"Could it be, is it a profound martial art?"

Seeing that Wang Python didn't answer, the praying mantis asked tentatively again.

He likes to watch martial arts movies very much, like Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang Divine Skill on TV, Ling Hu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords, the undefeated Sunflower Treasure Book of the East, and the Eighteen Dragons of Qiao's Gang Leader......

It is precisely because of these unfathomable martial arts that these people can counterattack all the way, spread their fame through the ages, and become peerless masters and heroes in everyone's minds!

Could it be that Mo Fan, this kid, also fell off the cliff and didn't fall to his death, but had to defy the chance and cultivated a secret book of innate qi, so he was not even afraid of the eldest brother's murderous name, known as the lifeless iron killing fist under the fist?

Well, it must be so!

Just when the praying mantis looked determined, he saw that Wang Python spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Wow for a long time, Wang Python relieved his breath and opened his mouth to explain.

Just now, it wasn't that he didn't want to explain, but his blood was surging, and he didn't have time to explain!

"You're wrong!

Innate Gang Qi is not a secret book of exercises.

It is a kind of transformation of a martial arts powerhouse with a deep control over internal forces!

The so-called internal strength is released externally, and the gas is turned into gang, which is the case!"

When the praying mantis heard this, his complexion changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

The internal strength is released, and the gas is turned into gang!

Isn't this the cultivation program of the Martial Dao Transformation Realm?

Could it be that this kid's cultivation has already reached ......

Wang Python and Praying Mantis both changed their faces, and they didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

Transformation realm, that is the existence that stands at the top of the martial arts!

In today's world, there are only a handful of people who can achieve this.

And those people, I'm afraid that the youngest Wudang Zhang Mo asked Zhang Zhenren that he would also live a hundred years old!

This kid is only twenty-four or five, could it be that he has already reached the realm of martial arts and is among the grandmasters?

If that's the case, then this kid is too rebellious, and it's not an exaggeration to call him a demon!

"Who does I want to kill, who dares to stop it, who can stop it?"

Mo Fan put his hands behind his back, looked around the four fields, and asked loudly.

Just now, Brother Mantis blocked him, seven or eight little brothers holding knives and sticks blocked him, and the Viper Lang King Python blocked him, but they were all understated by him, and they were all shocked back at will like swatting dead flies.

Three years ago, Wu Biao kidnapped him on Phoenix Mountain, tied him with iron chains, threw his body on a cliff, and sank his body at the bottom of the river.

This revenge should be avenged now!

The sound echoed in the courtyard, and the audience was dead silent, and they touched Mo Fan's gaze, as if they were seeing a ghost.

No one dared to respond!

"Wu Biao, take your life!"

Mo Fan shouted vigorously, raised his knife again, and forced Wu Biao forward!

......

......

At the same time.

Zheng Family Mansion!

In a huge manor house covering an area of hundreds of acres, like a small kingdom, Zheng Lao stood on the viewing balcony with his hands in his hands.

As far as the eye can see, the first lake in Jiangcheng and the beautiful scenery of West Lake sit in the bottom of the eye.

But at this moment, Zheng Lao was not in a good mood at all by the stunning beauty of the lake, autumn and moon in front of him.

On the contrary, the white eyebrows are tightly locked, full of sadness!

He is worried about the health of his granddaughter Zheng Yanan!

I don't know what's going on, since two days ago, after letting Zheng Yanan absorb the aura in that spirit stone, Zheng Yanan's body has not only failed to heal from the dark disease caused by cultivation, but on the contrary, Zheng Yanan's spirit has also deteriorated day by day.

For this reason, Mr. Zheng didn't know how many famous doctors he had invited for his granddaughter.

Many of them are well-known experts who have been brought in by special planes from all over the country.

But the result of the consultation was that everyone said that they were helpless and had never seen such a strange disease.

Hearing this result, Zheng Lao seemed to be ten years old overnight.

Among the many children and grandchildren, Zheng Lao's favorite is this granddaughter.

Zheng Yanan is not only generous and beautiful, has the best foundation in martial arts, but more importantly, she is the only concern left by her youngest son and his wife in this world.

If he can't take care of her by himself, what face will he have to go down to see his son and daughter-in-law under Jiuquan.

Seeing that the cute girl who was alive and kicking a few days ago can only lie on the hospital bed now, her shape is broken, and this kind of heart-piercing pain will never be understood by outsiders.

A cigarette is smoked one cigarette after another.

After smoking almost four packs of cigarettes,

Zheng Lao suddenly had a flash of inspiration, remembering what Mo Fan said at the door of the Dorsett Hotel that day.

Mo Fan persuaded himself that it was best not to use spirit stones to heal Zheng Yanan's injuries. Otherwise, it will backfire!

At that time, he didn't care too much.

Now that I think about it, could it be that Mo Fan saw the problem early in the morning?

According to this speculation, does Mo Fan have a way to cure his granddaughter?

"Go, call Lao Zhang!"

As soon as he thought of this, Zheng Lao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ordered the servant waiting at the door.

Two minutes later, a middle-aged man was hurriedly brought up.

This person is Lao Zhang.

His identity is Zheng Lao's full-time driver.

"Do you remember the home address of Mr. Mo you sent me the night before yesterday?"

Zheng Lao looked at Lao Zhang expectantly, and couldn't wait to ask.

Lao Zhang nodded, "Master, Xiao Zhang remembers." Your car, usually even the mayor is not qualified to go up in person, but I made a special trip to Mr. Mo's family, Xiao Zhang guessed that Mr. Mo must have a good background, so he wrote it down carefully. ”

"Well done, you are shrewd, and you have followed me for so many years in vain! This month, you can find an extra 100,000 yuan in the financial department to receive a salary, which can be regarded as a reward for you! Now, go and prepare immediately, and take me to Mr. Mo's house. ”

......

......

Watching Mo Fan lift the knife like a butcher, he approached him step by step.

Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps......

Wu Biao's heart was like being struck by lightning, and his face was more pale than a ghost.

Not only Wu Biao, but even Wang Python and Praying Mantis were trembling in their hearts.

They knew very well that as soon as Wu Biao died, it would be their turn next.

"Big brother, what should we do, we can't just sit back and wait for death!"

The praying mantis looked anxious, sweating profusely on his forehead, as if it had rained.

No one is not afraid of death, how good it is to live, eat, drink, have fun and flirt with girls, and when you die, you can't do anything.

"For today's plan, I'm afraid that only by inviting my master's old man to go out of the mountain in person, can you and I have the possibility of survival. ”

Wang Python gritted his teeth, as if he had made some kind of difficult decision.

Wang Python's skills were all learned from his master.

But a few years ago, he was expelled from the school for violating the door rules.

Then he created an underground force and vowed to mix up some achievements and prove them to the master.

Every year, during the New Year's holidays, he sent gifts to his master's family, but they were always returned.

He knew that Master had been refusing to forgive him.

But now, life and death are at stake, what Wang Python can think of, except for the master, I'm afraid that no one else in Jiangcheng can cure Mo Fan!

"Then don't let him know yet!"

The praying mantis hurriedly urged, damn, at the moment of life and death, is face more important than life?

"Hmm!"

Wang Python struggled for a few seconds, but still took advantage of Mo Fan's inattention and secretly dialed a phone call.

A star-studded black business-class Mercedes-Benz parked outside the Mohs Chinese Medicine Museum.

Lao Zhang opened the car door and helped Zheng Lao get down from the back seat.

"Master, Mr. Mo's family lives here!"

Lao Zhang said.

"You wait for me in the car, and I'll go in myself with the gifts. ”

Zheng Lao nodded, glanced at the somewhat familiar Land Rover at the door, and the open door, and frowned slightly.

Could it be that there are other guests in Mr. Mo's house today?

didn't think much about it, took the gift that Lao Zhang took out from the trunk, and Zheng Lao was about to come to the door.

Suddenly, a phone call came in.

"I really want to live another 500 years~"

"Wang Python!"

Looking at the name of the caller displayed on the mobile phone screen, Zheng Lao frowned slightly, hesitated for two seconds, and still connected the phone.

"Master, help!"

On the other end of the phone, an urgent cry for help rang!