Supreme Martial Venerable: Starting with the White Ape Cloak Hammer skill point allocation

A cloud of grayish-white powder rushed towards me.

"Um?!"

Zhou Yuan cursed inwardly, "Shameless thief! He actually used lime powder to launch a sneak attack!"

Fortunately, he has now broken through the barrier twice, his five senses are sharp, and his body is agile.

In the blink of an eye, he had closed his eyes, held his breath, crouched down, drawn his sword, and swiftly swept it forward.

No sooner said than done.

With a soft "plop," a low, short scream rang out, and blood splattered everywhere.

The blade instantly sliced ​​open a deep gash in the waist of the person opposite.

The extended kitchen knife that Zhou Yuan forged himself could not be used for chopping, but the blade was sharpened to be extremely sharp.

Combined with the basic water-cutting sword technique, a single strike severely injured one person.

At this moment, the other two rushed towards Zhou Yuan from the left and right.

The wind was fierce and ruthless.

Five Poison Hands!

The Five Poison Hands is an extremely insidious martial art. It uses special poisons to temper the palms, and when used, the hands turn into a yellowish-red color similar to red gold. They are as hard as iron and can break bricks and stones. Moreover, they contain a deadly poison; if you touch them, you will be injured, and if you are touched, you will die.

call!

The palm strike came, carrying with it a foul, fishy smell.

Zhou Yuan only took one breath before his vision began to darken.

He forced himself to steady himself and parried with his longsword.

Click.

One person slapped the blade, and the long sword snapped in two.

Zhou Yuan grunted, using the force of the impact to slide back a step, dissipating the immense force from his arm.

The quality of the knife is still not good.

Zhou Yuan thought to himself, his eyes instantly becoming sharp.

Duan Hui, the leader of the Broken Blade Gang, used to roam the outer city with his broken blade. If Duan Hui could use the Broken Blade Gang to perform the Water-Cutting Blade Technique, then of course he could too!

He suddenly jerked his body to stop his retreat, then bent his legs and exerted force to turn his retreat into an advance.

The broken sword in his hand, now only half intact, transformed into a beam of light that enveloped the person opposite him.

The man opposite Zhou Yuan had just exchanged blows and was being jolted by the force of the impact, which was causing him excruciating chest pain and dissipating his breath.

At that moment, the blinding glint of a blade was already upon them.

He opened his mouth to call for help, but the gust of wind generated by the blade filled his mouth, rendering him unable to make a sound.

puff!

With a soft sound, the blade sliced ​​across his ribs, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.

The man screamed and staggered backward.

Zhou Yuan brushed past him, landed, and did a forward roll to jump up, just in time to avoid the punch coming from behind.

Of the three people opposite him, one of them was almost cut in half by Zhou Yuan right from the start and was now lying motionless on the ground.

Another one had just been wounded by him, and the last one, a robust man, charged forward angrily, swinging his two fists, each the size of a clay pot, at Zhou Yuan's head.

Before the punch even landed, the wind had already arrived, making Zhou Yuan's noodles sting.

In a flash, Zhou Yuan snorted coldly and suddenly threw the broken sword in his hand.

The burly man clearly hadn't expected Zhou Yuan to abandon his weapon. He couldn't continue his attack and hastily rolled to the side.

Ding-dong.

The broken knife slammed against the wall and fell to the ground.

Before the burly man could even get up from the ground, Zhou Yuan had already rushed in front of him in a few steps, swinging his fist like a pendulum and smashing it into his forehead.

With a loud bang, the man's head snapped back, and he saw stars.

Zhou Yuan pressed his advantage relentlessly. With a clear mind, he instinctively unleashed a set of White Ape Tongbei Fist techniques.

He lifts his hands to the sky and throws a single whip.

Progressive Groin-Striking Skyward Fist

Flash Step and Ear-Striking Single Whip Stance

The hexagram "Turning Over" strikes the face with a hammer.

The muffled thuds echoed in the air. In just a few breaths, Zhou Yuan had used all the moves of the White Ape Tongbei Fist on the burly man.

When he delivered the final punch of his "Kui Xing Points to the Dipper" technique, striking his opponent's chest, the opponent's muscular body flew a full ten feet off the ground, crashed into the wall, and then fell to the ground.

His body was convulsing, and blood was flowing from his seven orifices; he was clearly not going to live.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, turned around, and looked back.

The man who had been stabbed in the ribs was charging towards him, but now he stopped two steps away, one foot still in mid-air.

He hadn't expected Zhou Yuan's attack to be so swift and ruthless; the three of them, working together, were defeated so quickly.

His face was filled with terror, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Spare me—"

His voice abruptly stopped.

Zhou Yuan took two steps behind him, grabbed his head with both hands, and twisted his neck with force, breaking it.

After doing all this, Zhou Yuan came to the man who had been almost cut in half at the waist.

Although the other party was seriously injured, he was still alive.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yuan raised his foot and stomped down on his head.

The pain disappeared.

The battle ended, and the alley returned to silence, save for a whirlwind that stirred up dust and the smell of blood.

"It's not that I'm overthinking it, but the Crimson Gold Gang is indeed a hidden danger."

Once Zhou Yuan confirmed that the three were completely dead, he delivered a few more blows to their vital points.

After looting the money bags from the three men, Zhou Yuan dragged the three corpses to the riverbank, one in each hand and two in each.

Pfft!

The three corpses were thrown into the river. After dawn, their bodies would be washed downstream and eaten by water monkeys and fish.

Even if Zhou Yuan is discovered, he is not afraid.

Gangs in the outer city were constantly fighting, and at night, the common people dared not peek when they heard noises. It was impossible for several people not to die every day.

Several gang members were killed, and the government didn't even care.

After disposing of the body, Zhou Yuan carried the broken knife and walked along the river toward the headquarters of the Crimson Gold Gang.

Du Yingrui wanted to make a move against him, and coincidentally, he had the same idea.

…………

A brightly lit courtyard stood out conspicuously in the outer city.

This place was originally a branch of the Broken Blade Gang, but it now belongs to the Crimson Gold Gang.

The leader of the Crimson Gold Gang sat naked in a bathtub, the water emitting a strong medicinal aroma.

Using medicinal power to temper his skin and flesh is also his method of cultivation.

This bucket of medicine costs tens of taels of silver, which even he cannot afford to use every day.

"Even if the Zhuo family's daughter is kicked out of the house, she should still have several thousand taels of silver. Otherwise, how could Zhou Yuan, a poor craftsman, have broken through the cultivation barrier a second time?"

As Du Yingrui absorbed the medicinal effects, he muttered to himself.

"Once I kill Zhou Yuan, this silver will be mine. Then, I'll take medicinal baths every day, and within six months, I'll definitely be able to break through the barrier three times!"

"And that girl from the Zhuo family, since Zhou Yuan doesn't know how to enjoy life, then I won't be polite. Who knows, maybe Old Man Zhuo will accept me as his son-in-law later..."

Thinking of his triumph, Du Yingrui couldn't help but let out a lewd laugh.

dong dong dong.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who? Don't you know that I'm not allowed to disturb you when I'm taking a bath?"

If it's not something urgent, I'll break your legs!

Du Yingrui's fantasy was interrupted, and he angrily shouted.

"Boss, we've brought that Zhou brat back. Do you want to deal with him yourself?"

A trembling, fearful voice whispered from outside the door.

"oh?"

Du Yingrui was taken aback, then overjoyed.

With a splash, he stepped directly out of the bathtub, and without putting on any clothes, he opened the door naked.

"Where is he? Bring him here!"

Before he could finish speaking, a cold light suddenly entered his pupils.

The broken longsword, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its body, flashed towards Du Yingrui's heart.