"Where's the person I want?"

Chen Qingyang asked expressionlessly, he wanted to determine whether Ye Nansheng was really in the other party's hands.

"What a stupid young man, this little trick can trick you." Zheng Shan said with a disdainful expression.

Hearing this, Chen Qingyang finally put his mind at ease.

"Situ Yu asked you to kill me, right?" A faint smile also appeared on Chen Qingyang's face, but this smile looked a little weird.

"If you want to know who it is, then come with me, I don't care about killing, just arrest you back." Zheng Shan said.

Zheng Shan was not in a hurry to arrest Chen Qingyang, because he enjoyed the feeling of controlling the fate of others, especially when he saw the other party's eyes showing horror from the heart, his perverted heart could get the greatest satisfaction.

It's a pity that what disappointed him was that Chen Qingyang's face not only did not show the slightest look of horror, but looked at him with a smile.

This made him extremely unhappy!

"If you want to arrest me, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it." Chen Qingyang shrugged his shoulders and said.

The expression on Zheng Shan's face was stunned, then his muscles trembled slightly, revealing a hideous smile, and said: "I originally wanted you to suffer from skin and flesh, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant, so I'll let you taste despair first." ”

In the face of Zheng Shan's arrogance, Chen Qingyang stretched out a finger and hooked him defiantly.

At this time, Chen Qingyang actually dared to provoke his majesty!

"Look for death!"

Zheng Shan burst into a shout, the whole person bounced on the spot, and his body drove a violent wind, rushing towards Chen Qingyang.

He had already decided to crush the bones on Chen Qingyang's body inch by inch.

Facing Zheng Shan, who rushed madly, Chen Qingyang actually stood in place and was indifferent, as if he was suppressed by Zheng Shan's momentum.

"Whew!"

With a piercing sound of breaking the air, Zheng Shan's body flashed in front of Chen Qingyang's eyes in an instant, and his right hand became a tiger claw, directly probing Chen Qingyang's throat.

He didn't want to crush Chen Qingyang's throat, he wanted to make Chen Qingyang feel the fear before he died.

Zheng Shan did learn from Cai Li Buddha Boxing of the Nanquan faction, and his talent was good, and he was accepted as a disciple by the head of Cai Li Buddha Boxing.

It's a pity that Zheng Shan is so bold that he dared to seduce his master, and after being discovered by his master, in order to protect himself, he brutally killed his fellow disciples and defected from the school.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the master, Zheng Shan fled incognito into the area of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and met Wu Yao of the Longwu Gang by chance, showing his good strength in front of him, so he successfully joined the Longwu Gang and became Wu Yao's master.

At this time, Zheng Shan played this trick tiger claw, which seemed to be ordinary, but it was a famous tiger shape in Cai Li Fo's boxing, and his momentum was quite extraordinary.

This move is difficult for even a martial artist in the early stage of transformation to escape, looking at Chen Qingyang who was motionless in front of him, Zheng Shan's eyes showed a bloodthirsty smile.

At the moment when Zheng Shan's tiger claw was about to grab Chen Qingyang's throat, his body suddenly retreated, just right to dodge this sharp blow.

"Huh?"

The pupils in Zheng Shan's eyes shrank suddenly, and he watched his tiger claws fall into the air, as if he had met a ghost in broad daylight.

"Coincidence, this must be a coincidence!" Zheng Shan kept hinting at himself in his heart that he would rather believe that it was his mistake than that Chen Qingyang would be able to dodge his attack.

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"You can't hide!"

Zheng Shan seemed to be stimulated, his body rushed forward, his right claw into a fist, and smashed out.

The power of this punch was like a heavy hammer, and the speed was even faster, smashing into Chen Qingyang's right shoulder.

Zheng Shan believes that even if Chen Qingyang is a master in the early stage of Huajin, he will definitely not be able to hide.

Not to mention that he didn't believe in how strong a young man in his early twenties could be.

"Whew-"

A sound of air exploding sounded, and the fist wind whistled, and it was about to shatter Chen Qingyang's right shoulder.

At this moment, Chen Qingyang frantically poured his strength into his shoulders, and his thick and turbulent internal strength burst out.

He didn't dodge at all, his right shoulder shook, and he forcibly resisted Zheng Shan's terrifying punch.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound of impact sounded, and before Zheng Shan's face could show a victorious smile, a terrifying shock force suddenly surged from his fist.

"What?"

His face changed in an instant, and without any defense, Zheng Shan was directly shocked away by the powerful anti-shock force.

"Oooo

The body staggered back more than ten meters, Zheng Shan stabilized his body, his right arm trembled involuntarily, and his originally arrogant eyes were full of horror at this moment.

"No way, this can't be!"

Zheng Shan stared at Chen Qingyang in the distance, and his mouth kept making a roaring sound.

That punch, although Zheng Shan did not exert all his strength, it was enough to suppress a martial artist in the early stage of transformation, and what he cultivated was the fierce and domineering, majestic fist Cai Li Buddha Fist, whose strength was three points stronger than that of a martial artist of the same level.

But he was actually shocked away by a young man with his shoulder, and if this was spread, I was afraid that he would laugh off other people's big teeth.

"I thought you were strong? It turned out to be a paper tiger. Chen Qingyang looked at Zheng Shan defiantly and said.

The fight just now also gave Chen Qingyang a rough estimate of his strength, if he went all out, he would definitely be able to fight against the martial artists in the late stage of Huajin, and even have a slight upper hand.

It seems that he still underestimated the strength of the heaven-level martial arts of "I Ching Tendon", and his internal strength level is far much stronger than that of martial artists of the same level.

"I don't believe you're that strong!"

Zheng Shan roared fiercely, his body strode forward, stepping on clear and profound footprints, and the ground seemed to tremble.

The strength of the whole body burst out in an instant, and the tiger-shaped fist burst out, bringing out bursts of deafening sounds of breaking the sky.

The fist wind is roaring, and the fist is like a tiger descending the mountain, with a majestic momentum, as if it is a fierce posture that wants to tear Chen Qingyang apart.

"Die!"

This time, Zheng Shan no longer kept his hand, and he no longer cared about whether he could bring Chen Qingyang back alive.

His only thought now is to kill Chen Qingyang and restore his majesty!

In the face of the menacing Zheng Shan, Chen Qingyang had a big hand, like a big net, blocking all Zheng Shan's attacks.

The whole person is like a strong fortress, allowing Zheng Shan to attack frantically, he is as steady as Mount Tai, and his footsteps have not even moved for more than half a minute.

The more Zheng Shan fought, the more frightened he became, and in the face of Chen Qingyang's unbreakable defense, his attack was like a bombardment on a layer of cotton, weak and weak.

He finally came to his senses.

This young man's strength is even more terrifying than he imagined!

Run, must run!

Suddenly, a strong thought popped into Zheng Shan's mind.

Without any hesitation, Zheng Shan decisively closed his fist, and then his body quickly exploded back.

In the face of the unfathomable Chen Qingyang, he had no chance of winning, so he could only flee for his life!

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

Chen Qingyang strode out, his speed was more than twice as fast as Zheng Shan, and his right fist, which was full of majestic and domineering internal strength, slammed out, sweeping towards Zheng Shan like a huge wave of sand.

The strength is like a thousand pounds, and the fist is monstrous!