Master of Fist

"It's time for Dad to come out and do some activities!"

The old man slightly cupped his hands towards the empty lobby in front of him, and the next moment, the whole lobby shook slightly.

Boom!

The floor in front of him suddenly shattered, sawdust flying, and a simple and unadorned blade suspended in the scabbard steadily in the void.

The sharpness of the blade cannot be seen at all when it is put into the sheath, and the sheath is simple and unadorned, even covered with dust and sawdust, covering the wooden relief and exquisite decoration on the sheath. A bloodstained rag was wrapped around the handle of the knife.

The ancestor of the Fu family opened his hand, and the knife flew into his hand at random, but he held it firmly.

The old man looked at the knife in his hand solemnly, as if looking at an elder whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Father, I thought I wouldn't need you anymore in my life, but you have never seen the strange person you mentioned in my life, but I, my son, have seen it! Then my son I will take you to meet this strange man!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before the old man walked out, he turned his head again and looked helplessly outside the house.

"Hey, the young man's temper is really hot. I'm afraid it will be too late for the old man! Dad, I have to trouble you to make a trip!"

As he spoke, the old man held the scabbard with his backhand and shook it suddenly, and the blade flew out instantly like an arrow off the string, but the speed almost brought out the heavy sound barrier and flew outward.

The heavily blocked stone walls, rubble and wooden walls were pierced through like tofu instantly in front of the blade, and they flew away almost in a straight line.

There were bursts of knives, which were extremely ear-piercing.

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Feeling the fear in Fu Qingshui's heart on the opposite side, Jiang Heng just walked forward slowly in silence, and with every step he took, the momentum on his body suddenly increased by a point. Every foot left a deep footprint on the ground, and the floor was cracked.

"Ok?"

But at this moment, he only felt a throbbing in his heart, and Jiang Heng frowned slightly. With the improvement of his strength, he dared not ignore his own feelings every time. The first time I faced those two Lord Zhenyousi, I also felt an invisible sense of oppression, and I knew that these two people were by no means ordinary people. Even if they don't have the slightest sign of blood on the surface.

And it is the same at this moment!

what is the problem?

The only person in the Fu family who can threaten him is the ancestor of the Fu family. Could it be that he made the move?

Turning around and looking back, the outside of the courtyard was normal, the silence was the same as before, not even the servants, everything seemed so normal.

But Jiang Heng's eyes gradually became serious, and he simply ignored Fu Qingshui, who was not a threat to him at all, and looked directly at the outside of the house solemnly, as if he was facing a big enemy.

The five fingers stretched and clasped, clasped and clasped, the knuckles cracked.

"A knife! Flying knife?!!!"

At this moment, suddenly a bright spot of snow broke through the wall, directly opposite, and galloped at an extremely fast speed. If it weren't for the fact that the strength had not been raised to a terrifying level, the eyes would have been transformed , it is really impossible for Jiang Heng's dynamic vision to capture this lightning-fast blade.

At this moment, Jiang Heng's heart was like a stormy sea!

Isn't this the martial arts world? Why did you become a fairy again?

wrong! This is a terrifying inner air enveloping the blade!

What really surprised Jiang Heng was that the blade seemed to have locked his eyes. This feeling of being positioned by an invisible aura made Jiang Heng's hair stand on end. Not fear, but an uncomfortable resistance.

"Stacking Dragon Strength! The third floor!!!"

At this moment, Jiang Heng didn't dare to push himself any further, and he just shot with all his strength. The qi and blood in Wang Yang's sea suddenly erupted. At this moment, the frequency of his heart fluctuated several times faster than before. Under the air waves, it was extremely flamboyant, the muscles in this area were as red as a soldering iron, and the bulging figure was also raised as a whole, the dimension expanded, and the stars were even more dazzling. shine.

"cut!"

An old voice seemed to come from afar, and instantly resounded in everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Heng felt an astonishing amount of internal energy accumulating rapidly from the blade. The blade was suspended in mid-air and stagnated, but it kept shaking and trembling. , the body of the knife can see a white light visible to the naked eye gathering together, and it becomes more and more dazzling, and finally the eyes are piercingly white.

The next moment, the blade moved, spinning half a circle at high speed, and this condensed sword energy seemed to have found an outlet, gushing out frantically and scrambling.

Jiang Heng watched this scene, and a wave of cruelty also gathered in his heart.

"Want to kill me? Then kill me!!!"

With a sudden step on both legs, the ground collapsed in an instant, the entire floor collapsed, and the whole hall shook violently, and his figure was like a cannonball with hissing piercing through the air, his fists were like electricity, and his bloody flames illuminated the small half of the courtyard. Bloody.

But as soon as he jumped up, the fierce saber aura swept across the river crazily like a gust of wind and rain.

clang clang clang!

The dense invisible saber energy collided on Jiang Heng's body surface, like gold and iron colliding.

The courtyard instantly resounded with bursts of dense and continuous sounds of metal and iron clashing, accompanied by the unceasing sharp and piercing sound of knives. At this moment, the entire courtyard seemed to be under the attack of a storm of blades. .

Stab it!

The surrounding stone bricks and rubble were smashed into gravel by the crazy knife energy in an instant, and some wooden beam decorations were torn into sawdust by the surging knife energy, and dense and chaotic patterns appeared on the wall in an instant. Knife marks.

Fu Qingshui's eyes widened in the hall. He knew at this scene that only direct descendants of the Fu family could know the secrets, but what he could see from words was far less shocking than what he saw with his own eyes!

A hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Fu family cut the mountains and rivers with one knife!

Fu Qingshui hastily hid behind the screen to protect his vitals with his hands, but the crazy and terrifying saber energy instantly tore the screen into pieces, and the navy blue clothes on his body were also cut into rags, and dense wounds continued to emerge on his body , the bun on the head was cut off, and the hair was scattered.

"kill!"

Strong against the terrifying saber aura, Jiang Heng only felt that the momentum of rushing forward stopped for a while, as if he had fallen into a swamp, wrapped in the vast ocean of saber aura, and the endless saber aura slashed wildly on his body, as if countless The ferocious wolves are hunting their prey.

The blood-red color now seems to be surrounded by a sea of ​​white saber aura. Countless saber aura forms a torrent and cuts wildly towards the river one after another. It takes four or five breaths for this terrifying and dense wave-like offensive to Gradually stop.

The blade storm began to calm down, and finally dissipated.