"To collapse the houses around here, at least the load-bearing walls and pillars need to be broken." Xiao Jingyang said intently: "That kind of thing, give me a big hammer and let me accumulate strength to knock one by one, it's not impossible." ”

"But their degree is too fast...... Qin Wu's eyes were full of bitterness: "It's like kicking a plank, it's really a monster." ”

The next moment, a silver light flickered in the darkness, and the middle of a roof directly broke into several pieces and fell towards the ground.

Xiao Changhe's eyes widened, looking at the rising smoke and dust in the distance in disbelief, and exclaimed, "You say, this is their demolition of the house? But...... But...... How can this ......" Although they didn't want to believe it, the facts in front of them were irrefutably displayed in front of them, making them unbelievable.

"It's not impossible." Jiang Tianzheng said: "If I punch with all my strength, I can also break through the thinner earthen wall. But it's the first time I've seen this kind of damage like a monster, while fighting. ”

Everyone fell into silence, Wang Qiang, Zhou Xingyun and others, who have always been regarded as geniuses and promising young people, also showed a blank in their eyes, their efforts and strength are really meaningful in the face of this kind of monster?

It seemed that he remembered that he was still looking at a terrifying monster like the Blood Rakshasa before, and he felt even more afraid. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Ghost Fist, they would all be dead.

They have seen a person who beats dozens of people, and they have also seen a punch that can break a slate, but this kind of thing of demolishing a house with bare hands is really unheard of. Or have heard of it, but they have forgotten about it as a boring rumor.

After all, they never thought that a martial artist, at most three martial artists, would be able to cause such terrifying destructive power.

Of course, the reason why Zuo Zhicheng and the three of the Blood Rakshasa brothers were able to cause this kind of damage was also related to the buildings and materials of the new 6 ports themselves, most of which were brick and wood structures. It is conceivable that if they were fighting in a big modern city, they would never have been able to create such a scene.

In the midst of everyone's silence, a female voice broke the silence again.

"Daddy!"

"Qing'er?" Jiang Tianzheng turned his head and saw a martial arts hall disciple helping Jiang Qing up. As soon as Jiang Qing saw Jiang Tianzheng, she rushed over with red eyes and hugged the other party.

Jiang Tianzheng's tense expression finally relaxed, and he patted Jiang Qing's back and said, "It's okay if you're okay." ”

"But Zuo Zhicheng is gone." Jiang Qing raised his head and said anxiously: "After he asked me to hide under the bed, I encountered the attack of the Blood Rakshasa myself, and then I couldn't find him. If he hadn't protected me, I might have died. ”

Looking back now, she realized how stupid it was for her to rush to help. If Zuo Zhicheng hadn't stopped her, she would have died hundreds of times.

Xiao Jingyang on the side said: "Changhe, send someone to find Brother Zuo." ”

Xiao Changhe agreed with some unhappiness, and at the same time a little gloating, it was best that Zuo Zhicheng had been slaughtered by the Blood Rakshasa .

"Thank you, Pavilion Master Xiao."

Xiao Jingyang waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "Little Brother Zuo sacrificed himself to save others, but he is much more courageous than us." ”

At this moment, there was another series of explosions, impacts, and exclamations, Jiang Qing looked curiously at the west of the martial arts hall, the place where smoke and dust were constantly rolling, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The faces of the people in the martial arts hall were ugly, and some people began to run downstairs.

"They're calling......"

"There's no need to stay here, let's get out!"

The group rushed downstairs, the loud noise in their ears that seemed to be getting closer, mixed with the screams of the Blood Rakshasa and the roar of another man. But the sound of the ghost fist never came.

A moment later, Xiao Jingyang and Xiao Changhe walked in the front, and Jiang Tianzheng behind him, supported by Jiang Qing, also walked to the back door of the Chaoyang Martial Arts Hall together.

But at this moment, the noise in the dark night suddenly quieted down, and in the night wind, only the screams and shouts of passers-by outside the martial arts hall could be heard, but the voices of Ghost Fist and others could not be heard at all.

Encountering this situation, Xiao Jingyang stretched out his hand and waved, and everyone stopped, they looked around nervously, all kinds of corners, shadows, doors and windows, as if the Blood Rakshasa and the Ghost Fist would rush out of there at any time.

Suddenly, the wall in front of everyone bulged, and then with a loud bang, the blood-red figure flew towards Xiao Changhe with countless crashing stones.

So in the exclamation of everyone, Xiao Changhe had been knocked away by that figure, and a miserable scream came out of his mouth, as if he had broken a few bones.

And the sound that hit him was already on the ground, covered in blood, motionless.

Is that...... Blood Rakshasa .

At the same time as the two of them landed, another black figure had already rushed out like lightning and landed beside the Blood Rakshasa . He wore a white mask, and his eyes were fixed on the Blood Rakshasa on the ground, as if to confirm the life and death of the other party.

"Senior sister!"

A cry of pathos rang out, and a brown-headed, shirtless young man had slammed into the other side of the wall, which had been knocked out of a hole, and the hole had grown even bigger under his impact.

He was the junior disciple of the Blood Rakshasa, but his original calmness had disappeared, the clothes on his body had been completely cut into pieces, and his chest, back, and shoulders were covered with all kinds of subtle scars.

He looked at the figure of the Blood Rakshasa on the ground with red eyes, and rushed over with a roar.

Zuo Zhicheng glanced at him, and in his infrared vision, there was an innate qi covering the entire body, but unlike him and the blood rakshasa innate qi, this innate qi covered a huge area, and the intensity, or heat radiation, was not very high, only pink.

After the previous series of attacks, Zuo Zhicheng knew that the other party seemed to be practicing some kind of horizontal kung fu, although the muscles under the skin were not as powerful as him and the Blood Rakshasa, but they had a special layer of defense, just like a particularly thick cuticle, which could block the slashing of the sword.

It seems that judging the strength and weakness simply by the color of the innate qi in infrared vision is not absolutely accurate.

also because of his appearance, Zuo Zhicheng broke two ribs and dislocated his shoulder once in the subsequent fight.

But now without the support and cover of the Blood Rakshasa, this man is just a target in front of him. After all, the other party's horizontal kung fu is too cumbersome for him.

I saw the two figures colliding together, Zuo Zhicheng ate the opponent's two punches in a row, and then blasted away the opponent's right hand defending the abdomen with one punch, and was about to punch out again, but was grabbed by one hand.

Then the two grabbed each other with both hands, and Zuo Zhicheng hit each other on the stomach with one knee. With this heavy blow, the opponent's hand directly let go involuntarily, and then his head was grabbed by Zuo Zhicheng.

And so it was a series of crazy knee bumps like a storm.

The intestines, stomach, heart, chin, and bridge of the nose, all kinds of places that are difficult to defend even with horizontal kung fu were attacked by Zuo Zhicheng's mad attack.

The man's roar and Zuo Zhicheng's indifference formed a stark contrast, in fact, until now, no matter how the Blood Rakshasa and his junior brother insulted and roared, Zuo Zhicheng had not said a word.

He was like an iceberg, just rushing over in silence, and then crushing the other party to pieces.

After three minutes of beating, Zuo Zhicheng threw a puddle of soft mud on the ground.

Everyone watched the man slowly fall from Zuo Zhicheng's hands, and they all felt stunned in their hearts. Blood Rakshasa, and another person who seems to be his junior brother, the two joined forces, and they were defeated by the Ghost Fist like this?

Recalling the series of attacks and defenses that were displayed in front of them just now, the extreme degree and strength of the two sides, it seemed so logical?

Jiang Qing watched the man finally be knocked to the ground, and he was relieved in his heart.

And at this moment, although the ghost fist looked a little wolf, his clothes were torn open several times, and all kinds of blood and dust were mixed on his clothes and head, but in Jiang Qing's eyes, or in the eyes of everyone, he felt indescribably heroic.

"Your Excellency, but Ghost Fist?"

Zuo Zhicheng glanced at Xiao Jingyang and said coldly: "Someone called me that." ”

I saw that he carried the Blood Rakshasa and the man's corpse on his back, and walked silently towards the night.

"Thank you for saving your life today, why don't you let me wait for the friendship of the landlord and entertain you."

"Your Excellency, please teach us our martial arts!"

Ignoring Xiao Jingyang and the others, a few seconds later, Zuo Zhicheng's figure had completely melted into the night and disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a sentence floating in the air, making everyone look at each other.

"You're too weak."

Hearing this, Xiao Jingyang and the others' faces turned blue and white, but they had no power to refute, they could only watch the other party leave, unable to say a word.

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