Kung Fu Soldier King

Ma Heng, the famous young and promising successor of the horse family in Haixi, is now the general manager of Xihai group, known as the northwest pony king.

The reason why he has such a nickname is because his father Ma Xiaoling is nicknamed Lord ma. Of course, it has something to do with the huge influence of the Ma family in the northwest and his own skills.

He came to Qian's massage today with only two people around him, one is Xuantan, the eldest disciple of the xuanzi generation of the Vajra gate, and the other is baling, a swordsman nicknamed left-handed knife of the northwest special guard company.

Ma Heng came for a lot of money, but unexpectedly, he was told that he was serving others, which made him angry and broke in directly.

But Ji Wuyue stayed outside. How could she let them disturb Xiao Yan casually? The two sides quarreled on the spot. At the last word, they did it.

Although Xuantan seems to be a monk, as we all know, there are too few Buddhist monks in the Vajra gate, just hanging the name of Buddhism.

So he started first, bullied him a few steps, and slapped Ji Wuyue on the chest.

The latter was annoyed by his rude move and scolded secretly. He took two wrong steps to avoid the edge, and then slapped Xuantan in the oblique stab.

This move of hers is the flick of gossip palm. It seems casual, but her Kung Fu is all on her fingers. If she sweeps it, it will not be comfortable.

But unexpectedly, Xuantan didn't avoid a penny, but hid it on the other palm stage on his side. This time, because of the angle, he patted Ji Wuyue's shoulder.

Ji Wuyue simply clenched her teeth and thought that her hand would sweep into his ribs first. At that time, he would be angry. The strength of her hand must not be enough.

Thinking of this, she simply bit her teeth and added some strength to her hands.

After staying with Xiao Yan for so long, she has a deep understanding of Bagua palm. Now she can also put her strength out.

Pa

A crisp sound sounded in Xuantan's ribs, as if a small firecracker had burst. It hurt to hear it.

What Ji Wuyue didn't expect was that Xuantan didn't move at all. On the contrary, she was like playing on an iron plate. She took a breath of air-conditioning in pain.

Not to mention that, Xuantan's heavy palm had been patted on her shoulder. She just felt a great force coming and couldn't help but retreat back.

However, she was not easy to provoke. When she retreated, she saw the other party coming, touched it with her other hand from the treasure bag and threw it out.

Xuantan only felt a cold light coming, sneered, raised his hand and grabbed it.

But in this way, Ji Wuyue had time to breathe.

And that Xuan Tan stopped and spread his hand. He saw an iron thistle lying in his palm. Even if the three ends were sharp, there was no blood on his palm.

Ji Wuyue was surprised. She knew that her Kung Fu couldn't beat the other party. She couldn't say it. She had to use magic.

So she said something, and the paper man in the treasure bag began to move again.

At this time, she suddenly clapped her hand on her shoulder. She was stunned and stopped chanting.

Then she stepped aside and respectfully said to Xiao Yan, "boss, my subordinates are incompetent."

"It's not that you're incompetent, it's your wrong way. The man who fought with you has a powerful diamond palm and a golden bell jar. If you want to break his skill with your strength, hit him in the ear..."

Xiao Yan said faintly, but when Xuantan heard it, his face changed greatly.

What is this man's identity? Why did you see through my hood at a glance? No, it's impossible.

Ji Wuyue nodded, moved her stiff arm and rushed forward. This time, she still used the gossip palm.

With a move, the homeopathic palm went up against Xuantan. The latter snorted coldly, turned his hand, vigorously raised the Vajra palm, and patted Ji Wuyue's chest again.

He is still not afraid of the strength of his opponent, or is ready to resist the homeopathic palm. He is not afraid of others, but he has masculine Kung Fu under his own hands, which is really difficult to deal with.

"Take the Dragon step!" Xiao Yan reminded again.

Ji Wuyue naturally listened to Xiao Yan's words. She flashed to the left under her feet and flashed to Xuantan's side in the blink of an eye.

Most of those who practice outside Kung Fu are not flexible enough. So in the blink of an eye, Xuantan lost his opponent, so he quickly turned around and swept Qianqiu with his moves.

"Gun fist!" this time, almost when Xiao Yan said it, Ji Wuyue had already started. After all, everyone is a martial artist. How can such a big empty door not do it.

However, if Ji Wuyue punches her and she doesn't move, she will get another move.

It's obviously not easy for people to wipe out thousands of troops. If they get strong, it's also possible to spit blood.

But she absolutely believed Xiao Yan. He said the other party's door was in his ear, so it must be.

So the gun fist mercilessly blasted on Xuantan's ear. Only listening to the sound of bang, Xuantan's body shook violently.

His sweeping arm slowed down a lot. Ji Wuyue raised her elbow and collided with his sweeping arm.

Xuantan's momentum of sweeping Qianjun had long gone, and he was bounced back. Obviously, it was that punch that had broken his cover door.

Next, there is no need for Xiao Yan to teach. Ji Wuyue naturally knows how to do it.

Seeing Xuantan standing unsteadily, she had already stepped out of the Dragon step, and had reached behind him. Then the double wind went through her ears and sent out with all her strength.

Xuantan didn't know what was going on. He felt the wind in his ear and wanted to avoid, but it was too late.

Only two bangs were heard. Xuantan's eyes were congested instantly, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth. He could hardly stand stably.

Ji Wuyue kicked Xuantan in the back of his waist, kicked him out for several meters, and fell down at Ma Heng's feet.

Ma Heng was stunned. Just now Xuantan beat Ji Wuyue and couldn't find the north. Why did the form change sharply in the blink of an eye?

On the contrary, the black face with rough complexion and vigorous appearance was cold and saw the doorway.

He turned to Ma Heng and said, "young master, there are experts present today. It's not suitable to make a big noise."

When he said this, Ma Heng was stunned.

He knows baling's ability. Ten Xuantan are not his opponents, but even he says so, which shows that the other party is really not simple.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at the man beside the screen. He saw the man wearing a massage robe and playing with a cigar in his hand.

Xiao Yan is also looking at Ma Heng. He has deep eyes and a high nose. He has enough characteristics of northwest people. But he's not bad. He looks more like a handsome man of mixed race.

He is not old, but he may have lived in the Northwest for a long time. His complexion is coarser than that of Childe like Qiao Shaojie and Wu Jiusi, and he has more stability and vicissitudes.

However, the fine awn in his eyes is very heavy. At first glance, it is not a simple role.

"I don't know each other. My name is Ma Heng. I don't know what to call this gentleman?" he looked at Xiao Yan and asked.

"Another ma?" Xiao Yan said to himself, then said with a smile, "my name is Xiao Yan. I don't know where I offended Mr. Ma? Why did I suddenly break into my elegant room and hurt my people?"

"Misunderstanding, I'm looking for someone. My men are a little reckless. Please forgive me. Now you and my people are hurt, and we're even. But I admire your style. How about making a friend?" Ma Heng's face is filled with a smile.

Xiao Yan's heart moved slightly. This childe can bend and stretch. Just because the bodyguard reminded an expert, he lowered his body.

Of course, baling spoke in a low voice, but Xiao Yan's ears were abnormal.

Since the other party is so sincere, the enemy should be solved rather than tied up. Xiao Yanzheng is ready to make friends.

"Heng, help me..." suddenly, the shadow behind the screen flashed, and Qian Duoduo ran out of it and ran straight to Ma Heng.

Xiao Yan fixed his eyes and saw a cold flash in his eyes.

I saw that Qian Duoduo's clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and he looked panicked.

From her torn coat, you can see underwear and snow-white meat on one side. From that scale, her capital is still very strong.

"Duoduo, what's the matter with you? Who did it?" Ma Heng saw Qian Duoduo's appearance clearly, and his eyes widened all at once. His anger was almost instantaneous.

I can see that he cares about her very much.

Qian Duoduo looked up, pointed to Xiao Yan and shouted, "it's him, it's him, it's him..."

Xiao Yan almost answered: our hero little Nezha.

Qian Duoduo gasped for a few breaths, and a large fog was brewing in his eyes. Tears fell in an instant. She pointed to Xiao Yan and said, "he... He wants to rape me!"

"Looking for death!" Ma Heng looked up, and his cold eyes shot over.