With a sigh, Wang Dong didn't look back and pointed his backhand.

puff!

Amid the dull sound, the bottom of the hard and heavy coffin was immediately penetrated by this finger force, pointing a hole.

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dong's entire arm seemed to turn into a drill bit, and all of it was sank into it. There was a loud bang like thunder, and the entire coffin exploded and wood chips were flying all over the sky. Wang Dong's finger was already on Lei Zhentian's chest.

Lei Zhentian suddenly froze.

Wang Dong's guidance was not a big deal, but it just stopped the core of his energy turning around. In an instant, the bursting force was like a poisonous snake strangled by seven inches, and it was no longer difficult to move.

The other party had almost no effort, and Lei Zhentian felt the power in his body melting and disintegrating in an instant.

This feeling is extremely strange, like a volcano that is about to erupt. The magma and fireworks have begun to splash, and suddenly it has encountered a frozen doomsday, freezing all the energy.

Lei Zhentian was more clear that the other party could not only freeze this force, but also detonate it. As long as the finger force pulls the qi, this force would turn into thunder and explode in his body in an instant, blowing him to pieces.

In an instant, Lei Zhentian's sharp eyes were covered with bloodshot and his head was covered with cold sweat.

He is not afraid of death.

What he feared was that there was such a big flaw in his "A String of Whip Magical Art" that he had no idea before.

In fact, on the original world line, Xie Xiaofeng and Lei Zhentian fought each other. Xie Xiaofeng also cleverly used this flaw, using a wooden stick as a sword to pull the power stimulated by Lei Zhentian's previous joint, shattering the next joint of his own. If this cycle continues, Xie Xiaofeng only used a little strength and used Lei Zhentian's own strength to smash the joints of his body.

Although this principle is simple, it is actually a peak skill that uses the power to fight. Even if the Lord of the Yihua Palace comes in person, Murong Long City may not be able to do it better than Xie Xiaofeng.

Fortunately, Wang Dong had no intention of killing Lei Zhentian, so he slowly withdrew his fingers and said calmly: "I know you want to fight with Mr. Xie San the most, and I also know Mr. Xie San is in this city at this time. It won't take long before he will come to settle the score with the boss. You have been waiting for so many years. Why should you rush to die at this time?"

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The flower hall was brightly lit, and the swaying candlelight reflected the big boss's face, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

The boss is now sitting on his big tiger-skin chair, his eyes drooping and motionless.

Zhu Yeqing stood behind the boss with his hands behind his back, looking for it out, bowing his shoulders slightly, lowering his head, and hiding his whole body in the boss's figure reflected by the candlelight.

He was completely like the shadow of the big boss.

The boss also saw this scene and pulled the corner of his mouth slightly. He didn't think anything was wrong in the past. At this moment, he suddenly recalled that it seemed that Zhu Yeqing had hidden in his shadow since the day Zhu Yeqing followed him. It has not changed for six years.

The big boss couldn't help but recall a story he heard when he was a child.

Although many people think that he was born as a boss, in fact, he was very poor when he was a child. He was so poor that he once fought over the same bone with wild dogs on the roadside.

That was many years ago.

At that time, his favorite thing was to listen to some stories about the poor temple in Tudi Temple. One of them was so scared that he couldn't sleep for days and nights.

He once thought he would remember this story for a lifetime, but now he suddenly realized that his memory was already very vague. The only thing he remembered was that the story was also related to "shadow".

It seems to be a ghost story about "shadow", as if the ending of the story is. The shadow replaces the master and sits openly and enjoys everything about the master.

Thinking of this, the arc that the boss's mouth ripped into a cold smile. He was not a fool, and had long noticed Zhu Yeqing's ambitions.

A subordinate who always keeps his position and wants to replace him will naturally be no longer necessary.

The boss's eyes became colder and colder. He had already made a decision. After passing through the joints, he would deal with Zhu Yeqing together.

A hurried footsteps interrupted his thoughts, but he saw the servant standing outside walking into the flower hall quickly and bowing.

The boss was excited and asked without waiting for the servant to speak first: "That person has arrived!"

"Yes!" the servant said respectfully.

The boss looked solemn, let out a long breath, his eyes were shining, and he smiled and said, "Okay! Come in quickly, no! I'll welcome the guests in person..."

His laughter was extremely bright, echoing in the spacious flower hall, and even spreading beyond the flower hall.

While speaking, the boss had already stood up and walked out three steps. Zhu Yeqing followed him step by step, following him like a puppet holding a string, and also took three steps.

The distance between the two is still the same.

"No, I've arrived!"

With a clear voice, the two of them had already stepped into the flower hall.

The boss suddenly felt the light in front of him dimmed, which made him squint slightly.

This was not the breeze coming from outside the flower hall, waving the candlelight, but because of a person.

The boss narrowed his eyes, but he saw this person clearly.

He rose to the end and wandered among the market. He had heard the martial arts legends about this man countless times, and had also thought about competing with this "predecessor" for a long time.

But when he really met himself, he realized that all the experiences and legends he had heard before were far from being able to describe his style.

He also felt ridiculous about his idea of ​​competing with the other party!

The other party walked over calmly, and the originally brightly lit flower hall began to dim, and all the light and glory in the hall suddenly condensed towards a little.

This is naturally the person himself!

Behind him was a stunning girl with a splendid, elegant and beautiful girl like a fairy in the clouds.

No matter where such a stunning person stands, he should be the center of the focus, but when compared with that person, he suddenly lost his glory.

This person was the best person in the world fifty years ago. His martial arts skills were extraordinary and he became a saint. With his own strength, he surpassed the martial arts world. Finally, he became a legend. When he was alive, he had become the martial arts myth at that time.

Now, this martial arts myth has appeared in the mortal world again. Even though the boss is very scheming and has always been happy and angry, he feels uneasy at this time.

He suddenly realized that his previous arrangements were extremely ridiculous. In order to deal with the person in front of him, he had already invited several famous masters in the martial arts world to come and escort them.

Each of these masters is a well-known generation of masters. His martial arts are unfathomable. Even though he is not as good as Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng in the past, he is enough to compete with the top-level masters of the seven major sects.

A master of this level has already reached the top ranks in the world. One is rare, let alone a few numbers? (To be continued.)

ps: There are more today...
Chapter completed!