"Do you want to see the old man? Please follow me! Without letting the two of them wait long, a tall middle-aged man wearing a police uniform looked at Wei Wuji and the two with a little respect and asked.

The origin of that phone call was really too noble for him.

"At this time, the other prisoners have gone to labor reform, and he is the only one inside." While the three of them were talking, with a gesture of one eye, two armed policemen with loaded guns opened the heavy prison gate.

This is also the same as the traditional rule, the prisoners who go to the prison have to carry out a lot of labor work every day, and while creating profits, it is also a great consumption, and the prisoners have a huge amount of energy to manage.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, such as the king of martial arts, Ba Liming, who is not among them.

His inhuman strength can't help but be a little frightened just by getting close, let alone release him from the cell.

Although from the bottom of my heart, I don't care too much about these martial arts practitioners.

Take this Ba Liming as an example, no matter how much he can fight, isn't he still imprisoned for thirty years?

However, he also understands that such a person must not be allowed to step out of the cell at will.

Let this kind of person break free from the shackles and get out of the prison cell, which is no less meaningful than a vicious beast breaking into the world.

Chen Aiyang, who was following behind Wei Wuji, had become more and more red since he stepped into this prison, especially as he gradually stepped into this cell.

It seems to be the shy and timid big girl, and it seems to be coated with a layer of rouge.

This is a manifestation of not being able to control your own qi and blood!

Ordinary people may not have this kind of experience, but for him, as he stepped towards that peerless master step by step, under the influence of the sound of Dongdong's heartbeat, he became more and more unable to control his breath!

Just the sound of the heartbeat made me unable to control the qi and blood around my body.

Is this the power of Gangjin, and even the power of the master who does not destroy God?

Such a means can almost be called a god.

It's no wonder that the King of Killers would say that Dan Jin has embarked on the path of channeling.

"The heart is light and the universe is self-sufficient!" Turning his head, he glanced at Chen Aiyang's face like a big girl, and his words seemed to be a breath of fresh air, which instantly restored Chen Aiyang's normal color.

"Boy, your kung fu is good!" A vigorous voice like a thunderclap was transmitted as the thick iron door slowly opened.

Although they have not yet met, the two have completed the first stage of tentative confrontation through some unconventional conceptual means.

"What do you want to do when you see me, boy? Is that Liao boy, letting you see me? As the door opened, a middle-aged figure with a turtle-shaped crane back sat on the bed. Wearing handcuffs and leg irons, his body is wrapped in a huge iron chain as thick as an egg!

The weight of this body is afraid that it will not be less than three or four hundred catties. And tied to this person's body, it makes people feel as if it is easier than silk!

As the door was fully opened, the furnishings in the room of less than 30 square meters, as well as the face of the figure, came into full view.

A table, a bed, a half-foot-long black hair, a leopard's head and eyes, swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, a middle-aged face that flies fiercely, there is a kind of ancient fierce general-like majesty across the battlefield, which is really fresh in people's memories, but also daunting.

"I heard that there is a master in this place, and I came here to ask for a lesson or two." Wei Wuji sat on the bed at the stumbling point, exhaling and inhaling, as if he had sucked out the air and oxygen in the entire room, and his hair stood upside down like electricity.

"Where did you hear about me, boy?" After all, he has been locked up in this place for nearly thirty years, and he doesn't know how much older than this immature boy.

People of his generation or who knew him were either arrested or buried in the loess.

The vicissitudes of the world, thirty years, there are too many people and things that can change.

Wei Wuji didn't speak, just put his left hand on top of his right hand, and at the same time clasped his thumb inward, making a rather strange gesture.

As the saying goes, snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, and rivers and lakes also have rivers and lakes.

"Lee's Xingyi Fist? It turned out to be the descendant of the old man, disrespectful! Looking at Wei Wuji's somewhat confusing actions, Ba Liming's eyes flashed with a flash of memories, and even a little respect.

Even if he has always been heroic and has no scruples, otherwise he would not have boarded the Shaolin Wudang to loot during that period.

But for that old man, even after so many years, he still maintains the respect he deserves as a junior.

Chen Aiyang also looked at Wei Wuji in some surprise. In fact, he has always been curious about what kind of person can train a master like Wei Wuji.

That's right, it's rampant! His name really exposed his style of acting.

Judging from Wei Wuji's consistent fighting style, he is undoubtedly a disciple of Xingyi.

However, Xingyi boxing, as one of the most widely spread boxing in the world, has too many branches. But no matter what, I couldn't have imagined that Wei Wuji was actually the descendant of the authentic Li Xingyi Fist.

Li Luoneng, the real generation of Xingyi Quan Grand Master. Although Xingyimen and many Xingyi Quan masters worship Yue Fei as their ancestor.

But it was Li Luoneng who really put forward the concept of form and meaning and carried it forward.

Therefore, any faction of Xingyi Fist in this world can be called authentic.

However, the roots of these many factions' Xingyi Fist come from Li Luoneng's Xingyi Fist, which belongs to a real mother-son relationship.

"Descendants of the old-timers, you want to challenge me?" In the sound of rattling chains, the burly Ba Liming stood up, stepped forward, and asked with a glare!

Ba Liming stood up, stepped forward, stared, fierce momentum, ninety percent of the people saw it, they couldn't help but subconsciously retreat!

The prison director on the side, his face shook, his calves trembled, and he almost didn't cover his image, and sat there with his ass.

As for the two armed policemen who guarded Ba Liming, although they were on guard day and night, they were already quite familiar with Ba Liming! But this sudden move still stimulated them, and they subconsciously picked up the gun in their hands.

"Some time ago, I met a white tiger with long eyebrows, and I had a fight, but I couldn't bear it. Therefore, I came to the door today and specially invited the old man to give me some advice. "Ba Liming's terrifying momentum is extremely effective for others.

Even Chen Aiyang, who was beside Wei Wuji, couldn't help but have his hairs standing on end, and his whole body was numb as if he had been electrified.

But Wei Wuji didn't seem to have any reaction, his steps were steady, his eyes were calm, and he bowed again!

"A white tiger with long eyebrows? Thirty years have passed, and there are such masters in this world? Ba Liming's body shook, and in the bronze bell-like leopard eyes, the color of shock and joy flashed.

Descending the green dragon and subduing the white tiger is a professional term for the Daomen, in fact, it is not bad to see the gods.

"You kid, you can actually fight with that kind of realm, it looks like you kid is really good!" This time, Ba Liming, who was arrogant by nature, really looked at Wei Wuji with a different kind of solemn attitude.

The cultivation of boxing has reached his realm, although he does not have the sincere heart of Tang Zichen who has been blessed by heaven and earth, but he has also cultivated his own ability, whether it is true or false, there is no need to distinguish, it is just a matter of a glance.

I really can't say this kind of thing, depending on his age, this kid is only sixteen or seventeen years old at most. has reached such a state, saying that when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, what were he doing?

"Good! Back then, I also got some guidance from the old man, and today I will take a look, your doll has a bit of the old man's true biography! "Although the chains the thickness of eggs are wrapped around his body, there is no obstacle to his movements.

To tell the truth, if Ba Liming really has the intention of going out, even if the defense in this prison is increased tenfold, he may not be able to stop Ba Liming.

"Quick! Everyone's out! At the moment when Ba Liming made his move, Chen Aiyang changed drastically, and that sense of crisis was ten times, or even a hundred times, stronger than being targeted by a tiger. If there is one apt description, it can only be said: Death is really coming!

Ba Liming is a domineering person, and his fists are even more domineering.

The moment it moved, the breath that came to his face was like a supreme figure sitting on a horse on the battlefield where hundreds of millions of soldiers were fighting against each other.

Not to mention anything else, just such a breath is enough for people to bear, no matter how strong a person is, he will be affected by this domineering breath, and even leave a strong shadow in his heart, becoming a lifelong demonic obstacle.

But for Wei Wuji, this kind of aura would not cause him any obvious reaction, the confrontation of hundreds of thousands of troops, the artillery fire, and the blur of flesh and blood had already been experienced.

Compared with these experiences, the turmoil experienced by Ba Liming seems to be a little pediatric.

Slight breathing stagnation, five kinds of strength flow between a punch, and the shot is the trick of Xingyi Fist, five elements in one!

One big and one small, the moment the two fists touched, a violent aura of destruction suddenly erupted, not only the ground shook, but the entire prison seemed to be in shaking, and it was about to be shattered in the next second.

The prison warden, who brought Wei Wuji and the others in, felt a clear sense of vibration that shook people's hearts.

It's one thing to have a strong deadly crisis, resulting in a pale face.

What's more important is that this prison, if it is really going to be destroyed, he, the most directly responsible person, will have to be cramped and skinned.

If he used to say anything, he really didn't take these martial arts practitioners to heart. What if it's as strong as Ba Liming, isn't he still arrested and lived in prison for 30 years?

But this time, I was really frightened by the power of this group of martial arts practitioners.

"Drill and split! What a Xingyi boxing! Your punch is already fifty percent of the old man's fire. With laughter, Ba Liming took a step back.

Fifty percent of the heat, this is already a very high value after getting the true inheritance, especially compared to Wei Wuji's age.

"Take another punch from me!" Taking a deep breath, there was a clear and low cow moo from Ba Liming's tall and burly body. His hand sank an inch!

The fingers suddenly became strong, solid, and powerful. It's like a bull's horn.

The speed is fast, the angle is tricky, and he went straight to the middle point between Wei Wuji's chest and abdomen, one of the thirty-six dead points.

On the surface of this punch, it is the Shaolin boxing, the vajra finger gong of the top horn of the green cow. What is contained is the kung fu of the iron plate in Wing Chun, and the power burst at a short distance, even the iron plate after the size, can also be broken with one blow.

If it's such a force, hit it in the chest. Wei Wuji is lucky, if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. From now on, he will never be allowed to use martial arts again.

This is the fight of the Jianghu people! Even if you know that you are kind, once you make a move, you will not show any mercy!

The danger in it, Wei Wuji naturally saw it clearly. Raise your hand to deal with a trick of soft silk winding.

The kung fu strength of the top horn of the green cow mixed with the iron plate is constantly worn out in the soft strength, and it disappears completely! This is the top-level method of discharging strength that Wei Wuji has figured out after reading so many Taoist classics.

"Hahaha! It's not bad! Thirty years, thirty years of loneliness, thirty years! God, you didn't disappoint me Ba Liming! In the midst of the hearty laughter, the thick iron chain wrapped around Ba Liming's body was suddenly thrown up. In the midst of the roar, a large iron chain suddenly straightened, like a steel spear, and slammed into Wei Wuji's head and throat.

At the same time, the majestic body stepped out, like a big mountain, with a suffocating wind, slamming into Wei Wuji!

This hand movement is only fast, and the launch is violent, like thousands of troops, wrapped in landslides and tsunamis, and killed together!

Ba Liming was born in Gubaziquan, that is, Bajiquan. Using the big iron chain as a gun and hitting it with the body is exactly the trick in Baji Boxing, the big gun pierces and sticks to the mountain.

"Old man, your trick is really not bad! Even if Li Shuwen is resurrected, it will be nothing more than that. "It is worthy of being a top master, this move is launched, and people can't help but see that their eyes are shining.

So much so that when the ultimate danger came, Wei Wuji still had the heart to praise it.

Li Shuwen is also a generation of Baji boxing masters, and a big gun has played the name of a magic gun!

"Hahaha! Attaboy! It's really been a long time since I've played so happily, you can take me again and try this trick! Seeing Wei Wuji blocking his big gun and leaning on his body, Ba Liming was not annoyed, nor surprised, he laughed heroically and maniacally, the sound was like a bell, a stream of emperor stars floated, and the whole world was anti-breath, which seemed to envelop the entire prison.

"Old man, be careful, I used this trick to defeat the long-eyebrow white tiger who was looking for trouble!" Feeling the breath of the times in that punch, Wei Wuji's eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity.

In the reminder, shaking hands is also a grand fist!

The Rising Sun - The Fist of Death in Infinite Hope!

"Good punches! Good mood! Feeling the warmth of the rushing face, like a round of the rising sun, a touch of shock flashed in Ba Liming's eyes!