Meng Xinghun was standing in the wilderness wearing bat armor. It was midnight and it was pitch black everywhere, and he was waiting for someone.

He was waiting for Tie Chenggang. Afu told him that Tie Chenggang would pass by here within half an hour, and the three friends of Huangshan would fly from another direction, block Tie Chenggang here and kill him to silence him.

The three friends of Huangshan are famous martial arts worlds. They practice swordsmanship in seclusion on Huangshan for almost a lifetime. Everyone's sword skills are extremely advanced. Anyone who faces the sword head-on with Meng Xinghun can knock down the sword in his hands within 200 moves.

But if Meng Xinghun wants to kill them, he only needs to prepare for six months. His excellent swordsmanship does not mean that he will kill people, just like a man with more than a dozen children does not mean that he understands love.

Today, Meng Xinghun was waiting for the three friends in Huangshan here, but he was not going to kill them. Afu had already prepared the three friends in Huangshan at the Arkham Asylum. Meng Xinghun came to invite them to the hospital for treatment.

Now Meng Xinghun wants to capture the three friends in Huangshan, which is easier than killing them. It doesn’t take six months, just one punch.

Tianma Meteor Fist!

Meng Xinghun himself did not expect that the starting style was slow and stupid, the background music was harsh and noisy, but after waving his fist, he actually practiced the boxing technique as beautiful as a mythical within a month.

Afu said that Meng Xinghun's Tianma Meteor Fist was just an entry-level, and the number of punches in an instant reached 100, but one hundred percent of the 100,000 punches in the highest level of the young man who created this set of boxing skills swung 100,000 in an instant.

Meng Xinghun already felt it was incredible. It was a boxing technique that flew out from a hundred white meteors with one move!

Meng Xinghun suffered a lot and sweated a lot this month.

Ah Fu forced him to put on a green tights and followed him around Wayne Manor every day. After running, he had to swing his fists at the air and smash the stones after swinging his fists...

Don't stop from morning to night until you are tired and limp.

Meng Xinghun could tolerate the hardships and fatigues. What he could not bear was that he had to shout some very shameful words when practicing.

For example: "This is youth!" "Run towards the sunset, boy!" "Burning! My little universe!"...

Once Meng Xinghun resisted a little, Afu was merciless and fisted and beat Meng Xinghun to the face, making her face swollen. Afu even hugged him and cried, saying that this was all for your own good, hitting you, hurting my heart and other nonsense.

After this practice, Meng Xinghun was surprised to find that he had learned nothing except some muscles.

Seeing this, Afu muttered: "Even if you use the same method to practice in different worlds, you can't do it." Then he gave him a piece of crystal and a piece of crystal with the starry sky inside.

This magical crystal melted into his body, and from then on his Tianma Meteor Fist really began to get started, feeling a strange force that was different from internal force gushing out of his body.

Afu told him that the crystal was called the "Small Universe" ability seed crystal.

While learning the Tianma Meteor Fist, Meng Xinghun suddenly remembered - what is the meaning of shame training and beatings in green tights every day before?

He sighed secretly. Even after thinking about this, Meng Xinghun no longer felt angry. Once a person gets used to certain things, even if they are unwilling to do those things, he will enjoy them over time. The transformation of a person is slowly completed in this inadvertent manner.

Perhaps Ah Fu also wanted to better use the Tianma Meteor Fist. Meng Xinghun discovered that as long as he was excited, full of fighting spirit and passionate, the Tianma Meteor Fist would be like a tiger's wings when used.

The sound of running appeared on the dark field. Meng Xinghun turned on the night vision mode of the bat helmet and saw a green figure staggeringly running in the distance, and kept watching behind while running, as if he was afraid that someone would chase him.

There was almost no complete place on his body. Most of his hair was burned, his face was deformed, his pair of clothes were sunny, red as red as blood, his lips were like dry and chapped like soil that had been drought for a long time.

The man ran to Meng Xinghun for more than ten steps away before seeing Meng Xinghun through the hazy moonlight. He was immediately shocked and fell to the ground.

"Who are you!"

The man reacted differently from the villagers and did not regard Meng Xinghun as a monster. In addition to being a little surprised at first, he was extremely brave.

Meng Xinghun did not answer him, and three more figures of flying over him using light skills appeared in his night vision.

Three Taoist men wearing blue cloth hugged, with apricot yellow sword spears flying behind their backs, and their white beards flying in the wind, just like three gods who have been no longer in the world for a long time.

The three of them stood in a shape of a pin, and vaguely surrounded Tie Chenggang and Meng Xinghun in the middle.

The Taoist who stood in the middle of the three said loudly: "Who is your lord? Are you a friend from the world who came to help us capture the murderer, or a fellow party member of the murderer?"

Meng Xinghun recognized him, and Afu had detailed information about the three friends in Huangshan, and the one who spoke was Taoist Yiquan.

Standing on the right side of Yiquan, Yiyun sneered and said, "Why do you have to talk nonsense with this guy who pretends to be a ghost, dressed up like a monster? Who would he be a good person if he appeared here in the middle of the night?"

Yishi Taoist did not say anything, but his hand had already pressed on the hilt of the sword.

"Is it Tie's friend? Why do you dress up like this?"

Tie Chenggang asked in disbelief that since he was chased by the three friends of Huangshan, he had no friends in the world. But after hearing the words of the three friends of Huangshan, it seemed that the warrior in black-clad black armor was not with them.

The black-armored warrior said in a low and hoarse voice: "I admire Baitman--!"

Huangshan Sanyou and Tie Chenggang were both stunned.

After reciting this spell of unknown significance, the black-armored warrior took out a small black box and said to Yiquan: "Who did the case of the tragic death of seventy-nine young men in the 'Wanjing Villa' a month ago? Are you?"

Yiyun Dao's face sank and said angrily: "No one in the world dares to talk to the three friends of Huangshan, the boy is looking for death!"

Yiquan stopped Yiyun, who was about to take action with anger, shook his head slightly at Yiyun.

Yiquan is very confident in his swordsmanship. With his two brothers by his side, he is confident that he will defeat 99% of the masters in the world.

But there are still one percent of the masters, and the three friends in Huangshan have to be resentful on the spot, such as the old man who Tie Chenggang is going to join and the old man's minions.

No one would wear black armor in the wilderness for no reason and wait for three friends in Huangshan in the wild for no reason. Yiquan thought it would be better to deal with it with caution.

Yiquan said: "You are the old man? Don't be deceived by Tie Chenggang. I saw their seven brothers kill with their own eyes. When they came out of Wanjing Villa, they were still covered with blood on their knife!"

"Didi!"

The small box in the black-armored warrior suddenly screamed sharply. What mechanism did the black-armored warrior press? The box calmed down again. He pointed the box at Tie Chenggang and asked, "It was you 'Seven Warriors' who did the case of 'Wanjing Villa'?"

Tie Chenggang shook his head and said, "Our brothers rushed to Wanjing Villa. The villa was already murdered and set fire. When they came out of the villa, they ran into three friends in Huangshan. They were going to kill and silence them. I am afraid that this case cannot be separated from them. I have evidence I got from the villa..."

Taoist Yiyun interrupted with anger and said, "Don't be angry if you are evil!"

The black-armored warrior looked at the box, reached out and pointed at Tiecheng Gang and said, "You are not lying."

His arm moved and his fingers pointed at the three friends of Huangshan. The black-armored warrior's voice became extremely cold: "You lie!"

The three friends in Huangshan looked terrified and drew their long swords together. The sword was like frost, reflecting the bright moonlight.

On the dark field, the moonlight was washed by the night breeze, and the black-armored warrior formed a confrontation with the three swordsmen, and the death fight was about to break out!
Chapter completed!