Master of Fist

Early in the morning of the second day, Jiang Sanhai brought people to check on Jiang Wenyue's former residence.

But when he entered the courtyard, he vomited immediately before stepping into the house. He ran out in a hurry and vomited. The servants and guards who accompanied him also vomited out the overnight meal.

It wasn't that he saw a brutal and bloody scene, but that extreme smell that Jiang Sanhai had never smelled before, that extremely strong smell of heather flower, when it reached a limit, it would produce a more weird and terrifying smell, which made people feel sick. There is a feeling of suffocation.

After recovering for a while, he got some cover up and walked in, suppressing his nausea.

However, after seeing the tragic situation in front of him, Jiang Sanhai was shocked again. Everyone was as dry as his nephew Wenyue's, withered like half a bone, but each of them had a strange smile left. San Hai's hairy hair....

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There was a pot of scorching red gravel in a pot of hot iron pot, but at this moment, a pair of hands were punching in it one after another. From time to time, blood overflowed from the wound above the fist, but it soon turned into blood scabs, but these blood scabs quickly ruptured to form new wounds.

At this time, Jiang Heng was shirtless and punching with his fists profusely. From time to time, there were obvious blue veins bulging on the body surface, but Jiang Heng's complexion was as usual, and he didn't seem to feel the scorching temperature like charcoal fire, but his brows were slightly furrowed.

Xiaorou on the side was a little unwilling to show weakness and fanned her young master.

At first she was a little worried, but as the young master was safe and sound every time, she gradually got used to it.

But at this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Master! Master! You asked me to inquire about it!" Laifu shouted out of breath.

"Say!" Jiang Heng calmly took the towel handed over by Xiao Rou, wiped off his sweat, and said calmly.

Lai Fu whispered to Jiang Heng without hesitation.

As Lai Fu spoke, Jiang Heng's face became more and more gloomy.

"You mean those people have already..."

"Yes, young master!" Lai Fu's face was a little pale, he didn't know whether it was because he ran too fast or because he was frightened, but he still nodded.

"Early this morning, the third master originally wanted to see the situation. Now he can only take this person to collect the body. But the third master was afraid that things would become serious, so he smuggled it out of the city directly.

It is still hidden from the people in the house. If I hadn't got the young master's order, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get those news.

Alas, but I don't know how long this can be kept a secret! "

Laifu was also a little worried.

After Jiang Heng listened to it, his heart sank to the bottom.

This matter is getting more and more troublesome.

So many people died at once, if this spreads. Even if the Jiang family has some friendship with the county lord, it may not be easy to pass the test.

Of course, the real trouble is far more than that, that sneaky thing is a sharp sword hanging in Jiang's house now!

"What's my father's plan now?" Jiang Heng asked calmly.

"Second Master, I heard that Second Master invited several Taoist priests, and it is said that he plans to do it tonight." Lai Fu quickly replied.

Hearing this, Jiang Heng shook his head slightly in his heart, it seemed that his father, who had always been relatively calm, was a little out of sorts.

When he was just reborn, Jiang Heng went to a half-immortal in the city to prove whether there was any mysterious power in this world.

The result was the same as some liars in the previous life, who wanted to trick him into buying elixir. I bought one and fed it to the dog, but the dog died the next day.

"It looks like my progress is going to speed up!"

Thinking secretly in his heart, Jiang Heng started to practice hard again after letting Lai Fu retire.

I have just stepped into the ranks of first-rank warriors. Although the total amount of qi and blood has increased rapidly these days thanks to the mysterious warm current, there is still a certain distance compared to second-rank warriors.

The third move of Blood Line Fist has also been started, but it is still a long way from Dacheng.

Jiang Heng was thinking secretly while sharpening his hands.

The third move of the Bloodline Fist is "Blood Fiend!"

Although he has already started, there is obviously still a long way to go before reaching Dacheng with a fist that is as powerful as a hot soldering iron.

Now Jiang Heng's punch can feel the heat blowing his face.

But Jiang Heng feels that this step will not take too long.

And this is just the effect of ordinary training, once the blood is superimposed, it may feel different.

Now even if Jiang Heng doesn't borrow the power of the warm current, he can directly superimpose nine layers of Qi and blood.

Of course, the consumption is also doubled in this way. If you shoot with all your strength, you will be exhausted with one punch.

It also has to rely on the endurance of the mysterious warm current.

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The next day, early in the morning, Jiang Heng, who was still practicing penance, was interrupted again by a hasty blessing.

He also brought a message today.

The Taoist chief who was invited to catch ghosts yesterday has found his body today, and his death is the same as those people yesterday.

This made Jiang Heng's heart heavy again.

And I also heard that the Jiang family even blocked the news now. But there are still many people who feel that something is wrong.

A large group of people entered Jiang's house the day before yesterday, but there was no movement for two consecutive days. No matter how you think about it, it feels wrong.

For a moment, the Jiang family's heart, which had calmed down a little, became agitated again.

A few days later, Jiang Erhai, who realized that any means were useless, did not recruit any more people. He didn't even show his face, and Jiang Sanhai was the one who showed his face outside now.

As well as all the masters in the Escort, after all, these masters all followed the Jiang family all the way.

It's all deadly friendship.

Of course, this group of people is loyal, but others don't think so.

Now the members of Jiang's family are discussing in private and panicking. Because the Jiang family died again in the past few days.

Three servants and one maidservant died, and the death of the servants was the same as that of the previous ones. As for the maidservant, most of her face was gnawed off.

This time I couldn't hide it anymore.

If it weren't for Jiang Sanhai leading people to patrol outside the mansion, I'm afraid that all the servants and maidservants at home would have run away long ago.

But there are still some people who escape at night by chance.

When Jiang Sanhai chopped off a few heads in public, the scene stabilized a little.

Jiang Sanhai has never seen anything in the world of darts, and when his temper comes up, he will directly suppress it when it is bloody and brutal.

Most of these servants of the Jiang family came here by prostitution. If you die, you will die, and the government will not pursue it.

This suppressed everyone, but Jiang Sanhai also knew that this was just a stopgap measure. When the situation continued to deteriorate, it would not be useless to kill no matter how many people there were.

There was a commotion outside the small courtyard, but Jiang Heng in the small courtyard kept calm and practiced more crazily.

He knew that it was useless for one more person to go out to maintain the situation now.

The source of the Jiang family's current troubles is that sneaky thing. He doesn't know how scary a sneaky thing is, but he doesn't like to sit and wait for death, and he doesn't like to sit and worry...