Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 171 Raw horns
Seeing that his full-strength attack was completely neutralized, the man said angrily, "Let me see how many punches you can neutralize."

After saying that, he rushed over like a tiger at a speed that Zhou Leng could not dodge at all, and punched him again.

Zhou Leng used the ebb and flow technique again, taking small steps backward and using the internal Qi that gushed out at intervals to dissolve the opponent's fist force.

The man's punch power was once again neutralized, his eyes immediately turned red, and he became extremely ferocious. He punched again and again, and his punches became more and more powerful.

Zhou Leng also used his palms one after another to continuously dissipate the opponent's strength.

Suddenly, his body stiffened and he was forced against the wall.

The man grinned and threw his next punch.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, crouched down, dodged the punch, and slapped the opponent's lower abdomen.

The man changed his fist movement and hit Zhou Leng on the head.

Zhou Leng extended his left shoulder to block the punch and suddenly exerted force with his right palm.

Both men hit each other at the same time.

Zhou Leng stepped back and hit the wall.

The master in the late stage of body refinement stumbled back, feeling abdominal cramps and a slight blockage in the flow of his internal energy.

Zhou Leng stepped forward, lowered his head slightly, a flash of fire in his eyes, and rushed forward to attack the man.

The man's Dantian was shaking, his Qi was not flowing smoothly, and his strength was greatly reduced.

The two men's fists, palms and arms kept colliding, like two rainstorms colliding.

"Your magic power is beginning to weaken!" Zhou Leng said.

"That would be enough to kill you."

"Not even close!" Zhou Leng said, and continued to move forward and fight in close combat.

With a brave heart and the advantage of time and place, strive for victory.

As the two men got closer, their strength weakened, making it harder to defend and block, and they kept hitting each other.

Scars of varying sizes and depths appeared on the bodies of the two men.

"Do you think that my Fishman Cult is weaker than you stupid humans? I..."

A figure came flying over and kicked the man on the side of the head.

He flew out sideways and fell to the ground, his head was sunken and he was dead.

Deng Zhijue retracted his foot, looked at Zhou Leng, and smiled: "After so long, you can't even take down a demon worshiper. You still need to hone your skills."

"Yes." Zhou Leng did not refute.

"Let's go and start chasing the scattered small fish and shrimp. Rao Mingxian, can you still move?"

“Yes!” Rao Mingxian finished regulating his breathing.

Some people guarded the passage, while Deng Zhijue led the team to chase after the fleeing demon worshippers.

Chief Instructor Huang Jingqiu glanced at Zhou Leng's back, hesitated for a moment, got on the off-road vehicle, asked the driver to drive, and followed from a distance.

Deng Zhijue led his men out of Mofang Town, crossed the farmland, entered the wilderness, and chased the four people in front.

Soon, we entered a deserted old village.

The figures of those four or five people disappeared in the deserted village.

Deng Zhijue sent a message requesting for reconnaissance support, turned on his magic watch, and released a light curtain.

Above the light curtain, reconnaissance videos and photos of the demonized drone appeared.

Accurately record the four people hiding in four houses. They slowly dispersed while observing the situation.

"All four are in the Body Refining Stage. Divide them into four groups. If you can keep them alive, keep them alive. If not, kill them."

Zhou Leng and Rao Mingxian were in a team, chasing after a person who was in the middle stage of body refining.

"I'll go stop them first." Zhou Lengyun used the Feihe Movement and stepped on the ground, making loud bang noises.

Wherever it passed, smoke and dust rose and the ground cracked.

"This speed... is abnormal." Rao Mingxian knew he couldn't keep up, so he didn't use light skills to waste his energy and just ran using low-consumption luck.

The fishman cultist originally stopped to observe the situation, but when he heard someone running towards him from afar, he realized that his whereabouts had been exposed, so he sped up his escape.

But in just a dozen seconds, a figure suddenly passed by him, and looked back as he passed by.

The murloc cultists were startled and stopped in a hurry.

Zhou Leng turned around and looked at the fish-man cultists.

"Surrender." Zhou Leng said.

The murloc cultist cursed, turned around and fled to the left.

Zhou Leng stepped on the ground, his body like a flying crane, catching up with the man, and kicked the ground again, his body suspended in the air, kicking out with both legs.

Sacrifice kick.

It’s a basic kicking style, but because it has huge flaws, it is very likely that both sides will suffer losses.

Zhou Leng was trying to lure the other party into taking action.

But the other party actually rolled on the ground, dodged from below, got up, turned around and continued running.

An ordinary person in the middle stage of physical training would not be able to dodge this kick, but this person had taken a magic potion and had extremely strong explosive power in a short period of time.

Zhou Leng caught up again and slapped him on the back.

He turned sharply, accelerating suddenly to avoid the attack.

Rao Mingxian also rushed over and blocked Zhou Leng from two directions.

This guy's magic skills are not very good, but he can run and turn very fast.

After several attempts, Zhou Leng figured out the opponent's habits and speed. After catching up with him, he pretended to pat him on the back, and the man suddenly changed direction to the right.

Zhou Leng changed direction at the same time and thrust out his right palm.

The man tried his best to dodge, but Zhou Leng's palm missed his back and hit his ribs.

With a snap, multiple ribs broke, piercing the flesh.

The man's body swayed and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Rao Mingxian, who was approaching, was overjoyed. He took advantage of the other party's staggering and kicked him in the chest with his body suspended in mid-air.

"puff……"

The man flew backwards spitting blood and his sternum was broken.

“You…” The man stared at Rao Mingxian.

Rao Mingxian aimed at the man's chest and kicked him hard.

Without the protection of his true qi, the man's chest collapsed and his heart shattered.

Zhou Leng was about to reach out to stop them, but it was too late, so he said nothing. "You take the body away, and I'll go get the others."

Zhou Leng said as he activated Feihexing and used the magic watch to contact his teammates.

Deng Zhijue had already captured one person alive and was running towards one of the groups, while Zhou Leng was running towards the other group.

With two more people joining in, the battle was quickly over.

Unfortunately, one person’s blood exploded before he died, so only two seriously injured people were captured alive.

A group of people dragged a corpse and carried two prisoners along the village road, slowly walking towards Huang Jingqiu's off-road vehicle not far away.

The winter wind blew, blowing up the yellow sand.

The village became increasingly desolate.

Deng Zhijue glanced around and sighed, "I've been to Wenzhuang Village before, but unfortunately, everyone has left."

Suddenly, a drone flew out of a room in front, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Be careful……"

Before Deng Zhijue finished speaking, a person ran out silently from the door behind him.

The man was dressed in black, with a fleshy tree root growing on his chin. He punched the guard closest to him.

Deng Zhijue was experienced and did not just look ahead like the others. He also glanced behind him and reacted promptly, throwing a punch.

After the two fists collided, Deng Zhijue retreated three steps, his blood boiling, and he looked at the man with a look of shock on his face.

On the other hand, that person even took a step forward and chased Deng Zhijue.

"It's Shen Jun!" Deng Zhijue called out the man's name.

"It seems that I am quite famous in your Wuwei Bureau. Haha..." Shen Jun laughed.

Just as Zhou Leng and others were about to attack, they saw a dozen people jumping out from a nearby yard.

Both sides fight together.

"The remnants of the Demon Worshipping Cult!" Huang Jingqiu shouted from a distance.
The innate energy around him flashed with light, and he stepped on the ground and rushed over.

Zhou Leng gathered all his inner energy and faced the nearest fish-man cultist who was in the early stage of body refining. He stepped forward quickly, and rushed ashore like a rushing tide, and slapped him as he got close.

The man did not dodge or evade, and faced Zhou Leng with his palm.

The two men's palms met.

Click...

The man's entire right arm was blown off and he screamed in pain. Zhou Lengqi stepped forward and leaned his shoulder against the man's chest and abdomen.

With this collision, the mountains collapsed.

There was a dense sound of bones breaking in the man's chest and abdomen. He flew backwards, smashed the wall and landed in the yard.

He lay on his back, with his clothes sunk deep into his chest and abdomen, leaving nothing in between.

The internal organs, blood and flesh that were originally in the middle were discharged from both sides of the waist and flowed slowly outwards.

His legs twitched, he closed his eyes, and died.

"Junior brother!"

A fishman cultist in the middle stage of body refining took a few steps to run, then suddenly leaped up, his body horizontal in the air, and kicked at Zhou Leng with both feet.

The first move is to use the extremely risky self-sacrifice kick.

Zhou Leng turned his body to the side, dodged, and raised his legs at the same time.

When the man came close, Zhou Leng raised his right leg, like a big axe falling from the sky, and kicked him in the abdomen, twisting his foot.

bang...

The surging true energy broke through the man's skin and flesh, shattered his true energy, and penetrated into his intestines.

The Zhenhai Qi stirred inside, and the intestines, liver, kidneys, and stomach seemed to be thrown into a blender, breaking into pieces and blending together.

"Ah...Brother Jun, avenge me..." The man fell to the ground, rolled over holding his stomach, screamed a few times, vomited blood, and fainted.

Both sides were shocked by Zhou Leng's ferocity.

While the others were still fighting, Zhou Leng actually took care of two of them with just a few moves.

"Yongrui?" Shen Jun, the black-clad master who attacked Deng Zhijue, took a look at the man lying on the ground and his face darkened.

Fan Yongrui is the cousin of a congenital master in the Demon Worshiping Cult. Before coming to Rucheng, Shen Jun had personally promised that congenital master that not only would he be successful in his practice, but he would also make a fortune.

"Take him away and give him the first aid medicine, quickly!" Shen Jun said, and threw three kinds of medicine to a middle-aged man in the late stage of body refining.

The man took the pill, rushed over to feed it to Fan Yongrui, picked him up on his back and ran away.

“There’s actually a young talent…” Shen Jun gave up on Deng Zhijue, turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards Zhou Leng.

Black mist swirled in his eyes.

Only then did Zhou Leng see the man clearly. His skin was slightly red, with blue-black lines all over his body, his head was cracked and had horns growing on it, and blood was flowing through his hair.

Under the black skin, the muscles wriggle gently, and the blood vessels and tendons move slowly like earthworms.

Zhou Leng didn't want to fight with the late-stage Shengli master, so he took out his magic crossbow and shot an arrow towards him.

Shen Jun rolled sideways in the air to avoid the arrow.

Deng Zhijue took the opportunity to catch up and fight with Shen Jun.

"You all must die!" Huang Jingqiu saw that the man was actually chasing Zhou Leng, and remembered the instructions of the gym owner Wang Boxiong. His eyes turned red and his speed increased again.

Zhou Leng loaded the demonized crossbow arrows, put them into the magic bag, and then killed a fishman cultist in the body refining stage.

Suddenly, everyone heard Deng Zhijue's soft call.

Zhou Leng turned his head and saw that the man was holding a gem in his left hand and punching Deng Zhijue with his right hand.

Deng Zhijue put his arms in front of his chest, his eyes were closed for some reason, and his movements were distorted.

The man hit Deng Zhijue's arm, and with the sound of bones breaking, Deng Zhijue flew backwards.

"Looking for death!" Huang Jingqiu had already run close and could rush over at any time.

The man beat back Deng Zhijue and was about to kill Zhou Leng, but when he saw Huang Jingqiu coming, he hesitated for a moment, stared at Zhou Leng, and said coldly: "You are lucky, let's go!"

The man suddenly retreated away, and the others followed him and fled.

After running a few steps, Shen Jun turned around and smiled at Huang Jingqiu who was running nearby, then pulled out a silver "T" pendant from under his collar and shook it.

Huang Jingqiu frowned while running. That was the devil's sealing device that could release powerful spells.

He also recognized Shen Jun.

(End of this chapter)