I am the only normal person in the whole world

Solved the Bao brothers.

Everyone went straight to the next target and spent a lot of effort to find it.

This time Gao Qiang took charge, and the whole process was not so smooth.

Gao Qiang was stabbed as soon as he met the Jianghu man. He tried his best to dodge, but was stabbed through after a few blows.

As a Jianghu person, the opponent's speed and reaction are far beyond ordinary people.

Also powerful.

Gao Qiang is just an ordinary person in terms of physical strength and is no match for his opponent in all aspects.

But Gao Qiang also has his own advantages.

When the sharp blade in the opponent's hand pierced his body, he grabbed the opponent's arm and spit it out.

The saliva immediately corroded the face of the charlatan, his skin melted and his eyeballs fell off.

After retreating continuously, he no longer had the strength to fight anymore.

Then, Gao Qiang pulled out the sword on his body - the sword he originally held had been knocked down by the opponent.

After some blood was sprayed out, the high-strength and high-speed recovery and regeneration took effect, and no blood flowed out of the wound.

He staggered over and killed the opponent with a few swords.

Finally, he turned around and smiled at Bai Huang, which made Bai Huang look unhappy.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Bai Huang had to tell himself that this yellow-haired gangster whom he looked down upon was actually a ruthless character.

Gao Qiang is certainly a ruthless character.

Regardless of his act of decisively kicking his own calf in Windsor Tower, before that, he had also achieved the status of a quasi-red stick in a fight with weapons.

Such a person is willing to be a younger brother, even a bit sloppy, and calls himself "Eleventh Brother", purely because Xia Yan is really too strong.

Gao Qiang's thinking is very simple.

Brother Eleven is the seat, leader, and boss. Uncle Tao is the jishu, white paper fan, and second-level marshal.

And he is a red stick, with a clear and clear positioning.

"Huh——" After killing that typical scum of the world, Gao Qiang breathed out a breath full of blood.

He pressed the wound, frowned and said, "I don't know if it's an illusion. It feels like the recovery speed is slower than normal. Is it poisonous?"

"Is it a big impact?" Tao E asked.

"It's not big. It will be fine tomorrow." Gao Qiang said, "It's no problem to walk."

Walking around normally will not aggravate the injury.

"Then let's continue." Tao E asked people from Fengwenlou to buy five pieces of information in total.

Thanks to Fang Duzun's death, Fang Tianxing's escape with the secret book was a major event in the world.

In the small town of Sanhe, there are three religions and nine schools, and everyone has both black and white.

Otherwise, they really can't find a suitable person to practice with and test.

The third person to take action was Wang Bing.

His battles are quite satisfactory, and they are also the most decent ones.

After fighting with the Jianghu man for a while, Wang Bing gave a sharp shout and immediately punched the opponent more than a dozen times, killing him.

He introduced his ability as "Strange Punch", which allows him to burst out more than a dozen powerful punches at once.

Judging from the dented chest and broken cervical vertebrae of the Jianghu man, he was indeed quite powerful.

In addition, Wang Bing also said that when his fist fell on the Jianghu man, he felt like he was being blocked and his power was offset.

There is no doubt that this is the role of internal force.

So far, the results everyone has measured show that this martial arts world is quite typical.

A group of warriors have internal power that allows them to surpass ordinary people in all aspects such as reaction speed and strength.

You can also use a variety of martial arts moves that currently seem only slightly cool.

Maybe the moves of the masters will be more exciting. Among the people Tao E is looking for, only one should be considered a master.

"I really don't know what the point of your studying these is. If you are sure that it is an enemy, why not just kill him?" Facing the fourth training target, Bai Huang said this.

But there was no hesitation in starting, and he reached out and pressed it.

The Jianghu man didn't even know what was going on, but he was pushed to his knees by telekinesis.

"Well, I can still resist it for a while, which is good."

Surprised by the opponent's resistance, Bai Huang stretched out his hand and pressed it down again.

The charlatan lay on the ground, blood flowing from his body, and died after convulsing twice.

After doing this, Bai Huang deliberately glanced at Xia Yanzhen, and his actions were exactly the same as Gao Qiang's.

Wang Bing's judgment of the two men was absolutely correct.

A total of five evil heretics died in the hands of Xia Yanzhen and others.

A group of people went straight to where the last person was.

It was also an inn. On the street outside, Tao E saw the last person he wanted to find.

He has a bald head, a scar on his face, is about two meters tall, and is very powerful.

He is a rebellious monk in a Buddhist temple.

The kind of traitorous monk who wiped out his own temple, and later wiped out two smaller sects.

He likes to kill people all over the house, and is known as the Blood Monk.

As for the real name and title, they have long been forgotten.

The Blood Monk is much more famous than the others, and his martial arts must be much better.

How much is the specific difference.

It's hard to say that there is no classification of martial arts levels in this martial arts world.

If you insist on dividing.

The former Fang Duzun must have been one of the strongest people in the world, and was recognized as a leader in the world.

If we take the Golden Book of Martial Arts world as an example, put aside the notion that martial arts deteriorate from book to book, and assume that everyone has the same maximum strength.

Fang Duzun and a few others are equivalent to the top five, the first level.

Fang Duzun still has magical powers.

The second level is the leaders and elders of major sects, real celebrities, and the like, who are almost the same as Shaolin Abbot, Qiu Qianren, Zuo Lengchan, and Cheng Kun in the Golden Book.

Going down to the third level, there are the best of the big sects, such as the Xuanzhen Seven Sons and the Wudang Seven Heroes. As for the villains, they are Li Mochou and Huo Du.

In a weaker sect, it would be no problem to be the leader or elder.

The fourth level is some veterans and some famous rookies, who belong to the background of famous people, such as the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan.

It is very likely that old Jianghu people will be like Ke Daxia, who has never won a fight in his life and has never lost a show of pretense.

Of course, there are also high-risk areas for character destruction. Like Jiang Biehe, the house suddenly collapsed one day.

Further down, there are the extras who no one has heard of even if their names are announced.

The last blood monk can reach the third level and can be called a master.

It would be more appropriate to leave it to Xia Yanzhen for testing.

But for the sake of safety, Tao E also discussed with Wang Bing and made other arrangements.

Wang Bing hid in the dark and set up his rifle. Once Xia Yanzhen was defeated, he would shoot.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, are you still afraid of kitchen knives?

No, the martial arts masters in this world are definitely not afraid of kitchen knives, but they are definitely afraid of bullets.

"Looking for a poor monk?"

Seeing Xia Yanzhen and others walking toward him unabashedly, the blood monk smiled.

He was wearing a red cassock and carrying a black iron rod more than two meters long on his back.

There are still many dark red marks on the stick.

It is reasonable to speculate that it is human blood.

"Yes, I want to see your strength, Master." Xia Yanzhen took two steps forward.

"Hahaha..." The blood monk laughed, "Who is behind you?"

He didn't think that these unknown strangers would suddenly come to him, a man with a great reputation, just for a challenge.

Was the person who sent them here his former enemy?

That's not right, he likes to kill people all over the house, eradicate the roots, and leave no future troubles. He should have no living enemies.

"I'll tell you if you defeat me." Xia Yanzhen said.

The blood monk showed a ferocious smile: "Wait until I step on your body and then ask your companions!"

No matter who dares to provoke, there is only one end, death!

Notoriety is earned by killing!

As the blood monk spoke, he took off the iron rod from his back, held it with one hand, and swung it towards Xia Yanzhen.

A roaring sound broke through the air.

Xia Yanzhen turned around and could see that his right foot was instantly twisted into a rather awkward position.

Dragon line.

Xia Yanzhen tested the body skills and footwork he had learned in actual combat.

The iron rod fell close to his body, missing, but suddenly stopped in mid-air, changing from a downward slash to a sweeping sweep.

Realizing this, Xia Yanzhen rushed forward and came to the blood monk's side.

The stick is centered on the Blood Monk, and this position is not within Sweep's attack range.

The blood monk was naturally not an easy person. He suddenly opened a suitable distance from Xia Yanzhen, and the iron rod in his hand continued to make a whistling sound.

Like the roar of death.

Crazy magic stick method!

Xia Yanzhen did not dodge backwards or rush forward, but tried his best to avoid the blood monk's unpredictable iron rod while moving in a small amount.

This iron rod seemed to have no inertia, constantly changing its attack direction.

The drop suddenly turned into a sweep, and the sweep suddenly turned into a downward smash.

The changes happened in a smooth flow, with almost no sense of pause.

It seems like that's how it should be.

However, Xia Yanzhen dodged these unpredictable stick techniques one by one, using Long Xing and his powerful reaction speed.

The Blood Monk's crazy magic stick technique cannot hit him.

Amidst the whistling sound of the stick, the Blood Monk had obviously discovered this, and his face became solemn.

This guy is a formidable enemy!

Without any hesitation, the Blood Monk changed his moves and instantly formed three stick shadows, falling towards Xia Yanzhen's head and sides of his body.

Crazy magic stick method·Boundless sea of ​​suffering!

There was no room for him to retreat, but if he retreated, the Blood Monk would pursue him.

"It's here, martial arts special effects." Gao Qiang, who was not far away, felt excited when he saw it.

Who didn’t have a martial arts dream when they were young?

Gaoqiang is the "young and Dangerous boy's dream" after his martial arts dream was shattered.

Facing the blood monk's sudden change of killing move, Xia Yanzhen did not dodge this time, but raised his hand to block it by his side.

The real iron rod came from his left.

The flesh palm collided with the iron rod, causing the Blood Monk's pupils to tremble. First, the opponent instantly saw through his true position, and second, his killing move was easily caught with the flesh palm.

"The strength seems to be average." Xia Yanzhen looked at the blood monk.

The move was so powerful that it looked astonishing, but after actually taking it, Xia Yanzhen found that the power was not very strong.

"Go!"

The blood monk shouted loudly and was about to draw his stick again.

Xia Yanzhen bent his fingers and clasped the iron rod.

"Stay! Stay!"

The blood monk let out a few low roars, his robes swayed, and his internal energy was operating to the extreme, as if he was about to wrestle with Xia Yanzhen.

But in the next breath, he suddenly let go of the iron rod, made a fist with his left hand, and punched Xia Yanzhen in the head.

Arhat Fist·Raging Eyes King Kong!

No one knows that compared to the Crazy Demon Stick Technique, the Blood Monk's Arhat Fist is his real killing move.

Anyone who knew this died under his Arhat Fist.

The fist roared towards him. Xia Yanzhen faced his opponent directly and stabbed him with a spear in his backhand.

The difference was that this time he clenched his fists.

The Seven Swords and Spears are so flexible and changeable, not rigid at all.

Fist clash.

Xia Yanzhen stepped back.

No loss, no injury, just to avoid blood falling on the body.

The blood monk flew backwards, blood spilled everywhere, and his left arm was blown apart by Xia Yanzhen's punch, leaving only half of the twisted stump.

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