Strategies and tricks seem so ridiculous in the face of absolute strength.
Zhuang Fangliang clenched his fists, not intending to let anyone go. His internal energy gathered in his body, and the majestic internal energy burned like a raging fire.
He said ferociously: "No matter what plan you have, there is only a dead end."
The opponent is as powerful as a tiger, but the short man and the fat man are not afraid. As masters, they still have the arrogance of masters.
The two of them rushed towards Zhuang Fangliang at the same time. The fat man was in front, waving a big knife and was bound to give Zhuang Fangliang a heavy blow.
Chaozi tacitly walked around behind Zhuang Fangliang, looking for opportunities to make a sneak attack.
Zhuang Fangliang didn't talk nonsense, and hit the fat man hard with a fire punch. The fat man's huge body was sent ten meters away by the punch.
When the punch hit the fat man, he felt like a giant hitting his abdomen with a hammer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the stone pillar behind him was directly smashed.
The dwarf ignored the fat man, but took advantage of the opportunity for Zhuang Fangliang to hit the fat man away. He quickly came behind him and fired several flying knives at Zhuang Fangliang. The dwarf also rushed up with the throwing knives.
The short man is nimble and quick, and the fat man is not bad either.
The fat man who had just been blown away and fell to the ruins also dodged in an instant, broke through the pile of rocks, came to Zhuang Fangliang, and formed a double-team with the short man.
Faced with such a sharp offensive, Zhuang Fangliang remained unmoved at all, and even snorted coldly, looking down upon him.
The curved figure slowly stood up straight, opened his eyes, and a sharp red light burst out. At this moment, he was Shura.
Zhuang Fangliang's hands turned into fists, and in an instant, he held both of them in his hands.
The weapons of the thin man and the fat man were immobilized by Zhuang Fangliang's powerful internal force, and their necks were tightened. Zhuang Fangliang had no intention of giving them a chance.
The old father, whose eyes were red with bloodshed, turned to Zhuang Qiuyun and said, "Qiuyun, close your eyes."
The obedient Zhuang Qiuyun quickly closed his eyes.
Gongsun Fu stood aside indifferently. He knew Zhuang Fangliang's identity. He was directly under the guard captain in front of the Guangming Palace. He had to deal with several killers, but it was not easy to capture them.
But Fu Yutao broke out in a cold sweat and looked embarrassed. Only now did she truly feel Zhuang Fangliang's strength.
The dwarf didn't even have the strength to struggle. His blood was blocked and his eyes were bleeding. He said hoarsely: "Help, help."
Before he could finish saying help, the short man and the fat man were crushed to pieces by Zhuang Fangliang at the same time.
Everything happened so fast that Shouzi and Fu Yutao, who originally planned to deal with Zhuang Qiuyun first, had no time to support them.
Both of them were frightened by the decisive killing method, but unlike Fu Yutao's fear, the thin man was full of anger and said viciously: "You actually gave my brothers to..."
Knowing that he was no match for Zhuang Fangliang, he immediately turned around and shouted angrily: "Kill my brother, and your daughter will never survive."
The thin man swung his sword towards Zhuang Qiuyun and stabbed him.
When a brother is killed, someone is always there to support him.
He wanted Zhuang Fangliang to feel the pain of losing a loved one.
Professional killers are different after all. Even when full of anger, they can still make the most accurate judgment.
The sword was moving very fast, but with a "clang" sound, another sword tried to deflect the thin man's thrust.
But Gongsun Fu didn't expect that although the opponent was thin, his strength was not small at all. In addition, the opponent rushed with the help of his steps, and Gongsun Fu could only barely block it for a while.
Gongsun Fu looked dissatisfied and said: "You can just deal with them all. Do you have to do this to me to be satisfied?"
Zhuang Fangliang crossed his arms and said calmly: "This is actual combat training."
Obviously, Zhuang Fangliang did not intend to intervene. In fact, with his ability, even if Gongsun Fu had not taken action just now, he would not let his daughter have any accidents.
The purpose of keeping the thin man behind was to train Gongsun Fu.
Practice without combat experience is meaningless.
The thin man was furious and felt that the two of them were looking down on him. He said with a ferocious face: "You actually have time to chat?"
The angry thin man kept swinging his sword at extremely fast speeds, leaving Gongsun Fu exhausted and unable to fight back.
"wrist."
"Shoulder."
Gongsun Fu said impatiently: "I know too, okay?"
I knew it, but the opponent's sword was too fast. His brain couldn't react and his body couldn't keep up. Gongsun Fu could only resist it.
Finally, when the opponent slashed at him, Gongsun Fu bent down, avoided the attack and found a chance to counterattack.
He stepped forward and swung his sword upward with his backhand, but he didn't expect that the blow hit the thin man's waistband.
The thin man's pants slipped down. Gongsun Fu and Zhuang Qiuyun quickly closed their eyes. Gongsun Fu angrily yelled, "Damn it, you guy, give me my clean eyes."
Fu Yutao was really speechless. She could still understand Zhuang Qiuyun's reaction. Why is your Gongsun pretending to be innocent?
What the other party has, you don’t have too.
Upon seeing this, Zhuang Fangliang immediately reminded: "Don't relax! Attack his waist quickly!"
How could one be distracted during a battle, let alone someone like Gongsun Fu who would close his eyes over a trivial matter.
If he were to meet a master, the moment Gongsun Fu closed his eyes would have been enough to kill him.
Zhuang Fangliang decided to teach Gongsun Fu a lesson afterwards.
Compared to the fierce reactions of Gongsun Fu and Zhuang Qiuyun, the thin man who had his belt cut off was much calmer and stabbed Gongsun Fu directly without hesitation.
Gongsun Fu had no choice but to open his eyes, take a step back, and hold his sword to block the attack of the assassin.
He turned sideways, suddenly clamped the arm of the thin man with a smooth buttocks, stepped on the thin man's toes with force, and finally pierced the thin man with his sword.
The thin man looked ferocious. He didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of such an inconspicuous young man.
He said in pain: "You are actually a devil..."
Gongsun Fu's every attack was unconventional. Starting from breaking the thin man's belt, the moves he used could be said to be extremely practical, but also very shameless.
All the shameless movements were so smooth and seamless, they were simply moves that ordinary martial arts people would use.
The thin man fell down slowly, and Gongsun Fu didn't forget to add another blow to his mouth: "Oh? It doesn't look good either."
Gongsun Fu, who had only been handsome for three seconds, found a slight wound on his waist and was immediately beaten back to his original shape.
He shouted desperately: "It's bleeding! Qiuyun, I'm going to die!"
Even Zhuang Qiuyun couldn't help but say: "It's just a small cut, don't make a fuss and pretend to be in pain!"
Zhuang Fangliang, who had just witnessed Gongsun Fu's counterattack process, was a little surprised. Although the move just now was a bit shameless.
But this is not an open and fair competition. Any move that can kill the enemy is a good move.
It was just that Gongsun Fu could counterattack so coherently, even subconsciously, was what really surprised him.
He also couldn't understand why Gongsun Fu, who clearly seemed to be only a third-rate player, could kill a top killer so easily.
Just now, Gongsun Fu not only destroyed the opponent's moves, but also stepped on the opponent's feet, not giving the opponent a chance to escape.
Being able to adapt to the opponent's enemy in battle and making surprising moves is completely different from simply using force.
Even a person with strong martial arts may follow the rules and follow the rules, one move at a time. Therefore, when such a person is really fighting, it is often very easy to find a flaw.
On the contrary, Gongsun Fu's moves would be difficult to achieve without countless actual combat experiences.
It's like being an orthodox descendant of a wealthy family, different from a martial artist who has been around for many years.
But Gongsun Fu didn't look like he had been wandering alone in the world for many years, and this matter couldn't be clarified instantly.
If I continue to teach Gongsun Fu in the future, I believe I will be able to figure out what is going on.
Now, there are other things to deal with.
Zhuang Fangliang turned and looked at Fu Yutao, the only one still alive.
Fu Yutao was startled when she saw the other party walking towards her. She couldn't help but step back and said, "Don't come here, I am the young palace master of Tongyin Palace!"
At this time, Fu Yutao was extremely scared. Even Tiema Sangui, the three top twenty killers in the Hidden Killing Palace, were eliminated so easily. How could he win?
"If you take another step."
"I will take your life now."
Zhuang Fangliang looked down at Fu Yutao and said coldly.
He didn't care at all about the identity of the young palace master of Tongyin Palace. When Fu Yutao came for the first time, Zhuang Fangliang had thought of killing her on the spot.
Now the other party dares to break into Yangming Palace. Due to emotions and reasons, even if they kill her, other forces can't say anything.
Fu Yutao knew that the other party was not talking big words, but that the other party's momentum and murderous intention were substantial.
She didn't want to die. She was the Young Palace Master of the Secret Palace, and she still had many good days to live.
Fu Yutao begged for mercy in fear, her voice trembling: "Spare me, spare me, can I do anything?"
Zhuang Fangliang had no expression on his face and said coldly: "Really? Then just kill yourself."
