highest commander of the Japanese army in Shanghai, Li Shimeng was naturally proficient in Chinese, and the word 倭寇 was a contemptuous name for the Japanese who repeatedly invaded the coastal areas of China during the Ming Dynasty.

But now, after the Meiji Restoration and the First Sino-Japanese Naval War. Japan has long been an Asian power.

The person who came was naturally Chen Tianqi, and there was no doubt that he was in white with long hair in a shawl. It was transformed with the help of the power of the 'Pretender's Mask'.

Hearing this contemptuous title, Li Shimeng, who was extremely angry, sneered: "In your Huaxia words, the forest is really big, and there are all kinds of birds... Are you still coming to die at such an old age? I admire your courage... You can rest assured. I'll leave you a whole corpse."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen disciples of the Hongkou Dojo at the door stood up and rushed towards Chen Tianqi.

Even if he didn't spend more than 900,000 merit points to exchange for the 'Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch' bloodline, Chen Tianqi was still the martial arts cultivator who had reached the innate realm. At the same time, a strong person who cultivates his 'reading' ability to the peak. In the Heavenly World of Full-Time Hunter. As long as it is not subjected to a frontal attack by a nuclear bomb. No one dared to say that they could defeat Chen Tianqi.

Facing the more than a dozen Hongkou Dojo disciples rushing towards him with their teeth and claws, under the hideous Shura mask, the corners of Chen Tianqi's mouth outlined a sneer.

And just when Chen Zhen was about to help this strange 'old man' who suddenly came. Chen Tianqi suddenly moved.

Hand knives, whip legs, straight fists, all moves are ordinary. But the terrifying attack power made Chen Zhen's eyes widen in disbelief.

I saw that Chen Tianqi's hand knife was everywhere. A disciple of the Hongkou Dojo was in a different place in an instant. The whip leg that brought out the afterimage directly cut off the five disciples of the Hongkou Dojo. Straight punches without any fancy. The upper bodies of the three Hongkou Dojo disciples shattered. Only the lower half of the body rests on the ground.

The scene in front of him, let alone Chen Zhen. Even if it's a strong stone. It's all beyond their imagination. After all, no matter how great the strength of human beings is, it is only a few hundred kilograms.

With Chen Zhen or Li Shimeng's cultivation, relying on simple attack methods such as hand knives, whip legs, and straight fists. As long as you hit the opponent's vital point, it is still possible to beat the enemy into internal injuries and kill them on the spot. But it will definitely not be like this mysterious 'old man' of unknown origin in front of him. A single punch can shatter a living person.

"The Tang hand was created in the period of the Tang Dynasty in China. You wretches, you learned some fur and changed your name to karate? Do you also deserve the word 'Tao'? Today, the old decay will use Tang hands to deal with you, so that you can see what the real Tang hands are! ”

As he spoke, Chen Tian, who was wearing a black robe and a hideous Shura mask, activated.

It's still a whip leg, a straight fist, and a hand knife. But the disciples in the Hongkou Dojo were completely like paper paste in front of Chen Tianqi.

Straight punches go over, and they shatter when they touch. The whip leg with the afterimage flicked, like the scythe of death, and it could cut off many Hongkou Dojo disciples with fearful faces. The blade-like palm knife could directly pierce through the chests of those Hongkou Dojo disciples.

Looking at the mysterious old man who seemed to be a killing god descending into the world, like chopping melons and vegetables, he slaughtered more than 100 Hongkou Dojo disciples in just a few minutes, and Chen Zhen, who was so frightened, even forgot his purpose for coming to Hongkou Dojo.

How many minutes will it take to kill all the more than 100 disciples of the Hongkou Dojo? This is, of course, the result of Chen Tianqi's suppression of strength. If you use the twelve flying knives condensed by the innate qi or the 'reality system'. It only takes one breath to slaughter more than 100 people. If you use the 'Law of Space' that you have completely mastered with the bloodline of the 'Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch'. Not to mention this small Hongkou Dojo, even if it is Japan. It is also capable of destroying within three breaths.