Faced with the surprise of the twelve thugs, Wang Zhong chose to ignore it and still went his own way.

With his feet like the wind, he shuttled through the twelve thugs as usual, easily dodging their clubs and machetes, and every punch he threw could reap a person's life.

What kind of boxing is it, so terrifying?

In fact.

At this moment, what Wang Chong is performing is not spiritual skills or immortal arts, but a kind of ancient martial arts, called - Inch Fist!

Inch boxing, inch boxing, as the name suggests, the essence of this ancient martial arts lies in...... An explosion of strength!

With a punch, it bombarded the opponent's chest, squeezing the chest cavity with a force of several hundred catties, causing the entire heart to collapse to five centimeters, and the qi and blood could not flow back, so it was natural to die suddenly.

Therefore, Cunquan also has another name, which is called Death Fist.

Kill!

Kill!!

Kill!!!

......

In about half a minute, Wang Zhong killed twelve people in a row.

Only He Biao remained.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and He Biao asked, "What did you do...... Is it Shinobi Fist?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhong chuckled and said, "You still have the eyesight to see." It's a pity that I still looked away. The root of the ninja boxing of the Dongying Wa Kingdom is derived from our Huaxia, and I use the ancient martial arts boxing. ”

Sou.

Answering this question, Wang Chong came to He Biao.

Seeing this, in order to protect himself, He Biao made a brazen move, but Wang Zhong easily grabbed his hands.

Then, with a backhand, He Biao half-knelt down, and Wang Chong stepped on the opponent's back.

Clasping He Biao's hands, Wang Zhong asked, "Say, who sent you here!"

Hearing this question, He Biao, as a thug, still has a little 'professional ethics', and he clenched his teeth and didn't open his mouth, and he didn't confess his mastermind behind the scenes.

"Yo, the mouth is quite hard. Then I'll see how much backbone you have!"

That's it.

Whoa~~~

Wang Chong rotated He Biao's left hand 360 degrees clockwise, and then again in a counterclockwise direction.

"Ah!!!!!h

For a while, He Biao's left shoulder, bones and flesh were shattered, which was comparable to the pain of a severed hand, which made him let out a pig-killing howl, and his face turned red, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept gathering on his forehead.

Without waiting for He Biao to react, Wang Chong concocted the same method and abolished his right hand.

There was a long 'ah' howl again.

At this point, Wang Chongcai asked again, "Do you want to say it!"

After suffering such hardships, He Biao's temper also came up, and he made up his mind not to say, you have already wasted my hands, and if you have the ability, you can waste my feet again, and at that time, my limbs will be wasted, see what else you can do to me.

Just when He Biao was thinking so.

Suddenly, He Biao's hands and shoulders actually had a feeling of crispiness and numbness.

The hands, flesh and bones, which had been scrapped and drooped down, gradually got a lot better.

What's going on?

In He Biao's opinion, this is not a good thing!

Turning back with a half-glance, He Biao asked, "You, what did you do?"

Smiling to himself, Wang said solemnly, "Yes, it's me." You're so good, I'll scrap your arm a few more times. I'm a little curious how long you'll last. ”

Hearing this, He Biao was really scared and was about to collapse.

It is important to know that there is a limit to the pain that a person can bear.

He Biao thought like that just now, just to cheer himself up, in fact, the pain of the two broken hands just now was really painful for him, and he didn't want to taste it for the third time.

Take another look.

Wang Chong's face now seemed to be a harmless smile from humans and animals, but in He Biao's opinion, this was simply ...... Devil's smile!

In the end, He Biao stopped holding up and confessed the main messenger behind him.

Then, He Biao didn't ask the king to spare his life, but only wanted to die quickly, because he understood that such a 'demon' would never let him go.

Faced with such a request, Wang Chong naturally had no reason to refuse.

Picking up a machete on the ground, Wang Chong picked up the knife and wiped He Biao's neck.

After doing this, Wang Chong looked at the corpse in this place and felt a little troublesome.

"If it's in the fairy world, don't say it's these thirteen people, even if it's 130,000, I'll kill it. But now...... Forget it, let's deal with it. ”

Shout!

The tip of his right finger gathered an aura.

After that, the king reused it and cut his left wrist.

Suddenly, blood flowed out.

Tick ~~~ Tick ~~~ Tick ~~~

A drop of each corpse, Wang Zhong does not waste it.

His bloodied corpse, his body, clothes, and weapons were rapidly rotting, and within a few minutes, they were all turned into blood.

Boy.

With Wang Chong's blood mixed with aura, combined with god-level heavenly spirit root, in terms of effect, it exceeds the 'corpse powder' mentioned in martial arts novels, not only turned into blood and water, but the DNA in it is destroyed, and it is impossible to tell whether this is human blood or the blood of other animals.

Cover it up a little more with dirt.

"Whew~~~"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Wang Zhong said, "Sure enough, it's him, Zhao Runxian's father, one of Zhao." Wait, another day, I'll take your dog's life!"

Some other day?

And what about today?

Looking up, it was already late, and Wang Zhong was afraid that his mother Du Lanzhi would wait too long at home and be too worried to see that he hadn't come back.

Therefore, Wang Zhong decided to go home for the time being, as for the dog life of one of Zhao, as long as he wanted, he could collect it anytime and anywhere.

Twenty minutes later.

"Mom, I'm back. ”

"You kid, why did you come home so late?"

"There's a delay at school. Mom, I'm hungry. ”

"I know how to eat and warm it for you. ”

"Hee-hee, I knew my mother was the best for me. ”

Wang Zhong and Du Lanzhi, the mother and son have a very warm daily conversation.

Who would have thought that not long ago, Wang Chong had killed thirteen people with thunderous means......

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, Wang Chong went to the noodle shop in front of his house and ate a bowl of beef noodles.

Immortal cultivators, only by reaching the foundation building realm, can they achieve the real valley, and only rely on the 'meal xia food qi' to survive, and the current king is chong, only to refine the qi triple, so it is still necessary to eat and drink daily.

Of course.

Even if it was the original Northern Immortal Venerable Wang Chong, he didn't need to eat and drink for a long time, and he often traveled around the fairy world to find some delicacies to satisfy his appetite.

And just when he finished eating the beef noodles and was ready to go home.

A fat man, blocking his way.

"Brother, take a step to speak. ”

Originally, Wang Zhong was not going to deal with this fat man.

But the fat man raised the SLR camera in his hand, which made Wang Chong feel the slightest bit wrong.

"Good. ”

Go to a secluded place.

The fat man handed over the SLR camera in his hand to Wang Chong, and a video was playing on it.

Seeing this, Wang Chong couldn't help frowning.