Infinite Battle

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"This senior brother is wrong. What this person learned is definitely not the indestructible magic of Shaolin King Kong. In my opinion, this person's body and bones are far beyond the realm that ordinary martial arts can achieve. It should be other horizontal kung fu. You see When this person fights with the sect master, there is a copper color flowing on the muscles and bones, and it seems that this person should practice golden bell jars, iron cloth shirts and other horizontal kung fu."

"No, according to what you said, if this person practiced golden bell jars and iron cloth shirts, then he has fought against the master for more than a dozen moves, and he should have been defeated by the master long ago."

Listening to these narrations in his ears, the more he listened to Jiang Shang, the more surprised he was. In the end, the narration actually pointed out the martial arts he practiced.

He punched Yan Zhendong back, and Jiang Shang went straight to the talking people. After fighting Yan Zhendong, Jiang Shang already knew that this person was not his opponent, and he no longer had much thought of probing.

The people behind the mission in Qingshui City had fought against each other last night, and the Iron Master came here today, just to take a look.

If it weren't for this weird narration, Jiang Shang wouldn't have paid too much attention to the iron master.

Jiang Shang wanted to move, but Yan Zhendong naturally had no ability to stop him. After taking Jiang Shang's blow, he was beaten and rolled out, and the iron sand palm that had been practiced for more than 30 years was broken by Jiang Shang's punch , Fire and poison backfire.

The whole person knocked away the disciples around him, and bumped his head on the stairs, his face turned white and red, obviously he was already angry.

Jiang Shang directly ran into the crowd, turning everyone in front of him on their backs, and finally came to the three narrators, grabbed them, threw them towards the door, and then grabbed the people beside him long knife.

stab...

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart made the commotion in the field instantly quiet down. Everyone looked around Jiang Shang, and the people who had been cut in half by Jiang Shang all swallowed their saliva in unison.

From Yan Zhendong being seriously injured, to the throwing of the three people, to now, everything happened too fast.

"The master is dead!!!"

In this eerie silence, someone shouted something, and immediately made all the disciples of the Iron Head Sect in the field look at Jiang Shang.

"Dog officer, take your life!!!"

The death of Yan Zhendong obviously stimulated these iron head disciples a lot. After so many years of domineering in Qingshui City, it was the first time someone came to the door and killed their own head.

Jiang Shang was covered in blood. Looking at the appearance of the group of people around him, he couldn't help but shake. These people don't know how to say stupid? Still loyal.

But none of this has anything to do with Jiang Shang. Since he came here today, Jiang Shang never thought about allowing the Iron Master to survive. These people are the steps he climbed up, and they are all living credit.

"kill!!!"

Standing with a knife, Jiang Shang's eyes also slowly turned red. At this moment, there is no longer any argument about who is innocent and not innocent. There is only a collision of two positions. , wanting to avenge his head.

Pooh...

Seven or eight large heads flew into the sky, and the blood gushing out of their necks, like a fountain, filled the whole yard with the smell of blood and made everyone even more insane.

Jiang Shang only felt extremely happy in his heart. Compared with planning, this kind of murder made him more interesting. The desire to kill that had been carved deep in his heart was fully released under this cruel method. .

The long knife in his hand swept out without any rules, but because of his strong physical fitness, he cut off six or seven people in front of him with one blow. Looking at the people who fell to the ground and howling in pain, Jiang Shang swung the long knife The blood on the blood rushed into the crowd.

Click...

A long knife flew into the air, and the long knife, which had already rolled its blade, finally reached the limit of its lifespan after Jiang Shang chopped off thirty people in a row, and this also gave confidence to the remaining sixty people in the yard.

"Brothers, the knife in the dog officer's hand is broken, kill!!!"

The man rushed forward with a loud shout, Jiang Shang, whose feet were already covered with corpses, slowly closed his eyes, the golden energy in his body was at this moment,

As if a handful of oil had been added to the fire, Jiang Shang's countless veins and veins were filled with golden energy, and his whole body turned directly into a bronze color.

Tiger roaring iron cloth shirt.

A muffled sound of tiger and leopard thunder came from Jiang Shang's body, and the corpse under Jiang Shang's feet exploded in an instant, and Jiang Shang had disappeared in place.

Boom...

The person who rushed over felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and then his chest hurt, and a huge force passed through his chest directly, under the heat and cold, he looked towards his chest with difficulty.

I saw myself being punched through the chest by Jiang Shang's right arm, and countless blood spurted from the man's wound, splashing Jiang Shang all over, shaking off the corpse on his arm, Jiang Shang shook his head, although these people are all martial arts practitioners People are harder to kill than ordinary people, but they are also limited.

Although it can't be unparalleled in dealing with ordinary people, it's not bad, at most it's just a slow kill.

Jiang Shang's move further stimulated the remaining disciples of the Iron Head Sect in the yard, and they all rushed forward in a swarm.

Immediately, the stumps and broken arms flew across the yard, and the people who rushed towards Jiang Shang were also beaten out of the encirclement one after another.

Jiang Shang broke the neck of the last person with a punch, and the whole person gasped. Countless filth and blood flowed down from his body. He stroked down.

The scarlet blood was crazily left from the trouser legs, causing a small puddle to accumulate on the ground where Jiang Shang was standing. After looking at the corpses all over the yard, there were many more who were beaten into flesh when they did it. More than two hundred disciples were in charge, and all of them were killed.

Jiang Shang bent down to pick up the broken knife on the ground, and none of the weapons in the yard were complete, which made Jiang Shang lose the desire to find a good knife. After all, it was just a repair, and it was unnecessary.

In the courtyard, he rummaged and searched, and Jiang Shang really found a few who were not dead. After wiping their necks, they headed towards the inner courtyard of the Iron Head.

When he came to the inner courtyard, Jiang Shang thought that these family members might have run away as he searched house by house, but he didn't expect to find a cellar in the courtyard.

The blood on his body had dried up, making Jiang Shang's Yulong suit dry, his hair and face were even dyed red, he lifted the door of the cellar, and was locked from the inside.

He squatted down and knocked, and there was a muffled sound. Jiang Shang listened to the sound in his ears, and guessed in his heart that the iron gate should be at least a dozen centimeters. These people didn't run for their lives, but hid inside, obviously thinking that there was nothing wrong with it. People can come in.

Jiang Shang took a deep breath, raised his left fist high, and slammed it on the iron door, and there was a loud noise. Unfortunately, there was an extra fist mark on the iron door, and it was unscathed. This made Jiang Shang Put out the thought of breaking open forcefully.

If these people want to hide, then let them hide. Naturally, to kill the family, you don't need to kill these people yourself. There are many ways.

It wasn't until the sun was high that the screams in the Iron Master's yard subsided. The people who had already surrounded the gate because of the movement, as well as the soldiers guarding the city, all looked nervously at the gate with nervous expressions on their faces.

creak creak...

The scarlet door was pulled open from the inside, and a blood-stained figure walked out of the door, followed by a strong smell of blood.