Shura Martial God

When Huang Dashan saw that Hong Qier was as good as new, his facial expression changed instantly. He pointed at Chu Fann and asked with a stern voice.    

This scene was too shocking.    

The Five Poison Palm was an ordinary martial art. He had practiced it for seven to eight years. Since he was young, he was afraid of snakes, so he didn't have the Scarlet Snake Poison.    

Not only could the youth in front of him see the poison that the Five Poison Palm lacked, he also casually took out a First Grade Medicine and cured Hong Qier.    

There were only a few people in the Zilai Ancient Kingdom who had this kind of vision and ability!    

"Who do you think you are? You think you deserve to know my identity?"    

Chu Fann smiled disdainfully and continued, "Hong Qier, I have already reminded this guy that he is treacherous. You have suffered a loss, right? If you don't kill him today, you won't be qualified to be my servant in the future! "    

After saying that, Chu Fann did not have the slightest fear. He took out a stool from his interspatial Storage Hand Rope.    

As if he was watching a movie, Chu Fann sat on the stool and ate melon seeds.    

"You. . . You are the one who can refine the Heavenly Divine Desolation Liquid!"    

Huang Dashan was shocked. He looked at Chu Fann in shock and guessed Chu Fann's identity. His eyes were full of respect.    

Chu Fann didn't answer. He also called Zhao Xumin to sit down.    

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xumin was a little frightened and puzzled. Why did Mr. Fann call him here?    

Huang Dashan's eyes darkened. He thought quickly and commanded. "Brothers, kill them!"    

He knew that the sneak attack had failed. As long as his brothers blocked it, he could find a chance to escape.    

Huang Dashan did not care about the lives of his brothers at all.    

Crack! Crack!    

The disciples of the Beggar Gang surrounding Chu Fann and the other two immediately cast a formation. The dog beating stick made a cracking sound on the ground.    

These disciples of the Beggar Gang were weak, but they had the advantage in numbers.    

Everyone attacked together. They waved the dog beating stick in unison. Their imposing manner was shocking. Some killing intent was revealed, forming a kind of deterrent force.    

"Anyone below the Desolation Stage is just an ant! Defeat me!"    

Facing so many people, Hong Qier threw his head back and let out a long roar. A vast and mighty power erupted from his body.    

In the blink of an eye, his body disappeared from where he stood, and then he shuttled back and forth beside these people.    

Five breaths later.    

All the disciples were injured and fell to the ground, unable to get up. Wails could be heard all over the place.    

"Die!"    

Hong Qier sent out a kick, and it was about to hit Huang Dashan.    

Huang Dashan was scared out of his wits. He scrambled to his feet and quickly shouted in fear, "Teacher Huang, help!"    

Swoosh!    

Just as Hong Qier was about to kick Huang Dashan, a tall figure flashed out.    

The figure was tall and strong, had a strong back and a strong waist, had red hair on his head, and wore an iron ring on his nose. He was pointing his fists at Hong Qier.    

Fourth Level of Desolation Stage!    

"Kid, I am Huang Lianghe of Hero Fighting Martial Meet. Big Mountain is my brother. If you kill him, I will kill you. "    

Huang Lianghe rolled his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.    

The mighty pressure of a Fourth Level of Desolation Stage forced Hong Qier to take two steps back. His face turned pale.    

Hong Qier was so scared that he lowered his head and bent down. His legs felt weak, and he actually wanted to kneel down.    

There was a difference of three realms between them, and Hong Qier didn't dare to make a move.    

"Mr. Fann, it's over now. What should we do?" Zhao Xumin was also being oppressed by the majestic force. Blood was flowing out of his mouth.    

"Eh? I know you, you are Ninth Prince. Don't worry. I will only kill the two of them. I won't kill you. "    

Huang Lianghe laughed out loud when he saw Zhao Xumin's words.    

Clang! Clang!    

Chu Fann, who was sitting on the bench, knocked off a melon seed and spat out a melon seed shell. He was extremely relaxed and did not get involved in this matter.    

"Hong Qier, you coward! Isn't it just a difference of three realms? Martial artists should not fear strong enemies! If that's the case, I'll expel you. Don't be my servant anymore!"    

Seeing Hong Qier's appearance, Chu Fann angrily shouted.    

Fear.    

It was impossible for it to defeat its enemy.    

Only by daring to face it, full of determination, could one overcome everything and defeat everything.    

When Hong Qier heard this, his entire body trembled. His action of bending down and kneeling instantly came to a halt.    

He was suddenly filled with energy. He suddenly stood up with strength that came out of nowhere. His eyes were no longer filled with fear, and he actually dared to look directly at Huang Lianghe.    

Huang Dashan, Huang Lianghe, Zhao Xumin, and the rest of the disciples of the Beggar Gang who were lying on the ground were all startled.    

They never thought that this young man called Chu Fann could make Hong Qier, who had admitted defeat, become so excited with just a simple sentence.    

"Master, you are right! When I see a strong person, I fear them and grovel. However, I have been changing. I hope I can acknowledge you as my master for the rest of my life! "    

Desolate energy surged out of Hong Qier's body and turned into a monstrous energy.    

All the primeval force was channeled to the tip of his feet.    

Hong Qier stomped on the ground and kicked out.    

A sharp piercing sound was heard, and a powerful light burst out from the tip of his right foot.    

It was a bright light, and the force of his Qi was surging. It was incomparably powerful.    

"You can't defeat me!"    

Huang Lianghe's expression was disdainful, and he sneered.    

Huang Lianghe also sent out a kick. It carried a terrifying desolate force, and its density was three times stronger than Hong Qier's.    

* Hong! *    

Crack!    

The tips of their feet met, and after a sharp piercing sound, another sound of bones cracking could be heard.    

Hong Qier's toes were broken, his shoes were shattered by the power of the primeval era, and his pants were even torn apart.    

This rebounding force caused Hong Qier's body to fly backwards, and his left foot hit the ground repeatedly before he could stabilize himself.    

"Quickly admit defeat. At the same time, kill your master. I will let you die a quick death. " Huang Lianghe's face began to turn ferocious.    

To Hong Qier, Chu Fan was his life's master. How could he do anything to betray him?    

"Don't even think about it!"    

Hong Qier struck again, striking out with his palm.    

Vajra Palm!    

In the blink of an eye, a golden light was emitted from his palm, as if it was made of metal, incomparably hard.    

"Hmph! Trash palm technique! Look at the cultivation technique recorded in my Asura Journal!"    

Huang Lianghe made another disdainful sound. His hand seal changed several times, and his entire body turned red. A red light flashed on his head, and it turned into the shadow of a cow horn.    

"Blood Moon Ox Head Style!"    

At this moment, Huang Lianghe had both his hands clenched into fists, and he raised them towards the sky. Together with the shadow of the bull's horn on his head, he looked like a blood bull.    

Roar! Roar!    

Huang Lianghe's body trembled. A terrifying power erupted from his body, and a scarlet blood Qi was unleashed.    

Boom!    

Both of his fists and head were thrown at Hong Qier at the same time, sending him flying once again.    

"Teacher Huang's Blood Moon Top Ox Style is really powerful. It's indeed worthy of being the cultivation technique recorded in the Asura Journal. " Huang Dashan was shocked. He looked at Huang Lianghe with envy in his heart.    

According to the Asura Journal, the Blood Moon Top Bull Style was created by a newly married woman.    

When she was getting married, she happened to see a demonic cow migrating. When the demonic cow saw the groom's red dress, it went crazy and killed the groom.    

Her family and the people who congratulated her also suffered misfortune and died under the demonic bulls' horns.    

The woman was in extreme pain. After escaping, she swore to take revenge.    

Therefore, every night, under the moonlight, she would raise her fists towards the sky, and search for cow type Demon Beasts to engage in hand-to-hand combat. She would not stop until she bled.    

After many years, she had killed hundreds of thousands of Demon Beasts. Her martial arts had been successful, and she had created the Blood Moon Ox Head Style.    

"I only know Iron Sand Palm, Diamond Palm, and other ordinary martial arts, but I will never admit defeat!"    

Every time Hong Qier was defeated, his state of mind would be more firm.    

Boom!    

Hong Qier attacked again, and was sent flying by Huang Lianghe's Blood Moon Ox Style. Blood spurted out from his mouth. It looked like it was free water.    

He felt extreme pain all over his body. His right leg was completely destroyed, and at the same time, his ribs were all broken.    

Shua!    

But he refused to admit defeat, and he charged forward again.    

"Trash, why aren't you admitting defeat?" Huang Lianghe was a little angry. He threw two punches at the sky and punched again.    

After the first punch, he pushed Hong Qier to the wall in the distance.    

The wall shattered with a loud bang. Bricks, stones, sand, all of them flew in all directions and fell all over the ground.    

Smoke and dust billowed, and the sound of sand rustling could be heard.    

The brick buried Hong Qier. That Hong Qier had already lost his life. He only had a trace of the power of the primeval era left, and he was on the verge of dying under the ruins.    

Bam! Bam!    

Chu Fann, who was sitting on the bench, was still eating melon seeds. His expression had not changed at all.    

Zhao Xumin, on the other hand, was covered in cold sweat. He felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. Although Huang Lianghe had said earlier that he would not kill him, he felt somewhat uneasy and did not dare to say anything.    

"Kid with the surname Chu, I'm going to kill you now. Do you still have the mood to eat melon seeds?"    

Two fists were slowly raised towards the sky. Huang Lianghe's eyes were cold as he said in a gloomy voice.    

Huang Dashan's face was insidious as he immediately said, "Teacher Huang, that Chu Fann definitely has the Heavenly Desolate Liquid on him! Kill him and we'll snatch it from him. "    

Stretching his back, Chu Fann was not afraid at all.    

When the disciples of Beggar Gang saw this, they were puzzled. Could this kid be an idiot? Someone had killed him, but he was still stretching his body?    

"Blood Moon Top Bull Style? Tsk tsk. After all, it wasn't your original creation. You didn't even learn everything, and you even used the wrong moves. This is truly a disgrace to a martial artist. "    

Chu Fann looked at Huang Lianghe with a cold smile and shook his head to belittle him.    

Only by creating the original techniques and martial arts could one truly understand the essence of it.    

"Kid, you talk too much nonsense! I'll kill you. "    

Huang Lianghe didn't put Chu Fann in his eyes at all. He was about to confront Chu Fann.    

In his eyes, a Body Refining Stage Chu Fann was just an ant that could be trampled to death at any time.    

At this time, Chu Fann was still sitting there. He grabbed another handful of melon seeds and said loudly, "Hong Qier, hurry up and wake up!"    

Chu Fann's voice was mixed with a trace of boldness.    

With a supreme vibration frequency, it bombarded the depths of Hong Qier's mind in the ruins.    

In an instant, Hong Qier's mind was filled with explosive noises. He once again unleashed the power of the ancient era, flashing out from the ruins.    

"Be my servant, Chu Fann. If you are not arrogant, you will not be able to break the rules. Everyone is equal, and even beggars have their own dignity!"    

"Since you are bowing, then use your strength and lower your head to bow. The following three footwork techniques will be used as the foundation, the bow back will be the weapon, and the head will be the supplementary attack. The power of the primeval era will be gathered at one point. There will be no distracting thoughts in your heart, and there will be no devil obstructions in your mind. . . "    

"One strike, two strikes to death, three strikes to shake the heavens and earth! One strike, two strikes to death, three strikes to shake the heavens and earth!"    

No one knew when, but Chu Fann had already thrown away the melon seeds and stood up straight. His face was filled with vicissitudes of life, and he revealed a serious expression that he had never seen before.    

Chu Fann's voice turned into strange symbols that entered Hong Qier's ears and entered his mind.    

Lowering his head!    

Hong Qier suddenly bent his body and lowered his head, gathering all the power in his body.    

Drip! Drip!    

Waves of primeval force were ignited. Boundless force crushed the surrounding air into pieces.    

Swish!    

All of a sudden, Hong Qier, who was standing on the spot, moved. His body violently smashed toward Huang Lianghe, shaking the heaven and earth.