Chapter 112

Just at this time, I heard a whooshing sound, and saw five figures coming quickly.

Finally, he stopped at about five steps away from Zheng Yuan and sun Zaixing.

Standing in the front is a 20 or so, wearing a white suit, white faced, very handsome young man.

His hands were on his back, and he looked very arrogant. He didn't look down on the world.

It was followed by four bodyguards in black suits.

The contrast of white and black makes people have a visual impact.

Zheng Yuan could see that the young man in white suit was the later cultivation of Huang class.

The four bodyguards in black were above the Ninth level of cultivation in the Qi training period of ancient martial arts.

In the city, this is a very powerful force.

However, with their ability, they should not force sun Zaixing of Xuanji cultivation to flee.

It seems that they should have something to rely on.

The handsome young man took a look at Sun Zaixing and said with a sneer, "Sun Zaixing, it depends on where you're going. If you know the truth, hand over the scales quickly."

Sun Zaixing said angrily, "Murong Wang, don't deceive others too much. Vajra scales are the treasure of our school and will never be handed over to you."

Hearing Murong's surname, Zheng Yuan said: "is this little white face a member of Murong family, one of the four Chinese families?"

The handsome young man's face sank: "in that case, I have to offend."

Sun Zaixing said with a little disdain: "I'm afraid of your master xueyangzi. As for you murongwang, I haven't paid attention to you."

Murong Wang sneered: "old man, when you can take my master's three moves, come back to be arrogant."

There was a flash of anger in sun Zaixing's eyes.

He felt that this Murong Wang was too arrogant.

It's just Huang's later cultivation. I dare to ignore myself like this.

Sun Zaixing was in the early stage of Xuanji, and he also practiced magic. Even if he was in the middle stage of Xuanji, he didn't dare to beat himself in three moves.

Sun Zaixing said angrily, "boy, you are too arrogant. Today I will teach you a lesson instead of your master."

Said, a punch on the past.

Murong Wang shook his head and said with disdain: "if you don't die, you won't die."

In the blink of an eye, sun Zaixing's fist attacked Murong Wang.

However, at this time, the shadow of a human, Murong Wang disappeared.

Sun Zaixing's face changed and he turned back quickly.

But I saw Murong Wang standing three steps behind him.

Sun Zaixing felt bad and quickly stepped back.

At this time, I saw Murong Wang's eyes shot two cold electric light, and then his fists flew, and he rushed up like the wind.

Zheng Yuan, who stood aside to watch the battle, praised in his heart: "what a tough fight. This little white face is not simple. Sun Zaixing has suffered a lot."

Sure enough, as Zheng Yuan expected, Murong Wang had completely taken the initiative.

Although sun Zaixing is not obviously at the bottom now, he is struggling to cope with it.

Sun Zaixing is depressed now.

Originally thought that after reaching the level of Xuan, he can be invincible in the city.

But I didn't expect to be suppressed by Huang's descendants one after another.

First Zheng Yuan, now Murong Wang.

Are the post-80s, post-90s and even post-00s so evil? Everyone has the ability to challenge beyond the level?

"Two moves, and the last one. Be careful, sun Zaixing."

At this time, only Murong Wang sneered.

His tone was filled with contempt.

Sun Zaixing's fighting spirit was completely ignited in an instant. He said angrily, "it's absolutely impossible to defeat me in three moves."

He plans to fight with Murong Wang, who is so arrogant.

However, when he was ready to fight back with all his strength, Murong Wang suddenly flew into mid air, and then made a full attack.

For a moment, the shadow of boxing all over the sky was rolling towards sun Zaixing like a storm.

Sun Zaixing suddenly felt that his body was stagnant and his pressure was greatly increased. His whole body had been completely shrouded in a murderous atmosphere like waves.He couldn't help changing his face: "chasing the soul and killing the fist."

Soul chasing boxing is one of the ten unique skills of ancient martial arts, which is extremely cruel and overbearing.

But not everyone can learn at will.

The power of soul chasing boxing is very domineering, not only hurt people, but also hurt yourself.

When practicing, if you are not careful, you will fall into the devil. If you are not careful, you will fall into the devil. If you are not careful, you will become a devil. If you are serious, your meridians will be broken. It will harm you all your life.

It is said that only those who are strong willed to the extreme, cold-blooded and merciless to the extreme, and talented and evil to the extreme, can they succeed in cultivation.

Sun Zaixing didn't expect that such a Murong Wang, who looks like a little white face, could cultivate such a masculine and terrifying fist.

It seems that this Murong Wanglong is a rare genius in a hundred years.

Although depressed, sun Zaixing was not willing to lose.

He took three quick steps back, then gave it all his strength.

Soon, the two powerful ancient forces came into contact in mid air.

There was a bang like the explosion of firecrackers.

For a moment, the ground of the whole alley shook a little.

Murong Wang was shocked to fall behind three steps, while sun Zaixing was shocked to spit blood and fell seven steps away.

Soon, sun Zaixing struggled to stand up, covered his chest, glared at Murong Wang, sighed: "I lost, Murong Wang, you really deserve to be an evil genius."

He feels very depressed now.

I didn't expect to lose one after another to two younger generations whose accomplishments were lower than my own.

He felt that his ancient martial arts had been practiced in vain all these years.

He plans to quit the world and live in seclusion in the mountains.

Murong Wang squints at Sun Zaixing, his eyes full of banter.

Now in his eyes, sun Zaixing is like a mole ant.

"Hand over the scales of Vajra, and you will not die."

Sun Zaixing's face was firm and said: "you can kill a man, but you can't insult him. You can take my head, but you can't do it if you want to have a diamond scale."

He is really a tough man, and he won't bow to others easily.

Before, if Zheng Yuan didn't use his momentum and Hell's hand to frighten him, he would never kneel down and beg for mercy.

Murong Wang's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness: "in that case, don't blame me for being cruel."

Just as he was about to give sun Zaixing the last blow, an old man's voice came from the Southeast: "Wang Er, don't be rude to brother sun."

When the old man said the first word, his voice was still far away, but when he said the last word, his voice was in his ear.

It sounds weird.

Zheng Yuan praised in his heart: "shrinking the land into an inch, it seems that a real strong man has come back."