Chapter 55: So ruthless

"This old thing, cultivation is too powerful! A poke of your fingers will poke me out of the Secret Weapon Palace!"

Yang Peng stood on his wooden bed and touched his chest, just now he rushed forward to take care of the old man's beard, but he was poked out of the Secret Weapon Palace with one finger.

"Oops, forgot a big thing. Yang Peng suddenly slapped his head, "This old man also said that he would give me a soul cultivation technique, you have to ask him, otherwise he may repay the debt!"

As he spoke, he was going to return to the pendant.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, "Young Master, are you there?" someone shouted outside.

Yang Peng won glory for the Yang clan in the council hall of the city lord's mansion, and the clansmen's names for him also changed, from the original "Xiaopengzi" and "Peng'er" to "Young Master".

Yang Peng opened the door and saw an old clansman holding a letter in his hand, so he took it. When I opened it, my expression immediately changed, and I gritted my teeth: "These bastards, I have to tear them apart!"

As he spoke, he walked quickly towards the gate of the clan camp.

"Just now, the clan praised the young master for being mature and able to win glory for the clan! But what's wrong with this in a blink of an eye?" The old clansman didn't know why, so he could only shake his head, and then go about his own business.

Yang Peng's footsteps were very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he walked out of the gate of the clan camp, turned north, and walked directly to the riverside behind the southern city.

Came to a rocky riverbank and stopped.

Over there, the river slapped on the shore, and there was a "whooshing" sound. This is one of the few deserted places in Bow City.

He saw a wooden stake erected on a tall strange rock, and a young man in a gray coat and black pants was tied to the stake.

The boy's head was drooping, and there were blood stains on his gray coat. The river wind blew his bloody clothes, and his black hair fluttered backwards.

"Xiahou Ting, you come out for me!"

As soon as Yang Peng stood still, he yelled at the huge strange rock.

"Boss, leave me alone, get out of here!

The person on the stake raised his head, and a scar on his face stretched from the corner of his left eye to the corner of his left mouth, it was Chang Ge in a gray coat and black pants!

"Shut up!"

Yang Peng snorted, but his eyes were fixed on the big stone.

"Yang Woe, if you are one step late, one of Chang Ge's ears will be cut off by Miss Ben and fed to wild dogs!"

The voice sounded, and Xia Houting's figure turned out from behind the strange rock.

She didn't wear a tunic this time, but a man's outfit. His hair was cut short, he wore a green shirt on his upper body, a pair of white trousers on his lower body, his trouser legs were tied into blue animal skin combat boots, and he held a folding fan in his hand.

looks very shrewd and capable, but the appearance is very slender.

Behind her, stood four men and two women, all of her age. In his hand, he was holding a sword, or holding a spear, or a horizontal knife, or a vertical stick, and his face was not good.

The letter Yang Peng received was from this Xiahou Ting, and the content was all this in front of her and what she had just said!

"What's the matter, your ass is itching again?" Yang Peng didn't say anything else, and he still said the same thing.

However, Xia Houting was not as annoyed as in the conference hall, and smiled, "It's itchy, come over and pat Miss Ben?"

"Your ass is loose and collapsed, my son is not interested!" Yang Peng pouted, "If you want to find someone to shoot, go to the fireworks building, where someone will pay to slap your ass!"

"Hee-hee!"

Another laugh sounded, and a girl dressed in black appeared on the boulder, "This girl came to see the two scourge gang fight, and she has no intention of participating." ”

A jewel-like voice sounded, it was the girl in black in the council hall!

She had a long sword in her hand today.

The body of the sword is in the sheath and cannot be seen. However, it can be seen that the sword grid is disc-shaped, engraved with tiger and leopard patterns, and a yellow sword robe in the shape of a lantern spike is tied to the head of the sword, and the scabbard is wrapped in ancient animal skin with blue spots, and a red sapphire is inlaid on each side.

Seeing that after she finished speaking, she leaned down, placed the sword in her hand on the boulder, and sat down.

"Kill me!"

After listening to Yang Peng's words, Xia Houting's face turned blue suddenly, and she pointed a fan in her hand, "Let's go together, chop me into meat sauce, and make adult meat buns to feed to wild dogs!"

"Kill!"

The six young men and women behind her were also dressed in brocade robes, and at first glance they looked the same as Xiahou Ting. Hearing Xiahou Ting's shouting, they raised their weapons and slashed directly at Yang Peng.

"Hey, don't you all have to first argue the merits of the fight, tell me what you are right or wrong, and talk about your own conditions!

The jeweled voice asked, looking a little disappointed.

"Saved!"

Yang Peng replied, that is, he kicked his left foot, his feet were two inches off the ground, and his body turned into a gray shadow, running directly towards Xiahou Ting.

"This bad onion is so annoying, I'm not interested in spitting with him!"

Xia Houting naturally saw Yang Peng coming straight to her, and said in her mouth, but her figure flashed back, let her own people, and hid behind.

In fact, even if they argue, they can't distinguish the ugliness.

There are calamity gangs in the south city and the main city, and they have not gone through the sessions of Yang Peng and Xiahou Ting, they have long existed. Years of discord, years of confrontation, grievances between generations of disasters, it has long been impossible to distinguish who is right and who is wrong!

To fight, there is no need for a reason at all.

The city of the Bow is still martial, and it does not stop the fight in the city. Moreover, there has always been a good tradition of these two disasters, fighting can hurt people, break arms and legs, but never kill people, so it does not cause adult interference.

It's just the experience of the juniors.

That Xiahou Ting hid behind, but six young men and women with various weapons stopped Yang Peng. Knives, guns, swords, and sticks in their hands were chopped, pierced, chopped, or smashed; some ran to the head, some cut off the waist, some swept across, and some pierced the chest, running to all parts of Yang Peng's body.

"Little trick!"

Yang Peng snorted coldly, kicked backwards with his left and right feet, and his body was like pressing a spring, and he went directly backwards, dodging the first round of attacks and kills of the six-person weapon.

Then taking advantage of the stagnation of the six figures, when they wanted to change their moves and advance again, they suddenly kicked forward with their left foot, "Stepping on the sky, attacking the heavens!" drank in his mouth, and his body had suddenly come to the front of a young man with a knife, and the fist that was already clenched in his right hand "exhaled", with a strong wind, it went straight to the young man's face.

"Pestle!"

The pestle hammer, which is one of the 48 styles of the yang hammer splitting gang in the "Forging and Hammer Method", the sledgehammer is straight out, and the force is strong.

Yang Peng has been forged by the machine, and the strength of his body is no longer comparable to before.

The Spirit Valley in the body has been exploded by the desolate ancient qi, and it has become even larger, and now it is the size of a vast lake, full of true qi, and some of the refined desolate ancient qi has been added, which is also different from the past in terms of quality.

The meridians in the body have been forged, and they are very large, and the true qi runs like a rolling torrent!

What's more, in his body, the egg has already bloomed and is about to hatch, it is no longer just as simple as being able to provide him with protective body qi, but it has been able to provide him with some spiritual refining power!

The addition of the numbers made Yang Peng's punch even more ferocious. But seeing the fist pestle coming out, the true qi rushed out, making Yang Peng's fist as big as a fight in an instant, as if the pestle had brought out a stubborn iron hammer with a big bucket!

Yang Peng's attack was sudden, and it was a powerful fist, and the young man didn't have time to react at all, seeing the fist wind "whirring" in his face, all the ways were like a knife cutting.

Before the hammer could reach his face, there were already streaks of blood blooming on his face.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and as soon as he hurriedly raised the knife in his hand, it was a big fist facing Yang Peng.

But Yang Peng's big punch didn't stop. In the face of the ushered knife, I saw a flash of light suddenly appear on his big fist, wrapping the fist like a fist.

The big punch came closer, slamming directly into the raised blade.

"Look for death!"

Yang Peng's voice sounded at the same time as the voice of the young man opposite. Apparently both were angrily scolding each other.

Before the two of them finished speaking, they each heard a "click" in their ear chakras. The imaginary situation where Yang Peng's fist was cut open and blood was spattered on the spot did not appear. Instead, I saw that the big fist was against the blade, and the slashed knife was slammed straight back.

"Huh?"

The young man holding the knife exclaimed, and with a flower in front of him, the back of the knife in his hand was already facing his face, and the knife was followed by Yang Peng's big fist.

"Click!"

First, the back of the knife slammed into his front door, which had already knocked him dizzy, and then he felt a sinking in front of the door, and a buzzing sound came from his head. The back of the knife continued to move closer under the impetus of Yang Peng's big fist, "Poof!" Although the back of the knife was more than a finger wide, it was still embedded in the cheek of the young man holding the knife.

The young man with the knife screamed, and with his knife, he fell backwards on his back.

"Poof!"

Blood splashed, and I don't know if the young man took the initiative to spit it out, or was wrapped in the back of the knife by Yang Peng's big fist.

"It's so ruthless!"

On the boulder, the girl in black turned her head and couldn't bear to look at it again.

It is estimated that from now on, there will be an ugly monster with shifted facial features in the main city of Bow City!

This is still Yang Peng following the rules of fighting for disasters and disasters, hurting people and not dying, "heavy hammer and light fall", and finally retracted a large part of his strength;

Yang Peng is now fighting with his arms, and he has at least 25,000 catties of strength!

This alone is not something that the knife boy can contend with.

Moreover, the spirit refining in his body was about to hatch, and the protective body Zhengang provided for him was even stronger, and the Zhengang plus True Qi covered the iron fist, so why not be afraid of him with the blade of a mortal soldier!

It didn't hurt him at all.

Even if it is only the strength of the bones on the body, it is not afraid. After the forging of the machine, the bones around his body, the 32,000 catties of divine hammer are difficult to crush, not to mention the hurried split of the young man holding the knife.

He couldn't split it with that much force.

"Sting!"

And just when Yang Peng made the knife boy fall backwards, Yang Peng's back also heard a sound of cutting the hexagram.

A long sword had slashed at his back......