NIP Chapter 85 The Second Lord Kneeled
Chapter 85 The Second Lord Kneeled
Chapter 85 The Sixth Master Kneeled
"Sixth Master, wait a minute."
"The man on the other side scared David Qi away. I'm afraid he has a lot of background. It's not good for us to make things bigger." A bearded think tank next to him said cautiously.
Wu Laoliu sneered: "What do you know? It is precisely because of the background that this matter must be resolved in the territory of Xizhou."
"If you can't suppress him today, to be precise, if you can't kill him, then there will be endless troubles."
"If Li Zhongxian really wants to kill him, he can use the power of martial arts to resolve it, and we can just find someone to take the place of the dead."
"Besides, Xiaoshan is still in his hands, can I just ignore it?"
"go!"
Wu Laoliu and his party went straight to Li Zhongxian's martial arts gym.
Li Zhongxian and Wu Laoliu are sworn brothers. The sixth master can dominate the world in Xizhou precisely because of his presence.
Both of them have no blood, Wu Shan is as precious as their own son to them.
As soon as he heard that Wu Shan had stumbled, Li Zhongxian was furious. Without saying a word, he took the Daguan knife and drove over with Wu Laoliu.
on the long street.
Jiang Han was like a mountain, and Wu Shan, who was sitting on the opposite side, couldn't even breathe.
Wu Shan's nervous clothes were completely soaked, and he kept checking the time on his phone.
Squeak!
Several black luxury cars drove over, their bright lights illuminating the long street.
Looking at the license plate, Wu Shan let out a long sigh of relief.
Uncle and master went out on their own, this time Jiang Han was doomed.
"Master Six is here!"
"Master Li is here!"
Following the disciple's loud call, Wu Laoliu, who was wearing a black exercise shirt, got out of the car.
Under the street lamp, the thin cheeks of the king of Xizhou were tense, and the hideous scar exuded a cold murderous aura.
Following him was a tall middle-aged man with a long beard and a Chinese character face. He was seen carrying a Qinglong Yanyue Saber in his hand.
When the Xizhou disciples saw these two, it was as if they had seen a savior.
The originally raised heads stood proudly one by one, and their morale suddenly became excited.
On the other hand, Zhang Heng and others, their hearts fell into the ice hole, and every pore in their bodies was emitting a biting cold air.
"President Su, it's Xizhou King Wu Lao Liu, and the number one martial artist Li Zhongxian is here."
"These two are great people, Mr. Jiang is afraid that it will be difficult." Zhang Heng sighed softly.
"Hey, he won't listen to persuasion, I hope God will bless you." Su Muxue pursed her lips, clasped her hands together and looked towards the sky.
"Uncle, Master!" Wu Shan stepped forward overjoyed.
Wu Laoliu patted him on the shoulder, his voice was gloomy and hoarse: "Shan'er, you are getting more and more worthless, you can't beat one of thousands of people, it's embarrassing to your uncle and Master Li."
"Wu Shan is incompetent, it all depends on uncle and master!" Wu Shan lowered his head very unwillingly.
"Master Li, let's go meet."
Wu Laoliu smiled and walked towards Jiang Han side by side with Li Zhongxian.
The two sides are not far apart.
Wu Laoliu stared at the young man opposite with his sinister eyes.
This face is very strange.
What surprised the two of them was that the young man was as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest timidity.
This is so unusual.
You must know that in Xizhou, not to mention meeting, just the name is enough to scare people to death.
It's really not that simple.
"Little brother, you're new to me, give me your number." Wu Lao Liuyin sneered.
"Dongzhou Jianghan." Jiang Han clicked on a cigarette.
"Since the two of us are here tonight, you have to give an explanation." The scar on Wu Laoliu's face was tightly locked, and his murderous intent stood up.
"It's useless for anyone to come!"
"He must die! Either you do it or I do it." Jiang Han smiled lightly.
"Hehe, it's interesting." Wu Laoliu laughed sharply.
He originally wanted to ask Jiang Han how he died.
Unexpectedly, the other party turned around and gave him a killing blow.
At this time, any words are superfluous, and it can only be seen in the hands.
"Mr. Li, it's up to you." Wu Laoliu gave Jiang Han a sharp look, and took a few steps back.
"Master, I'm going to meet him."
Before Li Zhongxian could make a move, one of his disciples jumped out.
This person has a dark complexion and a body like an iron tower. He looks like a master of refining.
"Well, Heita, go and meet him, don't be careless." Li Zhongxian ordered.
He was first formed in the black tower, and he was dressed in an iron cloth shirt, which was hard to be hurt by swords and guns. His arms had the strength of several thousand catties, and an ordinary car could be overturned at will.
He is one of the Four King Kong under Li Zhongxian, and he has deep trust in him.
"Ah!"
Heita roared loudly, his muscles swelled and tightened like a dragon, and he smashed Jiang Han's head with a big stick.
But hearing the sound of the strong wind, everyone was terrified.
Jiang Han shook his head slightly, flicked two fingers of his left hand, and knocked on the big stick.
boom!
The big stick was as fragile as glass and shattered at the sound.
Heita's entire palm was drenched with blood from the shards.
"Repay your strength with strength?" Li Zhongxian asked in surprise.
If it weren't for using strength and strength, who would have such strong finger strength to catch the stick and smash it in one go?
Even the powerful Vajra Finger of Buddhism is nothing more than that, right?
"What's the use of force to fight? This is called snapping fingers. Don't you watch TV?"
As Jiang Han said, he flicked again, and the cigarette butt in his hand flew out like a shooting star, hitting that brother Heita between the eyebrows.
Heita groaned, and fell down straight, with a bloody hole between his eyebrows.
Two fingers kill one person!
Even Li Zhongxian, who was well-informed, broke out in a cold sweat.
"Who else wants to try?"
Jiang Han got up and lifted the chair, put his left foot on the chair, and turned sideways to ask everyone proudly.
chant!
A small golden dragon appeared in his palm, and the small dragon was swimming around the tips of the five fingers.
From the outside, it looks like a trick.
But for an expert like Li Zhongxian, it was simply a nightmare.
The transformation of internal force into form is indeed a state of great achievement.
More importantly, he was able to control his inner power so skillfully, as if he had reached the pinnacle.
Li Zhongxian thought that his Yanyue Saber could never be controlled so delicately.
At this moment, all he could think of was a stormy sigh.
If it is true, the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, and the younger generation of geniuses will emerge.
"This……"
Everyone is trembling, who dares to go forward to die?
"Master Li?" Wu Laoliu frowned and glanced at Li Zhongxian.
Li Zhongxian shook his head and sighed sadly: "Master Liu, I still have something to do in the library, let's go first."
Martial arts matters can be distinguished at a glance.
Although Jiang Han is young, he can use his internal force to kill people with the flick of his fingers, and the golden dragon around his fingers, at least he is in the realm of transformation, or even a Wu Zun at the peak of internal training.
Li Zhongxian would never take this risk with his life.
"Come here, carry Heita's body and return to the pavilion." He resolutely chose to leave.
"Master, you, you don't care about me?"
"He will kill me." Wu Shan was anxious, and grabbed Li Zhongxian's clothes.
"He's right. Since you're here, why don't you sit down and have a chat."
Killing chickens to scare monkeys, Jiang Han has no intention of killing them all.
"President Su, please move a chair for Master Li!" Jiang Han waved his hand.
"Oh well!"
It is rare for Su Muxue to be manipulated in public like this. After a short period of discomfort, she reacted and quickly moved a chair to the open space.
"Master Li, sit down." Jiang Han waved his hand.
"Yes!"
Li Zhongxian cupped his hands, and sat down next to Jiang Han uneasily.
"You, sit down too!" Jiang Han beckoned to Wu Laoliu.
"Uncle, we, we can't admit cowardice. Don't you have a trolling team under your command? Call up, and we'll take care of him in one go." Wu Shan was anxious.
Wu Laoliu was also in a daze just now.
Hearing Wu Shanyi's reminder, he suddenly recalled it.
That's right, no matter what kind of expert he is, won't he become a dead ghost if he goes down the shuttle?
"come..."
As soon as Wu Laoliu waved, the troll team who had been waiting for a long time rushed up.
"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few months, you still don't have a long memory." The smile on Jiang Han's face turned cold.
"Haven't seen you for a few months?" Wu Laoliu felt a little bit in his heart.
Jiang Han stood up and walked to Wu Laoliu, and leisurely spit out a few words: "Buddha...do not cross...sinners!"
Buddha does not save sinners!
Just five words, like Wu Laoliu who was blasted by the nine-day god thunder.
The king of Xizhou was stunned, his face full of exaggerated fear.
Then, in front of everyone.
He just knelt at Jiang Han's feet upright.
(End of this chapter)