Master of Fist

"Who are you?"

The young man facing Li Tai with a gloomy face gave him a bad feeling. This made him ask directly.

"It looks like you are Li Tai!"

The person who came was Jiang Heng, and Jiang Heng chose a seat to sit down without taking Li Tai's face into consideration.

"You... you guys!" Li Tai could hardly restrain his anger, with veins popping out of his forehead, but he was stunned when he saw Hou Shan who was following him: "You monkey! You brought this? What the hell do you mean?"

Li Tai vaguely felt that something was wrong with today's matter.

"Li Tai, hurry up and salute Master Jiang when you see Master Jiang!" Hou Shan, under Yang Dalang's signal, forced himself to face Li Tai and said.

But as soon as Hou Shan's words fell, one of Li Tai's confidantes sitting opposite him slapped the table, stood up suddenly, pointed at Hou Shan, and cursed: "You son of a bitch, what are you?" The thing, the name of the boss, is also what you can call it?"

"Son of a bitch!"

Hou Shan was also angry. He was already too popular among the sword-bearers, and he was often bullied by these arrogant and domineering people in the past. Not to be outdone, he got up and pointed at the middle-aged man opposite and growled: "You are just a dog next to Li Tai, what right do you have to yell at me Hou Shan!"

"Okay! Monkey, you step back first!"

Jiang Heng waved his hand. Hearing this, Hou Shan hurriedly stepped aside and bowed to Hou Li, but stared at the group of people opposite him with red eyes.

Hou Shan's mood was very complicated. He didn't hate these people before, at least they gave him a bite to eat before. But now it's different...

"Who the hell are you? Do you know where this place is?" Li Tai looked at Jiang Heng again with a gloomy expression.

"Does it matter who I am? And do you still want to do something to me?"

Li Tai's eyes were wide open, his forehead was bulging, and his face was ferocious, and he said fiercely: "Believe it or not, just relying on what I said today, you won't be able to get out of this red rhyme building today!"

As soon as the last word was finished, there was a burst of intensive footsteps coming from the corridor on the other side. In just a few breaths, the private room on the second floor was occupied by thirty or forty people carrying big knives. The strong man was blocked.

All of them stared fiercely at Jiang Heng and his party.

Looking at the huge momentum, Jiang Heng smiled slightly, ignoring the aggressive Li Tai, but turned to look at Elder Chu not far away.

"This old gentleman is..."

"This old man is Chu Shengge of Iron Sword Sect, but before the young man asks someone's name, shouldn't he first tell me who you are?" Elder Chu snorted coldly, his sharp eyes were also fixed on Jiang Heng at this time, as if It will be like drawing a sword in a moment.

"Well! I should say something, so let me introduce myself, my last name..."

call!

Just in the middle of the speech, a gust of evil wind came in an instant, and everyone only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and felt that something was passing by.

In an instant, Elder Chu's hairs blew up, and it was aimed at him.

He wanted to draw his sword to fight back, but when he first made a move, he only felt that his head was imprisoned by some kind of steel. The next moment he felt a huge force coming, and the next moment he felt his whole body being driven, like a powerless sack at his mercy.

Boom!

With a dull bang, the carved wooden table, which still had plenty of food and wine left, shattered apart.

Sawdust flew across, and the people around suddenly woke up, and looked at the center of the sudden explosion in astonishment.

But I saw that Mr. Chu, who was as elegant and outstanding as an old scholar, was pressed to the ground with one hand like a dead dog at this time. Looking at him, he seemed to be calm and breezy, obviously relaxed, comfortable and leisurely.

"Aren't you fifty years old? You're only at the first rank. I'm afraid you'll live on dogs at your age!"

The plain and unruffled words fell into Elder Chu's ears like a heavy hammer, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood, but he couldn't move a single inch. The hand that seemed to be holding his head casually seemed to possess unrivaled power.

In the face of this kind of power, Chu Shengge only felt that his own power was as ridiculous as a child's.

"This this..."

Li Tai stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded. He knew the strength of Elder Chu. When he was young, he was a second-rank martial artist, but hesitantly, his blood has dropped to first-rank in his old age. But such a first-rank person who is inferior to skills, don't even think about taking him down in one move.

To achieve this, perhaps only a master at the level of his own sect master can do it!

The strength of the young man in front of him is not inferior to his own sect master?

Seeing Mr. Chu who was already lifting the dead dog easily with one hand, Li Tai's thoughts changed.

"Hahaha, Mr. Jiang, please forgive me! This...these are all the people of Cangzhou City. I think today's matter will be forgotten. If Mr. Chu offends you, please bear with me a little bit more. If you don’t, forget it, there’s no need to use knives and guns!”

As a swordsman, Li Tai knows how to measure, so he naturally has a very thick skin.

Boom!

Throwing Elder Chu aside casually, Jiang Heng put his hands behind his back, slipped two practice iron balls from his sleeves in due course, and started playing with them with one hand. In order to strengthen the speed of Qi and blood circulation in the hand joints, Jiang Heng has recently liked to play with his hands all the time.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you this time, kill this person, or I will kill you! Give you three breaths! One!"

The indifferent voice came out slowly, but it changed several times in an instant when it fell into Li Tai's ears!

He knew very well that the young man in front of him should not have lied to him, because he could feel the evil spirit on this young man, like an executioner who had killed many people!

Once the elder of the Iron Sword Gate Holding Sword Hall is killed, it is equivalent to casting a certificate of honor!

And judging from the strength he showed just now, Li Tai knew that if he resisted, he would end up no different from Elder Chu on the ground.

"two!"

"three...."

puff!

"you...."

Just before the word "three" fell, a large knife as tall as a person fell down hard. Chu Shengge's eyes widened, and his head rolled on the floor before stopping, but his eyes kept staring. The round posture seems unbelievable.

Ok!

Jiang Heng nodded in satisfaction, patted the somewhat silent Li Tai, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, you won't suffer if you do things with me!"

Li Tai nodded silently, feeling a little depressed.

Jiang Heng smiled lightly, waved his hands and said with a light smile: "I want to ask you a question now, how does your current status compare with Luo Yangsheng's?"

"This... this is naturally the door owner's status is greater!"

Li Tai frowned and didn't understand what the young man in front of him meant.

"Then what if I let you become the master of the Daomen?" Jiang Heng was still smiling, but that smile seemed to be a trap set by the devil.

Li Tai heard that his pupils also shrank suddenly in a very short period of time, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but he quickly recovered.

"My lord, is there... what do I need to do?"