Chapter 22: The Duel with the Strong
Five years later, Qian Hui saw the county magistrate who deserved to die again, and the anger in his heart burned brightly! He immediately abandoned the last officer and soldier who had already been frightened, and then picked up the wooden stick that had just been shot out from the ground with a single toe, and then quickly caught it with his right hand, and then walked slowly towards the county magistrate who was close in front of him with a fierce gaze! Extreme hatred spread in Qian Hui's heart, making him even ignore the existence of another person beside the county magistrate!
Compared with Qian Hui, Qian Neng captured this rationally. He waved his hand to signal the last survivor who was almost scared to death to run away, and shouted anxiously at Qian Hui's back: "Qian Hui, be careful, there is another person next to him!"
"Then kill them all!" Qian Hui didn't reply, just coldly spat out such terrible words from between his teeth!
Hearing Qian Hui's words, Qian Neng's brows furrowed slightly. "Why didn't you see that Qian Hui was such a cold-blooded person before?"
"But to be honest, this county order is really dead!" After being a little surprised in his heart, Qian Neng's heart was gradually overwhelmed by the hatred that kept pouring out! Qian Neng didn't have any mercy for this scumbag, but he hoped that this damn county order would be cut by a thousand knives!
When Qian Hui was less than ten steps away from the county order, he finally launched an extremely fierce offensive! I saw Qian Hui's left foot on the ground, like a hungry tiger pounced on its prey, and flew towards the location of the county order. But the right hand is in the shape of an eagle's claw, locking the throat of the prefectural order!
The county magistrate was originally a cowardly and afraid of death, but now when he saw the corpses all over the ground and Qian Hui who was flying towards him, he was immediately shocked, and a terrible and sharp scream resounded in the sky!
"Lord Geng, save me!"
Before the words fell, the figure of the person next to him had moved! He flashed in front of the county commander as if he teleported, and then put a pair of big hands across his chest, grabbed Qian Hui's wrists casually, and then used his strength to easily defuse Qian Hui's extremely fierce offensive with a light touch to the side.
Qian Hui was shocked when he saw that his move was broken! He quickly took ten steps back, and then reminded Qian Neng next to him in horror: "Big brother be careful, this person is so strong!"
After secretly suffering a loss, Qian Hui finally raised his head and began to look at that person carefully.
I saw that between his lofty eyebrows, there were a few wrinkles mixed slightly, like an old man. But his hair color is jet black, hanging down to his waist like a waterfall, and his eyes are clear and transparent, without the slightest sense of seeing the vicissitudes of the world.
Just as Qian Neng and Qian Hui looked at the old man carefully, the old man spoke!
The old man's name was Geng Haoran, but it was his father who hoped that he would be just and righteous when he grew up! His voice was a little sharp, but it still seemed full of neutrality: "According to the Law of the Great Song Dynasty, those who kill people will pay for their lives!"
The county commander on the side listened to the words of "Lord Geng", and immediately nodded vigorously, and said: "Two stinky boys, let me tell you, this is the number one master in the capital from the capital, the commander of the Privy Council, and the marshal of the Huaixi garrison! If you want to challenge him, you have to practice for a few hundred more years!"
Qian Neng listened, but he just touched his nose and sneered: "The number one master in the capital? What a joke! Now that the country is not a country, the Mongolian Tartars will trample all over the Central Plains! The number one master in the capital, what do you want!"
After Geng Haoran heard this, his face suddenly turned cold! He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, if you have a kind, just say it again?"
"Hehe, this is angry?" Qian Neng smiled mockingly, and then his face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly: "How about saying it again!
"Boy, this is you looking for death! What Lao Tzu has done for the country, how can you know!" Geng Haoran shouted loudly, and then-
The ruthless chapter suddenly fell straight towards Qian Neng's chest as the words fell!
Qian could see this palm, but he snorted coldly, and his right fist flashed out from behind him like a phantom, aiming directly at the palm of Geng Haoran's hand!
Compete for strength? Who is afraid of whom!
With a fist and a palm, it collided fiercely in the eyes of thousands of people. But the strange thing is that there is not even the slightest sound. The situation seemed to freeze at this point, and faint transparent ripples flowed around the fists that the two of them were clinging to, and gradually spread outward, forming a circle of extremely beautiful halos, and then dissipated.
Then, very suddenly, a gorgeous deep purple burst out from Qian Neng's fist, shattering the soft wave with an extremely strong attitude, and then hit Geng Haoran's palm!
Geng Haoran's figure was like a dead leaf in the middle of a typhoon, drawing a graceful arc in the air with a scream, and then slammed into the ground. In the palm of his hand, purple light pulsed like ball lightning, and it took a long time before gradually dissipating. If it weren't for Geng Haoran's deep internal strength, I'm afraid that one of his hands would have been wasted!
On the other hand, Qian Neng stood in place well, not even half a step back.
That not majestic figure, at this time, is like a god of war!
The county magistrate standing next to him was almost stupid. He would never have thought that Master Geng, who was originally omnipotent and invincible in his heart, would be knocked away in a battle with a junior of short stature! And what kind of purple was that burst out of that junior's fist!
Geng Haoran was obviously also taken aback by Qian Neng's irresistible strange power and purple true qi! He stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and then shouted, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Of course, Qian Neng would not answer the question in Geng Haoran's mouth, he rushed in the direction where Geng Haoran had just stood up, and then raised his fist to fight.
Geng Haoran watched in a panic as Qian Neng rushed towards him, but suddenly realized that something was wrong! He found that Qian Neng's footsteps were vain, his footwork was messy, and the position of his fist seemed to be out of order!
"Could it be that he was just born with strange powers, but he hasn't learned martial arts?" While thinking to himself, Geng Haoran swiped his toes on the ground, and dodged Qian Neng's blow at will, and at the same time raised his fist and hit Qian Neng's left shoulder very accurately!
Qian Neng missed with a punch, only to see a dark purple light shoot forward at a very fast speed, and then collided with the wall in front of him! With a loud bang, one wall collapsed directly and turned into a piece of broken bricks!
This punch, although extremely heavy and extremely windy, did not have any substantive effect. But on the other hand, Geng Haoran's punch, although it didn't have the strength of Qian, it was an accurate hit, and Qian couldn't hit it directly, and he almost fell to the ground.
At the same time, a pure internal force wants to enter Qian Neng's body. Fortunately, the true qi in Qian Neng's body felt threatened, and automatically rushed out, completely killing that wisp of internal force!