Half an hour later, Zhang Fang sat cross-legged.

Wisps of scorching air were released from the inside of his body, emitting from the dense pores around him, like needle-like steam.

From top to bottom, the exposed skin has turned a full-length cherry red, like a flaming flame, but the red is fading over time.

The sea of qi in the body, the two heavens, a line apart!

Below the sea of qi, a pool of cyan gas was like a pool of death, without waves, and above the sea of qi, a cloud of golden gas was like a flame, raging violently.

"Success or failure is here!"

In the silent room, a sentence came abruptly.

Combine!

Suddenly, the qi of the two poles of the sea of qi slowly leaned together.

The first part of contact quickly began to annihilate like the collision of light and dark particles, or like water falling into boiling oil, crackling and exploding.

Zhang Fang's eyebrows twisted into a "river", and the slightest sweat overflowed and gradually gathered like a stream, condensing into a bucket of sweat beads and sliding down his cheeks.

And just on the verge of the annihilation of the pale cyan primeval true qi and the golden pure yang inner qi, wisps of pale golden air flow were generated.

Now is the time of emergency, the most critical moment!

At this time, outside the restaurant, the sun is shining, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

There were many pedestrians on the road, from coolies carrying burdens, maidservants carrying delicate food boxes, and travelers with horses to and fro.

Suddenly, a black figure sped through the crowd, knocking pedestrians on the road apart, and even knocking over some paving.

For a while, the eggs were broken, yellow and white were everywhere, and there were many fruits rolling around, and even the poultry broke away from the bamboo cage.

The neat streets were suddenly chaotic and chaotic, with the occasional invective from vendors and the whispers of pedestrians.

This is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, unkempt and very sloppy.

He looked uneasy and panicked, and even panicked, and in a hurry, he could only rely on pedestrians to block the people who were chasing him.

"See where you can run!"

There was an angry shout from behind, and the five people were about to catch up with him, less than ten meters away.

However, even at a distance of ten meters, it seems that it is not so easy to approach, there are too many people here, and there is a lot of resistance in the sea of people.

The young man also heard the angry shouts, and suddenly became a little anxious, and without looking back, he was like a nimble steed and rushed towards Yunxianglou.

The first floor was full, and many guests were drinking and chatting here, which was very lively, but the teenager didn't look at it and rushed straight to the corridor.

"Who is this, where did the stinky beggar come from!"

"It's really disappointing, when will Yunxianglou even be able to come in with this kind of beggar!"

"It stinks, I have no appetite!"

......

The guests pointed to the teenager and discussed it differently.

Looking at the dirty teenagers, their appetite was also greatly reduced, the taste was the same as chewing wax, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table also lost their taste, and they were even a little disgusted.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant also found the young man, his face was a little ugly, and he was very unhappy, and he also heard the words of the guest, and he could not let such people spoil his business.

"Stop him and blast him out!"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant looked at the sloppy young man coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, and the dirty beggar dared to come to Yunxiang Building?

He raised his right hand and shouted, and the two big men immediately ran over.

"Stop!" the boy had just rushed to the corridor, and the five people who were chasing him also broke into the restaurant.

The young man looked urgent, and quickly threw two punches, and the fist whistled.

The two big men who wanted to pull him didn't have time to react, and they were hit the floor with heavy punches, curled up and moaned.

The young man seems to be weak, his body is thin, and he looks like he will fall down when the wind blows.

But contrary to people's expectations, his body contained such a huge amount of power, and he easily knocked down the two big men.

Everyone took a deep breath, their faces full of surprise and disbelief.

Bouncing!

The boy hurried up to the second floor, and the sound of footsteps stepping on the planks was heard.

"Where to run, chase me!"

Among the five, the unusually conspicuous man in white screamed, and the other four chased after him without thinking about it, and kicked the big man moaning on the ground away on the way.

Soon went up to the second floor, almost at the same time.

The second floor is very large, and on the left side of the hall is a private room with a precious private room, and you can still hear the voices of the guests talking.

There were still many people in the hall drinking and gossiping, and the teenager was running to the window, trying to jump down the second floor and escape from the pursue.

The faces of the drinkers in the hall changed suddenly, and they all stood up, their faces displeased, and they were very unhappy.

The two people drinking by the window were already full of anger, and they seemed to be able to use fists and kicks to block the young man's way.

"Where did the stinky beggar come from, he actually swept away the uncle's interest, I don't think you want to live anymore. ”

The two looked at the boy and clenched their fists and swung away.

The surrounding drinkers also stopped, and watched them fight with great interest, which is not a rare thing to see.

I haven't seen such a good show in Yunxianglou, so I can't miss it.

"Get out of the way!" the boy raised his eyebrows, hissed a hoarse voice, and kicked sideways, kicking out his legs like a tiger.

Between the lightning and flint, the whip leg had already swept the cheeks of the two, and with a brush, they flew in different directions like arrows from the string.

There were several loud bangs, and many tables and chairs were smashed.

Fine plates of dishes on the table, porcelain bottles of fine wine shattered to the ground, sharp shards everywhere.

"This kid's martial arts are good, his skills are good!"

The guests present praised and talked about it as if it was too much to see the excitement.

The young man didn't care about everyone's heated discussions and eyes, he didn't think about anything, and he flew in one step, like a giant bird flying to the window.

At this time, five uninvited guests had already arrived in the hall on the second floor, and the graceful man in white had a fixed look in his eyes, and kicked the chair towards the young man in the air.

"Where to run!"

The chair withstood Brother Childe's full force, and the speed increased dramatically, and with a bang, it hit the boy who was about to jump out of the window, hitting him in the back.

The boy was suddenly knocked down by the huge force carried by the chair, and slammed into the floor, making a huge noise, and the blood surged and a mouthful of blood spit out.

"Die!"

The man in white flew over, his legs slanted down like a sword, if this foot was solid, the young man would have to break a few ribs even if he didn't die.

Rumble!

The floor sagged and shattered, and after the loud bang, the person under his legs was gone.

On the other side, the boy rolled against the floor, suddenly rising to the ground, turning his palm into a claw and grabbing at the young man.

The armor is sharp, like a clawed wind whistling.

"Look for death!" the boy snorted, twisted his body and dodged his claws, and quickly turned around and punched.

The heavy punch hit the boy firmly, the punch speed was too fast, and the boy couldn't avoid it at all, and was bombarded in the chest, and the punch force penetrated the entire chest.

Click!

Several ribs broke, and the boy fell heavily on the floor, and another mouthful of reverse blood spat out, and the blood smeared the already red lips even more bewitchingly.

The man in white sneered a few times, looked at the young man not far from the ground and said, "With your three-legged cat's kung fu, you also want to compete with Young Master Ben, and you can't do it." ”

The boy was struck one after another, wounded internally, and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face was as white as white paper, as bloodless as a dead man.