forbidden place

() One of the guards looked Han Hui up and down, then looked at Cui Zhongqing and the thin man, frowned and said: "You are from the Qiuhao tribe? You are just a slave, how could you be from the Qiuhao tribe?"

Han Hui secretly sighed in his heart, just as he was about to make a move, he took down the guards and let the guards lead him into the city lord's mansion, when a carriage galloped over.

The four black horses are all taller and stronger than ordinary horses, and all four hooves rise and fall in unison, comparable to a well-trained army.

The carriage pulled behind is also very large, the entire carriage is black, a dry tree is embroidered on the curtain of the carriage, there is not a leaf on the tree, the branches are dry and wrinkled, the bark burst, as if burned by fire. Baked mediocre.

The eyes of the guards were attracted by the carriage, no, to be precise, by the dry trees embroidered on the curtain.

All of them widened their eyes in shock, opened their mouths slightly, and looked at the carriage in front of them in disbelief. The driver of the carriage was an old man in his 60s and [-]s. This old man was sitting on the side of the carriage, holding Holding a long whip.

On the left and right sides of the carriage, there were two strong men running. These two men were about 30 years old, with bronze skin and cold water flowing on their bodies. Under the sunlight, they looked like two tall gods.

The strong man on the left took a step forward after the carriage stopped, and his step was a full dozen of others' steps, not only because of his tall stature, but also because of his strong strength and well-developed muscles on his thighs. The power of the instant bullet is tyrannical.

"The guard of honor of the national teacher is here, go and report to the city lord Meng, and let the city lord greet him in person!" the strong man ordered.

Han Hui felt joy and surprise in his heart. When he was happy, he could finally see Meng Bai, the city lord of the great martial artist. What surprised him was that this carriage was too unimaginable.

The two strong men are all in the realm of great martial arts masters, and the old man driving the car can't see the realm clearly. It doesn't seem to have any power, and it seems to contain enough power to destroy everything.

When he arrived, he was called the guard of honor of the national teacher, and the city lord greeted him in person. The background was too great. Who knew what kind of master was hidden in the car.

He shrank his body and retreated towards Cui Zhongqing, who knew that the eyes of the strong man who spoke just now looked at him suddenly.

"There are slaves at the level of great martial arts masters in Qiuhao City? How many such masters are there in the entire Fengyu army?"

Han Hui's body froze, and he raised his head suddenly, with a pair of eyes shining brightly: "Hehe, I'm afraid it's not easy to want us to be slaves, but I want you guys to be slaves. I was ordered to arrest you today. I just ran into you, and it's the same if I took you away!"

Hearing what Han Hui said, the dull eyes of the old man driving the carriage suddenly shone, and a curious expression appeared on his face.

"Boy is arrogant!"

The strong man who looked like an iron tower took a step forward and arrived in front of Han Hui in an instant. His palm as big as a cattail fan slammed hard on the top of Han Hui's head.

Cui Zhongqing stretched out his hand to let go of the thin man, twisted his body, like a light boat breaking through the wind and waves, and put it in front of the strong man.

"Snapped"

The palm of the strong man collided with Cui Zhongqing's palm fiercely, and the stone surface under Cui Zhongqing's feet creaked, and a crack was abruptly stepped on.

But the body of the strong man was rushed by the huge force, his feet were three feet off the ground, and his face turned pale. The two brothers were born with supernatural powers, and later other national teachers valued them and became the guard of honor of the national teacher. Not their opponents, at least not their opponents in terms of strength.

Cui Zhongqing's appearance is not amazing, but he was able to fight head-on with him, and even gained a complete upper hand, how could he not be shocked.

After gaining the upper hand, Cui Zhongqing let out a tiger roar, turned his palms into fists, and slammed into Huanglong like lightning, his fists were like breaking the embankment of the Yangtze River, and directly hit the big man's chest.

At this time, the big man's body was still in the air, and his hands suddenly pressed down, trying to block Cui Zhongqing's fist.

At this moment, Cui Zhongqing's footsteps suddenly slipped, his palms disappeared instantly, and his whole body disappeared instantly, with panic showing on the big man's face.

A fierce and unparalleled gust of wind came from behind him. In terms of fighting skills, it is impossible for warriors in the world to compare with an old monster like him who has lived for countless years.

"Feng Yu's lowly slave dare to come!" The old man who was driving raised his long whip, and the long whip turned into a spirit snake, and it was in front of Cui Zhongqing in an instant.

The whip broke through the air, and the power was concentrated at one point. If Cui Zhongqing didn't give up the attack, the whip would be strong enough to seriously injure him.

At this moment, Han Hui moved, he punched in the air, and the surroundings of his body were like billowing yellow sand, and the lightning-like whip happened to be hit by his fist.

What he bombarded was not the tip of the whip, but the middle of the whip, and a burst of force exploded from his fist, abruptly cutting and breaking the force on the whip.

"crack" "crack"

Two crisp sounds came out almost at the same time, one was the sound of Han Hui's fist hitting the whip, and the other was the sound of Cui Zhongqing's palm slapping the strong man's back.

"puff"

The strong man's body did not fly out this time, but landed directly on the ground, opening his mouth to spurt out a big mouthful of blood, then his body softened and fell to the ground.

This is not because he wants to fight head-on, but because of Cui Zhongqing's Cui family's unique skills, all five internal organs were burned and captured.

The Great Catch of All Burning Fives is the Cui family's unique skill, not only the pinnacle of warriors, but even many Qi practitioners rely on it very much. At least before they achieve trance, this big capture is their bottom-line method.

With one palm entering the body, the power gathers and does not dissipate, and directly bombards the internal organs of the person, as if a shackle is put on the internal organs, and all organs are instantly exhausted.

If you don't use your unique secret method to break it, the method of a cup of tea, this big man will die.

Han Hui blocked the old man's whip, the old man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, the long whip in his hand shook again, forming circles in the air, trying to trap Han Hui in the circles.

At first glance, these circles look like tricks in the Olympics, but they actually contain supreme danger. In Han Hui's eyes, these exquisite circles are more terrifying than mountains of knives.

The Kuangsand Lost Step was used to the extreme, the surroundings of the body were like layers of Kuangsand, and the fists were smashed out like bows and arrows.

Ten Thousand Arrow Fist!

This is also a supreme boxing technique in the Xiaoqian world. The fists are like raindrops, bombarding the sky and covering the sky, and it is impossible for manpower to resist.

The only disadvantage is that it consumes too much power. If you punch with all your strength, even if the grand master can punch dozens of punches?

The tricks of a master lie in the fact that the strength is exhausted with one punch, and it becomes a false move in an instant. The strength is contained but not released, and it will not cause loss of physical strength at all.

This is not the case with Han Hui's Ten Thousand Arrows Fist. Every punch is full-strength, and every punch has the potential to cross mountains and seas.

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa"

There were continuous crashes, and the circles of the whip were shaken away one by one. After a hundred punches, Han Hui was sure that the old man driving the car was not a great martial artist, but a grand master!

Another strong man jumped up when Han Hui unleashed the Ten Thousand Arrow Fist, like a tiger flying in the sky, attacking and killing Cui Zhongqing.

Cui Zhongqing had a sarcastic smile on his face, and with a twist of his body, he was as nimble as a civet cat, avoiding the punch that was enough to break the rock.

With five fingers like hooks, he patted the strong man's shoulder. The strong man shortened his body, then sucked his left chest, his shoulders melted into a circle in the void, and abruptly avoided Cui Zhongqing's blow.

However, Cui Zhongqing's blows followed like a shadow, his feet trembled slightly, his body seemed to be suspended in the void, looking to the left, suddenly to the right, looking to the front, suddenly to the back, using the five inner big grabs, several ups and downs, The big man's expression also changed, he opened his mouth to spurt a big mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

The time for the two sides to fight was extremely short, and the two strong men at the peak of the great martial arts all lost the ability to resist. The old coachman on the carriage stood up abruptly, his arms trembled, and Han Hui felt the vitality around him being stirred. On his arm, a vortex was formed to absorb the vitality, and the vitality was infused into the body instantly.

Because of the arousal of vitality, the old man's body instantly swelled, his arms doubled in size, and his fists, like the gods who opened up the world, slammed towards Han Hui fiercely.