Zhou Ying played the dark energy at the beginning, it was indeed as the middle-aged pavilion owner thought, with the restraint of the disciples, to force the other party to play the dark energy, although it was a little shameless, but it was also the fastest way to see the dark energy, if it was the beginning of the bright energy, and there was no strength to play the dark energy, Zhou Ying didn't come for nothing today?

'Poof!'

The two fists collided, there was a soft sound, and then separated, both of them retreated to their original positions, and their right fists were withdrawn to their backs, as if the punch just now was just an illusion, and only the slight tremor of the right hand hidden behind the back could prove that the collision had just occurred!

"Is this the dark energy? It's basically the same as the deduction, but it seems to be a little different!"

Zhou Ying, who closed her eyes on the spot and realized it, opened her eyes, said leisurely, and then suddenly looked up at the middle-aged pavilion owner whose face was not very good-looking, her eyes were condensed, her fighting spirit was vigorous, and her body moved, and it was a silent punch, which was still dark, the same as the previous punch, but it seemed to be a little different!

"Bastard!"

Zhou Ying punched the dark energy again in order to realize the dark energy, but the middle-aged pavilion owner who was watching wanted to scold his mother, and felt that he only had two dark energy left in his body, so he had to use the dark energy method to punch again, and at the same time, he also prayed in his heart that the mask guy in front of him could exhaust his physical strength before him!

The collision between fists and fists, at this time, is not comparable to martial arts, not to compare skills, there is only a simple competition of dark energy, and it is also a process that allows Zhou Ying to quickly understand dark energy!

'Bang!'

"Wait, if you want to fight, we'll go to the martial arts arena to fight..."

"Okay, come again!"

"Lying grass!"

Another punch collision, separation, at this time the middle-aged pavilion owner felt that his right hand kept twitching, and another punch, even if the physical strength was enough, his right hand was probably going to be wasted, and he wanted to change places and fight in a different way, but Zhou Ying didn't give a chance at all, and continued to punch out like no one, forcing the middle-aged pavilion owner to bite the bullet, but the only thing that changed was that the hand that punched this time was replaced with a left hand!

'Poof!'

Well, it's not the sound of fists colliding, it's the sound of a middle-aged pavilion owner vomiting blood!

In the last life, Zhou Ying relied on the identity of the emperor to collect the world's martial arts, among which there are naturally hard qigong and other peerless learning, after discovering the threat of dark energy, Zhou Ying also took out two of the best, but also the golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt that he had practiced before, and through this day of time have been practiced to the point of Xiaocheng, and if you want to become a big success, Zhou Ying estimates that the physique is either above 7 o'clock, or ten years of practice, otherwise it is difficult to become a big success!

And in the face of Xiao Cheng's golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt, even if the dark energy of the middle-aged pavilion owner has penetrating power, it must be eliminated by at least three or four points, and the difference is so three or four points, if Zhou Ying wants to reach the injury of the middle-aged pavilion owner, he will have to fight at least three or four punches, so the middle-aged pavilion owner is not as awesome as Zhou Ying, and he touched the dark energy three times, and directly vomited blood and fell into a coma, if it weren't for the quick eyes of the disciples behind him, I'm afraid this pavilion owner would have fallen to the ground!

"What to do, even the master has lost, who else can deal with her!"

"This is definitely already the level of dark energy, if it is a fight, I am afraid that I will be seriously injured after only one move!"

"Senior brother, help my father heal..."

The martial arts hall is gossiping one sentence after another, saying everything, but the unified point expresses the fear of Zhou Ying, and the son of the middle-aged pavilion owner, that is, the little boy, hopes to cure his father as soon as possible, as for Zhou Ying, he doesn't even have the courage to watch, he and his father are defeated, he can be said to be scared!

Turning to Zhou Ying's side, after closing his eyes and experiencing the dark power of the middle-aged pavilion master's punch before, he shook his head and opened his eyes, the strength of the last punch was not as good as fifty percent of the first punch, and under one touch, the middle-aged pavilion owner flew out directly, what could she understand!

"It's a pity. ”

'Stomp!'

"What do you want to do!"

Zhou Ying walked towards the middle-aged pavilion master, although everyone took two steps back in fear, but they still hurriedly protected their master like a food protector, so that Zhou Ying, who saw this scene, paused, and finally simply stood in place and spoke!

"I can wake up your master. ”

"It's you who knocked our master unconscious, and now you say that let our master wake up, are we stupid?"

"That's it, masked monster, I'm not going to let you touch my father. ”

The rebuttal of the disciples and the little boy's half-blocking and half-funny words made Zhou Ying can't help but dismiss the plan to heal the middle-aged hall master, after all, he feels that the other party is injured as a sparring partner and should be responsible for treatment, but in the eyes of others, he doesn't see it that way, and if he insists on treating it, maybe it will have the opposite effect!

Now that the dark master has finished fighting, the task is complete, and it is time to go, so Zhou Ying didn't pretend to be any crazy and cool, although he didn't pretend to be a few times before, he said lightly to the group of vigilant disciples!

"Since you see it this way, then I'll go, your master's blood and qi are shocking, and you can wake up as long as you rest for a few days, and your hands may have meridian damage, so you have to rely on your own medicine to treat it. ”

After speaking, Zhou Ying didn't care about everyone's surprised eyes, and walked straight out of the door, no one stopped him, and no one kept him, out of the martial arts hall, standing under the sun that had risen high, Zhou Ying exhaled a long breath, his steps moved, and he left quickly, and soon disappeared in front of the martial arts hall, and when he stayed in a remote corner, Zhou Ying took off the mask and put it back in his bag.

At this time, Zhou Ying also hailed a taxi on the street and continued to move towards the residence of the next dark master!