Chapter 56 The hero Zhang Shan reappears in the world
In the backyard of the Old Snake Gang, Jiang Ming slipped in quietly and squatted on the roof of a house, looking at the scene below.
"The four second-rate warriors... seem to be waiting for today." Jiang Ming thought to himself. First-rate martial arts methods are extremely rare, and it would be difficult for ordinary second-rate warriors to obtain them even if they join a first-rate force.
Naturally, we must seize this great opportunity today.
These second-rate warriors are all familiar to him. After all, he is in Hunting Tiger Village and often sends prey to various martial arts forces. He has met many warriors. Second-rate warriors are rare in all major forces, so he naturally remembers them clearly...
"I don't know if there are others like me who are still squatting..."
Jiang Ming muttered in his heart, but it didn't matter. When the time came, he would appear on the stage, do his work and leave without giving others a chance to react.
"Mo Tai, He Lin, Wang Li, Tong He... good, very good!" Below, Duan Zhenwu's eyes were like an eagle, and he glanced at them one by one fiercely: "They are all enemies of my old Snake Gang, and I finally couldn't bear it anymore.
?If I can fight you to death today, it won’t be a loss!”
"Hahaha... Gang Leader Duan, when you destroyed our Red River Society, did you ever think that I would come to seek revenge today?" The first person who took action against Duan Zhenwu laughed, but his eyes were full of hatred.
Duan Zhenwu looked at these four second-rate warriors with a dull look. Even though he was at the peak of the second-rate, his vitality was limited. What's more, he was old and had failed to challenge the first-rate several times, so his vitality had begun to decline...
The two moves he just took made his blood surge and consumed a lot of energy... It was probably impossible to escape unscathed, but before he died, he had to grab a few people on his back.
"Haha, Motel, stop pretending, you are seeking revenge... You came to hunt me for nothing more than this..."
Duan Zhenwu smiled slowly and took out a book from his arms: "Liuyun Jue, a martial arts method that directly leads to the first-class warriors. You must be jealous... But there is only one method, who do you think I should give it to?"
good?"
He said, looking at a few people with a malicious smile.
The expressions of several people changed slightly, and Mo Tai immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Don't listen to him sowing discord... Let's join forces to surround him and kill him. Everyone will be happy when they copy each other. Don't mess up the situation!"
"If you can't kill him, just wait for his crazy revenge from now on, go ahead!" He Lin also said coldly, rushing forward first and attacking Duan Zhenwu.
The other two people attacked from different directions at the same time, restricting Duan Zhenwu's performance.
However, Duan Zhenwu snorted coldly, threw the book towards Mo Tai, and faced He Lin, shouted loudly, opened his eyes angrily, swollen his arms in a circle, and slapped out with a palm,
He clashed head-on with He Lin's fists.
Bang!
He Lin's arm twisted suddenly, blood spurted out, and bone stubble flew everywhere. Duan Zhenwu took the opportunity to bully him, and slapped his chest with another palm, causing his chest to dent, causing him to die on the spot.
At Duan Zhenwu's side, Tong He punched him close to his waist and abdomen. There was a "click" sound, and his ribs were directly broken.
"Huh~"
Duan Zhenwu staggered back, gasping for breath and stood still. He used all his strength to kill a second-rate warrior with the force of thunder, but one-third of his blood was suddenly lost, and he also received a punch on the waist. He was so powerful.
fall.
"Mud can't hold up a wall..." Jiang Ming glanced at the other side, where Mo Tai and Wang Li actually stopped halfway and grabbed the book at the same time.
Otherwise, Duan Zhenwu would not have dared to be so arrogant and pursue He Lin with his back exposed.
At this time, Mo Tai and the other two had also seized the book, and one of them tore half of it into his hands.
"Huh? Old thief, you lied to me!"
Motel lowered his head and glanced at it, but he was immediately extremely annoyed. It turned out to be a collection of poems.
"Hahaha..." Duan Zhenwu laughed: "How stupid!"
"Seeking death!" Motel and the others were enraged, shouting and rushing over at the same time.
Duan Zhenwu's eyes flashed with a trace of sinister intent... His arms suddenly stretched out, and hundreds of hidden weapons as thin as cow hair flew out from his sleeves!
Boo hoo hoo…
The silver needle flew, and Mo Tai and the two had no chance to react, they were shot in the body.
"Hmph... a small skill..." Both of them were disdainful. Although the flying needle was insidious, it was nothing more than scratching an itch for a second-rate warrior who was invulnerable.
The silver needles hit the two of them and fell to the ground one after another. Mo Tai and the others paused for a moment, and then together with Tong He, they attacked again.
In an instant, Duan Zhenwu was paralyzed on both sides. Coupled with the increasing consumption of blood, there were many scars on his body and one of his legs was broken.
However, just for a moment, Motel suddenly went limp and was punched directly on the head by Duan Zhenwu, which exploded into a rotten watermelon on the spot.
"You...that silver needle is poisonous!" Wang Li reacted immediately and exclaimed.
"It's too late to know..." Duan Zhenwu gasped and said with a ferocious smile. His trump card as a second-rate warrior is not that simple.
The drunken blood powder coated on the silver needle melts into the body upon contact, and even a second-rate warrior cannot prevent it...
Wang Li felt weak all over, and watched helplessly as Duan Zhenwu rushed over. In despair, he was slapped on Tianling Gai with a palm, and his brains were splashed out, causing him to die completely.
In an instant, among the four masters who surrounded and killed Duan Zhenwu, only Tong He was left.
But Tong He looked happy. Duan Zhenwu was seriously injured now and his vitality was at the bottom. As long as he was careful, he would definitely be the winner in the end.
"Who?" He suddenly turned around and looked.
I saw a strong man with a sinewy face, holding a long knife, walking over step by step.
"Zhang Shan!" the strong man said coldly.
"What? Are you Zhang Shan?" Tong He's face changed slightly, knowing that this desperate guy was a ruthless person who dared to kill the young master of the Shi family.
"The head and things of Duan Zhenwu belong to me!" The strong man did not answer. Instead, he nodded arrogantly at Duan Zhenwu with the tip of his knife.
"Your Excellency, your tone is too loud..." Tong He's face darkened.
Duan Zhenwu also laughed angrily: "Whoever dares to kill me, I will give him a backstop before I die!"
"Noisy!" The strong man sneered: "Take my knife first!"
boom……
His blood energy surged, and in an instant he erupted with an aura that made Duan Zhenwu and Tong He palpitate. Blood mist steamed up from the surface of his body, slowly condensing towards the blade like a blood cloud.
"Blood-burning sword technique?" Tong He exclaimed, obviously he also knew this forbidden martial arts technique.
"This man is crazy..." The two of them had this thought at the same time.
The strong man had already raised his sword, leaped into the air, exploded with astonishing speed and power, and struck hard at Duan Zhenwu.
"Fuck, madman!" Duan Zhenwu wanted to curse, but tried his best to dodge away.
boom!
The long knife struck the bluestone floor, creating a ravine as wide as a person on the spot... Just the aftermath caused Duan Zhenwu's internal organs to crack and blood to spurt from his mouth.
"Fortunately, this guy is also cutely stupid...how to use such a terrifying forbidden technique casually!"
Duan Zhenwu's face was as pale as paper, but he was grateful in his heart. As a result, the opponent used the forbidden technique to hurt the source, and his strength was greatly reduced. He lost half his opponent, and his chances of survival were greatly increased.
However, before he could think more, he felt the terrifying aura rising behind him again...
He turned his head in horror and saw that Zhang Shan, who had turned into a blood gourd, used the blood-burning sword technique for the second time and came towards him with a fierce look on his face...
"What grudge do I have against you..." This was Duan Zhenwu's last thought before his death.