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I saw Zhao Wujiang put his hands together and stretched outwards, the rope shattered instantly, two black silver needles shot out, and a whistling sound began.

Chen Anbang was frightened, and the confusion and humiliation of being deceived condensed in his heart. He shouted loudly, martial arts energy filled his body, his clothes moved automatically without wind, and he slapped Zhao Wujiang with a palm.

"Puff." The silver needle pierced his body, and he felt a slight pain. The strong wind in his hand did not stop and was about to hit Zhao Wujiang's head.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were as calm as water, his body turned slightly to the side, he slapped Chen Anbang's big hand away with his backhand, stepped forward with a big step, and hit Chen Anbang's heart with an elbow, and the huge force poured down without reservation.

"Boom!"

Chen Anbang's chest suffered huge unparalleled force, and there was a muffled sound. His strong body staggered back a few steps before he regained his composure.

Severe pain swept through his body. He stared at Zhao Wujiang in disbelief, his thick eyebrows raised angrily:

"Despicable bitch!"

"You have six breaths to take action against me." Zhao Wujiang said calmly:

"I hope your seat is not for nothing."

Zhao Wujiang did not directly choose to let Qi Lin, the leader of the Dijiao Gang, take action. He needed to test what stage his current strength was at.

"I didn't expect you and the leader of the Dijiao Gang to be in cahoots!" Chen Anbang's eyes were red. He pulled out the silver needle from his body and threw it to the ground:

"Won't you join forces? Then I will crush you to ashes!"

"To deal with you, a sixth-grade warrior, I don't need to take action. Brother Zhao should be able to deal with you." Qi Lin's voice sounded in the room, and he was hidden in the shadows. Even so, he did Zhao Wujiang's best.

Be prepared to take action if you lose to him.

Chen Anbang looked around, but did not find Qi Lin's figure. He felt worried in his heart, knowing that he had fallen into this urn today and was probably doomed:

"Ah hahaha, he's just a little eunuch. He has no brute strength. How can he be worthy of being my enemy?"

"You still have four breaths left." Zhao Wujiang said calmly.

"Then I'll help you!" Chen Anbang spread his hands and started Tai Chi, and then opened and closed his hands to perform mysterious moves. Suddenly, a beast roar sounded in the room, like a dragon's roar.

He took a few steps, slapped Zhao Wujiang with both palms, and shouted angrily: "Death!"

The magical power of Vajra Indestructibility...Zhao Wujiang crossed his hands in front of him to protect him, and the wind from Chen Anbang's palm came next, hitting him like a stormy wave.

"boom..."

Zhao Wujiang resisted this tyrannical bombardment and only took three slight steps back before stabilizing his figure.

Impossible, I used the Heart-Destroying Palm, how could Zhao Wujiang resist? Chen Anbang was a little overwhelmed.

The Heart-Destroying Palm is one of the secret arts in martial arts. He got it accidentally by chance. Although he has not completely succeeded in practicing it, it should be more than enough to deal with Zhao Wujiang, who obviously does not have much martial arts training.

But his attack just now only made Zhao Wujiang take three steps back. He couldn't believe it was like this.

He must have suffered serious internal injuries, it must be like this, he was at the end of his strength... Chen Anbang kept comforting himself, but the next moment, he saw a scene that horrified him.

I saw Zhao Wujiang's eyes were extremely sharp, with a smile on his lips, he spread his hands in a Tai Chi pose, and opened and closed his arms to perform a set of mysterious moves.

Although Zhao Wujiang's moves seemed very awkward, they were clearly the Heart-Destroying Palm that Chen Anbang had just used.

Qi Lin hid in the shadows and exhaled slowly. Zhao Wujiang's martial arts talent was too terrifying. He could remember it just by looking at it. The most important thing was that he could clearly understand the luck acupoint. How did this happen?

Did it?

What he didn't know was that Zhao Wujiang had practiced the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility and had access to all acupoints.

Chen Anbang performs the first form of Heart-Destroying Palm - Seven Apertures and Soul-Severing, which requires the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to gather in the Du Vein, enter the Dantian, open Yangguan Mingmen, Fengfu Baihui and other acupoints, and move Taiyin and other points in the hands to collect in the palm.

For Zhao Wujiang, who has full access to acupuncture points, he can imitate his shape and exert his power.

The roar of a dragon could be faintly heard in the room, and Zhao Wujiang clapped his hands forward.

"boom!"

Chen Anbang's heart was trembling, and he hurriedly blocked it, but the energy was pouring down. He kept staggering back, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose.

By the time he stood upright, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were in pieces, and severe pain coursed through his body.

"How is it possible..." Chen Anbang muttered to himself, his lips turning blue.

"Four breaths gone." Zhao Wujiang said calmly, walking towards Chen Anbang step by step. His initial silver needle was highly poisonous. After Chen Anbang was poisoned, he only had six breaths to live.

"Why...how can..." Chen Anbang's pupils were dilated, and he seemed to have thousands of words to say in his chest, including resentment, regret and confusion, but he opened his mouth, and in the end everything was swallowed with his last breath.

"boom."

His strong body fell to the ground, breathless, and his pupils were filled with anger.

Zhao Wujiang groped around Chen Anbang's body and found hundreds of taels of silver notes and a letter. At the same time, he felt a hard object in front of Chen Anbang's slightly collapsed chest.
Chapter completed!