Zongwu: Starting from the Trouble in Xingzilin

The soldier who was retreating behind suddenly felt his face getting hot, and then he felt a sticky liquid sliding down his cheek.

Although he had a vague idea of what it was, he still reached out and touched his face uncontrollably.

After seeing the bloody liquid between his fingers, the soldier's face turned pale.

Before the soldier could react, he felt someone push him hard, and he staggered and fell forward.

"Come on, hurry up!"

At this time, Murong Fu's voice sounded again.

With Murong Fu supervising the battle in front and Hong Qigong clearing the way behind, all the soldiers were unable to advance or retreat!

What's more, their legs were already trembling slightly, their faces were bitter, and they opened their mouths wide, wanting to cry out.

"Kill!"

Perhaps finally feeling that there is no hope of survival, the soldier shouted and raised his knife to kill Hong Qigong and others who were rushing towards the door of the restaurant.

But ordinary soldiers were just some strong and powerful men, not even as good as ordinary acquired martial artists.

Not to mention Hong Qigong, a master-level master!

Hong Qigong opened and closed his fists and palms, and in the blink of an eye, he had killed ten people in a row.

Guo Jing, Yang Tiexin and others saw Hong Qigong so brave, and they immediately became heroic.

The moves were cleaner and more decisive, and between offense and defense, they had already completely put life and death aside.

Lin Han, on the other hand, was just slowly coming down from the upstairs when the killing sounds at the front door were in full swing.

It seemed that the fierce battle below was just a child's fight in his eyes.

It was at this time that Murong Fu saw that he could not stop the trend of the soldiers retreating step by step even though he was supervising the battle behind.

He immediately became hateful!

""Shua!"

He shook the long sword in his hand, and it moved like a spirit snake.

Then he tapped the ground with his toes, and flew up, heading straight for Hong Qigong who was rushing in front.

"Swish swish swish……"

Murong Fu made several sword flowers in mid-air, and the swords kept shaking, attacking Hong Qigong's vital points.

Hong Qigong was indeed one of the best martial artists in the world, and had rich experience in battle.

With just one glance, he could tell that Murong Fu's move was a change of reality and illusion.

He turned around and cleverly avoided Murong Fu's attack.

Murong Fu also fell to the ground when Hong Qigong avoided the sword move.

Just as he was about to shake his sword to kill, he suddenly heard a loud laugh.

""Haha, Murong Fu, you are still here!"

When the laughter started, Murong Fu felt his body stiffen.

He was too familiar with Lin Han's laughter!

At the same time, Murong Fu felt a chill sweeping over his body, and a feeling of impending doomsday instantly enveloped his whole body.

Sure enough, as the laughter stopped, Murong Fu felt a flash in front of his eyes.

That familiar figure was already standing proudly in front of him!

It was the person Murong Fu did not want to see, Lin Han!

""Lin...Han! You...how come you are here!"

Murong Fu couldn't help but tremble his lips and unconsciously took a half step back. When

Lin Han raised his eyes, he saw Murong Fu's heels moving backwards.

He smiled contemptuously and said jokingly:

"This time, I won't let you run away!"

After saying this, Lin Han looked at Murong Fu's eyes as if he had seen something strange, and they were shining.

Seeing this, Murong Fu's heart sank.

He turned around and tiptoed to fly away.

But at this moment, a dragon roar suddenly sounded.

Then, Murong Fu's figure, which had just taken off, was suddenly sucked back by a suction force.

The soldiers had never seen such a magical skill, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Some of the more frightened ones saw this and felt a sudden urge to urinate in their abdomen.

However, Murong Fu was unwilling to be controlled.

He twisted his body, and suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed to the side out of thin air.

A soldier was caught off guard and was grabbed by Murong Fu.

And Murong Fu's retreating figure also stopped.

Then, the controlled soldier felt empty.

A seven-foot man was thrown out by Murong Fu like a sandbag!

"Humph! I didn't expect your Dou Zhuan Xing Yi to have made some progress!"

Lin Han snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked away the soldier thrown by Murong Fu.

However, Murong Fu suddenly attacked during this gap.

""Swish!"

The long sword stabbed straight at Lin Han's chest!

Lin Han didn't expect that Murong Fu had finally escaped the control of the Dragon Capturing Technique, but instead of taking the opportunity to escape, he dared to fight back.

Seeing that the tip of the sword had already killed him in the blink of an eye, Lin Han didn't care and flicked his finger.

"Dang!"

An invisible force of energy instantly broke through the air and hit the tip of the sword in an instant!

"Finger magic?"

Hong Qigong saw at a glance what martial arts Lin Han had just used.

"Isn't this Huang Lao Xie's Kung Fu?"

Hong Qigong was surprised, but then he was relieved.

For a peerless master like Lin Han, the release of internal energy has reached the point where he can do whatever he wants.

Some time ago, when Lin Han competed with Huang Yaoshi, he saw Huang Yaoshi use the magical power of snapping fingers.

Therefore, after the integration, Lin Han relied on his strong internal strength to destroy this unique skill. It took only a moment for Hong Qigong to think about it.

Seeing that his attack failed, Murong Fu did not dare to fight with Lin Han anymore.

Then he made a feint and was about to fly away. He had seen Murong Fu's idea, and just when Murong Fu flew up, he had already taken a step sideways...

Just when Murong Fu was about to land from the air, Lin Han had already blocked Murong Fu steadily!

"Still want to run?"

Lin Han smiled with a teasing look in his eyes.

Murong Fu's face turned pale, and his face was full of fear.

"You...what are you going to do!"

""Hmph, guess!"

A hint of amusement flashed across Lin Han’s face.

Then, his eyes suddenly focused.

Before Murong Fu could think for a second, Lin Han suddenly swung out a palm!

""Boom!"

After a loud bang, there was no trace of a corpse left where Murong Fu had been standing!

"Run……"

The soldiers were stunned for a few seconds before they came to their senses.

Someone shouted loudly, and then hundreds of soldiers ran for their lives.……

"Hahaha……"

Hong Qigong smiled heartily and walked forward.

""Master Lin, when did you learn Huang Lao Xie's magical power of snapping fingers?"

At this time, seeing that the soldiers had retreated, Yang Tiexin, Guo Jing and others also walked out of the restaurant.

However, Lin Han did not answer Hong Qigong's question.

Instead, he looked thoughtfully at a street corner outside the restaurant.

The street corner was dozens of feet away from here. Although it was already night, for a master like Lin Han, if he used his eyesight, he could still see clearly that there was an eight-man sedan chair parked quietly at the corner.

A man stood beside the sedan with his hands in his pockets. No matter how hard Lin Han tried, he could not see the man's face clearly.

And Hong Qigong also noticed Lin Han's abnormality.

Before Hong Qigong could ask, everyone heard a light hum.

"Humph! It's just a trivial trick!"