Say that Gong Gong’s right foot stepped out half a step, and a full three-inch deep footprint suddenly appeared in front of everyone. As Gong Gong’s right foot left the footprint, it was smooth as a mirror, which shows that Gong Gong Gong’s strength control is also unusual except for a body of earth.
At this time, Gong Ying looked around and glanced at Zhang Ping. Zhang Ping suddenly frowned and said to himself, "Domineering is exposed!" to be continued
Chapter four hundred and forty-one Drunk kill cotton palm refers to the knife
Relying on the Gong Jin Xiang Gong, the big guards in the palace finally temporarily controlled the situation and guided those experts who came to the Jianghu to slowly move towards the prescribed area.
At this time, Lu Xiaofeng was just about to pull Zhang Ping away, but suddenly he felt that Zhang Ping’s whole body was firmly fixed on the ground like an old tree packing.
At this time, Zhang Ping smiled and said to Lu Xiaofeng, "I have to wait for some friends before you go."
The words sound just fell and a middle-aged man wearing a white jade wrapped around his waist in the Tang Dynasty took the lead in wearing a purple gold crown and staggered over with a glass of wine in his hand.
The palace is heavily guarded, as if it were his own backyard.
And behind this man, a young man dressed like a flower with a small beard, a white-haired and sanctimonious man, looks like an old pedant who has read a lot of poems, and slowly comes.
Zhang Ping smiled at the three men at this time and then said, "How can this palace be compared with the three overseas fairy island Xanadu who are not living in seclusion on the island and have to come to this place to visit this muddy water?"
At this time, a drunken man came up to Zhang Ping obliquely and said to Zhang Pingkou, "I met Zhang Ping’s Taoist priest on the He Zhizhang."
If a person drinks too much wine, it is difficult to have a lot of alcohol, which is a mixture of food and food, and it pours out from his stomach. If ordinary people smell it, they will definitely not think it is a good taste.
However, Zhang Ping only smelled a faint bouquet in the body of the four crazy people. This pure bouquet is like pouring wine directly into the body and naturally emitting it with the air.
Anyone who treats the drunk in front of him as a drunk is afraid that he will not have a good game.
Zhang Ping looked at each other at this time and suddenly asked, "I don’t know who they want to kill when they come together today?"
At this time, the old pedant with no white hair suddenly stepped forward and said, "Who said we were going to kill people? We just came to lend something to our friends."
Zhang Ping looked at the old pedant’s hand at this time. His hand was gaunt and sallow, and his nails were more than an inch long. The medicine must have soaked ten nails, which were usually rolled up. But Zhang Ping knew that his fingers should be rolled into a circle with a snap, which was like a blade-this is the "one yang" of Yin’s family in the past and Zhang Bian’s Huashan Mountain, which is also called "finger flick magical power".
Xiao Hu’s hands around him are surprisingly white, which is even whiter than Zhang Ping’s hands when he urged Yu Gong. It is more necessary to watch these hands than to kill people. But it is not too rough to watch the hands than the "big handprint" of the Tibetan secret temple and the "hands of heaven and earth" of the western reclamation sea.
At this time, three people have been unconsciously beside Zhang Ping, and the orientation of the three talents is determined by the three people, and the three people will come from three different directions towards Zhang Ping in an instant.
Then He Zhizhang staggered from the front to Zhang Ping at this time. The strange pace and the strange swinging frequency of his arms made it difficult for people to see his figure clearly.
And the white-haired old man grabbed five soft fingers curled up in Zhang Ping’s chest with his hands in claws. At this time, he was all in his strength and stretched straight. At the same time, a faint luster was constantly emitting from the old man’s nails, like a person who chose a person and was addicted to beasts.
At this time, Xiao Hu’s hands are flying like wearing a Hua Hudie, and several ghosting images are drawn behind Zhang Ping. Without a palm hit, there is a kind of gas that overflows and travels into a gas network, which makes it difficult for Zhang Ping to escape this gas network if his body changes.
However, almost at the same time, the three men attacked Zhang Ping’s front with their proud stunts. When the original did not move, Zhang Ping suddenly moved.
First, a purple ghosting cut into the four fanatics. In the figure of He Zhizhang, the four fanatics’ hands flashed strangely towards Zhang Ping’s shoulder.
This catch seems simple, but it is the four fanatics who are drunk and lying in the clouds and killing seven people. All the murders in the artistic conception are covered up, and people are afraid that they will be unconscious when they die.
However, the four fanatics were tied faster than him, and a faint ghosting across the four fanatics felt that the seven killers in their hands were always tried and tested, and finally missed for the first time. Then he felt a pain in his chest, and the whole person was knocked down and flew out like walking on clouds.
At the same time, Zhang Pingshen took a strange turn with a sharp gas strength, and his hands were toward Xiao Hu and the white-haired old man.
At this time, Xiao Hu and the white-haired old man from Zhang Ping’s palm felt as if the giant eyes of heaven and earth had exposed their doubts about themselves, and it was difficult to get rid of Zhang Ping’s palm if they changed.
As Zhang Ping’s palm force Xiao Hu’s boneless cotton palm contacts Xiao Hu, he feels that his boneless cotton palm has not yet scored Zhang Pingti’s feminine strength, and he is driven away by a force like a scourge, and it will be disintegrated in a moment.
And the white-haired old man refers to the knife. At this time, a flat palm touches the original gold-cutting and jade-cutting finger knife, but it seems that he has met the strongest gold and iron shield. Generally, it has not only caused no obstacle to it. Ten finger knives have broken all their roots on the spot for many years.
As Zhang Ping’s figure flashed, a virtual shadow like a dragon like a beast suddenly appeared in their eyes, and then two strands of copious efforts suddenly called Xiao Hu and the white-haired old man from Zhang Ping’s hands. If they didn’t resist, they cried and were struck by Zhang Ping’s hands.
At this time, Zhang Ping quietly watched the three people who were killed by himself in the same place, but he was not in a hurry to continue chasing. Instead, he said faintly: "Although you three are good at kung fu, you still want to deal with the seat, but you are still a lot worse. Go back and practice for a few more years!"
Just then, a cold voice in the direction of the distant city wall suddenly came: "The three of them can’t do it. It’s just that they can’t work hard at home. I want to say that since they failed, there is no need to go back and continue practicing." To be continued.
Chapter four hundred and forty-two Gongjiu
As the sound gets closer and closer, the master finally slowly reveals himself in the night.
This is a slim figure, gorgeous figure and clothes can’t hide his loneliness. This is a wolf, lonely wolf, lonely wolf and moonlight. His figure is gradually overlapping. A hundred years ago, there was such a man who was strong and lonely. His name was Teddy boy.
At this time, Zhang Ping’s strength has been running wildly. At the same time, he said faintly to Gong Jiu: "It seems that you can beat me with martial arts!"
There is no doubt that Gong Jiu is a talented person, and he will learn how hard it is to practice martial arts. He can come and go wherever the guards are, and he knows that if you want him to kill a person, no matter where that person is hiding, no matter how many people are protecting him, he will never fail!
However, now Gong Jiu has to deal with Zhang Ping, the first death in the new weapon spectrum a hundred years ago.
Theory such as Gongjiu can’t deal with Zhang Pingsuo according to the past experience. Although the murderous look has been unabashed, Gongjiu has been sending out continuously, but Gongjiu has not moved.
Gong Jiu is a master, so he should know the importance of patience. He doesn’t gamble or drink. Men like things, but he doesn’t like them.
When he had nothing to do, he just sat by the sea staring blankly for two or three days without saying a word. Once he sat by the sea for three days, he didn’t eat anything or even drink a drop of water.
His endurance is beyond anyone’s reach, but he can stay at the bottom of the sea for a day and a night without coming out.
It was as if he didn’t have to breathe. Once the old man got angry and nailed him to the coffin. After four or five days, others couldn’t help secretly digging out the coffin and covering it. When he saw that he got up and patted his clothes, he left without even a thing!
When faced with this Jianghu, Wu Wei Yi can’t see through Zhang Ping Gong Jiu. He didn’t have the first motive. He knew that if he moved first but didn’t strike a fatal blow, I’m afraid he would never have a second chance.
At this time, Gong Jiu and Zhang Ping, although they were far away from each other, did not make direct moves. However, their personal strength made the air explode in the sky.
That He Zhizhang Xiao Hu and the white-haired old man have barely suppressed their injuries at this time, and they have gradually suppressed the popularity of the three people because they are getting stronger and stronger. If they are not in it for a long time, Zhang Ping and Gong Jiu will kill three people.
In the middle of the night, it seems that there are several swords in the fight, and the number of broken leaves is strong, which finally shocked the big guards not far away.
However, as soon as these big guards with swaying torches approached Zhangping Palace, the range of the two people in the whole body was three feet, and they cried the blood in the pores and flew back.
With the outbreak of a great bodyguard’s crisis, the right-handed valiant soldier threw his long knife at Gongjiu, and just smashed the long knife into Gongjiu, which was finally caught by Zhang Ping. Although the opportunity was less than 1 cm away from Zhang Ping at that time, Zhang Ping believed that it must be Gongjiu soon.
This time, Ximen Chuixue’s sword fight against Ximen Chuixue’s flying fairy. However, at this time, if Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue duel beside Zhang Ping and Gong Jiu, most experts will look at Zhang Ping.
Zhang Ping shot quickly, and Gong Jiu’s whole body was like a huge cover. However, that steel knife made the cover break a hole, and a broken hole cover could no longer be used.
Kind of magic in the heart of Tao * * suggesting that Zhang Ping’s every move is not mixed with the majestic pressure of heaven and earth. At the moment, the sound of gas whistling and blasting keeps coming. A blink of an eye, Zhang Ping’s figure has already landed in front of Gongjiu.
At this time, Zhang Ping’s right hand grabbed five slender fingers emitting white fluorescence in the night, and the airflow swayed around like small snakes. This claw was really like an eagle probing its claws and fighting from Yinhe High School.
At this time, Gongjiu felt that everything around him caught by Zhang Ping’s five fingers seemed to be like a viscous liquid, and the marginal pressure was overwhelming towards Gongjiu. At this time, Gongjiu could see Zhang Ping’s claw caught towards himself in vain, but being suppressed by Zhang Ping’s mind and mind and trying his best to make the most correct response.
As Gong Jiu put the whole body gas strength fiercely toward the whole body, he cried and swelled up. Although he didn’t practice iron cloth unlined upper garment and other kung fu, he surprisingly tried his best to fuel this seemingly fine defensive brocade, but it was far better than the master of iron cloth unlined upper garment in the world.
"Yi …"
With a sharp sound, I think of Zhang Ping’s five fingers as if cutting tofu, and it’s easy to break Gong Jiu Jin Yi.
Zhang Ping’s five fingers are condensed to the extreme, but the firm but gentle strength is pouring out. It is a gentle touch with Gongjiu’s proud contemporary decision that will detain Zhang Ping to offset the disappearance.
However, at this time, Gong Jiu’s chest suddenly fell into a strange trap as if the chest was not his own, which actually narrowly escaped Zhang Ping’s claw.
However, at this time in Zhang Ping’s mind, a kind of magic * * spiritual power blessed Dai Zongru and calculated all the changes in Gongjiu in an instant.
Just as Gongjiu’s figure just wanted to take the opportunity to retreat, the moment passed by Gongjiu Jiuyin’s claws. Suddenly, it was a strange meal, and then the claws pointed to Gongjiu’s chest.
This pointing out is really Zhang Pingchanghe’s sunset sword Dacheng. This pointing out seems dull, but it contains the movement, straightness, rigidity and softness in one finger. The martial arts, boxing, kendo, mystery and Zen are all pointed out in Zhang Ping Yizhi.
At this time, I just tried my best to avoid Zhang Ping’s claw Gongjiu, which is really a milli-ability to deal with Zhang Ping’s avoidance. Finally, a flash of folded mans flashed in my eyes, and then my hands slammed into Zhang Ping’s chest to be continued.
Chapter four hundred and forty-three Ghostly
When Zhang Ping’s right hand points at Gong Jiu’s chest, the Gong Jiu’s palms are immediately printed on Zhang Ping’s chest.
As Gong Jiu felt his hands slapped on an iron wall, he felt a violent and sharp strength rushing to his body along Zhang Ping’s fingers.
Deep red blood gushed out as if it were as dark as splashing ink, and it was dyed bright red at the moment of night, reflecting the faint fire in the distance, which was very rare.
Just when Gong Jiu was seriously injured and was about to be killed by Zhang Ping, a figure appeared in Zhang Ping and Gong Jiu.