sorry.

Judging from my life experience, if someone says the words "I'm sorry" to myself, the focus should not be on the other person's guilt, but on the other person's admission of everything they have done.

So, the Huamen, Yuemen and Fengmen among the four gates have already taken refuge with Tang Jingsheng?!

Even if you don't take refuge in the past, you are basically 70 to 80 percent behind...

I secretly sighed in my heart, the situation on the flower boat was really changing day by day. I hadn’t inquired about any new developments in the past few days, and here was such a big news. I guess it was the day when the Wutang destroyed the Liumen with a thunderous force.

It really scared the remaining three gates, right?

Fortunately, Zhao Xiaodao didn't see the old ghost in the secret hall here.

So...now the only one left beside Hong Niang is An Tang?! Where is that old ghost now?!

Before I could think about it, I saw Zhao Xiaodao angrily scolding Ying'an and the three of them, and suddenly there was a loud shout from the crowd.

"Are you done with the noisy bitches? This is not the place for you to curse. If you want to curse, go away!"

A man who looked like a mountain of flesh suddenly slapped the table and stood up. His fat palms like palm leaf slapped the table into two pieces with a "click". The drinks and food on the table were scattered everywhere, and his eyes were like copper bells.

He glanced back and forth, and finally landed on my master. He gave a weird smile and said, "You pretty boy, how dare you dare to say that you want to challenge Zhang Daoxuan of the entire martial arts hall by yourself?!"

My master was expressionless and didn't respond.

That man stood out from the crowd. He was not only tall, but also tall and fat. With a height of 2.23 meters, he looked chubby. His weight alone was probably between 300 and 400 kilograms.

, because he was obese, several tables were overturned as he walked forward. The table of a lean-looking hall master who did not know which hall he belonged to was overturned. He was a little annoyed and gave this man a dissatisfied look.

, but he grabbed his head with one hand, lifted his whole body up like pulling out a carrot, and threw it to one side like he was throwing garbage.

Such height, such weight.

If it were an ordinary person, their cardiopulmonary function would never be able to bear it, they would definitely have symptoms like wheezing like a cow, and their physical fitness would be quite poor.

But this man is full of energy, which reminds me of those legendary masters who have practiced martial arts to the extreme. They are no longer able to move mountains with their steel skin and iron bones. Even their internal organs are tempered to be extremely tough. Even if they are beaten by a

A speeding car hit him suddenly, and the car owner was probably killed on the spot, but his life might not be in danger.

Practicing kung fu horizontally is very harmful to the body. I have only heard of such people, but never seen them. Today, my eyes are opened.

This man was still shirtless at this time of year, but when he walked, the flesh on his body did not tremble. His eyes were ferocious like a wild beast, and he yelled at a loud voice: "My name is Jushan, and I don't want to look down on a kid like you."

, let grandpa handle you first!"

"I'll fight you!"

Wushuang was a little angry, raised the Mo Dao and was about to step forward.

"Snapped!"

My master's palm fell on his shoulder to stop him, then he touched Wushuang's head and said with a smile: "Silly boy, how old are you? This person has probably practiced kung fu for a century, how can you do that?"

If he can handle it, there are not many people in this world who can handle him. Of course, I believe that it doesn’t take more than ten years. As long as I give you ten more years, you can slap him to death. Now... let me take the lead.

Let me protect you from the wind and rain, don’t always be angry, grow up quickly!”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm going to crush you to death!"

When the giant mountain saw that my master was ignoring him, he was very angry. He roared loudly and rushed over like a savage beast. His feet stepped on the cobblestones, some larger cobblestones.

They were all stepped on and split apart.

Tang Jingsheng, who had returned here a long time ago, subconsciously straightened his back and paid great attention to my master. He probably wanted to take the opportunity to find out how powerful my master, a heavenly master, is now.

As a result, my master, who had just been persuading Wushuang to cultivate his moral character and not to be angry, became angry first after being interrupted by this giant mountain. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and shouted: "Get out!"

With a "boom" sound, a ball of spiritual energy exploded in front of Jushan's head, with a sound like thunder.

The huge mountain that was charging towards my master savagely fell straight backwards. When it hit the ground, its huge weight made a muffled sound.

He seemed to be dead, with his whole body straightened up. After three or four breaths, he sat up while shaking his head.

Immediately, blood began to pour out from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears, and his whole person was in a state of confusion.

This is exactly the ability of a great sage in the world. He uses his own spiritual energy to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and kills enemies invisible from a distance.

Since I brought the words of Wei Xiangzi to my master, he seems to have become extremely proficient in this skill, and his attack on the giant mountain is also very particular. People who have trained their bodies to this level are almost no different from monsters.

He has extremely strong vitality and very few fatal points on his body. It is useless to attack the internal organs. The most vulnerable parts of his body are only his bones, joints and brain. These are two places that cannot be tempered.

My master's blow directly impacted the opponent's brain.

However, the vitality of this giant mountain is indeed very tenacious. After sitting in ignorance for a while, the man gradually came to his senses. Then he became more and more furious, got up from the ground and rushed towards my master again.

My master didn't repeat his old tricks. He put his hands behind his back and watched quietly as the opponent rushed forward. Then he raised his hand like a cattail leaf fan and slapped it down.

My master's body tilted, and Jushan's palm slapped the ground. With a "click" sound, the cobblestones on the ground were smashed into pieces by this palm, and small pebbles flew in all directions.

My master seized this opportunity, appeared behind the opponent, and kicked him in the crook of the opponent's leg. The opponent's bones and joints suffered a heavy blow, and he immediately knelt down on one knee.

In this way, his huge body is as tall as my master.

The next moment, my master slapped the opponent on the back of the head with his palm, and the strong wind swept across. This was the perfect combination of power and spiritual energy. Jushan's head made a sound similar to that of smashing a watermelon, and there was a "snap" sound.

After that, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he became motionless. A stream of gray and white liquid suddenly flowed out of his ears that were overflowing with blood, and mixed with the blood. It turned out to be his brain.

Boom!!

Then, the huge corpse fell heavily to the ground...

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Chapter completed!