When Zhao Hongming walked in, he found that the huge courtyard behind the door was empty.
"Hey, it's really strange. There are many disciples in the Iron Tiger Gang, why are they so deserted?"
He stopped to spread his consciousness slightly and found two powerful auras in the main hall.
"It turns out that everyone is inside." Zhao Hongming murmured: "According to the information collected, the leader of the Iron Tiger Gang is an innate seventh-level cultivation. Among the many gangs in Ying County, his strength is considered to be in the middle. main idea."
He secretly circulated the true meaning of immortality, concentrated his attention, tensed his whole body, and slowly walked inward to the entrance of the main hall of the Tiehu Gang, and climbed up the steps.
As Zhao Hongming walked, his dantian was filled with anger.
When he walked into the main hall, he found dozens of people gathered inside.
Everyone turned their attention to him.
He looked closely and found a headless corpse lying on the ground, while a man in white robes and a Taoist priest were standing on the main seat in front of him.
It seems that he caught up with the Tiehu Gang who was dealing with family affairs, and the man in white robes must be the leader of the Tiehu Gang.
Just killed.
Zhao Hongming stepped forward: "I am Wei Wuji, and I want to be the leader of the Iron Tiger Gang."
As soon as this statement came out, there was no expected uproar and teasing.
On the contrary, the eyes of the many Iron Tiger Gang disciples in the main hall were full of sympathy, making the already strange atmosphere even stranger.
The male protagonist in white robes and the Taoist priest standing in front of the main seat looked at each other and couldn't help laughing and said: "I didn't expect there would be people kicking the hall at this time. I can only count you as being unlucky."
The figure of the man in white robe swept forward, as if flying in the void, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Hongming.
"What a speed."
Zhao Hongming felt a chill in his heart. He felt that this leader of the Iron Tiger Gang was different from some of the innate warriors he had encountered before. He seemed to be very strong.
Fortunately, he didn't mean to look down upon him, and immediately activated his true intention of immortality and activated his martial arts.
My whole body was already in a tense state, but with just one thought, I immediately mobilized all my strength.
Zhao Hongming's body made a compact and smooth sound, making his already burly body even burlier.
At the same time, a light blue light mask appeared on his body surface.
This is the result of activating the two most powerful martial arts of moving mountains and suppressing demons.
The man in white robe who rushed to Zhao Hongming took out a triangular formation flag and waved it lightly.
A golden shadow suddenly bloomed in front of him, like an arm that had expanded several times, and punched Zhao Hongming.
boom!
Zhao Hongming also punched, landing on the golden shadow.
The image of the fist in front of him was obviously illusory, but when it actually landed on it, Zhao Hongming was completely shocked, as if his whole body had been hit.
However, his martial arts after breaking through now are the strongest martial arts in the world.
This golden shadow did not shake Zhao Hongming in the slightest.
"Huh?"
The man in white robe was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhao Hongming to be able to catch his move.
"You are strong, but I think I should be stronger than you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hongming's figure suddenly disappeared in front of the man in white robe.
The man in white robe was horrified and hurriedly held out a small triangular flag.
The small triangular flag spun and went directly through his head.
Then, a look of pain appeared on the white-robed man's face. After a soft drink, golden light and shadow burst out of his body, turning into two heads and four arms.
In just two breaths, the man in white robe transformed into a man with three heads and six arms.
Zhao Hongming had never seen such a method before and was surprised.
Each and every one of the small Tiehu Gang didn’t expect their doorways to be so deep.
Without any hesitation, he launched his martial art Suiyue.
This martial skill evolved from the Fury Fist, which can convert energy and blood into attack methods, increasing the power several times at the moment of taking action.
Zhao Hongming turned into afterimages and used his body skills to rush towards the white-robed man.
The two of them fought.
Everywhere they passed, tables, chairs, and wooden pillars were smashed to pieces by the overflowing power from the battle between the two.
Many Iron Tiger Gang disciples gathered in the main hall hurriedly dispersed around, not daring to get too close to the two of them.
Bang bang bang.
The speed of the two people's attacks became faster and faster, and as they exchanged attacks one after another, the man in white robe became more and more frightened.
The strength of this man's whole body is extremely majestic, and his skills are sharp and his speed is agile.
Even if he used all the immortal methods, he still felt numb all over, and it was a big deal to him for a while.
boom!
The man in white robe seized an opportunity and punched Zhao Hongming in the abdomen.
However, Zhao Hongming only wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and quickly continued to attack as if nothing was wrong.
Gradually, after fighting dozens of moves in succession, the man in white robe became unable to resist anymore.
This is the result of his use of immortal methods and the blessing of magical weapons.
If it were a martial artist of the same level, he probably wouldn't even be able to catch the opponent's attack.
On the other side, Zhao Hongming felt that the leader of the "Iron Tiger Gang" was really powerful.
He was already dissatisfied as he was unable to defeat a mere Xiantian-level martial artist with just a few moves.
So he used all his strength to activate the True Intention of Eternal Age, operating the Desolate Secret Movement to the extreme, and his figure was so fast that there was no longer any afterimage.
Zhao Hongming got under the man in white robe and punched the man in white robe in the back.
One punch will not kill you.
Zhao Hongming showed real fire and punched his back wildly.
After throwing more than a dozen punches in a row, the three heads and six arms that the man in white robe mobilized were beaten to a state of disarray and completely collapsed.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what are you still looking at? Come and save me quickly!"
The man in white robe shouted loudly.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a punch landed in front of his face.
There was a muffled sound.
His head was like a watermelon, and it exploded with one punch from Zhao Hongming.
"you dare!"
When the Taoist priest from Shangxianmen saw this scene, his face was horrified, and he hurriedly took out his sword rainbow and shot it towards Zhao Hongming.
Zhao Hongming has a keen sense of consciousness.
It was as if there was an extra eye behind him, as he had expected it.
He activated [Demon Suppression] with all his strength, and at the same time, he moved his steps slightly and turned slightly sideways.
The long sword passed him by, and when it landed on the blue light barrier, it made a strange sizzling sound.
Zhao Hongming's eyes moved and he quickly grabbed the tail of the sword rainbow.
The long sword was held in his hand, and a huge force came out, and he kept struggling as if he was very spiritual.
Zhao Hongming's face darkened, he held the long sword tightly, and then pulled it back bit by bit.
"This sword is nice, what a pity."
The muscles on Zhao Hongming's arms further expanded and became larger. Dense blood spots appeared on his hands, and the skin quickly turned black.
He stretched out his other hand to grab the sword body, and then snapped the long sword into two pieces with a click.
"Wow!"
After the long sword broke, the Taoist priest seemed to have suffered a backlash and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of dirty blood.
Zhao Hongming stepped forward and flew in front of Lao Dao. Before he could react, he suddenly pointed at Lao Dao's forehead.
Poof!
A streak of blood appeared on the back of Lao Dao's head, and his body fell down weakly.
In an instant, the entire main hall was silent.
"I want to be the leader of the Iron Tiger Gang. Do you have any objections?"
(End of chapter)
