Such Du Chuanchang, no matter how proud and ruthless, how ruthless and arrogant, how bullying he is, he is not a son. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The deity...... It's not like that's how you can defeat it!" he cheered himself up in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be physically exhausted and sat down on the ground, barely supporting half of his body. Closer, closer, closer. The monster walked up to Du Chuanchang step by step, raised his hand high, but before he could make a move, he was killed by a blow from the violent Du Chuanchang.

There was a strange tide of blood boiling on the dark iron palms, and for the first time there was a humane look in the three eyes arranged in a triangle, which was contempt, mockery, and disdain for a misguide, a monster covered with blood, no mouth, no throat, and no sound, but his three eyes expressed all the meaning, and there was no need to say more.

"You're done!" This is the message that Du Chuanchang read, the humiliating eyes, and the falling palm like the last blow still can't make Du Chuanchang really fall into despair and fear.

"Do you think you're the only one in the world who knows how to do it?!" Du Chuanchang roared with all his strength, a pair of iron hands had already put away the fist spurs, only the bare ten fingers that were left were separated, there was no sharpness at all, he completely melted the spirit and fighting spirit of the fighter in his own Gangfeng, his Gangfeng also became as cold as cold water, completely lost the last trace of hot corrosive power, only the toxicity of the cold, his Gangfeng turned into mist, into poisonous clouds, into waves, and his moves, has completely abandoned the boxing method, abandoned the puncture, and abandoned the so-called "essence" of smearing poisonOnly the simplest, most direct, and most difficult to parry are left, which is much more terrifying than the so-called first palm in the world of the Iron Palm Gang, a shocking palm.

That's the palm, that's also the claw, that's the poisonous skill called "hand", that's all the mysteries of the poisonous Gangfeng, all the beliefs, all the essence and all the arrogance and all the persistence are all condensed between the five fingers, condensed in every inch of skin on the wrist, every bone, every joint, every cell, and a shocking blow [Poisonous Hand Gong].

The fingertips, knuckles, and palms have all turned into [weapons] that are sharper than fists and carry more poison.

"Violent Zhu Poisonous Hand!" Du Chuanchang's hands, the moment he launched this "Final Mystery", had completely submerged into the monster's body, and when he stopped, only two gurgles were still outside.

He turned his palm into a slash, wanting to tear apart the opponent in front of him, but the poisonous magic skill in his body, at this time, was like a transformation, how turbulent and frenzied, rumbling into the monster's body, the cold poisonous power suddenly exploded, and actually turned this monster into a cold miserable green ice mist, which was blown by his body protection wind, and directly dissipated in the air, disappearing forever.

Gangfeng erupted from between his five fingers, like a powerful nuclear cannonball, and the deafening roar was mixed with a long and turbulent mechanical thrust like ocean waves.

The highly toxic wind pressure carved traces on the surface of the rock as if it were ice erosion, and even the master of the gas transformation did not dare to test it.

After the outburst, he was weak, Du Chuanchang sat on the ground with his buttocks, lowered his head exhaustedly, and stared at the two black iron palms that fell to the ground in a daze, those iron palms actually looked more like iron fingerless gloves. That's all his enemies have left now.

Du Chuanchang stretched out his hand, carefully picked up the gloves, and put them under his nose to look at them carefully. The gloves are really exquisite, the black gloves are not only hard and abnormal, but also very flexible, especially its novel and ingenious structure, actually equipped with a slender spring blade on the first section of each finger except the thumb, the blade is as thin as a cicada wing, extremely sharp needless to say, the real commendable thing is that the blade is very hard, Du Chuanchang took it and poked the ground a few times, obviously the stone was pierced, and there was no bending for half a minute. Du Chuanchang knew that he had picked up the treasure this time, he was very happy with this pair of gloves, but he didn't put them on his hands immediately, he was still worried that there would be some weird traps and the like on the strange weapons, so it was better to bring them back to the master first.

He carefully put away the iron gloves, pretended not to care and glanced at the people who had already been knocked down and the four monsters that were slowly gathering together, and secretly quickly took a black pill, and then pretended to be a complete defeat and fell to the ground, while quickly recovering his strength and energy, while summing up the valuable experience he had just gained.

"Poison skill, in fact, should it really be like this? Poison is cold, palm is driven, fists, swords and the like, in the end, it is just a side door?...... "Du Chuanchang's mind rolled through countless thoughts, vaguely he felt an indescribable sense of pleasure, a sense of detachment slowly rose from the bottom of his heart, he didn't know, he didn't understand, that was actually the so-called "killing road", he only felt that the realization was better than "breaking the mystery" What is much more powerful, he secretly made up his mind to follow the direction indicated by this realization in the future, and implement the mystery of the Poison Dragon Sect with the poison of water cold and the emptiness of the palm.

Du Chuanchang doesn't think that he has any difficulty in giving up boxing to specialize in the function of poisonous hands, and he can use the fist and claw even the hand knife that is not welcomed by the world, after all, he is Du Chuanchang, Du Chuanchang of the Poison Dragon Sect, and his goal is not to become a boxing master like Tyson.

No matter how perfect his body is, how vicious his heart is, and how tenacious his will is, he is just a genius after all, and he is just a genius with extremely high comprehension of martial arts. Geniuses, at the right time, can always enlighten and soar to the sky.

Of course, if Du Chuanchang could guess his ending, he would rather not enter the Dao, and would rather be an ordinary scoundrel in the market, rather than become the number one master of the Poison Dragon Sect in the future and die miserably with the glory of the first master of the Poison Dragon Sect on his back.

It's a pity that the world never believes in ifs, just as Moscow does not believe in tears.

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While Du Chuanchang and the humanoid monsters were fighting to the death, the other monks also joined forces and launched an attack on the remaining four monsters.

Du Chuanchang used his wisdom and epiphany ability to defeat the monster conjured by the Purple Wind Sanren in a dangerous way, and the others were not so lucky. After all, there are not many geniuses in the world, Du Chuanchang, Wan Jianxin, and the mysterious chief disciple in the Demon Pavilion, as well as Mingquan, Prison, Lin Xuanchen and the like, are all geniuses who are not in the sky, but they are not characters like the owner of the Tianxing Martial Arts Pavilion.

For example, Fang Tianhang, his own talent is mediocre, like the most ordinary stone, but he thinks that he is amazingly talented. Of course, ******'s talent is a hundred times more powerful than Du Chuanchang's, but it's a pity that this talent can't give him any advantage under the attack of monsters at the moment. (To be continued.) )