Chapter 857

areas outside a village

Feeling the fluctuation of the vitality of the world in the distance, Zhou Changmei frowned more and more tightly. He paced back and forth uneasily, and could rush there almost every next second. Fang Xie humiliated him so much that he couldn't bear it. A man's dignity seemed to be torn apart on the day he met Fang Xie.

In penglaizong, he was second only to Suyang. Eight hundred disciples of the sect, who saw him was not respectful? Even in Mu mansion, Mu Guangling will not be indifferent to him because his cultivation is really profound. As for the three thousand guests, he looked at him with admiration and awe.

This revenge, if it is not to avenge yourself, will be a pity after all.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He could hardly help leaving here several times. But when I thought that my future glory and wealth were inseparable from Mu mansion, I forced myself to stay. Muxianjun had a saying that was right. When Su Yang mentioned it to him, he especially agreed. Mu Xianjun said that today's Mu house is mu Guangling's Mu house, and tomorrow's Mu house is mu Xianjun's Mu house. At that time, Zhou Changmei said to Su Yang that if Mu mansion succeeds, today's Mu mansion is mu mansion of Mu Guangling, and tomorrow's world is mu Xianjun's world.

That's why he put up with it.

When a person's status is high enough, the order of master and apprentice is actually meaningless. Su Yang is muxianjun's master and Zhou Changmei is muxianjun's martial uncle, but in front of muxianjun, they are more like a pair of followers.

Zhou Changmei could feel that the vitality of heaven and earth in the village flowed very regularly. He guessed that it was the third younger martial brother's technique of imprisonment. If there is no imprisonment, the flow of heaven and earth will be extremely chaotic. Now the vitality is moving in one direction like a river, which shows that everything is under the control of his third younger martial brother. He felt a little relieved at the thought.

Fang Xie is really difficult to deal with, especially the invisible force is impossible to prevent. Because of this, Zhou Changmei's cultivation was stronger than Fang Xie, but he lost face.

Just when he was restless in his heart, an unprecedented vigilance suddenly appeared in his heart. He turned fiercely and punched out behind him without looking!

The vigorous internal strength smashed to the back like a raging wave. Zhou Changmei saw a dark figure swing back in front of his internal strength, but he was not shocked by his internal strength, but floated back with his internal strength. With this kind of Kung Fu, the shadow has been proficient in using it!

"Who!"

He gave an angry cry.

In the distance, a farmer who looked very simple and honest came slowly with a gentle smile on his face: "it's me, but you don't know me, and I'm not going to tell you, just make you anxious..."

After a few seconds, he laughed twice, as if his reaction was half a beat slow.

Zhou Changmei was annoyed. He didn't care about the origin of the man. He rushed forward at his feet, smashed his fist in the air, and hit the farmer's standing position with violent internal strength. He immediately smashed the land into a big pit several meters around. However, Zhou Changmei knew that he definitely didn't hit the man, because at the moment when the inner force went down, the man floated out to one side again with the strength of the inner force.

"Who the hell are you!"

It was enough for Zhou Changmei to avoid two moves under him. The first one was that he was on guard and did his best. The second move was that he was angry and used his power, but the man avoided unharmed, and there seemed to be no pressure at all.

"If I don't tell you, you still ask."

The farmer appeared more than ten meters away. He looked like a fallen leaf. He was taken out by the dust and smoke that hit the ground with Zhou Changmei's move. Looking at him, he was thick and strong. I don't know how his body was so light. A gust of wind could blow him off the ground.

"Friends"

Zhou Changmei frowned and said, "penglaizong works here. You'd better avoid it. Although you don't know your origin, you'd better not hurt your harmony."

"Penglai sect?"

The farmer shook his head. "I haven't heard of it."

Zhou Changmei knew that this man came to find himself on purpose. He was expected to be Fang Xie's subordinate, so he was too lazy to say anything. He stretched his hands and pushed forward fiercely.

"The waves wash away the sand!"

The inner strength of these palms was like the rising tide of the sea. The waves were several meters high and rolled the dust on the ground towards the man. This skill was created by Zhou Changmei when she was practicing on Penglai Island. Even Su Yang praised the power of this skill.

There is no doubt that if the farmer is swept in by the waves, he will be doomed!

But next, Zhou Changmei saw a scene that stunned him!

Under such a violent internal force, the man can float up and down with the internal force. The internal force that can easily destroy a house is like a skateboard under his feet.

This picture is so weird!

Zhou Changmei's face suddenly changed and suddenly remembered something.

……

……

"Ground fissure!"

Zhou Changmei shouted angrily, put his hands together, and then fiercely divided on both sides. The surging internal strength suddenly turned to the bottom, and then suddenly separated. The huge tearing force tore a hole out of the ground. As the internal strength poured like seawater into the crack, sure enough, the farmer also fell into the crack with the internal strength.

Zhou Changmei is happy and his hands are closed.

The crack that can plug in a person suddenly closes!

But at the moment when the crack closed, as the internal force in the crack was squeezed out, the farmer who had clearly fallen into the crack flew out again. The scene was like a blowout torrent with a ball floating on it, no matter how violent the shaking was.

Many people would play a game when they were young, fold a section of wheat straw, and then hold it in their mouth with their head back. Put a soybean on the wheat straw. As soon as they blow, the soybean will float up and fall without blowing. I don't know how many people spent their childhood in such boring but fun games. At this time, the farmer is the soybean.

Zhou Changmei's face changed again. He vaguely guessed who the man was. Because of this, his face became more and more dignified.

After meditating for a moment, he suddenly took back his cultivation strength. The farmer really floated towards him with his inner strength. Seeing this scene, Zhou Changmei was happy again and suddenly strengthened his strength. The inner strength returned to him like the ebb tide, while the farmer always stepped on the tide and floated with it.

Seeing that the farmer was about to return to Zhou Changmei with his internal strength, Zhou Changmei hit his right fist fiercely, and his previous internal strength returned. The internal strength of this fist rushed forward. In contrast, how fast! The farmer stepped on his inner strength and couldn't avoid the blow anyway.

However, the next second, when the fist was about to touch the farmer's body, he stretched out his hand and looked forward. When he was about to touch the fist, his body suddenly turned. The fist was attracted to turn around his body, and then hit Zhou Changmei hard!

Such a means of borrowing force is unimaginable!

The distance is too close. The boxing style of this fist is from sending out to turning back, that is, in the blink of an eye. Zhou Changmei can't avoid it, so he can only punch again and block out his previous boxing style.

However, to his horror, the fist style of the second fist was once again led away by the man. The farmer turned his body again. The fist style was like a blindfolded donkey, obediently turned a circle and came back and hit Zhou Changmei's face again!

Zhou Changmei was shocked. He couldn't avoid the first fist. The second fist came faster than the first fist. The two boxing styles were mixed together with a momentum that even Zhou Changmei had to fear. At the critical moment, Zhou Changmei's body was fierce back, and Kan Kan hid the fist.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the inner strength of the previous wave came back.

Click!

Zhou Changmei's legs were directly swept off by his previous move. His knees couldn't bear the great power. He broke directly towards the back. His leg bones stabbed out of his muscles, and white was still hung with bright red blood. The big wave was several meters high, but it was trampled by the farmer, so it was pressed down a lot. If it hadn't been trampled down, I can't say that his move would have ruined his own life.

But it's not over yet

The waves swept away his legs. The farmer jumped down from his inner strength, stretched out his hand to press down, and then rushed forward. The magnificent inner strength ran honestly behind his palm, and soon condensed into a very solid inner strength sword. The farmer turned back and opened his palm, and the inner strength sword stabbed into Zhou Changmei's back heart, Then he came out of his chest.

These were all Zhou Changmei's own moves. Whether it was the waves washing sand before or the two boxing styles behind, they were all his own. The farmer didn't exert any internal strength from beginning to end. But it was Zhou Changmei's own move, which was used after being washed and combined by the farmer. It was much more powerful!

The inner strength penetrated from the front chest of Zhou Changmei, and the blood in the big blood hole at the mouth of the bowl flowed out like a blood waterfall.

Zhou Changmei, who knelt on the ground, didn't want to believe that he was the one who killed himself.

He looked down at the hole in his heart and looked at the farmer behind him with great difficulty: "are you the Liandan who is called not to take action in the Jianghu?"

"Yes"

The farmer nodded.

"I used to..."

Poof!

Zhou Changmei sprayed a mouthful of blood and said with a bitter smile: "when I heard your name, I was curious about how you killed so many powerful opponents without taking action. It's unreasonable... Now I finally understand that you can't take action because you don't have any cultivation ability at all. All your offensives are borrowed from the enemy..."

"That's right"

The farmer slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "it's good to win again... I'm worried every time I fight with people. I don't have the ability to cultivate myself. If this is spread, many people can kill me. My enemy only needs to hire a few strong ordinary men. I'm afraid I can't stop it. Fortunately... All those who know my secret are dead."

Zhou Changmei's eyes flashed a touch of unwilling, wow, another big mouthful of blood, and then slowly fell forward.

The farmer looked at his body and shook his head: "it's better to fight as little as possible in the future. If someone sees through my means before death, I won't live long..."

He said to himself, and then shouted in the distance, "madam, I won again. That's good. You don't have to die with me!"

The charming young woman twisted her hips and kissed the farmer on her face: "I know my man is the best. I'll reward you again tomorrow!"

The farmer smiled foolishly and looked at the village: "unexpectedly, there were only four people here. The people in Mu house didn't know that heaven is high and earth is thick. There was only one outside. If I knew so, I wouldn't tell you whether to die or live. Let's go to the village, or we won't see the end of this fight.

The young woman nodded, took the farmer's arm, and walked side by side to the village.

Zhou Changmei, the second expert of penglaizong, died outside an unknown village with his dream of prosperity and wealth and would never wake up again.