C243 (1/2)

Before Hua Qianlou arrived at the ”Death Prison!” Jin Fei had told him before that that place wasn't a prison, but a hell! Since the day the death prison was established, no one had been able to walk out of it alive.

Jin Yan stared blankly out of the window. Jin Fei had given Hua Qianlou a month's time to go to the ”death prison” to find the Hong Gate Token. Would Hua QianXun really be able to find the Hongmen Token? Could he really walk out of the death prison in a month's time? Jin Yan didn't dare to think about it! Rain dripped down, wetting the windows. She knew that his mind was the same as the weather he was in now, already filled with gloom. In his heart, Jin Yan prayed to the heavens: ”Oh my god! Please bless the flowers! ”

Just as Fan Wuyou was about to step out to boost his morale, Hua Qianlou flicked his wrist and brandished his knife to meet him head-on. As long as they could take down the leader, the rest of the lackeys would ignore them.

”Dang!” A crisp sound of a knife hitting something was heard. Sparks flew in all directions.

As the second strongest expert under the bald man in the East District, Fan Wuyou naturally had his own abilities. The blade spun like a wheel under his command, and it actually looked several times more powerful than Hua Qianlou. Actually, his more powerful technique was called ”Seven Injury Fist”. It was because of this boxing style that Fan Wu Hai had turned into his current sickly appearance.

Fan Xian was determined to kill Hua Qianlou today. If he did not pull the nail in his eye, the East District's reputation would be completely wiped out. As for his own reputation, it would also fall into the hands of this youth.

Both of them were experts in zhenqi, and after dozens of exchanges, Hua Qianlou was starting to find it unbearable. This was because not only did he have to face the tiger-like Fan Xian head on, he also had to block the sneak attacks of the small fry. With a swoosh, Hua Qianlou's left arm was cut by a knife and blood immediately flowed out. The lackey Luo shouted excitedly, ”Boss, I've hit him!” As soon as he shouted, everyone discovered that his arm had been cut off by Hua Qianlou, and his entire left arm had been chopped off.

”F * ck!” Taking advantage of the moment Hua Qianlou turned around, Fan Wuyou used his Seven Injury Fists and struck towards his chest like a bolt of lightning. Hua QianXun staggered a few steps, but before he could regain his balance, another group of people came at him with blades in their hands. Hua QianXun had no choice but to roll to the side and dodge them.

The sound of the knife hitting the ground made a jingling sound, as if the sound was urging one's life to go. Hua QianXun charged left and right in the midst of the countless blades of light. However, he had the courage to be monogamous and was surrounded by these people, impenetrable by the rain and wind. Just now, caught off guard, he had been punched by Fan Wuyou. He felt as if his chest had been set ablaze.

Fan Wu Hai smiled coldly at Hua Qian Xun, ”What do you think? It doesn't feel good to be killed in turns, does it? ”

Hua Qianlou placed his blade on the ground and looked at Fan Wuyou, saying: ”Hmph! ”To think that you practiced the Seven Injury Fist!”

”Kid, you know what's good for you!” With that said, Fan Wuyou had already discarded the saber in his hand, and was swinging his fist with all his might towards Hua Qianlou. Every punch he sent out would be accompanied by the sound of a tiger's roar. Chu Yunfei had only heard of this Seven Injury Fists before. He never expected that there was actually such a powerful martial art in ancient China. Although this Fan Wuyou did not manage to clear ”Director Ren!” His two meridians had reached the level of an ”Earth Grade Martial Arts Expert”, but his Seven Injury Fist was extremely powerful. Hua QianXun did not dare to receive his Seven Injury Fists head-on, and did not even dare to use his defensive qi barrier lightly!

After a torrential barrage of attacks, Hua Qianlou had been forced into a corner by Fan Wuji and the people from the East District.

Fan Xian commanded everyone to back away as he began to condense the true energy within his body, preparing for his final attack. This attack would definitely be a fatal one for Hua QianXun.

However, Hua Qian Xun had an extremely powerful trump card, which was his own ”Six Solar Palms of Heavenly Mountain!”. Fan Wu Shen suddenly gathered the true energy in his body, secretly concentrating the energy into his fist, and said coldly, ”Zheng Hua An!” ”Go die!” Finished speaking, he rushed towards Hua Qianlou like a bolt of lightning.

With a movement of his body, he instantly appeared in front of Hua Qianlou. Just as Hua Qianlou felt the incoming fist wind, he instinctively condensed the Astral Qi within his body. ”Boom!” With a 'bang', Fan Wuyou's fist landed heavily on the protective qi barrier that Hua Qianlou had created.

”Swoosh!”

Hua QianXun's True Divine Spirit was actually shattered, but it was not completely destroyed! He quickly switched the knife in his hand from his right hand to his left, then abruptly struck out three times with his right. These three strikes did not have the slightest foreboding in advance, and the power contained within them was simply too powerful. The overlapping three palms seemed to have landed heavily on Fan Xian's chest. Suddenly, like an autumn leaf, Fan Wuyou was struck, and flew far away. Finally, he fell from the sky with a clatter.

When the people from the East District saw that Fan Xian's chest had completely caved in and blood was pouring out of his body, they knew that even if Warren was still alive, he wouldn't be able to save him.

Ah!” Second Brother is dead, Second Brother is dead!

The remaining people of the East District were terrified.

At this moment, with a loud bang, the bathhouse's door was slammed open. A dozen prisoners carrying steel bars rushed in from outside. Hua QianXun was shocked. The one leading the prisoners was actually Tang Niu?

Tang Niu rushed to Hua Qianlou's side. Seeing that his body was covered in blood, he asked in concern, ”Brother, are you alright?”

Hua Qianlou shook his head and asked, ”Why are you here?”

Tang Niu pointed behind him. ”These brothers are all here for you!” They are not in prison, they are untouchable. ”

The dozen or so people, who had received quite a bit of support from the East District, upon seeing that Fan Wuyou had been beaten to death by Hua Qianlou, all shouted together, ”Boss! ”Boss!”

Hua Qianlou was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. No matter where he went, he was born to be a ”boss”. Upon hearing this inspiring voice, he heroically said, ”Good! Brothers, kill! ”

This new batch of warriors quickly joined the battle. These people were all admiring Hua Qianlou because they had been bullied for a long time, and because of this, their rebellious natures were completely aroused.