"Tell me, where are my parents now?"

Lin Zheng burst into a shout, and the iron rod in his hand pointed at the evil crow. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Whether the other party is something he can contend with is no longer in Lin Zheng's consideration, he just wants to know the whereabouts of his parents.

With the frantic operation of the internal qi in Lin Zheng's body, a faint flame rose silently in the air. A few rays of sunlight entering through the forest shone near Lin Zheng's body, and it seemed that because of the existence of the flames, they were slightly distorted.

"Heh, the internal qi is well practiced. But before you try to find them, I think you should worry about yourself first. The Raven smiled coldly.

"Since you don't say it, I'll beat you until you say it. ”

Lin Zheng stopped talking nonsense, as soon as his voice fell, a move of 'drunk hitting the mountain gate' had already been used. The iron rod slammed into the man's face with the sound of the howling wind.

If it was usual, Lin Zheng would never be so impulsive, especially when he knew that the other party's strength was enough to crush him. If something goes wrong, he has only one way to die.

But compared to death, Lin Zheng was more afraid of facing the enemy, and he didn't even have the courage to ask about his parents' whereabouts.

"Very well, no one has dared to do it to me for many years. ”

I don't know whether to sigh at Lin Zheng's courage or mock the other party's inadequacy, the evil crow's tone is relaxed.

I didn't see the slightest movement of him, but his body turned sideways strangely, and the iron rod slipped down in front of him.

When this stick was struck, although Lin Zheng was still in a rage, his stick move definitely exceeded the power of the battle with Jiang Yang, but the violent stick wind did not even incite a feather on the feather.

'Boom!' The iron rod smashed into the earth, and countless mud and sand flew up on the ground.

The splashes of earth that flew towards the crow seemed to be blocked by an invisible aura, and slipped more than a foot in front of him.

Lin Zheng didn't immediately pull the iron rod out of the dirt, although he was a little surprised by the calmness of his opponent, but from the very beginning, he didn't think that he could make a contribution with this stick. Taking advantage of the opportunity to splash mud and sand and block the sight of the two, he instead used the iron rod as a fulcrum, supported the ground with one foot, and turned into a tiger tail with his right foot behind him, and kicked the evil crow in front of the door.

The internal qi was infused in the right leg, and a spiral-shaped airflow swirled around the toes, Lin Zheng actually used the tiger's tail feet and spiral energy together at this moment, if Yu Qianlin was present, he would definitely clap his hands for this whim.

I saw the evil crow open its mouth slightly, and a substantial energy erupted from its mouth.

Lin Zheng only felt a numbness on his toes, and he had to withdraw his right foot. The body circled around the iron rod inserted into the ground, and after a whirlwind, it was already facing the other person again.

"Kill!"

Pull out the iron rod from the ground, like a rising dragon, and fly towards the enemy.

'Lotus Blossom Wonderful Method', this is Lin Zheng's strongest move.

After trying other attacks to no avail, this was the only move he could think of that would pose a threat to his enemies.

The internal qi in the body rushed into his arms, and the iron rod was suddenly wrapped in the swirling hot internal qi, and the air resounded with a 'hissing' sound of breaking the air.

The fallen leaves that were blown away on the branches around the trees were entangled in the air flow of the iron rods, and they were instantly dried up and turned yellow by the hot roasting, but the momentum of the sticks increased by three points.

The seven stick shadows condensed into a straight line and went straight to the crow's chest.

For this stick, Lin Zheng has absolute confidence, even if the opponent is Yu Qianlin, he can only retreat.

"Yes, the strength of this stick is enough to kill a mid-martial artist. As a martial artist who has just comprehended the inner qi, you can be proud. ”

The crow said softly, but there was an inexplicable tyranny on his face.

His body finally made its first movement, and his right hand was slightly raised. In front of the iron rod, a wall of black qi suddenly condensed.

The spiral energy kept flying on the air wall, like a drill bit. Countless metal sparks flew out of the air, and it was obvious that the tip of the iron rod was rapidly dissolving in the frantic rotation. In these Mars, there are faint hints of different starlight.

'Vaporizing form!' This is the innate elemental force?'

With Lin Zheng's eyesight, he certainly saw the abnormality in Mars. But he didn't know anything about the stars above the innate level, and he didn't know that there was already a little star power in this qi wall of the evil crow.

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Even Lin Zheng, who was the attacker, was a little unsteady with his hands. The dark qi wall shook slightly under the impact of the sevenfold qi explosion, and a few ripples flashed without any damage.

The power of the seven-fold stick shadow is superimposed, and the powerful spiral energy is strong. But in the face of a gap of several levels of power, it can only be fruitless.

The iron rod finally stopped, before the enemy's pale and emaciated fingers.

"The better you perform, the more I want to enjoy the moment when I kill you. Lin Zheng's extraordinary performance seemed to have caused the evil crow to be extremely excited, and the meaning of madness in his voice was even more obvious.

The evil crow's words filled Lin Zheng with a sense of powerlessness, but they also aroused his infinite fighting spirit.

"Kill your mother!"

Lin Zheng's body shook, his internal qi was infused, and his arms erupted with a limit of at least more than two thousand catties.

But the five fingers of the evil crow seem to be weak, but the iron rod is stuck between the fingers, and it is difficult to extricate itself. Lin Zheng's action of pumping the stick and fighting again came to an abrupt end.

His great strength was as weak as a child in the eyes of the crow.

At this moment, Lin Zheng didn't dare to hesitate, even if the opponent counterattacked with his free one-hand, the end was not something he could bear.

"Since you like it so much, give it to you. ”

As soon as his hands were released, two iron fists smashed directly into the door of the evil crow's face, and the wind pressure on the fists roared with a terrifying roar. Lin Zheng didn't have any defenses of his own, and he was completely fighting for both sides.

The crow waved his left hand lightly, and there was a soft 'snap' sound.

Even when it was struck on the iron stone, the fists that never wavered for half a minute, as if the driftwood thrown into the torrent, suddenly parted to the sides.

Lin Zheng knew that it was not good, but he was powerless to pull back his hands. The figure in front of him flickered, and the evil crow suddenly appeared in front of him in the next moment. The speed was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to react at the most basic level.

A shadow clinged to Lin Zheng's chest, and at this moment, Lin Zheng saw a shriveled and purple lip.

"Boy, you're still too tender, be ready to accept death. ”

A sharp voice sounded in Lin Zheng's ears, and he knew that the other party's attacks would follow one after another.

A palm shadow went straight to Lin Zheng's chest.

It was a completely instinctive reaction, and the depths of the round pupils were instantly stretched into vertical pupils, this feeling Lin Zheng had experienced many times, and he knew that with the help of pupil force, the other party's next movements would become very slow, maybe this was his only chance.

The palm shadow did slow down a lot in an instant, but that was only relative to the original speed, which was still beyond Lin Zheng's reaction limit.

The other party's palm tapped lightly on his chest, and a strong explosion of qi exploded in his chest. I don't know what kind of power is hidden in the crow's palm, but the moment the palm falls on the clothes, the sturdy military uniform seems to be eroded by the wind.

Lin Zheng only had time to transport his internal qi to his chest, and the person was already like an arrow from the string, flying out upside down. Since he started martial arts, he has never been so powerless as he is now.

He wanted to become stronger, and there was no moment when Lin Zheng would be so eager for strength as he was now.

People are in the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the blood mist is sprinkled in the air, indescribably magnificent.

'Whoosh!' a sound broke through the air.

The iron rod in the crow's hand suddenly flew out.

The strong force shattered the blood mist in the air, and before Lin Zheng could hit the ground, he was hit hard in the chest again.

The clothes on his chest, which were already like ruin, were suddenly shattered under the bombardment of iron rods. Through the broken shirt, Lin Zheng's chest was left with a dent of an iron rod, and even more obvious than this dent was a strange gray-brown palm print.