Chapter 22 Thief
Xu Cong, the sky-shattering kite, was short in stature, while Fang Zheng, who was wearing heavy armor, was tall and strong. One of them was empty-handed and the other was holding a sword.

"Ah……"

Facing the incoming long sword, Xu Cong looked disdainful, and jumped up high.

While avoiding the long sword, his legs came out like a whip, and he slammed on the helmet heavily, and even used his strength to flip and land lightly on the ground.

"Peng!"

Fangzheng's body was tilted, and he staggered a few steps before he managed to stabilize his body.

"what?"

Xu Cong raised his eyebrows:

"Your armor has some tricks!"

His kick just now seemed simple, but in fact it exerted great force and could easily kill a pig. Even through the helmet, he should be dizzy.

It is not normal for an ordinary person to recover so quickly.

Fangzheng didn't answer, and stared at the opponent with his sword.

The helmet protects the fragile head. As a vital part of the human body, it is very cautious, so it was specially added with shockproof treatment at the beginning of its design.

When it comes to defense, it is no worse than a breastplate.

You know, the helmet can protect the head of a motorcycle rider who falls from a fast-moving car with such a big impact.

A mere kick is far from fatal.

"interesting!"

Xu Cong's eyes flickered, and his face was not surprised but happy:
"It's really interesting. The better the armor, the better the price. It seems that I am really lucky today."

"Shh!"

Before he finished speaking, he approached close to him again.

Fangzheng was prepared this time, with his wrist shaking, he no longer slashed wide open and wide, but swung his sword at the fastest speed while protecting his vitals in a small area.

He is wearing heavy armor, and his defensive power can surpass that of a martial artist with three changes in energy and blood.

As long as you protect your vitals, there is nothing to worry about.

But he obviously underestimated warriors from other worlds.

In the narrow space, two figures flashed back and forth, accompanied by a few muffled collision sounds, Fangzheng groaned and backed away again and again, but he couldn't even touch each other's sides.

Fantian Kite did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but looked at his sleeve with a surprised face.

There,

A crack is clearly visible.

"Good sword!"

Raising his head, Xu Cong, the sky-shattering kite, was all eyes wide and excited:
"Just rubbing it a little bit can scratch my silk clothes. Such a sharp weapon can be called a treasure weapon. Xu almost lost his eye today."

"This sword is no worse than armor!"

"Ha ha……"

"Get rich!"

The frenzied Kite turned his head to the sky and laughed wildly, then disappeared in place in a flash, how much faster than before?
Fangzheng's heart trembled and he hurriedly swung his sword.

This time, the Heavy Sword Flower was unable to intercept it.

Relying on its speed, Fantian Kite came close and put its hands together. It seemed that it didn't exert much force, and its body of more than 200 kilograms left the ground and took off.

"Peng!"

Fangzheng's body smashed through the dirt wall and fell into the inner room. Before he could struggle to get up, he felt a numbness in his forearm and a violent tremor in his five fingers.

suffered!
really.

Xu Cong used his bare-handed kungfu to snatch the long sword, and with a light wave in his hand, the sword light flashed, and a wooden bench next to it broke silently.

"Blow-blowing and short hair are nothing more than that!"

With a sigh of admiration, he looked at Fangzheng again, swinging his sword to strike.

I thought about it.

Throwing the long sword aside again:
"Whether it's a broken sword or damaged armor, it's not good, let's forget it."

Fangzheng stood up with a gloomy expression.

"call……"

Exhaling turbid air lightly, he slowly assumed the three-body pose.

At the time of life and death, it seems that there is no other way but to fight to the death, and his mind is blank, but all his strength is concentrated.

The pile is successful!

No wonder Guo Ziran always said that kung fu is achieved by playing, not by practicing.

That's it!

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through my mind, and it turned out to be the suppressed fear and panic in my heart.

"Oh!"

Xu Cong was not in a hurry to act, and smiled when he saw this:
"It turns out that I have practiced both hands."

"Pity!"

Shaking his head, he stepped forward.

"drink!"

Fangzheng let out a low voice, and the ground under his feet shook slightly, and his whole body bounced out like a shell fired from the chamber, punching directly at the vital point.

Xue Dian, a master of Xingyi Quan, once said that if you want to punch someone with your body, you will go astray when you swing your fist, so Xingyi must face the opponent directly without fear.

Pounce forward like a tiger, and move your hands and feet together to be true.

Transforming from the three-body posture to the five-element boxing, the boxing is direct and fierce, rising like a steel file and falling like a hook, and there is a sound of piercing the air with one punch.

In the past month, how many times has he practiced Wuxingquan more than a hundred times or a thousand times?
There have been thousands of times!

Although he didn't achieve what Guo Ziran said about practicing the boxing to the bone, he was already proficient in his heart, and he was able to smash the drill and the cannon at his fingertips.

The sudden outburst also made Xu Cong's eyebrows twitch slightly, and he subconsciously raised his arms.

"Peng!"

In terms of strength, speed, and even the realm of martial arts, Fang Zheng was far inferior to the opponent, but he was wearing heavy armor and steel gloves.

After a collision, Xu Cong couldn't help but leaned back.

it is good!
Fangzheng's eyes were bright, and he took advantage of the situation to charge forward. Without his sword, he showed the advantage of boxing skills he had practiced for so many days.

collapse!
gun!
horizontal!
……

With heavy armor on his body, he doesn't have to defend himself, but he can use his fists to his heart's content. The steel gloves make his fists so strong that they can crush rocks, which is different from a mortal body.

Even if it is a blood warrior, it is difficult to resist.

"Peng!"

After another collision, Fantian Yaozi's throat was sweetened, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"court death!"

With a roar, Fantian Kite's body style changed abruptly, his legs swung out from the ground, and he kicked more than twenty legs in a flash.

There are heavy shadows on the legs, and there is even a gust of wind.

Windy legs!
The extreme speed prevented Fangzheng from reacting in time, he subconsciously blocked a few shots, and the middle door was broken open, leaving his vitals wide open.

"Peng!"

"Peng Peng!"

Fantian Kite's legs were like whips, landing on Fangzheng's chest one after another, and the last leg let out a violent roar, directly flying Fangzheng off the ground.

The violent force even fell on his body through the armor and protective clothing, making his eyes go black, and he almost fainted on the spot.

"Peng!"

The heavy body fell to the ground heavily, and severe pain followed.

"Cough cough..."

Coughing dryly and struggling to get up, Fangzheng's body swayed, and with a strong breath, he pulled out a black stick from under the broken bed board and rushed over again.

It's just that he was obviously exhausted at this time, his steps were staggering, and his movements were slow.

"Humph!"

Fantian Kite caught the stick casually, showing disdain:
"Fight for me, you're still early..."

"Crack!"

Fangzheng pressed the switch, and the blue electric light suddenly appeared on the stick, causing the opponent's body to twitch and sway, and his voice also changed.

"Shh!"

Tickle your butt legs!
The steel-wrapped thigh hits the opponent's crotch directly.

"Snapped!"

There was the sound of cracking eggs.

Fantian Kite bowed its body, its eyes protruded, and the bloodshot pupils were clearly discernible. It opened its mouth but could not make a sound. This is a manifestation of extreme pain.

Cannonball!

Fangzheng slid forward and rushed forward, gathering more than 200 kilograms of strength on the front of the fist, and blasted the opponent's throat with the help of steel gloves.

"Crack..."

The sound of bones breaking followed immediately.

Even so, Fantian Yaozi still clenched his teeth and his eyes glared angrily.

"I tell you to stare!"

Fangzheng punched out with two fists, smashing the Tiantian kite into panda eyes, fired the electric baton again, took the opportunity to pick up the long sword and rushed towards it.

After a while.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

Fangzheng put his hands on his knees, looking at the corpse on the ground with horror in his eyes.

This time is really thrilling.

If it wasn't for Fantian Kite's abandonment of the long sword, if it wasn't for the opponent's carelessness, he might be the one lying on the ground.

The physical body of the Qi and blood warrior is even more unbelievably strong. Broken eggs, cracked throat bones, and even the electricity that can stun wild boars still cannot completely kill the opponent.

"Stupid! Didn't expect me to have an electric baton?"

With a light pooh, Fangzheng struggled to stand up.

After thinking for a while, he came to the door and picked up the package that Fantian Yaozi had put down, and rummaged through a few corpses before finding a place to hide.

After a thrilling fight, in just a short moment, he got used to the corpse.

After a few hours.

The sky is bright.

The gangsters in the city disappeared at some point, and some people gradually emerged from the ruins.

Fangzheng was also among the crowd. He was not in a hurry to return to the modern society, but curled up and headed straight for Sanqing Temple.

(End of this chapter)

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