Master of Fist

Half a month has passed since the haunting incident in Jiangfu, and everything in Jiangfu seems relatively normal now.

Jiang Heng got up early as before, and began to practice hard work on iron armor.

Ming Wanggong needs evil energy. Although Jiang Heng killed a sneaky creature and a zombie earlier, the evil energy accumulated by killing two murderous creatures is still limited, and it is just a little introduction to Ming Wanggong.

But it also gave Jiang Heng a taste of sweetness, because every attack would carry a trace of evil spirit, invisible and qualityless, but this thing did not substantially improve the power of boxing.

However, once Jiang Heng was surprised to find that once he practiced boxing techniques, the singing of birds around him disappeared, and the sound of cicadas stopped abruptly. Ask Xiaorou next to him how he felt about Laifu, and he only feels that the aura when practicing boxing is very scary.

Only then did Jiang Heng realize that this evil spirit is equivalent to an attack on the spiritual level, and it may be useful under certain circumstances.

Clang! !

A wooden stick inlaid with iron nails slammed into Jiang Heng's chest, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

"it is good!!!"

At this time, Jiang Heng was standing in the small courtyard with his upper body bare, his body looked a little golden under the sunlight because of the ointment applied on it.

The ointment was suggested by the third uncle, and Jiang Heng also thought it was good. Cooperating with the mysterious warm current in the body, it can play a role in repairing injuries at any time.

At this time, Jiang Heng's small courtyard seemed to have been transformed into a small school field, and there were several guardsmen holding sticks beside them, all of whom were so tired that their eyes turned white.

Several people swung their sticks hard and smashed a few more times, but they became weaker and weaker.

"What's the matter? Didn't the young master give you a meal!" Jiang Heng shouted dissatisfied. Is this slow person giving him a massage?

"Young Master... We really have no strength...Your body is stronger than this hundred-forged iron, the little ones can't smash it!" A clerk said with a bitter face.

He was originally the strongest group in the Escort, but he was also sweating profusely at this time.

At the same time, he pointed to the ground beside him, where there were still seven or eight bodyguard officers who were exhausted and scattered all over the place. These are all the bodyguard guys with strong muscles and good strength, and they are all characters who can fight fiercely with gangsters.

But now...

"Hmph! A group of useless trash, who can't even practice martial arts with me. From now on, you will all practice martial arts with me, starting with Zhamabu!" Jiang Heng frowned, and gave this guy With a slap, he sat down on the ground with stars in his eyes.

Now Jiang Heng is practicing Iron Armor Kungfu and King Ming Kungfu, his vitality is more than double that of half a month ago, and he has also officially stepped into the ranks of the second rank of the strength refining realm. This random blow is almost as powerful as three bulls, and even a light palm is not something ordinary people can bear.

Jiang Heng was a little upset. He had practiced this Iron Armor Kung Fu for half a month. Since he stepped into the realm of Xiaocheng five days ago, even with the help of other people's blows and the blessing of the mysterious warm current, he still had little effect and made little progress.

It's easy to achieve small success in the iron armor, but it's really not ordinary slow to step into the big success from the small.

Jiang Heng felt that he had to find some stronger training partners, and later he would ask his third uncle to see if the masters in the bodyguard agency were free, they were all practicing masters, and the effect would be much stronger than these ordinary guys.

Jiang Heng feels that if he wants to increase the progress of Iron Armor Kungfu quickly, at the very least, several warriors with the strength of half a ox must be beaten together. Afterwards, you can continue to improve with the progress of your practice, depending on the situation, you can increase the realm of your partner....

"Let's go! How many brothers are going out for a drink?"

"Don't go! Don't go, I'm exhausted. Recently, the young master's strength has improved too fast, and today's hand is almost useless."

"Zhao Wu, I think you are desperate, haven't you heard that the city is not peaceful recently?"

Just when Jiang Heng was about to let Xiaorou prepare the medicinal bath, he suddenly heard the whispered chatter of several staff members who had left in the distance.

Now Jiang Heng's hearing is also amazing, he can hear other people's speech clearly even from a long distance, and he is listening to their conversation verbatim right now.

"Aren't those accidents all at night, what can happen if I just go out for a drink and come back?"

"Anyway, be careful, boy, the world is getting more and more uneasy now. I didn't stay outside, and there is a second young master in Jiang's house, so we don't even have to be afraid of ghosts!"

"That's right! I heard that the mansion was haunted a few days ago, and it was the second young master who solved it!"

"That's right, the strength of the second young master is indeed terrifying. I think even if the second and third masters in this mansion and the whole family of the masters in the escort agency are together, they are not the second young master's opponent!"

"..."

Jiang Heng was a little dumbfounded when he heard that.

"This group of old oily people who like to chew their tongues!"

Shaking his head, Jiang Heng's expression became solemn again. He waved his hand to call Xiao Rou over.

"Master!" Xiaorou said softly.

"Has anything strange happened in the city recently?"

"Weird things... yes! Yes!" Thinking for a while, Xiao Rou nodded again and again.

"Master, I heard that people in the city have died strangely every day recently, and I heard that the bodies that were found were incomplete, as if they had been bitten by wild beasts, it was very scary!"

Hearing this, Jiang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and his face darkened slightly.

"Then what action can the government take?"

"No! Many people have reported to the government. But the government didn't respond." As Xiao Rou thought of something, she said angrily, "And many people think that the strange things in the city are caused by our Jiang family. They ...They said it was our Jiang family's sneaky people who came out to harm everyone!"

Xiaorou's small face flushed red with anger. Although she didn't know the specific situation that night, she saw some from a distance. She knew that Jiang Hengzhu killed the dirty things in the mansion.

Jiang Heng frowned, how could this matter have come to Jiang's family?

"The government..."

Jiang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, talking to himself.

Jiang Heng, the official of this world, knows something from the mouths of the people in the government and the books. It stands to reason that people are killed one after another, and the government ignores it. .

And looking at the way the other party ignores it, it seems that they are planning to conceal it and not report it, which is even more sinful.

What kind of support does Liu Xianzun have to be so confident?

Thinking of Jiang Heng, he shook his head, he didn't want to care about these things for the time being, as long as this kind of weird thing didn't provoke the Jiang family, Jiang Heng didn't want to bother with it now.

Now he just wants to focus on pushing the iron armor skill to perfection, and let his cheap father worry about these troubles.

Although it is said that killing ghosts can get a lot of evil spirits, but before he figured out the specific strength division between ghosts, Jiang Heng was thinking that he would try not to fight such ghosts if he could not fight them.

The ghost knows that the next encounter will be the same as last time?

Since warriors are divided into strong and weak realms, Jiang Heng doesn't think there is no such thing as sneaky.