"Old Ma, how about it?"

The two walked over and helped Ma Zongze up.

Looking at his pale and bloodless face and breathing weakly, the two of them were angry.

Ma Zongze wanted to speak, and when he opened his mouth, blood spurted out, and the white training suit was full of red.

One person grabbed his pulse and worked for a few seconds. His face changed drastically. He turned his head and cursed: "Picking that star, you are so frustrating. You are cruel enough to start. Lao Ma will compete with you. Are you useless to his kung fu?"

Ma Zongze's dantian was shattered, and his internal energy was completely dispersed.

Even if you rebuild, you will never be able to recover in this life.

Just practice and just take such a ruthless move.

"You are here for killing people, and keeping this kind of skill is also a disaster."

Chen Yang bent his palm: "If you want to fight, just as early as possible, just leave if you don't fight."

"I see how many lives you have to fight me!"

The man stood up, pulled out a nine-section whip from behind, and walked towards Chen Yang.

Another person said: "Go together."

The man hesitated for a moment and said no.

Ma Zongze can't walk a single move in his hands, and it's very dangerous to go alone.

Now, it’s a bit stupid to pay attention to rules.

The other man also took out the nine-section whip and handed Ma Zongze to the people below. He walked into the yard, one on the left and one on the right, and crossed Chen Yang.

"Don't want Bilian's old thing."

Renping was about to come, and Chen Yang said, "Sit down."

"Don't be too arrogant."

Chen Yang shook his head.

Hum? It doesn't exist.

Now he just wants to stretch his muscles and bones.

Gu Mingkun knew that Gu Yunqing could still say such words even though he had borrowed his life.

This is not taking human lives seriously.

There is no reason to speak, and they are not going to speak up.

Then Chen Yang didn't justify them, just fight.

"Hong Yihai, Yang Zhen!"

"Hong Yihai, Hong Qiu!"

The two of them reported themselves that the flowers fell for a moment, and the wind was roaring from left to right. The sound of the nine-section whip in one hand was soaring, which was very sharp.

The shadows of the nine-section whip can be seen almost in the air.

Chen Yang's left foot tilted slightly, his right forearm leaned down, his arm expanded outward, and took out the whisk from his sleeve.

The whisk was poked out with his palm and swung rapidly.

The soft whisk was almost as hard as a steel whip at this moment, shuttled through the air, whipping with the nine-section whip, making a thumping sound.

Yang Zhen and Hongqiu became more and more shocked the more they played.

"Cai Lifo Fist?"

The two of them frowned into the character "Chuan", and they couldn't believe it.

This little Taoist priest actually used Cai Lifo boxing!

Moreover, this whisk is the true meaning of Cai Lifo's Nine-section Whip.

At this point, even if you roll it up, you can be as hard as steel.

The true energy poured into the whisk, and it was not the nine-section whip in their hands at all.

They felt very humiliated.

Chen Yang used this boxing method before.

Obviously it was intentional.

Chen Yang also uses whatever they use to humiliate them.

"Old Hong!" Yang Zhen shouted, Hong Qiu tacitly walked behind Chen Yang, squatted and swung, and the nine-section whip swept Chen Yang's ankle.

"Crash!"

The nine-section whip wrapped around Chen Yang's ankle. Hong Qiu was happy and pulled hard, but he staggered forward.

He felt that what he was curling was not Chen Yang's ankle, but a huge mountain.

My own strength is as weak as an ant.

He was stunned for a moment, and Chen Yang walked backwards with his right foot, and Hong Qiu was taken forward by him and lying on the ground, ate in a bad state.

"Not the opponent, go!" Hong Qiu shouted.

The nine-section whip in Yang Zhen's hand happened to touch Chen Yang's whip. The whip looked like a sharp sword. It cut off the nine-section whip by one third.

Yang Zhen looked at the broken nine-section whip, her pupils shrank, and she shouted: "I admit defeat!"

Hong Qiu had already gotten up and ran outside.

Chen Yang ignored it and didn't even look at it. The whisk flew out of his hand and smashed it into the back of Hongqiu.

The latter groaned, his body suddenly stretched out and he smashed his face straight.

"No more fighting!" Yang Zhen shouted, looking at Chen Yang who was walking towards him step by step, his hair stood up all over his body, and threw the Jiujie whip on the ground: "No more fighting!"

Chen Yang still ignored him, and Yang Zhen felt a little embarrassed.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, if you don't want to fight, you won't fight?"

Chen Yang smiled sarcastically, and suddenly accelerated five meters away. He stepped forward with his left foot, with his body as the axis, and his right foot slanted. His body was like a giant bow with full strength and pulling like a full moon.

The right fist is the arrow on the bowstring. At this moment, the string is loose and the arrow comes out.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

His right fist hit him straight out and hit Yang Zhen.

The latter blew up and was smashed out of the door, smashing through the wall, gravel bricks and tiles covered his body.

"Hao!"

Renping, Du Changheng and others stood up at this moment, looking at Chen Yang who was punching in shock.

"This, this..."

"One punch breaks the sound barrier?"

They secretly sucked in a cold air, feeling terrible from the bottom of their hearts.

I also felt that there was a huge gap between me and Chen Yang.

In the end, he used a half-step Beng Fist, which could break the sound barrier by knocking out the half-step Beng Fist. Among his peers, I'm afraid there are really few who can compare with him.

Du Changheng smiled bitterly. He thought that he also told Chen Yang that he would challenge him when the Taoist temple opened.

Still challenging?

If you are like this, the four brothers and sisters will not be enough for Chen Yang to hit him with one punch.

Outside the door, the villagers were also stupid.

"The Taoist priest is so awesome."

"Wang Feihong is alive?"

"If I hadn't known what the situation was, I really thought it was a movie."

"That man won't be beaten to death, right?"

The villagers talked all the time.

Gu Mingkun's face was gloomy, Liang Xing's lips were dry, he looked at the three masters and then at Gu Mingkun.

"Mr. Gu, let's... leave first." He whispered.

Gu Mingkun ignored it and walked into the yard.

At this time, Chen Yang came to Hong Qiu's side, picked up the whisk on the ground, and kept trembling Hong Qiu, who was standing straight on the ground.

"Master!"

Gu Mingkun said: "This matter has nothing to do with the three masters, please let the Taoist priest go."
To be continued...