Cha Zhaotian and many of his subordinates have already attacked the front of the Southern Fist Holy Gate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Nanquan Holy Gate, a sect based on the local area of Yangcheng for hundreds of years, is now based on the edge of Yangcheng, a mountain villa called Gufeng Villa, which is only a resort on the surface.

"Born to the south, obediently come out to die. Cha called Tianda and shouted.

His voice was full of anger.

It was to wake up the residents near the ancient wind villa.

One by one, they got up and saw what was going on.

But when I saw such a large number of people, those holding swords and swords, thought it was the fire of the underworld or something, and they were too scared to look at it. But there are also a few bold ones who picked up their phones and secretly recorded something.

And this loud shout also shocked Xiang Nansheng, the master of the Southern Fist Holy Gate.

Xiang Nansheng's heart was already astringent at this time, he originally thought that Chopsticks Man had issued a death sticker, and he could more or less delay the time for the investigation of the heavenly attack. Where did I expect that this person didn't make any sense at all, and attacked directly like lightning. Let the current Southern Fist Holy Gate fall into a predicament.

At this time, he couldn't help but want to look up and ask the sky, heavens, Nanquan Holy Gate, is it possible that he will die at my hands?

I've worked hard all my life and don't want to end up like this.

Behind Xiang Nansheng, the two Supreme Elders Zhao Fusheng and Cui Changhe were standing beside him. Zhao Fusheng is weak in the seventh section, while Cui Changhe is strong in the sixth section, and his strength is quite good.

Behind them are the other masters of the Southern Fist Holy Gate, including Xiang Wan'er, the daughter of Xiang Nan. Xiang Wan'er is about 1.7 meters tall, with a slender figure, melon seed face, a ponytail, and a white kung fu shirt, with a heroic posture.

The master of the Holy Gate of Southern Boxing is also extraordinarily tragic.

The Holy Gate of Nanquan, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, may be destroyed here today.

Xiang Nansheng looked at Cha Zhaotian: "King Cha Tian, our Nanquan Holy Gate has not offended you either. You're going to destroy our Southern Fist Holy Gate, it's too domineering. ”

"Domineering, this Jianghu is originally the law of the jungle. The original Yangcheng is four-legged. However, the special operations group, since Shen Ye left, has been half-crippled and has no strength. I have made a breakthrough in my strength, and then I will destroy the weakest Pole Southern Fist Holy Gate and expand my strength. In the end, it was the rudder of the South China Sea Sword Sect Yangcheng, and since then, Yangcheng has been the only one. Cha Zhaotian sneered: "Today is the beginning of my sole day." ”

"Lend your head and help me to ascend the throne. Cha Zhaotian held his death stick in his hand, and he was angry.

Xiang Nansheng's face was surprisingly ugly, and he began to put on his fist gloves, which were newly developed to reduce the concussion when stressed, and there were many spikes on the back of the gloves. The Holy Gate of Southern Boxing is naturally famous for boxing.

In the past, the patriarch of the Holy Gate of Nanquan was invincible, and with the Sacred Heart Fist method, he beat the invincible opponents all over Yangcheng.

Now, what Xiang Nansheng wants to use is also the Sacred Heart Fist method.

He suddenly took out a pill and swallowed it violently.

This pill, called the Nine Evil Returning Dragon Pill, is a pill that can improve one's strength for a short time, but after an hour, he will be weaker than usual, and even his strength will regress. No one in a normal high-level martial artist wanted to take this pill, but Xiang Nansheng was only in the seventh stage, and there was a huge gap between him and Cha Zhaotian, who was weak in the eighth stage, so it could only be like this.

"Nine Evil Returning Dragon Pills, even if you take it, it will be a seven-stage strong strength in a short period of time. The gap with me is still very large. Cha Zhaotian sneered, and the death sweeping stick in his hand swept directly towards Xiang Nansheng with a black rod wind.

This style is the flying dragon in the sky in the dragon descending stick method.

When using this stick, it seems that the dead-sweeping stick turned into a hovering black dragon and rushed straight towards the opponent.

The Nine Evil Returning Dragon Pill in Xiang Nansheng's body had already exerted its medicinal effect, and he only felt an unimaginable force rising up. It seems to be an inexhaustible force. He looked at his right fist, which was covered with muscles that were fluttering and muscles tense. Strength is converging towards the fist. The Sacred Heart Fist method is an extremely strong fist method.

It's the same as the dragon stick method.

So, let's fight.

Rumble!

Fists and sticks, slammed together.

Even though Xiang Nansheng borrowed the medicinal power of the Nine Evil Returning Dragon Pills, his internal strength increased greatly in a short period of time, but he still felt that there was a more turbulent power contained in Cha Zhaotian's Death Sweeping Stick, which made him involuntarily take a few steps back, and his face was a little ugly.

Cha Zhaotian sneered: "Come again." ”

It is the flying dragon in the sky that is issued in the dragon descending stick method.

There are a total of twenty-eight moves in the dragon descending stick method, but he only has to pass on six moves, and only three moves are very proficient, although the flying dragon is in the sky, see the dragon in the field, or jump in the abyss.

"Come on, come on. "Xiang Nansheng already has the heart of death, and the Sacred Heart Fist method is originally fierce and uncasting, only fighting!

Rumble!

Punches and sticks, one move at a time, fight fiercely.

The two fought ten moves in a row.

At this time, Xiang Nansheng had already received many meridians all over his body, and the corners of his mouth were spitting blood.

Cha Zhaotian held the death sweeping stick in his hand, and he fought ten times in a row, and his blood was a little fluctuating, after all, he had only just been promoted to the eighth stage weak, and he was not very stable: "Xiang Nansheng, Xiang Nansheng, you do have some skills." If I hadn't broken through, I might not have been able to defeat you. But, now, it's all over. You can still do two more tricks from my hands. ”

"The penultimate move. Cha Zhaotian roared suddenly, holding the death sweeping stick in his hand, bringing up a black light, and blasted out the move of seeing the dragon in the field. This move was both fierce and flexible, and the jet-black stick turned into an oolong.

Xiang Nansheng could only pick up with his fist, but at this time, a trace of astonishment suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he found that in the dark night, a masked man suddenly jumped out of the darkness, and the masked man held a silver knife in his hand, and slashed towards Cha Zhaotian with an indomitable momentum.

The man wearing the mask is the ...... Chopsticks Man!

Perhaps, this is an opportunity.

Xiang Nansheng Tiger roared, and he used all his strength to face the Death Sweeping Stick of Cha Zhaotian.

After Cha Zhaotian attacked this stick, he suddenly felt a breath coming quickly behind him, no.

However, it is impossible to change the momentum of his attack, and Xiang Nansheng punched at this time, which is even more intolerable for him to change.

He didn't know what the strength of the person behind him was, but, in his busy schedule, he still let go of his left hand holding the baton, and relied on the sound of the wind to grab the person attacking from behind, as long as the strength of that person was not too outstanding, he could catch the enemy.

He coped right at this moment!

There is no way to do better than him!

But!

He miscalculated the strength of the man behind him.

The knife, faster than he had imagined, struck him in the left hand.

Moreover, the power on the knife was much greater than he imagined.

The sharpness of the knife is far beyond his imagination.

Cut off his left hand and slash at his neck.

Cha Zhaotian wanted to change his move, but the knife was too fast, and his right hand was held back by Xiang Nansheng's fist counterattack.

At the last minute, he turned his head off.

It's a pity that his neck hurts!

A silver knife slashed across his neck.

Blood, rushing from the neck!

Check the head of the sky!

(The third shift will be delivered, and there will be another shift in the evening.) (To be continued.) )