Chapter Fifty-Six: The Kongtong faction was degraded in front of the building
Jiang Ming's sudden words made the faces of all the disciples of the Kongtong faction change drastically.
After hundreds of years of birth and precipitation, many people understand the characteristics of this boxing method - first hurt themselves, and then hurt others. Martial artists with a little experience can tell it. Hardly surprising.
Zhang Changhe and the others were surprised that the young man in the distance who was richly dressed said that 'the atmosphere of the five elements regulates yin and yang, hurts the heart and lungs, destroys the liver and intestines, hides the essence and is frustrated in a trance, and the three Jiao Qi are flying against the spirit' is one of the mantras in the Seven Injuries Fist secret book.
The mantra of the exercises has never been passed on, and no one else knows it except for the disciples of the Kongtong faction.
However, how did the man in front of him, who looked like a rich boy, know?
As a disciple of the Kongtong faction, it is necessary for Zhang Changhe to be held accountable, he blushed and asked in a deep voice: "Who is Your Excellency? Why did you know that I sent a fist formula?"
Jiang Ming ignored the angry Zhang Changhe, but turned to look at Chen Qingzhi and Ah Diao, both of whom had good talents, and explained lightly: "The punch you received just now should be the 'Lung Wounding Duel' in the Seven Wounds Fist, if it weren't for the success of cultivating Vajra Venerable, there should be a tearing pain in the lungs at this moment." ”
"This is also a very meaningful kind of boxing, the person who has mastered it can send out different forces at the same time, fierce or feminine, destroying the enemy's internal organs, the fist power is complex, the swallow is flickering, the power is endless, and the power is amazing. But this wonderful and vicious martial arts, the ability to hurt the enemy is strong, and the injury to oneself is also heavy, which seems to correspond to the principle of action and reaction force, and every time you practice, your internal organs will be damaged once. ”
He didn't care whether he could understand such advanced professional terms as action force and reaction force or not, and continued: "Nine times out of ten, the people in the entire Kongtong faction are irritable, except for the masters with deep internal strength in the door, those small characters who are usually similar to me will only fall deeper and deeper, and gradually turn themselves into demons and beasts. Therefore, the Kongtong Sect can be said to be a demon sect hidden under the title of a famous and decent family. ”
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There was an uproar in the restaurant.
What Jiang Ming said is well-founded, and it seems that every word is reasonable. The rest of the warriors who sat down to eat and watch the excitement believed most of what he said.
"The Kongtong faction has a false appearance, it turns out that these disciples of them are a little sick, no wonder they have to play tricks when they eat. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful of a beast that will knock you to the ground in minutes. ”
"Don't say it, don't say it, otherwise the disciples of the 'Demon Sect' will go on a killing spree again. ”
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A woman sitting at the table next to her, covered in a black veil, glanced at Jiang Ming with interest, and the corners of her mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile. "Interesting, this girl likes it. I wonder if the elders in the door will applaud him when they hear his remarks........?
People talked about it, and the yin and yang ridiculed the Kongtong faction.
Zhang Changhe's face turned blue and white, and he shouted loudly: "Bold! I don't care who you are, no one can save you if you ruin the reputation of the Kongtong faction." ”
Jiang Ming turned around slowly, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at him lightly, "It's always you who don't like to chirp crookedly the most." ”
The more than ten disciples of the Kongtong Sect all stood up suddenly, staring at Jiang Ming with unkind eyes.
Zhang Changhe has already seen that among the group of people opposite, only the nobleman in brocade clothes and the middle-aged man who is trained in a horizontal way are not weak, and the other two are ordinary people, and there are more than ten of their senior brothers, half of them have broken into a turn, and if they really want to fight, they will not be afraid here.
"I'll see what arrogant capital you have!" Zhang Changhe shouted, suddenly punched, and the momentum of Xuanhe's fist faintly turned into the sound of wind and thunder, and went straight to Jiang Ming's chest.
For a moment, everyone held their breath. There was silence in the restaurant.
Although it was said to be extremely unbearable, the power of the Seven Wounds Fist was also obvious to all, and everyone was worried that the brocade-clothed boy's internal organs would be shattered.
The more dangerous the situation, the calmer Jiang Ming became, not to mention this kind of situation that was completely unthreatening to him. All the movements are so simple and direct, straight to the point! The right hand is like a knife, and it rises up, directly knocking Zhang Changhe out.
Without any extra words, he rushed straight after.
The short knife slipped from his sleeve, and with Jiang Ming's short knife swing, a head flew away diagonally, and the headless corpse spurted out a wave of blood more than two meters high, and then fell to the ground.
Then, a terrible scream came out, and he grabbed the hands and feet of a Kongtong sect disciple who rushed to the rescue, and tore it apart. Before the screams stopped, the short knife in his hand slashed another female disciple, and the blood splattered, and the body that was cut in half was cut in two, and fell into a pool of blood.
The difference in combat power is too huge, Jiang Ming's bloody and brutal makes the remaining ten or so people frightened, at this moment they forgot what it means to work together, where can they still care about the humiliation of the master, even the three senior brothers and sisters with the highest cultivation were killed in seconds, what is the use of more of them? Everyone ran towards the staircase in panic.
The space on the third floor is still quite large, but because of the gathering of martial arts people, even the aisles are crowded with people, and it is really difficult for them to get out.
Jiang Ming's Spiral Nine Shadows were among the best in all the light exercises, and in just a few moments, he caught up with the fleeing Kongtong Sect disciples.
He swung the Blade of Death as he went mad, his body splattered with blood as the corpse fell.
"Poof"
Blood splattered, and heads rolled off.
Poof"
Pierced the heart, the body overturned.
"Poof"
The slanted shoulder was severed, and blood gushed wildly.
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Bloody all the way!
When the last young female disciple was split open, Jiang Ming was already completely dyed red with blood, and at this moment he was like a killing god, and his eyes were filled with a chill to the bone.
The quiet pin drop on the third floor can be heard.
Everyone stared dumbly at the noble son who was covered in blood, this is the real ruthless man, and he killed all of them if he didn't agree with him. Isn't he afraid of those masters of the Kongtong faction? Or is he something else to rely on?
At this moment, Jiang Ming is a complete madman in the eyes of all martial arts people.
Cruel, ruthless, and unreasonable.
"I haven't exercised for a long time, and my hands are a little raw. Taking the wet handkerchief from Diao's hand, Jiang Ming wiped the blood on his cheeks and sighed.
The corners of Chen Qingzhi's mouth twitched.
Goosebumps suddenly appeared on her gentle and delicate skin.
Diao's eyes were calm, as if nothing had happened just now.
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In the corner, a woman covered in a black light veil, with big black eyes sparkling, whispered and laughed: "Fun! You make me like you more and more...........