Chapter 19: The barren temple bleeds! Feiyan knife!
Chapter 19 Bloodshed in the Desolate Temple! Feiyan knife!
Su Changkong has been outside the temple for a while. He has been listening to the movement inside, and he can hear the conversation between the two sides.
Mo Tie was threatened by the old man surnamed Yan and his group to hand over 3,000 taels of silver, otherwise Mo Tie's family would be destroyed!
Mo Tie and his group left worriedly, and Su Changkong chose to show up to resolve the matter.
"Huh? He is also from the Black Iron Villa?"
The old man surnamed Yan and the other three frowned slightly, thinking that Su Changkong might be from the Black Iron Villa.
The Su Changkong in front of him, with a knife around his waist and wearing a mask, was neither tall nor short due to the shrinking bones of the Turtle Breathing Skill, and looked extremely ordinary, but as soon as the Black Iron Villa and his party left, Su Changkong appeared and two If there is no contact between them, they do not believe it!
The fat man's eyes flashed and he smiled: "It's windy outside, come in and sit."
The fat man stepped back and gave way. Su Changkong was not polite and stepped into the main hall.
In the hall, Su Changkong's eyes swept across the faces of the three old men one by one, his eyes narrowed: "Among the three... this old man should be the strongest, and the other two also have martial arts skills, not ordinary thieves. ."
Su Changkong heard the conversation between the two parties outside the temple before, and knew that the old man's surname was Yan, and the other two were his disciples. The men in Tsing Yi who subdued and cut Mo Tie and others were very strong, and the old man surnamed Yan, as their master, must have stronger.
"Who is Your Excellency? Do you want to worry about my Feiyan Dao Yanfei's business?"
The Su Changkong in front of him was dressed strangely. He didn't look like an ordinary person. He appeared in the temple in the desolate forest at this moment. Obviously, it was not a coincidence. The old man stared at Su Changkong and asked in a cold voice. Su Changkong.
In such a short time, the Black Iron Villa has found help? However, Yan Fei, an ordinary martial artist, is not in his eyes!
Fei Yan Dao Yan Fei, this is a famous martial artist in Qingshui City martial arts. He is good at one-handed Fei Yan Dao. He is ruthless and ruthless. He kills without blinking an eye. he.
Su Changkong had of course never heard of Yanfei's name.
Su Changkong came back to his senses, he lowered his voice, making his voice a little hoarse: "No name, I'm just a passerby passing by, the weather is cold, and I want to come in and ask for a drink to warm myself up."
The fat man and the man in Tsing Yi all looked vigilant, waiting for Yan Fei's instructions.
Yan Fei showed a kind smile: "It's easy to say! The visitor is a guest, Lin Huo, why don't you pour wine for this guest?"
"Yes."
The fat man Lin Huo nodded respectfully. He picked up the jug beside the fire, poured a full glass of wine in a wine glass, held the wine glass, came to Su Changkong, and offered it with both hands.
"Just because you also deserve a toast from this uncle? Eat Lao Tzu's punch first!"
Su Changkong stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, and the moment Su Changkong just took the wine glass, the respect on the fat man's face disappeared, and turned to be extremely ferocious. !
The fat man is good at boxing. He is in the realm of strength training, and his strength is beyond the extreme of ordinary people. If the heavy punch to the heart is implemented, it can shatter the human heart through the bones.
Crack!
The fat man pretended to be toasting, but in fact, in order to get close to the sneak attack, Su Changkong was naturally prepared for such a little trick. Facing the heavy punch from the fat man, Su Changkong clenched his left fist tightly, his muscles and bones roared together, and a powerful force condensed, not dodging. Do not flash, punch out.
"Boom!"
Mingming Su Changkong threw his punches behind, but there was a feeling of being late and coming first. The two fists slammed together, and there was a dull bang in the air!
"what?"
The fat man's pupils shrank violently. At the moment of the collision, he only felt a powerful force coming, which instantly overwhelmed him, causing his body weighing more than one hundred and two hundred pounds to stagger backwards uncontrollably. .
"Stop!" Yan Fei suddenly stood up and pressed him on his back, which stopped the fat man from retreating.
"Kakakaka!"
In the process of retreating, the fat man's hand bones made a crisp bone shattering sound, his wrists showed a strange twist, and a piercing pain hit his whole body!
"So weak, only my level two or three years ago, should be a martial artist in the refining realm!"
Su Changkong's understatement with a punch that overwhelms a fat man is like overpowering a child. It is extremely relaxed. Su Changkong secretly said, to assess the opponent's strength level, it is a power refining realm!
"Divine Power Realm?"
The fat man's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his face changed greatly. The fat man has entered the power refining realm for many years, and his physical quality is beyond the limit of ordinary people. Only a warrior in the divine power realm can do it with one punch with absolute power!
"Divine Power Realm? Where did the Black Iron Villa get the Divine Power Realm warrior?"
It was Yan Fei, the white-haired old man, who couldn't help but be moved.
Strength training realm, even if the aptitude is ordinary, usually through hard work, there is still a chance to enter the strength training realm, 90% of the physique practitioners are in this realm!
In the inner strength realm, a certain talent and hard work are needed to strengthen the internal organs. Among the warriors, they already belong to the elite. The endurance of this level of warriors is amazing, and it is common to travel a distance of dozens of miles on foot in a short period of time. .
In the realm of divine power, the generation in Qingshui City is already a master who can make a name for himself. Chen Zhuang, the third leader of the Black Riding Gang, is at the level of the realm of divine power.
A master of this level can resist a cauldron. If he wears heavy armor, his strength is infinite, and he is invulnerable to swords and guns. He can be called a killing machine!
The unknown man in front of him is actually a terrifying Divine Power Realm martial artist!
"They... are afraid of me!"
Su Changkong changed the expressions of Yan Fei and the three of them, and the fear in his eyes was clear, which made him feel a little certain.
Su Changkong didn't know the level of strength of Yan Fei and others. If the strength of the three of them was too strong, beyond what he could deal with, then Su Changkong would definitely turn around and leave, but the fear of Yan Fei and others was equivalent to showing his cowardice in front of him. , indicating that his strength can deal with them!
The fat man's wrist bones were shattered, cold sweat dripped from his painful forehead, and he was full of anger and anger, and he was full of fear and fear of Su Changkong.
Su Changkong's face under the mask was icy cold.
Li Erlang, a member of Heitie Villa, is conscientious and conscientious on weekdays, treats people kindly, and is a good man, but in order to blackmail Heitie Villa, these three directly killed Li Erlang like a pig and dog. Su Changkong also has a faint feeling in his heart. anger.
"Good work! My apprentice bumped into Your Excellency without understanding, and this old man apologized! Are you doing it for Heitie Mountain Villa? If we know that Heitie Mountain Villa is related to Your Excellency, our master and apprentice will definitely not disturb you! Today's affairs Let it go!"
Yan Fei's face changed, and finally he showed a smile and bowed to Su Changkong.
Yan Fei was unwilling to be an enemy of a warrior in the divine power realm. If a fight or conflict broke out, even if they could win, most of them would suffer heavy casualties. Black Iron Villa, the big deal is to give up the action and change the goal!
Yan has been flying around the world for many years, and she knows that her own safety is the most important thing.
"It's easy to say, peace is the most important thing." Su Changkong looked relaxed, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, the wine glass shattered, and the wine spilled.
"I'm sorry, the wine glass is not steady, can you pour me another glass?" Su Changkong's tone was full of apology, he looked at the fat man, and said.
This made the fat man's body tremble slightly. Previously, he pretended to make a toast and took advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack, but he suffered a big loss. Now Su Changkong wants him to pour wine again?
"Go, give this distinguished guest a toast." The fat man looked at Yan Fei for help, Yan Fei hesitated for a moment, and said to the fat man, he didn't want to fight Su Changkong, who was suspected of being a warrior of divine power, and could only try his best to satisfy the other party's needs. Require.
No way, the fat man had a broken arm and wrist bone, he held a wine glass with one hand, and the man in blue next to him poured a glass of wine.
"My lord, I was just joking, this glass of wine should be an apology."
The fat man came to Su Changkong with a glass of wine, offered it respectfully, and said in a low voice.
The three masters and apprentices who had been intimidating against Mo Tie and others before, seemed a little humble in front of Su Changkong.
"Power! This is power!" Su Changkong sighed inwardly, Mo Tie and the others were not as strong as them, so they could only let them knead, while Su Changkong was stronger than them, and Yan Fei and others were respectful to him!
Su Changkong suffered a big loss, and now he has to apologize and apologize in a low voice. The fat man is undoubtedly full of humiliation, but he also knows that the strength of the masked man in front of him is unfathomable. Obediently bowing his head and making amends is the correct choice to resolve the war. !
Su Changkong didn't take the wine glass for a long time, which made the fat man raised his head nervously, and saw Su Changkong reaching out and looking like he was about to take the wine glass, the fat man was slightly relieved, but suddenly his heart twitched violently. When he arrived at Su Changkong's mask, his eyes flickered with a chilling light!
Without warning, the five fingers of Su Changkong's outstretched right hand clenched into a fist and smashed it out, like a tiger fighting a rabbit, directly attacking the fat man's heart.
The fat man had no room to dodge at all, and was hit hard by this punch!
"Boom!"
The dull crashing sound was accompanied by the sound of bones collapsing. The fat man's body of nearly 200 pounds was beaten with his feet off the ground, and he flew two or three meters away like a sandbag. Under the huge force of this punch, they were all shattered, the breath dissipated rapidly, and they died on the spot!
(end of this chapter)