Jiang Ziheng is a standard martial artist who picked up this cheat book and practiced his own way.

Forty years ago, the emperor of the Great Qian Empire died inexplicably, and the seven sons fought for the dragon, and the national chaos would take the opportunity to rise.

Relying on his ruthlessness and observation of words and feelings, plus a little indispensable luck, he also made a name for himself.

Thirty years ago, after the ninth emperor of the Daqian Empire ascended the throne, Jiang Ziheng quickly whitewashed himself, and he didn't want to give up the world that he had fought hard, so he simply opened a martial arts hall privately.

Because he does not have the identity of a martial artist, the martial arts hall opened by Jiang Ziheng is not recognized by the martial arts association and cannot recruit students from the outside world, so Jiang Ziheng's personal disciples are all ruthless people selected from the underground world, including eight personal disciples and more than 100 nominal disciples, each of whom is a figure with a head and a face in the underground world.

Although his own strength is insufficient, he is only a dark martial artist after many years, and he is not allowed to register in the Martial Arts Association, but relying on a large amount of money, where the wind blows, and using disciples to make white gloves three moves, Jiang Ziheng can be regarded as a golden gun, sitting firmly in Mount Tai, and even holding a review meeting at the end of each month to sort out the income of this month.

Today, however, is an even more special day.

Retired from the irrelevant crowd, let the cronies guard the door, in the secret room, the middle-aged man sat on the top of the golden knife, the eight disciples had already sat in order, the fragrance of the hot pot was lingering, and everyone was ruddy, for money, for power.

"Forty years ago, the bureaucrats of the empire were dreaming of the Heavenly Empire, the coming dynasty of all nations, what the Morning Star Alliance, what the Irish Empire, what the Dexin Dynasty, in the eyes of the old men were vulnerable, but they didn't expect that in less than ten years, countless colonies under the rule of the empire became worthless real estate, some places are difficult to rule, such as the Paracel Islands, and some places are not worth rule, such as Oceania, in the next three years, Before the war between the seven princes was officially over, the empire lost nearly two-thirds of its colonies. ”

Jiang Ziheng recalled the past, recalling the past thirty years ago, when a large number of factories went bankrupt, workers were laid off, four of the seven princes fought with open swords and guns, and the whole country was in turmoil.

But for Jiang Ziheng, it was an unprecedented good time.

Only when the country is in chaos and the underworld is rampant, a black rat like him, who has no background, no talent, and only ruthless 'advantages', can rise strongly and lay this foundation.

So every time, when he was drunk, Jiang Ziheng would tell his cronies about his glorious history, how he had come from poor and white, and enjoyed the adoring eyes of his 'apprentices'.

Of course, Jiang Ziheng knew that most of them were pretending, but so what? He has worked hard all his life, isn't it just for now? Can't let him enjoy it anymore?

"I have struggled for forty years for this prosperity." Jiang Ziheng raised the wine glass in his hand, "Forty years, from scratch, without any borrowing, but I am also old and have no heirs, so it's time to officially pick an heir among the eight of you." ”

"I've seen your efforts over the years." Jiang Ziheng's voice was low, "Each one has made great contributions, I have been thinking about which of you will be appointed as the heir, but I can't think of it, but finally, I made a decision today." ”

"Chu Yun, according to my accurate information, he is hiding in the Beichen Mansion now, while healing his wounds, he is eyeing us, whoever finds a way to kill him and bring his head and the other half of the secret method he cultivates will be my heir!" Jiang Ziheng slammed the empty wine glass in his hand on the table and sneered.

This is the first time that Jiang Ziheng has clarified the criteria for the heir, perhaps because he is already old and frail in his sixties, and he is indeed unable to master the disciples who are in the prime of life.

But before the eight disciples with ecstatic faces could express their loyalty and will one by one, a blade suddenly passed through the wall on one side, and then a flat voice was heard.

"Inheritance? Is it going to hell to inherit? ”

The sharp blade swung down lightly, as easily as slicing tofu, slicing through the entire wall with ease.

Bang!

Without giving anyone a chance to react, Liu Wu kicked on the wall, and with the support of the Burning Blood Secret Method, he was up to four times the strength of ordinary people and combined with his strength technique, and the cut wall shot out like a cannonball, smashing into the center of the table.

The boiling hot soup rose into the sky, and immediately packets of flour were thrown directly into it, and the white powder flew all over the sky, obscuring everything.

"Who is it?"

"Enemy!"

"Be careful!"

……

The sound of warning sounded, and the three men with the first-level martial artist assessment stood up suddenly, and the blood-burning secret method was launched in unison, and they swooped towards the enemy in their memory.

A knife flash flashed from left to right.

Cutting steel is as easy as cutting tofu, and it is even easier to cut people, regardless of before and after, without delay, a huge wound appeared on the body, blood gushed out, and the severed organs slowly fell one by one, and then the fire appeared.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gunshots were continuous, and Jiang Ziheng, who was the only one holding the firearm, seized the opportunity and took out his pistol and aimed it at the shadow looming in the dust.

"Warriors still use guns? I don't know what to say. Casually grabbed half of his body to block the bullet, Liu Wu casually threw the corpse towards Jiang Ziheng, and immediately rushed towards the remaining disciples, the sword light reappeared and blood gushed out, and in less than three seconds, only two of the entire secret room were left to breathe.

"As long as it works, I'll use anything."

Also turned on the secret method of burning blood, Jiang Ziheng was a non-aiming seven consecutive shots, and then moved towards the hole with his back to the wall, the closed room and a large amount of dust were really not suitable for his play, as long as he walked out and his vision was slightly broadened, he could immediately make this sudden villain understand what it means to be a fast gun ten steps away, and a gun within ten steps is fast and ruthless.

But there was no chance!

Liu Wu, who deliberately waited for more than ten seconds, just to let his strength reach the peak, did not intend to leave Jiang Ziheng with any chance, so he blocked the bullet repeatedly, and left a three-inch shoe print on the cement floor with a light step on his foot.

Immediately let out a loud shout and swung his sword!

"Roar!"

The roar reverberated back and forth in the closed room, like a tiger's roar, the bones of the whole body exploded, and the power that erupted from the body had broken through the normal limit.

Powerful power poured out from the soles of his feet, and immediately poured straight into his body, and the power of the earth and the power of his whole body were mixed together, and the blade that was swung out was like a crescent moon.

"Bastard!"

There was no retreat, and there was no reload, but in this case, it aroused the blood in Jiang Ziheng's bones, and with a punch, the fist and the airflow of the void space collided to produce waves like substance.

But with his fist against the treasure knife that is obviously sharpened like clay, how could Jiang Ziheng be so unwise?

Before the fists collided, Liu Wu seemed to hear the sound of thunder, and his whole mind swayed, and his consciousness instantly became blank.

This is Jiang Ziheng's original adventure, a powerful secret technique that can make cultivators gather their will in advance and oppress the enemy before they turn into strength, before the qi and blood enter the brain.

A long time ago, Jiang Ziheng relied on this hand to be invincible in the streets and alleys, and now, he is relying on this hand to plant his own invincible impression on his disciples.

And now, it seems that he is going to rely on this hand to kill the enemy again?

But even though Liu Wu's spirit was sluggish, the ghost cut in his hand did not hesitate at all.

Not only that, as the spirit was weakened, the consciousness could not control the body, the original muscle restriction was lifted, and Liu Wu's strength actually increased by three points again, and the powerful power had already hurt his own muscles before he could be wielded.

The speed of the knife was increased by three points, and the tip of the blade appeared like a substantial barrier, from top to bottom, cutting Jiang Ziheng in an instant.

At this time, Jiang Ziheng's fist was even three points away from Liu Wu's chest.

This is a sword of life and death, wielding a sword without regrets.

Even being conscious doesn't necessarily stop you from swinging your blade, let alone unconsciously.

Jiang Ziheng's will attack can indeed make people in a trance when placed on a normal martial artist, and his strength is not used for a single point, but when placed on a person like Liu Wu who cultivates abnormal martial arts, he will only not be able to retain even a piece of strength.