Martial arts master: My aptitude depends entirely on the pile of exercises

That sky fox?

He is [-]% sure that it must be Yang Can from the Yang family!

Because that Chifeng Fist was handed in by himself when he surrendered to the opponent.

Coupled with the fact that the opponent is also a warrior himself, and has a precedent of killing Wu Bing, it is very reasonable to kill another Wei Junkong!

Excited, he booked a banquet at Wanhualou overnight, and even personally delivered the invitation to Yang's residence.

"Haha, good, good!"

Sun Wenyue was sitting on the chair, his ten fingers quickly tapped on the armrest, his face was filled with a smile, his whole body was extremely excited, and his face was glowing red.

But at this moment, boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door, followed by the sound of fighting and shouting.

Sun Wenyue's complexion changed slightly. As soon as he went out, he saw two figures he thought about day and night, and immediately exclaimed:

"Yes, it's you!"

Chen Yongyang ignored it, and Wan Zhaolun who was next to him slammed his palm.

puff!

Sun Wenyue spat out blood, flew out and hit the wall hard.

Wan Zhaolun frowned slightly and said:

"not him."

Chen Yongyang looked angry, stepped forward two steps and suddenly stepped on Sun Wenyue's hand and shouted in a cold voice:

"Hmph, tell me, have you ever taught Chifeng Fist to others?"

As soon as Sun Wenyue heard the word Chifengquan, Sun Wenyue understood the purpose of the two of them.

Blood foamed from his mouth, but he didn't intend to speak.

Chen Yongyang suddenly exerted force at this moment.

"what!"

A scream.

Chen Yongyang, who had already trampled off Sun Wenyue's left hand, stepped on his head:

"I'll ask you again, have you ever taught Chifeng Fist to others?"

Wan Zhaolun sneered and said:

"Honestly, we can still let you live."

Sun Wenyue, who was in extreme pain, panted with pain on his face:

"Okay, I said, I said..."

"That's what it sounds like."

A look of complacency appeared on the faces of Chen Yongyang and the two of them.

Sun Wenyue gasped for a while, held back the pain, and then said loudly:

"I passed the Chifeng Fist to your mother, your father, and your eighteen generations of ancestors. Go down and find them! Hahahaha!"

Knowing that he had been tricked, Chen Yongyang showed anger, and when he was about to kill him, he suddenly heard a noise outside, and someone even shouted:

"My lord, the wanted criminal is here!"

Wan Zhaolun's complexion changed, and he immediately reminded:

"Banglord, the city lord has brought someone here!"

"go!"

The two did not dare to stay, and immediately fled from the wall.

Soon, Miaoqiu, Feng Ketao and others broke into it.

"What about people?"

"Over, over the wall, and escaped..." Sun Wenyue was seriously injured, struggling to point to the direction in which the two escaped.

"Chase!"

A large number of officers and soldiers chased after the two city owners.

"Damn it, why did it come so fast this time!"

Looking at the pursuers behind, Wan Zhaolun frowned.

That night, they started from the Chifeng Martial Arts Hall, from the west of the city to the east of the city, at least forty people were killed.

And the officers and soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion have nothing to do except follow them and eat farts.

But who would have thought that this time, they would arrive so quickly.

Chen Yongyang was also wondering, but now is not the time to think.

He naturally ignored ordinary officers and soldiers, but he had to pay attention to Miao Qiu, who was also a seventh-rank warrior.

Once dragged, there is only one dead end.

"Let's go separately, see you at the old place!"

He drank lightly.

"it is good!"

Wan Zhaolun immediately agreed, turned to the right, and was about to use his posture to leave quickly, when suddenly a figure rushed out from the corner, blocking his way:

"Want to leave? I'm afraid it's too late now!"

Looking at the familiar fox mask, Wan Zhaolun felt a chill from his heels to the top of his head!

Chapter 25 Kill Wan Zhaolun!There will be rewards in the future!

"It's you!"

Wan Zhaolun's complexion changed.

If he meets the other party alone, he is not afraid.

But the problem now is that there are still a group of officers and soldiers from the City Lord's Mansion chasing him!

If this is delayed, there is only one word of death!

He glanced out of the corner of his eye, pointed his toes, and his figure was about to flee to the left.

Yang Can sneered, followed up with the movement of his figure, and blocked the opponent again:

"Haven't you been looking for me? Now that I've come to your door on my own initiative, why leave in such a hurry!"

"Go away!"

Wan Zhaolun was furious, waved his sleeves, and slapped Yang Can fiercely with a pair of big hands!

It's just that the hands are bigger, and it's not a magic weapon. I'm afraid you won't succeed!

Yang Can's face turned cold, and he immediately launched the Tiangang Yuanyang Art, and with a burst of strength, he punched the opponent's palm!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wan Zhaolun felt a piercing pain coming from his palm, and said in surprise:

"This kid's strength is really scary! No wonder Wei Junkong was interrupted by him last night!"

He knew that there would be no way to deal with the opponent for a while, so he didn't dare to fight recklessly. He pretended to throw his palm and then turned to one side, trying to escape from the side.

Seeing this, Yang Can took two steps forward and kicked the opponent back.

"Boy, you are courting death!" Seeing the pursuers getting closer and closer, Wan Zhaolun gradually became irritable.

He knew that if he didn't deal with the guy wearing a fox mask in front of him, he would never escape from this place!

"Die to me! Pai Shan Zhang!"

Angrily, he raised his hands together, like a huge futon fan, and slapped Yang Can fiercely!

All of a sudden, a strong wind blew up, and Yang Can's clothes rattled amidst the dust and broken rocks. But this time, he didn't choose to fight recklessly. When he moved his footsteps, he took a step back instead.

At this step, it was a coincidence to avoid the opponent's attack.

"Damn! Run away again this time!"

Wan Zhaolun, who slapped the empty space with his palm, was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood!

But that's good too, Yang Can's active retreat gave him a lot of room to escape.

Wan Zhaolun, who found an opportunity, was about to run away as soon as he turned around.

But at this time, Yang Can's soles of his feet were on the ground, his thigh muscles puffed up, and he rushed forward again.

The retreat of the previous step was just a feint, it was all for this attack to gain momentum.

In a normal battle, Wan Zhaolun may not be able to see it, but now, there are wolves in front and tigers in back, and he is so focused on running away that he doesn't have time to pay attention to these details.

Before he could react in time, Yang Can punched him hard in his vest!

Just this punch made his mouth and nose bleed, and he suddenly took three steps forward, only then did he stabilize himself and not fall to the ground.

"Damn!"

Wan Zhaolun spat out a mouthful of blood, and started to flee.

But as soon as he looked up, he found a fist hitting his door.

"what!"

He didn't expect Yang Can to walk in front of him so quickly, he could only use a pair of big hands to stop him hastily.

There was a bang, blood spilled into the sky!

Wan Zhaolun flew out directly.

Yang Can quickly followed, this guy and Chen Yongyang were ruthless, last night in order to find him, they killed dozens of people in Yueyang City.

They must be removed today!

Otherwise, one day, if they discover her identity, there will be endless troubles!

"Death!" Yang Can suddenly punched Wan Zhaolun, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Leave people under the fist!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out!

At the same time, a cold light flashed across Yang Can's throat!

The corner of Yang Can's eyes twitched, and he could see that a spear was attacking him.

As a last resort, Wan Zhaolun could only be let go for the time being, and he swung his fist to the left and slammed it hard on the barrel of the gun with a "clang".

Then he took a few steps back, staring at the person who just arrived and asked in a cold voice:

"Feng Chengwei, what do you mean? Isn't this Wan Zhaolun a wanted criminal in your City Lord's Mansion? Why do you want to save him?"

Cheng Lieutenant Feng Ketao used both hands to suppress the spear that was almost blown away by Yang Can's punch, and said in a cold voice:

"It is precisely because he is a criminal that he cannot just die in your hands. The city lord still has some things to interrogate him."

"Interrogation?" Yang Can thought about the word.

This city lord's mansion was in collusion with the Yueyang gang before, and it could even be said that they were wearing a pair of pants. What was there that he didn't know?

Is it...

Yang Can's expression under the mask suddenly changed, and he cupped his hands and said:

"So that's the case. Since the city lord has something to interrogate, then I'll leave this person to you."

Feng Ketao breathed a sigh of relief, now that the city lord is going after Chen Yongyang, Tianhu is very strong this day.

If there was a conflict, he and his ordinary officers and soldiers alone might not be able to take down the opponent.

With a spear in one hand, he said very politely: