Chapter 773: The lost wild dog is invincible in the world
The night in the dog days of summer was extremely hot. The torches were blazing, making everything in the yard restless. The dust from the collapse of the corridor was still rising. A figure struggled to crawl out from the rubble. His beard and hair were all messed up, and his head was covered with blood and blood.
The dust was mixed together. He looked around, stood unsteadily, and sat down among the rubble. This was Tian Weishan, a tycoon from Wauzhou who lost half his life in a collision. He wiped his eyes and looked at the astounding road.
The soulless figure walked forward.
"Crazy Tiger" Wang Nanda climbed up from behind.
Thirty years ago, he was one of the most powerful masters in the world. Over the years, he has become the most powerful person in the Great Light Sect. Even when facing Lin Zongwu, he has never been as embarrassed as he is today.
"Hey, come back."
He looked at the other person's back and said.
"the wicked……"
Lin Chong staggered towards Tan Road on the opposite side, with blood in his eyes. As the firelight swayed, Wang Nanda walked up to him and grabbed his shoulders to prevent him from moving.
"I hate your whole family!"
The dull voice spoke one word after another. The "Crazy Tiger" had already become really angry in the previous miss. His tiger claws were like steel pliers to hold the opponent in place. Lin Chong struggled in front of him, and the distance between the two suddenly widened and shrank.
He was so close that his body shook several times in the blink of an eye, and each other's fists clashed together, as dull as thunder. The strength of Wang Nanda's claws changed several times in the blink of an eye, and he only felt that the clasped shoulders and arm muscles were as big as
The elephant, like a giant python, tried to push him away in the struggle. He had soaked in the tiger's claws for many years, and with one claw, half of the stone would be caught. At this time, he could not catch the opponent.
In the blink of an eye, after several fights, Wang Nanda tore Lin Chong's sleeves and hit him with a headbutt. There was a bang. Wang Nanda hit Lin Chong with another headbutt, but the opponent avoided it.
Shen leaned forward and bumped his shoulder. Wang Nanda made an "ah" sound and swung his elbow and hit them together with overwhelming force. Wang Nanda took two steps back and Lin Chong was also knocked upside down. The spectators around him were stunned.
Before he could regain his breath, Wang Nanda roared and pounced with his tiger claws. The tiger claws pounced on the opponent's chest, and Lin Chong's blow and punch also hit him from the side.
The crazy attacks between each other included punches, claws, elbows, knees, and chain kicks. During the whistling, the legs were like whips, and then they stopped abruptly in the opponent's attack, and the sound was all heard.
It made one's teeth sore. In the blink of an eye, the bodies of the two people in the courtyard were covered with blood. Several of Tian Weishan's disciples were unable to escape during the fight, or they wanted to step forward to help Wang Nanda, but they didn't see it when they got close.
When he got clear, he was opened with a bang and flew far away like a gourd rolling on the ground. After it stopped with a bang, he vomited blood and could not get up again.
They followed Tian Weishan. For great masters like Wang Nanda, they usually sounded as powerful as gods. Only now were they shocked. They didn't know who this down-and-out man was and what happened to him.
.With his level of skill, could there be something wrong with him?
Tan Lu, who was on the side of the courtyard, saw his heart beating fiercely. While Wang Nanda was blocking the opponent reluctantly, he began to retreat towards the back. Not far away, Lin Zongwu stood in the firelight, so he could naturally know what Tan Lu was doing at this time.
He took action, but only glanced slightly, and said nothing. There was also a guardian of the Great Light Sect who was frightened by the sight. He analyzed the man's martial arts in a low voice, but in the end he couldn't see any rules.
Lin Zongwu put his hands behind his back and said: "Over the years, the Central Plains has been in chaos, and people in it have their own circumstances. It is not surprising that they use Taoism to enter martial arts. This man's mind is gloomy, and there is a deathly air in every move, but he has entered
That’s it…it’s really strange that you have never seen such a great master before.”
Tian Weishan came over from the side in embarrassment and just shook his head: "Not local."
At the other end of the field of vision, the two figures collided again. Wang Nanda grabbed hold of the other party and was about to throw the other party away while taking a step. Lin Chong's figure was crooked and disorganized. At this time, he pulled Wang Nanda.
Tuo spun around in a circle and kicked Wang Nanda on the head. His body also rolled out, knocking away the weapon rack in the corner of the courtyard. Wang Nanda staggered and hit the pillar behind him.
There was blood on his forehead. Seeing that the man over there was already standing up holding on to the shelf, he shouted loudly and exerted force under his feet. He crossed a distance of several feet in a few steps. His figure was like a chariot, and the distance was shortened.
Punch.
The other party held a gun slanted in his hand, and his eyes were still looking for the missing Tan Lu in the yard. When he turned around, his eyes were empty, anxious, and desolate, and he swung the gun up weakly.
"The way he holds the gun is not right..." On this side, Lin Zongwu was talking in a low voice, but his words suddenly stopped and his eyes widened.
"Be careful -" Lin Zongwu's voice roared out, and under the force of his internal force, he pushed it in all directions like a huge wave. At this moment, Wang Nanda also felt that something was wrong, and the spear in front of him danced like a giant dragon.
However, the next moment, the feeling was like an illusion. The opponent just waved the gun crookedly, and it didn't look like the stab was standard. He didn't stop running, smashing the gun body with his right fist, and his left fist was already going straight to the opponent's middle, killing him.
The intention exploded.
In such an impact, his arms and fists were as hard as iron. If the opponent held an ordinary spear, it would be broken into two pieces if it was hit by him. However, the feeling on his right fist was wrong. When he realized this,
In an instant, his body was thrown aside, and blood was everywhere. His right fist was broken, and the blood spread to his ribs. He did not hit the gun body, and the tip of the gun penetrated along his fist.
His footsteps hit the ground, and the bluestone exploded forward. Wang Nanda stopped and tried to retreat.
A moon stick, a sword, a lifetime, a spear. The spear is the king of all weapons. It is the biggest and most difficult to practice. Just because the spear pierces a line, all the damage is on that edge. As long as it is a little past the front line and the distance is shortened, the spear will
The strength of the body is not great. Even if a master-level master can turn decay into magic, these principles are the same. However, at that moment, Wang Nanda didn't know how he was stabbed from the front. His body ran wildly, and his feet
It took a lot of force to stop, and the flying bluestone fragments also blocked the opponent. Among the flying gravel, the man opposite held a gun in both hands and stabbed over.
The simplest mid-level spear, the spear stabs a line, it looks weak, the spear tip seems to suck Wang Nanda, the distance is getting closer, it is like an illusion, Wang Nanda's heart sinks, watching the spear tip pierce through
It went in through the chest and came out through the back... Suddenly, a strong wind came.
"Who are you!" Lin Zongwu's roar was like a thunderstorm, and he rushed in front of Wang Nanda. His huge body waved his arms like a demon, trying to break the opponent's gun. The opponent had already retracted the gun body and thrust it out again.
Lin Zongwu swung again, the tip of the spear was retracted, and stabbed again... In an instant, he stabbed three times, and Lin Zongwu also received three times. Others only saw his silhouette flying over, dust and gravel flying, Lin Zongwu's left hand
The sleeves of his robe melted and butterflies were flying in the sky. Lin Chong's gun was broken and he stood there, looking around.
Lin Zongwu stood there with a figure like a mountain, and said the next sentence: "——What is the relationship with Zhou Tong?" When they heard this name, everyone was shocked, except for the man who pursed his lips tightly.
He searched for his enemy all over the place, but finally couldn't find it. He was holding the broken half of the gun shaft in his hand, and he was in a state of despair. The next moment, everyone saw his figure suddenly rise up, and the half of the gun shaft crashed down on Lin Zongwu's head.
:"the wicked--"
"Okay -" Two shouts almost sounded together, pushing around, followed by Lin Zongwu raising his hands to block the barrel of the gun and exploding countless sawdust. Lin Zongwu has been invincible in the world for a long time, but
This down-and-out man's blow to the head was almost an insult, and everyone's hearts jumped. Then they saw Lin Zongwu kicking the down-and-out man away.
The body flew across the courtyard, hit the ground, rolled up again, and then fell again...
…
Suddenly, it was the mountain temple in the heavy snow, the confusion after entering Liangshan, the sword drawn and confused after being kicked away by Zhou Tong...
Lin Chong has stopped practicing spears for a long time. After being scolded by Zhou Tong, he has stopped practicing the spears he used to have. Over the years, he blames himself and feels confused and guilty. He knows that he should not take up his master's martial arts again and taint it.
His reputation is something I occasionally think of when I dream about it at midnight.
You can't even do those moves.
This is how he feels.
Forget the gun, forget the past, forget many things in the past, and focus on everything in front of you. Lin Chong told himself this, and he felt at peace with his forgetfulness. However, how could he forget the guilt hidden in his heart? See
The moment Xu Jinhua fell into the blood, what surged in his heart was not even anger, but the feeling that it was finally like this. Over the years, he had been afraid of these things in his heart every moment. In every moment of breathing, he had
Lin Chong lives in the shadows. He is at a loss, suffering from himself, angry and guilty...
For Tian Weishan and others, what they saw that night was just a sad and angry person. For Lin Chong, there was another sea of people ahead.
Where there are people, there are rules, and one person cannot resist them. How can a little instructor fight against Gao Qiu? How can a prisoner assigned to fight against those adults? How can a person not fall into the grass? His body
It fell down and rolled up again, knocking down rows of weapon racks. The world was spinning in his eyes, but there were countless figures. It was like the countless hands in front of Xu Jinhua's corpse, holding him behind his back.
"Can't fight..."
"It's the same everywhere..."
"The emperor has become a dog..."
"You can live a good life if you accept the money..."
It turns out that all these years, so many hands have been pulling behind him...
The bereaved dog rolled like a skeleton, just like many years ago, he rolled from the small yard where Zhou Tong was into the darkness. There was no Zhou Tong here anymore. He rolled to the wall and stood up again, with an unknown cry on his lips.
Still smiling, he held five or six weapons in his hands, rushed forward, and smashed them at the nearest person.
…
Tian Weishan and others watched with wide eyes as the man stood up as if nothing happened after being kicked by Lin Zongwu, and rushed over with a bunch of things. He smashed the sword and gun in his arms at the nearest guardian of the Great Light Sect.
, the other person’s eyes were round, and he wanted to laugh, but was afraid.
"Your mother...this is..."
No great master would hold a bunch of long and short things and hit people like a villager, but this man's martial arts skills were too terrifying. Feng Qihe, the guardian of the Great Light Sect, subconsciously took two steps back, and the weapon fell to the ground. Lin
Zongwu rushed over from the other side of the yard: "How dare you——"
The spear pierced a line, and the clumsy spear rushed into the crowd. Feng Qihe suddenly felt that the tip of the spear in front of him became terrifying, like a crack in an avalanche, splitting the earth silently. Without moving forward, his throat had been pierced. A man next to him
The helmsman Jing Zhonglin rushed forward, his arm flew into the sky, but Lin Chong suddenly changed his knife and struck it. Then the largest figure rushed over, Lin Chong swung his knife to kill, and the two of them collided with each other.
At the same time, in a sudden fight, the steel knife in Lin Chong's hand shattered into five or six pieces and flew around. Lin Zongwu's fist hit him. Lin Chong approached him with his body, and then fought back with his fist. After a few blows, he vomited blood and retreated. At this time, Feng Qihe covered his head and retreated.
His throat was still twisting, and a long gun shaft was pierced through his throat. Lin Chong reached out to pull it out, and rushed forward with the gun.
The spear pointed directly at the door, and even Lin Zongwu couldn't help but take a step back. Lin Chong held the spear and smashed it around like a broom, but the spear tip always stopped at a critical moment.
, Lin Zongwu took a few steps back, suddenly approached, and smashed the gun shaft with a bang. The ordinary wooden gun shaft broke and shattered. Lin Chong still held the gun in his hand, and rushed towards him like a mad tiger, with the spear in his fist.
He hit Lin Zongwu with a sharp force. Lin Zongwu waved his hands to release his strength, and his whole body was forced to take a step back from Lin Chong, and then he threw Lin Chong out.
He has a huge body. Although he has been suppressed by Lu Hongti or others in actual combat, he is confident that his internal strength is truly unparalleled in the world. However, at this moment, the opponent transformed into a martial art and actually hit him head-on.
Lin Zongwu retreated, and he was extremely surprised. When he threw the opponent away, he originally wanted to hit him hard, but the opponent's movement was weird and he followed the trend and flew out. Lin Zongwu regretted the throw and turned around to chase after him.
Tian Weishan, who was standing in the distance, watched helplessly as the man fell beside him. When he wanted to kick him, the man turned his palm into a gun and inserted four fingers into his thigh.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The blood is sticky and smelly, and the thigh is where the blood is. Tian Weishan knew that he could not survive when he screamed: "Kill him! Kill him -"
Lin Zongwu rushed up and said, "Go away -" and those sad and sad eyes also came towards him.
The gun stabs a line.
Over the years, Lin Chong no longer practices guns in his hands, but how can he not think about it in his heart? So when he holds chopsticks, there is a shadow of a gun, when he holds firewood, there is a shadow of a gun, and when he holds a knife, there is a shadow of a gun.
The shadow, when holding the bench, also has the shadow of the gun. After facing the wall for ten years, the wall was broken, so at this moment, people are facing the most painful gun in the world.
This gun is crazy and weird, humble and self-suffering. It has removed all face and appearances. For more than ten years, it has been trembling and trembling, not daring to move. Only at this moment, its remaining edge has melted into
In all things.
The first time he got the gun, Lin Chong knew that he couldn't shoot anymore and couldn't even put on airs.
If he doesn't know how to shoot, he will be beaten to death, but what does that matter? At this moment, he just wants to rush towards everyone in front of him.
The largest and most powerful figure rushed towards him, so he also rushed over. Regardless of whether he had a gun or not, he just wanted to run into it.
The figure was restless, and in the terrifying courtyard, the crazy man opened his mouth, his face and mouth were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if he was roaring loudly and rushing towards the now number one man in the world.
There was no sound from the roar, and the two master-level masters fought wildly.
Some people tried to rush forward with knives, some dodged and ran away in panic, some hesitated and got involved in the fight, and then flew out without breathing. After a while, Lin Chong grabbed Lin Zongwu and knocked down the man on the side.
Courtyard wall. Tian Weishan fell to the ground, blood flowed from his thigh, flowed all over the floor, and finally died. Some of the disciples in the martial arts school wanted to show their kindness to the Great Light Sect and stayed here, but many of them had fled in fear...
...Outside the city of Wozhou, Tan Lu rode his horse as fast as he could, rushing to report to Qi Ao to escape...
It's still late at night, chaos and heat pervade Wozhou City.