(Chapter 61 to 64 are in the public chapter. They will be open for a few days without charge. It is not disconnected in the middle. Book lovers can just go to the public chapter to read it. Or maybe you are too tired and in poor condition. The update of the fourth chapter has been postponed.
Until Monday, everyone understands!)
"Damn, you only know this little, are you considered a 'high-level' member of Tianshen Zhenyangliu?" Hanzi pointed over, and the short fat man fell down without even making a sound.
Hanzi opened the door of a small bathroom stall and threw him in, then closed the door and rushed out.
"Who is that?" As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, a man in his thirties suddenly appeared from the side aisle. When he saw him, he suddenly shouted and asked.
Han Zi dodged and rushed in. As soon as he shouted, he had already cut off the man's throat with a palm.
On such a windy and snowy night, except for the whistling of the wind, it seemed extremely quiet. This loud shout had already alerted the guards outside. There were disciples of Tianshen Zhenyangliu at the front door and the side door. They rushed in. One of them happened to watch.
After Hanzi cut off the man's throat, the man slowly fell down and immediately shouted: "There is an assassin——"
The target was exposed, which was an accident among accidents. However, it was also Hanzi's own mistake. After dealing with the short fat man, when he came out of the bathroom, he was thinking about the short fat man's words. In other words, that j
The country's demonic snake, the Nine-Crown Phoenix Snake, was most likely in Fusi Mountain, so he let his consciousness slack off, but he didn't expect that someone would suddenly come in and happen to see him.
Now that he was exposed, he had no choice but to risk his life.
Hanzi took the samurai sword that he had just taken from a room in his hand, waved it in the air a few times, and felt that it was quite handy, so he strode out from the front door.
The guard's scream of alarm just now had alerted everyone, and some of the core figures of the Tenjin Shinyo-ryu who were having a meeting in the front hall were sent out to check.
The two guards who rushed in from the main entrance each drew their samurai swords from their waists, shouted and rushed towards Hanzi.
Hanzi thought of the sacrificed relic believers and guards in Fa'an Temple, and murderous intent arose in his heart.
Without seeing him make any move, the samurai sword in his hand had already pierced the throat of the Tenjin Shinyōryu disciple on the left, then he gently put away the sword and strode out.
There were two "bang bang" sounds, and the two people rushing towards him from the left and right unexpectedly rushed forward and fell down at the same time - it turned out that the person on the right was the one he stabbed first.
The four people on the side rushed up after them. Just as they were about to exit the door, Hanzi swung a knife with his backhand. Four blood arrows splashed out from where the cold light flashed. The four people's eyes widened, and they screamed,
Fell down.
Without even looking back, Hanzi walked out of the backyard gate, walked slowly to the middle of the inner courtyard, and stood still.
Because, unless he ran away at this time, he would have no choice but to fight.
Because at this time, a large number of people from the Tianshen Zhenyang sect poured in from all around. He could only stand still for a few seconds before he was already surrounded.
In the snowy night, I could see the glint of the sword and the cold air.
Fight or leave? Hanzi chose to fight.
But he slowly threw the katana out, and with a "chi" sound, the katana punched a small hole in a wall.
Right in front, a middle-aged man from country J coughed, and someone made way for him. This man slowly walked to the front of the crowd and looked at Hanzi coldly: "Who do you think you dare to break into at night?"
My god is really flowing, are you impatient with life?"
Hanzi chuckled and said, "My surname is Cao."
The middle-aged man was stunned. Hanzi didn't look like he was from country J, so he had no other ideas before. Now he was surprised when he heard that Hanzi spoke Chinese. This person was also in the hall just now for a meeting.
As one of the important people, he naturally knew what happened in China not long ago, but less than two hours had passed and someone from China came to his door. How could he not be surprised?
However, he could still understand Chinese. After hearing this, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Surname Cao? Is there such a surname?"
Hanzi chuckled and said: "Yes, yes, there are many people with the surname of Cao. My surname is Cao, so I can ask Cao to do your work!" Facing more and more people around him, and facing the eager eyes of enemies, he
No fear at all.
"Oh, this name is really weird." The middle-aged man murmured a few words, but when he saw a weird smile on Hanzi's face, he must have hurt his words.
Suddenly he heard a disciple next to him laughing secretly. In anger, he stretched out his hand, bypassed the person in the middle and pulled out the disciple: "What are you doing laughing at?"
That disciple was younger and had learned Chinese better. It was probably the "quintessence" of the Chinese language - cursing was also involved, so he understood Hanzi's words. When he saw the middle-aged man getting angry, his eyes widened.
Staring at him, he was so frightened that his face turned blue.
He spoke for a moment in a voice that only the middle-aged man could hear. The middle-aged man became furious and threw the disciple out quickly, hitting several disciples behind him. The bodies of those disciples jumped back at the same time.
He almost fell down.
Huo Di turned around and glared at Han Zi: "Ba Ga, you are impatient. Come on, take him down for me. Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy."
Immediately, two disciples strode forward with bare hands. One person grabbed Hanzi's wrists and shoulders with four hands. Their movements were skillful and very agile.
Hanzi shook his arms, and immediately there were two "clicks" sounds, and the two disciples of Tianshen Zhenyangliu flew out, and fell hard into the snow with two bangs, unable to get up.
Already.
The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the six empty-handed disciples rushed forward.
Tenjin Shinyoryu is the leader of the three major jiu-jitsu sects in the J country. Their martial arts are still based on flexible and bare-handed fighting. Swords and knives are not their strong points. Seeing Hanzi's bare hands, they are naturally happy to accompany him.
In fact, Hanzi still adheres to the spirit of ancient Chinese martial arts and uses the samurai sword, which means killing the enemy with the enemy's weapon. This is not the way he likes to kill.
Chinese martial arts is so profound that picking leaves and flying flowers is not a problem. Since this Tianshen Zhenyangliu is known as the "Martial Sect" in country J, he decided to meet them for a while.
The journey of martial arts is to understand everything and understand everything. At this time, Hanzi's understanding of martial arts has long gone beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts. If there is a standard list, it would be that he has entered the great path of martial arts.
Beginning.
However, he still likes fists the most.
The power of a fist does not lie in its hardness, but in the sound it makes when it hits the opponent.
There were six people in six directions, and Hanzi only punched once. One punch hit the chest of the disciple of the God True Yangliu in front of him.
Then, with the sound of "swish...", six people flew back from six different directions, falling on the people behind them, and a large piece fell down with a crashing sound.
Holding back his fist calmly, Hanzi looked calmly at the middle-aged man in front of him.
"Ba Ga, who are you?" Although the middle-aged man had amazing eyesight, he only saw Hanzi's punch that hit the man in front of him, and when did he throw the five punches around him?