The Resurgence of Urban Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 51 Master Zhang, listen to my sophistry

The sand on the beach was blown into the finest powder by the force of the fist, and the sultry summer wind swirled them around, flying wantonly, covering the sky and the sun.

"Woooooo..." Zhang Tong whimpered. She, who always hated dust, let the sea sand fall on her shoulders and hair, and the tears on her small face were mixed with dust and dirt.

Zhang Zhihong maintained the posture of punching, and where the fist touched, he could still clearly feel the strong heartbeat.

To be honest, when Li Fubai didn't dodge his punch, he was really a little melancholy, he finally met a talented seedling, how could he be a fool?

But after Li Fubai received a hard punch, nothing happened. He was surprised that his body was strong, and at the same time he felt at ease, but he saw his daughter rushing over and crying into tears... Grandmaster Zhang was inexplicably panicked up.

This situation is not right, it seems that the cabbage that has been raised for more than 20 years is about to be raped by pigs!

Zhang Zhihong clenched his fists, and suddenly felt a little regretful, why he only used half of his strength just now, he should have gone all out, punching this bastard who wanted to beat his tender cabbage to death with one punch.

The girl's sobbing and moaning continued, and under the cover of dust all over the sky, Li Fubai was inexplicably panicked while he was pleased with the strength of his body for deliberately hardening the martial arts master's fist.

I was fighting with your dad, why did you come here and cry?She's crying so hard, we don't know each other well, do we?

This is so easy to misunderstand. Looking at Zhang Zhihong's old face that was about to cramp, Li Fubai wanted to explain.

Hello, Grandmaster Zhang, I really didn’t flirt with your daughter, we had a fight yesterday morning, and wiped our thighs, listen to me to quibble with you...

Pooh!

If you say it like this, you really can't wash it away, Li Fubai's eyes are filled with resentment through the sand and dust, Zhang Tong, can't you afford it?

"Tongtong." Zhang Zhihong said in a low voice.

Zhang Tong is immersed in his own little world and can't extricate himself. It's completely the kind that I don't listen and I don't listen. The baby is so sad and can't be coaxed well.

"Don't worry, this kid is very strong and won't die." Zhang Zhihong was silent for a long time, his voice hoarse, and said: "But don't worry, Dad won't let him live!"

Zhang Tong:? ?

Murderous!

Li Fubai shuddered immediately. He realized that Zhang Zhihong in front of him seemed to have gone mad. Comrade Zhang had successfully evolved from a proud master of martial arts to a blackened father who guarded Xiaobaicai desperately.

The arches of his feet stretched, and Li Fubai quickly broke through the dust all over the sky and retreated. The world is at an end, except for him who can cultivate immortals, the master of martial arts is the limit that normal humans can achieve. Such a short distance, if If Zhang Zhihong started to go crazy, he would also have a headache.

It is impossible to lose, and it is impossible for a martial arts practitioner to beat a cultivator in this life. After all, it is not a level thing, but if a martial arts master fights his life, it is not impossible to injure a master cultivator.

What Li Fubai hated the most was trouble, and the second thing he hated was getting hurt, whether it was mental torture or physical pain, they were both annoying.

"Where to run, there is a last move!" Zhang Zhihong's reaction was also extremely sensitive, as soon as Li Fubai moved, he followed suit, leaving Zhang Tong standing in the sand like a fool.

"Is... all right?"

"It's okay, you should have said it earlier!"

The little lion roared, and really wanted to let Li Fu Baizhen's seven orifices bleed with an authentic lion's roar, but thinking that even if he roared out now, it would be cute and meow, Zhang Tong was so wronged that he wanted to cry again.

Li Fubai ran really fast, the private beach of Yin's family was not big, and he couldn't run very far, but the sea was very wide, and he swung his legs to cut two white marks on the sea surface as if flying.

For the immortal cultivators in the foundation-building stage, although they cannot fly without the help of magic weapons, it is still very simple to use sea water as a rubber runway without sinking on waves.

Similarly, running on the sea was not difficult for Zhang Zhihong. The two were chasing quickly on the sea, but Zhang Zhihong didn't see it. Although Li Fubai was running, the smile on the corner of his mouth was getting brighter and brighter.

It seemed good that Zhang Tong ran over and cried for a while, and Li Fubai was very happy after escaping the initial embarrassment. At least, Grandmaster Zhang, who wanted to protect the safety of his own cabbage, would not hold back.

Stop, turn around, kick sideways.

Li Fubai decided to add fuel to the flames, today, he insisted on trying the skills of a martial arts master.

"Boom!"

"The kid is insidious."

Zhang Zhihong was kicked too quickly, and although he blocked it with his arm in time, Li Fubai did not compromise the fire at all.

Martial arts master, enough for him to act recklessly without reservation, Li Fubai is very excited, he never lacks talent, what he lacks is experience.

He is also very lonely, the world is at the end of the law, it is a tragic year for cultivators, there is not even an opponent who can stretch his muscles recklessly, so what is the point of developing this ability?

Li Fubai stopped running, this place is far enough away from the shore, barren sea, there is no one, so he can fight.

The surface of the sea seemed to be boiled, and Li Fubai's rising fighting spirit was like a raging flame. For the first time, he showed his ferocious fangs in the world.

"boom!"

The two of them rushed together and broke up at the touch of a button. Zhang Zhihong rubbed his wrists fearfully. He never underestimated him at all. When Li Fubai became serious, the brilliance in those eyes was his. Something never seen before.

"Come again!"

Zhang Zhihong didn't dare to passively wait for Li Fubai to make a move, he wanted to take the initiative to attack, a stormy wave covering the sky and the sun was set off, coupled with the boiling steam, it was lingering like a fairyland.

This person is definitely not a first-rank martial artist. Even a martial arts master like him is a bit embarrassed to bear this power.

Young master?

The more Zhang Zhihong fought, the more frightened he became, and he quickly re-evaluated Li Fubai. This person may be a miracle that has never appeared in the Chinese martial arts world.

At the age of Twenty Lang, he, the old master, was out of breath.

Zhang Zhihong became more frightened as he fought, but Li Fubai fought more and more happily. It's just a pity that Zhang Zhihong is not a martial arts master who practiced horizontally, and his blood was less excited when his fists collided.

"Your boxing skills are just like this. If you want to fight with me, show your housekeeping skills." Li Fubai threw out a punch to force Zhang Zhihong back, hooking his hands provocatively...

Zhang Tong waited anxiously on the coast, except for the uncommonness of the stormy waves that could show the battle situation, she couldn't see any other information.

Suddenly, an extremely low but resounding roar exploded on the surface of the sea.

Zhang Tong covered her mouth in astonishment, and saw a ten-meter-high sonic lion appearing on the sea in the distance. The sandy beach is trembling because of its appearance.

Zhang Zhihong's lion's roar skill, which exploded with all his strength, can be used as a strategic weapon at first. Fortunately, this is at sea...