Chapter 80: The Iron Fist Becomes a Waste Fist

Zhang Bairen swayed vertically and horizontally above the house, his body was light and elegant, and his movements were flexible and chic. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sima Changqing appeared from the inn, shirtless, came to the street, determined the direction in which Zhang Bairen left, and immediately chased after him.

He was more straightforward, jumping directly on the roof and chasing after him.

"Give me all chase!"

He didn't forget to turn around and shout at the heads of the families who were in a daze.

Suddenly, those people reacted and immediately caught up.

It's just that their strength is low, their speed is too slow, and they can't do light work. I can't catch up at all, and if I can't run for two breaths, I can't see anyone.

On the long street, there is a lot of people. Although the aisle was temporarily closed by many family owners, there were still many people around, and they all saw Zhang Bairen rushing out of the inn, and then Sima Changqing chased him out very embarrassed.

"I've heard before that the Sima family and the Mo family have united many forces to hold the madman Zhang Bairen accountable. Now that the madman has fled the inn, the Iron Fist has also chased after him, and I don't know what the outcome will be. ”

"We don't know what the results will be, but we can inquire about the results of the front. ”

Immediately, there was news that the psychic had learned about what was going on in the inn.

All of a sudden, the news that Zhang Bairen had killed the mad leopard was spread. At the same time, many people were speechless, but they were also admired by Zhang Bairen's boldness.

Wangucheng South Outer City.

This outer city is inhabited by ordinary people, and the area is also huge.

In the southern outer city, there is a large flow of people.

Zhang Bairen ran out of the inner city, and with his speed, he could have run away a long time ago. But he deliberately took two steps slower and hung Sima Changqing.

It's not that he can't fight, but he doesn't want to win too embarrassed, and he doesn't want to be too weak after winning, and he will be beaten to death by those family owners.

In that case, it's too embarrassing.

In the southern outer city, an abandoned dwelling, Zhang Bairen stood on the roof and stood with his hands in his hands.

Half an hour later, Sima Changqing chased after him.

The two stood on top of the house, an abandoned house, near a hill, and there was no one else.

Sima Changqing smiled cruelly: "What, don't you run away?"

Zhang Bairen smiled indifferently: "Run, I just don't want to capsize in the gutter, do you think I can't beat you?"

Sima Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, the terrifying aura on his body emanated again, his fists were once again covered with black demonic qi, and his entire fist turned black and iron.

"I'm curious, you said you beat me? Who was beaten by me like a lost dog just now?" Sima Changqing showed a look of sarcasm, but a trace of solemnity flashed in the depths of his eyes.

I have just fought with Zhang Bairen for a long time, although he has always had the upper hand, and he has suppressed Zhang Bairen to fight.

But with his iron fist, he still couldn't break Zhang Bairen's palms. This surprised him very much, and also made him curious about Zhang Bairen's palms.

"Your external cultivation is very good, I'm afraid it's even higher than your cultivation, right? You can take so many punches from me, it's just swollen and ......."

Before Sima Changqing finished speaking, Zhang Bairen's hands were released, but they were a little red, but they were not swollen.

"How did you recover so quickly? Even if you had a panacea, it wouldn't be like this. Sima Changqing couldn't accept it a little and glared.

Zhang Bairen smiled and said nothing, his physical body was strong, and he recovered quickly from external injuries, plus he practiced the Demon Codex, which was very effective for the recovery of his physical body and meridians.

Under the double effect, plus he applied a little gold sore medicine himself, within two quarters of an hour, he recovered most of it.

Now the swelling is gone, and his hands are able to be used again.

"Hehe, what if you recover, I'll use all my strength to wipe out all your hands!" Sima Changqing sneered.

Zhang Bairen said loudly: "Since you say so, then I will also fight you with my fists to see whose fists are harder!"

Sima Changqing laughed wildly: "Haha, fight with me?"

After laughing wildly, he lowered his head suddenly, squinted his eyes and stared at Zhang Bairen, exuding a violent aura on his body, and said, "No one has ever dared to fight with my iron fist!"

After saying this, the black glow of his left fist disappeared, and the fist of his right hand was even stronger, and the demonic aura was swirling.

The black fist was hot and dazzling, this time, Sima Changqing used ten percent of his strength, and he wanted to kill Zhang Bairen with one blow.

Zhang Bairen's eyes flashed with excitement, his fist flashed with fire, and quickly condensed into a flame bird phantom, but this was not over.

The flame bird turned into a golden crow and roared above Zhang Bairen's fist.

Sima Changqing's fist had already been punched, but when he saw Zhang Bairen's golden black fist before he could make a move, he was still shocked in his heart.

The realm of condensation?

The breath is obviously still the peak of innate nature.

How can he also let the internal force wrap around the body?

There were a lot of questions, but Sima Changqing didn't have time to ask.

The two were very close, and Sima Changqing also used all his strength to punch this punch, so it was impossible to stop.

Zhang Bairen also punched out, and Jin Wu accompanied him.

The Golden Crow Long Fist, Zhang Bairen punched out, and used the Golden Crow Long Fist strengthened by the demon old man.

The two fists clashed, and the fists flashed.

The black fist swept in with demonic energy, as if it could devour and destroy everything.

The golden flame fist shadow transforms into a golden crow, and the golden crow roars for a long time, as if the emperor above the nine heavens has unparalleled power and wants to destroy everything!

Darkness vs. Light!

The houses under the feet of the two were swept by the fist, cracking inch by inch, all the houses within a radius of three zhang were shattered, and the roof of the house where the two were located was completely turned into powder.

With this blow, Zhang Bairen's whole person was blown away, fell ten zhang away, and was embedded in the wall.

Sima Changqing roared unwillingly, and the whole person fell back more than ten feet, there was no house behind him, and he fell to the ground and smashed a hole.

For a quarter of an hour, neither of them moved.

After that, Zhang Bairen stood up, the smoke and dust were billowing and he staggered to his feet.

At this time, Zhang Bairen's face was pale and terrifying, with the punch just now, he exhausted his essence and internal strength, and even his physical body was extremely weak.

It can be said that now any innate martial artist can beat him to death.

The Foundation Builder still couldn't break through his defenses, after all, he had eaten several hardened fruits.

It was also thanks to the fact that he ate the hardened fruit, and his physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, so he did not collapse under Sima Changqing's terrifying demon fist.

However, his fist is no longer usable for the time being.

Zhang Bairen walked to the pit where Sima Changqing was, and the people inside were extremely embarrassed. Sima Changqing was burned by the fire of the Golden Crow Long Fist, and his entire arm was completely scrapped, and the black mangs of the fist were no longer there, but were replaced by scorched black.

Sima Changqing fainted to death, his fist was scorched, and I am afraid that the meridians of his arm were also broken.

Even if Zhang Bairen doesn't kill him, in the future, the iron fist will become a waste fist!

Glancing at the scene, Zhang Bairen chose to leave.