The mountains are all over the wilderness, and there is silence.

Everyone, looking at each other.

Wu Shengjun was not calm: "Brother Long, come out quickly, you have made me lose face like this." ”

……

Nanshan Song family.

A man wearing a cardigan, a straight figure, and a strong breath, looked down at the time from time to time.

He gradually became anxious: "Thank you Mr. Song for your hospitality tonight, Jiang still has something to do, so I have to leave first." ”

Song Fu lowered his head and drank tea, without saying a word.

Song Hongyan said with a smile: "Uncle Jiang has a good amount of wine, dozens of catties of fine wine, and he is not drunk at all." ”

Jiang Feilong laughed: "When I came to visit, you were just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, I didn't expect to see you for ten years, and now you are slim." ”

Jiang Feilong is like sitting on pins and needles.

Song Hongyan walked behind Jiang Feilong with his back hand and bent down slightly: "Uncle Jiang is in such a hurry, he can't let Uncle Jiang go." ”

Jiang Feilong smiled dryly: "I really don't have time tonight. ”

Song Hongyan shook his head: "Uncle Jiang is a lifelong drinker, and my family's wine collection has not been taken out yet." Uncle Jiang is sitting here drinking at the bar, and it is rare for my grandfather to be interested. ”

Hear the wine.

Jiang Feilong's eyes lit up.

Then he shook his head.

"Nope."

"It's almost too late."

"Okay, little girl, I'll drink it another day if I have wine."

At this time, Song Fu suddenly spoke: "Sect Master Jiang, could it be that my Song Fu's face can't keep you?" ”

Jiang Feilong gritted his teeth.

"Old Man Song, tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Treat me with a feast for no reason."

Song Fu's face was calm.

He looked down at the time and said, "It's nothing, I just want to leave Sect Master Jiang here and have a drink." ”

Jiang Feilong's face was gloomy.

got up directly: "Don't drink, when I free my hands, I will naturally invite the old man not to get drunk and not return." ”

Song Hongyan snorted coldly.

got up and stopped in front of Jiang Feilong.

Jiang Feilong shook his head and said, "Little girl, stand down, ordinary people are just ants and mustards in front of me, and they can be killed with a raised hand." ”

The atmosphere was oppressive.

Song Hongyan said with a smile: "Yes, Uncle Jiang has entered the realm of martial arts, girl, I am naturally not Uncle Jiang's opponent." ”

She said.

Suddenly took off his coat.

I saw that Song Hongyan's body was tied with dense explosives.

"Uncle Jiang."

"These are high explosives, enough to flatten a radius of tens of meters."

Jiang Feilong was silent in place.

……

"Brother Wyvern?"

"If you don't come out again, I'm angry!"

Quiet hilltops.

Wu Shengjun was also a little dumbfounded.

"That's it!"

"Without him Jiang Feilong, I can leave you here."

No half-word nonsense.

Wu Shengjun gave an order: "Kill Guan Zhendong, 500 million, kill Lu Wanji, 1 billion!" ”

Hundreds of people around rushed over.

Guan Zhendong's face changed wildly: "Miss, I'll stop them, you go first!" ”

Zheng Jiuling took a deep look at Zheng Tianyang, turned around and got into the car, and more than a dozen people around him rushed over directly, desperately delaying time.

'Boom! ’

Guan Zhendong's whole body was full of energy.

The power of the grandmaster overwhelms the audience.

He took seventeen steps, and seventeen people died around him.

There was chaos around, and Guan Zhendong fought his way through the crowd with his bare hands.

'Bang! ’

A big man who was nearly two meters tall and whose muscles bulged like a rock, his chest was dented, his bones were broken, and he was killed with one blow.

"Humph!"

"Just with this group of native chickens and dogs, they are worthy of hurting me?"

Guan Zhendong's face was full of pride, and he went directly to Zheng Tianyang to kill.

No one could stand in the way of the Grandmaster.

Every step he took left a delicate footprint on the ground, and the ground around him 'thumped'.

"The surname is Guan."

"Watch me go in with a white knife and come out with a yellow knife."

A master with a knife jumped up and stabbed Guan Zhendong chrysanthemum in the chaos.

Guan Zhendong's eyes widened.

Holding his hands on the double knives, he roared violently in his mouth, and 'Bang Dang' snapped.

Then, under the man's frightened gaze, he cut off the knife in his hand and stuffed it into his chrysanthemum.

'Poof! ’

Hemorrhoids burst.

Chrysanthemum squirts blood.

Guan Zhendong stepped through his chest.

Only then did he speak lightly: "I heard that Wu Shengjun has a double sword master by his side, who specializes in stabbing chrysanthemums, it should be you, right?" ”

Around the east of the Kanto earthquake.

A patch of land was vacated in an instant.

He took a step forward, and dozens of people on the other side took a step back.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky and landed in front of Guan Zhendong, smashing a big pit in place.

Wu Shengjun unleashed the Angry Dragon Fist.

Shifting shapes and shadows, like stormy waves, overlapping layer by layer.

Guan Zhendong shook him head-on, the air between his fingers was like a needle, and the qi and blood in his body roared.

"Raging Dragon Fist, there are nine variations."

"Known as the Nine Changes of the Angry Dragon, it is rumored that when you cultivate to the ninth change, you can hear the sound of the dragon chanting and the roar of the tiger between swinging your fists."

"The old man has been walking, sitting and lying all his life, and he has been practicing the angry dragon boxing technique, and the emperor has lived up to his wishes, and now between my ten steps, the boxing technique has changed in six ways."

Guan Zhendong began to retreat.

His arms were numb, the soles of his feet were sore, and every time he blocked Wu Shengjun's punch, the blood all over his body would be shocked.

Wu Shengjun snorted coldly: "Back then, I played in the underground black circle in South Asia, and Master Songpa, known as the No. 1 master of Muay Thai, was killed by me with one punch. Guan Zhendong, how many punches can you block me? ”

Guan Zhendong kept retreating.

Wu Shengjun angrily punched out six changes.

The fists and shadows are intertwined, the inner strength is roaring, and the outside is ten steps away.

The last punch.

Wu Shengjun hit Guan Zhendong in the chest.

'Poof! ’

Guan Zhendong vomited blood and flew upside down.

Wu Shengjun didn't like to be angry.

Snorted coldly:

"Guan Zhendong."

"How did you get into such a situation?"

"Are you broken into the body of a child, I can feel that the dignified martial arts master is actually seriously deficient in kidneys."

Wu Shengjun scolded angrily: "Guan Zhendong, do you eat women as food, and you actually look like this?" ”

Guan Zhendong vomited blood and looked embarrassed.

He sighed in his mouth:

"The color is a bone-scraping steel knife."

"Even the Grandmaster's body was almost hollowed out."

"Wu Shengjun, don't be crooked, how I play is my business, kill if you want to."

Wu Shengjun shook his head.

Ever, the first martial arts master with kidney deficiency.

It's absolutely stunning.

Winning this kind of person, there is no pride at all!

There were all dead and wounded around, except for Lu Wanji, Zheng Jiuling and a few who fled, the others were almost wiped out.

The dead were dug in a pit on the spot and buried.

The wound was cut with a knife, but it was still dug and buried.

This time, Zheng Jiuling did not use the construction team, but the dead soldiers trained by the Zheng family privately.

As for Guan Zhendong, he was caught by Wu Shengjun.

looked at Guan Zhendong, who was dying and seriously injured and dying.

Wu Shengjun sighed lightly: "You and I serve our own masters, the grandmaster has his own way of dying as a grandmaster, what else do you want, I will try my best to help you meet it." ”

Guan Zhendong opened his mouth.

Wu Shengjun didn't hear clearly, squatted on the ground, frowned, and said, "Say it!" ”

Guan Zhendong was weak: "Find me two women!" ”

Wu Shengjun: "......"

……

Late-night mountain road.

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound.

A Land Rover is knocked to the ground by a boulder tumbling down a mountain.

Lu Wanji was disheveled and climbed out of the driver's seat with a pistol.

More than a dozen sought-after players around instantly surrounded them.

"Miss Lu."

"Our real purpose tonight is you!"