I can practice every day for a year

Chen Wan spat into the snow.

Who says you haven’t achieved anything famous through practice?

This bastard is clearly reaching the edge of Qi and Blood Realm!

He was still wondering before.

Although Zhao Heng is not the eldest son of the Zhao family, nor the future successor of the Zhao family, he is still a direct descendant and has considerable weight, but the strange thing is that there is no expert protection around him.

It turns out that Zhao Heng himself is the key to his invincibility in the county.

It's no wonder that Zhao Heng reacted to Chen Wan's unexpected move just now.

Chen Wan didn't think much about it. Even if Zhao Heng did this, he was still not afraid.

Originally, he only had a vague concept of Qi and Blood Realm, but with comparison, it became clearer.

The Zhao Heng in front of him could already begin to show his energy and blood, and he could already circulate his own majestic energy and blood, thus increasing his strength.

Chen Huan suddenly raised his head, his shoulders sank, and the white snow suddenly exploded under his feet, and he rushed out like an arrow from a string.

Zhao Heng snorted coldly, and Yun Danfeng moved two steps sideways, easily avoiding the kitchen knife in Chen Wan's hand.

At the same time, he raised his foot and hit Chen Wan with a knee on his chest.

Chen Wan's body slipped backwards, but with a twist of his ankle, he shot out again before he could stabilize his body.

There is a bottom.

A slight smile appeared on Chen Wan's calm face.

"Your movements are too slow, like a child running, which is unsightly." Zhao Heng did not hide the sarcasm in his eyes, but his figure did not slacken at all, and he still simply dodged sideways.

In his eyes, this assassin was really bad, his tricks were simple, and his intentions were too obvious.

But he soon changed his mind and thought that it was in vain for such an unfamiliar assassin to come. He thought there was someone behind him.

So Zhao Heng began to focus part of his attention on the surrounding environment.

After all, he has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his perception is very keen. In addition, he has really believed that he, Mr. Zhao, is not safe over the years. He has already made his own judgment on this kind of assassination incident.

After dodging a knife, Zhao Heng reached out and faced Chen Wan: "The game of house is over, let the people behind you come out!"

But just when he thought he was determined to win, the figure in front of him disappeared out of thin air!

Zhao Heng was slightly startled.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Wan appeared next to Zhao Heng, and his aura suddenly surged, like a flood bursting through a bank.

The kitchen knife in his hand struck straight down.

Demonic Sword Technique!

Hiss!

One of Zhao Heng's arms was instantly cut open with a kitchen knife, and the bones were deeply visible.

Zhao Heng's expression changed drastically. Was this guy hiding his clumsiness earlier? !

But before he could scream, Chen Wan held his head down with one hand and pressed it towards the wall behind him.

Bang!

Chen Wan held the knife and cut again without any delay.

Phew!

Chen Wan's sword was extremely fast, and he slashed several times in the blink of an eye. Zhao Heng wanted to make a move, but he was too weak and looked at him with horror on his face.

It was too dark and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

"Let me go, and I'll give you whatever you want." Zhao Heng's voice was weak, and he was already weak, but his tone was still firm.

Chen Wan looked at the man sitting on the ground leaning against the wall and leaned down slightly: "You learned the kung fu."

"In my left arms." Zhao Heng said softly.

Chen Wan stretched out his left hand to take it, but suddenly his attack changed and he slashed down with the kitchen knife in his right hand.

"Don't shout, if you dare to make a sound, I don't know if I will die later, but you will die immediately." Chen Wan said calmly, touched Zhao Heng's body, and finally got a book called Zhen Yang The secret book of boxing.

With this knife strike, Zhao Heng was severed from his wrist, and his palm no longer belonged to him. In that hand, there was an inconspicuous firecracker.

Maybe it was used to inform people, I'm not sure.

Zhao Heng gritted his teeth and said hoarsely: "I'll give you what you want, let me go."

Chen Wan did not answer, but after putting away the secret book, he grabbed Zhao Heng by the collar, pulled him in front of him, and sneered: "Who said you can survive if I get what I want?"

Getting closer, Zhao Heng finally saw clearly the assassin who put him to death.

His face was full of disbelief.

He was stunned, why him?

The confusion in his eyes gradually turned into ferociousness and anger. Why would a bastard dare?

But before he could roar, Chen Wan had already cut off his head, threw it on the roadside, and slowly left.

This battle was not out of his control. From the moment he failed to kill with one blow, he began to show weakness to the enemy. Once Zhao Heng saw his true combat power, he might turn around and run away.

That would become very troublesome and create additional problems.

In desperation, we can only use this relatively roundabout way.

…

After taking care of the funeral affairs, Chen Wan sat on the bed and flipped through the book of Zhenyang Boxing.

Since practicing martial arts, my energy has been several times stronger than before, and even staying awake for two days in a row will not affect my condition.

Soon, when Chen Wan closed the secret book, golden light flowed in front of his eyes and gathered into a string of words.

[True Yang Boxing, not yet started]

Seeing this, Chen Wang's hanging heart was finally settled. It seemed that the panel was based on what he had learned, so he entered the panel and became his deduction target.

In the dead of night, listening to the wind outside, Chen Wan burned the book of Zhenyang Boxing. After confirming that there was no trace left, he lay peacefully on the bed.

The first time I killed someone, it was not as disgusting and uncomfortable as I imagined. More importantly, it was the joy of revenge.

But Chen Wan soon wandered thousands of miles away.

Sooner or later, the Zhao family will follow the clues to find Zhao Heng's death. It is only a matter of time to find him. Before that, the only way to protect themselves is to improve their strength.

If Chen Wang has already reached the level of martial arts or even the mountain realm, he will not hesitate to eliminate all those who have grudges against him or threaten him.

If possible, he is willing to eliminate the demons in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Chen Wang did not realize that since the original owner's memory was completely digested by him, he has subtly replaced the original owner, just like he has never traveled through time, but has lived two lives.

The grudges of the two lives are all in one body.

My parents died directly at the mouth of the demon, and indirectly at the hands of the three parties of Zhaozhou County Government. They all need to be settled.

...

It was just dawn.

A farmer who got up early and worked late went out with a hoe and saw the headless body and the head that rolled not far away, and trembled all over.

The news that Zhao Heng died on the street quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Sitting in the room, Chen Wang opened the panel and began to comprehend new martial arts with new perception points.

[You started to practice Zhenyang Fist. Although you had never been exposed to fist before, your foundation was not bad, so the entry was quite smooth. ]

[Zhenyang Fist Experience +597]

[Zhenyang Fist: Minor Success (397/500)]

Chen Wang frowned slightly.

His martial arts cultivation did not have the same rapid progress as before. It was as if he had encountered some kind of barrier. If he wanted to break through, he still needed some opportunities.

What opportunities?