Alchemy master in the city

Chapter 219 The Grandmaster's Defeat
The powerful fighting spirit exploded in an instant, and the expressions of the two changed at the same time!

At the level of He Muyang, he can already retract and release his fist strength freely, his strength is retracted like an umbrella, and his strength is like a mountain crashing!However, in the fight just now, it seemed slow, but it was too fast. Before he could withdraw his punching force, Li Huan hit a wonderful tangling force.

And this silk-wrapping energy is definitely the perfect energy he has never seen before!
In an instant, He Muyang's evaluation of Li Huan suddenly raised to a level that is rare in his life!

"It's so powerful!" He Muyang stared at Li Huan cautiously and praised, but suddenly stepped forward, his figure rushed forward like the wind, and at the same time, his fists pressed against him with a mountain-like force.

Li Huan lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, making a gesture of compassion for a moment, and made the palm of his hand into a Buddha's handprint.

"Roar--"

A layer of sound waves exploded suddenly, and Li Huan pushed out with the lion seal in one hand, and at the same time opened his mouth and let out a disturbing sound wave!This sound wave is like the majestic roar of an angry and roaring lion on the grassland, the moment it is poised to pounce on its prey!
Amidst the violent roar, the fists of the two collided.

This time it was a silent exchange, but the exchange was silent. The moment the two fists collided, some utensils in the entire room fell down as if swept by a gust of wind, and the cruise ship trembled slightly. !
Li Huan and He Muyang each took a step back and confronted each other!

After a while, a thin streak of blood suddenly flowed out from He Muyang's ear along his pinna.

After wiping the blood that flowed out, He Muyang's expression became calmer and colder!Suddenly his figure flickered, and he walked towards Li Huanxun like a snake, and it was not his own head that led the snake, but his fist.

Snakes have always been a creature that does not strike, but is swift as thunder when it strikes, especially the snake head, which is as swift as thunder, and can swallow an elephant with its mouth open.

Therefore, He Muyang's punch came in a meandering way without a trace!
With the long fist hitting this point, he has definitely reached the level of a great master. The fist is like a snake's head without a shadow, but the power as powerful as thunder is clearly rushing towards his face.

Li Huan's eyes froze, as if time had turned into an hourglass, and countless countermeasures flashed in his mind, but the final result was that no matter which direction he dodged, the punch would eventually fall on him, and That is to say, this punch is inevitable!
After figuring this out, Li Huan calmed down and spread his feet apart.
With a steady horse step, the clothes all over his body suddenly swelled up, automatically without wind!And as he squatted slightly, his arms collapsed, and his palms were pushed out flat!
In an instant, there seemed to be countless hand shadows covering his whole body in front of him.

"Oh!"

A dull sound came, He Muyang's fist hit Li Huan's back fiercely, and Li Huan's palm landed firmly on He Muyang's shoulder the next moment, because the distance between the two voices was too short, the two voices seemed to be converging. It became a sound.

But the difference is that Li Huan's body moved slightly, and the horse stance was like a quadrilateral pressed towards the side, and the next moment it rebounded and returned to its original shape, standing on the scene as firmly as Mount Tai.

However, after He Muyang was hit by Li Huan's seemingly weak palm, his feet retreated seven steps in a row before he stood still.

But after taking seven steps back, the floor under Li Huan's feet suddenly "clicked", sinking a few inches, and at the moment Li Huan sank, He Muyang's body flashed again, like a cobra rushing to eat. Charged towards Li Huan, punching like a mountain!

Li Huan raised his fists to carry each other, just like a king carrying a tripod!
"boom!"

Under the blow of the two, He Muyang's body was thrown high into the air, as if being shot out by a riveted bamboo!
Li Huan also sank a few inches at the same time.

He Muyang gathered all the energy in his body from head to toe, and with a tiger roar, he punched Li Huanpu again on the head.

Li Huan's current situation is that his feet are almost stuck in the floor, and the thickness of the floor is less than one meter. Li Huan has already fallen into it by at least [-] centimeters. If He Muyang's blow hits Li Huan again, the floor may be pierced. go down.

The next moment, the situation suddenly changed!

Li Huan's legs were stuck in the floor, but it seemed to be a fulcrum, and his waist suddenly twisted, like turning a hula hoop, and his turning speed was faster than turning a hula hoop More than ten times!As his body turned, he lifted his palms up towards the sky, just like the posture of the Ten Thousand Buddhas, and countless afterimages appeared above his head.

"Three flowers gather at the top!"

Amidst the loud shouts, He Muyang's Mount Taishan and Li Huan's Three Flowers Gathered together... a strange thing happened!I saw that He Muyang's mountain-like punch was pressed down as if he was pressing on a huge balloon filled with gas. His fists froze on the top of Li Huan's head for a moment, and he Li Huan's body began to twist in the air with Li Huan's rotating palms!

One lap, two laps...

36 laps!

"Boom!"

There was a strange sound in the air, and with the sound, He Muyang's body was pushed out by Li Huan like a sandbag that had lost its support.

Before hitting the ceiling, He Muyang tried to twist his body to get rid of the continuous force from Li Huan's palm, but he suddenly felt a meridian on his shoulder was blocked, it turned out to be only a little bit, and his body was still intact. Inevitably, it slammed heavily on the ceiling.

Although this smashing would not cause serious damage, all his vigor was scattered in an instant!
What was even more frightening was that Li Huan had already escaped from the trap within this period of time, jumped up high, and pulled out a powerful whip kick towards him.

"Pong!"

There was a loud metal noise, and a large piece of the pure steel ceiling sank, and He Muyang's body printed a mark on the ceiling. At the same time as there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, his body fell straight down like a loose marionette on the floor.

Following He Muyang's fall, Li Huan's pursuit rushed towards He Muyang like a storm!Fingers, palms, fists, shoulders, legs, and even the head, Li Huan used all his attacks to press down on He Muyang who was at a disadvantage, like thunder in a rainstorm, domineering and terrifying!
Li Huan deeply remembered the survival rule of taking advantage of your illness to kill you. After more than 300 heavy punches and more than 40 kicks in a row, He Muyang had already been hit by at least half of his body. As He Muyang retreated steadily, Li Huan finally forced him to In the corner of the room, a cloud hand was issued violently, and the palm was flatly printed on He Muyang's heart, pushing him into the pure steel wall.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood splattered out, after all, he was afraid of being young, He Muyang's hands tightly locked Li Huan's arm that was pressing on his heart, his face was flushed red, and all the vigor of his body was gathered on his arms to stop Li Huan's strength Keep pressing it.

As long as there is one more inch, his heart will be broken, which means-death.

As Li Huan's palm moved forward, the blood vessels on his forehead swelled, the veins on his forehead burst out, the blood in his mouth leaked out from the corner of his mouth little by little, the pain of his bones being suppressed, the pain of his heart being almost blocked This feeling of terror and despair made He Muyang face the threat of death for the first time.

"Ah!" He Muyang suddenly roared like a dying beast, and as he roared, Li Huan stretched out his legs and kicked one of his legs like lightning.

"what--"

It was still a roar, but this time it was a scream, because one of his leg bones was broken by Li Huan's sudden kick, and the pain of the broken bone made him unable to support the energy of his whole body. As soon as he softened, he knelt down, his arms finally let go of the strength, and he closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

The next moment, everything was calm.

Wang Jingxiu stared wide-eyed, staring at He Muyang in the wall blankly, after a long while he breathed a sigh of relief, and then let out a "huh huh" sound.

Li Huan's palm was withdrawn, and He Muyang fell to his knees.

Looking at the master of Changquan who had seen the most exquisite boxing techniques in his life, Li Huan let out a sigh and looked at the red wound on his shoulder, then sighed to He Muyang: "It's not easy to learn martial arts, it's a pity to kill you, Ugh……"

He Muyang propped his hands on the ground, staring at the floor like ashes, his eyes lost focus, like a puppet whose heart was dug out, and did not move for a long time.

If it wasn't for his body trembling slightly from the pain of the broken leg, Wang Jingxiu would almost feel that He Muyang was killed by Li Huan.

Li Huan walked over and tore off the footsteps on Wang Jingxiu's mouth, then picked up the Tang knife and cut off the restraints on Wang Jingxiu's hands, and then opened the door to leave.

"and many more……"

He Muyang raised his head, his eyes finally recovered some anger, but he still stared at Li Huan in a daze and asked in doubt: "Why did I lose? I have practiced boxing for more than 30 years, and I think I can bear hardships and stand hard work, and my talent is not bad, but Why was it defeated by you?"

"Idiot!" Li Huan stared at He Muyang helplessly and scolded, "In terms of long fist, you have already practiced very well, but you are not the best, because the old man's long fist is stronger than yours, and my long fist is worse than yours. Although I am not as good as you, but I have learned so many things, and I am only slightly worse than you in everything, so what is so difficult about defeating you?"

"But you are only in your 20s, and I am already in my 50s. How could you defeat my 30-year boxing strength?" He Muyang asked unwillingly.

"You are getting old!" Li Huan sighed, "The primary meaning of martial arts training is to strengthen the body, and the ultimate meaning of martial arts training is to break through the entrance. , but forgot that while practicing martial arts, your body is gradually aging! Your boxing skills have reached the peak level, but your body can't support others who are as powerful as you. You must be defeated, this is the so-called truth that boxing is afraid of young people, thanks to you idiot, you still think you are not old at first!"

He Muyang smiled bitterly: "Am I really old?"

"You are really old." Li Huan stared at He Muyang seriously and said, "So when you are old, go back to your hometown to take care of yourselves. Don't you feel ashamed to stay in such a place and do such shameless things?"

He Muyang looked miserable, nodded his head and sighed: "I should understand this truth, but it is a truth that everyone understands, but I was suddenly confused by foreign objects, I am really old and old, no wonder Lost..."

"Is there anything else?" Li Huan asked.

"It's okay..." He Muyang shook his head, then cupped his fists and sighed sincerely, "This life is yours, but you may have to owe it forever, because you have such a strong skill at a young age , I should not be able to give you anything back in this life."

"Not necessarily!" Li Huan said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)