Rebirth: Unique in the World Chapter 302 The shocked and angry Nangong Hongheng practices warriors. There are not a single one in Hongnong City. Even if he has such masters in the Zuixian Tower.

But if you want to achieve the level of Ah San, I am afraid...

Thinking of this, Gong Shue looked at the person next to him.

That man was also one of the managers of Zuixianlou, named Wei Yeqing, a warrior with first-class skills and one of the best among the managers.

Now, Wei Yeqing's face became solemn when Asan took action.

Seeing Wei Yeqing's face change, Gongshen knew that Wei Yeqing was probably not as good as the other party in terms of external skills.

In this regard, Gongshu was even more uncertain about the origin of Asan.

Logically speaking, such a master would not be an unknown person. Why have he never heard of any news before? If it weren't for Ah San's action this time, I'm afraid no one would know about the existence of such a master.

On the other side, the field changed again.

After killing the two of them with one move, A San pinched the wrists of the other two with his broad palms, and when he squeezed them hard, the sound of the bones being crispy.

"ah!"

Two screams in succession, the two people who were caught by Asan suddenly turned pale, and the severe pain made their foreheads covered with sweat in an instant.

Asan pulled hard, the two of them staggered forward, and their hands loosened and their palms were printed heavily on their chests.

In a blink of an eye, two more corpses were added on the ground.

After doing all this, A San turned around and said respectfully: "Sir, it has been solved."

From the attacks of a few people to the death of Ah San, it only takes two or three moves in total.

I wonder if A San was born to practice martial arts and external skills. His progress can be described as a thousand miles a day in the Thirteenth Taibao's horizontal practice and the Great Power Vajra Palm.

With the complete Golden Bell Hard Qigong, A San's realm has remained firmly at the top level of the first-class mid-stage peak.

This is his previous precipitation and his own talent.

Fang Xiu had never seen A San take action during this period, but he could vaguely detect the change in the opponent's strength.

Now seeing A San's real strength changes, Fang Xiu still nodded secretly.

"It seems that the two martial arts of Thirteen Taibao Hengzheng and Dali Vajra Palm are really not wrong.

A San was born to be a talent for external skills.”

While thinking to himself, Fang Xiu nodded slightly when he heard this and said, "It's done well!"

"Sir, do you want to help Mr. Feng Ning?"

A San asked a tentative question.

In his sight, Feng Ning and Nangong Hong had reached a white-hot stage.

As the two of them fought, they could be said to have a real fire. No one wanted to hold back. They were both cruel and ruthless moves, as if they wanted to kill each other.

However, Feng Ning was injured and was obviously at a disadvantage after the battle. He was forced to retreat repeatedly by Nangong Hong.

Judging from Asan's eyesight, if there are less than thirty moves, Feng Ning should have completely lost without any accidents.

Although Fang Xiu did not move, he was actually always paying attention to Feng Ning's changes.

Now that he cooperates with the Feng family, Feng Ning must not make any mistakes. In fact, he knows what the other party thinks.

But this is not the most important thing. The idea is the idea, but it depends on the actual action. Since Feng Ning took action for them, Fang Xiu did not have the idea of ​​sitting there and watching the other party lose.

Therefore, when Fang Xiu nodded after hearing A San's inquiry, he agreed to this matter.

At this moment, Feng Ning and Gong Hong and the others did not notice any changes outside the field. They only had each other in their eyes, and the murderous intent in their eyes could no longer be suppressed.

Nangong Hong was so impressed by an iron paper fan in his hand. With the change of tricks, there was a terrifying murderous intent hidden in every move. The dark iron bones seemed to be a poisonous snake that could kill people at any time, which made Feng Ning's heart pound.

Feng Ning's face turned a little pale now. His injuries had just healed. Now that he took action so violently, it was inevitable that the injury would recur. The faint pain in his right arm affected his mind, making the movement of his true energy during his actions not as good as it was at the beginning.

boom!

A violent gust disrupted the two of them's battle, and a tall and burly figure appeared in front of Feng Ning.

A San forced Nangong Hong to retreat with one palm and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Ning, please step back, let me leave here."

A San's sudden intervention was beyond Feng Ning and Nangong Hong's expectations.

Feeling the power of Asan when he took action, Feng Ning was also secretly frightened, but he quickly reacted and said, "I would like to thank Asan for this."

As he said that, Feng Ning looked at Nangong Hong with a sneer and said, "Nangong Hong, aren't you going to attack my Feng family guest minister?

Now that my Feng family guest minister is here, do you have the courage to take action?"

Feng Ning knew in an instant that A San's strength was above him.

It is precisely because of this that Feng Ning mocked Nangong Hong, whose face was blushing.

While speaking, Feng Ning also noticed other places. When he saw the corpses on the ground, his face changed again.

He could see that these corpses were clearly shattered by the powerful palm force and were fatal. Even if he used the sealing seven fingers, he might not be able to do this.

Nangong Hong's face was gloomy and he ignored Feng Ning, but looked at A San and said, "You really want to be an enemy of my Nangong family!"

When talking about the word Nangong, Nangong Hong increased his tone and almost said it with gritted teeth.

"Asan, learn your master's skills!"

A San ignored Nangong Hong's words, said a word, and then suddenly took action. A slight sings came out. The palm wind sounded like a tiger's roar. The fierce wind slapped off a layer of the wooden ground.

“Bold!”

Nangong Hong was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that Ah San would really dare to attack him. You must know that he is the direct descendant of the Nangong family, and the other party was just a small guest minister of the Feng family. The two had very different identities.

But when he was shocked and angry, facing A San's palm power, Nangong Hong did not dare to hesitate at all. He repeatedly pointed out the iron paper fan in his hand, and at the same time, his figure quickly bullied A San's side, and his ferocious iron bones pointed at several vital points from the other party.

Asan remained unmoved, like an old pine tree that had taken root, and he was calm and calm to use the moves of the Great Power Vajra Palm.

When each palm was blasted out, the fierce palm force interrupted Nangong Hong's moves. The strong wind made Nangong Hong's chest feel stuffy and had to retreat.

Boom! Boom!

As the San's true qi was activated, blood seemed to flow, and the blue veins on his arms were protruding like dragons. The palm wind continued to compress Nangong Hong's moving space, forcing the other party to start head-on contact.
Chapter completed!