Looking at Cheng Hao who suddenly appeared in front of him, Fang Zheng was stunned at first, and then looked at the person he threw to the ground, and he was in a daze again. The reason was nothing but because the person lying on the ground was Mr. Fang.

Earlier today, Fang Zheng was afraid that Chen Qingyun would become a stumbling block, so he specifically asked Mr. Fang to catch Chen Qingyun back or deal with it directly.

At that time, he had already started to worry, and he was worried very well, but it was a pity that he was still worried too late.

When Chen Xiao and Shenyang arrived at the Cross-Times Square, they had already asked Cheng Hao to leave, just to pick up Chen Qingyun as soon as possible.

At that time, Mr. Fang and Cheng Hao arrived at the place almost at the same time. Later, after a big battle, Mr. Fang was defeated, which made Chen Qingyun safely arrive at the Cross-Times Square.

But Cheng Hao did not appear with Chen Qingyun, and he did not come out until now. No one knows where he went during that period.

Looking at Old Fang on the ground, Fang Zheng opened his mouth wide, then slowly squatted down, picked him up, and cried bitterly.

"Why! Why! Do you have to kill our Fang family and not keep it? Do you have to be happy in this way?"

Cheng Hao sighed and said, "I didn't want to kill him, but unfortunately, he committed suicide."

Chen Xiao patted Cheng Hao on the shoulder and signaled that he didn't have to care. As the most loyal servant of the Fang family, when Mr. Fang found that the Fang family was out of reach, he could not help much, and he would become a prisoner, he would naturally choose to apologize for his death.

At this time, Fang Zheng looked at Chen Xiao with his eyes on fire, and forced him step by step.

"Why? Why do we have to force our Fang family to this point? Why?"

Chen Xiao stepped forward without fear and said, "Because you deserve to die!"

"Then you have to be buried with me!"

Fang Zheng stepped on the ground and walked towards Chen Xiao, while a knife in his right hand was swung out.

Chen Xiao was prepared for it. Almost the moment Fang Zheng took action, he suddenly dodged to the right, avoided Fang Zheng's falling knife, and then kicked Fang Zheng's head.

Unsuccessful of the blow, Fang Zheng poked out his other hand, grabbed Chen Xiao's kicking foot, and then hit his knee with his other hand.

In a critical moment, Chen Xiao kicked his other foot at Fangzheng's waist, which looked a bit like surrounding Wei to save Zhao.

Fang Zheng took back the knife in time, moved his hand down, bent his arm and hit him with an elbow, just facing Chen Xiao's feet.

After being hit by Fang Zheng with an elbow, Chen Xiao gritted his teeth and kicked it out, and the target was directly hit by Fang Zheng's waist, but he was still blocked by Fang Zheng.

The two consecutive kicks made Chen Xiao unable to kick them. Seeing that one of his legs was about to be saved, suddenly seven flying knives flew over and forced Fang Zheng back.

After taking a step back, Fang Zheng waved his hands and knocked all seven flying knives to the ground. At this time, Cheng Hao flew out and kicked Fang Zheng's chest.

Seeing him kicking, Fang Zheng put his left hand on his chest without thinking, blocking his foot, and then hit his other hand on his ankle, knocking him back.

When Fang Zheng saw Cheng Hao falling, he rushed over with a quick step and slashed it with one hand. He saw Cheng Hao quickly lie down to the left, dodging Fang Zheng's hand knife, and kicked Fang Zheng's face, and kicked him back several steps.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Xiao ran over quickly, put his hand on Cheng Hao's shoulder, rolled it over and kicked out his legs one after another, hitting the square chest.

Cheng Hao took the opportunity to fight back, and was kicked hard by Chen Xiao. Fang Zheng could no longer bear it. He took several steps back and knelt on one knee to the ground.

Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao looked at each other. Both of them knew that Fang Zheng was definitely not as simple as the surface.

Sure enough, after kneeling on the ground for a while, Fang Zheng suddenly laughed to the sky and slowly stood up. He stretched his hands to the ground, clenched his fists together, and a powerful aura spread out instantly.

Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao felt the powerful aura coming from Fang Zheng, and couldn't help but feel palpitations. However, Li Xing couldn't hold on anymore and was forced to kneel on one knee by this momentum.

"Li Xing! Go to another place and leave it to me and Cheng Hao. You can inform Zheng Cheng and Ling Feifan to start a massacre!"

"Just rely on you!"

When Fang Zheng heard Chen Xiao say that he could start killing, he was furious in an instant. He made a hand-shaped knife-shaped gesture with his hands and rushed towards Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao.

The two of them looked at each other, nodded each other, looked at Fang Zheng who was rushing towards him, Chen Xiao went left, Cheng Hao went right, and dodged separately.

Fang Zheng fell behind with one move, and the two quickly turned back, each punched and kicked Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng waved his hands frequently, blocking the fists and feet of the two. At the same time, he seized the opportunity and shouted loudly. A powerful force suddenly spread out, shocking Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao to take a step back.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Zheng jumped up and chopped Cheng Hao's head. Cheng Hao knew the lethality of the Fang family's Yan Luo sword, so he did not block it. He leaned back, grabbed Fang Zheng's wrist with both hands, and kicked Fang Zheng with one leg, kicking Fang Zheng slightly.

Chen Xiao looked at the situation in front of him. When Fang Zheng was kicked high by Cheng Hao, he rushed over with a quick step, turned around and lay on Cheng Hao, kicking Fang Zheng at the same time.

Fang Zheng hit his palms when he fell down, just facing Chen Xiao's feet. Fang Zheng had a deep skill, and Chen Xiao was no match for his feet, so the result of these palms against his feet was Fang Zheng steadily pressing Chen Xiao and unable to move.

Cheng Hao, who was lying under Shen Xiao's body, felt the pressure above, shouted suddenly, and hit the ground with both palms, instantly lent Chen Xiao, allowing him to kick his feet straight and successfully kick Fang Zheng into the air.

Seeing that Chen Xiao succeeded in his attack, Cheng Hao pushed him with his palms and sent him up again. After Chen Xiao jumped up, he kicked him out and left Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng was high and Chen Xiao was low. Looking at his kick, Fang Zheng snorted coldly, and a knife cut down, hit Chen Xiao's solemn, knocking him back to the ground, and at the same time he also landed on the ground.

After Chen Xiao landed on the ground, he was afraid that Fang Zheng would continue to attack, so he hurriedly left his original position.

Cheng Hao, who was standing in the distance, rushed forward with a quick step, supported Chen Xiao's body with his hands, and kicked his feet towards Fang Zheng who fell down.

Fang Zheng couldn't dodge, but was kicked in the back by Cheng Hao and fell to the ground.

Seeing the tactic succeed again, Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao both smiled, but soon, the two returned to seriousness.

Fang Zheng slowly got up from the ground, twisted his back with his hands, turned around, and looked at Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao with a ferocious look.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was nothing, Chen Xiao said in confusion: "What medicine did he take? For example, anesthetize the nerves or excitement? But those moves clearly hit him, why didn't the effect at all?"

Cheng Hao shook his head and said, "It's not that you take medicine, it's not that you don't feel it, it's that you don't feel it at all."

Chen Xiao was shocked, his face full of disbelief.

"Don't feel it? Don't joke with Brother Cheng Hao. In terms of physical fitness, I think I'm better than Fang Zheng, but I dare not say that you kicked me. How could he have such good physical fitness as a person over 50 years old?"

Cheng Hao smiled bitterly and said, "It's not the physical strength training mentioned in the West. Fang Zheng relies on another kind."

"What?"

"This is the most famous and mysterious kung fu among the ancient Chinese martial arts, internal strength!"

"Internal strength?"

Chen Xiao's face changed drastically and he fell into deep thought.

Internal skills are the most famous mysterious kung fu in ancient Chinese martial arts. According to legend, they have practiced to an extremely profound state, but they are invulnerable to swords and guns, and they are invincible to water and fire. They have the momentum of moving mountains and rivers in every move. Even practitioners who are just starting out can strengthen their bodies.

The strength of the West emphasizes external training. Practice skin and bones but not qi, so there will be a highest indicator during training, because human skin and bones have a bearing limit. When they reach a certain level, they will stop moving forward.

For example, the close combat king Taotie Chu Feng, the sword camp, has almost reached the top physical fitness, so in normal training, at least two famous swords have to attack at the same time to barely compete with him.

However, even so, not everyone can reach the peak. At least in Shen Xiao's opinion, Chu Feng, who they unanimously agreed to be invincible in close combat, would probably be at most tied with Fang Zheng in front of him.

And this is the charm of the ancient Chinese martial arts. The cultivation of Qi training may never end. As long as you have high kung fu carrying ability, good understanding and talent, you may be able to practice internal skills to a very high level.

For example, the great martial arts masters in ancient China, Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang and Master Jueyuan of Shaolin were all figures with extremely high internal skills and almost ascended in the sun.

Now that Fang Zheng has also practiced his internal skills, Chen Xiao felt excited and at the same time he was a little worried.

On the other side, Fang Zheng sneered, shouted suddenly, and rushed towards Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao with one step.

Looking at Fang Zheng who was rushing towards him with great momentum, Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao were already ready, so they chose to avoid the frontal attack first and then counterattack the other side.

The Fang family's Yan Luo Sword is an ancient martial arts with great lethality, but in exchange for huge lethality, it is slightly lower on the technical level.

Therefore, the two of them were unable to deal with Fang Zheng's attack.

Fang Zheng lost another knife, and Chen Xiao jumped into the air, and pushed his knee to his head.

At the same time, Cheng Hao missed his hand and broke Fangzheng's knife, and a pulse force cut off his heart.

Fang Zheng, who was in crisis, had no sign of worry at all. He looked at the attacks of the two people, clenched his fists with both hands, and then his whole body was instantly covered by a steaming airflow.

Slowly, the air flow turned into a faint green, and quickly spread with a loud shout from Fangzheng.

"The inner strength of the Yan Luo Sword, the nine success power!"

As the airflow on Fang Zheng's body burst out in an instant, Chen Xiao and Cheng Hao, who had the strongest attack, were both shaken away and fell to the ground, spitting a large mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!