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"If I make you walk out of the martial arts hall standing today, I will lose!"

Hearing Zhao Rongbin's words, Zhang Yuan showed a contemptuous smile.

Then assume the starting stance of Fuhu Fist!

All the martial arts disciples were in an uproar. They all stared at Zhang Yuan fiercely, wishing they could eat him alive on the spot.

Because when Zhang Yuan was dueling with their senior brother just now, his starting hand gestures were exactly the same.

This is undoubtedly a great humiliation to Zhao Rongbin!

When Zhao Rongbin was hurriedly invited out of the inner room by his disciples, the senior brother of Zhao's martial arts school had already been knocked to the ground by Zhang Yuan, so he did not see the fight between the two.

"Fuhu Fist?"

But seeing Zhang Yuan's boxing style and Zhang Yuan's face, Zhao Rongbin felt an extremely dazzling smile.

The martial arts master couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye: "Okay, okay, let's see if you can subdue my Qing'an Tiger!"

Zhang Yuan's previous choice to practice Fuhu Fist was indeed a good choice, and the taunting effect on Zhao Rongbin was fully maximized.

Let this old Jianghu break the defense on the spot!

"You talk too much nonsense."

As soon as Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he jumped up and suddenly rushed towards Zhao Rongbin.

"Watch the move!"

With a thunderous roar, he grasped the claws of both hands forward at the same time, taking Zhao Rongbin's throat with the left and exploring the opponent's heart with the right.

The power is so powerful and so powerful!

It is the tiger-catching move in Fuhu Fist.

"Well done!"

Zhao Rongbin's anger suddenly turned into fighting spirit, and powerful strength was stimulated from his skin, flesh, muscles, bones and internal organs, and instantly concentrated on his right arm.

Faced with Zhang Yuan's attack, the Tiger of Qing'an suddenly punched out with his right fist!

As a third-level energy master, his angry blow has a strength of over 3,500 kilograms.

In an instant, Zhao Rongbin's arm muscles were as tight as iron, and his fists roared through the air with astonishing power.

It was blasting towards Zhang Yuan's chest!

If this punch hits, even if Zhang Yuan is made of stone, it will be broken into pieces.

At the same time, Zhao Rongbin's left hand was bluffing and he was already ready for a follow-up move.

But this Tiger of Qing'an didn't think he would use his last resort.

If he can't defeat Zhang Yuan in one move, his victory won't be considered a success.

Even more upset!

Zhao Rongbin's eyes were filled with fierceness.

However, the next moment, there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

Because at the moment when the two sides were about to collide head-on, Zhang Yuan suddenly smiled.

He smiled calmly, calmly and confidently.

He suddenly opened his hands and turned his fingers into claws. He caught Zhao Rongbin's right fist with one palm and slapped him in the heart!

Bang!

The fists collided with each other and exploded, causing invisible fluctuations in the surrounding air.

Snap!

Zhao Rongbin was shocked to find that his right fist seemed to have hit a copper wall and an iron wall, and the force that came back from the shock was so severe that his phalanges were broken.

How is this possible! ?

Zhao Rongbin really couldn't believe that a fledgling second-level warrior could possess such tyrannical power.

I feel like I have lived half my life in the body of a dog.

But all his shock, astonishment, doubt, pain and fear were all shattered by Zhang Yuan's right palm in an instant.

Click!

Zhao Rongbin had no time to release his back move, and couldn't even dodge. He received a heavy slap on his left chest.

It was this palm that directly dented the heart of the Tiger of Qing'an. His ribs were broken and shattered on the spot, and his whole body flew backwards involuntarily.

The man was in the air, his face completely distorted, and red blood was flowing out of his mouth, eyes, ears, and nose at the same time.

boom!

Zhao Rongbin flew more than twenty steps away and hit the wall of the martial arts hall.

It actually "hanged"!

All the martial arts disciples were shocked.

Many people didn't even see clearly the fight between Zhang Yuan and Zhao Rongbin, and saw their master being beaten into a wall hanging!

There was silence in the martial arts courtyard, and everyone felt like they were in a dream.

A very unreal dream!

puff!

Zhao Rongbin, who was hanging on the wall, did not die immediately. He opened his mouth and vomited out dirty blood mixed with internal organs fragments. He used his last bit of strength to look up at Zhang Yuan: "䱱..."

It's a pity that this Tiger of Qing'an could only say the last word.

The light of life in his eyes quickly dissipated, and his head drooped, without any breath anymore.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan calmly retracted his palms.

"The Tiger of Qing'an has a false name!"

He sneered, turned around and left after finishing his sentence.

It's over, get out of bed!

It wasn't until Zhang Yuan's figure disappeared at the gate that many martial arts disciples woke up from a dream.

"Master!"

They hurriedly "peel" Zhao Rongbin off the wall.

He wanted to treat his master, but found that Zhao Rongbin had completely died.

The heart of the Tiger of Qing'an was smashed alive by Zhang Yuan's palm!

Wails, screams, calls for help, and cries of pain resounded one after another, turning the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall into a mourning hall.

Zhang Yuan left the martial arts hall and rushed all the way to the outside of Qing'an County.

Meet Zhan Peng who has been waiting there for a long time.

The place they agreed on was far away from official roads, and there were no people around.

Seeing Zhang Yuan, Zhan Peng, who was waiting to be bored, suddenly became energetic.

As a result, before he could speak, Zhang Yuan said lightly: "I have killed Zhao Rongbin."

"What?"

Zhan Peng couldn't believe his ears and suspected that Zhang Yuan was talking nonsense.

He had been separated from Zhang Yuan for a short time. He took his mount and luggage and waited here according to the latter's instructions.

Now Zhang Yuan suddenly said that he had killed Zhao Rongbin.

How could Zhan Peng believe it easily!

But Zhang Yuan had no interest in explaining in detail. He took out a letter from his arms and stuffed it into the other party's hand: "Please send this letter to Linhe, and you should be careful yourself."

Zhao Rongbin is not an unknown little person. He has a lot of connections and power in Qing'an County.

The death of this martial arts master is bound to cause a big stir.

Once someone investigates seriously, it may be found on Zhan Peng.

This possibility is not impossible. As long as Zhan Peng is not stupid, he will naturally know what to do correctly.

Zhang Yuan said nothing more.

He also had no obligation to protect the other party. He immediately took the horse and rode on.

Nodding to Zhan Peng, Zhang Yuan rode away.

Linhe County has several fourth-level Qi warriors. Qing'an County is a populous county with a large number of people. The number of masters and strong men is no less than that of Linhe.

Maybe one of the strong men is Zhao Rongbin's relative or backer.

Zhang Yuan's brain is not full of water.

Of course, he should run as far as possible before the situation spreads completely.

Zhan Peng stared at his figure in a daze, and suddenly shuddered.

He immediately rushed to the city.

And after Zhang Yuan ran a distance on horseback.

Suddenly his face turned pale.

He spit out a ball of black blood!