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Chapter 27 Not used to it (read more!)
Jiang Chen ignored the others, he was quietly feeling the changes in himself, the kind of battle that made his blood boil and his spirit sublimated, coupled with the thrill of the edge of life and death, faintly fascinated him.

The middle-aged man killed as soon as he killed him, he didn't need to be euphemistic, besides, the Tiger Fist was extremely powerful, and the most important thing was a clear mind.

Jiang Chen knew that the Tiger Fist was extremely fierce, once he flinched and his heart was shaken, he would not be able to practice the boxing to a higher level.

The Tiger Fist of Xiaocheng realm can help him break through the Tongli realm, Jiang Chen feels that this is not the limit of Tiger Fist.

"One's own strength is the last word!" Jiang Chen became more and more convinced.

Don't look at the peace in Shengping County, there is a storm in the dark, people die every day, whether it is ghosts, or natural and man-made disasters, Jiang Chen takes it lightly.

But not causing trouble doesn't mean he's afraid of trouble!

Since the middle-aged man wants to kill him, he must be mentally prepared to be killed by him.

"Then wait and see, blame him for being inferior to others." Jiang Chen's fist was still dripping blood, the clothes on his upper body were in tatters, and there were many wounds faintly visible. In this battle, he was also injured a lot, and his blood was boiling. But more is the harvest.

He faintly felt that the boxing technique was unobstructed, and he could exert more powerful power.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!" Jiang Chen approached the members of the Black Tiger Gang, the Erniu strong man's face was ugly, he couldn't help but sweat, and the other gang members also backed away.

Everyone witnessed the ferocity of this kid with their own eyes, even Section Master Zou was beaten to death by him.

The few of them are naturally not his opponents. Compared with others, their own lives are the most important.

No one stepped forward to obstruct it, for fear of ending up in the same fate as the middle-aged man.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhongheng and others couldn't help but gasp.

They never thought that Jiang Chen not only defeated the middle-aged man, but also beat him to death.

"Is this true?!" The martial arts apprentice stared blankly at Jiang Chen, his eyes full of awe!

Jiang Chen paid attention to other people's opinions, and began to search carefully on the middle-aged man.

With skillful techniques and constant groping, he quickly found out seven or eight banknotes, a yellow book, and a light yellow scroll from the middle-aged man. Poison Palm".

"This is the palm technique he used!" Jiang Chen was overjoyed, he knew that this middle-aged man's palm technique was actually very strong.

Each of his palms contains powerful fire and poison power, but his pure yang kung fu has been practiced to the state of mastery, and it is a yang attribute kung fu.

To a certain extent, the fire poison can be restrained, and only then can it be killed. If it is replaced by other people, the ending will be different.

"If you practice the Fire Poison Palm and combine it with the Pure Yang Kung Fu, you will definitely be able to exert even stronger lethality!"

Although it is said that there are not many martial arts skills, but Jiang Chen feels that as long as he can make himself stronger, he can try it. Besides, he has attributes to add points, so it is definitely a good choice to practice Fire Poison Palm.

Jiang Chen and Jiang took all of them into their pockets. These were their own trophies, so naturally they couldn't leave them behind.

"Go back and tell the Black Tiger Gang, just come to me if you have anything to do, get out!" Jiang Chen turned his back and spoke domineeringly in front of everyone.

Everyone in the other gangs didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of offending Jiang Chen.

Hearing his words, Er Niu, a strong man, turned blue, but dared not speak out, did not dare to show any dissatisfaction, and quickly left with the middle-aged body.

This is the attitude of the strong!
Zhao Lin stared at Jiang Chen's figure, she felt her little heart beating a little faster from this moment.

Jiang Chen didn't say a word, and quickly came to the side of the thin man who lost his arm.

"Be patient!" Jiang Chen squatted down and tore off the robe on his body, and continued to bandage the thin man's wound.

Zhao Zhongheng and others also reacted, and quickly called the doctor over. With professional treatment, the injured man quickly stopped the bleeding.

"Thank you very much."

The injured man looked at Jiang Chen, and spoke weakly, full of gratitude, but he didn't know what to think of, and he gritted his teeth and asked hoarsely, ignoring the pain.

"You are so strong, why... why didn't you take action earlier and kill them?" He was puzzled, with Jiang Chen's strength, it was more than enough to deal with the Black Tiger Gang, why did he take action now? arm!
Thinking of this, the man couldn't help feeling a bit of resentment in his heart, he never thought about Jiang Chen bandaging his wound for the first time just now.

"Why?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly, his eyes fixed, and he spoke lightly.

"Why should I take action?"

"But you're better than them, shouldn't you take care of them?" The injured man suddenly lost control of his emotions and shouted at Jiang Chen.

With the loss of an arm, his martial arts path has been crippled, and there is no way to continue practicing. He began to blame all of this on Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he didn't speak, stopped what he was doing, and stood up slowly, his eyes were covered with indifference.

This guy is really logical!

"You think I'm strong so I should help you. Why don't you think about it, what if I'm the one who dies?" Jiang Chen's tone was cold. This guy can really kidnap morally. Could it be that his life is worthless?

The injured man's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't listen at all.

"But you are very strong, shouldn't you come out?!"

"There are so many people in the martial arts hall, why do you stand by and watch!!!"

"A person like you is too selfish!!!" He was emotionally agitated and hoarse.

The words of the injured man spread throughout the square, and some apprentices were absolutely reasonable, yes, since you are so powerful, why haven't you made a move? This is not the measure that a strong person should have.

Many apprentices began to whisper, thinking that Jiang Chen was going too far.

"With great strength, but such a sinister heart, this is no different from the members of the Black Tiger Gang."

"I'm a little skeptical now, whether he has cultivated some evil martial arts, otherwise he could definitely be so strong!"

"I saw him go to that stupid pharmacy before. Didn't he buy the medicine from that crazy old man and overdraw his body's potential in exchange for such a powerful force?" Some people suspect that Jiang Chen suddenly became so powerful because he used some kind of medicine. Wicked drug.

"Let me just say, this guy must have taken the medicine in order to get revenge on the elder. He really has a vicious mind."

But there were also some apprentices who didn't speak. They saw Jiang Chen's horror, and they only felt awe in their hearts, so they dared not speak ill of him.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Jiang Chen is not that kind of person!" Zhao Lin shouted loudly.

"Yeah, if it wasn't for him, that kid would have died a long time ago, so he would still be able to talk so much nonsense." Fang Zhu also stood up to speak for Jiang Chen.

Hearing Zhao Lin and Fang Zhu's words, Jiang Chen smiled slightly. His hearing was amazing, and he could hear everyone's words clearly.

But his heart is completely calm, these people are really strange, but he is a person with a temper, so he decided to explode.

"Huh? I'm sorry, I'm not the Holy Mother. What kind of thing are you, worthy of me?"

"I'm not your father, so I won't spoil you!" Jiang Chen said viciously, and the murderous aura on his body began to fluctuate, as if Shura was alive.

"I saved you, it's fine if you don't feel grateful, and even slander me!"

"Man is doing it, and the sky is watching. People like you deserve to have your hands cut off. No, it's better to let me kill you." Jiang Chen smiled coldly, and actually slowly approached the injured man.

"You, you, what are you going to do?!" The injured man was stared at by Jiang Chen, his mind went blank, and his whole body felt a chill involuntarily, which instantly calmed him down.

"He really dared to do it!" The man sensed Jiang Chen's killing intent, his whole body was trembling, cold sweat flowed out, his tongue was trembling with fear, and he couldn't say a word at all.

The others also froze, and no one dared to speak for a while!
"Brother Jiang, don't get angry." Zhao Zhongheng at the side realized that something was wrong, and quickly stood in front of Jiang Chen.

He was afraid that if this went on, Jiang Chen would really kill the injured apprentice.

"Why didn't I realize that this kid is so murderous!" Zhao Zhongheng secretly exclaimed in his heart, he was sure that Jiang Chen must not have killed someone for the first time!
"That idiot's brain is cramped? He dared to provoke this evil star!" Zhao Zhongheng couldn't help complaining about the injured apprentice.

Seeing Zhao Zhongheng standing in front of him, Jiang Chen stopped. Looking at Zhao Zhongheng with an apologetic expression, Jiang Chen cupped his fists.

"Master Zhao, I killed the man, and the Black Tiger Gang won't trouble you. The 3000 taels of silver will be regarded as my selling fee." Jiang Chen glanced at the apprentice, and said coldly.

Since trouble was also caused, Jiang Chen naturally would not return empty-handed.

After Zhao Zhongheng heard it, his dark face was slightly stunned, and then he nodded.

"Thank you little brother Jiang!" Zhao Zong gave the apprentice a cold look, and thanked Jiang Chen.

The apprentice who had lost his hand became paler, his body trembled, and he stopped talking.

Jiang Chen just nodded his head, and didn't say anything more. Under the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone in the martial arts hall, he walked out of the black iron martial arts hall without looking back.

He looked at the bustling streets with people coming and going, and felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

Killing a member of the Black Tiger Gang, the other party will definitely not let it go, he must be prepared and become stronger.

Jiang Chen didn't pause, and after rushing back to the yamen to report, he came to a blacksmith shop.

This blacksmith shop is not big, only more than 50 square meters, and there are all kinds of iron tools, such as Leisi, plows, hoes and so on.

At this time, at the door of the blacksmith shop, standing by the stove was a strong man with his upper body exposed, his dark arms and face, under the light of the red fire, looked extremely vicissitudes like a statue.

The strong man was too focused and didn't notice Jiang Chen's figure at all, but Jiang Chen didn't bother him either, and stood aside quietly observing.

I saw the strong man skillfully picked up the iron tongs in his left hand, accurately and steadily clamped a red-burned iron pipe in the stove, and placed the iron pipe on a waist-high iron stake, with his right hand clenched like a fist. The hammer, with a clang and force, hit the red iron pi.

The scorching sparks splashed around and hit his body, but he remained motionless, as if he didn't know the pain. The scorching sparks fought with the sweat pouring from his body, and the sparks always went out instantly.

After repeated rounds of hammering dozens of times, he skillfully picked up the flat and black iron pipe and put it into the pool next to the stove, "Puchi, puff" sounded with the churning pool water.

Seeing this scene, the strong man breathed a sigh of relief and showed a simple and honest smile.

"Brother Liu, is my knife ready?" Jiang Chen said with a smile. As early as half a month ago, Jiang Chen asked blacksmith Liu to make a blade suitable for him.

The knife he wants to build must be suitable for slashing and chopping, so Jiang Chen chose Tang Hengdao.

The shape of Tang Hengdao is similar to that of a sword, unlike the bloated broadsword, Tang Hengdao is not only surprisingly lethal, but also very flexible to use.

Tang Heng Dao has a single-sided edge, which is more suitable for chopping than a sword. The handle of Tang Heng Dao is very long, so that the user can hold the handle with both hands when fighting, and it is more maneuverable.

For this reason, Jiang Chen personally drew the blueprint, and with Liu blacksmith's forging technology, he can definitely create a blade that satisfies him.

"Jiang Chen, you're here." Blacksmith Liu smiled. He was 1.9 meters tall and had a strong physique. He didn't look like a blacksmith, but more like a tyrannical bandit.

Blacksmith Liu's full name is Liu Zhen. He is an expert in forging knives. He only moved to Shengping County many years ago, and all the weapons used in the yamen are also made by him.

It is said that his ancestor was also a well-known forging master, who had forged many famous weapons.

It's just that he offended a certain important person, and he was the only one left in the entire Liu family. Jiang Chen often dealt with Blacksmith Liu on weekdays, and the relationship was pretty good.

"The knife you want has been forged." After mentioning the knife, Blacksmith Liu started chattering like a different person.

He led Jiang Chen into the house, and hung many blades around it, he pointed to a blade wrapped in white cloth and said to Jiang Chen, "This is the blade you want me to make. "

Hearing this, Jiang Chen revealed a look of strong anticipation. He strode up to the blade. Jiang Chen took a deep breath and removed the white cloth.

Immediately, a black blade appeared in Jiang Chen's eyes.

This knife is 1.1 meters long. The blade is straight and slender, with a sharp edge. The whole knife is jet-black, with dense patterns on the surface. From the outside, it looks unpretentious, but it exudes a sense of coldness.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, grasped the handle of the knife, and immediately a burst of icy cold air went straight to Jiang Chen's body along the handle. It was icy cold, as if what he was holding was not the blade, but a piece of ten thousand year old ice.

Jiang Chen's whole body trembled, and the internal force of the Pure Yang Kungfu oscillated and expanded to the whole body, and only then did he suppress the chill.

He picked up the blade and looked at it.

This knife looks light, but in fact it weighs 49 jin. It is quite strenuous for ordinary people to hold it, let alone wield it vigorously.

If you don't have enough strength, you can't use this knife at all!

"How about it, you're still satisfied!" Blacksmith Liu looked expectantly, and looked obsessively at the blade in Jiang Chen's hand.

"This knife is made of precious cold iron and added with deep-sea black gold. Both hardness and sharpness belong to the top grade. It is as sharp as mud and decisive."

"Ordinary forged swords only need to be folded and forged about 10 times, but this blade has been forged nearly a hundred times. During the folding and forging, repeated smelting, almost all impurities are removed. The most perfect level so far."

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