Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 137 Human Head

  Behind the courtyard is a martial arts field covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters.

  Several young men with extraordinary bearing and luxurious clothes stood on both sides, watching the two figures fighting against each other intently.

  One of them was dressed up vigorously, with a fierce look on his brows.

  He confronted the enemy with a pair of fleshy palms. His palms were fierce and sharp, and his steps were mysterious.

   Stomp your feet, the tamped hard ground is like ripples in water waves, with a radius of more than ten feet and it keeps rising and falling.

  Even tens of meters apart, you can feel the vibration of the ground.

  Raising his hand, the air tore apart, and the sharp howling sound was just the aftermath of the palm wind, the arm waved, and the wall a few meters away was slightly dented.

  If it falls to the ground, the mountain and rock will be shattered.

  There is more strength around the body, and the body protection strength of the black iron realm can easily crush steel, like a beast that wants to devour people.

   This person is Yang Jinzhou.

  Achieved the realm of black iron a few years ago, he is the leader and leader of the younger generation of the Yang family.

  The man who fought against him was dressed in a black linen robe, with a simple and strange style, a tall and straight figure, handsome features, and bright eyes.

  Amidst the strong wind howling, this person's robe fluttered, his face was calm, and he had a free, easy and handsome look like a jade tree facing the wind.

  Yuan Xisheng?

  He is in his forties or fifties, and he doesn't look like one at all.

   Saying it is twenty or thirty, it won't make people think there is anything wrong.

   Temperament is even more extraordinary.

   No wonder…

  Shan Zijin would say that her second senior brother is suave and suave, very popular with women, he is a figure who has lived among thousands of flowers and never touched himself.

  Compared to Yang Jinzhou's fierceness and fierceness, Yuan Xisheng held a long sword, and the sword energy was like drizzle, dancing endlessly in the roaring energy.

  Drizzle Sword!

  This sword technique is not one of the three skills and six techniques of Jin Huang's lineage.

  When it comes to grades, it is no better than Yang Jinzhou's Cracking Hands, but martial arts and techniques not only depend on their own strength, but also on whose hands they are used.

  The drizzle sword continued endlessly, and the sword energy seemed inconspicuous, but it penetrated into the opponent's strength little by little, and the sword energy soared like a sudden rain.

  Change quickly and slowly to gain the upper hand.

   On the other hand, Yang Jinzhou's sky-splitting hand seems ferocious, but lacks subtlety, and his proficiency may not be as good as Zhou Jia's mastery of the purple thunder axe.

   This is also normal.

  If it is not for natural talent, the progress of ordinary people's martial arts is not as good as the trait of mastering soldiers.

   "Ding Ding... Dang Dang..."

   The sound of the collision was like a gust of wind and rain, and it didn't stop for a moment.

  Jin Yu Kung Fu, as the top kung fu method of Jin Huang's lineage, not only has great strength, but after successful cultivation, the physical body can also be as strong as gold and jade.

  Even under the constant collision of Drizzle Sword, it will not be injured.

  Both of them are masters of black iron. When they fight, they are fierce and fast, and their moves are even more mysterious. Few of them can see clearly in the field.

   Even if you can see clearly, you can't tell who is strong and who is weak.

  Only Zhou Jia.

  The complexion remains the same, but it can be substituted into it in the heart, and even disassemble their respective moves, and how to deal with it if they are themselves.

  'If they have the same cultivation base, if they simply compete in martial arts moves without resorting to foreign objects, these two people are not my enemies in a hundred moves! '

   "Junior brother, you don't have to worry." Seeing Zhou Jia's eyes flicker, Shan Zijin thought he was worried about Yuan Xisheng, and said in a low voice:

   "Second senior brother will definitely win!"

   "Oh!" Zhou Jia looked sideways:

   "Senior sister, can you see who has the upper hand?"

   "That's not true." Shan Zijin shook her head:

   "However, I believe that the second senior brother will definitely win. He has achieved black iron a few years earlier than senior brother Jinzhou, and he has excellent martial arts talent."

   "..." Zhou Jia opened his mouth:

   "Senior sister said yes."

   While speaking, his eyes froze.

Almost over.

   "Zheng!"

  The sound of the sword chanted softly, Yuan Xi's voice was like lightning, his feet stepped on a lotus flower, and the long sword in his hand pointed out layers of rain curtains, which fell down in an instant.

   Showers!

  Shen Lei!

   These two moves are the most ferocious moves of Drizzle Sword. They are suitable for attacking in one go when they have the upper hand, and they can store the previous strength.

  Going all out this time, Yang Jinzhou couldn't help shrinking his eyes.

   Step on the ground, shrink your body, raise your palms against the trend, gather all your strength between breaths, and your momentum reaches its peak in an instant under heavy pressure.

   Crack the sky!

   "Peng!"

  Collision of strength, Yang Jinzhou's face was flushed, and he took several steps back before stopping.

  Yuan Xisheng's figure also jumped high, rolling in mid-air for several weeks, before landing heavily, showing a posture of rising breath.

   "Junior brother is amazing!"

  He clapped his hands away and said with a smile:

   "It seems that today you and I are tied."

   "Huh!" The corner of Yang Jinzhou's mouth twitched. He knew that the opponent would be merciful in the last blow, otherwise he would definitely lose.

  The other party said this to save face for himself, so he nodded with a sullen face:

   "Senior brother has outstanding swordsmanship, and I admire him."

   As soon as the words fell, his face suddenly sank, and he took two steps at a time, and rushed towards the two figures outside the courtyard, shouting loudly:

"Who is there?"

   "Get out!"

  He was already depressed in his heart, but this time he was angry, and the momentum was astonishing.

  The reason why Zhou Jia and Shan Zijin were not admitted to the hospital was only because they were worried about disturbing other people, and they didn't want to suffer this unreasonable disaster.

  Although Shan Zijin's cultivation is not weak, but she lacks experience in fighting with others, she was frightened by the power, and stayed in place for a while.

   "Sister, be careful!"

  Zhou Jia stood at the back habitually, this time he stretched out his hand to pull Zijin, the shield on his back fell into his palm, and his body bowed slightly to meet the opponent.

  Triple Shield Counter!

   "Peng!"

  With a muffled sound, Zhou Jia's complexion changed abruptly.

  He only felt a terrifying force rushing from the shield, his body retreated involuntarily, and two ravines were plowed out of the rock under his feet.

  This strength...

   Only one point weaker than himself inciting violence.

   And the strength is concentrated, which is completely different from the ordinary source power. It is like a steel needle piercing the shield, and then the huge force bursts out.

  This makes the shield's counterattack ability nowhere to be used.

"Um?"

  Shooting down with one palm, no one was hurt, Yang Jinzhou's anger did not decrease but increased, even though he had recognized Shan Zijin, he didn't intend to stop.

   "Good boy!"

   "Somewhat capable!"

  Amidst the roar of anger, his body exploded like fire, his hand was like a scythe, and he swept across Zhou Jia's place like a scythe with one hand, and the strong wind howled.

   "Peng!"

  Zhou Jia holds a shield, shrinks his body behind him, and is swept away by his blow.

  Yang Jinzhou gained momentum and was relentless, his figure approached, his fists and palms changed, his figure came from all directions, and he bombarded the shield in different ways.

   "Peng!"

   "Bang bang!"

  Zhou Jia gritted his teeth tightly and defended desperately, his heart was even more angry, but he was almost powerless to fight back under this storm-like offensive.

  Ordinary level, black iron, not just a breakthrough in cultivation.

   but the evolution of the whole.

  Speed, strength, divine sense... all have risen by more than one notch, the key is the change of strength, the transformation of acquired against innate.

   "Stop!"

   It was not until this time that Yuan Xisheng's scolding came long overdue.

   "Boom!"

   Zhou Jia rolled over and crashed into a wall, and the incoming sword energy also made Yang Jinzhou stagnate, so he had to stop there.

   "Junior Brother Yang, he is one of our own."

"yes?"

  Yang Jinzhou looked at it coldly, and then he shook his sleeves and hummed softly:

   "Sneaky, really looking for a fight, this time teach him a lesson, long memory."

   "Yes." Yuan Xi laughed and said:

   "What the younger brother said is true."

   Then he looked at the place where Zhou Jia landed:

"Are you OK?"

   "Boom!"

  Bricks and rocks were flying, and Zhou Jia, who was covered in dust all over his body, stepped out slowly. There was no wave on his face, and his breath didn't change.

   "I'm fine."

"what?"

  Yuan Xisheng raised his eyebrows.

  This junior seems to be... unusual.

  ...

   "Yang Jinzhou is strong and has a deep background, we can't afford to mess with him." On the way back, Shan Zijin looked annoyed, and at the same time comforted Zhou Jia:

   "Junior brother, don't be angry, wait until we become black iron in the future, and then get back to the field, then he will look good!"

   "Yes." Zhou Jia's voice was indifferent:

   "I understand that there is nothing I can do about it."

   "Don't worry, senior sister, I'm not the kind of impulsive person who knows I'm not an opponent, but I still want to hit my head and bleed."

   "Young brother is right." Yuan Xi laughed loudly:

   "Don't talk about junior brother, I also have to take into account the Yang family's face, just get used to it, the big deal is not on the island, it's pure if you don't see it."

   Zhou Jia nodded slowly.

  Yang Jinzhou...

  Black Iron, that's all!

   There was a cold light in his eyes.

  Just now, Yang Jinzhou did not rely on the Black Iron Xuanbing, so his strength should be more than that, and the Xue and Yang families behind him are even more troublesome.

  However, after this encounter, he has some understanding of the black iron realm.

  Stimulating violence may not necessarily prevent a war.

even…

   Fight and win!

   Zhou Jia clenched his fists, his heart fluctuating with murderous intent.

"correct."

   Shan Zijin spoke and changed the subject:

   "Second senior brother, are you coming back this time to visit my father?"

   "It's a matter of course to meet Master." Yuan Xisheng said:

   "Besides, the uncle's 70th birthday is coming soon. I don't know if the master has time to go, or the younger sister can go."

  "70th birthday." Shan Zijin's beautiful eyes lit up:

   "Can I go to town too?"

   "Of course." Yuan Xisheng nodded:

   "Junior sister, you are not young anymore, it's time to go out and make a splash. In fact, the master has already planned this, and this time is just right."

"that…"

   "Zhou Jia!" Shan Zijin said.

   "Junior Brother Zhou." Yuan Xi said:

   "You haven't met your uncle yet, have you?"

   "Yes." Zhou Jia nodded:

   "Just going to pay a visit."

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  Lei Batian's 70th birthday is coming soon, and people close to him on Xiaolang Island are making preparations, and many people will leave the island to pay a visit.

   Before that.

  Zhou Jia plans to buy another batch of blood meal.

  Compared to the weapons and martial arts assisted by the trait of mastering soldiers, Tie Yuanshen's body-forging hard skills mainly rely on secret medicine to assist his cultivation.

   Otherwise, the progress will be too slow, and spending a lot of time practicing is not worth the candle.

   Therefore, the consumption of medicinal materials is extremely high.

   "Xiao Chu is not here?"

   Today's driver is Chu Hai's friend Sanshui from the same hometown. Sometimes Chu Hai doesn't have time, so he will let him drive the car instead of him.

   Come and go again and again, and I am used to it.

   "Yes." Sanshui nodded:

   "Brother Hai went into the city on a temporary basis. He didn't know that the master's house needed a car today, so he couldn't make it back."

"never mind."

  Zhou Jia shook his head, and he also waved immediately on a temporary basis:

   "Let's go!"

"Yes."

   The rutted wheels headed towards the city.

   Half an hour later.

  Zhou Jia opened his eyes, thoughtful:

   "Sanshui, hurry up."

"Yes."

   Sanshui outside should be, waving his whip to urge the old horse to hurry.

   Rear.

  Several sneaky figures looked at each other, and had no choice but to speed up their pace, running vigorously in the direction of the carriage.

   not long.

   "Hero Zhou!"

  Near the city gate, a middle-aged man dressed as a manager led a few people to stop the carriage going into the city, and bowed respectfully towards the carriage:

   "My family's helper asks to see, I wonder if I can come and have a talk?"

   "Your family leader?"

"good."

  The steward nodded:

   "Sanhe Clan leader, we had some disputes with the coachman next to Zhou Daxia a few days ago, and we hope we can settle it after we meet."

  In the compartment, Zhou Jia was thoughtful.

  He is aware of many big forces in Shicheng, but he has never heard of the name of the Sanhe Gang. It is obviously a small gang.

   There are many such gangs in the city.

   Fighting and killing all day long, one will appear every three to five days, it's not worth mentioning, and I don't bother to remember it.

   See myself?

  Xiao Chu?

   "Lead the way ahead!" A slightly indifferent voice came from inside the carriage.

   "Yes." The steward led the way, followed by the carriage.

   A group of people came to a restaurant, the first floor of the restaurant had been vacated ahead of time, and some members of the Three Rivers Gang stood guard near the restaurant.

   Zhou Jia got off the carriage, but was a little surprised.

  Looking at the qi technique at a glance, these gang members are not strong, but they behave well, and they don't look around when they see people coming.

   It looks like a soldier who has undergone strict training.

  On the upper floor of the second floor, there are several five-rank Yijin people holding hands, each holding a weapon, with sharp eyes, guarding the figure upstairs.

   Entered the restaurant.

  Sit down on the first floor, and immediately several well-dressed young women presented wooden boxes one by one.

  The steward has a flattering smile on his face:

   "Small thoughts are not respect."

   As he spoke, he signaled his subordinates to open the wooden box.

  Origin stones, secret medicines, gems...

  All kinds of treasures come into view, radiant and fascinating, and the value is very high.

  Zhou Jia raised his eyes, his complexion unchanged:

"What does it mean?"

"Hey!"

  The steward sighed softly and said:

   "To tell the truth, Mr. Zhou, some time ago, a man named Guo Ping got into a dispute with some members of my gang. That man was ruthless and killed people."

   "Let's not mention the cause and effect of the matter for the time being. I will gain a foothold in the city, and I can't bear the bad breath, so I went to that person to find the place."

   "Never thought..."

  He glanced at Zhou Jia, and continued in a low voice:

   "Then Guo Ping knew Chu Hai who was next to Daxia Zhou, and the two of them fled to Tie Yuan Martial Arts Hall. For the sake of Daxia Zhou, we took the initiative to stop."

   "Who knows, Guo Ping will never give up..."

"enough!"

   Zhou Jia frowned and interrupted him:

   "Where is Xiao Chu?"

   "This..." The steward's expression changed, seeing Zhou Jia's gloomy face, he could only clap his hands lightly.

   Immediately.

   One person holds a large wooden box and puts it on the table.

   "Peng!"

  The lid of the wooden box was opened, and inside was a dead head.

  (end of this chapter)