Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 46
Han Xiao accurately avoided the sharp edge of Pan Ye's spear, and hit the back of the blade with his fist and hammer. The powerful force was transmitted to Pan Ye's palm along the barrel of the gun, shaking the spear so much that he almost wanted to let go.

As soon as he succeeded in the blow, he moved quickly. While dodging Pan Ye's fierce stabbing attack, he approached Pan Ye's side like a ghost, and pulled into the distance between the two sides. The inch fist hit Pan Ye's face with a sharp and loud noise.

Pan Ye's body was tense, and he tried his best to gather all the strength in his body to calm down the effect of the opponent's strength. He used the flying star posture, and the whole long spear turned into a rotating gun screen, blocking an inch of punch.

Bang.

An inch fist hit the gun screen, and there was another dull bang, the gun screen was interrupted immediately, Pan Ye retreated several steps, barely resisting the attack.

After shaking off the blood from his hands, Pan Ye let out a long breath.

After several fights, he has gradually become familiar with the opponent's offensive rhythm.

Although powerful, but with his great strength, he can temporarily block the attack

Han Xiao didn't rush to attack, he stood on the spot and said calmly, "The warm-up is over."

After finishing speaking, he tensed his arms, and the muffled sound when the bowstring was drawn between the arm muscles seemed to gather a lot of power on his palms. With a bang, dust flew around his feet, and the bricks and stones shattered, turning into a wreck. The shadow disappears.

The long spear was waved impenetrably by Pan Ye, but Han Xiao's fist was pouring down like a storm,

Suddenly, there were continuous explosions in the courtyard, as if the two armies were at war, and someone was beating drums in front of the battle.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds.

The most troublesome thing for Pan Ye was that the other party was better at using power than he was. Every time the air was punched, there would be a sharp explosion.

Bang.

When Pan Ye didn't pay attention, he punched him in the chest, stepped back more than ten steps, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Next time, I won't be so lucky." Han Xiao stretched out a finger and waved it, with a crazy smile on his face, and attacked again.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Thinking that they crippled Shi Hong just to lure him out, the anger grew even stronger.

Pan Ye roared angrily, and stuck out the spear in his hand, like starbursts, the two of them turned into afterimages for a moment, sand and stones splashed in the courtyard, and strong winds overflowed.

Bang bang bang.

Although he has the advantage of a weapon, he is weaker in strength, and Pan Ye has more and more scars on his body.

Moreover, the strength of the opponent's fist is extremely fierce, and the slightest touch will cause burning pain in the heart and lungs of the body.

Pan Ye became more and more calm as he fought, feeling the opponent's every move: neat and uncluttered, his movements stretched, smooth and natural.

The continuous heavy punches made Pan Ye back again and again, his body trembling, and blood spurted from his mouth.

Blood flowed down the neck onto the short jacket, staining the clothes red.

Han Xiao was not uninjured either. His robe was scraped by Pan Ye's gun, and the lint was flying, revealing the bloodstains on the back of the clothes. A deep gash, although most of the bleeding was stopped by the squirming muscles, but strands of blood continued to ooze from the abdomen.

Strength, strength, strength...

What is strength?
Pan Ye shook his drowsy head, and suddenly a sentence from the Zhenyang body training method flashed in his mind: "The whole body is soft, don't use clumsy strength, use spirit to control qi, use qi to stimulate form, and focus on mind, spirit and spirit." , supplemented by qi and blood."

There is great terror between life and death, and it is also an opportunity.

He instantly relaxed, savoring the surge of qi and blood in his body, blessed his soul, and imitated Han Xiao's posture and posture.

In the next second, he felt severe pain all over his body, and a strange force appeared in his body.

Accompanied by the emergence of this force, as if sparks had ignited the gasoline tank, the blood vessels on Pan Ye's forehead bulged, his heart was beating like a drum, and the fresh blood gushed out from the pump rushed to the limbs and bones with a scorching breath. The skin is slightly reddish.

"Ho~"

Pan Ye couldn't help exhaling a puff of white steam, and lightly waved the spear in his hand.

Bang!
There was a thunderbolt in the courtyard.

Han Xiao's face was serious.

"You actually realized strength in the battle?"

Pan Ye recalled the moves about the use of strength in the Benlei marksmanship, and performed the wind-chasing and light kungfu, bringing up a strong wind, and his whole body soared into the air, like a goshawk, running all over his body with all his strength, and stabbing at Han Xiao suddenly.

"Heavenly collapse!"

Bang.

When the palms and guns intersected, Han Xiao flew upside down with a bang, and hit a tree trunk not far away. The not too thick tree trunk was directly broken by the impact.

puff.

Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, his face was flushed, and fine beads of sweat flowed from his forehead.

Feeling the burning aura in the body and the burning pain caused by the damaged skin, he couldn't help showing shock.

"Your strength..."

"what!"

Pan Ye, who was so hot that he couldn't bear it, couldn't help but took off his short jacket. A steady stream of scorching breath rushed out of his blood, and he charged forward again with his gun.

Pan Ye was unforgiving, and the special strength in his body exploded, turning into afterimages and covering the enemy.

Bang bang bang.

The guns and palms collided instantly. Han Xiao first felt that the power from the opponent's gun was obviously weakened, as soft as a lover acting like a baby, and thought that Pan Ye was at the end of his strength. Unexpectedly, there was a huge surge of power like a mountain torrent. When it came out, this force contained a steady stream of scorching breath, rushing into his fist abruptly.

After Pan Ye realized strength, his strength went up to a higher level, crushing Han Xiao to death.

Han Xiao snorted and took a few steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were already red, and shouted: "Come on! Let's see who can't hold on first!! Yu Liuqi, swim infinitely!"

Where the two fought, a surging wind spread out from it, blowing the branches and leaves down, and the green plants flying.

Another dozen rounds.

Under Pan Ye's continuous heavy blows with the gun, Han Xiao opened his eyes wide, and was beaten back again and again, his body was shaking like chaff, and blood spilled out of his mouth one after another.

The blood on his face faded quickly, and he barely parried, but was attacked by the crazy Pan Ye.

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !
Pan Ye roared, and the inexplicable scorching breath kept rushing towards his head, scalding his eyes to blood red, and he lost his mind. He continued to attack Han Xiao crazily with his long spear stabbing and stabbing.

Han Xiao tried to block with trembling arms, but in the next second, a silver-white spear blade burst out from his chest, splashing blood everywhere.

Pan Ye held the spear in his hand and moved it vigorously.

Bang!
There was a big hole in the chest.

"Want to die? It's not that easy."

He suddenly pulled out his long spear, and shot out four times in an instant.

Puff puff puff.

Han Xiao's limbs turned into rain of blood, and the ground was quickly stained red.

"Mr. Han, I'll help you!" Jin'er who had disappeared in the garden suddenly appeared and shouted loudly.

But before he finished speaking, Pan Ye's expression was ferocious, and he summoned up all his strength, and threw the spear in his hand towards her viciously.

Bang!
The spear passed through her fiery body, and Jin'er was nailed to the spot.

"Death to me!!!"

Pan Ye hit Han Xiao continuously with his bare hands.

Han Xiao was directly beaten so that his body flew up and fell hard into the flowers behind him.

Jin'er's abdomen was blown out of a big hole, and blood flowed desperately on the ground. She trembled and stared blankly at the man who looked like a god and demon.

(End of this chapter)