Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Sci-fi -> Dark martial arts world

Volume 1: First Entering the World of Martial Arts Chapter 143: Bad guys never end well

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    [I have something to do at noon, so this chapter has been posted in advance. Please save it and recommend it.] "Stop talking nonsense and let me meet you." Monk Shengdi Wu Gong is the leader of the five. At this time, he can't hold it anymore and jumps out first.  .  Zhou Chen looked calm and walked slowly off the bow of the boat. Then he suddenly flashed, and like a gust of wind, he broke into the middle of the five monks.  "It's too much trouble to come one by one, so come together!" "Boy, don't be so arrogant!" "You are so shameless!" "You are looking for death!" "" The monks shouted angrily and came up to attack.  Zhou Chen saw one monk standing on each side in front of him. When he turned his head, there were three more behind him and on both sides, for a total of five monks, surrounding him in the middle.  For a moment, the force of the fist and palm overflowed. Shan Yong also pulled out the bloody knife behind him and walked around the perimeter with a ferocious expression. Occasionally, he swung the knife out, with a tragic and ferocious aura, and continuously attacked Zhou Chen secretly.  Bang bang bang!  Zhou Chen waved his hands, using fists and palms at the same time. Facing the siege from all directions, he seemed to be able to do it with ease. He turned his body and suddenly punched the monk Shengdi.  The fist wind carries a violent sound that breaks through the air. It seems to be huge and difficult to defeat.  The faces of all the monks changed, and they secretly thought that this man should not be underestimated.  Shengyi didn't know Zhou Chen's depth, so he didn't want to take risks with his own body, so he turned sideways to avoid it.  Unexpectedly, this earth-shattering punch suddenly lost its initial momentum halfway through and became ordinary. Zhou Chen laughed loudly, and with a sway, he passed by Shengdi and came to a monk.  , shot out with one palm.  Poof!  In the middle of the monk's Tianling Cap, it was like a watermelon breaking into pieces, red and white things spurting out in all directions, and the dead body fell to the ground.  An evil wind suddenly rose behind him. Zhou Chen flew forward without retreating from the ground beneath his feet, and at the same time, he punched out suddenly.  There was a muffled bang, hitting the chest of the sneak attack behind him. There was a hint of force in the fist. There was a crisp crack, and the sternum was broken. Blood spurted from the mouth and nose of the monk behind him. He was knocked back more than ten feet and fell to the ground without making a sound.  .  In just a blink of an eye, two fights, one palm and one punch killed two people in a row. Baoxiang's eyes twitched, his heart was horrified, and his body that was originally moving forward became hesitant and slow.  "Boy, you deserve to die." A loud shout rang out from the side. Shan Yong slashed at Zhou Chen with a knife. The sword was so powerful that he wished he could split the boy in front of him in half.  Zhou Chen laughed and said, "You're good to go." He could be seen swaying left and right, forward and back, making it difficult to tell where his figure was. Shanyong's blood-sword slashing sword had already lost Zhou Chen's hand halfway.  Figure, the next moment, Zhou Chen suddenly appeared behind him, jumped close, and punched out. This punch was silent, moving very quickly, and silently landed on Shan Yong's back.  Shan Yong's eyes suddenly widened, his face turned red, and then suddenly turned pale. He shouted "Ah", took a few steps forward, and fell to his knees. Blood gushed out from his mouth, mixed with some dark purple internal organs fragments.  .  Baoxiang's heart was beating wildly, and he felt that the handsome young man in front of him seemed to be possessed by the god of death. Originally, his smile was kind and gentle, which made people fall in love with him, but now that smile was in Baoxiang's mind.  No matter how you look at it, it feels like it has turned into the grim smile of the God of Death, cruel, cold and bloodthirsty.  Zhou Chen and Shengdi were fighting at the same place. He jumped up and struck hard with his fist. Shengdi caught his punch, took a step back, took another punch, took another step back, received the third punch, and had already retreated half a foot away.  His arms were shaking, his eyes were red, and his features were red and bloodshot.  ¡°Again!¡± Shengdi roared and punched out for the fourth time.  The fifth punch!  The sixth punch!  The seventh punch! ????????????????????????????????????????????????????? By the time of the tenth punch, Shengyi¡¯s arms had become twisted, his finger bones were exposed, and blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, like a stream.  Bang!  With the eleventh punch, Shengdi was shocked to death on the spot.  Baoxiang screamed loudly, turned around and ran away.  Zhou Chen turned around, with a cold look in his eyes, and punched the fleeing monk Baoxiang three times in a row.  Bang bang bang!  The power of the fist is surging, like a defeat.  Baoxiang staggered a few more steps, then took another step back. His body was swaying, as if he was drunk. He struggled forward, trying to stay away from the slaughtering place, but with every step he took, his feet were swaying.  It was as if he was dragging a huge boulder, his steps were extremely heavy. After struggling for six or seven steps, he gasped for breath, his legs gradually bent, and he fell to the ground. He could no longer stand up, and then his body twisted and twitched several times on the ground.  , then it doesn¡¯t move.  The night wind was blowing all around, and only blood filled the air    Bang!  After a long time, the bamboo pennant in the old boatman's hand fell to the ground, breaking the silence around him. His palms were trembling and shaking, and his mouth seemed to be crazy, muttering incessantly.  "Deaddead, thisthis isall dead." Zhang Hanzi didn't have as much fear and anxiety as he did. After the initial discomfort of seeing blood, he now smiled happily  stand up.  "Die a good death, die a good death, rob my fish, don't give me money, and beat people, these are the bad guys, bad guys don't have a good end" "Bang!"  The old boatman slapped Zhang Hanzi on the head.  "Uncle Wang, why are you hitting me again?" "Shut up, you stupid idiot, you know what the hell, dead people are fun." "What's wrong with dead people?" Zhang Hanzi scratched his head in confusion.  "Sigh" The old boatman really couldn't explain it clearly to a fool. He raised his head and pointed: "Look at them." Zhang fool was stunned, turned his head and looked back, and saw on the river in the distance,  Two fishing boats were rowing desperately across the river.  "What's going on with them? Why are they running away?" It turned out that there were three fishing boats parked under the willow tree. When the five evil monks from the Blood Knife Sect came, the fishermen on the other two boats saw their ferocity and had already quietly unmoored and went downstream.  Down, left the shore and watched in the river.  When they got to the shore and the murderous monk was killed, these fishermen were so frightened that they never dared to return. They simply fled in a boat and seemed to be far away from this place of right and wrong.  "When you encounter a serious case like murder, do you think you can get away with it? If the government officers catch you and cross the hot hall, they will peel off your skin first. You should go home as soon as possible. You can't stay here any longer." "I  "You haven't eaten yet?" "Go quickly, you will die if you miss one meal. If you don't want your mother to see you being arrested by the police, don't leave." When the old man mentioned Zhang Hanzi's mother, this guy definitely didn't.  Read the mantra.  "Then let me go, let's row the boat" When Zhou Chen turned around, the only boat left on the shore was the old man. It was not that the old man had never thought of quietly driving away.  But as soon as this thought came up, when I thought of Zhou Chen's neatness when killing people, I immediately put this tempting thought to death in my heart.  He really doesn¡¯t dare now!
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report