MTL - Master of Fist-Chapter 16 storm

Although there are many rumors about zombies, they are actually relatively rare. Ordinary people have no chance to see this thing. However, the two brothers of the Jiang family often walk darts, and they have met once or twice in the past ten years.

But those two encounters were just ordinary walking corpses!

Walking corpses generally move slowly and only rely on instinct to attack living creatures, and their strength is not strong, and they are afraid of knives and axes. Even ordinary hunters can be killed.

The two brothers have only encountered a real zombie once so far!

Jiang Erhai still remembered that there were ten brothers in total when he left the darts, but when he came back, there were only three of them left, including him and his third brother.

A real zombie, even if it's just the lowest level of hair stiffness, is not something that ordinary first-rank warriors can contend with.

Because they are invulnerable, their skin and flesh are like steel, and their strength is infinite and their speed is like ghosts.

It was a blessing to be able to escape by chance that time, and the two of them were seriously injured and recuperated for several months.

But the momentum in front of him... seems to be a real zombie, a white-haired zombie!

The person who was fighting Jiang Heng at this time could still be seen to be Jiang Wenyue's shadow in his clothes, but his appearance was particularly terrifying right now. The pale skin is covered with fine and dense white hairs, and the muscles and blood vessels are almost the same as those of real people.

If one ignores those white haired nails and fangs, as well as that ferocious and distorted face, there is almost no difference from Jiang Wenyue's life.

However, Jiang Wenyue was a scholar after all, and he looked a little thin, but now he became a zombie, and the strength he erupted was almost to the point of a cow.

At this moment, Jiang Heng's whole body's qi and blood are running wildly, and the qi and blood in his body have almost reached the peak of what he can do so far. It's just on par with the other side.

clang!

He slammed his fist **** the opponent again. The black sand boxing fist was like a stone hammer, driven by a huge force, and it hit the zombie without any injuries.

"I don't believe it anymore!!" Jiang Heng's heart thumped fiercely. This ghost thing fought with it for several times, and it hit the opponent with more than ten punches, but it was still so powerful, and it was about to explode again.

"Go! It's a zombie. Copper skin and iron bones can't kill it!" Father Jiang's anxious voice came from a distance.

He, Jiang Erhai, has no time to think about why his son, who is usually idle, suddenly has such a powerful skill.

"Zombie? Can't you kill it?" Jiang Heng's eyes were bloodshot due to excessive blood boiling. At this time, the crimson in his eyes became even more scarlet, he moved his left foot back, and his right foot leaned forward. Gather all your strength at one point.

"Break!" Bloodline Fist is currently his only first-rank or almost second-rank martial art that focuses on attacking, and it is also the most powerful move after superimposing Qi and blood.

This move gathered all the energy and blood in his whole body, and it was the first time he tried to forcibly superimpose nine layers of energy and blood.

Because the total amount of qi and blood in the body is insufficient, it cannot be superimposed forcibly, but it is still displayed under the use of the warm current in the dantian.

Punch with all your might. Under the dim light, the Black Sand Fist, like a black lightning bolt, shot out and landed on the zombie's chest.

thumping! !

The fierce fist paused for a moment on the zombie's chest.

Boom! !

Squeezed by a huge force, after a moment, the punch forcefully exploded in front of the corpse demon's chest.

A clear fist print came into view.

The crest of the bundled hair fell off, the black hair danced wildly, Jiang Heng's eyes were as red as blood, and the blood line fist combined with the black sand fist was printed on the zombie's chest fiercely.

"Death!" Jiang Heng roared angrily, following the way of the bloodline fist, all the strength of his body was concentrated and vented on the zombie's chest.

One punch, two punches, three punches in succession!

With the last punch, Jiang Heng flew down, only to see that the zombie's sternum was completely dented by his punch.

Roar! !

The whole zombie was blown out, it was extremely miserable. It roared, rolled a few times after landing, and twitched like chaff, and didn't get up for a long time, as if the punch not only shattered his breastbone, but also shattered the bones of the whole body, and finally passed more than ten After a while, there was no movement just now.

"call!"

All three breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the two brothers Jiang Erhai and Sanhai looked at Jiang Heng with rather strange expressions. They didn't know how strong Jiang Heng's fist was just now. But they know that the zombie itself is stronger than the copper skin and iron bones.

It is difficult for ordinary first-rank or even second-rank warriors to break through the defense of this kind of thing.

But just like that, they were completely defeated by their son and nephew.

Father Jiang, who had never been very optimistic about his son, now had mixed feelings in his heart. He never thought that one day his son would have such a good skill.

If it was the eldest son who passed away, maybe he didn't find it strange.

But it happened to be these two sons...

Jiang Sanhai was even more surprised, he knew that Jiang Heng obviously only practiced martial arts a few days ago, so why...

Could it be that this kid was secretly practicing martial arts before?

At this moment, the two of them looked at Jiang Heng's muscular body which was unsteady and slightly panting.

It has to be said that after Jiang Heng started to practice martial arts in depth. Especially under the warm current in the dantian. This figure also began to become more and more solid~www.novelbuddy.com~ The pieces were as solid as iron blocks, and the raised blood vessels were even more obvious.

His current body shape is very different from the appearance of the weak son a few days ago.

And once the bloodline fist is used to explode, the muscles instantly seem to add another latitude, and the churning blood in the body drives the muscles to rise and fall, making the muscles as powerful as a steaming boiler.

"My son (nephew) seems to have a lot of secrets!"

The two of them thought to themselves, but seeing Jiang Heng's fierce gaze just now when he had just blown up a zombie, they swallowed involuntarily.

Standing next to Jiang Heng now gave them a sense of tension dancing with fierce beasts.

The two brothers couldn't figure it out, why did Jiang Heng suddenly have such strength?

Neither of them spoke at this time, they were quietly waiting for what Jiang Heng would say.

"Father! Third Uncle!" Jiang Heng gasped for several breaths before gaining strength.

But even so, he is extremely weak, and the mysterious warm current in his dantian has been completely exhausted. Not only that, the blood in the body is also consumed.

At this time, just standing still, my legs felt weak, and I was sweating profusely when I spoke.

"Brother Heng, tell third uncle the truth. Did you secretly practice martial arts a long time ago?" Third uncle was still a little impatient and couldn't help asking.

Jiang Heng was stunned, and at the same time secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't think of an excuse at all.

Well, this excuse helped me figure it out.

"Third Uncle, did you see it?" Jiang Heng had an embarrassing wry smile on his face.

"Good boy, you are obviously stronger than your third uncle and me, but a few days ago you pretended to practice martial arts like me, isn't that a slap in the face?" Hearing this, the third uncle said angrily.