Chapter 272: Kill Maitreya

Fang Mingxuan's speech was very provocative, and many martial artists bowed their heads and thought about it after hearing it. 【
He continued: "Think about it, everyone, when our forces are gathered together, how great the power will be formed? At that time, warriors can also become the mainstream of society!"
Someone below responded: "Yes! If everyone can unite and form a community of interests, then a giant organization can be established, and everyone in this organization can obtain a very high social status and perfect protection. No one dares to look down upon our martial artist."
Then a second person said: "Mr. Fang, to establish such an interest group, there must be a leader to lead us. I don't know who that leader is?"
Zhang Jun sneered secretly. The two of them were obviously childcare. The first affirmed Fang Mingxuan's statement, and the second asked questions to put the blood-handed Maitreya on the front desk.
Sure enough, Fang Mingxuan smiled "haha": "Snakes without a head are no good. Of course, the leader must be selected. As for how to choose and who to choose, it depends on everyone's opinions. We are all members of the martial arts. On heroes."
Speaking of this, he pointed to the blood hand Maitreya and solemnly said: "The blood hand senior has high morals, is a great master of the Dan realm, a generation of masters, and has students all over the province of Xijiang. I think he can be one of the candidates."
Mentioned the blood hand Maitreya, the warriors did not dare to object, and they were powerless to object. At this time, only "childcare" continues to function.
"Okay! Senior Bloodhand is powerful and famous, and is indeed qualified to be a candidate. But is the candidate only Senior Bloodhand? I wonder if anyone else is involved?"
Fang Mingxuan smiled and said: "Naturally, anyone here can come forward to challenge Senior Bloodhand. As long as they can go through ten moves under Senior Bloodhand, they can become a new candidate. After all the candidates are selected, the general They formulate the rules and regulations of the group and lead everyone on the road to growth."
The people below have cursed secretly, Bloodhand Maitreya is a master of the Dan realm, who can beat him? Although there are more than one Dan realm figures in Xijiang, those people never come, even if they arrive, they may not be mixed up. Into this matter. Under this circumstance, the only candidate for leadership is probably Maitreya, the hand. His becoming a leader is a sure thing and no one can stop him.
At this moment, suddenly there was a tall and thin figure on the high platform, standing directly opposite the blood hand Maitreya, and laughed: "I am also interested in leadership candidates, blood hand, take the move!"
This person is precisely the master holding pill that Zhang Jun found through the gods platform. The purpose here is to wound the blood hand Maitreya at any cost, so as to create a chance for Zhang Jun to win.
Bloodhand Maitreya's face changed, and he said solemnly: "This friend, please hold your name."
The tall and thin figure didn't answer, he gave a cold snort and suddenly punched. This punch seemed unremarkable, but actually contained the terrifying power of a master Dan Jin, capable of breaking stones and cracking gold.
Bloodhand Maitreya immediately saw that the other party was also a master-level figure. He was angry, who was destroying his good deeds? He shouted: "Friends first sign up!" At the same time, they raised their fists to greet each other, and the two masters immediately fought together.
Their movements were too fast, as fast as lightning, and thunderous, they blasted each other hundreds of punches in just a few seconds. This kind of fighting doesn't need any skills anymore, what you fight is inner strength and strength.
"puff!"
The Maitreya groaned, and suddenly took more than ten steps back. When he stopped, he was bleeding from his mouth and nose, his hair was messy, and he looked very embarrassed.
On the other side, the tall and thin person seemed to be injured. With a cold smile on his face, he said, "Blood-handed Maitreya is well-deserved, goodbye!" After that, his figure shook, and he quickly fleeed down the mountain. No one dared to stop him.
Zhang Jun squinted his eyes. Although the fight between the two was fast, he could see clearly. The tall and thin person lived up to his expectations. At the last moment, he exchanged six palms with Bloodhand Maitreya, and the palms reached the flesh, which shocked the bloodhand Maitreya's internal organs, causing him to be seriously injured. Of course, his injury was not lighter, heavier than Bloody Maitreya, but he finally completed the task.
Bloodhand Maitreya's face was pale, he was running his blood with all his strength at the moment, trying to suppress the injury, so as not to have a master jump out to do it, that would be dangerous.
Fang Mingxuan was extremely worried that today's martial arts conference Maitreya would play the leading role. If he was injured, the conference would not be able to proceed. He was about to step forward to ask about the situation, but Zhang Jun "haha" laughed and walked onto the high platform.
Every time he took a step, his aura soared by one point. When he walked to the opposite of Blood Hand Maitreya, he had already turned his inner strength to the best condition, like a mountain towering, unstoppable.
"Blood-handed Maitreya, Long Zimen Hong Dabao wants to ask you some tips!" He shouted loudly, sounding like Hongzhong, showing his strong internal strength.
The audience suddenly became lively, and someone added fuel to the fire and shouted: "Okay! Senior Bloodhand taught this kid severely!"
Someone else said: "Brother Bloodhand is so powerful that he can kill this junior in the palm of his hand with one move."
Bloodhand Maitreya's face was distorted. As a master, he could feel that Zhang Jun's strength was very strong, and he shouldn't be under him. It is very dangerous to meet such a master in his current situation, and it is really unwise.
And he is a wise man, so he immediately said: "The matter of choosing a candidate, so far today..."
"Accept the move!" Zhang Jun didn't give him a chance, and arrogantly raised his hand to shoot. It was the most powerful dragon and tiger seal among all his moves, fierce and domineering. This dragon and tiger seal matched his dragon and tiger true energy in half-step holding the pill, and its power was several times stronger than when it was first displayed.
"boom!"
Before the hand Maitreya had even mixed his blood, he was dizzy and tinnitus by the dragon and tiger. The terrible wind blew his face and he realized that his life was threatened.
"Oh!"
At the critical moment, the great master Baodan had an incredible potential. He folded his hands and hit back fiercely. This style is one of his tricks, able to make twenty-four punches in an instant to repel the enemy's attack.
Faced with the enemy's counterattack, Zhang Jun gave a cold snort, his whole body suddenly vibrated, the dragon and tiger's true gangs opened, and the strongest combat power was instantly hail, and he carried the domineering and fierce dragon and tiger seal to continue to suppress vigorously.
No tricks, simple suppression, simple bombardment, just like a cannonball exploded, and the opponent was unable to fight back, his face gradually paled, and he could only shout meaninglessly.
"Boom boom boom!"
Dragon and Tiger Seal hits three times in a row, and the hand Maitreya is hugged into a group of solid and unbreakable blood energy finally loosened, and this looseness will kill him.
"boom!"
In the fourth note, the strength he used to fight was forced back to the meridians and crashed into the internal organs. Under the shock of terror, the seven holes sprayed blood and foam. But the Dan realm master is after all a Dan realm master, even if he is at a disadvantage, he can still issue a powerful counterattack.
He roared and punched six punches in an instant, and all his potential was hailed out. Five of the punches were sealed by Zhang Jun with the seal of dragon and tiger, but the sixth punch was so wonderful that he couldn't stop him. In the chest.
"Crack!"
It was the sound of a broken rib. He retreated sharply, then stood on his chest, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Maitreya coldly. This blow, even with his supreme physique, suffered a serious injury.
On the blood-handed Maitreya, there was a look of depravity, and he lost.
The qi and blood of the master holding pill can be hugged into a ball, so the strength is infinite, and the ability to resist is also very terrifying. But once this state of holding pill is destroyed, the consequences are also very serious. Just like after his vitality was broken up by Zhang Jun, the internal strength of the counter-shock caused him to suffer irreversible damage.
What's more terrible is that he and another Dan-level figure were seriously injured before, and the second injury became fatal. Now his internal organs have long been shattered, his blood vessels are violent, and his bones are full of cracks. Even if Zhang Jun makes a move, it is impossible to save him.
Blood-handed Maitreya stood erect on the stage, his eyes fixed on Zhang Jun. The reason why he was able to stand was entirely because of the persistence of his pill realm master's self-esteem, and then his eyes gradually scattered, leaving only a long sigh.
"Who are you?" His voice was weak and hoarse.
Zhang Jun said indifferently: "Kuangfu is a moral unknown man."
"What a nameless boy!" He laughed, and then sprayed out a lot of preparations, mixed with broken internal organs, scattered on the ground. In the end, his body fell limp to the ground and died of anger.
There was dead silence at the scene, everyone looked at him with incredible gazes, blood-handed Maitreya died? A generation of pill-holding masters was beaten to death like this? How could this be possible?
Fang Mingxuan was shocked the most. He stared at Zhang Jun vigilantly, stepped back, and slowly put his right hand to the position of the back waist, where there was a pistol. What happened today was completely beyond his expectations, and he did not know how to end it.
Originally, the purpose of holding the Xijiang Wulin Conference was to unify Xijiang's martial arts through the prestige and strength of the blood hand Maitreya, and let everyone do things for other families. But now the pre-determined martial arts leader was killed by an unknown person, and his Fang family also lost control.
Zhang Jun slowly glanced at everyone present and said: "According to the agreement, I will become one of the candidates for the leader of Jiangxi martial arts. If you are not convinced, please come up and challenge!"
Everyone looked at each other, and even the blood-handed Maitreya was killed.Who would dare to challenge?
Fang Mingxuan's heart moved, and he secretly said: "Although he does not know the origin of this person, his strength is extraordinary. If he can be controlled by our Fang family, wouldn't the effect be the same as the effect of the blood hand Maitreya as the martial arts leader?"
Thinking of this, he stood on the stage again and announced to everyone: "This teacher Hong has obtained the candidacy, and challengers can stand up."
After saying it three times in a row, no one answered, Fang Mingxuan smiled: "Since there is no one to fight, then Teacher Hong is the only candidate, that is, the leader of the future martial arts group!"
Zhang Jun squinted at Fang Mingxuan. He naturally knew what the other party was thinking. He thought to himself: "How can Zheng Chou attack the Fang family? Why don't you take this opportunity to take control of Xijiang Wulin? In this way, I want to get rid of it. The Fang family is not difficult."
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