Master of Fist

One can imagine how violent such a punch would be if it hit the enemy head-on!

And this is only five or six out of ten powers!

Thinking of this, Jiang Heng heaved a sigh of relief, and his face was finally filled with joy. For the sake of covering the sea, he has replaced sleep with breathing techniques for several nights, practicing non-stop.

Although the Qi and blood released at one time has not reached the level of seven or eight out of ten, but fortunately it can be used. Next, as long as you continue to increase the release speed, it will be a big killer.

Jiang Heng was very much looking forward to how powerful it would be.

As for the power of the demon bow, Jiang Heng has already felt it, and it has spread all over the city. One arrow can directly penetrate the city wall enough to run four carriages on the city wall. Half of the gate of this road.

"It's just that I don't know how strong the monster was in its heyday, but to kill that monster back then, as long as you give me another chance like that, you can kill it with one arrow!"

Jiang Heng was full of confidence, but he was embarrassed when he said this, and he blushed while looking at the target on the other side.

The archery target was dyed with a red heart, but... not to mention the red heart, even the archery target was never shot, and the walls around the archery target were filled with many arrows.

But Jiang Heng remembered that when he was shooting arrows, he was only 20 meters away!

"My damned talent for archery!"

Cursing secretly for a while, Jiang Heng simply didn't watch the miserable scene, washed himself with water, got dressed, and went directly to Fu's house.

He wanted to read those ancient books again, although those ancient books were dilapidated and there were only a few words.

There may still be some cultivation experience, those are the few treasures for Jiang Heng, they can all be absorbed.

Since he stepped into the field of foreign training, he has not been blind for a day.

In the past, it was completely blind, relying on the ability of the black ball to absorb feedback, constantly improving the physical fitness and blood volume with the help of a large number of medicinal materials, and then continuously quenching and recovering.

But this is just a superficial way of using it. Now that there is such a treasure house, there is no reason to let it continue to eat ashes.

Jiang Heng decided to read all those ancient books carefully at Fu's house in the past few days, and maybe he could absorb some experience in breathing and external exercises from them.

When I came to Fu's house, even if there was no Fu Qingshui to greet me this time, the concierge warmly greeted me and took me all the way to the back hall very respectfully. After that, Fu Qingshui led me all the way to the treasure house of Fu's house. It is a confidential place for the Fu family, and non-direct descendants are not allowed to enter.

And Jiang Heng, under the guidance of Mr. Fu, can be said to be more privileged than the direct descendants, and can directly use anything in the treasure house. It can be said that the Fu family has placed a heavy bet on Jiang Heng.

This is the third time for Jiang Heng to come to the familiar underground secret room. In addition to the first time Mr. Fu took him in, he was also led in by Fu Qingshui once. This is the third time.

Jiang Heng read it quietly in the secret room. It seemed that for convenience, Mr. Fu specially prepared a high-quality iron and wood chair, but Jiang Heng nodded secretly. Mr. Fu had a heart.

Time passed slowly, and after watching for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Heng became a little hungry.

Warriors pay special attention to food, especially Jiang Heng and other external martial arts warriors, in addition to meat, they also need some supplements.

After leaving the secret room, the two pulse refiners who were in charge of guarding here had already withdrawn.

It seems to have got the order of Mr. Fu, as long as Jiang Heng is here, there is no need for guards here.

There was a big round table in the middle of the room, on which were prepared a lot of warm chicken, duck and fish meat, which was very rich, and there were also several bottles of elixir for nourishing qi and blood.

"The old man is very considerate!"

Seeing this, Jiang Heng smiled, the old man was so considerate in everything, which made Jiang Heng feel a little guilty about eating for nothing.

Shaking his head, without further entanglement, he buried his head and began to eat.

It was a quiet night, and the outside was desolate. Perhaps it was because of the turmoil at night some time ago, and the screams frightened many people, so that Cangzhou City seemed empty like a ghost at night in the past few days.

A slightly autumnal cool breeze blew, and the not-so-dressed man shivered.

He rubbed his shoulders, tapped on the clapper, looked around and walked forward.

Du San is a very timid person, but because his family is poor and he doesn't know how to make a living, he has no choice but to inherit the mantle of the old man and continue to be the watchman.

For a timid person like him, this is a torment at night, but so many years have passed. The young ones gradually became the old ones.

His courage has gradually grown a lot, and he has seen some weird things over the years, but he has always kept in mind the words of his parents, in this line of work, you should watch less and listen less.

Even if he saw some thieves stealing at night, he would not be troublesome. In this way, he successfully avoided many disasters, not to mention the weird woman who didn't return at night and wandered outside.

Knocking on the clapper, he yelled as usual, but suddenly there was a flower in front of his eyes, his whole body tensed up instantly, he didn't even dare to lower his head, and walked quickly with a lantern in one hand and a changing tool in the other.

He tripped over a raised stone slab and quickly stood up and walked forward, with sweat dripping from his forehead. He saw a red shadow passing by in front of his eyes at a very fast speed. According to years of experience, he never ran. Just pick up the pace.

The red silk paused slightly, and the long and narrow eyes glanced at the watchman in the distance, then lost the slightest interest. Looking around, it seemed to be identifying the direction, and immediately found a direction and flew away again.

Coming to another street corner, Qiongbi sniffed slightly and licked her red lips.

Meimou looked at a courtyard, and immediately sighed slightly.

"It's a pity, the concentration of Qi and blood is not bad, but the business is important." Shaking his head, he flew towards a street again, at an extremely fast speed, and only a little bit of dark red afterimage could be seen in the dark night.

"It seems to be here!"

Until he came to a fence, the red silk body paused, and looked left and right, it was a very tall fence, and just by looking at the fence, one could tell that it was definitely a first-class rich family. Looking all the way, Hongsi has never seen a wall that is taller than this family.

Glancing at the two sides, I found that the wall stretched very long, and the area occupied by this family was also huge. But she didn't pay attention to these, Meimou looked around, then looked back, and finally locked on a family behind.

It was an inn, the red silk eyes were slightly narrowed, and Yin Sha had excellent vision at night, so he soon found out.

There is an obvious trace of a hole on the wall next to the window on the second floor of the inn. Although it has been re-nailed with wooden boards, there is no mistake!