The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 14 Five tigers on white eyebrows - Hong Zhennan VS Qiu Ying
"Crash~"

In a hurry, Hong Zhennan swiped his legs and cleared a small space three feet in front of him.

A few more sweeps and kicks in a row, and immediately cleared an open space with a radius of two meters.

Seeing this, several other people quickly imitated the example, and hurriedly cleared out a place for them to stay.

"Ha ha!!"

Hong Zhennan adjusted his breath with his body, urged his voice with his breath, and unfolded his fists.

Although there is not much open space, it has little effect on his strength.

"Hong Quan" is the kind of Kung Fu with hard bridge and hard horse. When Hong Zhennan practiced Kung Fu back then, he practiced boxing on a big round table.

But it has a little influence on his wife Hong Meifang.

Her kung fu pays attention to body skills, and she needs a certain space for her to move around before attacking unexpectedly.

However, the space is limited now, which means that for every enemy, Hong Meifang has to knock down head-on.

It's not that it can't be done, but compared to the previous fighting style, this style of fighting consumes more energy.

Women's physical fitness is inferior to their gentlemen.

Even if she has practiced boxing and has kung fu, Hong Meifang's physical strength is still inferior to that of Hong Zhennan and the others due to her natural physical problems.

Perhaps, this is also Qiu Ying's plan.

First, let the horse boys consume the physical strength of Hong Zhennan and the others.

Then wait for work at leisure!
Hong Zhennan and Luo Zitao's side is fine, but Zheng Zixuan's side is really in danger.

Since the cleared space is not large, he can only fight Jia Xinbin in this square inch.

If he stepped out of the circle and stepped on the glass shards, it would affect his body movement and the speed of his knife.

However, his gossip single-knife is originally a saber technique that matches the pace of the body!
Now restricting his range of movement is equivalent to restricting his knife skills.

One's strength cannot be fully displayed.

"What? Is it not working??!"

Jia Xinbin grinned cruelly, but the dagger in his hand was always pointing at Zheng Zixuan's vitals.

The shots are more vicious and tricky.

"Keng Keng~~"

There was a cold and stern ringing sound from the metal weapons.

Zheng Zixuan began to breathe rapidly.

However, his eyes were extremely focused, and he didn't even dare to blink casually.

Just now Jia Xinbin's offensive hit like a torrential rain.

If it weren't for his solid kung fu foundation, he would have already seen his popularity by now.

"boom."

After knocking down another person, Luo Zitao leaned over to Hong Zhennan's side.

The movement is vigilant, and the eyeballs turn quickly from side to side.

"Brother Hong, you can't go on like this!!"

Hong Zhennan's face was gloomy. Of course he knew that the other party was draining their energy.

It's a rogue style of play, and a very effective one.

After all, they are only mortal bodies. Not only will glass shards get stuck into their flesh when they step on them, but their physical strength is not unlimited.

It seems that if the fight continues like this, even if they clean up all the miscellaneous soldiers, they probably won't have the strength to deal with Qiu Ying! !
"Anan, go on!"

Pang Kaibo suddenly yelled, and then threw the things in his hand over.

Hong Zhennan turned his head, kicked down a person who took the opportunity to attack, and took the things casually.

Taking a quick glance down, a smile appeared on his face.

It's hard rubber shoes.

"Old Luo, Mei Fang, hold on for five seconds for me."

The two looked at Hong Zhennan when they heard the words, and when they saw the things in his hands, they immediately understood.

"Hurry up!" Luo Zitao called out.

Luo Zitao adjusted his breath, twisted his waist and cut his hips, opened and closed explosively.

Arms dense as rain, quick as lightning;
In the split and hang competition, the whip is whipped, and the force is like a bomb.

Hong Meifang's body is as light as a flying crane, her hands are like poisonous snakes spitting out letters, and she flicks vigorously.

Hong Zhennan didn't take off his shoes anymore, and just slipped into the hard rubber shoes.

Uh,
A little tight, but doesn't affect the action.

"Sister-in-law, mule, you also have a share!"

Pang Kebo carried several pairs of hard rubber shoes in both hands, which he took off on the fallen man.

Then, under the cover of Hong Zhennan, the two quickly put on the hard rubber shoes, and now their feet were not affected.

"But why did you call me a mule?!"

Luo Zitao glared at Pang Kaibo angrily.

"Hehe... You're talking bald, hahaha, you can also call me Fat Bo, everyone I know calls me that."

"you……"

Facing Pang Kaibo's shameless face, Luo Zitao had no choice but to vent his anger on the enemy.

Hong Zhennan glanced at it: "I'll help Old Zheng get rid of that knife first."

As he spoke, he lifted his foot on tiptoe, and a steel pipe bounced and landed in his hand.

Seeing that someone came to help, Zheng Zixuan was more cautious when using the knife.

Don't be careless and miss the final counterattack.

As the old saying goes: Two fists are no match for four.

Not to mention two martial arts masters.

Soon, there were several red marks on Jia Xinbin's white clothes.

"Drink~~ah!!"

The fierceness of the injured lone wolf was even more aroused.

There was a shriek.

Jia Xinbin's next move was as fast as one move.

He wants to trade injuries for injuries, recruit offense, and not defend at all.

But in the face of two people who are as strong as him, and even more powerful than him, there is really no room for his ideas to be implemented.

"clang!"

After Zheng Zixuan held his dagger, he didn't even need to speak.

Following the opportunity, Hong Zhennan hit Jia Xinbin's hind leg with a steel pipe.

A "click" sound.

This is the sound of bone cracking.

Jia Xinbin's face turned pale immediately, and Dou Da's cold sweat broke out.

But he bit his lip and said nothing.

This is a dangerous knife hand!
Hong Zhennan said in his heart: "Don't be careless."

The backhand also broke his two arms, and hit him on the neck again, making him faint.

Then he looked up at Qiu Ying upstairs.

"Now you're all alone."

Qiu Ying smiled evilly: "Then how much strength do you have left?"

Hong Zhennan should not,
"I'll leave the downstairs to you, I'll deal with him."

"Be careful."

Hong Zhennan borrowed strength from the pillar, put his hands on the edge of the second floor, exerted force on his waist, and rolled up.

"Come on! You and I will compete."

Qiu Ying shook his shoulders and made a crackling sound.

He squinted at Hong Zhennan, seemingly disdainful, but his boxing posture was already set.

Keep your chest in your back and your shoulders down, elbows down, your elbows not beyond your ribs, and your hands protecting your chest.

"[White Eyebrow Fist], Qiu Ying."

Seeing Qiu Ying defending his family, he finally looked like a warrior.

Hong Zhennan also stood up and cupped his fists in return: "[Hong Fist], Hong Zhennan."

"Haha!"

The two shot almost at the same time, and their arms hit each other heavily.

"boom!"

"What a lot of strength!"

Qiu Ying walked with a high waist, moved forward and retreated quickly, and kicked Hong Zhennan's knee invisible.

His hands were held up and he couldn't move, although Hong Zhennan was shocked.

Rotate the waist and twist the body, step quickly on the back foot, wrap the knee joint inward, and lock the opponent's ankle and heel with the mind.

But he didn't want Qiu Ying to change his moves halfway, shifting his center of gravity to the other foot.

The feet are invisible, and the plum blossoms are walked.

"Good footwork."

Hong Zhennan's eyes lit up, and he secretly praised him.

……

(End of this chapter)