(2nd Update)

"Brother Zhang, that person has escaped, let's catch up quickly!"

Seeing that Peng Lianhu ran away without his life, and ran out of a hundred steps in an instant, Zhao Fan shouted as soon as he finished his breath, and the whole person turned into a red whirlwind, carrying the light skill of "shadowless phantom legs", and accelerated towards the figure in the distance.

At this moment, Zhang Zhaozhong, who was flying in the air, had just re-established himself with a "jack pendant", seeing that the "Ochre Shan Army" had rushed out, the "Fire Hand Judge" was not lazy at the moment, and raised his hand without hesitation, and stretched out his hand at Tian Guinong and the others.

"Master Tian, Fan Gang Master! This is the Qin criminal named and arrested by the emperor, and it will be handed over to you now, if he escapes, I will only ask you!"

Before the words fell, Zhang Zhaozhong himself had already carried the "Tiyun Zong" body method, and walked along the streets and alleys towards Zhao Fan.

As soon as these two people left, the strongest masters left on the scene were Tian Guinong and Fan Gang Leaders who had just been designated. With the merit of capturing the Lingzhi Master, the promotion of the two in the Manchu court was just around the corner, and the eyes of everyone looking at the two were also different.

After looking around, the head of the "Tianlongmen" immediately coughed lightly, and honestly and unceremoniously arranged for everyone, each forming a team, to search for the four ghosts of the Yellow River who had just been defeated and did not know what to do.

As for the Lingzhi Venerable Master who fell to the ground, Tian Guinong regarded this great monk more closely than anything else, and even though he knew that he was powerless to escape, he still stood tightly on his left and right, not daring to take a step away.

In order to further ensure that this monk could not use his own exercises to rush to the acupoints, Tian Guinong simply put his mind to it, and added a finger to each of the acupoints of the Lingzhi Venerable Renmai.

Thinking that the spiritual master was a dignified master, but at this moment he was at the mercy of a villain, and under the finger force, all the fist power of the "King Kong Fist" was scattered into the meridians, and he was injured for a while, and he fainted in anger.

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Regarding the farce that happened after he left, Zhao Fan and Zhang Zhaozhong naturally didn't know anything about it.

Hetian Guinong and the others imagined differently, after these two people rushed out, they did not chase Peng Lianhu with all their strength, but after chasing not far away, they had already stopped their own steps and met next to the road.

As soon as the two of them stood still, they clenched their teeth, and the red-clothed Taoist, who seemed to never give up until he caught up with the enemy, was already laughing and slapping his ass.

"Brother Zhang, Fang Cai's move 'Fire Cloud Palm' is full of power, and he calmly defeated the two masters with one look, and he really deserves the name of 'Fire Hand Judge'!"

"Haha, Brother Dao praises!"

Being praised vigorously, Zhang Zhaozhong smiled and waved his hand, and the same sycophant slapped back.

"Brother Dao is, if you don't make a move, it's just a blockbuster, a gang fist is extraordinary, and the two thieves are beaten upside down at once. Especially the best thing is that when he shot back, the strength was so wonderful that he could shake Peng Lianhu out of the circle at will...... Hey hey ......"

Zhang Zhaozhong said, stroking his palms in admiration and smiling.

"Just this wonderful control, even if you are a brother, you can't catch up, it seems that the thousand-year-old heritage of the Qingcheng faction is still above my Wudang faction!

"Haha! Brother Zhang's praise, it's really deserved!" Zhao Fan also laughed and shook his head, while secretly slandering.

According to what Zhao Fan saw from the secret books of the Qingcheng faction, what Qingcheng faction's "thousand-year-old heritage" is nothing more than a set of "bipolar heart methods", compared to the Shaolin Temple's mighty "Yijin Sutra" magic skills, at most it is only a white-level high-level level, but it is not a good martial arts in the past, which gives them a thousand-year-old prestige.

In comparison, the Wudang faction, as the leader of the Taoist sect in the world, overwhelms Zhengyi and Pure Yang Palace, and is a peerless strongman with Sanfeng Zhenren, a peerless powerman who is unique in the Gai Dynasty, just a set of "Pure Yang Wuji Gong", which is far superior to the "bipolar heart method", but what virtue and how can the Qingcheng faction be able to "still be above Wudang"?

Even if he is a traitor to Wudang, this Zhaozhong does not hesitate to depreciate himself in order to win over others, and his inferior character is rare in the real world, even if he lives for one more second, it is tantamount to polluting the air in the world!

If he pursed his lips disdainfully in his heart, Zhao Fan once again strengthened the murderous intent in his chest, but on the surface, he was still guilty and wronged with Zhang Zhao without any abnormality.

"Let Peng Lianhu go, isn't this exactly what we had earlier? Only by letting him escape can we have a chance to 'track' out, get rid of the sight of the large army, sneak to the battlefield on the other side, and take advantage of the chaos to kill Chu Zhaonan and the others! This plan was originally a joint idea of you and me, and Poor Dao was just carried out by himself, so he deserved such praise at all. If it is serious, Brother Zhang should also have half of the credit. ”

If so, he made up for Zhang Zhao's ass, and Zhao Fan's face changed and his tone became strict again.

"So far, our plan has been very smooth, but if we can't succeed in killing Chu Zhaonan, we can only be regarded as a failure, and now is still far from the time to be complacent. ”

"Well, Brother Dao is reasonable!" Listening to Zhao Fan's words, Zhang Zhaozhong couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, "Since that's the case, let's go without further ado, let's hurry away immediately, and be sure to kill Chu Zhaonan on the spot!"

"Exactly. Zhao Fan nodded heavily, "Please also ask Brother Zhang to lead the way." ”

"Please!"

After saying a few words, the two masters immediately used their skills again, and both of them galloped like ghosts, galloping towards Chenjiapu in the southwest direction.

With a fiery goal in his chest, Zhang Zhaozhong braved the north wind of early winter and drove his strong and powerful legs quickly.

It's a pity that he wouldn't have known that the battle situation in Chenjiapu at this moment was far worse than the worst scenario he could imagine!

"Fuck, who are you?!"

Earlier, at the same time that Peng Lianhu was scolding angrily, Zhang Zhaozhong's target who was bent on killing was also spitting out an unwilling roar from his mouth.

However, the female master who stood in front of him didn't seem to have the slightest intention to answer his question. Facing Chu Zhaonan's angry questioning, the woman in black and wearing a mask just responded with practical actions.

After the bizarre grappling technique, another kind of masculine palm power that has never been seen before has reappeared in front of him.

A palm burst out, as if the rising sun was hanging high in the sky, with the power of brilliance when the hood fell, just a glance at the face, you know that this move is not easy.

If it weren't for the fact that he had never been on good terms with Zhang Zhaozhong, he would have seen the extraordinaryness of the "Huoyun Palm" a long time ago, and I am afraid that he would have seen as much as Chu Zhaonan, and he would also regard this Huoyang palm power as a Wudang heir in an instant.

However, even if this wonderful martial art is not the "Fire Cloud Palm", when it can be misleading, this in itself shows that this set of palm techniques does have a terrifying power that is not inferior to the "Fire Cloud Palm"!

Under the hand-to-hand, Chu Zhaonan knew that the woman in front of him was still higher than his own skills, and at this moment, seeing that he was making a strong move in front of him, he naturally did not dare to take it hard, so he could only use the "Tianshan Sword Technique" again, trying to take advantage of the "Dragon Sword" divine soldier to temporarily block the attack and regain his palm.

This time it really succeeded, although the opponent's palm was strong, after all, he didn't dare to directly hit the edge of the divine soldier, and in desperation, he could only withdraw his palm and float aside again.

However, seeing the enemy retreat temporarily, Chu Zhaonan was very unhappy in his heart.

Because he knew that the enemy in front of him would never give up, and once he retreated, the powerful offensive would come back like a rising tide.

What's going on? Why is it so tricky?

Chu Zhaonan couldn't help but ask himself blankly, while trying to recall every hint when the enemy appeared.

That was what happened not long ago, when he had just led his team to attack Chen's shop......