Jiuyang has magic skills in his body, these dog-legged movements are like an old man stretching out his fist to him in Liu Zihong's eyes, in slow motion throughout the whole process, without the slightest lethality at all, only two minutes before and after, and they all lay on the ground, humming and chirping. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Zihong's hand is by no means ambiguous, although he misses the vital point, but his strength is not used at all, and he does not break the bones, and he is already merciful.

Gently patting the dust off his sleeve that wasn't there, and before he could shout, 'Who else?' someone stepped forward, thus losing a great opportunity to pretend.

Chen Wolf just stood in front of Liu Zihong, and strong pressure came to his face, not to mention that the onlookers looked at him like they were looking at a dead person, which could also explain something.

"Follow me or die!" Chen Wolf licked his tongue and gave a choice.

"I'm not interested!" Liu Zihong casually dropped his sentence and refused to give an answer, although this guy puts a lot of pressure on himself, he is not invincible, just try the power of Jiuyang Divine Skill.

Shaking his head, although he wanted to recruit this guy under his command, but since the other party was not interested, then let him know the difference between monks and ordinary people.

Chen Wolf was lazy and faded away, and his fist slammed down on Liu Zihong, and the fire system Yuan Force had already gathered on his fist.

Liu Zihong's Jiuyang Divine Skill has already laid the foundation, so naturally there will be no fear, and the two fists collide together.

In an instant, there was a burning pain on his fist, but fortunately, it was not too serious, and it would not affect his combat effectiveness.

As an opponent, Chen Wolf is not easy, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't feel the fluctuation of Yuan Force from the opponent's body, he would have thought that he was an earth cultivator, and the moment his fist touched, he felt like his fist was smashed on gold and iron, and his finger bones were about to be shattered.

Putting away the contempt of the heart, the fire system yuan power in Chen Wolf's body was fully exerted, and the onlookers couldn't help but take a few steps back, and Liu Zihong, who bore the brunt of the attack, felt the most obvious, as if he was in front of a huge stove, and the burning sensation came to his face, and he faintly felt that his skin was hurting.

Take a few deep breaths, the hot throat is hot and painful, the brain is spinning rapidly, and if you continue like this, you will definitely lose, after all, the time for you to practice Jiuyang Divine Skill is still too short, and there is no means to defeat the enemy.

In fact, except for middle school, Liu Zihong had conflicts with the gangsters in the class, and he hadn't fought for many years, and his reaction and experience were not the same as Brother Wolf's, not to mention that this kind of flame aura made him seriously uncomfortable.

However, in his mind, a sentence from the high school class teacher was deeply imprinted: "If you fight with others, your skills are not as flexible as the other party, your fists and feet are not as sharp as the other party, and your strength is not as good as the other party, then you will see the opportunity to hold his neck and pinch him to death, if you can't reach the neck, then bite him a piece of meat, you are not as strong as the other party, then you must be more ruthless than him!"

Chen Wolf's fist rained down on Liu Zihong like a rain of flames, this set of flame fists did not give Liu Zihong any chance to dodge, and soon there were large and small holes on his clothes, accompanied by the unpleasant smell of burnt skin and flesh.

Gritting his teeth, Liu Zihong hugged Chen Wolf's waist tightly, used the weight of his body to pull the opponent to the ground, and took advantage of Chen Wolf's fall to be a little blindfolded, quickly stretched out his hands and pinched his throat, letting the other party's fists with fire Yuan Force smash on his body, but he didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, and a suppressed roar came out of his throat, like a wounded beast.

It turns out that this is definitely experience, although Brother Wolf's strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people, he only lasted for a few minutes, and he already felt that he was a little lacking oxygen in his brain and his strength was losing rapidly.

A quarter of an hour passed, Chen Wolf struggled more and more slowly, grew his mouth, looked at Liu Zihong's red eyes, and the fear gradually began to spread, if he continued like this, he would die.

The clothes have become rags, and the exposed skin is full of scorched black marks from the fire, Liu Zihong is still pinching Brother Chen's throat, completely unaware that he has lost his strength to resist.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Liu Zihong has a thin body and ruthless eyes, like a hungry wolf.

Steward Fan, who had been paying attention for a long time, didn't know when he walked out and clapped his hands: "Enough!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the two people who were entangled on the ground were separated in an instant, Liu Zihong moved with difficulty, and every cell in his body was crying pain, but after experiencing that period of life was worse than death, what is this pain.

Chen Wolf had completely fainted, leaving only his body twitching instinctively, and he woke him up with two slaps from Steward Fan: "Save me!" Chen Wolf struggled to hold back two words in his throat, struggling like a drowning man, but he didn't react.

"It's lazy to do it, fine twenty taels of silver, bully the newcomer, and get ten whips yourself!" It wasn't until Steward Fan's cold voice reached his ears that Chen Wolf came back to his senses, but he didn't dare to talk back, just looked at Liu Zihong's eyes full of resentment.

It wasn't until Steward Fan drifted away that a few followers came over to help the eldest brother up, Liu Zihong's injury was more serious than Chen Wolf's, which was easy to see: "Whoever dares to help this kid will not be able to eat and walk around when he turns back."

Everyone immediately focused their attention on lunch, and let Liu Zihong lie on the ground, exposed to the sun, so that he recalled that difficult time, and there was a smile on his face.

Seeing Brother Wolf and the others disappear, Mu Shi ran to Liu Zihong with a smoke, helped him up from the ground, put him on his back, and just took a step, a voice came from behind him.

"I know that some people are not afraid of death, wait for Brother Wolf to get better and see how to clean you up!" But it was the thin man who smashed Liu Zihong's job, and his gloomy voice made Mu Shi shudder.

Above the Zhao court, the ministers have been discussing for a long time, and the emperor and Zhao Yuanheng, who are sitting on it, look at the noisy ministers below and remain silent.

Whether it is the demonic beast frenzy from Jutao Peak and the Yanwan Forest, or the demon invaders who came out of nowhere, they have been a big problem in the heart of Zhao Guo for generations, and the threat far exceeds that of Yan Yun Kingdom, which is also a human country.

Twenty days ago, news had already come that a group of hundreds of demon warriors raided Zhao State's sentry post and Zhenbei Fort in the north of Jutao Peak, except for a team of eighteen people who broke out of the siege and reported the news, the other five hundred and eighty-two warriors, including the main general, were all killed in battle, and thousands of people and hunters in the fort were slaughtered.

With the return of the intelligence, there is also the Taishou of Jutao County, the northernmost part of Zhao State, who has left a desperate letter, leading 36 generals and more than 38,000 troops to go north, and desperately pass this northernmost pass of Zhao State.

"Minister, Si Kou Zhen, shocked to hear that there are demons who have committed my border plug, slaughtered my people, and are about to be killed, the ministers are ordered to herdsmen and gather Tao, for decades like walking on thin ice, lest there be a negative grace, to this day, the county's affairs have been properly arranged, there are 38,000 elite soldiers, 36 good generals, go to the desperate pass, people are in the prison, the pass is dead, Si Kou Zhen worships, and he is headed!"

The desperate letter of this county taishou was placed in front of Zhao Yuanheng's desk, and the object of the quarrel among the ministers below was only whether Si Kouzhen could keep the demon clan out of the desperate pass, and how much force would he need to mobilize to go north?