Solved the Bao brothers.

Everyone went straight to the next goal, and it took a lot of effort to find it.

This time, it was Gao Qiang's hands, and the whole process was not so smooth.

Gao Qiang was slashed as soon as he met the Jianghu man, he tried his best to dodge, and was stabbed again after a few blows.

As a Jianghu person, the other party's speed and reaction are far beyond ordinary people.

The power is also great.

Gao Qiang is just an ordinary person in terms of physical strength, and he is not the opponent of the other party in all aspects.

But Gao Qiang also has its own advantages.

When the blade in the opponent's hand pierced into the body, he grabbed the opponent's arm and gulped it out.

The saliva immediately corroded the face of the quack, the skin melted, and the eyeballs fell.

Retreating again and again, there was no strength to fight again.

Then, Gao Qiang pulled out the sword on his body - the knife he was holding had already been knocked down by the other party.

After squirting out some blood, Gaoqiang regenerated at high speed, and there was no blood flowing out of the wound.

He staggered over, and a few swords turned off the other party.

In the end, he turned his head and smiled at the White Emperor, which made the White Emperor's face not look good.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the White Emperor had to tell himself that this yellow-haired gangster who he looked down on was actually a ruthless character.

Gao Qiang is of course a ruthless character.

Even if he didn't take it for him to break his calf in Windsor Tower, he had already carved out the status of a quasi-red stick in the fight before that.

Such a person is willing to be a little brother, and even has some dog legs, and he has an "eleventh brother" in one bite, purely because Xia Yan is too strong.

High thinking is simple.

The eleventh brother is the hall, the leader, and the boss. Uncle Tao is a count, a white paper fan, and a second-way marshal.

And he is a red stick, with a clear and clear positioning.

"Whew-" Kill that typical scum of the rivers and lakes, Gao Qiang spat out a breath full of blood.

He pressed the wound, frowned and said, "I don't know if it's an illusion, it feels like the recovery speed is slower than normal, is it poisonous?" ”

"Is it a big impact?" Tao E asked.

"It's not big, it'll be fine tomorrow." Gao Qiang said, "It's no problem to walk. ”

Walk normally and will not expand the injury.

"Then let's move on." Tao E asked the people in Fengwenlou to buy a total of five pieces of information.

It was also thanks to Fang Duzun's death, and Fang Tianxing's escape with the cheats was a first-class event in the rivers and lakes.

The small Sanhe Town, three religions and nine streams, black and white, everyone has it.

Otherwise, they really can't find a suitable object to practice and test.

The third person to do it was Wang Bing.

His fight is more decent, and it is also the most decent fight.

After fighting with the Jianghu man for a while, Wang Bing shouted loudly, and instantly threw more than a dozen punches, killing the other party.

He introduced his ability called Confusion Punch, which can burst out with a dozen powerful punches at once.

Judging from the sunken chest and broken cervical vertebrae of the Jianghu man, it is indeed powerful.

In addition, Wang Bing also said that when his fist fell on this Jianghu man, there was a feeling that he was blocked and his strength was canceled out.

Undoubtedly, this is where internal forces come into play.

So far, the results that everyone has measured are still relatively typical in this martial arts world.

A group of martial artists have internal strength, which makes them surpass ordinary people in all aspects of reaction speed and strength.

You can also use all kinds of martial arts moves that seem to be just a little cool at the moment.

Maybe the moves of the masters will be a little more stylish, and among the people Tao E is looking for, only one should be considered a master.

"I really don't know what the point of you studying this, if you are sure that it is an enemy, why don't you kill it?" Facing the fourth training object, the White Emperor said.

But there was no ambiguity in his hand, and he reached out and pressed it down.

The Jianghu man didn't even know what was going on, so he was pressed to his knees by the telekinesis.

"Well, you can resist it, that's good."

Surprised by the other party's resistance, the White Emperor's outstretched hand pressed down again.

The charlatan lay on the ground, blood flowing from the rest, and died after two convulsions.

After doing this, the White Emperor deliberately glanced at Xia Yanzhen, and what he did was the same as Gao Qiang.

Wang Bing's judgment of the two was not wrong at all.

A total of five demons died at the hands of Xia Yanzhen.

A group of people went straight to where the last person was.

It was also an inn, and on the street outside, Tao E saw that he was going to find the last person.

Bald head, with a scar on his face, he is about two meters tall, and he is very powerful.

It is a rebel monk of a Buddhist temple.

The kind of traitorous monk who destroyed his own temple, and then destroyed two small sects.

The hobby is to slaughter people, known as the blood monk.

As for the real name and legal name, it has long been forgotten.

Compared to others, the blood monk is much more famous, and his martial arts are definitely much stronger.

How much does it differ.

It's hard to say that there is no division in the level of martial arts in this martial arts world.

If you have to divide it.

The former Fang Duzun must be one of the strongest people in the rivers and lakes, and he is recognized as a leader-level master in the rivers and lakes.

If you take the Jinshu martial arts world as an example, put aside the regression of martial arts between books and books, and assume that everyone's strength is capped the same.

Fang Duzun and a few others are equivalent to the top five peers, the first gear.

Fang Duzun is still a supernatural power.

The second gear is the head of the big sect, the elder, the real Jianghu celebrity and the like, almost the same as the Shaolin abbot in the Golden Book, Qiu Qianren, Zuo Lengchan, and Cheng Kun.

The third gear is further down, and it is the leader in the big faction, Xuanzhen Seven Sons, Wudang Seven Heroes, and villains, Li Mochou and Huo Du.

Staying in a weaker sect, it's no problem to be a head and elder.

The fourth gear is some old rivers and lakes and some famous rookies, which belong to the background board with names and surnames, such as the Jiangnan Seven Monsters.

It is very likely that the old rivers and lakes will be like Ke Daxia, who has never won a fight in his life, and has never lost by pretending to be forced.

Of course, it is also a high-risk area where people are broken, like Jiang Beihe, and suddenly the house collapsed one day.

Further down, it's a trick that no one has ever heard of when the name is reported.

The last blood monk can touch the third grade and can be called a master.

It should be more appropriate to leave it to Xia Yanzhen for testing.

But for the sake of insurance, Tao E also discussed with Wang Bing and made other arrangements.

Wang Bing hid in the shadows, set up his rifle, and once Xia Yan was really defeated, he would shoot.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives?

No, the martial arts masters of this world are definitely not afraid of kitchen knives, but they are definitely afraid of bullets.

"Looking for a poor monk?"

Seeing Xia Yanzhen and the others walking towards him unabashedly, the blood monk showed a smile.

He was dressed in a red robe and carried a black iron bar weighing more than two meters behind his back.

There are also quite a few dark red marks on the sticks.

It is reasonable to assume that it is human blood.

"Yes, I want to see your strength, Master." Xia Yanzhen took two steps forward.

"Hahaha...... Blood Monk laughed, "Who's behind you?" ”

He didn't think that these nameless strangers would suddenly come to him, a man of great notoriety, just to challenge.

Did someone send them from his former enemy?

No, he likes to destroy people, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and leave no troubles, there should be no living enemies.

"Beat me and I'll tell you." Xia Yanzhen said.

The Blood Monk grinned: "Wait until I step on your corpse, and then ask your companion!" ”

No matter who dares to provoke, there is only one end, death!

Notoriety is killed!

As the blood monk spoke, he took off the iron rod behind his back, held it with one hand, and swung it towards Xia Yanzhen.

A whistling sound broke through the air.

Xia Yanzhen's body turned, and he could see that his right foot was twisted into a rather awkward posture in an instant.

Dragon Walk.

Xia Yanzhen tested the body skills and footwork he learned in actual combat.

The iron rod fell against his body, missed the hit, but suddenly slammed in mid-air, from a downward split to a sweep.

Xia Yanzhen, who was aware of this, rushed forward and came to the side of the blood monk.

The stick is centered on the Blood Monk, which is not the range of the sweep.

The blood monk was naturally not an easy person, and he suddenly pulled away from Xia Yanzhen at a suitable distance, and the iron rod in his hand continued to make a whistling sound.

Like the roar of death.

Crazy Stick Method!

Xia Yanzhen did not dodge backwards or rush forward, but tried his best to ensure that he dodged the unpredictable iron rod of the blood monk while moving slightly.

The iron rod seemed to have no inertia, constantly changing the direction of attack.

The fall suddenly becomes a sweep, and the sweep suddenly becomes a smash.

However, the changes are fluid, and there is hardly any sense of pause and staggering.

It seems that this is how it should be.

However, this unpredictable stick technique was dodged by Xia Yanzhen one by one, and Long Xing added his own powerful reaction speed.

The Blood Monk's Mad Stick couldn't hit him.

With the sound of whistling sticks, the Blood Monk had obviously noticed this, and his face became solemn.

This guy is a strong enemy!

Without any hesitation, the Blood Monk's moves changed, instantly forming three stick shadows, falling towards Xia Yanzhen's head and both sides of his body.

The Crazy Devil Stick Method: The Sea of Bitterness is Boundless!

There was no room for him to retreat, but if he retreated, the Blood Monk would also pursue.

"It's here, martial arts special effects." Gao Qiang, who was not far away, saw his heart surging.

Who didn't have a martial arts dream when they were teenagers?

Gao Qiang is that after the martial arts dream was shattered, it turned into the "dream of the old boy".

Faced with the blood monk's sudden change of killing moves, Xia Yanzhen did not dodge again this time, but raised his hand to block his side.

A real iron rod struck him from his left.

The flesh palm and the iron rod collided, and the blood monk's pupils shook, first, the other party instantly saw through his true position, and second, his killing move was easily taken by someone with a meat palm.

"Strength, it seems." Xia Yanzhen looked at the Blood Monk.

The move was mighty, and it looked amazingly powerful, but after really taking it, Xia Yanzhen found that the power was not very strong.

"Go!"

The blood monk shouted violently, and he was about to draw a stick and come again.

Xia Yanzhen bent his five fingers and buckled the iron rod.

"Look! Make move! ”

The blood monk let out a few low roars, the robes on his body swelled, and his internal force was running to the extreme, as if he was going to wrestle with Xia Yanzhen.

But in the next breath, he suddenly let go of the iron rod, clenched his left hand into a fist, and slammed a fist into Xia Yanzhen's head.

Luohan Fist: Angry Eyes King Kong!

No one knew that compared to the Mad Demon Stick Method, the Blood Monk's Arhat Fist was his real killer move.

Anyone who knew this died under his Luohan fist.

The fist roared, Xia Yanzhen faced his hand directly, and his backhand was a stabbing move.

The difference was that this time he clenched his fists.

The seven potentials of swords and guns are so flexible and changeable, and they are not rigid at all.

Fist to fist.

Xia Yanzhen stepped back.

There were no losses, no injuries, just to avoid blood falling on the body.

The Blood Monk flew out upside down, blood splattered sideways, and his left arm was blown off by Xia Yanzhen's punch, leaving only half of the twisted stump left.