Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 5 I have always advocated the eradication of all evil and the extermination of all

"After learning the Claw Kung Fu for two or three years, you still dare to act so arrogantly in front of me. My four disciples are really as disappointing as ever. They actually died at the hands of a brat like you."

As soon as Sha Tongtian finished speaking, Hou Tonghai showed his true colors:
"Brother, I'm going to destroy this brat first."

He kicked off the ground and threw a punch as fast as the wind and with great force.

Zhuang Bu Ran did not dodge or evade, and watched Hou Tonghai punch him in the stomach.

"what!"

Everyone thought that the young man in green robe was a rookie with unskilled skills, but unexpectedly Hou Tonghai let out a shrill scream.

He saw that his arm was deeply stuck in Zhuang Bu Ran's abdomen, as if he was shackled and in great pain.

"I'm so disappointed. How did such a loser survive to this day?"

Zhuang Bu Ran looked puzzled, raised his hand and chopped it, and a burst of force from the air hit his head directly.

"boom!"

Hou Tonghai fell heavily to the ground, with a big hole in his head, blood flowing out, and he was no longer breathing.

"How brave!"

Sha Tongtian's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and his eyeballs were more prominent. He used his best skill of changing position, and flew up, appearing beside Zhuang Bu Ran extremely quickly, and then delivered a powerful punch.

Zhuang Buyan still did not dodge or evade, allowing Sha Tongtian to go straight to the middle door.

When the punch hit him, Sha Tongtian felt as if he had been hit by something sharp, and the pain was like a knife cut into his bones. He couldn't help but cry out in pain.

He was violently repelled by an internal force and flew backwards, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood in mid-air. He then fell heavily to the ground and collapsed on the ground, his life or death unknown.

In an instant, the field was silent and everyone's expression was puzzled.

"Could this be The Golden Bell Cover?"

When Master Lingzhi saw that Sha Tongtian was severely injured by the backlash and was on the verge of death, he could not help but speculate with fear on his face.

Peng Lianhu was born into a bandit family. He had many followers and was very powerful. He was also considered to be knowledgeable and experienced.

At this moment, he completely forgot about his friendship with Sha Tongtian, where they often helped each other, and his face was solemn:

"It's not the 'Golden Bell Cover'. This guy is using a hard skill that contains both feminine and masculine strength. He first used a skill similar to the 'Bag Kung Fu', and then used the unique, fierce and fierce 'Splitting Palm'."

"Then there's the already-completed 'Iron Shirt,' which somehow possesses the recoil force of the 'Golden Bell Cover.'"

"As expected of someone known as the Thousand-Handed Slayer, his features are quite dazzling. No wonder he's so ruthless and murderous, yet he's never been eliminated by any powerful martial arts master."

Zhuang Bu Ran spoke cheerfully and openly:
"Even though I've never practiced martial arts, I possess a body of exceptionally strong muscles and bones. From then on, my martial arts journey began with hard skills, integrating all the hard skills commonly seen on the street into one, such as the soft internal strengthening 'Buddha Kung Fu' and the hard external strengthening 'Turtle Back Kung Fu' and 'Iron Shirt'."

"Then, from the outside in, I generate a powerful and unyielding true energy. Furthermore, I combine the principles of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and the I Ching and Eight Trigrams with my hard work, and I realize the superior internal energy that cultivates both inside and outside."

When he said this, his eyes, which were filled with a hint of smile, fell on Liang Ziweng:
"Today, by chance, I have gained more than twenty years of experience, so that my achievements have reached 60 to 70 percent perfection."

Zhuang Bu Ran glanced at him:
"It seems that the heavens knew that I wanted to eradicate evil and thus bestowed upon me a blessing."

"Now that your time of death has come, why don't you surrender? Let me send you to hell to atone for your sins."

"Precious snake, my precious snake!"

Liang Ziweng suddenly understood something and hurriedly took a few steps forward. He looked up and carefully examined Zhuang Bu Ran. His nostrils twitched slightly as he smelled the stench of blood mixed with a hint of medicine. His face instantly became grim.
"Little thief, did you drink my viper's blood?" "I have to say, although the snakes you raise don't taste good, they are very effective, very good!" Zhuang Buyan said happily.

Liang Ziweng's eyes showed greed and viciousness:
"You drank my precious viper blood. If I suck your blood, I can also maintain my beauty and longevity, and greatly increase my strength."

"Little thief, give me back my precious blood!"

The precious snake that Liang Ziweng valued as his life was about to complete its merit, but was attacked by someone before it could do anything. This made Liang Ziweng extremely angry.

For a moment, he forgot the tragic end of his fellow apprentice Sha Tongtian, and turned over, his body like a fox hunting prey in the snow, and he used the big catching hand technique from outside the pass to try to grab the pulse point.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he grabbed the pulse point on Zhuang Bu Ran's left hand, he felt that what he was holding was not a flesh and blood body, but a hard stone made of iron. It hurt when he pinched it in his hand, as if he was touching a sharp thorn.

Liang Ziweng raised his eyes slightly and saw a pair of slightly deep eyes with a hint of laziness.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound of muscles and bones cracking on the eaves.

Zhuang Bu Ran exerted great strength, and in an instant he used his left hand to suppress Liang Ziweng, and then slapped him in the face with the force of lightning.

Immediately, the sound of broken bones and tendons was heard, and Liang Ziweng's neck was twisted beyond recognition. Not only did his whole body fly into the air, but his teeth also flew everywhere.

When everyone present saw another person falling to the ground without any resistance, their hearts sank except Huang Rong.

At this time, some bland words came to my ears again.

"Originally a pilgrim from Changbai Mountain, he later killed a severely injured senior and obtained a martial arts manual and over ten medicinal prescriptions. Since then, he has been obsessed with replenishing yin and yang, hoping to achieve immortality."

"I'm not as pedantic and ridiculous as Hong Qi. I won't hold you accountable for your many evil deeds. I'll just pull out all your hair as punishment."

"I have always advocated eradicating all evil and killing them all."

They paused after hearing the voice, and involuntarily shifted their gaze from Liang Ziweng's body to the young man in green robe standing on the eaves. They saw the corner of his mouth curl up, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of indifference:

"A scoundrel like this is not worthy of living in this world with me."

Seeing this extremely ferocious young man in green robes standing there, Ouyang Ke defeated several martial arts masters in just a few moves. Knowing that he was no match for him, he felt like retreating. He immediately took a step forward and saluted with a fist.

"My name is Ouyang Ke, the young master of the White Camel Villa in the Western Regions. My uncle, Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, has only just arrived in the Central Plains. I am completely different from those people whose hands are stained with blood."

"We'll talk about your situation later. If you try to escape, you can try and see if I dare to break your legs or even take your life."

Zhuang Bu Ran glanced at Ouyang Ke, causing him to hold his breath.

Although the young man in green robe had a casual and nonchalant look between his eyebrows, in the eyes of the people present, he was clearly unrestrained and wanton. There was probably no one in the world that he dared not kill.

Everyone could see that there was an evil spirit in his reckless killing, and they couldn't help but feel scared. Since he dared to use the name of the East Evil, how could he be afraid of provoking the West Poison again?

Huang Rong looked indifferent, because in her opinion, it would be strange if the illegitimate son raised by her shameless old father did not have his charm.

"A foreign monk seeking wealth and fame, a vicious bandit greedy for power, there are really countless scum in the world." Zhuang Bu Ran landed lightly on the ground.

"Your Excellency's martial arts skills are extraordinary, but we are not vegetarians either."

Peng Lianhu glanced at Master Lingzhi calmly, took a few steps, and continued:

"Although I have committed many evil deeds, I am not without the intention to change. It is precisely because I want to reform my past and no longer engage in the unprofitable business of robbery that I came to Prince Zhao's mansion."

"Please give me a chance. I didn't have a choice before, but I just want to be a good person from now on."

(End of this chapter)