Erbaozi’s life that defies heaven

"Xingrou, this silly boy is even more stunned than your father. If you say six fights, it will be six fights. If it's fun, then fight. What's the point of negotiating so many conditions?" Li Xingchen's approach is very popular with Li Gaoren. Li Xingrou put her hand on her forehead and thought, Dad, could you please stop saying a few words, you are the city lord.

There was a square outside Tianshui Restaurant. The guards quickly cleared the place and cleared an open space fifty meters long and wide. More and more people were watching, and someone actually opened the handicap.

Wanyanmei clung to Wanyan Renjie, her pleading expression obvious. Wanyan Renjie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said:

"That kid is not enlightened. He just needs to fight one or two games. What's the point of making a big deal out of it? He has to fight six games." After saying that, he picked his nose.

"It's really not possible. Your second uncle is shameless and goes out to get people. But if Li Gaoren takes action, there will be no guarantee!"

Here Li Xingrou was also muttering to her father,

"Is that guy's brain not working well? One against six, there are famous martial artists in the Double Gang, and they have recruited many people with bad reputations. That guy will definitely not be able to defeat him. Maybe City Lord Wanyan will end up trying to steal people. Dad, do you want to stop me then?"

"Huh? If Dad takes action, won't the north of the city have to be rebuilt?"

"Dad! When that kid loses, you have important things to take care of, do you understand?"

"Sure, dad listens to you! If the young man can't be beaten, dad will go back to the house to deal with important matters!"

Yu Bo was not going to let Li Xingchen go, and brought the strongest combat power of the two gang warriors over. The first person to appear was Human Slaughter, who had a notorious reputation and had many dead souls on his hands.

Rentu walked onto the square, extremely arrogant, staring at Li Xingchen with his ferocious triangular eyes like poisonous snakes.

Li Xingchen narrowed his eyes and felt the momentum of human slaughter. The blood of his opponent with bloody hands began to heat up. This was another bloody battle. Li Xingchen gave Wan Yanmei a versatile storage bag, just in case, it was all his wealth.

Wan Yanmei was holding a vest storage bag that smelled like stars, her face felt hot, and there was his body temperature on it. This scene was like a man on the battlefield giving his most important thing to his woman, and Wan Yanmei put herself into the role of this woman. She suddenly froze. This was a tragic scene, it couldn't be like this. She once again cast her pleading eyes on Wanyan Renjie.

Wanyan Renjie froze when he saw this, and quickly stopped Wanyanmei from opening her mouth, saying, "Second uncle knows!"

Li Xingchen, who was wearing high-end clothing, sank his legs and his momentum surged. He roared forward like a tiger, with a strong murderous intention in his heart. He was just a warrior, so he was sure of it. Facing the massacre, there was only a faint sense of southern pull, which was not as strong as the bloody hand last time.

Rentu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party was so powerful. He was also at the pinnacle of martial arts. He was not a weakling. He immediately put away his contempt. How can someone who can kill six people in a row be easy?

The fierce men all resorted to hand-to-hand combat, Li Xingchen did it, Ren Tu did it, without any warning, the two of them bumped into each other, separated, and then got entangled again...

"Bang bang bang..." The sounds of fists and kicks were heard endlessly. Due to the fierce confrontation between the two, waves of gray were set off around them, and the ground beneath their feet was also damaged to varying degrees. As they fought, a layer of gray whirlwind formed and enveloped the two of them. Wherever it struck, the gray curtain followed, and destruction followed. Within a few breaths, the ground became riddled with holes. The two fierce men also changed their colors.

"It's exciting, and the best way to watch it is to see the warriors fighting. The punches are touching the flesh, and the moves are bleeding. The blood of those who watch it is boiling."

Her beautiful face turned pale, and the blood-stained Li Xingchen made her heart tremble. Her ferocious appearance towards the enemy fascinated her. Her hands seemed to be about to crush the storage bag, and she murmured to herself:

"You are such a bad person! Why am I so worried!"

Wanyan Renjie looked in his eyes and couldn't tell what this girl was thinking, but it was impossible. Spiritual people were destined to be superior. How could a centuries-old warrior follow the footsteps of a spiritual person? Even if he was a spiritual person, how many young heroes were worthy of Wanyan Renjie? The jewel of the Yan family!

However, Li Xingchen's fighting style and iron-blooded momentum made Wanyan Renjie look at him with admiration. He wondered what it would be like if such a fierce man was equipped with a spiritual seal.

The form of the two people on the field has reached the point where their hands are red, their footprints are bloody, and their facial features are unclear. The more Rentu fights, the more passive he becomes. The young man on the opposite side, who knows no pain and is tireless, fights head-on, exchanges injuries for injuries, with a cold light in his eyes. , murderous intent is piercing, and every move is fatal. This was the most terrifying battle in Ren Tu's life, and he felt timid. If a warrior does not have the will to win, death is not far away.

"Shake the sky!"

A bloody scene was staged again. Rentu failed to block the blow. In fact, the bones of his arms had been shattered by the first few collisions, and he was just struggling.

"Ah! Oh!" the melon-eaters exclaimed.

The man's head was punched and exploded, blood and blood were everywhere, and the body was spread out on the uneven ground like rags. People from certain angles passively received a little refreshing liquid and shouted bad luck.

Wanyanmei saw Li Xingchen blowing his head off. The bloody painting not only did not make her feel uncomfortable, but gave her an inexplicable pleasure. Her pupils were dazzled, her body was trembling, and she was dripping with sweat. She couldn't help but want to rush up to entangle Li Xingchen and give him to him. There was a burst of beating, what a wonderful feeling.

"What a punch, so happy!"

"Dad, watch your stance!"

It was a bloody battle that lasted only twenty or thirty breaths. The bloody man Li Xingchen was dressed in tattered clothes and stared at the aftermath. The aftermath could not help but shudder. It was such a terrifying look. But the arrow had to be fired when it was on the string.

Nianba's bloody clothes made Li Xingchen feel uncomfortable, so he tore them off casually, revealing his strong figure.

"Ah!" There were many female voices among the melon-eating crowd.

"Shameless!" Wan Yanmei was very angry, unaware that her face was red.

Wanyan Renjie froze after hearing this, thinking that his niece was hopeless.

Li Xingchen's condition has not yet reached its peak at this time, and the Linghai Milking Seal has not yet been used. The bloody hand of human slaughter is really bad. But playing six games with this intensity is definitely not enough, and the milking mark can only be used once. Li Xingchen made up his mind, let's talk about life and death. Although fists are easy to use, they are still not as sharp as weapons. One-on-five must be killed by blows. After a long time, the milking mark will become ineffective, and then you will be slaughtered.

Li Xingchen looked around, clasped his fists and said, "Can any friend lend me a weapon?"

"I'll lend you my spirit sword!" Someone said from the crowd in the south of the city.

"Thank you, I need a primary weapon!" A primary weapon is a weapon that is not loaded with imprints and is made of original materials. It is durable and powerful. However, high-quality materials are very difficult to engrave, so although the commonly used spirit weapons are older than primary weapons, they are durable and powerful. Weapons are more powerful, but due to material problems, they are generally not durable, and they require spiritual stones for energy, which consumes a lot of money.

"I have a ten-meter sword for you to use!" After saying that, a ten-meter sword flew out from the crowd.

Li Xingchen raised his hand to pick up the ten-meter sword and performed a trick with it. Then he froze and threw the ten-meter sword out again and said:

"Thank you, it's too light!"

"I have a thousand kilograms of dark wood sticks for you to use, but you have to answer me a question." A rough brown stick flew out of the crowd with a sound of wind. The southern crowd was more powerful. He now represents the south. Li Xingchen jumped up, holding a stick in one hand and landed on the ground. A cloud of dust was blown away by his fall, and his feet sank slightly.

It felt so familiar. Li Xingchen stroked the stick, his eyes filled with memories.

Two people, an old man and a young man, walked out of the crowd. The old man asked: "Where do your fists and kicks come from?"

Li Xingchen froze, realized something in his heart, and inserted the stick. Fidgeting with fists and feet.

Step on the mountains and rivers with your feet and bend your knees.

Push the world with your hands and stand tall.

The old man smiled slightly and used Shanhe Tianxia's hand gesture to hit the head with three shaking blows. He came from the village and had a good beating style. He was not strong enough to do it.

"Whose family?"

Li Xingchen froze. He was not from the Shan family. He could only be from the master's family.

"From the Shanliu family!"

The old man froze, frowned, looked at it suspiciously, and said, "It's impossible, Liu Zi didn't give birth to any cubs at all, and even if she did, they wouldn't be so big. Be honest."

"It's my master! Who are you, uncle?" Li Xingchen hurriedly explained. The old man's eyes were a bit scary, as if he could be beaten to death with one punch.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, but then he became dissatisfied and pointed at Li Xingchen's forehead and cursed:

"Why don't you have a surname of Shan when you are so violent? I'm so angry!"

The warrior on the opposite side of Yubo became impatient and urged Li Xingchen. It was obvious that he was better than human slaughter and did not take him seriously. He also had the intention of picking up fish. After all, Li Xingchen fought hard:

"Boy, stop nagging, come forward and die!"

Hearing this, Li Xingchen burst out with murderous intent. He picked up his stick and pointed it to the north, saying wildly:

"Fighting one game at a time is a waste of time. Come on together!"

The old man nodded and smiled, satisfied. He didn't say whether he could beat him or not. He had to have enough momentum and was ready to get someone. He said to the children next to him: "Did you see, this is the bloody nature of a small mountain village, fighting like a mountain willow disciple! Alas, I forgot to ask the name, fighting like a mountain willow disciple, haha!"

Wanyan Renjie was so angry. He was so talkative and ineffective in doing things. If he killed one of them, he would go to heaven. He wanted to challenge five. He didn't know how to take a rest?

Wanyanmei looked at Wanyan Renjie pitifully. Wanyan Renjie was so angry that he groaned and said:

"He's very good. What do you want me to get for you?" But he was always ready to get someone out of him.

"Dad, you will have important things to deal with later!" Li Xingrou secretly hated Li Xingchen for being ignorant. It's simply asking for death.

"Huh? Such an exciting one-on-five fight, let's deal with it after watching it!"

Li Xingrou touched his forehead with his hand and felt angry. No matter, it's not her who's embarrassed anyway.

Yu Bo was hit hard by being slaughtered and his head shot. Seeing that Li Xingchen was so boastful and actually asked for [-], he was just asking for it, so he quickly winked at the five of them, not to engage in any one-on-one plot with warriors.

"Hahaha, you ignorant boy, you will die." The five of them are all ruthless people. It doesn't matter if they are one-on-one or one-on-five, they will get paid after doing it.

Li Xingchen dragged the black wooden stick slowly towards the center, and spent a lot of effort to complete the milking seal. In fact, the milking mark is just a constant pressure on Linghai, and the milking mark is just a nice name. The spiritual sea did not lose its chain, and traces of spiritual energy quickly spread throughout the body. Then the energy and blood surged, and the flesh burst. The whole person's momentum is rising steadily.

"Huh? Something's wrong! This guy has something hidden!"

The six people started to move.