Chapter Thirty-Seven: Iron Palm Strikes

But instead of seeing a trace of fear on the faces of the evil shopkeeper and a few thugs, he was startled by his sneer. When he looked at it again, the crowd of spectators around him who had been watching the excitement walked away in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, it turned out that there were still some people's alleys, and they became extremely deserted at the moment!

"Do you think that I am doing business in this Dragon City and don't know the rules? stupid!" Shopkeeper Tan smiled happily and touched the mustache at the corner of his mouth, as if the small tripod worth tens of thousands of spirit gold had already arrived in his hands.

Anyone who does a treasure collection business on this street is more or less a local snake, even an outsider like Boss Tan has already bought off the patrol monks and opened up all the important joints in the city. Even if someone makes trouble, as long as it is not related to the master, the capital, or the senior officials of the DPRK, there will be no result, which is why their shops can continue to open all year round.

Therefore, he Boss Tan is not afraid of people making trouble, even if he meets a law enforcement monk, then he is not afraid! His old Tan has a good relationship with several law enforcement leaders in the city!

Swept by the cold eyes of the fat shopkeeper, this Qian Gongzi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the thugs who came up one by one with evil smiles and fists, and asked Zhen Yinjian beside him in fear:

"Great, master, why don't we run!"

"Run, who is running, you will know later?" Zhen Yinjian turned his head and pursed his lips and smiled.

"Beat this kid hard, and remember, don't spoil my goods!" the fat shopkeeper spat out.

The three tiger wolf men pounced on Zhen Yinjian, and the three of them attacked Zhen Yinjian from three angles, these people's fierce bodies stirred the air and let out a strange roar, and three pairs of iron arms grabbed Zhen Yinjian's shoulders!

"Little cub, pour it for me!" The scar-faced strong man's eyes twitched, his arm grabbed Zhen Yinjian's shoulder, and he was about to smash this person to the ground, but found that he couldn't hold him down.

"What's the matter!" he screamed, looking at a few guys around him who were just like him, grabbing Zhen Yinjian's arms and shoulders tightly, but he couldn't hold this person, and hot sweat broke out on his head!

"Damn, little bastard!" The scar-faced strong man also had a bit of blood courage at the moment, and he didn't care why the strength that he could break iron and stone on weekdays didn't work today, his right hand turned into a fist, and punched Zhen Yinjian's chest!

"Tell you to pretend to Lao Tzu!" His breathing became short, and a few wisps of blood appeared in his eyes, and a punch hit Zhen Yinjian's chest.

Boom!

The scar-faced strong man only felt that this fist was simply not like flesh and blood when it hit the place, and it was harder than gold and iron, and his right hand was in severe pain when it hit him, and the punch force was shocked, and it was even more numb. A strong force was transmitted from the person opposite, and he felt as if he had been slapped by a person and a palm, and his body flew out uncontrollably, smashing the floor hard.

"Ahh......h Looking at the shape of their twisted arms, it is obvious that they have also suffered heavy blows!

"Poof, you're an innate monk!" The scar-faced man reluctantly got up, spurted out a mouthful of donated blood, and looked at Zhen Yinjian with a pale face.

The fat shopkeeper's face turned pale when he heard it, his body shook a few times, and he barely grabbed the counter before he stood firmly, his face was gloomy, and he looked at Zhen Yinjian's eyes like a snake and scorpion!

Qian Gongzi turned around and looked at Zhen Yinjian's face, first surprised, and then suddenly realized.

"Yes, how did I forget, Master Tan is a Dan Dao monk, and he is originally an existence above the innate level, where are you afraid of these mortals!"

"Now tell me, who is the idiot?" Zhen Yinjian stepped into Wenbao Zhai step by step, and with every step, the fat shopkeeper's heart sank. Ten steps later, when Zhen Yinjian walked in front of him, he was already sweating, and his face was sweating like rain.

Even so, he still gritted his teeth and refused to give in!

"Don't you think that you can do whatever you want if you are an innate cultivator, there are people in Dragon City who can clean up such arrogant things as you!"

"Huh?" Zhen Yinjian was unhappy in his heart, he stomped his feet, and his aura erupted, this fat shopkeeper who only had the acquired realm was like being hit hard, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body was soft on the Taishi chair!

"If you hit me again, I'll take your life!" Zhen Yinjian's eyes stared at the fat shopkeeper, who only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and it was difficult to breathe, and he couldn't say a word.

Da Da Da ......

Zhen Yinjian walked out of Wenbaozhai step by step, and the thugs in one place avoided him like avoiding ghosts, while Qian Gongzi followed cautiously. Seeing that the ground was full of messes in front of him, Boss Tan, who was fierce just now, had become a well-behaved sheep, and the strong man in the place was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound at the moment, and he looked at the back of the person in front of him for a while.

"The master is a man!" he muttered.

Zhen Yinjian pinched the green jade Xiaoding in his hand, and was about to walk out of this long street, when he was suddenly disturbed by a scream, and his face was gloomy.

"Leader Nangong, help, there are innate monks who beat people and grab goods, you have to make decisions for me!"

As soon as he turned around, he saw a group of monks patrolling the city coming from some direction, and the fat shopkeeper shouted for help to the leader of the group, pointing at him with one hand and looking at him with a gloating expression from time to time.

"What dare you make trouble in Dragon City!" With a loud shout, the leader of the Nangong led by a qi machine shrouded himself, this person was eight feet tall and four feet wide at the waist, with a black face and beard, and an iron helmet and bronze armor on his head, and his momentum was quite majestic.

Zhen Yinjian didn't bother to explain, and was about to leave, but he saw a long sword stabbed beside him, and it was the leader who threw the long sword!

This kung fu made Zhen Yinjian judge that this person's cultivation was far superior to him.

"Don't listen to the bulliest man's nonsense, this chief. I bought a piece of goods from his shop, and it was later confirmed that it was a medium-grade magic weapon, but this person wanted to take it away, so I taught him a lesson. Zhen Yinjian was neither humble nor arrogant, and replied to the person who was the leader of the Nangong.

"Medium-grade magic weapon?" The leader of the Nangong saw Xiao Ding in Zhen Yinjian's hand, and his eyes were greedy.

"Who told you to fight in the city, don't you know that fighting is forbidden in Dragon City? Come on, arrest this person and the treasurer's subordinates for me, and let me interrogate them slowly!"

"Chief, I'm innocent, if you want to catch that kid!" The fat shopkeeper saw the greed in the eyes of the leader of the city patrol at a glance, and secretly thought that this person would definitely be greedy for his goods!

"Give me nonsense, take it down for me!" The leader of Nangong looked at him horizontally, and he shouted, and the acquired spirit realm armor behind him rushed in with a spear in hand, quickly took down the fat shopkeeper and his three subordinates, and pounced in front of Zhen Yinjian and Qian's followers.

Qian Gongzi's face turned pale, and he didn't expect that he would provoke such a group of arrogant city soldiers when he went shopping with Zhen Yinjian.

"Do you dare?" Zhen Yinjian stepped forward, his momentum was like a tiger, and the few armorers who were going to take him were taken away by the momentum and took a few steps back!

"A bunch of shit, take it for me, take it!" said the black-faced bearded leader angrily.

So these dozen or so armor soldiers actually formed a military formation and charged away towards Zhen Yinjian. I saw that their footwork was orderly, and there seemed to be an inexplicable pattern. It looks chaotic, but every time he rushes to Zhen Yinjian, the spear under the joint force actually has a power comparable to the innate realm. And no matter how Zhen Yinjian dodged, he couldn't step out of the encirclement of these ten people.

Ten people stood in front of and behind Zhen Yinjian, and the spears of the ten people pointed at, although they were not very strong, but they were always able to block Zhen Yinjian's attacks, and every time he wanted to break the formation, he was always blocked by four or five people, and for a while Zhen Yinjian fell into a stalemate!

"Hmph, the imperial court has its own means of subduing you wild monks, boy, how about my long snake Ouroboros formation?" Seeing that this innate monk was trapped by his men, the leader of Nangong sneered on his face.

"Okay, good! Nangong Leader, take this person, this person is arrogant and betrays the law, ignores Wang Hua, and he will be severely punished!" The fat shopkeeper saw Zhen Yinjian's setback, and shouted out happily. He is also an old acquaintance with this leader, and I believe that he will not embarrass himself, so he is not afraid of being taken back.

Zhen Yinjian was a little surprised in his heart, he really couldn't underestimate the people of the world. Although these ironclad soldiers are not congenital, they can trap him in it by relying on this long snake tail formation. Of course, there are reasons why he didn't do his best when he wanted to practice, and of course, the subtlety of the military formation did have different reactions.

Too lazy to entangle with this group of miscellaneous soldiers, when a few iron spears hit him again, Zhen Yinjian took a sharp breath, his whole body's spiritual power was shocked, and he punched several spears with all his strength. The owners of these weapons suddenly felt that their arms had been hit by brute force, and their arms were in severe pain, and their bodies couldn't help but take a few steps back, and in an instant, a gap opened in this encirclement!

And Zhen Yinjian came out of this gap, relying on his strong body and footwork beyond the same level to sweep through the remnants of the ten-person formation. The iron fist came out frequently, and the whip legs were like the wind, and one blow hit the body of the ironclad sergeant. But when I heard a few muffled bangs, more than a dozen sergeants fell to the ground in an instant, like wheat that had been cut, seven-seven-eighty-eight!

"What a gut!" Seeing that his subordinates were humiliated, the leader of Nangong rooted his legs on the ground, jumped in the air, and hit Zhen Yinjian with an iron palm. I saw that before his palm arrived, the palm wind swept through the wooden door of Wenbaozhai a zhang away. The decades-old mahogany door exploded with a bang, and the majesty of the palm power can be seen!

The palm wind was like a knife, instantly shattering Zhen Yinjian's body protection aura, and seeing that Zhen Yinjian was about to die under the iron palm. But seeing that his eyes were bloodshot, he frantically urged the aura of his palms, and one palm was against the single palm of the leader of the Nangong!

Burst!

Zhen Yinjian's body was like an iron plow, and his body retreated more than a dozen steps. Not only did he crush the hard black stone under his feet, but he also stuck his feet a few inches into the ground, stirring the black stone like mud, and scratching two parallel pits on the flat ground!