"The Golden Body Technique, the fifth level is perfect!"

Diao Wenjing's face was full of incredibleness, and her feet retreated continuously, looking at Sun Heng gritting her teeth and said, "This is impossible. You have just advanced to the internal energy for not long!"

As the signature of Feng Ziwu, a sect of the Yanfu School, he naturally would not miss the Golden Body Master.

This technique is publicly displayed in the Yanfu School Collection Building.

However, ordinary gang members are not qualified to practice, and those who are qualified to choose to practice this skill will rarely choose it.

As for the fifth level of golden body skills, even Feng Ziwu's nephews, no one has achieved it at present.

And the young man in front of him is said to have just been advancing for several months!

“Nothing is impossible.”

Sun Heng let go of the bloody corpse on his hands expressionlessly, slowly blocking the middle of Xifengkou.

His condition was not very good at this time. His upper body was completely broken and his chest was red.

His left arm was also stabbed by Diao Wenjing's two guns in multiple places, with bloodstains everywhere, and he could hardly exert force.

However, his body was still as stable as a mountain, and his strong aura made Diao Wenjing unable to help but shrink his body.

After breathing slowly, Sun Heng said quietly to the other party: "Let me take action, let me send you down to accompany him!"

"you……"

Diao Wenjing's face shook, and she couldn't help but take two steps back again. Looking back, she was almost at the narrow mountain road.

hateful!

If I hadn't stayed here, I would have a chance to escape!

Now, the road ahead is cut off, and without Shao An's leadership, it is impossible to pass behind!

"Brother Sun."

With his throat rolling, Diao Wenjing forced a flattering smile on his face: "Actually, you and I have no grudges and no grudges, everything is Shao An's fault. Since he is dead, why don't we turn swords into jade?"

"Oh!"

Sun Heng twitched: "Do you think this is possible?"

He immediately took big steps and forced himself toward the other party.

Diao Wenjing retreated repeatedly, speaking in a hurry: "I have money, and I have brought a lot of good things from the mountain, which I can give to you without leaving any!"

"oh!"

Sun Heng paused, but after a moment he sneered: "If you kill you, everything is mine!"

"Peng!"

When the earth shook, Sun Heng said nothing, and punched him in the chest.

The fist wind was faintly rolling like thunder, wrapped in the Wuwhistle Mountain Wind, and crashed hard towards Diao Wenjing.

Now, what is the use of the verbal skills?

"I'll fight you!"

Seeing that Sun Heng had no intention of giving in, Diao Wenjing had to grit her teeth, roar with a sad roar, and rushed over with a gun.

His spear technique is exquisite, sometimes up and down, and his slashing is uncertain, and his strength changes are even more clever. The short spear turns into mysterious trajectories. During the swallowing and spit, huge force emerges, which is enough to open the monument and crack the stone.

The ordinary third-rate internal energy must have cracked the sternum under his attack and there is no possibility of survival.

However, at this moment, his eyes were full of despair and reluctance!

Facing the two guns that came, Sun Heng's mind was quiet and clear. The trajectory formed by the spear was like ripples on the water, all falling into his senses.

He admired this exquisite marksmanship, but was not afraid of it.

"Dang chang..."

Sun Heng's fist and palm change, his movements are simple and rapid, refreshing and neat, and most of them are straightforward and extremely fierce.

Facing the double guns, he could block them if he could, and resisted them if he couldn't. With his strong strength and unbreakable golden body, he suppressed Diao Wenjing backed backwards.

Facing such an opponent, Diao Wenjing will undoubtedly feel frustrated, and her whole body is full of strength and has nowhere to be used.

"Peng!"

When they collided again, Diao Wenjing's body trembled, and blood was already overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

The increasingly serious damage to the internal organs made him unable to suppress it.

"Peng!"

The two guns trembled, and there was a sudden disagreement in Diao Wenjing's perfect shooting technique.

Under the sensation of the energy, Sun Heng changed his palm technique and slapped him hard along the flaws.

"when……"

Diao Wenjing couldn't hold on, and a short gun had already flew out of his hand and put it into the rock on one side.

His eyes turned red, his mouth wide open, his mouth and tongue were covered in blood. With a roar, he was about to fight again.

It’s a pity that he has no chance!

"Peng!"

A palm hit Diao Wenjing's chest, and a huge force emerged, directly knocking him onto the rocks on one side.

"Click..."

The rocks cracked, and cracks slowly emerged around Diao Wenjing's body.

Sun Heng's expression remained unchanged. He took another step forward, bent his knees and raised his fists, and his fists were pouring towards Diao Wenjing, who was close to the rocks, as if he was storm.

"Boom..."

The rocks shattered and kept rolling from top to bottom. In a moment, they were piled up to more than one person tall.

Diao Wenjing's body was deeply trapped in the rocks under the bombardment of Sun Heng's fists, and was completely buried by gravels.

"Woo...woo..."

The wind is still howling, and the shrill whistling at the West Wind Guest for years covers the strange noises here.

"Ka...da..."

Sun Heng's footsteps were sore and soft that he took several steps. His body shook, and finally he squatted down against Shanyan.

“Hu…hu…”

The heavy breathing sound came from his mouth, and the soreness of his muscles all over his body also lost its suppression and rushed up.

"hiss……"

The indifference on his face finally dissipated, and Sun Heng's mouth twitched, and it took him a long time to crawl out of the ground with gritted teeth.

Facing two second-rate masters, even if he wins, he will not have paid a price.

At least, in a short period of time, his injuries will be difficult to recover.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Heng stepped towards the mountain road.

Slowly searching along the mountain path, and finally in the corner of the temporary camp, Sun Heng finally found what he wanted.

The two packages were heavy and very heavy, and one of them was still very long, and seemed to have weapons hidden.

Obviously, this is what Diao Wenjing and Shao An brought out from the mountain.

They didn't hide it very much, probably because they felt that it wouldn't take much time to deal with Sun Heng, and it was not worth wasting energy for it.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Sun Heng squatted at the entrance of the cave, and opened the two packages in turn with the dim halo.

The light comes into view.

Jewelry, treasure, luxury jewelry!

The least valuable one is gold!!!

"I'm rich!"

The light in front of him made Sun Heng even forget the pain in his body, his big mouth cracked, and he was secretly happy.

Of course, besides these gold and silver treasures, there are some other things.

Among them, what made Sun Heng most excited were undoubtedly those three secret books.

"Seventeen Styles of Crushing the Wind"

The font is flying and flying, elegant and elegant. But these five big words made Sun Heng's eyes slightly move, and he couldn't help but rub it with his hands several times.

Open it and see, this is a top-notch swordsmanship secret!

The second book.

"A Thousand Miles of Duckweed"

This is a superb light skill, and Sun Heng has long heard of the famous light body skill of the Yanfu School.
To be continued...