"Bang. ”

The Yanling knife was inserted into a rocky rock the size of a water tank like tofu.

The majestic power shook the strange stone into a pile of powder in an instant.

Zhang Chu stood on the edge of the cliff with his arms crossed, frowning and looking at the black and oppressive lead clouds in the sky, endless knife moves and knife gestures, quickly switching in his mind like a slide.

Not good!

Not perfect!

Almost meaningless!

He's like a fastidious, constantly self-denying.

The more negative it is, the more hungry it is.

He was reluctant to give up the impulse that he had so hard to grasp......

"Wine!"

He shouted.

As soon as the words fell, a member of the Nine Poinsettia Flower Hall gang with great eyesight immediately grabbed a ten-pound burning knife and threw it over.

The top of the mountain, as Zhang Chu's exclusive practice center, is usually guarded by a special person, and there are only a handful of people who can go up to the top of the mountain to have a glance.

In fact, the power has reached the point where Zhang Chu is now, many things no longer need him to bother, there are a lot of people under his hands, and they rack their brains all day long, how to make him live a more comfortable life, occasionally there are things they can't think of, Zhang Chu mentions, and naturally there will be people who try their best to do it perfectly.

It's certainly a privilege.

But this is a privilege for Taiping Town and Taiping Society, with nearly 100,000 people up and down, hoping that he can enjoy it with peace of mind.

This is the dividend of the times, and it is also due to Zhang Chu's status and personal charm.

Others will only feel that this is everything he deserves, and he will not even have envy.

......

Zhang Chu slapped the mud seal of the wine jar with one palm, raised his head and poured a breath.

Cloudy liquor spilled down the corners of his mouth and spilled all over his clothes.

The burning knife was strong enough, and as soon as it entered the mouth, it was like countless tiny red-hot blades cutting indiscriminately in the mouth, and the heat gushed up from the stomach and went straight to the throat.

It's so cool!

Joyfully!

He drank a few catties in one gulp, and then with a shake of his right hand, he threw the wine jar into the sky.

Drawing the knife again, he slashed out, and the surging flame knife qi shot the wine jar in the air.

"Boom. “

The scorching sword qi ignited the liquor in the altar, turning into countless fire ideas and falling one after another.

The scene is extremely beautiful.

The strong aroma of wine filled the entire mountain top in an instant!

"Hahaha......"

Zhang Chu looked up to the sky and laughed, wanton and rare arrogance!

He dances with a knife.

The knife is no longer a move.

There's no weird charm of Fang Cai.

Scattered.

Full of flaws.

Aggressive.

Furious and intense.

He had been suppressed for too long.

It's been too long, too long.

should be a white horse at an age of light fur and flying and domineering, but because he has experienced too much suffering and shouldered too many people's lives, he has to tremble and walk on thin ice to take every step steadily.

It's certainly not him.

Whether it is a rich second generation or a gang leader, it should not be like this.

But he really didn't dare to be wrong.

Because I can't afford to be wrong.

At this point in his current life, if he continues to say a word, there will be thousands of people running for him and fighting for him.

In the same way, a small mistake can cost thousands of lives......

He had learned to be in awe.

Fear the strong.

Reverence for life.

After being in awe for a long time, I forgot how to be ambitious, how to scold Fang Xuan, and how to dung ten thousand households......

Only those who are ignorant can be fearless.

He who knows can be fearless.

But the wise need reverence.

What is needed for the strong is fearlessness!

This is the same as a certain chicken game.

Lao Yin Bi, can only fry the fish pond.

A real pro-level player, all of them are steel gun monsters!

......

"Boom. ”

The rainstorm finally came, and the rain curtain shrouded the sky and the earth in a few snaps of a finger, giving people the illusion that the whole world was raining at the moment.

The rain of broad beans hits people's faces and hurts.

The visibility at the top of the mountain drops to two or three miles when you climb it.

A few of the Nine Poinsettia Hall gangsters guarding the top of the mountain, you look at me, I look at you, and then look at the self-gang leader who is still dancing wildly in the rain and shaking the raindrops, they closed their mouths very tacitly, not mentioning the matter of avoiding the rain, but quietly distanced themselves away, so as not to be injured by their own helpers.

The rain that the leader of his own gang took at this time fell on the ground as big as an egg, if this fell on the flesh and blood, it would not be a blood hole immediately?

The rain was heavy.

Zhang Chu's knife momentum is even faster!

The power of a split and a teasing, how can it be more than a thousand jun?

A majestic body of blood, even more crazy in the meridians!

He needs to vent!

Gotta vent!

Otherwise, you will suffer from it!

It's not that hard.

He has knife moves that he can vent on.

But he deliberately didn't think about the key to the operation of the blood qi in those few moves, and suppressed his urge to vent the blood qi in his body.

Not only that, but he also consciously slowed down the consumption of blood qi.

Such a situation.

He experienced it once.

That time, he mastered the knack of blood and qi condensation, and in one fell swoop, he was promoted from a martial arts apprentice to a true nine-rank martial artist.

This time, he hopes to be rewarded as well.

With a knife, cut out a dignified knife road!

Hurry up.

A little faster.

A little stronger.

A little stronger.

The whistling sound of breaking the air became more and more urgent.

The accumulation of several years has been integrated in Zhang Chu's mind.

Zhang Chu was almost about to catch that hint of impulse.

It's really almost caught.

But it was at this time...... The rain has become lighter.

The weather in the summer season, just like a woman's face, is cloudy, rainy, sunny, and boiling water under the scorching sun, all of which are normal operations.

But at this moment, the rain suddenly turned smaller, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Zhang Chu's brewing emotions.

He was furious.

But he wouldn't stop.

He wanted to grab the tail of this rain and create this trick.

Even if it's nondescript?

That is also a nondescript category that belongs to him Zhang Chu alone.

It's better than useless work, right?

However, how could God's face have ever been transferred by human will?

In Zhang Chu's angry gaze, the rain gradually turned smaller and smaller.

It didn't take long for the rain to stop.

Stopped!

The noisy world was quiet in an instant.

Not even the slightest sound of insects chirping.

The impulse in Zhang Chu's mind also quickly disappeared in silence......

He stopped swinging his knife and looked up at the sky with a blank face.

The dense lead cloud has a tendency to open.

It's as if they've done their duty to rain and are going to say goodbye......

The hand in which he held the knife suddenly burst into muscles.

He was angry and unwilling.

He felt that God was playing tricks on him.

But what's the use of being angry and unwilling?

Slash God twice?

"Forget it, the world is not going well, nine times out of ten, it won't work this time, but I finally have a clue, next time, it will definitely be done!"

He said to himself in his heart.

I can only comfort myself like this.

Although he was still angry.

He sighed lowly, raised the Yanling Knife in his hand, and prepared to use the strongest move of the "Nine Mang Knife" "Wan Sheng" to vent fifty percent of his blood and end this practice.

That's when it happened.

A winding, hideous, angular lightning bolt suddenly pierced the gloomy sky, like a brilliant firework, illuminating the entire heaven and earth in an instant.

Zhang Chu was stunned for a moment, and countless thoughts gushed out from the depths of his mind like a fountain.

Rampage!

Intense!

Burst!

Fearless1

Indomitable!

Fight like Kilkenny cats......

"Click. “

The sharp and roaring thunder came belatedly and exploded in Zhang Chu's ears.

Blessed to the soul, Zhang Chu slashed out.

"Instant brilliance!"

In the next second, all the people of Taiping Town saw a fiery red light as brilliant as the sunset, exploding on the top of the mountain.

"Bang. “

The sound of rolling thunder, in silence, spread for ten miles!