martial law

The figure has grown a lot, and the naked eye has grown by more than ten centimeters, and the robe on his body has exploded countless cracks.

The skin covered with blue veins like a horned dragon is exposed.

call out……

There was a sound of gasping all around.

Only then did they understand.

Why, Li Xuwen, who was born with supernatural power and invincible spear, was violently beheaded by Yang Lin, and the big spear was broken into seventeen or eight pieces.

At the same time, he shattered the long knife in his hand into shards of glass.

This power is a bit scary to look at.

Yang Lin threw away the remaining handle of the knife casually, and as soon as he reached out to catch it, he caught a meter-long steel bar that had just fallen from the roof. He squeezed the handle with both hands, twisted it into a ball, and squeezed it into a ball...

Throw it on the ground and roll away.

He knocked on his chest, made a dull tremolo sound like steel colliding, stretched out his hand and waved, "Come on, let's make a move."

At this moment, he completely let go of his murderous boost, triple the power.

Killing Fist Dao was running at full strength, although his personality became a little irritable and impulsive, and his killing intent was a little heavy.

But at least, it hasn't affected my sanity yet.

After the battle with Gong Baosen, from the intent to kill to withdrawing the intent to kill, his will has become more rounded, and now he seems to be more than capable.

Seeing the change in Yang Lin's body shape and the tremendous strength in his hands, Li Xuwen's thick eyebrows twitched fiercely, and his eyes became more serious.

He stopped talking too much, but bowed his back slightly and rushed forward.

Chopping through the waves, he arrived in front of Yang Lin, fists forward and backward, like a heavy hammer wrapped in a dull wind, and at the same time, his elbows turned into guns, and he followed.

At the same time, the left knee was like a cone breaking through the city, and suddenly rose from the ground, directly hitting Yang Lin's lower abdomen.

Fists, elbows, knees...

Cooperating with Li Xuwen's landslide-like attack.

It is his best trick.

The tiger climbs the mountain hard.

The number of famous masters who died under this move cannot be counted with both hands and feet.

Yang Lin has no doubt that even if there is a huge cliff in front of him, Li Xuwen can still punch a deep human-shaped hole.

It's not a trick to be powerful.

but people.

As one of the most outstanding martial artists of this era, Li Xuwen not only has a body like steel, but even his nerves are as strong as steel wire.

Seeing Yang Lin's strength.

Not only did he not have the slightest bit of fear, on the contrary, he became more determined, more aggressive, and went head-on.

If it were someone else, they would face this fierce attack.

If he wanted not to be beaten to pieces, he had no choice but to retreat, his momentum plummeted, and then he was completely caught by Li Xuwen and beaten into a pulp.

However, Yang Lin not only refused to retreat.

Instead, take a step forward.

He let out a long laugh, and his muscles and bones all over his body made a rumbling sound of thunder, and his muscles and muscles all over his body were like bowstrings.

Suddenly, he sat on the horse with his waist down, his hair all raised back, his body was full of blood, and his energy was rising like flames.

Punch out.

It was like a thunderbolt hit in the air.

Where Yang Lin's fist passed, the air was compressed into a thin white ripple.

Before the punch came, Li Xuwen's robe and hair flew backwards, making loud noises.

As soon as his two punches and one elbow touched the edge of the fist, there was a loud crackling sound...

First, the face of the fist was sunken visible to the naked eye;

Then the elbow, suddenly twisted and bent;

And finally the body...

The chest and abdomen were pierced by a punch, and with the rest of the impact, it was punched into a bow shape, and it slammed backwards with a sound.

This time, he was not as calm as before.

When Yang Lin withdrew his punches, everyone saw that Li Xuwen was already lying on his side on the ground, his fists were broken, and blood was involuntarily spitting out from his mouth.

He raised his head vigorously, coughed and spurted blood, and said with a smile: "What kind of punch is this, it's enjoyable."

"Killing Fist, gather all the strength in one point.

Nothing is indestructible, nothing is indestructible. "

Yang Lin let out a long breath, his body was like a deflated ball, and he gradually shrank by one size, and said with a smile: "The old man's bones are still not good enough, he needs to be beaten.

Come on, send the old man to the medical clinic quickly, find a good doctor, and I will pay for the medicine. "

"Yang Wudi, Yang Wudi."

"Shenquan Yang Wudi..."

There were fanatical shouts all around, first one or two, and then they joined together.

……

Going to the meeting alone, punching the master.

Yang Lin came here with pleasure and left with all his might.

Everyone gathered in the theater building, unwilling to leave for a long time.

God of War.

Chapter 134

Back home, Yang Lin certainly couldn't eat ten old hens.

Now, the little mushroom is also lucky.

And she's not alone.

Everyone in the mansion has good luck today.

In order to congratulate Yang Lin on defeating the three great masters and winning a complete victory, my old lady Liang Yingzhen gave a speech and held a three-day feast at home to celebrate to the fullest.

What's more, she also changed out of her skirt, and cooked a large table of delicious dishes by herself, to reward her precious son who suddenly changed his temper.

Among other things, although Liang Yingzhen doesn't cook often, her cooking skills are very good.

It is better than the famous chefs from the south of the Yangtze River that the mansion spent a lot of money on.

I don't know if old man Yang Shoucheng was conquered by this skill at the beginning?So much so that after so many years, I still have a lot of respect and love for Liang Yingzhen.

How much do you love?

It is a kind of deep affection of mice to cats.

These days, if a rich, powerful and capable man does not marry ten or eight concubines, he is considered incompetent.

However, Yang Shoucheng has never even cheated once in his life.

When he was in Hangzhou, the most he could do was go to Shen Jiuer's restaurant across the street to eat Dongpo pork a few times, and come back to have a good dream.

Perhaps this is the happiness and troubles of foodie men.

……

The little mushroom devoured the chicken, and the little princess would grab the chicken wings with her from time to time, and the two had a lively fight.

Xianglian sat softly, flicking the strings lightly, and played the newly learned Spring River Flower and Moon Night.

Her musical talent is indeed extremely extraordinary, as long as she listens to any song once, she will remember it all at once...

He also deduces the parts that Yang Lin doesn't remember very well in his own way, and it turns out to be seamless, without any flaws, just like it has always been.

That is to say, this girl has not been taught skills by a great music master since she was a child, otherwise, Yang Lin would not dare to imagine what kind of achievements she can achieve in this respect.

The soft and light qin music echoed in my ears, and bursts of laughter floated into the small courtyard in the distance. Yang Lin held the fragrant tea with a gentle expression on his face, and couldn't help sighing.

I don't know since when.

He has long been the pillar of the family.

Every move affects everyone's heart.

Returning victorious this time.

He doesn't know what the common people and officials and businessmen in Shanghai think.

But, at least at this moment, in this yard, there are people who share their sorrows and joys, and share life and death with him.

Those distant home and country events, here, seem to be far away, and they can't be seen clearly.

……

The life at home is peaceful and stable, but for some reason, Yang Lin is still faintly uneasy.

I don't know what went wrong.

After thinking about it carefully, here in Shanghai, after the battle with the three great masters, there shouldn't be anyone who is not open-eyed to come to find trouble.

Especially after Chen Zimei took control of the Green Gang.

The disciples who came out of Jingwumen occupy all kinds of fields, and acquaintances can be seen everywhere.

On the surface, these people are not under Yang Lin's command and jurisdiction, but when they see them, they must respectfully call Master Yang and perform the disciple's salute without daring to neglect them in the slightest.

Chen Zimei has been very prosperous recently, and once her long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, her prestige in the Tongxing Association has reached a new high.

I heard rumors recently that if an army is set up here in Shanghai, he may become the governor of the Shanghai Army and be in charge of military affairs and civil affairs.

Of course, this is just an expectation and cannot be realized for the time being.

The Tongxinhui is currently lobbying the prominent families in the south of the Yangtze River, and most of the southern provinces have begun to respond.

However, the north is still secretive, and the time to overthrow the Qing court is not yet fully ripe.

It is a very critical time.

Therefore, Chen Zimei greets everyone with a smile now, focusing on winning all parties and building a good relationship.

Every time I saw Yang Lin, I kept my posture extremely low, almost giving him up.

It can be said that this person is thirsty for talents, and it can also be said that Yang Lin's fierce killing in the big world that day made him feel particularly lingering in his heart, and he would rather respect three points than offend or get close to him.

Now Yang Lin, no matter where he goes, he will only gain awe... Even businessmen from Britain, France, Japan and the United States now have to take a detour when they see him.

It has such a great deterrent effect.

Yang Lin is not that sensitive to changes in his own fame and status.

He also doesn't like to hang out on the street all day long, enjoying others watching him pointing like watching a monkey show.

Even if it is worship and admiration, it is annoying to listen to it too much.

Just think about it, if you take a little mushroom to buy some snacks on the street, you will be surrounded by respectful greetings...

"Hello, Master Yang" in hundreds of thousands of voices along the way, and from time to time, you will meet some poor young people who kowtow and worship, want to learn from a teacher but can't afford the tuition fees.

He can't walk around this street anymore.

Therefore, an expert must have the demeanor of an expert, and if he should hide, he must hide.

At this time, Yang Lin finally understood.

Why, throughout the ages, those celebrities and experts usually lived in seclusion and lived like a hermit.

Because, as a last resort.

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