Chapter 112: The Zhao Family Is Destroyed

The sound of 80,000 miles was as thick as a bell. The disciples of the Divine Soldier Valley on the surrounding walls and roofs all changed their expressions when they heard these two words.

Shapingying stood up with a roar, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Li Yuan couldn't help but tighten his grip on the long-handled melon hammer, feeling surprised in his heart.

There are countless warriors in Zhelong Mansion, but the vast majority of warriors have reached the limit of shape-changing. This is related to their talent, their bones, and even more to their martial arts.

It is easy to form a great achievement, and the strength is transformed into Qi, which requires ‘Qigong’.

However, the middle and lower levels of martial arts are limited to the great circulation of internal energy, and there is no method for 'energy to transform into qi'.

In other words, the Zhao family, or the head of the Zhao family, actually has an excellent martial arts in his hands!

In the night wind, the old man in black coat twitched his face and felt great pain in his heart:

He knew that Han Chuijun was ruthless and had killed countless families over the decades, and was the number one killer in the Divine Weapon Valley.

But how can those powerful families compare with his Zhao family?

The Zhao family has been attached to the Divine Soldier Valley for generations. How many children and old friends are there in the outer sect, inner sect, and divine guard army?

A group of disciples from the Divine Weapon Valley were shocked. Only eighty thousand were as heavy as iron, and the giant hammer in their palms was slowly raised:

Woo~

The old man in black coat slowly raised his head, and suddenly the smell of incense filled the air around him. He was shocked and angry in his heart, but his eyes were extremely cold:

boom!

Before the sound fell, Eighty Thousand Miles had already exerted its strength, and only the sound of cracking stone slabs could be heard.

The giant hammer with a sound of 'wow-wow-piercing the air' came down from top to bottom, slamming hard into the face of the old man in black coat:

If they don't agree with each other, they take action brazenly.

It rushed forward 80,000 miles, with the speed and momentum of a fierce dragon. Even from a hundred meters away, Li Yuan seemed to be able to feel the wild momentum.

He didn't believe that anyone dared to bear the blow with his flesh and blood, and the old man in the black coat took a step back.

It was just one step, and his body seemed to have no weight, like straw being blown by the force of the hammer.

Floating backwards, a hundred meters? !

Extremely decisive, he turned around and ran away.

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched suddenly, feeling incredible:

Eighty thousand miles roaring like thunder:

His feet exerted force suddenly, as if the whole courtyard was shaking, and the energy, blood and internal energy exploded simultaneously.

The already extremely fast speed increased by an unknown amount, and the long-handled giant hammer was dragged forward and swung forward.

The huge hammer head ejected with a bang, carrying an iron rope more than ten meters long, chasing the old man in black coat.

It's actually a meteor hammer?

In the night wind, the old man in black coat retreated again and again. No matter how much unwillingness and anger he felt in his heart, he had no intention of staying.

Although he had already opened up the meridians, he had not fought against anyone for twenty or thirty years. Facing a talented shape-shifting warrior like Bawanli, he thought that even if he wanted to win, it would still take a lot of effort.

Once delayed, when the Divine Guards find out, he may not be able to leave even if he wants to.

When the heavy hammer hit the ground, the iron rope made a clanging sound. The speed of eighty thousand miles was three points faster, and it jumped up to ten meters in one go.

The knotted muscles and bones around him expanded as if they were exploding, dragging the iron rope, swinging the hammer head, and smashing it out again.

There was a ‘bang&’ in the night wind

"With a muffled sound, the old man in black coat fell to the ground and suddenly ran away from the courtyard wall.

The two Divine Weapon Valley disciples who blocked him fell to the ground with two bangs.

He looked back with resentment, his eyes were red, and he ignored the violent 80,000 miles, turned around and ran away.

Once the strength of the spirit is completed, even if Han Chuijun is here, he can't even think of stopping him.

Suddenly, there was a sound in the night wind, and the old man in black coat turned around suddenly, only to see a woman in black standing on the mast of the six-story building facing the street in the night wind, holding a bow.

The old man in black coat had eyes that were about to burst. He quickly adjusted his internal energy and burst out his energy and blood, but it was still too late.

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his inner armor disappeared into the night along with his sternum, heart, and spine.

He struggled and fell to the ground, and just then he heard the sound of arrows piercing the air, like thunder exploding.

On the eaves, Li Yuan felt a little creepy. This arrow actually brought out a sonic boom?

What material is that bow made of? !

Looking at the indifferent woman standing on the mast, all the disciples from the Divine Weapon Valley inside and outside the Zhao family's mansion couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Some disciples could not help but bow and salute:

The woman in black is none other than Qiu Changying, the second in the contemporary Divine Weapon Valley True Tradition, the eldest sister of Spear God Peak and the great-granddaughter of Qiu Zhengxiong, the leader of the spear!

Zhelong Mansion is famous for its Nine-Yin Spear from Dust and Soul-Chasing Arrow Techniques. Among contemporary true legends, it is second only to Shaogu Master Shi Hong.

Eighty Thousand Miles suddenly landed on the ground, breathing heavily:

Across a long street, Qiu Changying's voice still came over, as sharp as an arrow:

boom!

The arrow missed, and the energy was broken like thunder.

The Eighty Thousand Miles Horizontal Hammer blocked it, his face darkened, and the Qiu Changying had already drifted away.

Bawanli looked a little confused and walked around the Zhao family mansion with the hammer in hand.

On the eaves, Li Yuan still had some aftertaste.

Li Yuan murmured in his heart.

He has rarely fought against anyone since he learned martial arts, and he has never seen any real masters.

Tonight's battle was quite meaningful to him. Whether it was the eighty-thousand-mile hammering technique, Qiu Changying's soul-chasing arrows, or the old man in black coat's 'Sacred Foot Sutra', it was an eye-opener for him.

Li Yuan's heart was a little palpitating. This battle had a great impact on him, and it also made him truly feel the gap between himself and the top masters in Fucheng.

After weighing it for a while, Li Yuan had to admit that his trump cards were still a little short.

However, after seeing Qiu Changying's arrow, his thoughts became more vivid again. This woman was much better at sneak attacks than he was...

Li Yuan was a little jealous of the woman's big bow and the eighty-thousand-mile hammer.

Thinking a little, he felt that the weapons of other true disciples were probably rare and good things.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to borrow them.

Li Yuan said to himself.

He had seen that Ba Wanli's heavy hammer was a little damaged...

Huh~

Li Yuan rushed down the wall quickly, but it was obvious that someone was faster than him. Sha Pingying had already finished searching the body.

Holding a tattered inner armor, Sha Pingying looked bored. Seeing that Li Yuan was interested, he threw it to him:

Li Yuan weighed it and was very tempted, but he pretended to be indifferent and threw it back:

Sha Pingying shook his head.

The two chatted for a few words before slowly returning to the Zhao family mansion. The other disciples had already detained the servants and maids of the Zhao family.

Ba Wanli's heavy hammer was fierce. It would kill people if it touched it, and it would break if it touched it. There were only the living and the broken bodies on the scene, and no injured people.

That's not right. The two brothers who blocked the black-coated old man's escape were seriously injured. If they hadn't been wearing inner armor, they would have died on the spot.

Ba Wanli had already walked around the house. After smashing with a heavy hammer, he also found the secret passage:

The secret passage was narrow, and he really couldn't get in...

Sha Pingying entered the secret passage with envy on his face, while Li Yuan bowed slightly and said politely:

In front of such a giant man who was three meters tall, Li Yuan felt a little pressure, and his height was crushed.

Ba Wanli looked down at this little brother:

Fifty to complete the nine forms?

Then the form that this senior brother changed is estimated to be less than thirteen?

Li Yuan calculated in his heart, but just lowered his head slightly and didn't answer. He could feel the unkindness of this senior brother, but fortunately, he didn't hide it.

Ba Wanli did not hide his dissatisfaction.

His nine forms are different from others, and the physical changes are too strong.

So much so that he is sixty years old and has not found a woman who can match him.

Li Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that there would be a day when he would be called a pretty boy. However, he also understood Ba Wanli's thoughts a little.

This kind of inhuman body, of course, has great benefits in practicing martial arts, but other than that, it's all disadvantages.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all problems, and there is no way to get married and have children, at least the human body is not good...

Li Yuan's face was serious, and he found that this fierce brother was not difficult to get along with.

His brain was worthy of his super developed limbs. A few words were enough to get over it, and he also asked a lot of information.

Ba Wanli was sulking, especially when he saw the few beautiful maids who were captured, he became even more depressed:

The disciple almost got kicked, and slipped away with cold sweat on his face.

Ba Wanli stamped his feet in anger, looked up to the sky and howled, and walked away with a hammer in a sullen manner: