Chapter 43: The Clouds Rise

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In the Li family's mansion, the maid Qiumei was really worried that the rest of the subordinates were too unscrupulous, and one of them accidentally angered Zhang Kubao, the demon god, and brought ruin to everyone in this mansion when the time came.

After ventilating Bai Yunhuan and the four of them, Qiu Mei walked out of the courtyard where Bai Yunhuan and the four of them were, and went straight to the main hall of Zhang Kubao's mansion.

In the main hall, a fat young man like a ball was grabbing a roast chicken with one hand and feasting on it, such a rude eating was shown on Zhang Kubao, not embarrassed, but ruthless.

When Zhang Kubao saw the maid Qiumei walking into the main hall from the courtyard, he put down the food in his hand.

When Zhang Kubao saw that the maid had changed from the original two to one, his eyes became cruel and fierce for no reason.

The maid Qiumei never dreamed that Zhang Kubao was far from being as stupid as she seemed on the surface, and she didn't know how she had annoyed this demon god.

She only saw Zhang Kubao raise her head, and then in the next moment, she had already appeared in the courtyard, but it was not the courtyard she came to, but was taken to the courtyard by Zhang Kubao by the neck in an instant.

Then she found that she could no longer breathe, and her neck had been clamped by Zhang Kubao.

Zhang Kubao grabbed the neck of the maid Qiumei like pinching a kitten, and lifted her straight in the air.

Zhang Kubao watched Qiumei knock on his thick arm weakly and weakly, a wicked smile appeared on his face, he slowly spoke, his voice was low and a little hoarse, and said:

"Take Lao Tzu for a fool?"

The maid who was choked by the neck couldn't make any sound, and her originally fair face was already a little purple due to suffocation.

"You two sluts, you won't leave only one for nothing, so why are you the only one left now?"

The smile on Zhang Kubao's face became more and more hideous, and he continued:

"Either that slut went to Li's house to report the news...... Either that slut has told the guys I'm looking for. ”

"You're playing me like that...... You said...... Do you deserve to die?"

Zhang Kubao's arm increased its strength point by minute, Qiumei's slender neck squeaked in Zhang Kubao's pincer fingers, all he wanted was to let this maid die the most painfully.

Qiu Mei's mind was already blank due to suffocation, and her eyes were bloodshot.

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But just when the maid thought that she was going to die, in her eyes, she vaguely saw a white shadow appear behind Zhang Kubao.

The white shadow is extremely fast, but it doesn't make a sound at all.

The white shadow flashed, and only a loud "boom" was heard, and the ball of flesh like a hill was thrown out by the white shadow with one leg

Zhang Kubao, the meat ball, only felt that his left face was whipped extremely fiercely, and he was in pain at the moment, and his right hand let go of the maid who was strangled by the neck.

Before the maid Qiumei fell to the ground, she suddenly felt that her back was soft, and the whole person was caught by Bai Yunhuan.

In the field, the white-haired boy quietly caught the maid Qiumei, and the maid who was caught and the boy who caught the maid looked at each other.

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Heroes save beauty?

Heroes are sent to their deaths.

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Qiu Mei, who was hugged by Bai Yunhuan, had not had time to say anything, she had already been gently placed on the ground by the white-haired boy.

When the white-haired boy turned his head, the maid Qiumei saw that the boy's back was already soaked in cold sweat.

In the field.

The great achievement of the imperial qi is to the mortal body of the flesh.

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As soon as Bai Yunhuan took five steps, a figure shot up from the place where the meat ball rolled down in the courtyard, and appeared in front of Bai Yunhuan in an instant, and his right fist was raised high.

Bai Yunhuan's face was extremely solemn, and his arms were suddenly raised, his left arm was on top and his right arm was down, and he was about to take this punch head-on.

It's not that he is reckless, it's just that he has to take this punch head-on, if he doesn't take this punch, it will be Qiumei, the maid behind him, who will die.

When the fist arrived, Zhang Kubao's domineering and fierce punch had already smashed into Bai Yunhuan's arms.

The sound of "click" bone breaking came out, and Bai Yunhuan's left arm was smashed off by this punch in an instant.

Pain.

But Bai Yunhuan didn't withdraw, and he couldn't withdraw.

The two were at a stalemate, but it was only a very short stalemate.

In an extremely short stalemate, Bai Yunhuan's right hand suddenly increased his strength, and he reluctantly pressed away Zhang Kubao's heavy left fist, and the two of them each took a few steps back.

Zhang Kubao looked at the good-looking but neat young man in the field, and said with a smile:

"If you just changed someone, you would have kicked you to death. ”

Bai Yunhuan didn't answer.

Suddenly, the white-haired boy took a few steps forward, one close, his right leg was raised violently, and in an instant, he kicked two beautiful side kicks at Zhang Kubao, each kick carrying a very fast wind.

Zhang Kubao quietly looked at Bai Yunhuan's legs, and was not in a hurry to move, when the strong wind had already blown up his clothes, Zhang Kubao sank his left arm lightly and slapped two palms, which seemed to be slow, but in fact, every wave of his arm was a little faster than Bai Yunhuan's legs.

"Bang" Two dull sounds sounded, and Zhang Kubao directly slapped away the strength of Bai Yunhuan's first two side kicks gathered on his legs.

A playful smile appeared on Zhang Kubao's face, and he said, "You kid, you still have a bit of strength." ”

When Bai Yunhuan kicked out the third kick, the corners of Zhang Kubao's mouth raised, and he still used his left arm as a defense.

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But when the third kick hit Zhang Kubao's left arm, Zhang Kubao's pupils contracted suddenly!

Because of this third kick, the power is so great, it's incredible, it's simply a ghost and a monster power!

Zhang Kubao only heard the crisp sound of "click" breaking bones from his left arm, and then his whole person was thrown out by Bai Yunhuan's kick.

Bai Yunhuan's first two kicks showed that the enemy was weak, just for this time.

After only a few faces, both of them broke an arm.

Zhang Kubao was already a little confused, and he just wanted to speak.

But Bai Yunhuan's offensive did not decrease at all, and he didn't give Zhang Kubao a chance to speak.

He knew that if he didn't desperately seize the opportunity, Zhang Kubao would most likely use Qiumei behind him to contain himself.

Bai Yunhuan's face turned pale, and with the momentum of the third kick, he jumped in the relay, and then he was a whip leg, which seemed to be weak, but Zhang Kubao, who was whipping the leg on the opposite side of the field, had palpitations.

Zhang Kubao jumped away very quickly, and the bluestone slab he had just stood on had been hit by the white-haired boy with his whip leg, and the slate was broken inch by inch in an instant, and the hard bluestone was broken like a spider web.

Zhang Kubao already understood that in terms of the degree of aggression alone, the white-haired young man in front of him was at least not inferior to himself.

But before Zhang Kubao could come back to his senses, Bai Yunhuan was close again in the blink of an eye, jumped up in the air, used his knees as a shield, and slammed into Zhang Kubao's forehead with his knees with extremely ferocious force.

I want to kill the enemy with one blow!

Zhang Kubao's mind was blank, because the speed of the white-haired boy at this moment was more than ten points faster than before!

This white-haired boy even deceived himself about his previous speed.

Regardless of speed and killing power, this young man is far superior to himself.

But if that's the case, this fat boy will never be Zhang Kubao.

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Everyone in this Fusang City is well known: the Zhang family advocates bitter treasures, and fights against people to kill the enemy.

No one has survived in sixteen years.

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At the moment when Bai Yunhuan's extremely strong knee hit his forehead, Zhang Kubao's mind instantly became extremely clear.

At the center of his eyebrows, a red flame-like qi rushed out wildly, and in an instant, the red qi wrapped around Zhang Kubao's whole body.

The gas is great, and the gas is formed.

Before Bai Yunhuan could retract the top of his knees, he was hit on the head by Zhang Kubao, who appeared in front of him with a cruel smile in an instant.

Bai Yunhuan didn't even see clearly how Zhang Kubao volleyed in front of him at this moment, and then punched this punch.

Then the whole person flew out upside down, but before he could fall to the ground, Bai Yunhuan was already picked up by Zhang Kubao, who was covered in red gas.

When he looked at it again, Bai Yunhuan had already been grabbed by Zhang Kubao's ankle and smashed into the bluestone slab.

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The monk of the imperial air, condensing the qi, can shatter ten thousand weapons.

This is Zhang Kubao's real strength after using cultivation, and with just one blow, Bai Yunhuan is already almost out of breath.

The stone slabs in the courtyard were fragmented, and there were blood stains oozing out of the broken stone slabs.

The smile on Zhang Kubao's face was cruel and cold, and as soon as he raised his right hand, he actually ...... Another cyan qi slowly surfaced from his left hand.

Two-color natal qi, no one in a hundred years.

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Zhang Kubao had red qi in his left hand and green qi in his right hand, and slowly walked towards Bai Yunhuan, who was already lying in the pit and couldn't move.

The truth of the lion fighting the rabbit is better than anyone else for Zhang Kubao, who has killed countless people, not to mention that this white-haired young man broke his arm with only the body of a mortal, so this blow is also the last blow that Zhang Kubao leaves no room for.

The red gas is a fist, and the green qi is a palm.

Zhang Kubao walked slowly towards Bai Yunhuan, who was only holding a breath, step by step.

Standing palms, accumulating fists.

The next moment, Bai Yunhuan will definitely die.

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"Your Zhang family, it seems that you don't take our Li family seriously, such an act is too presumptuous!"

A heavy and turbid scolding sound slowly sounded at this time.

Zhang Kubao, who was walking towards Bai Yunhuan in the middle of the field and was about to kill him, heard this voice, and his face was full of impatience and disgust;

However, he also knew that it was impossible to kill the white-haired boy in front of this person who came.

Zhang Kubao spat the bloody saliva on the ground, stabilized the arm that was kicked off by Bai Yunhuan, turned his head, straightened his chest at the person standing in the tall building, and said:

"Senior Li, I heard that Junyu disappeared a few days ago, this time I just came to see if my friend Junyu had returned, how did I know that there was a little conflict with the people here. ”

"I hope the seniors don't mind, if the seniors are determined to be punished, then ask the seniors to give punishment. ”

In a word, there is a degree of advance and retreat.

The words are like this, but there is no expression of the slightest sign of admitting punishment in his words.

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The head of the Li family standing upstairs frowned, his face was very ugly, he ignored Zhang Kubao for the time being, and as soon as his perception dispersed, it covered the entire mansion in an instant, and in the mansion, the little monk was suffering unharmed, so he stretched his brows.

Looking at Bai Yunhuan, who was dead, the head of the Li family only said to Zhang Kubao:

"Quickly leave the Li Mansion. ”

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When Zhang Kubao heard this, he grinned, his smile confident and domineering.

"Then thank the Li family master first. ”

is not a gift for the younger generations, Zhang Kubao walked away.

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When passing by the seriously injured Bai Yunhuan, Zhang Kubao's figure did not stop, but a cold voice came out:

"Hopefully you'll have that good luck next time. ”

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