Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

Qin Shaofeng's face was livid. He would never allow anyone to slander and insult the Qin family. At the moment, his heart was burning with anger. Where could there be any sense to speak of, he rushed up directly.

However, Qin Shaofeng does have a proud capital. Looking at the whole city of Jinzhou, I'm afraid that few people are his opponents. The realm and strength of the master of half step martial arts are terrible in today's impetuous society.

Whoosh! As if a gust of wind blows, Qin Shaofeng's figure is erratic, the speed is very fast, let a person elusive his position.

Seeing Qin Shaofeng's body method, Ding Yi's face gradually became colder and colder. It was indeed the body method of Mo's boxing. It seems that what Qin Shaofeng said before was true. The descendants of that friend's family should be more dangerous and less auspicious.

Although Qin Shaofeng's body method is very vague, it is full of loopholes in Ding Yi's eyes, because Ding Yi is too familiar with the methods of Mojia Quan, and Qin Shaofeng's body method is not essential at all. Ding Yi can see through countless weaknesses at a glance.

"Go to hell!" Seeing Ding Yi standing still, Qin Shaofeng gave a sneer. Suddenly, he punched out and pointed at Ding Yi's face.

The force of this blow is very strong. It comes with the sound of breaking the air. If you are hit by this fist, I'm afraid the bridge of the nose will be directly interrupted!

Ding Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. Qin Shaofeng was really cruel and ruthless. When he made a move, he showed a little murderous spirit in his eyes and clenched his fist. At the moment of Qin Shaofeng's fist attack, he raised his hand to Qin Shaofeng and gave him the same blow.

In fact, in addition to some anger when he just learned that the descendants of Mo's family friend were destroyed, Ding Yi just sighed in his heart. Everything has a cause and effect. This is the truth that the weak eat the strong and natural selection. After living for so many years, Ding Yi has seen through everything.

"Fighting brother Qin is really looking for death!" Seeing that Ding Yi didn't dodge or hide, but instead raised his fist to meet Qin Shaofeng, Zhang Shaoqi suddenly sneered.

Qin Shaofeng's strength may not be known to others, but he is very clear. Since Qin Shaofeng reached the peak of martial arts, he has been refining his body in the Qin family territory in Jiangbei. He has already tempered his body thoroughly. Ordinary people don't even fight with him. Even if they are touched, they will be killed or injured!

In fact, it is true that Ding Yi's fist felt a huge force coming from Qin Shaofeng at the moment of touching Qin Shaofeng. He quickly shook his body and made a strange gesture, and in a strange way, he unloaded all the strength of his fist to his feet.

With a dull bang, the two figures all went back out. Ding Yi narrowed his eyes and shook his fist. The sharp pain came from his finger bone. If he had not just removed the strength in time, I'm afraid the bone of his hand would have been broken at the moment.

Qin Shaofeng stepped back seven or eight steps to stabilize his body. He also narrowed his eyes and fixed his eyes on the young figure in front of him. However, he really felt the horror of Ding Yi, and he couldn't bear the strength of his body.

"Such a great enemy, we must cut down the roots!" In an instant, Qin Shaofeng had a decision in his heart.

Without giving Ding Yi a chance to breathe, Qin Shaofeng attacks again, trying to kill Ding Yi in the growing stage. However, he does not know that standing in front of him is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years and has already become a demon.

"Want to kill me?" Ding Yi feels a faint sense of killing in Qin Shaofeng's body. The corners of his mouth rise slightly, just to test Qin Shaofeng's strength.

Now that he knows the strength of Qin Shaofeng, he is a little stronger than the peak of a normal warrior. He has nothing to hesitate about. Ding Yi's figure flickers slightly and dodges Qin Shaofeng's attack.

Ding Yi is so familiar with Mo's boxing that he knows everything Qin Shaofeng does. At the same time, he knows what moves Qin Shaofeng is going to do next.

Qin Shaofeng's forehead gradually exudes a trace of cold sweat. He suddenly finds that any of his attacks are helpless against Ding Yi. Instead, it is Ding Yi's counterattack that makes him more and more difficult to resist.

Bang! With a muffled sound, Ding Yi finds a flaw. Through Qin Shaofeng's layers of defense, he thunders fiercely on Qin Shaofeng's right shoulder.

Click! Qin Shaofeng directly stepped back a few steps, a staggering almost fell to the ground. He covered his right arm, which was unable to use any strength. He looked at Ding Yi with pain on his face, but there was some fear in his heart. He was not Ding Yi's opponent!

"He is only in his twenties! How can it be so strong! " Zhang Shaoqi's sneer at the corner of his mouth gradually solidified. For the first time in his heart, he even provoked such a young strong man!

He was already a master of half step martial arts in his twenties. Such a monster would appear in Jinzhou City. Qin Shaofeng never dreamed that he would be a master of half step martial arts in the small city of Jinzhou.

"You are also a master of half steps!" Qin Shaofeng snorted coldly, put his hand behind him and said with a frown.

He admitted that he had just belittled the enemy. Unexpectedly, Ding Yi was also a master of half step martial arts. However, from the confrontation just now, he knew Ding Yi's strength. Although Ding Yi and he were both half step masters, his physical strength was less than one tenth of his, which was not enough to fear.

"No Ding Yi shakes his head. He is really not a master of banbu."No?!" Hearing Ding Yi's words, Qin Shaofeng narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "boy, don't be too proud. Even if you and I are the master of half step, you are not my opponent!"

"I'll let you know what cruelty is!" Suddenly, Qin Shaofeng grinned with a trace of cruelty.

His speed is very fast, and all the people present have no response. Qin Shaofeng's figure has come to Ding Yi's body and smashes his fist into Ding Yi's chest.

"The body is strong, no wonder." Ding Yi feels the strong wind on his face, but he is not impatient.

Qin Shaofeng's boxing skills are very fast. He is indeed worthy of being the famous Mojia boxing for a time. However, in front of Ding Yi, his attack is always slow and all of them hit in the air.

"I won't play with you." Ding Yi sighs in his heart. It seems that he will have to practice his body more in the future. Otherwise, the strength of his body will not be able to withstand the attack of half step master.

Thinking of this, Ding Yi's eyes burst into a cold light. At the moment of Qin Shaofeng's attack again, he leaned to the side of Qin Shaofeng, raised his hand violently and hit Qin Feng under his armpit.

Push the pedal Qin Shaofeng stepped back a few steps, but just before his figure was stabilized, Ding Yi suddenly stepped forward, grabbed his arm and pulled it forward. Then his other hand turned into a fist and cut it hard on Qin Shaofeng's throat.

Poof! Qin Shaofeng had a sore throat and fell on the ground with a trace of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.