It should be said that all the disciples of the Leimen are quite conceited.

But now, a group of them besieged three people but failed to break through their defense circle, which inevitably made them a little impatient and angry. In their words, this was also a humiliation.

Lei Bo was eager to make a big deal. Once he found out that Lei Pao was killed, he would not be able to survive. Wow! He suddenly pulled out the knife and stabbed Wu Ameng.

No matter how hard these people fight, they don’t use their swords, but they just fists and feet. But these Leimen disciples have all practiced internal strength, and they can break rocks with one punch, which is also quite powerful. Wu Ameng just blocked one person’s fist strength, and Lei Bo’s knife has arrived beside him. The speed is too fast, and people can’t guard against it.

Puff! The knife stabbed Wu Ameng's lower abdomen.

Lei Bo twisted the hilt of the knife and said hideously: "You are not going to die yet...ah~~~"

After he finished speaking, Wu Ameng punched his face with a fist. The bridge of his nose broke immediately and the blood of his nose flowed down. Wu Ameng's clothes were torn. Fortunately, he had the hard qigong practiced by Thirteen Taibao, otherwise he would have been seriously injured.

Jia Simiao was very annoyed and shouted: "Pre-in-law, what's going on with you? Are you going to kill us?"

Thunder was so anxious, why did it start to fight? He rushed over and said loudly: "Stop fighting, stop fighting."

He said nothing? Now Lei Zhentian asked these Lei Sect disciples to kill people, how could they not kill? Lei Ting became angry, and from behind he punched and kicked, slap, slap! These Lei Sect disciples did not expect anyone to stab the knife in the back? They were immediately hit and fell to the ground. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jia Simiao, Wu Ameng, and Monk Hu rushed out and broke through the encirclement of Lei Sect disciples.

Monk Hu touched his bald head and cursed: "Master Jia, are these kids bullying people too much? I'm so happy, let's just forget about it."

"A bunch of waste."

Lei Zhentian put in a lot of effort on these Lei Sect disciples, but he didn't expect that even three of them could not beat him. If Xuan Xuan went out, how could Lei Sect do it? And Lei Ting, this evil deed, actually colluded with outsiders to beat the people in the Lei Sect.

This is a typical example of turning the elbow outward and adjusting the cannon to blast inward!

Lei Zhentian took a big step and rushed to the front of Monk Hu, and punched him up with a punch.

Monk Hu was not afraid, so he punched him.

"Flash."

Jia Simiao pushed Monk Hu aside, then punched Lei Zhentian's fist.

Boom! With a muffled sound, Jia Simiao took several steps back before stabilizing his body. Lei Zhentian's feet fell deeply into the ground. He opened his eyes angrily, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and shouted: "Who are you?"

Jia Simiao felt the sea of ​​energy surging and took a few deep breaths. It was not that he didn't want to speak, but that his breath was a little suffocated and he couldn't speak at all.

Lei Ting hurriedly said, "Dad, his name is Jia Simiao, he is my boss."

"Boss?"

"Yes, yes, I'm his younger brother now."

"What?"

No one knows his son better than his father! Lei Zhentian naturally knows what kind of virtue Thunder is. People like Thunder who are not afraid of heaven and earth will even be someone else's younger brother? This is something that Lei Zhentian dared not even think about, so he asked: "Jia Simiao, is he really your younger brother?"

Jia Simiao shook his head and said, "No."

"I just said, how could he be a little brother?"

"He is my intern and is still in the test period. Whether I will accept him or not is still to be decided."

"puff!"

Fortunately, Lei Zhentian did not drink, otherwise he would have to spit it out in one mouthful. And the disciples of the Leimen also doubted whether there was something wrong with their ears. Lei Ting was an intern, what an international joke!

Thunder Ting's face had a fever. Is it embarrassing to be an intern? The key is, who are you with? Jia Simiao is better than him in all aspects. It is normal for him to recognize him as the boss. The expressions of these people made him even more determined and he shouted: "Yes, I am Jia Simiao's intern! I am proud to be a younger brother."

Is this true?

The atmosphere present suddenly became quiet, and it was a bit terrible.

Lei Zhentian stared at Lei Ting and asked, "Are you really willing to be his intern?"

"certainly."

"Where is he worthy of your doing this?"

"He is worth me to do this everywhere, at least, he is better than you."

"Ha ha."

Lei Zhentian suddenly burst out laughing: "Okay, okay, I want to see how strong your boss is. Your name is Jia Simiao, right? Come on, I'll have a few tricks with you."

Jia Simiao shook his head and said, "I don't want to fight you. If you lose, you won't have any face. If I win, how shameless will you be?"

"If you beat me, no matter whether Han Fu is the murderer of Lei Pao or not, I will not pursue him. Also, I will let Lei Ting be your intern."

"Boss, beat him up, I've wanted to beat this old stubborn man long ago." Lei Ting agreed very much and was still trying his best to instigate him here.

Lei Zhentian was so angry that his beard was about to stick out and cursed: "Boy, I am your father."

Thunder slapped his lips, but didn't care, and said, "Boss, just beat him up, he's so arrogant."

Wu Ameng and Monk Hu also said, "Brother Jia (Master Jia), why are you polite to beat him?"

Han Fu whispered: "Young Master Jia, Lei Zhentian is very good at kung fu, you should be more careful."

Jia Simiao's heroic spirit was also aroused, and he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll have a fight with him."

“It’s spread out.”

Lei Zhentian waved his hand, and the people all scattered, leaving a large piece of open space in the middle.

Jia Simiao stepped into the middle of the open space, bowed to Lei Zhentian, and said seriously: "Master Lei Sect, come on."

"So arrogant!"

Lei Zhentian was not polite. His fist was mixed with a bitter wind, and it blasted over Jia Simiao. Just now, when he and Jia Simiao punched each other, they knew that Jia Simiao's fist strength was also quite powerful. You are polite? If you are not careful, what if you suffer a loss? The reputation of Leimen must be maintained.

Jia Simiao flashed to the side, and did not attack head-on, and his palm twitched towards Lei Zhentian's wrist. Lei Zhentian flipped his wrist, and the attack remained unchanged, and he rushed over again. One attacked and the other avoided, and the air fluctuated. Jia Simiao seemed to be in layers of vortex, floating back and forth.

Wu Ameng, Lei Ting and others were all worried for Jia Si Miao, but no matter what kind of storm, Jia Si Miao was at ease. If you continue like this, it will definitely be unfavorable to Lei Zhentian. First, Lei Zhentian is there, and he is so old, so his physical strength is naturally not as good as that of young people. Second, he is the main attacker, and each punch is mixed with fist strength, which consumes a lot of internal strength. Jia Si Miao just dodged back and forth, avoiding the sharpness of Lei Zhentian's fist strength, and almost no energy wasted.

Although Lei Zhentian stood with the wind, Jia Simiao did not look like he was defeated at all.

Lei Zhentian shouted: "Boy, do you know how to dodge?"

Jia Simiao smiled and said, "I think you are old, let me let you."

"snort."

The momentum of Lei Zhentian's fist suddenly changed, and it became even more fierce. Boom, rumbling! The wind and thunder were gushing. Wu Ameng, Monk Hu and others couldn't help but change their faces. Their eardrums were a little unbearable. What about Jia Simiao who was in the vortex? Jia Simiao no longer dodged. In fact, it was not that he didn't want to hide, but that he couldn't dodge at all.

"ah……"

Use your mind to lead the energy, and use your energy to destroy the energy!

Jia Simiao suddenly let out a sharp scream, with extremely strong penetration, and it broke the thunder sound. Immediately afterwards, Jia Simiao's fists collapsed, shook, or assaulted... It was a completely striking and slamming, and it was a way to fight in a slight manner. Bang! Bangs of explosions kept coming from the air.

This move will definitely not be a bit adulterated, it is really real!

Lei Ting murmured: "The boss is indeed amazing. It turns out that he still held back when he was in duel with me before?"

Jia Simiao used his moves to attack him in close combat. Lei Zhentian also attacked him with a move and fought hard. Some people around him couldn't understand why Jia Simiao abandoned his previous gamble and used this kind of hard fighting method? This would consume a lot of internal energy and would be even more dangerous.

Wu Ameng said: "Brother Jia practices Bajiquan, which is extremely strong and explosive. The most powerful thing is this close-up move. I think he wants to make Lei Zhentian convinced his loss."

The Leimen disciple next to him was reluctant and scolded: "What are you talking about? My master must defeat that brat."

Wu Ameng sneered, but did not refute. He was not the kind of person who was good at quarrels, facts were better than words! When Jia Simiao knocked down Lei Zhentian, let's see what they said.

Fighting hard is actually the strength of Leimen. Now, Lei Zhentian saw his strength, but instead suppressed the other party. He couldn't help but feel angry and shouted: "Boy, try some more tricks from me."

His muscles and bones seemed to make a gamble sound, and his fists were like shells, slamming towards Jia Simiao's face.

Jia Simiao laughed and followed with a fist to meet him.

Boom! The two of them were hitting a place, and Jia Simiao was shocked to retreat several steps, and even his wrist bones made a broken sound. Lei Zhentian, who was standing opposite him, shook his body a few times, and his feet fell deeply into the ground again. It seemed as stable as Mount Tai, but suddenly, his body shook violently and fell to the ground on his back. His legs were still stuck in the ground.

Fortunately, this was a revolt, not a forward pounce, otherwise, his legs would have been broken.

The scene was very quiet, very quiet, and everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, and even forgot to breathe.
Chapter completed!