Chapter 509： reward (2/2)
The four of Zhao Jiang met in the dense forest outside the city, all of them were indifferent and the atmosphere was depressed.
Zhao Jiang hummed: ”Fucked!”
”Uncle Zhao, what should I do?” Zhang Lingfeng gritted his teeth, his face full of face: ”I was cheated by him, this guy is too cunning!”
They thought that wheel wars would bring him down, but in the end they broke down first.
Fortunately, he didn't want to kill himself. Otherwise, the four of them were afraid of their lives at this moment. If they think about it, they will feel that their brains are magically impaired.
The key is that he pretends to look like he is going to fall down at any time. He only needs to add one palm to build his strength, one palm after another, and the result is still holding up!
”How deep is his skill in the end!” Li Gushen said, ”Why can I take so many thunder palms!”
They couldn't think about it. The power of Tian Lei's palm was clear to them. Ordinary people couldn't catch it. He took more than a hundred palms. Think of it as if it was chilling. .
They couldn't imagine how they could catch more than a hundred of Thunderbolts.
”Shouldn't his martial arts be so strong?” Qi Zimo frowned. ”Otherwise, you don't need to make a hard connection and just knock us down!”
”Let's go,” Zhao Jiang hummed.
”Just going back to the mountain so bleakly?” Qi Zimo said busyly.
”Kill him?”
”If four people join forces, there is still a glimmer of hope.”
”Forget it,” Zhao Jiang hummed. ”I really want to take another shot, and our life is not guaranteed!”
”Well ... it's too shameful, too shameful!” Zhang Lingfeng sighed. ”Four did not manage to clean him up. What did you say to Huishan?”
”It's a shame, are you afraid of others?” Zhao Jiang hummed. ”None of us are opponents!”
Tianlei palms were used, but he still couldn't help it, and the magic of Yin Yin was useless to him, as if he was born to restrain them.
”Uncle Mo, they will be very angry.” Zhang Lingfeng said.
Qi Zimo said: ”Don't mention the second child, he has planted it himself, so he won't allow others to lose?”
”Let's go.” Zhao Jiangshen said in a voice, ”Back to the mountain and report it, think of a way to receive him under the mountain and become a disciple of Ziyun Mountain!”
”Ah-?” Zhang Lingfeng's eyes widened.
Zhao Jiangdao: ”He can see through the phantom, and can also block the thunder palm, these are the most suitable candidates for studying our martial arts in Ziyun Mountain.”
”We are enemies.”
”An enemy can be resolved without an enemy.”
”Since Meng Jian and Uncle Mo died in his hands, they have to practice from scratch.”
”The disciples' personal grievances, the martial arts will not be more control.”
”... Um ..., it depends on whether others are willing!” Zhang Lingfeng said.
Zhao Jiangdao: ”As long as the sincerity is sufficient, he will be willing, our Ziyun Mountain is not the state government house, nor is it Anwang mansion!”
Qi Zimo touched his jaw and said nothing.
Li Gudao: ”Uncle Zhao, really want to lead him into the mountain?”
Zhao Jiang looked at Qi Zimo: ”Master Qi has heard of it, right?”
Qi Zimo slowly said, ”Well ~ ~ I didn't expect this qualification in this world.”
”What qualifications?” Zhang Lingfeng said busyly.
Qi Zimo said: ”If he has practiced our martial arts in Ziyun Mountain, it will be a perfect match, and the top masters are within reach!”
Zhao Jiang nodded: ”The Holy Religion is getting stronger and stronger, and the trend of going south is irresistible. We also need to strengthen our strength.”
”Let's go back to the mountain!” Qi Zimo sank.
In the early morning of the next day, Chu Li sat on the couch cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Xu An.
Xu Ning was showing Xu An outside the practice yard, followed by an old monk in yellow clothes, tall and burly, lion-nosed tigers, sharp and formidable.
However, he realized that it was Xuan ’s Master Kongfa. (To be continued.) Vote for the previous chapter ← Chapter list → Bookmark the next chapte