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- Zhou Qishan and the others looked at Li Wenchan dumbfounded, and they no longer knew what words to use to describe Li Wenchan's realm.
With such means, let alone Bu Canghai, even if the five giants of the Hongmen came together, they would die without a place to die.
Even the Fifth Patriarch of Shaolin, who founded Hongmen, would bow down when he saw this scene.
What is invincible?
This is!
Just the power of a finger is already so terrifying, so what about the full force?
In the whole world, who can stop Li Wenchan?
"What kind of existence did I provoke"
Eight-faced Buddha, the emperor of the subterranean land who traversed Burma and Burma, was shaking like chaff at this moment. How could he have imagined that just catching Lin Xiao would provoke such a person.
It's like catching an ant, only to find a real dragon.
Even if it is a TV series, I dare not shoot like this.
"Immortal Master, spare my life, Immortal Master, spare my life!"
The Eight-faced Buddha knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll leave your life to my brother!" Li Wenchan shouted at Lin Xiao, "Lin Xiao, don't wake up yet!"
With this drink, he used his magic power.
Just like the power of the Taoist mantra, it has the effect of refreshing the brain.
Originally, Lin Xiao was still a little demented, but when he heard this drink, his mind suddenly recovered, as if seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mists, and gradually recovered.
"Li LiAsk Zen?"
When he woke up and saw Li Wenchan in front of him, he couldn't believe it.
"It's me, I'm here to save you." Li Wenchan said with a smile, "I know you have a lot to ask, I'll talk about it later. I'll leave this Eight-faced Buddha to you, and you can do whatever you want."
Hearing this, Lin Xiao looked at the Eight-faced Buddha suddenly, and bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable.
In the past few months, he has been tortured by the eight-faced Buddha.
"Dog thief!"
With a roar, he rode directly on the eight-faced Buddha, clenched his fists, and slammed down like a storm, with every punch he gave his best, hitting the flesh.
He was born with great strength, and now he shot with anger, how could the Eight-faced Buddha be able to withstand it?
Seeing blood splatter, the Eight-faced Buddha was beaten to death by his fist, his face was disfigured, and even his brain was beaten out.
Zhou Qishan and Bu Tengyun next to them felt ashamed, knowing that they would die today.
"Call your dad and ask him to save you."
At this time, Li Wenchan said lightly.
He intends to cut the weeds and root them out.
Although the martial arts master is an ant to him, his friends and family are all ordinary people, which is a threat after all.
Bu Tengyun didn't dare to refuse, even if it was just a tiny bit of hope of survival, he wanted to seize it, so he quickly dialed the phone, and a thick and stern voice came from there:
"Teng Yun, where have you gone? If you don't practice martial arts well, you won't be seen all day long!"
Bu Tengyun's heart trembled, mist appeared in his eyes: "Dad, I"
"Huh? Is something wrong?"
Bu Canghai, who was on the opposite side, immediately sensed that something was wrong, and his voice turned into concern.
"Dad! Don't avenge me!"
After he finished yelling, without giving the other party a chance to answer, he squeezed the phone and it shattered.
Then he patted his own Tianling Gai with the palm of his hand.
He was a martial artist with external strength, and with a single palm, a stone could be smashed, not to mention his own head, bleeding from all seven orifices on the spot, and he died suddenly.
"He's a filial son."
Li Wenchan turned his eyes and looked at Zhou Qishan again.
Zhou Qishan smiled miserably: "Forget it, I walked on this path, and I never thought that I would die well one day. At least, I didn't die of old age on the sick bed, and it was my honor to die by your hands. In the end, there was someone who didn't like me. Please, I hope it will come true!"
"Tell me."
He glanced at Lin Xiao, and said: "This old man is the last person to practice Tiger Roaring Fist. I don't want this boxing to be broken. If possible, I hope he can learn Tiger Roaring Fist. He is a born good seed. Fist I can leave the score to him, and all my experience is also written on it."
"Before you died, did you still think about the inheritance of martial arts?" Li Wenchan looked at him with admiration.
He found that these martial arts practitioners had a lot of backbone.
Previously, A Yue was willing to cut off his own arm to make amends for Lord Bao.
Bu Tengyun didn't want his father to die, he would rather commit suicide.
now??/A traitor, with a discredited reputation, is like a street rat.
And who is Fang Heng?
The son of the richest man in Lin'an, rich and powerful, what would he use to fight against Fang Heng?
At that time, he also realized that Fang Heng was determined to kill him. If he didn't disappear, Fang Heng might not stop. At that time, his family and friends would be in danger.
That's why he went to Kunlun and committed suicide.
"This Fang Heng is really vicious!"
Wang Yuehan said indignantly, she didn't expect that Li Wenchan had suffered so many grievances, and she couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
"My revenge has already been avenged, but Fang Heng's, have you avenged it?" Lin Xiao asked.
"Not yet, I have only been back for a few days, and Chen Fan said something happened to you, so he came to you first."
Li Wenchan flicked his nails, "But this time when I go back, I will make a decision and let Fang Heng pay blood!"
"Hehe, then he is doomed, and I will send him a wreath at that time!" Lin Xiao sneered.
Who is Li Wenchan?
? With the power of one person, the big poisonous / owl eight-faced Buddha was trampled out.
No matter how powerful Fang Heng's Fang family is, in front of Li Wenchan, they are like a mantis' arms, vulnerable to a single blow.
After getting off the plane.
Li Wenchan went straight home.
He has been in Burma for the past few days, and this girl Li Shiyu calls him every day, one in the morning, one in the middle of the night, one in the evening, for fear that he will not come back.
Just after he got home.
I saw the door of the house was wide open.
"Fang Yue, don't bully people too much."
Inside the house, Li Xiangnan's angry voice came.
"Hahahaha, stop talking nonsense, so what if I bully you? Li Xiangnan, if you don't pay back the money today, I will break your other leg again!"
Fang Yue wore a gold chain and had tattoos all over his body. He sat on the sofa with a golden sword, arrogance.
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