Kung Fu Soldier King

The sound of sharp weapons entering the meat sounded across a blood red cassock. Everyone turned around and looked. This is the main battlefield.

Everyone can see that only these two people have the highest Kung Fu.

Pedal

Someone retreated, the cassock was torn, and a large area fell to the ground.

God, it was Xiao Yan who retreated. He had a dagger handle in his abdomen. Everyone didn't know how long the dagger was. In short, there was only one handle exposed outside Xiao Yan's abdomen.

The man in blood clothes even used a knife across the cassock. This is not a Buddhist act. It can also be seen that the Vajra gate is not a true Zen gate.

"Well done, kill him!" Wu Jiusi shouted loudly.

Pedal

The man in blood clothes not only didn't come forward, but also retreated.

His blood red cassock was blown open by the wind, revealing the same terrible situation below.

A cooked copper stick was inserted horizontally into his chest. Although it did not penetrate, it was also badly hurt.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, propped up his body, sneered and said, "what a cassock subduing the devil skill. You made it a cover for sneak attack. I fucking overestimated your character."

With that, he pulled out the dagger, and a stream of blood flew out.

God, the dagger is half a foot long, which shows how terrible the wound on his abdomen is.

After biting his teeth, Xiao Yan stretched out his index finger and recited a few words in his mouth. Under the Teng, his whole finger burned.

Then he put his finger firmly on the wound. With the sound of sizzling barbecue, the wound was temporarily scalded together.

The man in blood also bit his teeth, and with a roar, he pulled out the cooked copper stick from his chest.

He gasped violently, gritted his teeth and said, "you will die today. I will surpass you for the Buddha."

"You scum are not qualified to be the Buddha Lord. Although I am not a defender of the Tao, I think it is necessary to kill you and walk on behalf of heaven!" while talking, the flame in Xiao Yan's eyes jumped quickly.

Then he screamed and rushed up as soon as he dodged.

The man in blood clothes pushed his left and right hands forward and patted them on Xiao Yan's chest. It was a powerful King Kong palm.

Although he was injured, he was not at the same level as Xuannan's Vajra palm. Xiao Yan could be ready to make a hard connection.

One step forward, Xiao Yan's avalanche fist rushed out quickly and stamped at the same time. It is the unique skill of Baji fist!

Bang, the powerful Vajra palm patted on the avalanche fist.

The man in blood clothes only felt a hot breath rushing in from his palm. He hurriedly urged his Qi and tried to force out the burning breath.

However, he felt that the meridians of the whole hand were calcined in the fire, and even spread towards his shoulders. He tried to force it several times, but the effect was not very obvious.

While he kept shaking his hands, Xiao Yan had made progress and took another shot.

The man in blood quickly rubbed his hands, put his hand on Xiao Yan's arm, grabbed Xiao Yan's shoulder with one hand, turned sideways and used a big tablet throwing hand.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yan is not a falcon hunter. How can he be satisfied.

Xiao Lao Jiu made a mistake by simply leaning forward under his feet. He had broken the footwall of the man in blood clothes. Even if he tried harder, he couldn't hold Xiao Yan any longer.

It's like you want to pick up a big bag of white flour in front of you. If it's in front of you, you can easily pick it up.

And if it's on your backside, how can you pick it up?

Xiao Yan's walking broke the strength of the man in the blood clothes. The latter knew something bad and wanted to step back, but he felt a sudden pain in his rib eye.

After Xiao Yan's left elbow hit, before the man in blood clothes could stand firm, his right hand had pinched his fist and passed under his left elbow.

The black tiger took out his heart and hit the rib eye again.

The man in blood clothes only felt his breath suffocated, but he couldn't stand stably. After retreating again and again, he didn't dare to get close to Xiao Yan.

But how can Xiao Laojiu miss this opportunity? He hurried to keep up and used the collapse fist of xingyimen. He was ready to use a series of collapse fists.

In a hurry, the blood clothes master pinched his fingers, didn't know where to adjust his tone, and poked at Xiao Yan's fist.

Maha finger!

Finally forced out all the unique skills of the man in blood clothes!

Xiao Yan didn't stop. The serial collapse was like no money. Well, I didn't want money. It's fatal!

The man in blood clothes also quickly blocked it with a Maha finger.

If you block it five or six times, the man in the blood clothes will know that he can't do it, because his fingers are about to waste.

In any case, he could not imagine that Xiao Yan's Kung Fu could combine hardness and softness, and could compete with such a terrible Maha finger.

The Maha finger is just fierce and insidious. It can pierce the bones of ordinary people at once. Usually, if you touch a finger, one hand may be useless.

But Xiao Yan became braver and braver. He beat the man in blood clothes step by step with a series of avalanche fists, and finally broke the Maha finger.

As soon as the Maha finger is broken, the man in the blood coat has no dependence, and the empty door opens wide.

Xiao Yan quickly walked a few steps and used the serial collapse fist wildly. In a moment, he entered the middle door and hit the man in blood clothes on the chest.

The latter vomited blood wildly and was beaten while retreating. When he fell, the vomited blood had soaked his clothes.

However, Xiao Yan didn't stop, but still made a crazy fist, broke all his ribs and kicked his legs for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he was killed by Xiao Shisheng with both fists.

"Who else?" Xiao Yan raised his head and habitually shouted at these so-called experts.

The scene was stunned. Others looked at the scene in amazement. No one dared to stop or speak to stop it.

Ji Wuyue was a little out of breath because her mana consumption was too large, and her paper people reluctantly returned to her bag.

Yue Wuyou has slashed Ba to the ground. The guy on the ground is covered with blood and can't distinguish between life and death.

The stick in the fat man's hand was also stained with blood. A group of people fell at his feet. The rest of them didn't dare to come forward, but surrounded from a distance.

Xiao Yan took out his handkerchief from his coat pocket and wiped the blood on his fist. Then he looked around.

Where is the trace of Wu Jiusi? Shit, I was so focused just now that I forgot this guy.

"There!" suddenly Ji Wuyue on the tree pointed to the back door and shouted.

It seems that he ran from behind. Xiao Yan couldn't care about anything else. He shouted to Yue Wuyou and the fat man, "go!"

They answered in unison and followed Xiao Yan to the back door. Ji Wuyue also moved quickly on some raised buildings.

The remaining masters in the temple were unwilling to let them go like this and tried to chase forward with a knife.

But when Xiao Yan and Yue Wuyou turned their heads, they suddenly pulled in their hearts, and then stood where they were and couldn't move their feet anymore.

The eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing and cold without emotion.

They firmly believe that if they dare to catch up, the other party will definitely dare to kill them mercilessly.

Everyone will feel fear, but the sensitivity to fear is different.

Now, the fear is spreading rapidly among them.

After leaving the back door of the temple, you can see a car speeding down the mountain from a distance. You don't have to think about it. You know it's Wu Jiusi running for his life.

Xiao Yan and others squatted into the car. The fat man stepped on the accelerator and the car ran frantically down the mountain.