The sticks swept like a strong wind, and Zhou Jing simply used these shopkeepers as a companion, practicing the romantic footwork, boxing, and the apostle's own "middle-level gun technique", which became more and more handy.

The "martial arts" qualification of the No. 4 Apostle is a purple-level genius level, and has also been assisted with accelerated practice, which is like a tiger with wings.

Martial arts skills grow rapidly in actual combat, and muscle memory is formed at a rapid speed.

After a while, the panel actually popped up information about upgrading proficiency.

[[Zhongshi Gunning Technique] has been upgraded]

[Current level: Lv2-(Proficient)]

[【Martial Arts School-Rapiding Lift】Have mastered]

[Current level: Lv1-(Beginner)]

Upgrade is very fast!

Zhou Jing's eyes lit up. As his qualifications grew, his practice efficiency also increased. He became more and more excited when fighting.

...

When Zhou Jing was besieged by hundreds of people, the farmers who followed him had already hurriedly retreated aside, watched anxiously, but did not dare to get involved.

Zhang San held the fork hard, and the veins on the back of his hand stretched out. He wanted to rush in to help Zhou Jing several times, but when he saw the crowd of black shopkeepers, he couldn't help but feel afraid and his legs were out of control.

He was an ordinary man, but with his bloody courage, he followed Zhou Jing to the Wu family.

When he really arrived at the place, Zhang San saw that the Wu family was full of power, and his boiling blood couldn't help but feel cold. The Wu family's past power surged into his heart, making him hesitate and didn't know what to do.

At this time, a large number of people watching the show were surrounded outside the manor, and most of the people in the village gathered over, and they were all surprised and discussed.

Soon, Li Chun and the other two finally arrived hurriedly, pushed away the crowd outside the courtyard, and squeezed in. At a glance, they saw Zhou Jing, who was surrounded but was rampant, and were stunned.

"It's really brother Chen Feng..."

Li Chun covered his forehead, feeling speechless.

Brother Chen agreed to go to Wujiazhuang to reject the invitation. Why did such a simple thing start to fight? What kind of thing are they doing?

Lu Yunzhao was also puzzled: "Wujiazhuang was quite polite before, why did Brother Chen suddenly meet them? What should I do now?"

"This..." Li Chun also had a headache.

If he faces dozens or hundreds of people, he will not say a word and greet the two leaders.

But where can hundreds of shopkeepers in the field be dealt with?

At this time, Lu Xinniang did not hesitate, pulled out her short knife and shouted:

"I'm talking about so many things. The Chen brother is alone and he can't come forward to help me?"

After the words came, she rushed directly into the shopkeeper, her figure was light and agile, and the cold light of the fast knife flashed continuously, and she poked several people over while the rise and fall.

All his girls were on the way, and Lu Yunzhao had no choice but to take off the two long objects behind him, peel off the cloth, revealing the dark iron maces, and rushed into the battle group.

"What's the point of bullying more people? Take my mace!"

Lu Yunzhao's temperament also came to his mind. He swung his maces, with great force and roaring through the air.

He strode forward, and the surrounding villager was smashed by him and his sticks, and he was equally brave enough to knock down all the people in the way.

"Forget it... Brother Chen Feng, I'll help you!"

Li Chun had no choice but to say anything hidden in his tracks. He shook his hands and two daggers popped up from his sleeves.

Then he kicked up and kicked a shopkeeper with his back to him. Then he turned his body and wiped the neck of a guard guard next to him. He made a tricky move and had all his skills.

The three Green Forest Powers attacked Zhou Jing inside and outside, and caught the shopkeepers off guard.

The formation of hundreds of shopkeepers was chaotic at the naked eye.

On the other side, Wu Fang kept holding a whistle stick and flew around. Although he was angry, he was scared of Zhou Jing and did not dare to go forward and fight Zhou Jing easily.

Seeing that someone intervened, Wu Fang was very angry. He held the stick and met Lu Xinniang, who was leading the way, and shouted:

"Thief! I dare to disturb me, let's see!"

He lifted the stick hard and poked it out. He was so strong that he was very strict. He was obviously not a good person, but also a real martial arts.

Lu Xinniang was not afraid, but she turned sideways to avoid the stabbing, and brushed the short knife in her hand against the stick rod to Wu Fang's finger, flowing water.

Wu Fang was startled and hurriedly shook the stick and wanted to start a short sword, but he didn't expect that Lu Xinniang's sword skills were quite good. She let him change several moves, and the blade was always stuck to the stick, which almost forced him to let go.

The two of them took three or four moves in the blink of an eye. Wu Fang felt very troubled and was at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Lu Yunzhao rushed out of the slant and saw someone pestering his sister. He immediately roared and swept his maces across his chest.

Wu Fang quickly held the stick and blocked it.

clang!

He was immediately struck by lightning, and stepped back with only Lu Yunzhao's attack, and the tiger's mouth exploded and blood burst out.

Seeing that Lu Yunzhao was about to kill him, Wu Fang was so scared that he was so angry that he quickly used his strength to escape and hid behind the shopkeeper.

"Who are these people?!"

Wu Fang looked full of fear. He usually claimed to be extraordinary in martial arts, but he didn't expect that the three people who suddenly appeared were all good players, as if they could easily take him down.

At this moment, Zhou Jing, who was rushing in the crowd, suddenly shouted loudly:

"If you are not afraid of death, come here!"

The roar was like a lion and tiger roaring, and the sound was as loud as thunder.

Many shopkeepers were breathing suffocated and felt fearful. They hurriedly took a few steps back and left a piece of open space.

At this time, everyone was shocked to find that hundreds of tourists were lying on the ground, and the ground was covered with wailing wounded people.

Zhou Jing fucked about a hundred people alone, and three sticks were broken. At this time, he was full of fierce aura, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

The talent [Evil Qi] was released continuously, which made the remaining shopkeepers frightened and their hands and feet trembled. They surrounded them, but they didn't dare to kill them easily.

Zhou Jing had a break from rest, twisted his neck, took a breath, and slowly recovered his strength.

The current attribute of the Apostle No. 4 is enough to kill in and out of hundreds of people, but it is not that easy to completely defeat hundreds of people. [Evil Qi] can shock the remaining enemies and is very helpful to him.

Zhou Jinghu looked at everyone, then lifted the whistle stick upside down and strode forward.

The shopkeeper surrounding him kept retreating.

With both heart and courage, many guards threw their sticks and ran away, like birds and beasts scattered.

Soon, Zhou Jing stood in front of the Wu family and pointed at Wu Zhen and others with a stick, shouting: "Go forward and die!"

Wu Zhen was trembling all over, frightened and angry, and spoke hoarsely, roaring with hatred:

"Chen Feng! My Wujiazhuang has no worries with you in the past. Why did you ruin my family business for generations?!"

He couldn't understand why it turned out like this.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jing grinned:

"You have been in business for generations? You have been in the blood and sweat for generations of farmers! You have enjoyed the blessings of generations, and you have been able to make it, and it is not a pity to go on the road!"

"Madman! Come on!"

Wu Zhen's eyes were so angry that he roared, and he came up with a stick, as if he was dying together.

But the next moment, Zhou Jing's whistle stick suddenly came out of the hole like a yellow dragon, like a big gun being poked out. Before Wu Zhen could react, he suddenly poked his face with lightning speed.

Puff!

The tip of the rod penetrates the skull and breaks out of the brain!

Zhou Jing shook his hands and pulled out the stick.

Wu Zhen's strong body fell to the ground, and he lost his life. He was killed instantly when he met him.

"Ah, second brother!"

Wu Fang shouted shrillly.

Zhou Jing suddenly flew forward and smashed Wu Fang's head with a stick, as if he had broken a rotten watermelon.

Wu Changgui sat on the ground with wide eyes, staring at the figure like a hill blocking the sunlight in front of him, and panicked: "No! Don't kill me! I still have..."

Bang!

Zhou Jing was not comfortable with his noise and gave him the bill with a stick.

He then turned around and looked at the frightened shopkeeper and the village man in the audience. He was filled with violent aura. He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted like thunder:
Chapter completed!