Chapter 181 A Calligraphy
To find the third owner of Heiyu Tower, you cannot rely on your own strength alone.
Yongning Prefecture is so big and has such a large population that Qin Yang doesn’t know what year or month he wants to find.
At this time, the role of organization is reflected.
When Qin Yang found Leng Cang, he was busy in the Evil Execution Hall.
Hearing that Qin Yang was looking for the third landlord, Leng Cang seemed to have expected it and took out a small note.
"This is the message from the third owner."
"But you have to think clearly that even if the opponent loses one of his hands, he will still be the master of three flowers."
"You alone may not be your opponent."
Leng Cang reminded.
"Even if you can't kill him, in the worst case, just run away."
"He can't keep me."
Qin Yang is confident.
But if it fails this time, the other party may be wary.
"It's up to you." Leng Cang nodded.
As a warrior from the Three Flowers Gathering, he felt a change in Qin Yang's energy.
Even though the Beiming Black Water True Skill practiced by Qin Yang is as deep as the sea, it is not easily revealed.
But not long after Qin Yang broke through, there was still a trace of Qi leaking out.
That wisp of Qi is as deep as the sea, and only Zhen Gang can be so condensed.
"Then if I kill the third poster, how much contribution will I get?"
Qin Yang smiled.
"Aren't you looking for revenge?"
"I have provided you with free information."
Leng Cang was stunned.
"Director Leng, if the higher-ups don't have any idea about Heiyu Building, why bother helping me track down the whereabouts of the third building owner."
Qin Yang seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"You have a lot on your mind, kid."
"Eight hundred contribution points. Do you want to do it?"
Leng Cang shook his head helplessly.
Qin Yang's guess was correct. This was indeed what Chief Song Yechen meant.
Maybe Song Yechen felt that the attack on Heiyulou from one stronghold was not enough, and he needed to kill another heavyweight.
Although Leng Cang felt that the internal problems within the Tianxian Department should be solved first, he still listened to Song Yechen and spent a lot of effort to cooperate with the Xunming Department to dig out the information about the third poster.
"enough."
Qin Yang laughed, turned around and left the Zhuxie Hall.
"This kid has broken through to the True Gang Realm so quickly. In a while, he will probably surpass me."
"Geniuses like this can only appear in times of great strife."
"This time, the world will be in chaos."
Leng Cang's eyes were complicated.
As the sun sets in the west, the rays of rays fall on the city of Yongning Prefecture, making it a bright red.
The streets are busy with people, the shops are gradually closing, and it is slowly becoming deserted.
There is a writing stall in a remote street.
The stall owner is a man in his thirties, tall and thin, with ordinary appearance.
Seeing that there were no people on the street, he also started to clean up his stall.
at this time.
A figure appeared on the street.
The tall body just blocked the setting sun, forming a large black shadow that enveloped the entire writing booth and plunged it into darkness.
The stall owner felt his vision darken and raised his head, only to see a tall young man walking towards his stall.
"Boss, is the stall closed?"
the young man asked casually.
"The stall is closed." The stall owner nodded lightly.
"I have a painting that I am anxious to give to someone."
"Can you write it for me first?"
the young man asked seriously.
The stall owner hesitated for a moment, then spread out a piece of rice paper and asked softly: "What do you want to write, sir?"
"Just four words."
The young man grinned and said, "Every revenge must be taken."
"Every enemy must be avenged. These four words are good."
The stall owner nodded slightly, then waved his brush and wrote four big characters on the rice paper: "If you have any grudges, you must take revenge."
Qin Yang took a look.
These four words penetrated the back of the paper, and it was obvious that they were written with some kind of anger.
"I will give these four words to the guest officer."
The stall owner put down his brush and said calmly.
"It seems you also want to say these four words to me."
Qin Yang smiled.
"The revenge of a broken arm must be avenged."
The stall owner said, holding his left arm with his right hand and pulling gently.
The entire arm was detached like this.
This left arm is a prosthetic limb.
"Just right."
"Let me see if you have a broken arm, how much power you have left."
Qin Yang smiled slightly.
This stall owner is the third owner of Heiyu House.
"It's enough to kill you!"
The third poster kicked the table!
Bang!
The table flew out hard.
Qin Yang suddenly slapped a palm!
boom! ! !
The table exploded into pieces.
The next moment.
A palm came out like a swimming fish and was about to hit Qin Yang's chest like lightning.
Qin Yang suddenly raised his elbow and pushed hard.
Bang!
Elbow and palm collision.
They both retreated at the same time.
The stone bricks that were stepped on were severely shattered.
"True Gang."
"I didn't expect you to break through like this."
The third owner’s eyes darkened.
The moment he met Qin Yang, he felt a cold aura coming over him.
That level of condensation definitely exceeds Gang Qi.
You know, the last time he attacked Qin Yang, the opponent was just a Gang Qi warrior.
"There is no breakthrough. How dare I cause trouble for you?"
Qin Yang said calmly.
"It's still not enough."
The third building owner shook his head, but looked around warily.
He was afraid that the sword-wielding spiritual master from before would appear again.
"Don't worry, I'm the only one here this time."
Qin Yang said calmly.
"You are too arrogant for one person!"
The third floor owner sneered, and his right hand quickly tapped his eyebrows, heart, and dantian.
"Three flowers gather at the top of the head. Open!"
Instantly.
The third floor owner swelled up, and the dark black energy wrapped around his body, turning into a black fish.
His footsteps changed strangely, as if a fish was swimming in the water, and he rushed forward quickly.
Qin Yang took out the dragon elephant boxing stance and closed his eyes.
He had fought with the third floor owner before.
The opponent's black fish boxing was very strange and changeable, which made him unable to figure out the direction of the punch, resulting in a lot of losses.
This time.
He closed his eyes just to prevent himself from being disturbed by his eyes.
When he practiced the Beiming Black Water True Kung Fu before, he realized the importance of the mind.
In fact, when he realized this, the martial arts realm was actually sublimated.
The mind is the best way to observe the outside world.
After Qin Yang closed his eyes, he quickly felt the changes in the qi.
In a trance, he seemed to sense a black fish rushing towards him from the left.
Without hesitation, he punched out a million mountain-destroying blows with his right fist.
Under the incredible gaze of the third floor owner, Qin Yang's iron fist hit his palm fiercely.
Bang!
The third floor owner roared, and his own vitality suddenly condensed in his palm and surged out.
Qin Yang was still pushed back a few steps by the surging vitality.
The next moment.
The third floor owner's right hand was like a black knife, slashing at Qin Yang's face.
Qin Yang dodged sideways, raised his left leg straight and kicked out.
Infinite heavy whip!
The air whistled and swept away.
The third floor owner also kicked out.
His force was more like a fish flicking its tail, bursting out with surging power in an instant.
Bang! ! !
The two sides kept fighting.
Counter-attack, counter-attack!
It was extremely fierce.
The whole street was filled with a terrible cold air.
The floor tiles had already cracked and shattered crazily.
Qin Yang's Dragon Elephant Fist, the offensive was masculine and domineering, opening and closing.
The third poster's Black Fish Fist is strange and changeable, and emphasizes instantaneous bursts.