Infinite Battle

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Coming all the way to the gate of the iron head, looking at the imposing doorway in front of him, to be honest, Jiang Shang had never seen what these sects of the mountain gate should be like. Daqin’s sect had already been destroyed by the court, and this iron head It was the first sect Jiang Shang saw.

In front of this gate, there were four people on the left and right sides, all standing with knives. Seeing Jiang Shang coming from afar, one person had already ran in, apparently going to report.

And the other seven people all drew their swords to look at Jiang Shang. It seems that Jin Yiwei’s deterrence for these martial artists is far less than the deterrence for ordinary people. Seeing this scene, Jiang Shang was not wasting time and went straight to the door. Walk inside.

"Stop, Jin Yiwei is not welcome here."

The seven people in front of the door saw that Jiang Shang didn't care about going in directly, and all stepped forward, blocking Jiang Shang's path.

Bang...

Regarding this, Jiang Shang grabbed the person in front of him by the neck and lifted the person three feet off the ground, just about to pinch him to death.

A voice rushed out of the door, stopping Jiang Shang's actions.

"stop."

Accompanied by the sound, one person rushed out from the door, over the top of the six people, and hit Jiang Shang with a palm. Before the palm of the person came, a fishy wind was already blowing towards Jiang Shang.

Jiang Shang squeezed the person in his hand to death, and the body of the person in his hand swept towards the attacker, cutting off his offensive.

Bang...

The corpse in Jiang Shang's hands exploded instantly under the strength of the two. Jiang Shang stepped back to avoid the filth that was thrown and looked at the incoming person.

The person who came was a man in his early forties, his entire figure was thin, but his hands were more than twice as big as ordinary people, and the palms of his hands were even more black at this time.

"Who came from?"

"The Iron Sovereign is strict. Your Excellency, as Jinyiwei, did it for no reason. Doesn't it mean that Jinyiwei can dominate this Qingshui City?"

Jiang Shang grinned at this person's backlash, and gestured at this person.

"I don't know if you can dominate, but you are dead."

"Huh, you are not ashamed of speaking, you are the first to speak like this in front of my iron head, you die."

Before he finished speaking, this person had already rushed towards Jiang Shang, and even at this moment, his palms had all turned black, and a stench immediately filled the doorway of the Iron Sword.

The six people in front of the door covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves, and stepped back. One of them looked at the strict envy and said

"Uncle Yan's iron sand palm has reached the stage of self-generation of the poisonous fire. If it goes further, it will reach the realm of the head. We don't know when we will reach this stage."

"Don't think about it, Master Yan has been practicing iron sand palm for nearly 20 years, and he has such a skill. This Jinyiwei is really overwhelmed. He even dared to face Master Yan with his master. It's just a tie with Master Yan, this Jin Yiwei is looking for death."

Jiang Shang looked at his strictness, and he listened to the six people at the door without missing a word. Such a weird narration made Jiang Shang feel inexplicable.

A disciple who guards the gate can actually see his master's state of control, not to mention his master's state of control, and he also knows the situation of his master's fighting against the masters of Shaolin Temple, and the most outrageous thing is, As soon as they started their hands, the two began to explain, this situation made Jiang Shang feel a bit weird.

But before Jiang Shang wanted to understand, that Strict had already jumped in front of him, and a pair of iron palms came with a fishy wind. Jiang Shang let the palms go sideways. Seeing that a hit was missed, he raised his left palm to attack. Strictly, he made a fist with his left hand, from bottom to top, a fist struck Strict's head.

The speed of this punch was so fast that it was strictly impossible to react, so Jiang Shang directly hit the head with a punch and fell to the ground.

Shaking off the blood on his hands, Jiang Shang walked towards the two narrators, slammed off the chopped long knife, kicked the others to death with both feet, grabbed the two of them by the neck with his left and right hands, and raised them to the height of his level of sight. Then he asked

"What's the matter with what you two just said?"

Regarding Jiang Shang's question, these two looked dumbfounded.

"Huh? My lord, we didn't say anything at all just now. There are a lot of adults, so we must strictly seek our own way of death. If we die, please let the adults let us live."

Seeing the appearance of these two people, Jiang Shang was puzzled. It seemed that these two people really didn't know that they had said something just now, so what happened to them just now?

Putting down the two of them, Jiang Shang didn't hurt the killer. He wanted to know what was going on with this strange narration, whether only these two people could say it, or all the onlookers could say it.

If only these two people can say, then this should be the problem of these two people, if all the onlookers can say, it means that there is a big problem in this world.

"It's easy to survive. I will continue to guard the door later. I will go in and wait until I come out. If you two are still there, I will save you all the glory and wealth of your life. If you are not, hum!"

After Jiang Shang said it, he walked directly in. Obviously the people inside were not ignorant of what happened at the door. When Jiang Shang walked into the compound, there were already many iron master disciples and principals gathered in the courtyard.

The one standing in the front had a horoscope-shaped mustache. His figure was comparable to Jiang Shang's, but he looked more than fifty years old, and his hands were even more comparable to the palms of the golden man killed last night.

And Jiang Shang looked at this person, and this person was also looking at Jiang Shang. After watching for a long while, this person slowly spoke.

"Jin Yiwei is such a mighty prestige, I dare to come to my iron chief to kill people."

Jiang Shang didn't pay much attention to this person's arrogant words~www.NovelMTL.com~, he Jiang Shang preferred to talk nonsense, and prefer to talk after he exploded.

"Now Jiang Shang. Who are you?"

"Yan Zhendong, the head of a certain iron chief, you killed my disciple for no reason. If you don't give an explanation today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out of this yard."

"Hey……"

Hearing the words, Jiang Shang shook his head and chuckled, but Jiang Shang's appearance obviously annoyed everyone on the opposite side.

"Guguan, what are you laughing at?"

"Today is your death date."

The people behind Yan Zhendong looked at Jiang Shang's appearance, and suddenly shouted.

Yan Zhendong waved his hand, and the people behind him stopped clamoring, all staring at Jiang Shang.

"Master Jiang seems to owe a lot of consideration to doing things."

"Yes?"

As soon as the voice fell, standing Jiang Shang exploded on the ground, and the whole person turned into a phantom and rushed towards Yan Zhendong. Yan Zhendong shouted directly when he saw it.

"spread."

With a sound, the people behind quickly dispersed, and Jiang Shang had already fought with Yan Zhendong.

At this time, narrations began to appear in the crowd, causing Jiang Shang to shift his mind to the narrations that appeared.

"This person thought that he killed Strict Master Uncle, and he felt that I had no one with iron palms. The iron palms of the palms had reached the top, and the palm strength was comparable to the first in the world. In today's martial arts, even those famous sects There are few masters who are opponents in charge. This little Jinyiwei is looking for death."

"The senior brother is very true, but I think this Jinyiwei, this person should be Shaolin's diamond is not bad magical power, in the whole world, can hold the power of the master, and this Shaolin's diamond is not bad magical power. , But this person is only a few years old, and his skill is weak, and he is not as good as the master. I am afraid that after a hundred moves, he will be defeated."