Text Text_Chapter 332 Xingyi Seven Fists
The doctors on duty in the middle of the night in the entire hospital were alarmed, and they ran back and forth one by one with a panicked look.
The young master of the Ye family, he was just beaten and admitted to the hospital the day before, and he was just going to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, but tonight, he was attacked and beaten again, this time, it was even more serious than the previous one, and he had several broken ribs, and he had to recuperate in the hospital for ten days and eight days.
The police from the police station also arrived overnight.
Director Zheng Chengming frowned all night, and his face was like black charcoal.
"Judging from the modus operandi, it is the same person who attacked and beat Ye Xingchen in the alley before. After the deputy director Chen Feng came to investigate, his brows furrowed even tighter, "The surveillance video of the hospital has been retrieved, but there is nothing to be found - there are cameras everywhere in the hospital, how did he avoid it?"
Zheng Chengming's face was also extremely gloomy.
"Judging from the modus operandi of the crime, this person's anti-reconnaissance ability is too sophisticated, and it will be difficult to find out for a while. Not even fingerprints were left at the scene. ”
Chen Fenglai couldn't help but sigh, "What kind of person is it that dares to sneak attack the young master of the Ye family like this again and again." ”
Two hours later, Ye Xingchen was pushed out of the emergency room.
He had already woken up, but his face was like black coal.
There are several more layers of bandages on his body, and at first glance he looks like a mummy. It was as if a thousand feet of angry flames were erupting in his chest. But he didn't dare to attack, and the slightest movement would pull up the pain nerves in his body, like a needle piercing his soul.
I could only widen my eyes, full of hatred and anger in my heart.
The face is hard to see the extreme.
suffered a big loss under two of the same methods, and the person who knocked the sticks behind his back was simply humiliating his dignified young master of the Ye family.
I can't swallow this breath.
Ye Xingchen couldn't help but want to roar, but it turned out that he pulled the wound, and the pain was heart-rending in an instant, and his eyes turned black and he fell unconscious.
One night is peaceful, and the sun rises in the east.
Pengcheng, inside a mansion villa.
Qian Yilan and her mother Wan Yu stayed awake all night.
Stay in the room.
In the room, a figure lay on the bed, wrapped in white bandages, motionless.
"Lan'er, thanks to you, otherwise, even if your father can save his life, he will become a waste. It's going to be worse than killing him. Wan Yu sighed.
Qian Yilan glanced back at the figure on the bed at this moment, and her heart was also secretly relieved.
The mother and daughter didn't dare to close their eyes all night.
Because after the divine doctor Jiang Renxin was invited, he immediately rescued Qianyan, and in the end, he was covered with black jade pulse continuation ointment.
"Doctor Jiang Renxin said that as long as Dad spends the night safely and there are no accidents, then there is a ninety percent chance of complete recovery. Qian Yilan's expression finally relaxed a lot, and then her eyes fell on Wan Yu, and she said solemnly, "Mom, you can tell me now, what is going on with Dad's injury?"
Wan Yu looked stunned.
There was silence.
Half-ringing, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Lan'er, don't ask more about this matter." With your strength, even if you know, it's useless. ”
"Mom, tell me. Qian Yilan said anxiously, "Although the news came back that my father was injured by the Seven Abyss Evil Sect, which sect of the Seven Abyss Evil Sect was it? Also, why did they suddenly attack my father for no reason." ”
These are all questions that linger in Qianyilan's mind, because of Qianyan's serious injuries before, she has endured not to say it, but now, she finally can't help but ask.
However, Wan Yu never had the intention of telling Qian Yilan the truth.
"All in all, this is a personal grudge between your father and the Seven Abyss Evil Sect, don't ask too much. Wan Yu sighed and said, "Lan'er, your talent is good, if your strength can break through to the dark power, this matter can naturally be told to you." ”
Qian Yilan pursed her red lips.
But now, he is only in the late stage of Mingjin Sanpin, although he is good among the younger generation, but he is still too far away from Dark Jin.
How many warriors can turn light into darkness and become a dark powerhouse?
Qian Yilan knew her mother's character, so she didn't ask forcibly, but secretly made up her mind and clenched her fist lightly.
Dark energy.
That's what you're aiming for.
On the mountain behind the bauhinia.
The morning glow is ten thousand rays, the golden light is shining, and the beauty is breathtaking.
The figure swayed, like a snake shadow sliding by, leaving a touch of horror in the depths of people's hearts, which was terrifying.
Xingyi Snake Fist!
No, it should be the condensed and fused Xingyi Snake Fist.
Early in the morning, Luo Feng had already come to the Bauhinia Back Mountain, not surprisingly, before Qian Yilan came back, Luo Feng began to practice boxing by himself, and repeatedly hit Xingyi Snake Boxing several times in one breath.
Suddenly I had a feeling.
Fusion makes a move.
It synthesizes the essence of the first thirty moves of Xingyi Snake Fist.
Like a spirit snake coming out of the hole, it carries a cold and piercing breath, which is unguardable.
Weird and awesome.
Bang!
The Xingyi snake fist slammed into a large tree on one side.
In an instant, the trunk of the big tree was blasted out of a hole.
Smoke rises.
Luo Feng's face was calm, and his calm eyes wiped a trace of joy.
Even if it's just a trick, it's an unexpected surprise.
"Over time, if you can integrate the full set of Xingyi Fist, then the power must be amazing. Luo Feng muttered to himself, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Since Xingyimen said that he secretly learned their martial arts, then--Luo Feng decided from the moment he saw the hero's post, what happened to him just wanting to steal it?
Luo Feng has already understood.
The Xingyi fist of Xingyi Gate, the most core, mainly has seven fists.
Xingyi Snake Fist!
Xingyi Leopard Boxing!
Xingyi Crane Boxing!
Xingyi Tiger Boxing!
Xingyi Eagle Fist!
Xingyi Monkey Boxing!
Xingyi Mantis Boxing!
Xingyi Seven Fists is the absolute core of Xingyi Sect martial arts.
Of course, according to the information that Luo Feng learned from Jiang Shuai, even if he was in the Xingyi Sect, there were almost no martial artists who also cultivated the Xingyi Seven Fists. After all, a person's energy is limited, and if he can specialize in mastering one of them, it is much better than practicing seven punches at the same time, but it only involves the skin.
Ke Luo Feng is so 'greedy'.
His goal is the Seven Fists of Xingyi.
Xingyi Leopard Boxing has been completely integrated, and early this morning, Xingyi Snake Boxing has also made a big breakthrough.
This trend made Luo Feng very satisfied.
"On November 15th, do you want to use the martial arts of Xingyimen on Baiyun Mountain to defeat this group of sanctimonious hypocrites?" Luo Feng couldn't help but muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with anticipation.
"Since they keep saying that I am a scumbag of warriors, then I will lose to them. ”
"I want to see, Xingyimen, how can I do it?"
Luo Feng squinted and sneered.
If you want to steal the Xingyi Seven Fists, you have to at least fight with a large number of Xingyi Sect powerhouses.
Pulling hatred is essential.
Fortunately, the technical work of 'pulling hatred' is Luo Feng's standing skill package and will never be lost.