Silent Killing

In a small courtyard near Hao Ran dojo, two middle-aged and one teenage martial artists are standing opposite each other.

They are both tall and strong, with serious faces, sharp eyes, and deep temperament. The exposed muscles look very soft, but they contain explosive power.

On the other side of the small courtyard, there are two other martial artists, all with thick feet, wide shoulders, and a brave old-fashioned temperament all over the body. It feels like two humanoid tigers, Like a lion, it is obviously not an ordinary martial artist.

One of the two middle-aged middle-aged persons said, “Feng Lun’s Saint Ancestor has both hands and spirits. He once fought hundreds of bandits on the cliffs of the lotus, and walked in the mountains to kill the other one after another. Wu An Zhi is probably not an opponent. “

The man on his side had dark skin and a special wild beast tattoo on his face. Hearing this, he replied: “Although Wu Anzhi has no experience with each other, his physical strength should still be above Feng Lun. I ca n’t kill him all of a sudden. The two of them have old grievances. I ’m afraid this time is to divide Life and Death. ”

The two men stared at the two on the field, just next moment, saw a flash, the middle-aged man on the field rushed out like a cheetah.

I saw the middle-aged man, called Feng Lun, full of energy and enthusiasm. The robe on his body flew up and down and stretched out his hand as if he was pointing the way. Especially between his fingers, his fingertips swayed up and down and left and right like poisonous snakes, as if a lot of phantoms were generated, making it impossible to predict where he would fall.

On the other side, Wu Anzhi saw here, eyes shined, saw his body lifted slightly, and a light sound of rubbing came from his arm. It’s like a lion waking up. Then he threw a punch, and the sound of the wind roared, and the sound of the roar of the lion was faintly heard.

This is where he has practiced his practiced lion fist to the point of achieved perfection, accompanied by skeleton shock and vocal cord vibration. There was a roar of lions.

boom! One finger and one punch collided together. Feng Lun was loudly shouted. He didn’t expect that the other party was young, and he was able to practice the lion fist to this point. When his one finger was blocked, the other hand was already Flicked. Like a steel whip, with his own shoulder as a fulcrum, moved towards Wu Anzhi’s belly fiercely flung away.

Feng Lun used this hand whip, and the whole arm seemed to be softened, even his elbows. The wrists are connected. This is how he practiced the softness of his arms to the extreme, and even his wrists and elbows were almost gone.

This whip goes down, even if there is a block of granite in front of him, Feng Lun is confident to crack the rock.

If Wu Anzhi is stabbed on the stomach with this whip, I am afraid he will be cut in half on the spot.

Wu Anzhi also seemed to know that the whip could not be hard-wired, his legs flashed continuously, and the entire person had quickly retreated back. But with this retreat, the most important momentum of Lion Boxing has been released. Suddenly Feng Feng on the other side gained the upper hand.

I saw that Feng Lun failed in one move, but he was unreasonable, and his hands held up afterimages. It has been moved towards Wu Zhi’an like a storm.

With each blow of the whip, you can hear the sound of air blasting. Feng Lun’s hands are like two big iron whip.

An iron whip is always a weapon used by generals on the battlefield. The Saint Ancestor Sanshou currently used by Feng Lun is a martial arts created by Tai Qi of Great Qi. Turning the whip into a trick is absolutely fierce to the extreme.

After successive dodges. After all, Wu Zhi’an had to come out with one hand, and moved towards the inside of the opponent’s arm to block it. He had already used all his strength with this hand. But still underestimated each other’s martial arts accomplishments.

I saw that Wu Zhian held Feng Lun’s whip in one hand, but the other’s arm was like noodles. It didn’t work at all. The palm was already using the hand that Wu Zhian blocked as a fulcrum, and then smashed into his face.

The distance this time is too close, Wu Zhi’an only feels scalp tingling, heart beating, a lion roar in his mouth, the other fist is no longer moved towards Feng Lun’s crotch, it is clear that he wants to perish together.

But how old Feng Lun’s experience was, he suddenly backed away and flashed a blow from Wu Zhian’s perish together. Although his whip could not be thrown on Wu Zhi’an’s face, his palm was like a file, leaving a thick thumb wound on the other’s shoulder.

In the next few rounds, Feng Lun kept leaving wounds on Wu Zhi’an’s body. Seeing that the other’s footsteps gradually faded, his hands became weaker and weaker. Feng Lun grabbed a weak spot from Wu Zhi’an and fiercely moved towards the other’s Supreme Yang’s hole swept away. If this blow hits, I am afraid the opponent’s head will be directly hit.

Just when everyone thought Wu Zhi’an would die, Feng Lun felt a flower in front of him, and a white tender palm had been blocked in front of him.

That is the palm of Zuo Zhicheng.

The reason why Zuo Zhicheng’s palm and even the entire body’s skin is white and tender is because he practiced the relationship of Hell King Golden Body. The surface of the skin on the whole body has a layer of trembling force, and the old skin on the body , Dead skin and all kinds of dust bounce off, making his skin look extremely tender and white.

The crackling sound was like the sound of an iron whip being drawn on the steel plate. Feng Lun not only failed to return, but also felt that the whole arm was numb, and even the blood swelled, making him unable to work.

On the other side, Wu Zhi’an only felt that a strong force came from his neck, and he was stunned lightly.

After a soar into the clouds and mount the mists, he had flown a dozen meters away.

And Feng Lun knew that someone was messing up, coldly snorted, and no matter who the caller was, the other hand had been drawn towards the other’s chest.

He had already known the height of the opponent ’s martial arts just a short time ago, and I am afraid that he was still above him. This whip was pulled out with all his strength, and I saw the joints on his upper and lower body screamed and his shoulders twisted. The entire arm suddenly grew a quarter.

At this moment Feng Lun gathered his whole energy together, and in one move, the air seemed to be evacuated and a buzzing sound was made.

However, Zuo Zhicheng opposite him faced this move, but he did not evade or avoid it, so he looked at Feng Lun indifferently, and let him draw the whip fiercely on his own. On the chest.

Between the electric light and the flint, Zuo Zhicheng’s entire body seemed to shake, and the muscles on his body were accompanied by a violent shock, just like a large river in the Yangtze River, transmitting all the power to his chest and then burst out.

It is almost incredible martial arts to use the epidermis of the chest, but Zuo Zhicheng has easily done it with his amazing martial arts cultivation base and Hell King Golden Body.

Obviously, during this period of cultivation, not only did he advance in Cold Light Fluctuation Sword and Taoism, but all other martial arts did not relax, and he also made great progress because of his efforts and the improvement of his physical strength.

boom! There was a loud noise. After seeing the intersection of palms and chests, Feng Lun’s arm bounced back as if he had been run over by a truck, and he himself even deng deng deng backed up more than ten steps, and finally stopped. After that, a pair of eyes stared like bull’s eyes, staring at the motionless Zuo Zhicheng.

On the other side, the Martial Master also turned pale with fright, his eyes were very bright, and he couldn’t believe looking at the chest of Zuo Zhicheng in the field. Just under Feng Lun’s whip, the other’s coat was directly A big tear was ripped open, but the body skin was still white and tender like a baby, not even a trace of Red Seal.

‘Unharmed? How could it be unscathed? ‘

The thoughts of the four people present echoed in their brains.

And Zuo Zhicheng took a look at his ragged clothes on his chest, and moved towards Feng Lun’s nodded in front of him: “It can be done with the current physical strength … not bad.”