The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 96 Fisted to death in the ocean (Sixth update! Ask for a monthly ticket!)

But outside the temple, there were people running and shouting.

Blood was everywhere on the ground, limbs were broken, and there were already more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground.

Feng Ji was among the crowd, holding a bamboo pole as thick as his arm, and swept across with all his might.

The huge force directly smashed several people nearby into the air, the sound of bones breaking and howling continued.

Someone roared and rushed towards Feng Ji, slashing with a knife.

Feng Ji suddenly withdrew his hand, and with a puff, he thrust the bamboo pole back.

Under his tremendous strength, the sharp bamboo pole head directly pierced through the chest of the visitor with a puff.

Blood spurted out immediately, and the hollow bamboo tube was full of flesh and blood!
Feng Ji laughed wildly: "Native chicken tile dog, get out!"

With a flick of his arm, he immediately smashed the corpse into the air, and the flesh and blood in the bamboo tube flew out.

With a bang, it directly hit a disciple of Zhenyuan Escort on the head.

The disciple rolled his eyes in fright and fainted on the spot.

The surrounding disciples of the Zhenyuan Escort were frightened by Feng Ji's horrific killing.

Many people only dared to surround, but did not dare to go forward and fight desperately.

When Yu Haiyang saw this scene, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly, and he couldn't help shouting loudly: "Brother, this is an internal matter of our Zhenyuan Escort Bureau. You leave now, and I will let you live!"

He was really scared, since Feng Ji came out to now, in just a few tens of breaths, more than 30 people died!
Feng Ji raised his head, looked at Yu Haiyang, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and there seemed to be a cold light on his white teeth.

"Let me live? Just rely on you?"

When Yu Haiyang heard the words, he was instantly furious. After he took over the Zhenyuan Escort, he always said that he was the same. Feng Ji offended him again and again.

He had already lost his patience, waved his hand, and shouted wildly: "You are looking for death, shoot!"

Immediately, a gun team of about ten people lined up in the back row, raised their guns one after another, and shot in the direction of Feng Ji.

Feng Ji suddenly grinned: "The ten-man gun team, you want to hurt me?"

boom!
He kicked the ground with his feet, and in an instant, his figure was like electricity, and he slammed into the crowd.

Immediately, several people in the crowd were directly knocked out.

Feng Ji casually grabbed a disciple of the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, and the moment he stood in front of him, he rushed towards the gun team!

At the same time, fierce gunshots rang out!

bang bang bang...

The gunshots continued, and the man in Feng Ji's hands was turned into a pulp, with blood gushing out.

Feng Ji hid behind the meat shield, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth: "Seven steps!"

With a sudden step, he crossed a few meters, and at the same time, he smashed the dead body in his hand.

boom!
The dead bodies were like cannonballs, smashing directly into the gun team.

Immediately, screams came, and two people were smashed directly by the dead body, and their bones were broken on the spot, wailing and screaming.

Yu Haiyang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted: "Reload! Reload!"

Before the words fell, Feng Ji had already roared towards him like a tiger descending the mountain.

For Feng Ji, the distance of seven steps was almost instantaneous.

The gun team in front of them had no time to reload, and they were already approached by him.

But seeing the bamboo pole in his hand give away suddenly!
Woo-!
There was a terrifying sound of piercing through the air, and the strong wind poured into the bamboo cavity, making a piercing roar.

bang bang bang...

There were several strange muffled sounds in succession, and five members of the spear team were directly pierced by bamboo poles.

Under the blessing of Feng Ji's terrifying power, this bamboo pole is as terrifying as a red-tasseled spear.

There are only three people left in the ten-man gun team!
The three of them looked at their companions who were strung together into twists with bamboo poles, their faces were pale, and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart with fright.

One of them was so frightened that he lost control on the spot and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The other two also quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, throwing down their guns.

Feng Ji ignored these people and turned to look at Yu Haiyang who was on the horse.

Yu Haiyang's face was full of horror at this time, even he had never seen such a terrifying master!

"Who the hell are you? What benefit did Wen Biao give you? Let you work so hard for him?"

Frightened and furious, Yu Haiyang rode his horse back a few steps and scolded Feng Ji.

Feng Ji grinned: "Come down!"

Bang!
Feng Ji stomped his feet violently and pulled the bamboo pole with his right arm.

Take the corpse and sweep towards the horse.

Those corpses, because of the violent pumping movement of the bamboo pole, were instantly squeezed on the head of the bamboo pole like candied haws.

Like a sledgehammer of human flesh, it roared and hit the horse.

Shocked, Yu Haiyang pulled the rein hastily, and the horse subconsciously raised its front hooves to dodge the bamboo pole.

Snapped--!
It's a pity that Feng Ji was so fast that the horse didn't dodge at all.

This blow hit the horse's belly in an instant.

There was a loud crackling sound.

In an instant, the bamboo pole was torn apart, and the horse was even more miserable, with a huge blood pit drawn out of the horse's stomach.

The horse vomited blood and fell sideways, howling.

Yu Haiyang had turned over and jumped off as early as the bamboo pole arrived, and after rolling around on the ground in embarrassment, a carp straightened up and immediately got up.

He stared at Feng Ji with a serious expression.

Feng Ji glanced at the broken bamboo pole, threw it down casually, and turned to look at Yu Haiyang.

Facing Feng Ji's gaze, Yu Haiyang instantly felt chills all over his body.

He took a deep breath and said in his mouth: "I never thought that Wen Biao could invite a master like you. This brother, no matter what benefits or conditions Wen Biao gave you, I, Yu Haiyang, represent Zhenyuan Trading Co., and promise you How about killing Wen Biao for me, which is ten times higher than Wen Biao's condition?"

Feng Ji smiled, with muscles all over his body, and gently wiped the blood on his face.

Just this touch, more blood.

He didn't care, just said: "What is ten times a hundred times, after killing you, the things in Zhenyuan Trading House are all mine?"

Yu Haiyang's expression changed instantly: "You—"

He was about to speak, but Feng Ji's figure suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a strong fist wind poured into his mouth and nose.

His pupils shrank instantly, he suddenly lowered his head and lowered his body, and hastily rolled around on a donkey to dodge.

boom!
It wasn't until this moment that the terrifying sound of punches exploding into the air came.

Yu Haiyang was terrified and exclaimed, "Fist is faster than sound! Impossible!"

It's just that just after he finished speaking, there was another terrifying wind pressure in his ears.

This time, Yu Haiyang had no time to escape.

He hurriedly shook his arms violently, only to hear the sound of clattering.

He crossed his arms, steadied his horse and firmly resisted to his side.

boom!
A loud noise exploded, and Yu Haiyang only felt a huge shock in his arms, and his little arm was directly twisted and fractured.

He even flew up into the air, and with a bang, he landed on a nearby haystack!

Yu Haiyang couldn't believe it, and looked down at his trembling arms.

On the forearms of both hands, there are silver iron bracelets.

This is the iron ring of Hong Fist Iron Line Fist.

It's just that the iron rings on the two arms were all twisted at this time, and the forearm was even fractured into a strange Z shape.

The severe pain made Yu Haiyang sweat coldly, but what frightened him even more was that the bloody man opposite him was walking slowly.

"He didn't die... Interesting, no wonder he cheated Master Wen Biao."

"Your iron wire fist is not bad, but unfortunately, you didn't hit it."

Feng Ji strode over, commenting on Yu Haiyang's kung fu.

Yu Haiyang never dreamed that he had practiced iron fist for many years, and he didn't even have a chance to fight, and his hands were directly interrupted!
He even couldn't believe that the other party was relying on a pair of fleshy palms!
"Horizontal practice..."

He realized instantly in his mind that his opponent was a master of horizontal training!

No wonder...a team of hundreds of people couldn't hurt him at all!

Yu Haiyang regretted it too late, he knew this earlier, so why came to look for Wen Biao.

If he wants to go into seclusion, let him go into seclusion. Why do I have to kill all of them and offend this monster.

A black shadow looms over the ocean's head.

He raised his head subconsciously, but saw Feng Ji's tall and strong body covering the sun, looking at him oppressively.

A big hand easily grabbed his hair and lifted him up slowly.

With severe scalp pain, Yu Haiyang suddenly reacted, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something in his throat.

The other side has already spoken first.

"You are Yu Haiyang?"

Yu Haiyang trembled: "Forgive..."

Feng Ji grinned lightly: "Hey, you deserve to live if you sell opium?"

The next moment, Feng Ji punched violently with the other hand.

Bang!
Yu Haiyang's skull was instantly dented and shattered.

The face trembled, and blood spurted from the seven orifices.

Feng Ji let go of his hair, and Yu Haiyang's body slid down to the ground like mud.

All of a sudden, all the surrounding Zhenyuan Escorts screamed.

"what--"

"The boss is dead!"

"The chief escort is dead!"

"Forgive your life, my lord, spare your life!"

……

Everyone thumped and knelt down, begging for mercy.

At this moment, they didn't even have the courage to escape.

All he could do was kneel down and pray.

Feng Ji came out of the mountain temple, charged into the crowd, wiped out the gun team, and killed Yu Haiyang. The whole process sounded like a long time, but in fact, it took less than 5 minutes.

At this moment in the mountain temple, when Hong Yihu and Wen Biao looked out the window, all they could see were corpses all over the floor, and the moment Feng Ji killed Yu Haiyang!

The faces of the two were full of disbelief.

"This... so fast?"

"He killed so many people by himself? Even Yu Haiyang...can't stop his punch?"

Wen Biao and Hong Yihu were terrified, they looked at each other and looked at each other.

Hong Yihu came to his senses, and quickly said, "Go out and have a look."

Wen Biao also reacted suddenly: "Yes, yes, no more killing, these Escort disciples are following orders."

The two quickly opened the door, Wen Biao hugged Xiao Min, Hong Yihu carried Wenbao, and the two ran out quickly.

Looking at it again, I was even more horrified.

But seeing the corpses all over the ground outside the temple, many of them couldn't see the human form anymore.

Broken bones and stumps, blood flowing like rivers.

Even though both of them are old martial artists who are used to the rivers and lakes, they can't help but feel hairy at this moment.

Looking at Feng Ji's eyes again, he couldn't help but look like a monster.

Feng Ji turned his head and saw the two people coming out, grinning at the corner of his mouth, showing what he thought was a kind smile.

It was just this smile that made both Hong Yihu and Wen Biao's heart skip a beat, as if a terrifying evil spirit had blown by, making one's scalp tingle.

Hong Yihu forced a smile on his face, and shouted: "My dear brother, are you... all right?"

Feng Ji was puzzled, looked at his body, and said, "Me?"

Immediately, he seemed to be stunned, and said with a smile: "This blood is not mine, don't worry, thank you Brother Hong for your concern."

Hong Yihu remained silent, do you care?
I'm asking if your mental state is okay.

　The condition is not good, but we are still working hard, asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)