Chapter 273: People Are Not Coming Evenly (Genuine 12 Points)

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After Ye Cheng hit the road, the rain was no longer heavy, but it was pouring down. The mountain roads were watered by rain and muddy. The road is difficult to walk, and the physical exertion is also large, but fortunately, Ye Cheng is now full of internal qi, and he doesn't feel tired, but his speed can't go up, and he is also impatient.

"Huh, in this weather, why are there still people rushing to the mountains?" Although it was raining, Ye Cheng was now deaf and clear-sighted, and found someone from afar.

The person who came was dressed in a cloth, he couldn't see his face clearly, the speed was very fast, and a few ups and downs arrived at Ye Cheng's side, and he couldn't help but say that he grabbed it and went straight to Ye Cheng's door.

Seeing the person acting like this, Ye Cheng threw the oil-paper umbrella in his hand at the person, and his body retreated wildly. Thanks to the exercise on weekdays, Ye Cheng finally opened the distance and shouted: "Who is coming!"

When I yelled out, my back was wet, but it wasn't rain, it was all cold sweat. If Ye Cheng didn't shout out this voice, I'm afraid he would already be swaying in fear.

"Oh, can you actually dodge this claw?" The person who came was Xia Shanlong, Rao is Xia Shanlong, this person is thoughtful, and his kung fu is not weak, Ye Cheng's dodge also made Xia Shanlong stunned.

Xia Shanlong is different from Xia Shanhu, who has only practiced half of the Bull Demon Boxing method, as a fast catcher, perennial and all kinds of thieves and bandits, Xia Shanlong used his merits in the "Martial Arts Hall" to redeem the "Frog Nine Strikes" and "Dragon and Snake Land Stake" two exercises for himself, and his kung fu has already been practiced to the meat. "Frog Nine Strikes" is a profound claw skill, Xia Shanlong's hands are even more perennial with iron sand grinding, elixir soaking, gold cracking stone is not a problem, one claw to grab out, the evil is pressing, I can't imagine that Ye Cheng, a weak scholar who "can't do martial arts", can actually dodge such a killing blow.

Seeing Ye Cheng's reaction, Xia Shanlong, who had been fighting all year round, knew that Ye Cheng was obviously an inexperienced chick. The courage is clear, and most of it has gone. Seeing Ye Cheng's hypocrisy, although Xia Shanlong missed the blow, he was not in a hurry to solve Ye Cheng quickly.

Xia Shanlong stopped and looked at Ye Cheng playfully. Ye Cheng looked at Xia Shanlong, and his face was vaguely impressed. Thinking back to the fact that he could be called an enemy, there were only a few gangsters that day.

Yes, it's him, who was beaten by his crotch that day! Ye Cheng, who remembered the situation, changed his face: "Are you here to avenge that splash?"

"It's not stupid, I'm here to send you to the west today. It also makes you understand that not everyone can mess with it. Xia Shanlong had the idea of playing with cats and mice, and he talked more. It's just the sound of dripping rain, and the coldness in the words is extraordinarily bone-chilling.

"Joke! That ploppy skin wants to do misdeeds in broad daylight, and since I have seen it, of course I can't let it go. I'm asking about the law, I'm talking about justice, and if I mess with you, I don't care who you are!" Ye Cheng also saw that he couldn't be good today, his body gradually relaxed, and his thoughts between his words were much clearer.

"Scholar, it's just a good mouth, I'll tear your mouth apart later, and see how you still talk about justice and the law!" Xia Shanlong saw that Ye Cheng was inspired by his words, and gave up the idea of defeating Ye Cheng in a few words, and was ready to abolish Ye Cheng first and concoct it well.

At this time, the rain became fine and dense, lingering, and the rain curtain was like a willow, and thousands of them hung down. The warm drizzle could not warm the atmosphere of solemnity.

Ye Cheng knew very well in his heart that he couldn't escape, only a fight. And his only advantage is that Xia Shanlong regards himself as a scholar who doesn't know how to practice.

Xia Shanlong grabbed it with one claw again, making it the "Jiaolong Probe Claw" hit by Qingjiaojiu, and the claw grabbed it extremely fast, and went straight to Ye Cheng's right side, clearly the arm that he wanted to tear off. Ye Cheng didn't dare to greet him, and took a few steps back. Xia Shanlong's "Jiaolong Probe Claw" was originally just a false move, but when he saw Ye Cheng, he didn't dare to make a hard connection, and he didn't close the claw that he poked out, and he flicked it horizontally, and grabbed it at Ye Cheng's cheek. This is "Jiaolong Playing Beads", this bead is Ye Cheng's head!

Ye Cheng had no way to retreat this time, stepped on the mixed yuan pile method, and a hot current gushed under his feet, and a straight fist went straight to Xia Shanlong's claws!

I have to admit that Ye Cheng's sense of battle is indeed outstanding, if Ye Cheng vainly tries to hit Xia Shanlong's claw joints with this blow, or attacks Xia Shanlong's vital body, he will inevitably be held by Xia Shanlong, and the rest will be the end of the wrong bones.

Xia Shanlong grabbed Ye Cheng's fist with one claw, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing!

"Practice the Skin Realm!Boy, where did you learn your exercises?!" Xia Shanlong was shocked, and it could be seen that Ye Cheng's palm was definitely not soaked in the iron sand grinding elixir every day like himself. This is clearly a method of martial arts cultivation and exercising skin and flesh from the inside out! Xia Shanlong is a fast catcher, his level is not low, and he has also dabbled in various secrets of the Divine Dynasty, thinking of all kinds of magical powers in the depths of martial arts practice, Xia Shanlong's heart is hot, and he is even more determined to take down Ye Cheng.

"Go die!" Ye Cheng was unmoved, and in one blow, Ye Cheng's heart was settled, the flesh and skin of his hands and feet could withstand the blow of the dragon claws of Xiashan.

Xia Shanlong had already moved to capture Ye Cheng alive, and his claws fell less at Ye Cheng's vital parts. Although Ye Cheng's pressure has decreased, he has not relaxed in the slightest, his kung fu is definitely weaker than the other party, but fortunately, he has a long qi vein, and he can wait for the other party's flaws.

In the interim, the situation has changed from Xia Shanlong's aggressiveness to Ye Cheng's use of Xia Shanlong as a sparring partner for killing whales. Xia Shanlong also felt that the other party's offensive was actually becoming more and more fierce.

Xia Shanlong is not afraid of Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng's kung fu comes and goes, it is all straight and straight, and there is no change. As Xia Shanlong gradually used all his strength, Ye Cheng gradually couldn't support it, and if he was not careful, a piece of meat was grabbed by Xia Shanlong.

Bloody, physical strength gradually faded, Ye Cheng's thinking became more and more unable to keep up with the movements, and there were more wounds on his body.

Xia Shanlong returned to his rhythm, adding wounds to Ye Cheng's body while playing with cats and mice, and spoke: "Boy, just tie your hands, say your exercises, and the festival between you and my brother will be cancelled." In return, I will leave you a whole corpse, haha!" Xia Shanlong thought of his family's hard work in the task and exchange for meritorious service, and the exercises he obtained were not as good as the weak scholars of a small family. Thinking that this exercise was about to be completed, Xia Shanlong was a little unruly.

"Are you going to die?" Killing the Whale Tyrant Fist, doesn't it mean that even the dragon whale can be killed? How come you can't even beat an earthworm (mountain dragon)?

His thoughts gradually blurred, Xia Shanlong's wild laughter gradually disappeared with the sound of the rain, and it was Qiao Qiao's words that rang in his ears: "You only need one move, and you will die." (To be continued.) )