Chapter 791: Battle against the devil

Jin Wei trembling fingers pointed at Fan's corpse: "It's him. I know that you have a great skill, so I dare not trouble you. This Fan Shijue is said to be a master of martial arts, so I invited him. I actually don't want to do this to you. I want to beat you, but this Fan Shijue has to do such a vicious thing, it really has nothing to do with me." He began to cry, his nose burst into tears, of course this is not confession, just fear.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at him coldly and said: "Do you think it has nothing to do with you? Zhou Fangfang has offended you, why should I hold her? I have harmed you before, and you have to kill me? In your heart, no matter whether I am or Zhou Fangfang is the object of bullying, I am right?"
Jin Wei didn't know how to answer. As Zhang Xiaoqiang said, he relied on his father's power and connections in the Qingyuan District, and he really did not put the two in his eyes. But at this time he didn't dare to admit it, he just kept crying, kowtow while crying.
"flutter!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say another word, he raised his hand and pressed it and hit Jinwei's brain. The vigor shook out, and his brain was shaken into a paste, and he could not die again. At this moment, he was ruthless, raising his foot and kicking, and the remaining few people were killed.
In a building in Qingyuan District, the manager looked at the surveillance video with a smile on his face. In the video, Zhang Jun left alone holding the corpse with a sad expression. Turning off the surveillance video, the manager said to Wang Ling, the waitress in charge of the operation: "You did a good job. This person has been hit one after another. He has lost his innocence and it is impossible to break through."
Wang Ling smiled and said, "Moreover, in two days, he will die under Ming Shao's hand, becoming a stone on the road to Ming Shao's success."
The manager touched his chin and said: "What happened to this man must have attracted the attention of those behind him. In this way, he must be given up in the near future. Anyway, he is already a useless person. Don't worry about it. Miss Zhu will come over tomorrow. Good preparation for reception."
Wang Ling was shocked: "What is she doing?" No wonder she was shocked. The Zhu Family is a high-grade family that can rival Xiao Kunlun, and is powerful.
"Miss Zhujia is Shao Ming's fiancée, of course she wants to come and see it." The manager said lightly, "As long as Shao Ming succeeds in achieving half-step magical powers, the two will immediately get married and become Taoist couples."
Wang Ling suddenly realized, "No wonder she is coming. Don't worry, I will satisfy Miss Zhu."
With Ahu's help, Zhang Xiaoqiang sent Zhou Fangfang into the Binyi Pavilion and notified her family. He was in a bad mood, and Zhou Fangfang's death could be said to be caused by him. If he didn't make a move at that time, Zhou Fangfang would be humiliated at most instead of losing his life. He had great guilt for Zhou Fangfang, and there was nothing to do now, so he sent all the millions that he had bet on that day to Ahu's help.
After doing this, the agreed battle will begin tomorrow. He sits in the room meditating all day.
Zhang Zongyuan already knew about this and was extremely annoyed. Although he is young, he is also a practitioner, and he feels that someone is harming Dad. In a customer not far from Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Zongyuan was communicating with Xiaoqiang through a laptop to discuss this matter.
Xiao emphasized the surveillance video, and even dug out the director, Wang Ling and others in a short time. Today's society is an era of big data. Xiaoqiang is like a fish in water. Nothing can hide it. After watching the surveillance video, Zong Yuan angrily said: "Damn! Dad's heart is broken!"
At this moment, he was very anxious, and immediately urged to attract the magic talisman to go to the Xuanhuang Little World to ask Master how to help his father pass this level.
In the small world of Xuanhuang, a majestic palace stands on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and rainbows, and it is full of weather. The hall urged Zong Yuan to kneel on the ground and begged: "Master, your old man will save my dad."
Li Daojun half-closed his eyes and said slowly: "Tianguan is going to go through all kinds of dangers. It's best not to interfere. You think it's helping him, but it may be hurting him."
"But that was someone else deliberately harming him." Zong Yuan said angrily.
"Regardless of whether someone else is deliberately doing it, things have already happened, this is his catastrophe, you can't intervene, and you can't intervene as a teacher. You should have confidence in him and rely on blessings and misfortunes. This is not necessarily a bad thing." Jun said indifferently, "So disciple, don't be impatient, it should be his inability to escape, not his desire."
Zong Yuan thoughtfully, he nodded: "Master, the apprentice understands."
After Zong Yuan left, Li Daojun thoughtfully murmured: "I actually met someone from Little Kunlun, maybe it was another killing. It's just that he involves too much karma, so I can't help it. To him."
Its daybreak. Liu Zhenbiao got up very early, so he naturally wanted to participate in Zhang Xiaoqiang's competition today. He felt that "Devil God" was very scary, and Zhang Xiaoqiang might not be able to beat it. But no matter what, he has to participate as a boss. On the way to the resort village, he said euphemistically: "Aqiang, if you can't beat him, you will surrender. You jump off the stage and the opponent can't chase you."
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at him calmly and said, "I won't lose."
Liu Zhenbiao was speechless for a while. He felt that he should be encouraged at this time, so he said: "I just said it is possible. Of course, you have a great chance of winning. We all support you. We must pay attention to tactics when playing..."
In Liu Zhenbiao's non-stop talking, a group of people arrived at the villa and came to the Xiulachang. Because the Demon God is going to fight a little-known person today, it attracted a lot of people. The audience was overcrowded, and even the VIP area, which was rarely visited by people, was full. The VIP table is in the front position, and Zhang Zongyuan is in it. He is also here to watch the game. Next to him, sat a twenty-year-old young and beautiful woman with great temperament.
The decisive battle has not yet begun, and the woman looks very relaxed. She glanced at Zhang Zongyuan next to her with her wonderful eyes and smiled: "Little brother, you are so young, do you dare to watch this fight?"
Zhang Zongyuan smiled sweetly at the young woman and said: "Big sister, I am the first to come back. My sister is so beautiful, why do you watch this show?"
The young woman "chuckled": "Because this duel is very important to me."
Zhang Zongyuan let out an "Oh", and asked if she was related to the "Devil God"? Thinking of this, he deliberately sighed: "The strength is too great. In fact, this decisive battle is very boring."
The young woman agreed very much and nodded: "Yes, the result is doomed."
Zhang Zongyuan: "Big sister, how many tricks do you think the devil can stick to?"
The young woman looked stunned, she looked at Zhang Zongyuan incredulously: "Are you saying that the person named Zhang Xiaoqiang will win? Who told you this? Is your adult?"
Zhang Zongyuan still smiled sweetly: "No one told me, I just feel this way, I always feel very accurate."
The young woman gave him a white look: "A dutiful son is a dutiful son, and I can't see the way. This'devil' is a master at the Bugang level, and his opponent is not. Do you know what Bugang is?"
"Are you a ‘tan’ made of cloth?" Zhang Zongyuan asked.
"puff."
The young woman laughed. She squeezed Zongyuan’s small face and said,
Bugang is a realm of spiritual practice. When a person’s body is strong enough, it can shake the air and form a qi. Bugang’s People are very powerful. They can kill with one enemy, one hundred, and ten moves against ordinary fighters."
Zong Yuan looked surprised: "It turns out that Bu Gang is a realm of cultivation. Does my sister have Bu Gang?"
The young woman smiled slightly: "Yes, and it was a long time ago."
Zong Yuan blinked: "My sister is so amazing." Of course he wouldn't tell the young women, he had embraced a pill in his mother's womb, and he was a first-grade pill. Moreover, he cultivated the Ninth-turned Golden Body taught by Li Daojun very early, and his spiritual realm reached the Jukong level. It can be said that he has been accumulating at present, and when the time is right, he can fly into the sky. Li Daojun has great expectations of him, hoping that he can enter the half-step magical power before the age of ten, this move will break the historical record of the youngest half-step magical power.
If Zong Yuan can achieve half-step magical powers before he is ten years old, his future will be limitless, and he is very likely to become the supreme juvenile.
The young woman smiled and asked, "Now, do you still think Zhang Xiaoqiang will win?"
Zong Yuan nodded very seriously: "Yes, the Demon God will be defeated."
The young woman was speechless for a while, and she said in her heart how I can talk nonsense with such a little kid who knows nothing. So she closed her mouth and focused on the duel, because it was about to begin.
With a bell rang, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Demon God appeared on the competition stage. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked calm and didn't seem to worry about this battle. The Demon God was full of fighting spirit. When he saw his opponent appear, he laughed and said, "How many punches can you take me?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang said lightly: "I will not kill you."
"The Devil" snorted coldly: "You are too confident."
"I still won't kill you." Zhang Xiaoqiang still said calmly, "because there is no need to kill you."
"The Devil" looked cold, and said sternly: "But I will definitely kill you!"
Both of them stopped talking, and when the referee stepped down, their full energy was spent on each other. The scene was also quiet, and the needle drop could be heard. No one thought that this kind of confrontation would last for so long, one minute, two minutes, and lasting for five minutes. The audience became impatient, and someone shouted: "Can you still fight?"
The two turned a deaf ear to outside sounds, one expression was calm, the other was gloomy.
Before the "Devil God" instinctively felt that Zhang Xiaoqiang was an opponent, and defeating him must gain. It's just that he didn't expect the opponent to be so strong. At their level, they can judge each other's strengths by intuition alone.
In the stands, Liu Zhenbiao stared at the stage nervously and muttered: "It seems that Aqiang is not weaker than the Demon God, otherwise there will be no such confrontation."
Ahu next to him also asked nervously: "Hold your head, will Aqiang win?"
"I don't know." Liu Zhenbiao shook his head. "Even if he wins, he must win very hard."
Zhang Zongyuan has been paying attention to the scene. At this time, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "It's time to do it!"
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