The force of the stick stirred up strong winds and huge waves, and a thin young man, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing golden armor and a pheasant tail crown on his head, surrounded Zhang Kun.

Amidst the sharp roar, a stick fell, like a landslide.

"Is this the Golden Monkey?"

Zhang Kunchu felt that it was an eye-opener.

Of course he didn't want to stay in the palace overnight.

When I was chasing Cui Yuming before, I was not in a hurry to use all my strength to kill him...until I chased him into the inner city and entered the imperial city, I killed Cui Yuming on the spot in the Yangxin Hall.

In front of thousands of people, in front of those masters who were spying secretly, he killed the second manager in the palace.

What is this called? This is called knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger.

Murder and heart-wrenching.

To put it bluntly, it is to establish prestige.

We are barefoot and you wear shoes.

If you are not afraid of death, come and have a chance.

The reason why I am so arrogant and arrogant is because I am trying to catch a duck, and I have to do it as a last resort.

A strange combination of circumstances forged a grudge, and step by step forced Zhang Kun to carry out this heart-breaking plan.

He has now basically figured out the far-reaching impact of the massacre of Li Xiaowan's family.

Also, the incident involving the child at Green Willow Village caused great damage to the reputation of the old lady in the palace.

He turned out to be the first, sharpest, and easiest knife to break.

It is conceivable that Cui Yuming's interception will not be the last, nor will it be the strongest.

All high-ranking people have one thing in common, that is, they cannot tolerate any disobedience.

Not to mention having someone step on her nose and make her pee.

If Zhang Kun doesn't die, some people will definitely feel very uncomfortable.

Therefore, it basically makes no difference to Zhang Kun whether to kill Chen Fengming as the head catcher, or whether to kill Cui Yuming and the city gate officials.

Anyway, it’s a needle in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, isn’t it?

Then it would be better to blow things up completely and make a big fuss.

The beating made everyone fearful and shrink their necks.

Anyone who really wants to deal with himself must have a bloody mind.

At that time, you will be safe.

No longer do we have to go through those days of being on guard day and night.

Of course, I want to do this.

There is still one more level to pass.

Zhang Kun had already been mentally prepared.

When the golden shadow fluttered like the wind and the stick fell from the sky, his heart was as calm as a flat lake, with no sadness, no joy, no worries and no fear.

Even if this is a deep palace garden, even if there is a mountain of military forces not far away.

So what?

I have one sword for myself.

The world is full of possibilities.

After blocking thirty-six sticks in a row, Zhang Kun's legs had already sunk into the granite floor, up to his knees...

Traces of spider webs split open on the spot and spread out on the ground of the square, which was shocking.

The thin and short figure was still in mid-air. When his strength was about to be exhausted, he had already put away his stick.

Pull out a few stick flowers, do a somersault upside down, and settle down without being surprised.

He reached forward with his stick, and his eyes showed surprise: "It turns out to be the Blood-Eyed Crazy Sword... You were ranked among the top four talents in the capital, as famous as me. I thought it was just a random joke by ignorant people. Now it seems that it is not the case.

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He tapped the head of the stick lightly, and the gold-inlaid brow-level stick as thick as a baby's fist suddenly trembled.

The head of the stick is rounded, buzzing and vibrating.

Obviously he is accumulating strength...

The next blow was extraordinary.

"You're not bad either. Gong Hou's reputation has long been known to the ears. I heard that he also served as the leader of the guard beside the emperor. He is already a high-ranking official and well-paid at a young age, and he has an amazing artistic talent."

Flames danced slightly in Zhang Kun's eyes, and he praised softly: "If you want to keep me, this set of stick skills alone is not enough. Although your stick is strong and powerful, it can't penetrate my unbreakable sword."

net."

Received thirty-six sticks.

Zhang Kun also had some understanding of Gong Baosen's power and speed.

The opponent held a heavy weapon in his hand and waved it like straw. His body was obviously well-trained and his bones were as strong as fine steel.

Although she looks thin, she has divine power inside...

A stick swung down has the force of a thousand kilograms, and most people would be dead if they hit it.

What's even more amazing is that this guy has not only made great achievements in strength training, but also practiced body and footwork, taking the path of all-round development.

His body moves up and down, like the reincarnation of a monkey. Even in mid-air, afterimages can be seen.

The body of the stick can be twisted at will, and the head of the stick can be pointed in any direction and shot from any angle.

No matter how awkward or uncomfortable the angle is when the stick is drawn, it can still exert a powerful force...

It can be said that the stick is as strong as a mountain and the leap is like the wind.

A master of this level of strength would basically not be able to kill him without five or six quick shooters who could block him in a small environment and shoot him.

Emperor Guangxu chose this person to be the leader of the imperial guard, and he could be regarded as a wise man.

No wonder he dared to step forward and take action alone without calling for help.

'This is looking down on me.'

Zhang Kun grinned, stretched his left arm forward, and waved: "Come on, Gong Monkey, your name is the Golden Monkey, and you are ranked first among the four talents. I am not convinced. Whatever skills you have, use them all."

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"Okay, when it comes to bravery and bravery, you are number one in the capital."

A smile spread across Gong Baosen's lips, his eyes became sharp and murderous, his body's energy and blood flowed loudly, and his aura suddenly increased.

"Just take my Qingtian stick!"

He shouted sharply and dived forward, dragging the tail of his stick backwards.

My feet were confused, I was swooping left and right...

In an instant, he threw himself seven feet in front of Zhang Kun.

A heavy step...

As the masonry exploded, the thin figure suddenly leaped into the sky like a cloud and mist.

In mid-air, he leaned back and bent into an arch shape. He held the stick behind the head with both hands and knocked the stick head down with a thud.

When this stick was released, it first had overlapping stick shadows, and it hit an unknown direction, covering a three-foot radius around Zhang Kun's body.

When it was about to fall, dozens of stick shadows turned into one stick, causing thunderous booms and even ripples in the air.

"Good stick technique."

He felt the strong wind surrounding his body as if it were substantial, preventing him from dodging in all directions.

At the same time, the stick is approaching, as if it has a locking function. No matter where you dodge, you cannot escape the stick's blow.

Zhang Kun admired in his heart, but he was also used to the unscientific martial arts of this era.

Martial arts are achieved by fighting, not practicing.

The murderous intention is hidden, the mind is mixed, and the energy is gathered in every move, every move is a dead hand.

The power of the mind can not only intimidate opponents and turn illusion into substance; it can also be used to add invisible power to weapons, fists and feet.

As a result, there are many incredible and wonderful uses.

This is something that people who only practice strength and speed and only know how to compete in competitions will never understand.

The same strength, the same speed, the same exquisite boxing skills, whether there is instillation of mind, whether there is the determination to tear the opponent to pieces and break the world, the difference is huge.

God is, will is, and I am.

At this moment, the moves are actually not that important.
To be continued...