Chapter 251 (1/2)

After reading the process of the feud between the two sides, Zhang Jiangong put down the paper and said in a deep voice: ”three people can choose one-on-one fight or three-on-one group fight. The time limit is 10 minutes!”

Yanmen stood up and said in a loud voice, ”three on three, come on!” His eyes are full of anger, a set of either you die or I die.

Sun men refused to let him go, and one of them said in a cold voice: ”good, three on three, kill together!”

Zhang Jiangong stepped back and announced in a cold tone, ”Yan men Quan vs. sun men Quan, start!”

All of a sudden, the six figures rushed at each other, all the moves were Yin moves, and the movements were deadly. Several breathing Kung Fu, Yan door a person stuffy hum, was hit in the shoulder, shoulder joint dislocation.

However, he tried to endure the pain and fought with the people of sun clan with one hand.

The two sides have the same combat capacity and the same number of people, so no one can take advantage of it in the time of battle. In less than a minute, there was a man who was knocked to the ground and convulsed all over. He was hit in the temple, and he could not see it.

At this time, Zhang Jun's body was in a flash, and he came to the man and pointed at the other side's temples. A ray of vitality into it, and dark transport nine strength of the broken bones and muscles one by one to restore, live menstrual stasis.

After treatment, he ordered people to lift it down and return to the imperial chair to watch the war.

The wounded were Yanmen. The remaining two were greatly grateful to see that their companions were saved by the Wulin alliance leader. They roared at the same time and launched a fierce attack on the enemy.

One of the members of the sun clan was seriously injured. At the moment, he was finally unable to hold on. He was swept away by his opponent. After landing, his blood gushed wildly and his internal organs were severely damaged.

Zhang Jun walked past, secretly crossing the vitality, with the help of one Yang finger and nine strength of medical treatment for him. Immediately, the seriously injured man opened his eyes and nodded gratefully to Zhang Jun.

People are shocked to see that Zhang Jun's medical skills are so excellent that he can save the seriously injured people with a few strokes. What kind of medical skills is this? It is said that the medical teacher of the Wulin alliance leader is an old immortal monster who has lived for more than 100 years. Is it true?

After a few minutes, Yan men and sun men fell to the ground one after another. Their bodies were covered with blood, and each of them had broken several bones. Their internal organs were injured, and their combat effectiveness was completely lost.

Zhang Jun still went forward in silence to control the injuries of the four people. Then he looked at the two sides lying on the ground and asked, ”now that you have fought, do you still have hatred in your heart?”

One of the Yan men sighed and said, ”thank you for your help. I have no hatred in my heart. The conflict in those years was also wrong by my Yan family. Let it be the past. ”

The people of the sun clan also expressed emotion and said, ”the great kindness of the alliance leader, we will never forget it! As for the former hatred, we have already fought against it, and we have been cleared since then. ”

”Good!” Zhang Jun nodded, ”take it up and put it down. This is the husband. Please!”

People from both sides left the scene with the support of their own disciples. Although their injuries were serious, they had been cured by Zhang Jun, and they were not in danger of life. Even their skills would not be affected. This is a great kindness, which can not be repaid in a lifetime.

Then Zhang Jiangong announced the beginning of the second battle, in which there was only one person on both sides. One was seventy-eight, the other was eighty. Although they were in good spirits, they were old after all.

The two old men stare at each other for five minutes. All of a sudden, the 70 year old man sighed and said, ”Lao Zhao, you and I were good friends from the same family. At the beginning, we had a dispute over the trivial matter of chicken feathers. This fight has lasted for 50 years. You killed my apprentice, and I killed your apprentice. What did you get in the end? ”

The octogenarian clenched his fist, and his face was angry. He said in a voice of hatred: ”it's all here. Why do you say more? Come on!”

The 70 year old man gave a sad smile and said, ”I'm 78 years old. How many years can I live? As a matter of fact, I've already opened my eyes, Lao Zhao, I'll give you justice today! ”

With that, he suddenly raised his hand and clapped his head back on his forehead. He heard a ”pa” sound. The famous Wulin master fell down with his head up and lost his breath.

Octogenarians stay, he fought with each other all his life, hate a lifetime, what is the pursuit? Is that what happened today? He walked slowly to the 70 year old man and suddenly burst into tears.

I don't know when, Zhang Jun appeared beside him and asked, ”can there still be hatred?”

”People are dead, where to hate?” ”He is my younger brother,” the octogenarian said coldly

Zhang Jun nodded and suddenly bent down at the brow of the 70 year old man. The old man jumped like an electric shock and then slowly opened his eyes.

It turned out that when he committed suicide just now, out of subconscious self-protection, the palm was not heavy, and he could only knock himself out. Of course, if it wasn't for Zhang Jun's help, he would have died.

When the octogenarian stayed, he bowed his hand to Zhang Jun: ”thank you very much.” Bending down to help the younger martial brother, he sighed, ”younger martial brother, I also want to understand that I don't hate you any more.”