Chapter 67: Who is this bastard?

Shen Qing’s uncle in the county town is Li Linfeng. Could it be that his plan was discovered by Li Linfeng? Is Li Linfeng here?
The moment Shen Qing opened his mouth, Zhao Ba thought a lot of things at once and felt cold all over.

"Li Linfeng is a martial artist who has entered a state of great strength. I am like a naked prostitute in front of him. I can only let him do whatever he wants. There is no way I can be his opponent. If he attacks me, I will definitely die."

In a hurry, Zhao Ba instinctively circulated his energy and blood, and the Tongbei Tieshancao was stimulated by him.

All of a sudden, all the muscles in his body tensed up, bulging like iron lumps, making his cotton coat bulge out.

The originally agile body became even more muscular.

When the arrow shot towards him, it hit his back with a strange "bang" sound.

His body seemed to be covered with a layer of iron, and its hardness was far greater than that of ordinary people.

The sharp arrow failed to pierce Zhao Ba's flesh and blood, and fell weakly to the ground.

"Ok?"

After taking the arrow head-on, Zhao Ba immediately realized that this was a fucking trick.

Li Linfeng can't be so weak, he didn't even come!
Zhao Ba knew he was being played. His eyes were blazing with anger. He shouted at Shen Qing, "You're looking for death!"

puff!

However, what responded to him was a ball of white poisonous powder.

Just now Shen Qing was cheating in an attempt to distract Zhao Ba's attention.

With the cooperation of Shen Xiaohu, Zhao Ba was fooled and was distracted for a short time.

Shen Qing seized this brief opportunity, took out the poison powder he carried with him, and sprinkled it out.

This poison powder is extremely toxic and he has tried it many times and it works every time.

Even a person with perfect qi and blood can be turned upside down by this medicine.

Zhao Ba is a martial artist at the stretching level. Even if this medicine doesn't kill him, it will at least make him feel uncomfortable.

I have to say, Shen Qing's timing for spreading the poison powder was too clever.

He spread the poison, and when the poison powder spread, it coincided with Zhao Ba's roar, with his mouth wide open.

Even though he subconsciously held his breath, the poisonous powder that was coming towards him flowed through his mouth and was swallowed by him.

Very astringent, dry and a bit fishy.

It made his throat burn and he couldn't help coughing.

And after this cough, he took two deep breaths.

Zhao Ba quickly closed his eyes, retreated rapidly, and escaped from the poisonous fog.

He was very fast, but he didn't expect Shen Qing to be even faster.

His hunting skills continued to improve, and he had the ability to follow his poisonous shadow, sticking closely to Zhao Ba.

No fancy techniques.

Shen Qing simply flipped his wrist, took out a dagger, and stabbed forward.

At this moment, all the energy and blood in his body followed his consciousness and surged, and as he intended, it all flowed into his arms.

The veins on his arms bulged, the muscles expanded, and the skin was stretched tight.

He used the Lingfeng Finger's force-generating technique vividly on the dagger, with all the force concentrated on one end of the dagger.

puff!

The powerful force and speed of his arm drove the dagger, which easily pierced Zhao Ba's skin, turned over the pink flesh under the skin, and stabbed deep into his lower abdomen.

"what!"

Zhao Ba's eyes widened in disbelief.

He couldn't imagine that Shen Qing, a little-known hunter, could actually hurt him.

Zhao Ba roared loudly, raised his arm high, and smashed it down on Shen Qing like a guillotine.

Shen Qing kept his eyes on Zhao Ba's hands.

When Zhao Ba made his move, he did not hesitate, let go of the dagger, and retreated violently.
Shen Qing felt a cold light on the tip of his nose and barely avoided Zhao Ba's attack.

The two men had fought several times in four breaths, which shocked everyone else in the hall.

Before he could even react. Zhao Ba's face turned ferocious. He covered his bloody abdomen, slammed the wooden table beside him, and said angrily, "Useless! Are you all shit eaters? Don't pay up?"

Zhao Ba's voice was like the roar of a wild beast, echoing in the hall. His men were frightened by the sudden roar.

After the voice faded away, the three subordinates and younger brothers gradually reacted and rushed towards Shen Qing and the other four in groups of three or five like hungry wolves.

The scene became extremely chaotic.

Ouyang Tieniu, who was standing behind Shen Qing, opened his mouth wide, completely stunned.

He originally thought he had taken a job worth one or two taels of silver, but later on it seemed something was not right, as if it was worth twenty taels.

Now he figured it out, it’s a job worth two hundred taels!

Kill the local tyrants in the West City area!

Ouyang Tieniu thought about replacing Zhao Ba, but he couldn't do it.

The first thought that came to Ouyang Tieniu’s mind was to run.

Zhao Ba's martial arts training has reached the level of stretching. No matter how hard these little shrimps fight, they will never be able to defeat him.

He won't make this money anymore.

No matter how easy it is to make money, he has to live to spend it.

But the person on the other side couldn't tolerate him.

Their retreat was blocked early on.

"Xiao Hu, shoot arrows from the dark and kill as many as you can!" Shen Qing shouted outside at this time, and his voice spread far away.

As soon as he finished speaking, a hidden arrow shot towards him.

It is easy to dodge an open spear but hard to guard against a hidden arrow.

Zhao Ba's men and younger brothers in the hall suddenly became restrained.

"Don't worry about the people outside. Those broken arrows can't kill you. Just go up and kill them all."

Zhao Ba pulled out the dagger and twisted the wound on his stomach hard. The muscles inside the bloody hole, which were as thick as fingers, began to wriggle and twisted tightly together, stopping the bleeding.

Under his command, the three men seemed to have made up their minds and rushed forward regardless of the hidden arrows from outside the house.

Yang Zhaoping, Xiao Zhi and even Ouyang Tieniu who followed them, had to bite the bullet and fight under such circumstances.

A melee broke out between the two sides.

The tables and chairs in the lobby were overturned, cups and plates were smashed, and the whole place was in a mess.

"Shen Qing, very good." Zhao Ba stared at Shen Qing and said with gritted teeth: "I will definitely twist your head off and use it as a urinal."

boom!
He hasn't finished speaking yet.

A burly black shadow came forward and slapped him on the wound on his abdomen.

Before he understood what was happening, he felt a tremendous force beneath him, and both he and the chair were smashed hard against the wall behind them before they stopped.

"Wow!"

The wound that had just healed recurred due to such interference. A stream of blood gushed out from the wound and he felt severe pain.

Coincidentally, the poison powder had already begun to take effect.

Zhao Ba felt as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little panicked.

He didn't expect Shen Qing to be so difficult to deal with, with one move following another, one ring following another.

Moreover, this strength is clearly at a level above the perfection of Qi and blood.

"Damn it, who the hell is this bastard?"

Zhao Ba cursed inwardly, blood spurting from his mouth, and yelled to his men, "Kill him quickly."

One of Zhao Ba's men took advantage of Shen Qing's unpreparedness and attacked from behind.

Shen Qing felt a gust of cold wind coming and quickly dodged to the side. At the same time, he swung his arm, exerting force from his arm and swept the man away with one arm.

Then he rushed to Zhao Ba without delay and punched him.

(End of this chapter)

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