Chapter One Hundred and Eighty Three

The Baibu Shenquan was obviously imitated, otherwise it would not be so rough.

If he really learns the Hundred Step Magic Fist, he will not die or use it!

"Fake death, an arrow in the belly?"

Jiang Xiaoye struggled to stand up, half of his body was flushed, and this **** arrow rushed into him like a flame.

"you……"

Bayuer couldn't help but stop, how could it be possible? With the arrow in his abdomen he has condensed a piece of qi and blood for many years, once it enters the body, it will resonate with the opponent's qi and blood and burn together, but this young master...

"I didn't want to use it. In that case, let's see Huaxia's "Evil" ghost technique."

Jiang Xiaoye felt that he couldn't hold it for long, his whole body was boiling, and his blood began to burn.

"What?" Ba Yuer was stunned for a moment, but didn't understand what Jiang Xiaoye meant.

Jiang Xiaoye waved behind him.

"Come!"

If you don't kill, this kind of person will kill himself, Jiang Xiaoye understands this truth.

The figure flashed, and the old corpse under the blanket appeared directly in front of Jiang Xiaoye.

Jiang Xiaoye pulled the blanket away, exclaiming, and several ordinary people from the Chu family backed away in shock.

Wearing a Taoist robe, holding a gossip plate, the slender black nails of both hands are shining with cold light, and the pure white eyes on the mummy's face roll, emitting a green luster from time to time.

Even a group of ancient martial artists couldn't help but change their colors.

"Wha...what the hell? What is this?"

Bayu'er felt a chill enveloped him, this kind of feeling had never happened before. ,

"This is a ghost! Kill him!" Jiang Xiaoye yelled, feeling that he couldn't hold it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out as the blood churned out.

"Roar!!"

The green light in the eyes of the old corpse instantly, and the corpse qi was filled, and he jumped up and grabbed to Bayu'er, like a horse monkey.

"kill!"

Hundred-step fist!

Bayu'er was surprised and drank with a dignified voice, enduring the pain of meridian tearing and burst out with all his strength. He didn't understand what the **** was this.

"Tear!"

The shadow of the fist screamed, but was torn apart by the old corpse's ghost claw!

"what?"

Bayu'er's face changed drastically, and the hundred-step magic fist was torn apart by a claw? How is this possible?

"Om!"

The gossip in the hands of the old corpse flew out instantly.

"Buzzing~"

Bayu'er only felt his head dizzy, and then he saw a golden gossip floating above his head.

"what is this?"

The terrifying pressure made Bayu Er lie on the ground, unable to move no matter how hard he struggles.

What is this? Bayu Er felt fear.

Immediately afterwards, he was lifted up, with a hideous face in his eyes.

Huaxia drove the corpse!

Bayu'er suddenly remembered that Xin Menghu had told him some Chinese miracles before. He originally thought they were all legends...

These are true!

"Roar!"

A roar.

There was a sharp pain in Bayu'er's neck, and her whole body was drained.

"Stop, go back!"

Jiang Xiaoye watched the old corpse **** blood and immediately stopped.

The old corpse immediately threw away the deadly Bayu'er and quickly returned to the wheelchair.

"Don't move without my order!"

Jiang Xiaoye was afraid that the old corpse would cause trouble, so he reluctantly told him that his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

It turns out that the old corpse is so strong, I knew it was on the old corpse!

"Brother, brother, doctor, doctor, what the **** are you shaking? Save people!"

Chu Qing's roar sounded, and the voice gradually became noisy, and then came close and far away, slowly returning to silence.

A group of ancient martial artists gathered around, and Song Renzhi immediately tried Jiang Xiaoye's breath, and exhaled: "There is no danger to life, quickly, stop the bleeding!"

The doctors and nurses got busy quickly.

As for Bayu'er, it is not certain whether she will survive.

That day.

The battle of Jiangbei Grandmaster was spread out one by one by the ancient martial masters. The young master of Jiangbei defeated the old Muay Thai master challenger!

Hundred-step magic fist, diamond body, feign death technique, arrow in the abdomen, ghost control corpse...

Those who came were shocked, and those who didn't came were regretful.

A new master appeared in the ancient Chinese martial arts world, a real master.

The young master slashed Grandmaster Bayu'er, and the news caused a huge sensation.

The morning light was faint, Jiang Xiaoye felt a cold and soft face on his face.

"Xiao Hei, fucking..."

Jiang Xiaoye was also licked by a dog, so he wanted to slap his hand up, but suddenly saw a delicate face full of fright, and a clean white hand raised in front of him.

"Ah, no, sorry, I, I thought it was Xiao Hei..."

Fortunately, his whole body was entangled in bandages and his movements were a little slower.

The dead dog called Xiao Hei either patted his face or licked himself. Jiang Xiaoye was single for a long time and almost patted him.

"You, are you awake?"

Chu Shiyuan was pleasantly surprised, and quickly got up and said with a reddened face: "I, my name is the doctor..."

"No, I'm fine."

Jiang Xiaoye checked it and found that all the wounds had healed, and even the broken bones were almost healed.

Perhaps embarrassed, Chu Shiyuan went out shyly.

"Is this making me a mummy?" Jiang Xiaoye was shocked, and instantly broke the messy bandage wrapped around his body. The recovery speed of Evergreen Jue was beyond the understanding of these doctors.

I took some clothes and took a shower.

Soon, messy sounds sounded.

Chu Qing shouted in a loud voice: "Brother, the doctor said you can't get water!"

"It's okay!"

Does the doctor know my physique?

Jiang Xiaoye rinsed and changed into his clothes. The clothes were all new, not to mention they were prepared for him.

A group of people came in, Chu Jinhe, Chu Qing, Song Renzhi, Feng Chun, doctors and nurses...

"Master Jiang!" Chu Jinhe was very happy. Now the reputation of the Chu family is really getting bigger and bigger!

"Uncle Chu, you are welcome, by the way, Xin Menghu..." Jiang Xiaoye thought of Xin Menghu.

"It's been buried." Chu Jinhe didn't expect Jiang Xiaoye to still think about Xin Menghu. After these two days, Xin Menghu was buried thickly. After all, he was also a half-step master, and his lineup was not small.

Song Renzhi and Feng Chun also salute very politely, both of them couldn't help but feel, the young master!

"What about the cell phone?"

Jiang Xiaoye looked for his broken mobile phone.

Chu Qing quickly handed over a mobile phone and said, "Don't find your mobile phone, it's broken, this new mobile phone is for you, the card is replaced, it means that the contents of the mobile phone are gone."

"Yo, Huawei's latest model, not bad."

Jiang Xiaoye opened it to take a look, and suddenly said, "It's been two days?"

"Two days will be fast. The doctor estimates you will have more than ten days." Chu Qing understood what Jiang Xiaoye was worried about, and said with a smile: "Auntie called me to pick it up, and I asked your cousin to call again. It's safe, it's okay."

"Right, Bayu Er..."

Jiang Xiaoye remembered that Ba Yuer seemed to be unable to survive.

"Grandmaster Bayu'er is dead." Song Renzhi opened his mouth, and then looked at Feng Chun and said: "This time is the battle between T country and China's grandmaster, which caused a great sensation in the ancient martial arts circles of the two countries. The opinions differed during the talks, and there may be a martial arts exchange between T country and China after a while."

Is it dead?

Jiang Xiaoye didn't have much trouble. If you want to kill me, you will die.

"Budo exchange?" Jiang Xiaoye said in a daze: "Don't tell me it's because of me, and then you still need me to participate?"

How come this ancient martial arts world is like this?

One shot out one? Is it endless?