The alien devil is in the city

Zhou Hui didn't get angry when he heard this, but found a chair to sit down and said coldly: "You are still as arrogant as ever."

Zhou Zhetian was immediately startled when he heard this voice, and then slowly turned his head around. When he saw Zhou Hui sitting calmly on a chair and looking at him coldly, he became angry.

"Who am I asking? It turns out to be you, a wild bastard. How does it feel to be kicked out of your family? It seems that it is easy for me to destroy you. I must kill you before I can feel safe."

I really admire you for having the courage to come here and die. If you hide quietly for the rest of your life, I guarantee that you will live to the end of the world. It's a pity that you like to come out and play around."

After saying that, he punched out. The punch contained the anger of the past few days, and he just vented it out at the same time. The punch was powerful, and the murderous intent in his eyes burst out.

Zhou Hui sneered and punched out, Xuanming's Qi swirled around the fist, cold and vicious. When the two fists collided, they were evenly matched.

Zhou Zhetian took several steps back, feeling extremely shocked. He was extremely sure that he had been destroyed last time. How could he recover so quickly and take a few steps further? This was impossible. Zhou Zhetian shook his head vigorously.

Then he looked down at his hand and found that it was starting to turn black and was extremely cold. He shook his hand hard and concentrated all his inner strength to expel it, but it had no effect at all.

Zhou Zhetian said in horror: "What have you done to me? I want you to die, go to hell." After saying this, a sword was pulled out from his waist and stabbed at Zhou Hui.

The waves of sword energy made Zhou Hui's whole body feel cold, but Zhou Hui was not afraid at all and stretched out his hand to hold the sword.

Blood began to flow from Zhou Hui's hand, and Zhou Hui struck Zhou Zhetian with a fist in his other hand.

Before Zhou Zhetian could react, he was hit hard in the face by this punch. The ups and downs flooded into his heart instantly. Before he could feel it, the fist hit him again, and he was hit dizzy again.

Zhou Zhetian was awakened by the shock at this time, and wanted to resist, but he couldn't move, so he had to put down the sword in his hand, then fell backward, avoiding another punch from Zhou Hui.

Zhou Zhetian rolled a few times, then stood up and quickly punched Zhou Hui's fist.

Both of them took a few steps back. Zhou Zhetian quickly took out a pair of boxing gloves from his pocket, put it on his hands, and then swung it out again.

Zhou Hui immediately moved out of the way when he saw the shining gloves, turned behind Zhou Zhetian and punched out, Zhou Zhetian had no time.

When he turned around, he received a solid punch in the back.

When Zhou Hui's second punch came, Zhou Zhetian had already rushed forward. Zhou Hui felt a heartbreaking pain coming from his fist and quickly retracted his fist. Suddenly there were four bloody holes in his fist.

Looking at the bloody hole in Zhou Hui's hand, Zhou Zhetian sneered, "You are strong now, but you will still die. When you see your mother, don't forget to say hello to me."

"You are looking for death." Zhou Hui became angry when he heard his mother. He was completely angry. All the spiritual power in his body began to work crazily. The wounds on his hands immediately began to heal and stopped bleeding.

Xuan Ming Qi kept flowing in his fist, getting stronger and stronger. When this punch was blasted out with extremely angry momentum, Zhou Zhetian deeply felt the threat of death.

He quickly used all his inner strength, and then raised his fists to meet him. The fists touched each other, and there was only a clicking sound.

Then Zhou Zhetian made an angry "Ah" sound, and then shouted: "My hand, my hand, Zhou Hui, you are so cruel, you even forgot that I am your brother."

He was answered by another punch coming towards him. Zhou Zhetian did not dare to take it forcefully and quickly retreated, but there was a wall behind him. There was no way to retreat. He gritted his teeth and raised another fist to meet him, and the shoes on his feet suddenly twitched.

He protruded the spikes and kicked Zhou Hui.

Zhou Hui had no time to react and had to use the thigh of one foot to push against him. However, the power of his fist did not decrease, but tended to increase.

He tried to touch his fists, but Zhou Zhetian's fists were still so fragile. They all broke with a "click, click" sound, and his foot had already penetrated deeply into Zhou Hui's thigh, which made Zhou Hui grit his teeth in pain.

He quickly moved back, looked at the bleeding thigh, and immediately tore a piece of cloth to tie it up. Then he gritted his teeth and blasted towards Zhou Zhetian's feet.

Seeing such a ferocious Zhou Hui, Zhou Zhetian finally said in fear: "Brother, don't kill me. I'm wrong. Isn't that okay? None of this was what I did. It was what my father ordered me to do. He suspected your mother of betrayal."

If you kill him, you are not his biological flesh and blood."

"What?" This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, deeply blocking his fist from moving forward.

Zhou Zhetian looked at Zhou Hui in a daze, opened the spikes on his feet, and quickly kicked Zhou Hui's heart. Zhou Hui felt death coming, and his body couldn't help but tilt, and the sharp knife pierced Zhou Hui's chest, but missed.

Zhou Hui's heart.

Zhou Hui woke up and punched Zhou Zhetian in the chest angrily. Zhou Zhetian heard the sound of his heart breaking before he could even hide.

then

He stepped back and began to spit out blood from his mouth. Feeling that he was about to lose his life, he laughed heartily.

This person who had lived in Zhou Zheyun's shadow since childhood could not escape Zhou Zheyun's shadow when he took over his position. Now he felt that he was finally freed from his shadow and couldn't help but laugh.

But the pace of death quickened, and he fell down with a smile, and then smiled, a smile of relief.

Zhou Hui looked at his bleeding chest, tapped it a few times, and then swallowed a pill. He sat cross-legged and performed the Xuan Ming Jue.

The wound started to stop bleeding and showed some signs of healing. After adjusting my breath for a while, I looked at the TV and found that it was monitoring the Luo family. The fighting there was continuing, but it seemed to be developing in a good direction.

Zhou Hui never worried about his master Fang Fan. He knew that Fang Fan was very strong, so he smashed the TV and looked around to see if there was anything useful.

After searching for a long time, he found nothing. When he saw a safe hidden under the bedside, his eyes lit up. Without saying a word, he pulled the safe out with a few beats.

He put it on his shoulders and walked out the door. Before leaving, he looked back at Zhou Zhetian, who was lying on the ground without breathing. He shouted in his heart: "Mom, I have finally avenged you. You can rest in peace."

Then he ran out of the hospital carrying the safe in a very happy mood.

The sword of Wu Hai, an old man from the Wu family, was very fierce, and he followed a fierce path. Fang Fan's jaw was numb all the time.

"Young man, you can't do it in front of grandpa. Go back and eat for a few more years before fighting with grandpa." Wu Hai murmured loudly at the top of his voice.

Then the heavy steel sword fell to the ground and made a "clang" sound. Fang Fan shook the sword, his sword intention slowing down and his desire to fight full.

"Okay, I like this kind of young man. He has the fighting spirit and refuses to admit defeat. Then I will attack with all my strength, otherwise I'm really sorry for you." After saying that, he waved the knife, and the wind roared suddenly, and the flying dust on the ground was brought out and towards you.

The sky scatters.

And the slightly bright sky began to become more and more obvious. But as soon as the sword came out, it blocked the light.

Fang Fan looked at the gray sky, without a trace of light, and cursed in his heart. He is really a super insidious guy. I wonder how many people he has deceived with his appearance?

Fang Fan held the sword and swung it upward as if to make a hole, and then let the sunlight shine in again.