Starting from the Greyhound, seventy-two changes.

Chapter 78 Passing the Stick
Feng Guang is a ghostwriter. To put it bluntly, this profession of ghostwriter is devoid of any ethics or morality.

He not only writes for government agencies, but sometimes also for private individuals.

The picture is the same thing.

fiscal!
Work for the government, capture and kill some criminals and fugitives wanted by the government, and get a reward.

But sometimes, it is not just the government that will offer a bounty. In private, many large and powerful families who do not want to be seen in public will also offer a bounty for someone's life.

For example, not long ago, a bounty was offered for Huang Gun on the black market, but before he was found by the ghostwriter or the government, he fell into the hands of Chen Ku.

All in all, the profession of ghostwriter is not glorious, their actions are very secretive, and not many people know their true identities.

Only interested in money.

I have never had the habit of splitting the bounty with anyone else, or forming a team to ghostwrite something.

Feng Guang was stunned and horrified when he was knocked back by Chen Ku's stick. He looked at the knife in his hand and saw that the blade had a gap the size of a baby's fist...

His arms were shaking violently from the impact of the stick.

He originally thought that this young ghostwriter didn't have much strength at all, so he had evil intentions and was about to trick Chen Ku into using a knife to cut off Lin Jiu's head, but suddenly he made his move...

In this way, Lin Jiu’s reward will be his alone.

He was tempted by money, killed people and robbed them, and took advantage of his fellow ghostwriters. He did this a lot, which saved trouble and effort...

Usually, the opponent is caught off guard and is killed by him in an instant.

did not expect……

"Want to kill me?!"

Chen Ku's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He swept Feng Guang's weapon away with a stick, then stepped on the ground and swung the gilded iron stick in his hand towards Feng Guang with a sweeping force!

He was always alert and careful. Even if there was no warning from the changing graph, he would still be cautious...

On this basis, the changing diagram directly reminds the opponent of his malicious intentions, and without any hesitation, he swings the stick and hits directly!
"Little brother...mistake..."

Feng Guang was shocked. As soon as he took over, he felt Chen Ku's true strength. He had at least tens of thousands of pounds of strength, not including some strange power...

Tens of thousands of pounds of strength? !
At this age...

What a monster freak this is.

Not to mention Baojiao County, even in the entire Qiulong Prefecture, I'm afraid only the Golden Hammer Master had such a physique when he was young.

It was unexpected that such a person could come from such a small county like Baojiao, and he even ran into him by accident.

clang!
He used his internal energy to vibrate the precious sword in his hand, and unleashed a fierce sword technique, trying to block Chen Ku's stick, but he was shocked again, his knuckles bled, his arm was almost broken, and he was thrown backwards!

"Brother, this is a mistake..."

"Fuck your mother's head!!"

Chen Ku took advantage of the situation and did not show any mercy. He raised the iron stick and swung it towards the sky, hitting Feng Guang on the head.

Feng Guang was shocked. He knew he was no match for him and didn't dare to take the blow head-on. He dodged and evaded the powerful blow...

But after dodging one stick, another came.

Woo La Woo La~~
The air was hit by the force of Chen Ku's stick, making sonic boom sounds like ghosts howling and wolves howling.

Feng Guang was terrified.

At this moment, he just wanted to escape and didn't even want the sword in his hand anymore. He immediately took a few steps back and threw the sword in his hand towards Chen Kumianmen like a flying knife.

He didn't expect to hurt Chen Ku with this attack, he just wanted to disrupt Chen Ku's rhythm, gain a chance to catch his breath, and then turn around and escape.

The moment he threw the knife, he turned around and retreated, taking a few steps and was about to fly over the wall.

Chen Ku was indeed disturbed by the flying knife. He turned his head and took a step back.

"Monster, next time I see him I will avoid him..."

Feng Guang felt the stick force behind him disappear, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He was horrified by Chen Ku and decided not to meet this person again. But before he could finish his thought...

Although Chen Ku lost a step, a stream of white gas shot out from between his eyebrows and instantly transformed into a monster the size of an elephant in mid-air.

He swallowed it in one gulp towards Feng Guang.

Feng Guang only felt a dark cloud-like shadow covering his head. When he looked up, he saw a bloody mouth:
"What the hell is this... monster..."

Click!

Half of the body was bitten off by the marten in one bite, and with another bite, the whole person was swallowed into its stomach.

[The owner of the picture kills Feng Guang and obtains a stream of evil spirit]

Chen Ku took back the marten with an indifferent expression, walked forward and looked at the pool of blood.

"Ghostwriter..."

Next time I meet someone in this line of work, I must treat them with some hostility.

He lowered his head, turned around, cut off Lin Jiu's head, and brought it back to the courtyard.

The nose twitches.

Chen Ku said to himself: "How quick! I only killed two of the eight death row prisoners. The other six are dead."

It seems that the number and quality of ghostwriters in this city are extremely astonishing.

But if Chen Ku heard what the Ma County Magistrate said, he would know that the ghostwriters had already prepared near the Caishikou. "Two rewards are two rewards, at least more than a thousand taels will be pocketed..."

When Chen Ku was about to stop.

Suddenly, I smelled a familiar scent.

"It's Master Yang's scent, as well as Master Chai Bao from the Medicine King Hall, and many other masters..."

……

After a while, when Chen Ku followed the smell, he saw that on the street of the outer city, the masters of Yaowang Hall led by Master Yang Yang Luchan were fighting fiercely with seven masters of Ping'an Dao and a middle-aged man in a purple robe.

"Yang Luchan, don't you feel the pain from the injury I gave you last time?"

Yan Hongwen, the incense master of Ping An Dao, held a peach wood sword with yellow paper pasted on it and fought against Yang Luchan together with the middle-aged man in purple robe.

"Monster, if it weren't for your contribution last time, I wouldn't have been able to break through the inner strength."

Yang Luchan held his 12,000-jin water and fire dragon head stick in his hand and expanded his body to more than two meters high. He was like a god subduing demons and monsters, forcing the two men to retreat again and again.

Yan Hongwen was hit by a stick and spit out blood, his face twitching. Although he had a lot of talismans to help him, he had no choice but to meet the fierce man Yang Luchan.

Not to mention, before the breakthrough, he was already the second in Baojiao County. Now that he has entered the inner strength, in terms of powerful strength, he can be regarded as the number one in Baojiao County.

"Master Xu, the best thing about this old man Yang is his stick skills. I have a magic talisman here. I will use my magic sword to block his stick. You should seize the opportunity and use your mountain-supporting palm to hit the magic talisman. If you can hit him, that would be the best. If not, you can also knock his weapon away. Then... he will be like a tiger without claws and fangs... and he will be unable to do anything to us."

Yan Hongwen used talisman paper to transmit his voice, and when the opportunity arose, he handed a talisman to the middle-aged man in purple robe. At the same time, he used his talisman sword to block Yang Luchan's stick.

Xu Ao, the head of the Xu family, who was wearing a purple robe, did not hesitate. Although he was only at the fourth level of Tongmai, his inheritance was profound, especially the Mountain Supporting Palm, which had an astonishing origin. With the cooperation of Yan Hongwen...

With a palm strike, he threw out the magic talisman, which turned into a mountain-shaped palm force, occupying a ten-meter-wide street and pressing towards Yang Luchan!

Yang Luchan's face was solemn for the first time. He felt that the talisman had magnified Xu Ao's palm power by several times. At the same time, there was an extremely dangerous aura that made him feel very similar to the day when he and Shang Yunfang were injured...

He immediately swept the stick away and swept towards the palm force.

Unexpectedly, this was exactly what the two wanted.

boom! !

On the street, including Chai Bao who was fighting with the other Ping An Taoists, and Master Shi Nong Baosen of Baicaoyuan, all looked back in shock, only to see...

In the middle of the fight between the three men, a palm force as big as a house exploded, forcing the three men to retreat at the same time. It also shook Yang Luchan's famous weapon "Water and Fire Dragon Head Stick" weighing 12,000 pounds, which flew dozens of feet high into the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground, creating a large hole a foot wide on the ground.

boom!
dusty.

"Master Yang's Dragon Head Stick! Without a weapon, Master Yang's Violent Ape Thousand-pound Stick will have no room to be used..."

At the same time, masters like Ke Yansheng and Yang Shaoqi, a disciple of Yang Luchan, were fighting with other Ping An Dao monsters in various places on this street.

After Yang Luchan lost his stick, he was immediately bullied by the two men.

Seeing this, Ke Yansheng immediately let go and retreated: "You guys stop these monsters, I'll go pick up the stick for Master Yang."

He was about to go forward to pick up Master Yang's stick and wait for an opportunity to pass it over.

In fact, he was not very confident in his heart. After all, the stick weighing more than 10,000 pounds would be difficult for him to lift.

Yang Luchan was besieged by two people with swords and palms. Although he could still fight back with fists and feet and was not at a disadvantage, without his weapons, he could not display even half of his powerful strength and martial arts skills.

But at this time.

"That is……"

Ke Yansheng suddenly saw a familiar figure appearing in a big pit in the corner of the long street, holding up the water and fire dragon head stick in one hand. It was Chen Ku.

Chen Ku picked up the dragon head stick and murmured:
"As soon as I arrived, Master Yang's stick fell. Is it because God doesn't want me to see his perfect stick-to-the-sky move?"

……

"It's almost time. Find a chance to retreat. Otherwise, Shangguan Yun will come in person and we won't be able to leave."

Yan Hongwen saw that he and the head of the Xu family had a chance to catch their breath, so he immediately found another opportunity and threw out a piece of talisman paper.

boom! !

Faced with the talisman paper that could explode his internal energy and hurt him, Yang Luchan, without his weapon, stepped forward repeatedly to avoid the explosion of the talisman paper in mid-air.

But his retreat gave his two opponents an opportunity to seize the opportunity and quickly retreat to a distance.

Yang Luchan was furious and looked at his hand. If the dragon head stick was still in his hand, how could he give the two people a chance to breathe and escape.

But at this time.

The water and fire faucet stick appeared at his side.

"Master Yang, your stick."

Yang Luchan turned around and saw that it was a young man. He seemed to be more anxious than himself, as if he was afraid that he could not catch up with the two men and would not be able to fight.

"Thank you, little brother."

Subconsciously, without any reaction, I reached out to take it.

Suddenly, he came to his senses...

Watching Chen Ku holding the water and fire faucet stick weighing more than 10,000 pounds in one hand and handing it to himself.

His eyes gradually became incredible.

(End of this chapter)