Chapter 119: Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Chapter 119

Moonlight radiates across the alley.

Zhang Rongfang was completely quiet. As if the rabbit was up and down just now, a series of actions were false.

He grabbed the swordsman's neck with one hand, and his eyeballs under the mask met those of the Snake King.

"It's just a mere white eagle, but it made Senior Snake King laugh."

click.

He casually twisted off the neck of the swordsman in his hand. Release it and let it fall to the ground.

"You!!" Snake King's eyes widened, he didn't expect the other party to dare to be so shameless.

"What? I'm just a little white eagle. If I can't kill you King Snake, I can only eat a few corners and corners." Zhang Rongfang narrowed his eyes without flinching.

That's who he is.

Before things happen, there may be many issues to consider.

But when it is really necessary to face it, he will let go of everything, go all out, and fight to the death.

Now that he has entered the ninth rank, his strength has greatly increased, and he is mainly based on body skills.

What else is there to be afraid of?

"How courageous." The Snake King clenched the dagger in his hand. "It seems that I have to discipline my subordinates for you Golden Winged Nine Spirits!"

He took a step forward.

With a soft sound, his figure disappeared, turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Zhang Rongfang.

The black shadow galloped along the wall, flew and twisted, until it reached Zhang Rongfang.

The distance of a few meters took less than a second.

Even the rest of the people didn't react.

But other people didn't respond, but Zhang Rongfang was already engrossed.

He raised his hand and folded his arms.

when! !

The dagger was clamped between the palms.

The hard eagle claws blocked the scimitar abruptly from the side.

The two of them paused at the same time and raised their legs.

Two knees collided together, making a muffled sound.

But before Zhang Rongfang could get back his breath, the Snake King's other hand suddenly grabbed his temple from the side.

He dodges hastily.

Boom!

The claws pierced the wall like spikes piercing tofu.

The two fought one after another, Zhang Rongfang was obviously inferior in speed and strength at the beginning, and retreated repeatedly.

But from time to time, he backed down with explosive limit-breaking skills, and using the short burst of speed, he could barely resist the speed and strength of the Snake King.

The subordinates of the Black Ten Sect surrounded by votes did not dare to step forward to intervene.

The two were fighting so fast that they didn't even know how to assist.

Fighting at this level, if you don't pay attention, it may become a disservice.

In the alley, the snake king's sharp claws were like poisonous fangs, constantly falling into the air, piercing into the wall, and grabbing pieces of broken walls.

Zhang Rongfang fought back with Eagle Claw Kungfu from time to time, but it was obviously getting slower and slower, and he fell into a disadvantage.

He supported it with difficulty, but he didn't know that the other party was even more surprised.

The Snake King has seen the eagle-level leaders of the Golden Wing Building in other cities. Knowing that these eagle ranks are at most four or five ranks.

But what's going on with this guy in front of him? ?

He originally thought that he could solve the opponent with a little effort.

But now. He has almost exerted most of his strength, but he still can't win this person?

This is a bit of a nonsense.

It's impossible for this guy to only have the speed of the fourth and fifth ranks. I'm afraid he even has the ninth rank!

Good guy. Even an eagle ranks nine! I'm afraid it wasn't the spirit level who came here to impersonate? ?

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and his strike force increased sharply.

A black python entangled his body, his body bent like a jujitsu.

In the blink of an eye, he already dodged from the side, and his backhand claws ruthlessly grabbed Zhang Rongfang's back.

puff!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Rongfang also broke out and stepped back heavily. The huge strength brought huge speed blessing, turned around, and moved his hands with full strength.

Two hands to one paw.

Eagle claws versus snake teeth!

The three hands crossed in an instant.

Zhang Rongfang paused slightly, his palms trembling, and he walked away.

A few black beards wanted to stop them, but they flashed lightly and passed over their heads.

Not long after, his figure disappeared into the night.

Snake King slowly straightened up, turned his head to look in the direction Zhang Rongfang left.

"Jinpeng Milu, there is no such perfect Eagle Claw Kung Fu. Doesn't he have the Ninth Grade of Miscellaneous Studies?"

"My lord, he killed Ibaruko, why didn't he take him down by force?" The swordsman beside him couldn't help but said.

"I was careless." The Snake King said lightly, "But it won't happen next time. I have already figured out the root of this person."

"Dare to ask the Snake King, what is his foundation?" The swordsman asked anxiously.

"This person didn't practice Jinpeng Milu. Instead, it was more of Daoist talisman martial arts. What he used just now was also Daoist limit-breaking skills, supplemented by Eagle Claw Kungfu, and Zhenyi's body skills were mixed with the body skills. It is basically a Miscellaneous studies of high quality. It is a waste of qualifications.

If this person purely practiced a set of superior martial arts, it would be much more difficult for me to deal with. "

The Snake King also didn't expect that there would be people in this world following Han Shisan's path.

Back then, Han Shisan died of a broken heart, which made many people afraid to learn more martial arts concurrently.

Nowadays, you can find people who study both disciplines everywhere, one master and one assistant.

But if you want to find those who are concurrently studying the three disciplines, there are too few, too few.

And the person from the Golden Wing Tower just now has at least three martial arts.

"This person should be born at the bottom, and his achievements in the future will only end there. Don't worry about it."

The Snake King turned around and glanced at the fallen swordsman on the ground.

"Remember, you can only be truly free if you assist me to complete the mission this time. Otherwise."

A trace of depression flashed in the eyes of the other swordsman.

After a moment of silence, he lowered his head.

"yes."

"Let's go." Snake King waved for someone to drag the corpse away.

The loss of a high-quality expert made him feel quite bad.

The guy who thought he could win at any time actually let him run away.

It seems that the Golden Wing Building has sent people down to fight for that thing.

And that kid before, deliberately lured people over, and then lured him over again, with vicious intentions, wanting to start a war.

Now he ran away without a trace.

This Tan Yangcheng is getting more and more interesting

The Snake King knew that it was time for him to adjust his mentality, and he didn't care about this at first. Now that he had just reached the ground, someone gave him a heavy blow.

"Forget it, next, let me make a big fuss."

The connections of the Black Ten Sect in Tan Yang foreshadowed, and it was time to activate it.

"The right hand of that person was injured by me just now, and he majored in Daoist martial arts. Without a month, it is impossible to recover. You can use manpower to investigate the person with the injured right hand. As long as you do a little investigation, you should be able to gain something."

"Understood!" The people beside him replied quickly.

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Inside the Palace of Mirrors.

Zhang Rongfang landed gently from the wall, took a breath, held his trembling right hand, and walked quickly into the room, carefully inspecting the injury with the lighted oil lamp.

The wrist is swollen, red, and bulging. Under the light, one can vaguely see that the skin is filled with internal bleeding and bulging outward.

Snake King's final blow was indeed powerful.

Facing his arms with one hand can even injure his right palm, breaking his eagle claw skills.

This person is called Chaopin, and he really lives up to his reputation.

In the end, he almost relied entirely on the continuous use of limit-breaking skills to deal with it in a stalemate.

But this kind of short-term forced outburst can't last long, as long as it takes a little longer, he will definitely not be able to support it.

What's more, he still lost to the opponent with his burst limit breaking skills.

Even if he can continue to erupt, after another ten moves, it will be time for him to give the head.

"As expected of a master who surpassed the ninth-rank system, Xue Jinghao, the snake king, really lives up to his reputation."

He could even feel that the opponent didn't use his full strength, but just made a tentative shot.

He used that box to fish this trip, but he didn't expect a great white shark to rush out sideways.

The Snake King of the Black Ten Sect had just arrived in Tan Yang and ran into him.

‘However, this is also good. After a real fight, you will know the specific level of this person’s strength. The next time you meet, you should turn around and leave. '

Zhang Rongfang sighed in his heart.

I looked at my right hand and carefully distinguished it. It should be a little sprained.

The strength of the opponent is much greater than him.

It is even very possible that it has surpassed the general ninth rank, and can hit his hands with one hand, and even forcibly injure him.

'With such strength, if it is replaced by various martial arts stacks, at least two or three more martial arts than I have to break the limit to achieve such an effect. It's not even counting whether he gave his best. '

Quickly tidied up the injury, Zhang Rongfang took medicine, and then took some hemostatic wound medicine internally. Then lie down and rest.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Ah was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

"Who!?" He jumped up alertly, and asked in a cold voice.

"Brother Zhang Ying, someone came to investigate last night's fugitive. The Taoist Palace has already let people in. Please forgive me if there is any disturbance. Just cooperate." A Taoist from the Mirror Palace explained aloud.

Through the wall door, Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely guessed something.

"Understood, you go down."

He could guess that it was just that the Black Ten Sect had used their connections to find his current hiding place.

Quickly got up, Zhang Rongfang rummaged in the closet of the room, took out a set of Taoist robes from the Palace of Mirrors, and put them on outside.

Boom boom boom.

Suddenly there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Who is it!" Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a team of Yamen police officers in official uniforms.

The leader was a bald man with a mustache. From the top of his clean head without a hat, you could see the subtle reflection of oil.

"Open the door, check for fugitives!" The bald man shouted impatiently while holding the knife handle.

"Last night, a fugitive injured his right arm and killed people at will. It is extremely dangerous. Have you seen this person?"

"Huh? Fugitive? Which department are you from?" Zhang Rongfang's voice sank.

The bald head suddenly became angry, and was about to drink, when suddenly someone beside him reminded him in a low voice.

He carefully looked at the person in front of him, and his expression was startled.

The expression on his face changed instantly, and he recognized the identity of the person in front of him.

"Oh, it turned out that it was Mr. Zhang who was in front of him, and he was rude. Since Mr. Zhang is here, he will not be a fugitive!

It's the lower officials' oversight! Damn the officer! "

He suddenly slapped himself hard on the cheek and slapped him.

"It's the lower official who disturbed Sir Qingxiu, and the lower official will leave now!"

He didn't dare to look too much, turned around and left.

The rest of the team members also hurriedly followed without daring to say a word.

A group of people walked a long way before they stopped slowly.

The bald man heaved a sigh of relief when he didn't hear the voice behind him telling them to stop.

"Made! Don't you guys remind me!? If you know that this person lives here, how dare I go up and knock on the door??"

Zhang Ying's reputation in the government yamen is mainly due to his work with the Black Ten Sect.

Surrounded by thousands of people, he forced the Great Elder hostage and rushed out with a whole group of people intact.

He hasn't been traced by others after the incident, isn't that a big enough face?

And that's a ruthless person who dared to confront the Lin family, Lin Qixiao.

Before Lin Qixiao's martial arts were abolished, he was quite ruthless.

People around her were often bullied by her.

The bald head is also one of them.

When he first heard that Lin Qi had passed away, he was so happy at home that he and his wife killed two chickens to celebrate.

Unexpectedly, Cha Ren almost got into trouble with Zhang Ying, a ruthless person.

"Captain. Just now, did you smell the smell of the hemostatic wound medicine taken internally?" A person on the side suddenly asked softly.

"No! There's no smell of poison, don't talk nonsense!" The bald man was shocked, and slapped the man hard.

"You can talk nonsense about things like this? Don't drag me if you want to die!"

The man immediately covered his face in aggrieved, wanting to say something else.

But after being explained a few words in a low voice by another person, his complexion turned pale immediately, and he didn't dare to say more.

A team of people acted as if they hadn't smelled anything, and continued to investigate the next place.

In the Palace of Mirrors, ordinary Taoist cultivators really don't care about these personalities, but martial cultivators like Zhang Ying have another layer of connections. It's not something they can afford.