Chapter 92

"Little bastard, what a good plan!" cangkong scolded.

"Old thief, die." Zhou Yi looked cold, stepped out and smashed his iron fist at cangkong's face door.

"Bang"

Cangkong blocked the front with his arms and forcibly carried Zhou Yi's iron fist. The whole person was hit on the trunk of an old pine tree for decades with a powerful punch, scattering fallen leaves on the ground.

Zhou Yi walked slowly towards cangkong lying on the ground. Every step seemed to step on the heart of cangkong.

Cangkong staggered to his feet, kicked his thick breath and said, "stop! That's it! You go back, and I don't care about your beating up my pine son."

"Lao Zamao, are you kidding?" Zhou Yi lost his smile. Could cangkong have lived with a dog for half his life and said such words at this juncture.

"Zhou Yi, I'm not kidding!" cangkong wiped the blood on his mouth and roared. "I'm the master of Shenquan sect. In the martial arts circle of Southern Jiangsu Province, there are countless close friends. If you dare to kill me today, my friends will kill you all the time in the future!"

Listening to cangkong's crazy threat, Zhou Yi sneered: "like father, like son. Your son threatened me like this when I beat him into a dog a few days ago. Why, it's you today?"

"Zhou Yi, don't force me." cangkong spits out another mouthful of blood at the corner of his mouth, and the Qi machine is very unstable.

Zhou Yi didn't talk nonsense. He punched cangkong hard. This time he didn't intend to keep his hand! Otherwise, everyone will regard him as weak and deceptive.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was still indomitable, cangkong roared, and the color behind turned red, "Hong Lei fist, go against!"

"Boom"

Cangkong, who was in a desperate situation, roared out this sentence hoarsely, and then a powerful momentum burst out from him. Zhou Yi, who was rushing forward, couldn't help but stop his body. The face shows a dignified color.

"Has the old miscellaneous hair broken through?" Zhou Yi couldn't help looking at the cangkong that had retreated for tens of meters. He saw that although the blood color on his body was there, his face was no longer flushed, but a healthy natural color.

"Ah ~, Zhou Yi, I'm going to tear you alive today!" cangkong rushed to Zhou Yi with great madness and speed! After several steps, the distance of tens of meters will come in an instant.

Zhou Yi's eyes are gentle. He directly uses the seventh move of Dayan decision, the all souls shield, and a light cyan shield appears one meter in front of him.

"Bang"

Cangkong's iron fists hit the shield with the roar of thunder and lightning, and then the Wuling shield that can stop the sniper bullet was broken in a moment!

Zhou Yi quickly stretched out his arms to block it. He saw cangkong's iron fists with a layer of colorless strength crashing into Zhou Yi's arms.

"Click"

After a slight fracture, Zhou Yi was directly hit by this pair of iron fists and flew seven or eight meters away.

Poof.

Zhou Yi vomited blood and turned pale.

"Huajin!"

Cangkong broke through the strength of transformation in the desperate situation! Zhou Yi secretly scolded his bad luck. Unexpectedly, this kind of thing that could only happen to him in the last life happened to his opponent in this life.

For martial artists, once they enter the power, they will enter a new world. The power in their body can be released, and the invisible power can be fought out in the air, which is impossible to prevent. Zhou Yi has fought with many Huajin masters in his previous life. He knows the horror of Huajin martial arts.

But cangkong didn't look very excited. Instead, he had a kind of desperate madness, and his eyes contained the fierce light of choosing people.

Cangkong was certainly not happy, because his breakthrough was at the cost of his life and almost burned out his blood gas. Originally, his cultivation had reached the peak of dark strength. If there was no accident, he would be promoted to Huajin and become a famous expert in southern Jiangsu Province within six months.

Unfortunately, Cang Kong couldn't help killing Zhou Yi when Cang song had an accident a few days ago, so he came without waiting for a breakthrough in cultivation. He thought it was easy to kill Zhou Yi with his dark strength peak or even half step strength, but he didn't want to fall over in the end.

Seeing that he was going to die in Zhou Yi's hands, cangkong had to fight hard and burn out his blood, just to get a chance to reach Huajin for a moment, so as to kill Zhou Yi.

"Little bastard, die for me!" cangkong jumped again, because his body shape was too fast, and there was still a shadow in his place after he left.

Zhou Yi couldn't help smiling bitterly and thought that today was really unlucky.

But he didn't hesitate. The whole person stepped back and gathered the all souls shield at the same time.

He can't fight any more now, because reaching cangkong, who is in a rage, is definitely not the strength he can fight hard to practice Qi level 6.

"Little bastard, don't run!" cangkong was very angry. He cracked an ancient tree for decades with one punch, and the wood residue splashed on Zhou Yi, but it didn't cause any harm to Zhou Yi.

"Hey, old miscellaneous Mao, you have the ability to chase me." Zhou Yi turns back and sneers. Now he also finds something wrong with cangkong. His breath is very unstable, and it seems that he may lose his strength at any time. Looking at cangkong's eagerness, Zhou Yi has guessed a bit, because in the previous life, some people in the starry sky have briefly improved their cultivation by burning blood gas, but the sequelae is great, ranging from serious injury to direct explosion and death.

When Zhou Yi finished sarcasm, he turned and continued to run. Cangkong burst out a drink and continued to chase. The strength of the occasional fight between the two surged up, dumping huge trees and rocks like a debris flow.

Cangkong's breath is becoming more and more unstable, and there are signs of falling strength at any time. Seeing cangkong's appearance, Zhou Yi couldn't help but be happy. The old miscellaneous hair couldn't hold up after all.

At this time, a roar came from the horizon, and three military green helicopters came here quickly in the distance.

The elegant man at the school gate picked up the telescope. When he saw the military card on the military green helicopter, the elegant man was surprised and his back was cold. It was a Xuanwu special team!

"Action cancelled!"

"All teams withdraw immediately!"

"But elder Cang is still on the mountain?" a young man questioned.

"Elder Cang? A waste that can't even be solved by people in the middle of dark strength. What's the use of him!" the elegant man said angrily. He was a little uneasy since he heard several gunshots. He had a hunch that something was wrong. Nine times out of ten, cangkong and his party failed.

Now that the Xuanwu special team is here, it is impossible for him to take himself in again.

On the back mountain of Tang Lai, cangkong naturally saw the arrival of the helicopter. Listening to the approaching roar, cangkong was more anxious. He drank again and his blood gas burned wildly!

Zhou Yi grinned and was glad that he had asked Mu Qingya to call Muxi temple before.

But the smile on the corner of his mouth had not completely disappeared, and there was a frightening figure in front of him.

"Bang"

Zhou Yifei went out. Cangkong burned his blood gas again, and his cultivation directly broke through to the middle of Huajin.

"The old miscellaneous hair is so cruel." Zhou Yi vomited a mouthful of blood foam. Smack his tongue and scold.

Cangkong took a deep breath and jumped to Zhou Yi again without hesitation.

"Fight immortal, burn!"

Zhou Yi gave a soft drink. This time he didn't hide, because there was no way back. Moreover, if he burned blood gas, the immortal would also!

After Zhou Yi spits out the word burning in his mouth, the aura in his body immediately boils! A hot and irrepressible force gushed out of the porch, flying sand and stones, making a faint earthquake!

"Hong Lei fist, collapse!" cangkong roared, breaking out the strongest blow in his life, fist with thunder!

Zhou Yi laughed and didn't step back. He took a step forward and used the zhantian style. After burning the word to improve his cultivation to the seventh level of Qi practice, Zhou Yi's fist of zhantian hit cangkong's strongest blow!

Muxi Temple stood at the door of the helicopter and looked at the collision. He couldn't describe how amazing the blow was. There was only one thought in his mind. Is this still human power?

"I'm not willing ~" cangkong laughed in despair, and then the whole person fell apart!

Zhou Yi also smiled, and then felt that his eyes were dark and the whole person fell over.

The elegant man returned to Hongcheng, and then walked around. After confirming that there was no one behind him, he entered a club.

"Well, master Shi, slow down."

In a dark box of the club, a plump woman dressed in black silk was lying on the sofa, revealing her fat buttocks. Hearing the woman's words, the strong man lying on the woman smiled and slapped the woman's buttocks,

"Master Shi."

Then the elegant man knocked at the door.

"Come in!" said the strong man.

The elegant man opened the door, the woman was still half naked, groaning under the strong man's body, and the black high-heeled shoes were half hung on the white and tender ankles. This beautiful scene did not make the elegant man move at all, as if he had been used to it for a long time.

"What's the matter?" the strong man gasped, and the woman under him dared not moan again.

"Action... Action failed." the refined man wiped the cold sweat on his head and said.

Hearing this, the strong man slowed down for a moment and asked calmly, "how did you fail?"

"The target strength estimation was wrong, and finally the Xuanwu special team got involved," the elegant man explained.

"That's not the reason," said the strong man coldly.

"Well ~" the woman under her body couldn't help moaning.

"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Shi, it's my mistake this time." the elegant man trembled, because he knew that the calmer the man's habit in front of him, the more angry he was.

"Where's cangkong?" asked the strong man.

"Elder Cang......" the elegant man paused, then hardened his head and said, "elder Cang is missing. It may be folded on the mountain."

"Is it broken?" the strong man stopped the sprint and sighed. Then he slowly came down from the woman and picked up a cigarette from the table. The elegant man hurried forward and lit it.

"Maybe it's broken." the refined man's head was full of cold sweat. The more this time, the more afraid he was.

"Fang Kai, how long have you been with me?" the strong man asked faintly.