call!

While watching the map in my mind, Zhang Yekong kept running in the forest.

In just half an hour, Zhang Yekong ran at least a distance and had arrived at the center of the forest.

“Huh?”

After leaping again, a small yellow dot appeared on the map that was originally covered with red dots.

Someone!

The forward figure shook in the sky, then swam around, drew a graceful arc, landed on the tree pole under him, and hid directly in the extremely dense leaves.

At the same time, taking a deep breath, Zhang Yekong said softly: "Tortoise Breathing!"

When he was discovered because of his breathing for the first time, Zhang Yekong certainly would not be careless for the second time. He took a deep breath and completely slowed down his breathing, or even stopped.

As the breathing slowed down, the blood and heartbeat flowing in Zhang Yekong's body seemed to have been affected and began to fall rapidly, and it soon dropped to an extremely low level.

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Swish! Swish!

Just as Zhang Yekong was about to finish, several yellow dots appeared on the map in his mind, and he quickly ran towards his position.

Several black clothes fell directly under the tree stud where Zhang Yekun was. Several people quickly looked at each other.

One of the men in black whose ears were much larger than ordinary people had a puzzled look, "How come there is no one? I clearly heard the sound of footsteps, although it was very light, and the position was quite far away."

"San Young Master, did you hear it wrong?"

"Impossible. The seat I am standing on is just above the wind. Once there is a sound, it will be quickly transmitted to my ears with the sound of the wind."

"Can it be a bird passing by?"

After looking around and confirming that there was no sound, the man in black with slightly larger ears said helplessly: "This, it's possible."

"I said, "San Young Master, you are too nervous, aren't you? I don't know what it is, so I called us all here. If that person takes advantage of this time, I'll see how you explain to your brother, the eldest master, and the third elder." Obviously, although the others were a little dissatisfied with the man in black who called them all over, they still said implicitly.

When he heard the other party's implicit questioning, the man in black named Zhao Peng suddenly looked ugly and embarrassed on his face. He opened his mouth but did not speak.

"Okay, if the third young master is fine, we will go back first." Without continuing to blame Zhao Peng, the gathered man in black looked at each other, "The eldest young master asked Zhao Tian and the others to track each other in four directions, and there should be a result back soon. We will go back each other, keep our positions to avoid being scrambled by him."

In an instant, several people gathered ran back in the direction they came, and disappeared from the map of Zhang Yezun in a flash.

"Is it really my illusion? It's impossible. I've never missed it since I learned it." However, Zhao Peng, who informed the men in black, did not leave at the first time, and said with deep doubts and confusion on his face: "I clearly heard the rhythmic and long-lasting way of hearing my heartbeat, breathing, and footsteps. It's obvious that he is a master, and it's impossible that he is a so-called bird. Besides, if the bird is like, there will be such a loud noise?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Peng not only turned his gaze around, but began to observe the surroundings carefully.

Looking down below, the man in black who was constantly looking for human traces that might exist, Zhang Yekong, who was hiding among the leaves, couldn't help but turn his eyes.

Name: Zhao Peng.

Body value: 140.

Mental value: 80.

Cultivation level: ninth level of training, top level.

Physical strength: the power of the nine ox.

The exercises learned: unknown.

As the detection was released, Zhang Yekong quickly learned all the information about Zhao Peng below, and there was a faint cold light in his eyes. Not to mention other people in black for now, this person must be killed. He was a hundred meters away and sensed the other party from the map, and stopped and immediately found a place to hide. However, the other party said that he not only heard his footsteps, but also heard his heartbeat and breathing. Although one hundred meters is not very far, you should know that Zhang Yekong is in the forest, and there are not two big trees between them, but very many. Even if the other party really stands at a high place and listens to the sound of the wind, it is impossible to hear Zhang Yekong's heartbeat and breathing in the forest, who has not felt the wind at all, right?

And listening to his words just now, it was obvious that the reason why Zhao Peng could hear his arrival was not because his ears were bigger than ordinary people and his own talent was born. It was a kind of listening skill, or martial arts.

Finally, it is this person's identity. Although those people are obviously not weak in strength, they call him the third young master with great respect, which is enough to show that the other party's identity is very noble.

At that moment, Zhang Yekong looked at the little marten who was leisurely on his shoulders without revealing any breath. After confirming that it would not expose itself, the blood and energy in his body fluctuated slightly, and floated down from under the tree pole without any breath of fireworks, and looked for Zhao Peng, a man in black who was looking for his traces below, and floated over without hesitation.

“It’s rainy.”

The palms of both hands floated up at the same time, slowly forming a palm shadow in front of him, sweeping the fallen leaves and the rotating breeze together, like a natural wind between heaven and earth, floating towards the vest of the man in black.

"Who?"

When Zhang Yekong was about to hit Zhao Peng's vest, the hearing that surpassed ordinary people made Zhao Peng, who was concentrating on finding human traces, reacted. His face changed drastically. Zhao Peng kicked forward with a sudden step, trying to get himself out of Zhang Yekong's attack distance.

Unfortunately, Zhao Peng encountered the most suitable Taiyin hand for sneak attacks, and it was not the first style of the gust of wind, but the second style of the gust of rain, which was even more powerful and had a smaller sound.

Bang, bang, bang.

Like rain and wind, it splashed down. While Zhao Peng was avoiding it, he hit his vest without falling.

Spine, three palms.

One palm each of the shoulder blades and waist.

"puff!"

The forward step turned into a staggering step. After rushing forward for only two steps, he opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

A rosy face turned into a white and desolate moment.

Although the power is not as terrifying as Xuan Chongquan, the blessing of the Taiyin Hand and the palm power close to the power of the Qi Niu destroyed Zhao Peng's internal organs and bones in an instant.

Even the toughest spine of the human body is still cracked with Zhang Yekong's vicious three palms.

His steps suddenly paused, and Zhao Peng, who had a dim expression, turned his head with a look of disbelief and madness, and looked at the person who attacked him. After seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, Zhao Peng's eyes were directly disbelief and shocked the next moment.

Young, too young. At most, he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and even had tenderness and youth on his face. He was obviously still a minor boy. And he was only a little bit older and could only enter the existence of strengthening his body. He was beaten to death by his palm?

"Damn little bastard!" A look of madness and ferociousness on his face. After he came to his senses, he knew that he was finished and completely finished. The reason why he was able to stand at this moment was entirely because the stimulating blood and energy had not yet calmed down. Once it was calmed down, he would become a vegetable and disabled person.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and howled, and Zhao Peng rushed towards Zhang Yekong like crazy.

He was severely injured by Zhang Yekong, but he could see Zhang Yekong's strength at a glance, but it was only the first level of the training. Although he didn't know why the first level of the training had such terrifying destructive power, he was not interested in knowing that at this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, that was to let Zhang Yekong lose his life.

"Huh~!"

He opened his mouth and sucked suddenly, looking at Zhao Peng, who was crazy because of his injuries and rushed towards him desperately because of his madness, Zhang Yekong shone with a sharp light on his eyes, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Xuan Chong Fist."

He suddenly raised his right fist and hit Zhao Peng directly.

"Xuan Chongquan? Are you from the Zhang family?" When Zhao Peng heard the name of Zhang Yekong's move, he suddenly shrank, "There are more than Mobeixia from the Zhang family? Are there anyone else?"

Of course, after this idea appeared in Zhao Peng's mind, it disappeared in an instant.

Instead, deeper and deeper murderous intent are replaced.

He wanted to take revenge and let Zhang Yekong stay here at all costs and accompany him for his life.

"If it were the head of the Zhang family, I might be scared, but unfortunately the user is you, and I can't scare me."

At the same time, Zhao Peng had a sarcastic look on his face, and his raised fist hit Zhang Yekong without hesitation. He had heard of the horror of Zhang Jiaxuan's heavy punch, and he had heard it more than once, but the person who punched was the leader of the Zhang family, Zhang Yuwen. The unknown little man, how could Zhao Peng care about it, and how could he be afraid?

With this idea, Zhao Peng quickly realized the power of the mysterious punches he had repeatedly told in his ears and told the elders to tell them with his mouth.

First of all, you will feel that your body is getting heavy and heavy.

Then, the space that could have allowed you to run and move freely seemed to be filled with lead, and the whole person completely lost his former freedom.

Finally, you will feel a force that is not resisting and resisting, pressing towards you, and at the same time, your fist seems to hit a piece of steel bar and is shattered...

With the last consciousness, Zhao Peng looked at the fist that broke him and his chest, opened his mouth full of blood, looked at the tender figure in front of him with shock and fear.
Chapter completed!