Chapter 278 Finger Gun

At this time, Wang Chan really seemed to be a god who came out of the mountain forest. He walked slowly and stepped on the ground. Obviously, there was no movement, but the area of more than ten meters in front of him had been shaken.

Bang!

Wang Chan stepped on the ground, which seemed to be like running clouds and flowing water, and the wind was light. In fact, it was a big earthquake under his feet, shaking, as if the ground dragon turned over, flying sand and stones. The ground within a radius of more than ten meters was thrown up and down like waves on the surface of the water. The straight and stimulating air roared, and the compression bursting.

"Hmm! Humph...!"

Zhu Kefu's body rushed to less than half a foot in front of Wang Chan, but his feet suddenly softened, and he suddenly stepped back three steps. When his thin and dry body retreated rapidly, the dull sound of his feet hitting the ground was like a crazy elephant running wildly.

He came quickly, but retreated faster. The power and movement accumulated to the peak in an instant were gently broken by Wang Chan.

Wang Chan stepped on the ground, and his breath seemed to be slow. The strength gathered in the spring at the bottom of his feet. He stepped on the ground and immediately hit the ground like a comet, heavy as a mountain, shocking the air, and sounding like thunder. However, he learned and used the "turning the sky seal method" in his five elements of magic boxing, and used his own footprints.

In an instant, the earth gathered, as if controlling the generous earth within a radius of more than ten meters, with a momentum like a dozen earthquakes.

Although Zhu Kefu was originally thin, he was as dry as iron. He had been cultivated for decades and refined himself. He had already practiced the fat and fat all over his body. Only a steel-like periosteum was firmly attached to the bone. Looking at his morbid face, he was thin all over, but he was actually as strong as iron. Compared with what The kung fu of the golden bell iron cloth shirt is much more powerful.

Not to mention this man, who was originally the head of the agent of the former Soviet Union. He came to the sea of blood and created such a large and mysterious organization as the Siberian training camp. He was cruel and murderous in his heart, which was simply extreme.

Even in the face of a figure like Wang Chan, Zhu Kefu knew that he was invincible and broke out of his heart, but he also dared to move the earth on Taisui's head. His eyes were red, like a demon, and he was not afraid of the overwhelming pressure brought to him by Wang Chan at all.

Because Zhukov, the most legendary black boxing master in Siberia, is the most powerful individual in Russia, and after the most strict and scientific training methods, he has used countless precious drugs to nourish and recuperate, and cooperates with the mysterious effect of Taoist gas refining, and now he is now standing. The peak that the whole human physical strength can achieve.

Whether it is boxing, martial arts, qi refining, vomiting, strength, physical strength, Zhukov is indeed qualified to fight against Wang Chan now.

Although Wang Chan condensed the inner elixir, as soon as Fu took action, he was just a small attempt and did not kill him face to face. Therefore, Zhu Kefu would definitely have great pressure when facing him, but he could not even lift a little resistance and desperately.

In his heart, although Wang Chan is powerful, he is not weak. If the two really want to compete, the worst thing is that he can escape if he can't fight. His qi refining kung fu goes deep into the bone marrow, and he has already practiced some magic power other than boxing. He is also a top master in the world.

But at present, he obviously overestimated his strength.

The two sides have not been in real contact with each other. Wang Chan just stepped on the ground gently and suddenly shook the earth. The whole person's breath machine penetrated the pores of the whole body, and instantly merged with the surrounding heaven and earth. The power of one foot can also reflect the power of heaven and earth.

The pressure brought to Zhukov is an unprecedented surge.

The highest level of Taoist gas refining is the unity of heaven and man. Zhu Kefu now wants to enter this realm. Only by meditating for a long time can he slowly integrate his own qi into the surrounding environment, which is not the real unity of heaven and man. But now, the realm of his greatest desire in the past is actually a step taken by Wang Chan's understatement, and it has been perfectly achieved...

So, for a moment, Zhu Kefu suddenly retreated, and his mouth kept humming, which was obviously scared by Wang Chan.

The unity of heaven and man, the teacher is in nature! How can it be said that you can enter this realm? It's as simple as eating and drinking water. Is it natural? At this point, the man is no longer a human being. He is a fairy, a god, a demon and a demon. In short, he can't be a person.

For decades, up to now, Zhukov will be the heroes of the world. Whether he has played with each other or known for a long time, he has not found that a person is more powerful than himself in tempering gas. But now it has finally appeared. What's more terrible is that this person who is more profound than his own qi refining has had a huge killing point on himself.

"Fat, damn... What's going on in Wang Chan's head? If you say you kill someone, you are not a human being. If you do me a favor, he can get great benefits from me... Are there people in the world who are not moved by any interests? It's really a miscalculation this time, but anyway... I can't die here... I'm going back to Siberia!"

In an instant, Wang Chan turned his face in an instant. He galloped in black and white all his life. Zhu Kefu, who thought he knew his surname, seemed to be blank in his heart. In the past, the unfavorable means of inducement unexpectedly failed on the other party, and decades of deep-rooted thoughts seemed to collapse in the blink of an eye.

Originally, when he went to Harbin alone, he was still full of confidence and had enough confidence to say that Wang Chan would help him push the palace. When he really stood in front of Wang Chan, he knew how naive and self-confidence his previous ideas and confidence were.

Oh! Oh, whe!

However, Zhukov, the head of the former Soviet agent, was a real master who killed people and broke out of countless lives. After an instant confusion, he just shook his head and immediately threw all his negative thoughts out of the sky and suddenly calmed down. On the contrary, he gave birth to a kind of broken heart. The boat sinks the boat and the determination to fight back.

So, with just a flick of a finger, Zhukov's eyes turned red, and the muscles on his face ** came out of his mouth like a hungry wolf in the Siberian forest!

It's sad and wild, and it's breathtaking!

At the moment of howling like a human voice, his bloody eyes also stared at Wang Chan, three or five meters away from him.

He was dressed in a non-suitable white combat uniform of special forces, loosely on his body. Wang Chan's expression was indifferent, almost no change from that just now. He saw Zhu Kefu's body slightly lowered, and his hands and feet put on a posture like a wild wolf. In his There was also a joking sound in his mouth. It's like a spirit cat and a mouse. If you don't play your opponent to death, you won't stop.

"Come on, Zhukov! Let me see what your ancestors took back from our China. How far can you, a barbarian, practice Taoist qi refining, dare to beg me to treat you?

The reason why Wang Chan said this is that he really wanted to know what the Zhu Kefu family robbed in the capital at the beginning. He is full of boxing, unintentional right and wrong, and he is not a real angry youth, but he has been taught by the old man since he was a child. He really has no good impression of the Russians who once raged on the banks of Heilongjiang and forced the Qing Dynasty to cede a large part of Jiangdong. If he hadn't met him, he would not have been for Zhu Kefu. He went to the Siberian training camp and took him out.

However, there is a road in heaven and no door to hell. Zhu Kefu hit the muzzle of the gun, so Wang Chan naturally didn't need to let him go. Moreover, this person has once launched a large number of people to deal with him and chase him. In the final analysis, he is still the enemy.

If the enemy is ruthlessly suppressed, there is no reason to talk about it.

Zhu Kefu is very powerful. Even among these magical masters encountered by Wang Chan, he can be ranked in the top five, almost comparable to Ye Tianshi. Because of this, it also shows how authentic and profound the qi refining he practiced is. For Wang Chan, while killing an enemy, he can also retrieve a Taoist scripture that has been lost overseas and lost in China, which is quite cost-effective.

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In the face of Wang Chan's almost contemptuous jokes, he even called him "the barbarian", Zhu Kefu finally lost any calm mind.

The blood light in his eyes seemed to spew out. His body bowed and bounced, and his feet were like a horse galloping. The horse stepped on a series of rings, which made the ground collapse and vibrate. The body was full of half a foot deep.

While his two palms moved, they were inserted under the left and right ribs respectively. Suddenly, his fists and fingers kept changing. There was a crackling sound between his palms. Blue electric lights drilled out from the skin under his forearm, thick as a little finger and as a snake. He rushed down, all wrapped around the fingertips of his five fingers. The strong electric light squeezed out the air, crackling, as if it were a high-voltage electric leak. The electric air was shaking, and many phantoms appeared.

It was indeed a master of magical power. Between the actions, the thunder and lightning followed, which was much stronger than the Neidan Leifa of Yu Xuanji's female Taoist priest.

However, Wang Chan saw Zhu Kefu's action, but his eyelids did not blink. He stood in place, neither dodging nor fight. He only looked at him indifferently. With Zhu Kefu's fists, he hit him with a day's electric light.

"This Zhukov's gas refining method is very similar to the big toad of our Wudang school, but it is more unfathomable. Between the action, there are frequent visions, as if the legendary five thundermen of Taoists, which can control thunder and lightning and subdue demons. However, his fist [***] husband is obviously very different from that in China. In the face of Wang Chan, he was virtual. A series of palms and fingers were colorful, and the fists were like rain. Nine punches in ten punches were virtual moves, but even these false moves could blow up the air in front of him. The speed was so fast that there were dozens and hundreds of palms in one shot. I can't even see my eyes. Such a ability is simply incredible. If any boxing master in China fights with him, I'm afraid that this one will be beaten into coke. It's really too strong.

Zhu Kefu took action in an instant, but not like a domestic master, taking action was a real offensive move, but kept moving the test, trying to force Wang Chan to leak the flaws and then take advantage of it. In one move, there are thousands of changes, just like pear blossoms blooming, and I don't know whether it's true or not.

He suddenly broke out, with amazing power and soaring. Lei Ting, who had just got up from the ground, was stunned and screamed. Although she practiced swords with Ye Tianshi, she has always been a hostage of playing tickets, and has not been passed down the real method of sword refining. Although she also knows that there are many people in the world who practice incredible magic secrets, this is the first time she has seen that someone can send electricity in her body.

I couldn't help but lift my heart to my throat.

In the face of Zhukov's stormy tricks, Wang Chan seemed to see through the reality in the middle at a glance. He stood in place and disdained to move. However, after an instant, his body stepped back half a step abnormally. Although the stride was extremely small, he was immediately caught by Zhukov.

"At the end, I'm still young. No matter how high the kung fu is, I don't have as rich experience!"

In this blink of an eye, Zhu Kefu was overjoyed, and he didn't have time to think about anything at all. A master like Wang Chan will not easily reveal his flaws in his spare time. Even if it is exposed, it is like a white horse passing through the gap, which is fleeting. At this time, even if it is just a hesitation, it will lose its reversal. The best chance of defeat.

So, suddenly, Zhukov's hands shook, and the poisonous snake penetrated under the ribs like a hole. Thousands of fists suddenly closed in one place and rushed forward. Countless electric lights gathered in the center of the palm of the hand, stretching to the shoulder, raising his hand and stabbing, just like an ancient Western fully armed knight riding a horse to challenge the dragon, with his elbows like a gun. , a sharp mess.

Compared with Chinese martial arts boxing, the Western world actually also has its own extensive and profound fighting skills, which are the special killing skills that have dominated the battlefields of the Central World for hundreds of years, Western knight skills. The knights in ancient Europe were tall and fully armed. They carried an ultra-long knight's long gun in their hands. In the galloping of the horse, they were also one of people and horses, forming one, with an impact of thousands of kilograms. Any object in front of their horse would be easily torn apart like tearing paper.

Zhukov's power broke out, just like the holy knight running wildly. The moment the hands came out of the ribs, all the false moves all over the sky disappeared, but they were replaced by a kind of palpitations and thunder like thunder, which clicked and tore the void. It seems that a flash of lightning under the clouds split down the clouds. Although it is only a flashing moment, it can leave a long-term image in the human retina, and the destructive power is simply endless.

This is his real killing move!

He once used this punch to directly split a thick tree in the Siberian virgin forest into coke.

Bang!

The speed of this punch can't be seen clearly by ordinary people's naked eyes, but it is right under Wang Chan's eyes and hit his chest!

Wang Chan didn't even flash!

"You are dead...!"

In an unexpected punch, Zhukov's heart suddenly gushed out of endless ecstasy. He knows very well how powerful his boxing power is. There is no human being in this world who is beaten head-on by him and will not die. You can't even practice whales in the Arctic Ocean, let alone hit them in the heart.

However, after he was punched, he was happy, but he was not carried away by this feeling. He deeply knew that Wang Chan was powerful, and he was afraid that he could not kill his opponent with one move. At that moment, he did not hesitate. His fist turned into a palm, suddenly moved horizontally, and a palm knife cut Wang Chan's throat. On the throat.

The edge of his palm knife is surrounded by electric light, which can easily cut off the alloy rails like a hot knife cutting butter.

Poo!

It's still a move, cutting on Wang Chan's throat knot impartially.

"What's going on?" After two moves in a row, Zhu Kefu did not feel the feeling of his palm slapping on the flesh and blood of the human body. He could not hear any human screams in his ears, and the bones were broken, and the flesh and blood were smelled like coke. The sense of touch just passed on in my hand is like hitting a whole iron mountain, hard and cold.

In an instant, Zhu Kefu suddenly saw Wang Chan, who was close at hand, and still stood in front of him, motionless, and even the expression on his face did not change at all. The place where his fists bombarded with all his strength, only a faint white mark on his throat appeared on Wang Chan's skin, and then his normal skin color returned in an instant.

At the same time, Wang Chanlu's outer skin is divided into two from the bridge of his nose. One side is blue and the other side is yellow, but there is an indescribable strangeness.

"Ah!"

Although he had been scared to death by the scene in front of him, Zhu Kefu's reaction in an instant was still very fast. He suddenly rushed forward, stretched out his index and middle fingers, pinched them into a sword finger, suddenly encouraged the strength of his whole body, and his finger clicked fiercely in the middle of Wang Chan's eyebrows.

"Break!"

The blue-gray fingers were wrapped in thick thunder and lightning, which were suddenly imprinted on the forehead, and the sound was as loud as a thunderbolt. But even under such an incredibly heavy blow, Wang Chan's head only gently leaned back and returned to normal.

"I can even make a big hole in the mountain with my finger. How can I not break a person's head?"

Zhu Kefu couldn't believe his eyes. Seeing that Wang Chan was still standing in place without any reaction, he was immediately ashamed and angry. He even forgot to run away. There was a burst of howling in his mouth, four fingers in his mouth, moving repeatedly, with two peaks running through his ears, and fiercely on Wang Chan's temples, but it was still the same as before. Wang Chan looked at it was. With his eyes, the wind is light and the clouds are light.

His most powerful kung fu is the fingering that evolved from the Taoist scriptures. Once ten meters away, he nodded at the head of a huge polar bear with one finger, which was as sharp as the most powerful sniper rifle.

So he called this kind of kung fu "finger gun" instead of the original name in the Taoist scriptures.

(to be continued)