Wang Anfeng saw that all these warriors were shocked by him, his heart gradually calmed down, he took the initiative, his right hand was slightly raised, and he was about to draw his sword and subdue the remaining people.

But at this time, he sensed a trace of killing intent that seemed to be nothing, and it flashed from a distance, and in just a moment, he actually felt a slight chill, and he understood in his heart that it was obvious that the strength of the person who had killing intent towards him was not weak, and it was definitely not comparable to these martial artists in front of him.

If you go straight out of the sword, the back is wide open, and it is the best opportunity for a secret attack.

The thought in his heart was electrified, his palm paused slightly, and he did not raise it to pull out the wooden sword, but just held it at random and landed on the side of his body.

At the same time, the toes were on the mace next to him, and with a slight force, this heavy weapon rose to a height of more than one meter, and he raised his hand to grasp the heavy weapon in his hand, weighing more than 100 catties, to wave it with only his arms, even if it was Wang Anfeng's physique, it could not last.

At the moment, only the figure was half-subdued, the mace was half-on the ground, as if dragging and pulling, stepping forward, although the appearance was strange, but there was a ferocious aura rushing to the face, which made the two people over there can't help but take a step back, and the horror on their faces is even worse.

This kind of posture is also seen by Wang Anfeng in the Bronze Man Alley, if you want to say that the internal force runs, he naturally knows nothing, but in terms of muscles and bones, he has been smashed by this move not a thousand times, but also 800 times, if he can't understand it, I'm afraid that he will be reprimanded as a waste by Mr. Win, and he will practice again.

At this time, dragging the mace forward slowly, every time they take a step, the two of them will take a step back, the use of this battlefield weapon is the heaviest momentum, they have lost their spirit, and they are not able to fight at all, and Wang Anfeng's momentum is becoming more and more high-spirited and violent.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng's footsteps suddenly accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, he had already entered the two warriors a few steps away, suddenly shouted, twisted his body to exert force, the mace was raised suddenly, according to the cat and the tiger, and the 'moving hammer method' was displayed, the evil wind was blowing, the two warriors turned pale, ahhh

But the mace didn't hit them.

Wang Anfeng's footsteps changed suddenly, with the help of the power of his waist and legs, the weapon in his hand was raised half a circle again, and the momentum became more and more violent, and there was a figure in the air that fell, just within the range of the mace, the young man raised his eyes to see, only to see his body burly, a square face, awe-inspiring, but with thin eyebrows and thin lips, full of indifference.

Wang Anfeng seemed to be able to hear an exclamation in his ears The young master knew that his identity should be extraordinary, but he did not hesitate in his heart, and the internal force penetrated into this heavy weapon, making it more powerful, and the young man was in the air, he planned to take advantage of the situation to attack, but he never wanted to be taken advantage of by Wang Anfeng to counterattack, and he was controlled by others, and he could not move at this time.

And that weapon is no lighter than the long sword, extremely heavy and huge, at this time horizontally, the evil wind directly envelops the young man, if it is solid, it will inevitably hurt the muscles and bones.

In this case, he did not lose his composure, he was in the air, suddenly shouted, his right fist was smashed directly forward, and the momentum of the fist was dignified, even if Wang Anfeng was hostile, he also secretly admired.

The young man's boxing attainments were not inferior to him, and a punch directly smashed into the weakest part of the mace, and in an instant, Wang Anfeng only noticed a huge internal force surging, like a sea of lava and fire, rushing towards him, not noticing for a while, his footsteps staggered backwards two steps.

The right foot stepped heavily into the bluestone, and the internal force of the whole body was mobilized, relying on the pure path of Liu Wuqiu when he laid the foundation, as well as the vastness and breadth of the Shaolin Golden Bell Jar, he barely faced the enemy, not inferior to half a point.

The rich businessman came over, and saw that one of the two was below, and the other was above, both of them looked calm, their bodies were left and right, and they were full of energy.

As far as he knows, this young master has shown an extraordinary talent for martial arts since he was a child, which can be called a good talent and beautiful jade, one in a thousand, and then he was taught by several masters, but the martial arts effect of this door is like a furnace fire, and it is quite difficult to get started, but the more you get to the back, the faster the progress is, as if the fire has been burned, and the firewood is endless, it will naturally burn more and more.

At the age of twenty-three, he stepped into the gate of the eight-rank martial artist, and it has been a year to enter the realm of internal force, but it has not been the same day, but as I can see at this time, under the pure internal force competition, it has never gained the upper hand.

Didn't the internal force cultivation of the book keeper just step into the nine grades?

Could it be that he has become an eight-rank martial artist at this time?

At this time, the concern is chaotic, the more I think about it, the more frightened I become, looking at Wang Anfeng's eyes, full of jealousy, I only feel that during this investigation, the young martial artist with an innocent background has a somewhat unfathomable feeling, and even the peaceful corners of his mouth seem to provoke a mocking arc, which makes him feel uneasy.

At the same time, some fine sweat also oozed from Wang Anfeng's forehead.

The martial artist on the opposite side is surging and naturally not mentioned, its internal force is even more blazing like fire, and its own internal force is like the internal force of the Buddha Gate of King Kong, under this kind of internal strength like flames, there are faint signs of being restrained, but the golden bell jar is extremely profound after all, and it has only been slightly affected at this time.

But if he encounters a similar top-level internal strength one day, under the flames of the sky, the golden bell jar does not know how much it will be affected, and his mind is slightly condensed when he thinks about it.

As for the internal force competition at this time......

He is in the Bronze Man Alley, and he has to fight against each other at least a dozen times a day.

At the beginning, he would be seriously injured and cough up blood, and it would be difficult to fight again, but the injuries suffered in the Bronze Man Alley would always recover quickly for some reason, and would not leave the slightest dark injury.

According to what the third master said, vomiting blood is such a thing, and you are used to vomiting and vomiting.

Practice makes perfect, and ingenuity can produce essence, so Wang Anfeng's heart is far less cautious than the other party at this time, and one of the major ways for Mr. Win to let him practice internal force is to fight with strong enemies in the Bronze Man Alley, exhaust the internal force, and then meditate again in the emptiness of the dantian, and the internal force will be more pure and tenacious.

For a long time, the internal force of a body is extremely tough, and the sending and receiving is from the heart, and when it is confirmed that the internal force of the other party is similar to his own, the internal force in his palm suddenly changes.

Although Wei Qi over there was surprised by the majesty of Wang Anfeng's internal force, he didn't care that his own internal force was also from hard meditation and practice, and he thought that he was not inferior to others, but just when he thought he had figured out the level of the other party's internal force, the internal force from the end of the mace suddenly changed.

Suddenly light and heavy, left and right, suddenly violent as fire, but in the blink of an eye it is peaceful as the wind, all kinds of changes, and so on.

At this time, the two of them fought against the internal force, their own internal force was glued to it, the latter changed, and their own internal force naturally changed, and at the moment they only felt stuffy in their chests, nauseous and nauseated, and their internal breath was so impacted, there was a hidden tendency of chaos, and their faces couldn't help but be slightly pale.

The rich businessman over there observed the words and knew that it was not good, and at the same time he was terrified that Wang Anfeng's internal strength cultivation was unfathomable, he was also anxious in his heart, thinking left and right, anyway, if the young master went out of business, he would not be able to get any benefits, and he would have to be buried if he didn't get it right.

At that moment, he gritted his teeth, got up, and rushed towards Wang Anfeng's side, looking at his body style, it was obviously also an eight-rank martial artist, with a move in his right hand, he was full of energy, and he beckoned a mace in his hand, waved it, and was about to smash it down towards Wang Anfeng's shoulder.

The young man's heart sank, this rich businessman's decision was beyond his imagination, but he did not feel the slightest uneasiness, and his internal force suddenly retracted, only intending to wait for this person to smash the weapon, withdraw and retreat, and then sink his old strength to be exhausted, and the moment the new power was not born, he was subdued.

As for how to do it, Wang Anfeng could only sigh, a little melancholy in his heart.

Although the third master is not in tune, many of the things he can say are also very reasonable.

For example, if you fight for internal force, you can get used to it.

Just as he was about to withdraw, there was a sudden fierce qi rushing obliquely, even with Wang Anfeng's perception, before this sword qi appeared, he had not noticed the slightest abnormality, and in an instant, the rich merchant's footsteps had stopped, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

The mace in his hand clicked, and it broke into two knots from the middle, the break was as smooth as a mirror, and one of them fell to the ground, and on his body, there were also sharp sword marks emerging, and at the mouth of his heart, the clothes cut off the seven vertical and horizontal sword marks, each sword mark, no more than one point, not less than an inch, as if measured out.

Seeing this scene, everyone present changed their hearts.

Who?!

PS: Chapter 1 is presented

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