Dragon Blood War God Returns

However, Zhao Dali was worried at this time. No matter what others said, he continued to slap Luo Tianpeng hard.

Luo Tianpeng's face was pale with fear, but the flat headed man standing aside had a blue face. If anything happens to Luo Tianpeng today, the whole Jiangbei will have an earthquake!

Shua——

In a hurry, the flat headed man turned his wrist, a small gold knife slipped from his sleeve and stabbed Zhao Dali's throat like an electric light and flint.

The blow was as fast as lightning and fierce.

too bad!

Ye Wuji on one side didn't expect such a thing to happen. If he stabbed it, Zhao Dali had to explain.

Although Zhao Dali has no friendship with Ye Wuji, he is from Lin Jing's father after all, and he is not annoying. If anything happens here, Lin Jing must be in trouble.

But just as he was about to shoot, Zhao Dali's huge body suddenly became as flexible as a hare. With a trembling shoulder and a bow, he swept back for several meters to avoid the knife.

Zhao vigorously shook his arm. Instead of being angry at the man's sneak attack, he seemed a little excited, "man, you have two sons!"

"But I must clean up this mess today. If you want to take care of it, don't blame me for being rude!"

The flat headed man stared at Zhao Dali and frowned slightly. "Brother, stay on the front line. Let's forget about today."

At this time, Luo Tianpeng on one side was angry and said, "Qin he, are you fucking crazy? I've been beaten like this. You still say forget it. Smash this and kill it!"

"Luo Shao......"

"Don't talk nonsense, or you'll kill him. You'll tell my father yourself later!"

Luo Tianpeng roared angrily.

The flat headed man frowned, his eyes flashed a touch of disgust, but at the same time mixed with some helplessness. After a moment of meditation, he finally raised his head and stared at Zhao Dali with an extremely cold look, "brother, I'm sorry!"

With that, the gold knife in his hand slowly retracted the sleeve, his legs were slightly separated, his toes turned out, one hand spread out in front, the other hand half clenched his fist and protected his chest, putting on a posture.

Wing Chun?

The corner of Ye Wuji's mouth next to him aroused a touch of fun. I didn't expect to see this kind of boxing here.

Zhao Dali's left foot slipped on the ground, and his body arched slightly. Then he suddenly looked like a full bow, and his whole body shot away in front of him.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that such a big man could have such a fast body method.

"I can't see that he is quite capable."

Lin Jing couldn't help praising her. Her expression also changed from a little worry at the beginning to relaxation now.

Because she doesn't think Zhao Dali will suffer with his size, and Zhao Dali doesn't just rely on brute force.

Without more than ten years of hard practice, he couldn't have such powerful details.

But ye Wuji frowned slightly when he saw this scene.

Although Zhao Dali is born with divine power and has a rich background of Baji boxing, he does not know how to be flexible. In the face of Yongchun, who is famous for his strength and close combat, he still adopts this kind of rampant attack. I'm afraid he will suffer in this war.

Pop!

Sure enough, Zhao Dali's shoulder hit him hard, and the flat headed man didn't choose to hit him hard.

Instead, he leaned slightly, put his back hand on Zhao Dali's shoulder, and unloaded his force. The front hand hit Zhao Dali's chin with an inch fist.

Zhao Dali was dazzled by the punch. At the same time, he was also angry. When he turned back, he was just a fierce punch.

However, the flat headed man still didn't choose to bang with him. Taking advantage of this gap, his body suddenly protruded forward and close to Zhao Dali, so that the distance between the two sides was no more than one foot.

At such a close distance, Zhao Dali's strength advantage was out of use in an instant.

But for flat headed men, it's like a duck to water.

Yongchun pays attention to Cunjin and quickness, and close fitting short combat is a good play. Before Zhao Dali opened the distance, a pair of fists of the flat headed man immediately poured on Zhao Dali's chest like raindrops.

Pop, pop, pop!

In just a few seconds, Zhao Dali received dozens of punches on his chest.

The next battle was completely one-sided.

Zhao Dali hardly had any power to fight back. Like a live target, he was almost hit by the other party's fast fist all over his body.

That is, he was born with a good physique. If he had to be an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

"Kill him!"

Luo Tianpeng nearby roared fiercely.

The flat headed man grabbed Zhao Dali's neck and bit his teeth. A phoenix eye fist suddenly hit Zhao Dali's temple.

"No!"

Lin Jing exclaimed. Even if she didn't know kung fu, she knew that the temple was the death point. If she was hit hard by this punch, she had to die here.

Zhao Dali looked desperate, but at this time, he had no strength to fight back. He could only watch the Fengyan fist that was enough to kill him fall.

Call——

At this time, a figure suddenly flashed, and the flat headed man suddenly felt that his fist was like hitting a ball of cotton, but the strength suddenly changed and pulled it hard next to him.

The flat headed man lost his center of gravity and staggered several steps to the side.

"Grass Mud Horse, who are you, Qin he? Smash this and kill it together. Who wants to mind his own business and kill it all today!"

Luo Tianpeng has been completely wrapped by anger at this time. Since he was born, how has he ever suffered such humiliation today?

On the boundary of Jiangbei, who saw him have to be respectful?

However, this time, the flat headed man didn't start immediately, but stared at each other with surprised eyes.

This person has a plain appearance, a slightly thin figure and ordinary clothes. He belongs to the category that will disappear immediately when thrown into the crowd.

In short, on the surface, this man is simply too ordinary.

However, the flat headed man didn't see clearly. How could his strength be removed in an instant.

"Qin he, what the hell are you doing? Didn't you hear me? Hurry and kill him!"

Luo Tianpeng looked at them and shouted at them.

The flat headed man frowned slightly. He could see that he was actually very reluctant, but there was nothing he could do. Finally, he had to put on a Yongchun shelf again, "sorry!"

While talking, he suddenly took a small step unique to Yongchun and approached Ye Wuji quickly.

"Get away!"

Zhao Dali and Lin Jing spoke almost at the same time. Even a big man like Zhao Dali had no power to fight back. Didn't Ye Wuji rush to send his head?

However, ye Wuji not only didn't hide, but took a step forward, and played a straight fist in an understatement.

finished!

When Zhao Dali saw this scene, he felt a click in his heart.

This fist was powerless and could not see any cleverness. It was like a fight with a small gangster on the side of the road. In the face of that flat headed pervert, isn't it trying to die?

Even the man with a flat head felt a little stunned. This punch was just the way of an ordinary gangster, but how did he release his strength in an instant?