Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 35 Powerful body training martial arts

Zhang Dahu held his breath and became nervous.

Find fault?

Do you want to quietly inform other classes? I always feel that Master Shen will be slapped to death by this bastard.

Chen Ji also felt something was wrong. Could it be that the other party said he was nice, but in fact he was just looking for face for Shou Toutuo?
  "How about it?"

Butcher Zhang tilted his neck and twisted the grass roots out of his mouth with his thick, calloused fingers.

Shen Yi looked at him silently, seeing that the other party's eyes were very innocent, without the slightest provocation, only filled with fierce fighting spirit.

He slowly turned sideways and took a breath: "Come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Butcher Zhang suddenly stepped out, and the three to four hundred kilogram stone locks were like clay balls on a slingshot leaving the string, whistling ear-piercingly, and smashing towards the upright figure!

The sound was so loud and so fast that others had no time to react.

Shen Yi glanced sideways at the courtyard wall behind him, clenched his right palm tightly into a fist, turned around and punched out. Under the peak of the fist, the stone lock instantly exploded into powder.

"I can see that you really feel sorry for Yinzi."

Lime blocked his vision for a moment, and the exaggeratedly huge body actually appeared behind the young man.

Two thick arms were whipping from top to bottom like iron chains. If the impact was solid, the shoulder blades on both sides would probably be shattered more thoroughly than a stone lock.

Shen Yi looked calm and leaned forward slightly. While avoiding the opponent's whipping, she raised her elbow with all her strength and hit Butcher Zhang's unshaven chin hard.

With a muffled bang.

There was finally something strange on his face.

I saw Butcher Zhang staggering two steps, which made the whole courtyard tremble slightly. He stretched out his hand to rub his chin, and bared his teeth and laughed as if nothing happened: "What a quick reaction."

The elbow strike that could break the monster's hard bones could only make it take two steps back.

Others couldn't see Mingtang, but Chen Ji's pupils shrank.

Just yesterday, Mr. Shen kicked the tiger demon to the ground and spit out blood. What kind of monster is this fat man?

"..."

This was not the reason for Shen Yi's slight change in mood.

The elbow just now had the aura attached to it. He didn't expect to be able to take down the opponent directly, but...how on earth did this martial artist from Qingzhou receive this blow without mobilizing his aura? of?

In his thoughts, his figure was rioting, and with the blessing of the eight steps of the spiritual snake, his whole person was like a ghost.

Although Zhang Tutu moves extremely fast, he cannot avoid the shortcomings of his huge body. Even when he lowers his head, he cannot see his toes, and his field of vision is slightly narrow.

But there was still no panic in his eyes, and he allowed Shen Yi to hit him with several punches. His greasy skin was as tough as a hundred layers of cowhide.

When he found the right moment, he reached out with his fat palm at his waist, and the black butcher knife slashed towards the ground at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

Under the huge force, the butcher's knife cut away again.

Instead, Shen Yi seized the opportunity and took advantage of the opportunity before he could stop his strength. He raised his foot and kicked the opponent's waist, causing his huge body to fall to the ground.

The Niu brothers were so frightened that they hid away like frightened rabbits.

"It's boring! It's boring!"

"It's useless no matter how good you are at such a crude boxing technique. To be honest, it's not even enough to move your muscles and bones."

Butcher Zhang got up from the ground in disgrace, his eyes fell on Shen Yi's waist, and he licked his lips: "Quickly draw the knife, the butcher saw it yesterday, don't try to hide your move."

Hearing this, Shen Yi rubbed his wrist and then stretched his fingers towards the handle of the knife.

I originally thought it would just be a sparring match, but with how solid the opponent's body is, it would really be meaningless to fight with Paiyun Changquan alone. The next moment, silver light carrying red mist swept across the sky!

"Well done!" Butcher Zhang finally became excited and crossed his arms to greet him.

When the long knife slashed down, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding with iron, and a white mark appeared on his greasy skin.

"Is this a bastard becoming a spirit?" Chen Ji's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid.

However, the smile on Butcher Zhang's face gradually faded. He stared at his arm: "Good knife skills..."

Before he could finish his words, the long knife was slashing continuously with violent evil energy.

Butcher Zhang once again stretched out his hand to block three knives. When the fourth knives were struck, he suddenly rolled around and dodged in embarrassment.

In full view of everyone, he waved his hands repeatedly: "Stop! Let me slow down!"

Shen Yi slowly stopped.

Chen Ji hasn't figured it out yet, why did the fight end as soon as it started?
  His eyes suddenly glanced at the butcher's raised arm, and he felt an inexplicable chill. He saw that the previous knives were all struck at the same position. Of course, this only proved that Shen Yi was very good at controlling knives.

What really surprised him was that what was originally just a white mark was now tightly stuck with a few wisps of red mist. In just a few breaths, he could already vaguely see the white bones.

Big beads of sweat oozed from Butcher Zhang's forehead. He endured the pain and took up his breath to drive away the red mist little by little. After a long time, he raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, exclaiming:

"This method is not like that of a good person."

"I like!"

Shen Yi frowned, wondering why the other party didn't use his breath to resist earlier.

Butcher Zhang stood up excitedly, patted his belly and shouted, "What do you think?"

Shen Yi nodded: "You are so strong in practicing kung fu."

"Do you want to learn?" Zhang Butcher said as he turned his attention to Shen Yi's saber.

"Master Shen, no!" Chen Ji usually knew the rules, but after hearing these words, he still couldn't help but speak out.

The relationship between the imperial court and Jianghu sects is far more complicated than ordinary people imagine.

It's not that easy to get away after taking their things.

"Tsk, what are you in a hurry for?"

Being interrupted by the officer, Butcher Zhang was not angry. He smiled with dignity and said: "I threw myself here. Although it has a purpose and is not glorious, it will not harm Capt. Shen."

He walked up to Shen Yi and said softly: "Did you learn your sword skills from the Demon Subduing Sword Technique?"

Hearing this, Shen Yi looked over in surprise.

"Hehe, I've seen too much, and I feel familiar at first sight." Butcher Zhang raised his eyebrows: "You gave me the martial arts of the Demon Suppressing Division for free, but I don't dare to reach out, but this self-created kung fu, how can there be so much? I happen to have some insights into the rules, why don’t we change them?”

Shen Yi's heart moved inexplicably.

If he could have the physique of the other party, there would be no need for him to panic if he encountered what happened to the snake girl last night.

After a moment, he turned around and chose to tell the truth: "I have no objection, but you may not be able to learn this sword technique."

Zhang Butcher was startled for a moment, and then he chuckled: "Of course I know that such insidious methods are definitely not something you, a member of the imperial court, can come into contact with. There is a high probability that you can learn from the dregs of the beast essence of a certain demon."

"Who would do such a stupid thing, not a desperate person or a crazy martial artist."

"You just want to exchange it, there is no reason to consider whether others can succeed."

Seeing that the two were talking about martial arts, Chen Ji pushed the remaining guards who were looking at each other out of the courtyard, then walked out himself and gently closed the courtyard door.

(End of this chapter)