Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 303

Under Kazama Che's hands was a terrifying internal force.

An old man in his seventies, with unparalleled inner strength, seemed to be brewing an overwhelming storm.

In the past 20 years, he has been working hard all day long, and has worked hard. Not only has he cultivated those few disciples he is proud of, but his own kung fu has also made great progress day by day.

Even if he was asked to kill these people during this trip to Daqi, he would never lose!
Hua Lao sighed and tremblingly walked up to the group of teenagers.

He looked at Kazama Che, "Win or lose has been decided. Even if you treat a deer as a horse, there is a steelyard in the hearts of the people in the world. It can determine the outcome and fairness. History is ruthless, but it is also the most merciful."

Feng Jianche didn't take it seriously, "Hua Lao, Hua Lao, what kind of thing are you? After Jiang Buying left, he took over Jiangnan Xiangdao in his place. Do you really think that you are as capable as him? If you want to die, don't blame my ruthless subordinates!"

Hua Lao closed his eyes.

Yes, his ability is not as good as Senior Jiang.

Can……

He is the one who is in charge of Jiangnan Xiangdao now!
He brought this group of children onto the battlefield, and he was about to send them back intact!
The sixtieth-year-old man, with his wide sleeves fluttering, gathers the aura of heaven and earth, and a terrifying aura gradually emerges from his body.

He intends to use his life to fight Fengjianche!
Feng Jianche didn't take him seriously at all, and coldly reprimanded him as "overthinking his own strength", and suddenly made a move!

Hua Lao's strength collided with his inner strength, like a pebble trying to shake a mountain!

Hua Lao flew upside down and hit the sideline heavily, smashing a hole in the stone wall!
He spat out a mouthful of blood with difficulty.

If old man Jiang is here...

If he was there...

Feng Jianche, how dare he be so rampant? !

Kazama Che succeeded in one blow, and looked at Su Jiu again.

This female doll has a calm face, elegant demeanor, and an astonishingly powerful fragrance refining talent. In time, she will definitely become one of the top masters in the Great Qi Fragrance Dao.

He couldn't allow her to continue growing.

He was defeated by Jiang Buying 20 years ago, and he will make a comeback 20 years later, and he will surely dig the root of Da Qi Xiangdao!
He sternly said: "Su Jiu, you bullied my apprentice, it's really abominable! I want you to kneel and kowtow in public, and apologize for my apprentice! Then, with Japanese etiquette, open your stomach and apologize!"

Sifengyuan came out from behind him, triumphantly, "Su Jiu, did you hear that my master asked you to disembowel me to apologize! Hmph, so what if you crush me, if you want to hate it, hate yourself for not having a good master! "

She raised her saber arrogantly, "Don't worry, I can help you. My knife skills are very good. There is still a layer of skin on your neck when you cut it down, so it won't make your head fall to the ground."

(Mistake: Refers to the Japanese seppuku ritual, which is a supplementary beheading after the failure of the seppuku suicide for some reason, so that the seppuku will die faster and avoid pain and suffering)

Su Jiu clenched his fists.

Sifengyuan raised his eyebrows, "Why, you don't want to?! Then don't blame my master for being ruthless!"

After she finished speaking, Kazama Che suddenly attacked Su Jiu!
The old man's cassock fluttered in the wind, and the old man's eyes were full of murderous intent!
For 20 years, he lived in the temple, practiced kung fu desperately, and cultivated heirs. Today, he can finally avenge his shame!
Not only that, as long as Su Jiu and the other teenagers in the field are killed, it is tantamount to ruining Daqi's younger generation!
It doesn't matter if Jiang Buying wins him a game, after all, he is the biggest winner in this life!

Xiao Tingchen frowned, and secretly exerted force with the hand holding the long knife.

There is no doubt that this old man from Japan is more difficult to deal with than Yan Qiansui.

He wasn't sure if he could withstand the blow...

The wind howled.

In the stands, the hearts of all the people were tugged.

The white-bearded old man who sat crookedly between them drank the last drop of wine and threw away the purple clay pot leisurely.

He got up slowly.

Empty alleys.

Everyone only saw a figure streaking across the sky like a shooting star, but in an instant, the most idle old man in the old courtyard stood in front of Mr. Fusheng!

A pair of dry and old hands, like a grinder, easily pushed Fu Shengjun away.

Kazama Che came roaring!

The old gentleman blocked it with all his might.

(End of this chapter)