"Master Yang, this..." Long Wu was very frightened.
"I'll do it!" Yang Zhen slapped the case and stood up.
Things had reached this point, and Yang Zhen had no choice but to bite the bullet.
Although this guy is powerful, he is a lame after all. Where is the weak point of the lame? It is naturally in the lower third lane. As long as he attacks the opponent's lower third lane, he will definitely have hope of winning. Yang Zhen took a breath and suddenly rushed forward.
"Exaggerated!" Kuan Wei smiled disdainfully.
Over the years, he has been silent in the northwest, worshiping the 18th generation descendant of the Yanzi Sect as his teacher, and has learned excellent martial arts. In order to improve his strength, he did not hesitate to enter the desert to fight with evil wolves; in order to improve his fighting skills
, he went into the deep mountains and old forests to compete with wild bears for food. Over the years, with his strong will and unyielding spirit, he was recognized by the Yanzi Sect, and he even gained the status of a direct disciple of the Yanzi Sect.
With his fighting ability, even those with the same level as him may not be able to defeat him.
The two fought with fierce fists.
The place where the fight was taking place was filled with tearing winds, and all tables and chairs were damaged.
Everyone around them gave way, fearing that they would be unjustly killed. Such a battle scene could not be described as a fight between gods, where mortals would suffer.
Mo Guanwei only had one leg, but his flexibility was even better than that of Yang Zhen. The crutch in his hand was not only his leg, but also a weapon in his hand. Yang Zhen was slightly at a disadvantage.
After a few rounds.
Bang……
Suddenly, Yang Zhen flew several meters upside down and hit a strong camphor wood table. The table immediately shattered and turned into a ball of sawdust.
Poof...
Yang Zhen covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of black blood.
"I didn't expect you to be a peak martial arts master." Yang Zhen looked at him in disbelief.
"Hmph, for a rookie like you, even if I am not a peak martial arts master, how can you beat me?" Kuan Wei sneered, and then said: "Even if your level is equal to mine, you will still lose in the end. I will never
I came from the northern desert, rode a tiger and killed wolves, hunted bears and chased rabbits, and developed a body of steel and iron. How can you, a flower in a greenhouse, compete with me for beauty?"
That kind of arrogance is absolutely unmatched by anyone.
Although he is a cripple, no one dares to underestimate him.
"I...lost unjustly!" Yang Zhen looked depressed and lonely.
The dignified instructor of the Longmen Martial Arts School was beaten until his head was bloody and he vomited blood. However, the opponent only breathed out. It seemed that there was not much loss. Yang Zhen's loneliness and Kuanwei
His domineering attitude formed a sharp contrast.
This is a competition between masters.
Long Wu didn't expect that Yang Zhen couldn't hurt the opponent at all. Seeing that the situation was about to end, Long Wu shouted: "Fuck, why are you still standing there, do it!"
Wow…
Immediately, the two killers took action.
The crossbows contaminated with poison are ready.
Kuan Wei snorted coldly and flicked his fingers.
Bo...
Two steel needles were shot into the eyebrows of the two killers, and the two killers died on the spot.
Hiss...
Long Wu was dumbfounded.
The two assassins arranged were actually killed instantly by the opponent.
In this skill, the wind of the fist can hurt people, and the snap of the fingers can kill people.
"Long Wu, there are few people in Jiangnan Province who are my opponents." Kuan Wei slowly walked towards Long Wu. He looked like a weak and weak lame man, but everyone knew that this lame man contained a huge power inside his body.
Incomparable strength. Even the head coach of Longmen Martial Arts School is no match for him.
"Kuanwei, good brother!" Long Wu swallowed his saliva and said, "How about we work together to make a fortune? How about I give you half of Jiangnan City's industry?"
"Don't talk about half of your property. Even if you give me all your property, do you think I will care about it?" Kuan Wei dismissed it. People who practice martial arts have reached the peak level of martial arts masters and have almost touched the realm of martial arts masters.
How can he care about the gains and losses of money? What's more, he really doesn't take Long Wu's property seriously. As a direct disciple of the Yanzi Sect, Kuan Wei has hundreds of millions of assets and is in charge of several smuggling routes on the border.
Kuan Wei doesn't look down on a mere Jiangnan City property. He came back today to take revenge!
"Then what do you want?" Long Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"I will treat you the same way you treated me back then!" Kuan Wei smiled indifferently and snorted coldly: "You raped my wife and daughter, broke my legs, cut off my hair, chopped me... I want a debt for these things.
I'll settle it with you."
Long Wu was trembling all over.
As Kuan Wei's pace got closer and closer, Long Wu knew that his death was coming.
thump……
Long Wu immediately knelt down and begged: "Brother Kuanwei, I was ignorant at the time and did these stupid things unintentionally. Now the mistake has been made. I hope that brother can take the sake of the friendship we once had."
Come on, spare my life!"
Everyone around was shocked.
The dignified Long Wu, the chief helmsman of Jiangnan City, has thousands of disciples under his command, and is in charge of hundreds of millions of assets. He can be said to be the master of all things in Jiangnan City. Unexpectedly, he would be here today, begging for mercy on his knees and living an ignoble existence.
"Hahaha..." Kuan Wei raised his head and laughed loudly, saying: "Long Wu, you have today too!"
That wild laughter seemed to vent all the resentment that had been suppressed for many years in his heart. The sound was so loud that the ground shook.
"Brother Kuan, please spare my life." Long Wu looked at Kuan Wei pitifully.
At this point, my life is in the hands of others. If I don't beg for mercy, I'm afraid I will die in the West.
At this time, a voice came: "If you want to kill him, you have to get through me, right?!"
Everyone turned around.
"Guo Yi!" Yang Zhen turned to look at him.
Guo Yizheng put one hand in his pocket and put the other hand on the window sill, with his back to everyone, leaning on the railing and looking at the rushing Wangjiang River with a pair of complicated eyes, the billowing Wangjiang River, the night scene with lanterns and colorful decorations
It's so beautiful. It's a pity that I have been away for so many years that I have forgotten that there seems to be such a beautiful scenery above Wangjiang.
The back figure looks thin, but it is full of power.
The vicissitudes of his eyes were filled with the aura of swallowing the sky.
Guo Yi had no intention of taking action. After all, Long Wu was not familiar with him, so why should he help him? However, this guy Kuan Wei turned out to be a descendant of the Yanzi Sect. Then! He had to die!
If I remember correctly, Chen Fanlin, the second eldest son of the Chen family in Hedong, was also a disciple of the Yanzi sect. Back then, Chen Fanlin led a group of people to seize the Guo family's property, killing dozens of them and injuring countless workers without any scruples.
This blood debt must be settled! Just treat Kuan Wei as a scapegoat!
"Is he crazy?"
"Damn it, Master is no match for Kuan Wei, how dare he come out and dance like a clown?"
"Is this kid here to die?"
Several of Kuan Wei's disciples were talking quietly.
Long Wu looked up at Guo Yi, not daring to answer. Martial arts master Yang Zhen was not his opponent, so how could Guo Yi be Kuan Wei's opponent? Long Wu looked a little embarrassed, but Guo Yi suddenly jumped out.
It will increase Kuan Wei's anger value. Long Wu suddenly regretted it and found Guo Yi, but instead became a joke.
"You?" Kuan Wei stared at Guo Yi.
Guo Yi ignored the other party, stood with his hands behind his back, and asked Leng Ao: "Chen Fanlin is your brother?"
"That's right." Kuan Wei snorted coldly and said, "He is my senior brother. If you want to move my senior brother out to plead for mercy, don't even think about it!"
"Since you are a member of the Yanzi Clan, then go and die." Guo Yi's aura surged out from his body, which was terrifying.
Even Kuan Wei, a martial arts master at the peak of his powers, felt intimidating. He asked sharply: "Who are you?"
From the time he entered the house until now, he has never noticed the existence of Guo Yi. Guo Yi is young, in his twenties. At this level, even if he is a martial artist, he is only at the level of a martial artist, maybe just a martial artist. A small success, at most a big success. How can Kuanwei take it seriously?
"Me?" Guo Yi smiled calmly and said, "I can kill you with one hand, no problem!"
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