"Good! Good! Good!"
Seeing that his subordinates were bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and that no one dared to attack after the burly man died in one move, Peng Lianhu was instantly flustered and exasperated. His eyes were so wide that they were about to turn bloodshot.
He knew in his heart that if he did not suppress this kid's arrogance, his dignity as the Fort Master would be swept to the ground!
"You're going too far. Let me, Peng Lianhu, experience your superior skills!”
Peng Lianhu shouted loudly, and the sound waves carried a deep inner force that shook everyone in the hall until their ears were ringing.
He clapped his hands and leaped several feet into the air. The iron Life-Seizing Judge Brush in his hand was as fast as lightning as it struck at Zheng Yuhong's Baihui, Shenting, and Fengchi acupoints.
If his acupuncture points were hit, even with Zheng Yuhong's internal energy cultivation, he would be severely injured on the spot and be at the mercy of others.
"Good!"
Zheng Yuhong's figure was erratic, as if six afterimages had appeared at the same time. He punched out from all directions, forcing Peng Lianhu to panic and lose his footing.
A moment ago, he was still punching in front of Peng Lianhu, but in the blink of an eye, he had already flashed behind Peng Lianhu. A whirlwind sweep kick with the force of splitting rocks smashed into the back of Peng Lianhu's head.
"What a handsome qinggong!"
Peng Lianhu's pupils suddenly constricted. He used his front hand to block the punch with the steel judge pen. In an instant, he gathered a mouthful of inner strength and leaped into the air to dodge three inches, dodging Zheng Yuhong's attack.
The Steel Judge Brush in his hand changed unpredictably. In the blink of an eye, it changed from his left hand to his right hand. A Life-Seizing Judge shot out with all his strength. The tip of the brush pointed straight at Zheng Yuhong's heart. The force was so deep that it could break steel and shatter iron, piercing through the heavy armored infantry.
"Discovered first-rate inner force, Howling Heart Technique, do you want to include it?”
"Discovered second-rate writing technique, Life-Seizing Judge's Pen. Do you want to analyze it?”
"Collect! Analysis!"
Zheng Yuhong was calm and composed. His footsteps contained the Eight Trigrams of Heaven and Earth. He was swift and traceless. In between movements, he easily dodged Peng Lianhu's Life-Taking Judge Brush.
His Qi sank into his Dantian, and he kicked out repeatedly with the force of Mount Tai, creating a series of explosions in the air. In the blink of an eye, three consecutive kicks landed on Peng Lianhu's elbow, lower abdomen, and lower back like heavy axes!
"Ah!"
Peng Lianhu grunted as he was knocked back several meters. He smashed into the table of a leader, shattering the table and floor tiles. The food, wine, meat, and sawdust were scattered all over the ground.
His elbow seemed to have been broken in half, and his lower abdomen felt like it was being cut by a knife. Even his waist seemed to have been cut in half, and the Life-Taking Judge Brush in his hand could not help but fall out of his hand.
"Cough, cough, cough-"
A mouthful of blood flowed up, but Peng Lianhu forcefully suppressed it with his internal energy. His throat was itchy, and his face turned yellow and he frowned.
He rolled on the ground and jumped up. He stared at Zheng Yuhong with vigilance and panted heavily.
"This kid's qinggong is simply amazing. I've never seen such an exquisite qinggong! My internal energy is clearly superior to his, but I can't hit him at all. I'm even being played by him!”
Peng Lianhu secretly complained in his heart, frowning as he thought of a countermeasure.
Zheng Yuhong's Traceless Wild Goose Returning South was a super first-class lightness skill that was close to being peerless, and he had even cultivated it to perfection. Peng Lianhu was only at the later stage of first-class, and he was not from a big sect like Shaolin Temple, Ming Cult, or Tantra. He had never seen such a scene before.
Even the Five Uniques of the Chinese server, who were invincible in the world, could not surpass Zheng Yuhong in terms of Lightness Skill alone. It was only because of his incomparably strong Internal Strength that he could perform his Lightness Skill more brilliantly and exquisitely.
"Wasn't Chief Peng quite arrogant before? He hasn't even stood up for half a minute. Why can't he do it now?”
Zheng Yuhong stepped forward with a mocking expression, scaring Peng Lianhu and the other leaders into retreating several steps.
However, a third-rate martial arts leader did not see the fight clearly. He was immediately unconvinced when he heard that. He rolled his eyes and thought of a plan. He said,
"You're just relying on your lightness skills to dodge and hide. What kind of hero are you? If a real man has the ability, fight us head-on!”
"Fight head-on? It's not impossible…"
Zheng Yuhong smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly changed. He smashed down with a heavy palm, and it was as if thunder had descended on the head of the small leader, creating an echo!
The leader's eyes were unfocused and stunned. He died on the spot.
"This is the head-on confrontation you want. Is this real enough?”
Zheng Yuhong gently retracted his palm and stood with his hands behind his back. However, the leader in front of him fell to the ground!
"Defeated a middle stage third-rate martial artist and obtained 5 evolution points!”
"Damn it!"
Peng Lianhu's expression was extremely ugly. The many leaders looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes to fight to the death.
"People die, birds rise to the sky. If you don't die, you'll live for tens of thousands of years. Everyone, follow me!”
Peng Lianhu roared angrily and took the lead to attack. Like a tiger that had been forced into a desperate situation, he erupted with an incomparably ferocious final struggle.
The leaders raised their weapons and surrounded Zheng Yuhong from all directions.
Zheng Yuhong was neither fast nor slow. His movement technique was light and elegant. He circulated the highest pure Yang inner energy of the Pure Yang Quanzhen Technique around his body. He raised his palm as if it was light and struck out with a graceful posture.
"Spring Returning Melting Snow Palm!"
This was Zheng Yuhong's only super first-rate palm technique, and also his strongest move.
Zheng Yuhong's palm struck out quietly. Layers of fluctuations that seemed to condense and compress the air appeared in the air as it landed on Peng Lianhu's heart with a bang.
"Bang!"
The power of the Melting Snow Palm instantly pierced through Peng Lianhu's chest and came out from behind his chest, tearing his thick skin clothes into shreds.
"Pfft-"
Peng Lianhu spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was filled with disbelief, but he still collapsed and died!
"The Fort Master is dead, the Fort Master is dead, run!”
When the leaders saw Peng Lianhu dead, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts, wanting to escape from all directions of the hall.
However, Zheng Yuhong did not intend to let them off!
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