Chapter 669

Seeing Yan Liqiang's fist coming, the ghost king had no reason to be afraid. He didn't want to think about it, so he blew it in the past and came to fight with Yan Liqiang's eight pole fist

"Boom..."

A loud noise reverberated in the pine forest. The snow on the ground under the ghost King's feet was scattered and snowed all over the sky. In that huge force, the ghost king was directly knocked upside down by Yan Liqiang's fist, his blood surged all over his body, his arms numb and surprised.

Yan Liqiang's whole person is like the shadow of the ghost king. He rushed close to the ghost king. Before the ghost king could take a breath, Yan Liqiang's second fist came again. The power of the second fist is better than the first fist

The ghost king, who had lost his first chance, had to take Yan Liqiang's fist with both palms again.

At the moment when the fists and palms intersected, there was another sound of "boom..." and the ghost King uttered a syllable similar to "Zha". His loose Python robe suddenly inflated like a balloon, and then leaked out in an instant. The whole person soared several feet like a kite blown away by the wind, and then flew back tens of meters at a speed like electricity. Yan Liqiang's second fist was terrible, He immediately removed most of them and got rid of Yan Liqiang's bombardment again

"Good kung fu..." Yan Liqiang's eyes flashed and his mouth praised him. This unique skill of the ghost king really opened his eyes. However, he didn't chase the ghost king again. Instead, he moved his body and flashed in front of situ Fei who wanted to bypass him to chase Hua Ruxue.

Situ Fei was shocked when he saw Yan Liqiang coming close to him. He had seen Yan Liqiang's terrible fist skills. He would retreat quickly if he didn't want to. But where Yan Liqiang's fist is so easy to avoid. The ghost King's ability doesn't mean he also has this ability. Seeing Yan Liqiang's fist approaching, situ Fei roared and held a fan in both hands, Pressed Yan Liqiang's fist

"Wow..." with a sound, the cold iron refined steel fan in situ Fei's hand and Yan Liqiang's fist were scattered and broken in an instant. Situ Fei's hands were dripping with blood. When he was shocked by Yan Liqiang's fist strength, a mouthful of blood gushed out of situ Fei's mouth. At this critical moment of life and death, situ Fei, who looked like a scholar, couldn't care about his face. With the strength of his fist strength, he stepped under his feet, The whole man fell back and rolled in the snow. He rolled like a snowball. He directly rolled out more than ten feet away and hit a pine tree heavily. Then he stopped all at once

"Die!" A hoarse and ugly sound, such as the sound of iron tile scraping stones, appeared in Yan Liqiang's ear, but the ghost King roared and rushed over again. Just for a moment, Yan Liqiang was surrounded by layers behind him, and there were dazzling shadows of ghost claws and soul grabbing hands of the ghost King

Throat, chest, back, head, armpit... Yan Liqiang's whole body was almost shrouded in the ghost King's strange hands, and there was a gust of Yin wind around him

"Bang, bang, bang, Bang..." Yan Liqiang also instantly changed his boxing, his body flashed, and the two sides fought more than ten times in an instant. Finally, Yan Liqiang roared, "open..." the boxing wind surged, and the figure of the ghost king was forced to fly by Yan Liqiang's fist again

Yan Liqiang didn't give the ghost King more opportunities this time. As soon as he took the lead, the whole person rushed up again like lightning. As soon as he remembered the fierce five mountains facing the sky cone, he flashed at the ghost king.

"Boom..." there was another loud noise. The ghost King's body was blown upside down by Yan Liqiang like a shell. The whole person was directly blown into the Yuhua Pavilion by Yan Liqiang. After breaking a pillar of the Yuhua Pavilion, he knocked down two stone tablets outside the Yuhua Pavilion, and then stabilized his body

"Boom..." as one of the historic sites in Huizhou City, Yuhua Pavilion suddenly collapsed.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, Yan Liqiang had long disappeared on the hillside. The ghost King standing on a stone tablet was stuffy in his chest and restless in his blood. A mouthful of blood had rolled to his throat and was swallowed by him. The ghost King's hands shrank in his sleeves and trembled uncontrollably, Yan Liqiang's powerful power like a mountain and sea erupted at the last moment, which has almost exceeded the limit that the ghost King's secret method and body can bear

Intuitively, the ghost king felt that the cultivation level of the man who had just fought with him should not be his own king of martial arts, but somehow, the power of the man's hand and the speed of the body's reaction made the ghost King tremble, and the body instinctively was afraid of touching that man

Lu Tianxing, situ Fei, and some of the remaining masters of the nocturnal turtle army came to the ghost king, "see... Have seen the venerable..."

"Who is that man?" The ghost king said in a hoarse voice

"We don't know. Just now we received the news that we have surrounded here. Those rebels are about to be arrested, but the man suddenly killed us and killed us without saying a word, so that several rebels ran away..." Lu Tianxing said difficultly, "now... Do you want to chase now..."

The ghost king looked at the corpses of the nocturnal ghost army everywhere on the far and near hillside, and then turned his head to look at the imperial court horses rushing towards here. He was silent for two or three seconds. His fist was pinched in his sleeve, so he could only jump out of his teeth, "withdraw..."

... when Yan Liqiang left, he pulled his sword out of the tree trunk nailed to people without leaving anything at the scene. The Imperial Army in Huizhou City and many Jianghu figures in the city have been disturbed. He and the ghost king can't decide the outcome for a short time. In addition, Hua Ruxue have left, Then there's no need to keep pestering with the people of the white lotus sect here and go up... Silently go back to the room of the inn where you live, close the door, take off the hood on your head, put it in your bag, hang a long sword, Yan Liqiang lies in bed, listens to all kinds of movements from the street outside the window, and his mind is full of beautiful faces like flowers and snow, A series of questions also rose in my heart. I don't know what happened inside the white lotus sect? The imperial capital is chaotic enough now. Hua Ruxue is chased and killed by the people of the white lotus sect. Why do you want to come to the wasp nest in the capital city? Doesn't Hua Ruxue know that the people of the white lotus sect have gathered a large number of experts to do things in the capital? She threw herself into the net for what... Thinking about flowers like snow, unconsciously, Yan Liqiang recalled all kinds of things about flowers like snow that night, but found that he was shamefully hard... After secretly scolding, Yan Liqiang saw that it was late and had no intention to sleep. He simply got up from bed and practiced the easy tendon washing marrow Sutra in the room, Yan Liqiang practiced the Yi Jin Xi Sui Jing while recalling every detail of his fight with the ghost king. Although it was not long before he fought with the ghost king, this was the first time Yan Liqiang fought face-to-face with people at the ghost King level. There were a lot of gains and insights to digest... At dawn the next day, Yan Liqiang left the inn directly and rented a carriage in the city, This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation