Small profiteers in the Three Realms

Chapter 249 I have a finger named Ganglie
Hearing Fang Tong's words, Old Monster Yang and Old Man Qi looked at him.

After they noticed the weak aura in Fang Tong's body, they all shook their heads.

What would a weak chicken with a cultivation level below the third level of the Transcendent Realm do? ? ?
Lin Zheng knew Fang Tong's real identity, and immediately asked without doubt: "How do you say?"

Fang Tong recalled a bit, and said: "There are rumors that although the secret method of practicing the iron shirt horizontally is domineering and the body is so hard that it is invulnerable, it is not indestructible.

People who practice this secret method will definitely have a door of death. As long as this door of death is broken, the secret method will be broken, and it will have a backlash effect on the practitioner.

At that time, he will be so weak that even the strength of the first level of the Transcendent Realm can kill him! "

Hearing this, Lin Zheng's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is the gate of death?"

Fang Tong scratched his big bald head vigorously, and said, "I don't know! It is said that every practitioner has a different death gate, some are eyes, some are ears, some are belly buttons, and some are the soles of the feet!"

Hearing this answer, Lin Zheng almost collapsed.

With so many parts on the human body, where can we find the door to death? ? ?

Mr. Long took a careful look at Fang Tong and said, "I didn't expect you to know a lot. Hehe! Even if I tell you the dead door, are you capable of breaking it?"

Fang Tong kept silent, but said to Lin Zheng with his thoughts: "This is the second key point I want to tell you.

Old Monster Yang and Old Man Qi have one palm technique and the other kick technique. Even if they find the door to death, they can't break it with their current state.

So, I can only rely on you. "

"Rely on me? But my strength is only at the eighth level of the Transcendent Realm!" Lin Zheng said in confusion.

Fang Tong explained: "Although your strength is not good, your moves took a lot of advantage.

You concentrating on pointing out that the explosive power of that blow is not inferior to the half-step escape attack.

Therefore, finding the door to death is the first step, and we will take this step together;

After finding the door of death, it is up to you whether you can break through it! "

Lin Zheng understood Fang Tong's words, nodded, and said to everyone:

"You have all heard Fang Tong's words, and you must have understood the meaning.

Now, we can only fight to the death.

Win, open sea and sky!

Lose, there is no way to hell! "

After finishing his words, Lin Zheng was the first to rush forward.

Although the difference in strength is vast, he has no fear at all.

As he said to Fang Tong before, it is precisely because he is fearless that he moves forward bravely.

Lin Zheng didn't use fingering, but fist instead.

A false punch hit Old Man Long in the face, he changed his move suddenly, his body slid down, and went straight to Old Man Long's ribs.

Fang Tong couldn't tell where the door of death was, but Lin Zheng guessed that the door of death must be in places that were easy to guard against, such as under the ribs.

Although Mr. Long's cross-training iron shirt is perfect, Old Freak Yang and Mr. Qi are masters who are half-step away from the ordinary after all, and the unexpected blow just now was full of power, so his current movements are a little slow.

Lin Zheng's figure was quite nimble, and Mr. Long didn't have time to defend, so he simply opened the door and let Lin Zheng attack.

bang~~~
After this punch, Lin Zheng almost burst into tears.

It's really hard! ! !

His physical strength at the eighth level of the Transcendent Realm couldn't bear the pain, which shows how perverted the secret method of this set of horizontal training iron shirts is.

Before he could recover from the pain, Mr. Long's heavy punch struck him.

This punch was so powerful that Lin Zheng didn't have time to dodge, and was sent flying five meters away.

Struggling to stand up from the ground, her chest hurts very much, her throat is slightly sweet, and her mouth is full of bloody smell.

Lin Zheng spat, endured the pain and rushed forward again.

Although the blow just now had no effect, judging from Mr. Long's performance, his ribs are not a dead end.

"The door of death is not in the ribs!" Lin Zheng shouted, and then attacked Mr. Long's armpits.

Lin Zheng's fighting spirit inspired Old Monster Yang and Old Man Qi. They looked at each other, and regardless of the pain on their bodies, they jumped up and went straight to Old Man Long.

At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye would know that if Mr. Long couldn't be killed, then they would be the ones to die.

So, Fang Tong, Xing Yi, Wu Shanshan and others all went out to fight.

However, the principle of strength in numbers does not apply to every situation.

The tactics of gang fights were actually unable to bring any fatal injuries to Mr. Long.

one attack at a time;

Getting hit again and again...

For a quarter of an hour, everyone was lying on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, beyond recognition.

The most deadly thing is that the door to death of Mr. Long has still not been found.

Neck, eyes, nose, chest, ribs, belly button, soles of feet...none of them.

At this moment, everyone's heart was shrouded in despair.

Could it be that what Fang Tong said was wrong, there is no dead end at all;
Or, what Mr. Long said is right, they can't break through Mr. Long's dead door! ! !

After Mr. Long kicked Old Monster Yang away, he glanced at the people lying on the ground with an expression like a king.

"A group of ants dared to harm me, beyond their control!"

After speaking, he came to Lin Zheng, looked down at Lin Zheng who was lying on the ground, and said with disdain:

"Boy, do you want to kill me just because of your three-legged cat?"

Lin Zheng spat out the bloody phlegm in his mouth, and cursed: "That's right! You're a scumbag, you should be killed!"

"Hahaha~~~"

Mr. Long looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "You're still stubborn when you're about to die?"

Lin Zheng said solemnly: "This is my attitude!"

"manner?!"

Mr. Long stepped on Lin Zheng's face and asked:
"How much is your attitude worth? Can your attitude kill me for you?
Invite two old guys and think you can kill me, are you really stupid, or fake smart? "

Lin Zheng sneered and said, "For a person like you who does all kinds of evil, even if I can't kill you, someone will come to kill you."

"No! Never!"

Mr. Long smiled and said: "When I eat your Heavenly Eye, I will break through to the realm of escapism. At that time, as long as the people in the fairy gate don't move me, who can kill me? And, Let me tell you one more desperate thing, when I step into the Transcendence Realm, I will join the Immortal Family, and from now on, no one will threaten me again."

Speaking of this, he looked at Lin Zheng and said greedily:
"Sky Eye is an unborn treasure, it's a pity that it grows on you!
If so, give it to me! "

After finishing speaking, Mr. Long stretched out his hand to pick Lin Zheng's eyes.

Lin Zheng burst out laughing suddenly.

Mr. Long was slightly stunned, and asked, "Why are you laughing?"

"Because I wanted to understand something."

"what's up?"

"You'll know just by looking at it!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Zheng pinched a formula with his right hand.

The next moment, a person exactly like him appeared beside him extremely abruptly.

At the moment when Mr. Long was astonished, Lin Zheng got rid of the soles of his feet and rolled behind him.

"I have a finger named Ganglie, die!"

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