"Bang!"

The terrifying and fierce wind pressure shot between the fists that met.

Neither Liu Xiang nor Zhang San retreated. They waved their other hands almost at the same time and blasted each other. The two of them were knocked away at almost the same speed. No one took advantage.

Liu Xiang grinned and said ferociously to Zhang San, who was also getting up: "You are weaker than I thought. It seems that we are evenly matched now!"

Zhang San's face twitched twice: "The verbal offensive is of no use to me."

"That's such a pity!" Liu Xiang kicked off the ground and attacked Zhang San again. His fists exploded and struck at the vital points without any intention of defense.

However, Zhang San is really ridiculously strong. Perhaps Wei Wukong is far inferior to Wei Wukong in terms of boxing skills, but he has strengthened his body to an unknown extent, surpassing Liu Xiang's level by 4 levels, and he also has the combat experience of hundreds of battles.

.Let him not fall behind even when Liu Xiang's fist power explodes.

However, Liu Xiang's defenseless style of play also made Zhang San extremely uncomfortable. Defense and dodge would only destroy his own momentum when his strength was equal. Zhang San was forced by Liu Xiang's offensive and had no choice but to fight Liu Xiang in an attack-for-attack manner.

, exchanging injury for injury.

For a moment, the fist hit the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The more Zhang San was beaten, the more frightened he became. Didn't Liu Xiang know the pain? The more he was injured, the more fierce the beating became. However, at the time of life and death, even if Zhang San could not endure as much as Liu Xiang, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere.

In the current situation, whoever gives in first will die!

Liu Xiang finally used his murderous intent to immobilize Zhang San for a moment. Unfortunately, the time was too short and he was blocked by the sudden out-of-body spiritual energy of Zhang San who recovered instantly and was unable to take advantage.

Senior warriors are different from warriors. Warriors can only add spiritual energy to their bodies or slightly shorter weapons at most. However, senior warriors can truly extend their spiritual energy outside the body. With Zhang San's level as a junior senior warrior, he can

Go five meters away.

Fortunately, Zhang San has also just advanced to become a senior martial artist, and his proficiency in external psychic energy is as good as Liu Xiang's chance of releasing his murderous aura. If his spiritual energy fails to work at times, Liu Xiang would be really in danger.

I don’t know how long it took, but it was getting dark anyway, and the helicopter would probably arrive soon.

The two of them seemed to have reached their limit, and they punched each other hard again, and both of them were shot backwards. Neither of them could get up immediately.

In the end, the two of them thought they had made an appointment, so they sat up tremblingly. Panting heavily, they had no strength to make a move. They couldn't even stand up!

Zhang San stared at Liu Xiang, spit out a mouthful of blood and suddenly laughed hoarsely, saying: "It seems I won!"

Liu Xiang wiped a handful of blood that blocked his vision and replied contemptuously: "Do you think I can't see that you are also at the end of your fight? Where do you get the confidence? With my body's resilience, I am afraid that I will be the final winner.

"

"I can see that both our bodies have reached their limits. Although your body has been strengthened far beyond mine, you have forgotten that I am a senior warrior. I can use energy to heal injuries. It just so happens that I still have the last bit of spirit in my Dantian.

Yes. In just one minute, I can recover a little bit of your injuries, enough to kill you!"

After Zhang San finished speaking, he actually closed his eyes and began to exercise to heal his injuries.

Liu Xiang's heart sank. If Zhang San was allowed to recover for even one minute, he might really be doomed.

How could Liu Xiang be willing to do this? He clenched his teeth and stood up with difficulty. A large mouthful of blood spurted out unconsciously. He moved his trembling legs and walked towards Zhang San bit by bit, despite the speed.

Like a turtle crawling.

Liu Xiang walked for a long time in the short distance of 10 meters, but Liu Xiang still got close to Zhang San in the end.

Liu Xiang looked at Zhang San who was very close to him with his eyes closed to heal his wounds. He couldn't help but smile. He raised his right hand slightly, intending to hit Zhang San's bald head with Thunder Fist.

But at this moment, Zhang San suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of cunning. His right hand burst out with astonishing momentum, hitting Liu Xiang's heart.

Wasn't Zhang San using his energy to heal his injuries? He added the last ray of spiritual energy to his right fist, just waiting for Liu Xiang to come closer.

Seeing Zhang San's fatal punch very close to Liu Xiang's heart, Liu Xiang's left hand blocked Zhang San's fist at an incredible speed.

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking, and Liu Xiang's hand bones were broken.

But just when Zhang San thought his fatal punch could break through Liu Xiang's left hand, it still hit Liu Xiang's heart.

But he was shocked to find that Liu Xiang's broken left hand did not allow Zhang San's fist to break through at all, and a soft force counteracted his attack.

Seeing the disbelief on Zhang San's face, Liu Xiang said in a low voice: "This is called Wu Kong Fist!"

Then, with Zhang San's desperate eyes, he used the Thunder Fist to smash Zhang San's throat bone.

The vulture shot three times!

Liu Xiang did not relax immediately after killing Zhang San. Instead, he stood up straight, turned his head and shouted in a deep voice:

"Stop hiding! I see you!"

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the surroundings were completely silent. Liu Xiang finally relaxed completely and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

When Liu Xiang took a breath and prepared to deal with the broken bone in his left hand, Liu Xiang thought about it for a while but still felt a little worried, and turned around and shouted: "I see you."

After waiting for a few more seconds, there was still silence.

Liu Xiang silently praised his bluff, but suddenly a dry cough came from behind him, which scared Liu Xiang almost out of his mind.

Liu Xiang pretended to be calm and turned to look behind him.

The stern expression gradually turned into a silly smile: "Hey!"

Zhou Wei touched his nose with his right hand and walked out slowly, looking at Liu Xiang with some amusement: "It's only ten minutes. I didn't want to disturb you from enjoying the joy of victory alone. But you have too many dramas.

!”

"Haha! Aren't you afraid of a reversal at the last moment?" Liu Xiang grinned and laughed.

Zhou Wei stepped forward to help Liu Xiang deal with his injuries and gave him some simple movement therapy. Seeing that Liu Xiang had finally recovered some strength, he raised his hand and glanced at the monitor on his hand: "There is still life on Hell Island now.

You are the only one left who can signal."

"Is there another one?" Liu Xiang jumped up from the ground and looked around cautiously.

"Stop looking for it, there's another one with a life signal lying over there!" Zhou Wei looked to the other side and said.

Following Zhou Wei's line of sight, Liu Xiang finally saw another death row prisoner who still had a life signal.

"Wei Wukong is not dead yet?" Liu Xiang said with some surprise.

Zhou Wei walked to Wei Wukong and glanced down: "I'm almost dead, my internal organs are about to explode. I'm just relying on the system of a high-level warrior and the spiritual energy in my Dantian to hold on for a few breaths!"

"Alas! What a pity! Although his cultivation talent is not high, in terms of his boxing skills alone, he can be considered a master." Liu Xiang walked to Zhou Wei and sighed.

"You are the only one who still dislikes the low talent of others? But it is indeed a pity! This person is indeed worthy of the "terrible" in Major General Qin's words. The Wu Kong Fist is extremely exquisite, and he understands the meaning of the fist at the level of a high-level warrior without relying on external force. If

If it weren't for the realm, I'm afraid it would shock the entire martial arts world." Zhou Wei touched his chin and said in a deep voice.

Glancing at Liu Xiang, Zhou Wei said with a strange expression: "Otherwise, let him be the last person alive on Hell Island!"

Liu Xiang was startled by Zhou Wei's words, and said with a grimace: "Brother! Don't be ridiculous, let him live! What should I do? I'm not great enough to trade my life for his!"

Zhou Wei's lips curled up slightly: "I'm not kidding! A mere high-level martial artist can create such exquisite boxing techniques and understand the meaning of the boxing by himself. This kind of talent is worth more to the country than an ordinary martial artist. I can't replace it with you.

It’s a loss.”

"Brother Zhou! Don't you love me anymore?" Liu Xiang shouted with a look of despair.

Zhou Wei's face turned green. If he hadn't seen Liu Xiang's injury, he would have wanted to patch him up a few more times!

"Okay! You should put away your magical powers! He can survive without you. But surface work still needs to be done! Just follow me and leave the island in advance. When the helicopter comes, he will be picked up naturally.

Wei Wukong is still alive." Zhou Wei said helplessly.

"Ah! Now that we are leaving, what will happen to the mini bomb in my body? Do you know how to defuse bombs?" Liu Xiang was puzzled.

"What kind of bomb do you want to defuse? The only thing in your body is a life signal device under the skin of your arm, and you're not afraid of pain. Why don't you just dig it out yourself?" Zhou Wei replied nonchalantly.

Liu Xiang touched his chest, "What about the micro bomb injected into my chest?"

"What I injected into you was just an injection of glucose. There was no bomb in it."

"Ah? Didn't you and Major General Qin say that you should treat everyone equally?"

"I'm scaring you! Isn't this because I'm afraid you'll be opportunistic?"

Liu Xiang's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he continued to ask in disbelief: "Didn't you say that in the Gu-Raising Project, bombs must be planted no matter who you are?"

Zhou Wei nodded: "Yes! But the Gu raising plan was terminated 10 years ago! Now there is no such regulation except for death row prisoners. Besides, it has been 10 years and no outsiders have joined Hell Island. This is Master's famous post.

I still have face."

"In other words, I can survive by just living anywhere! But isn't this too unfair to the death row inmates?"

"Talking to justice with these heinous guys? You have something wrong with you!" What Qin Songshan said to Zhou Wei was forwarded to Liu Xiang by Zhou Wei.

Liu Xiang looked at Zhou Wei with wide eyes, speechless for a moment.

Zhou Wei squatted down next to Wei Wukong, reached into his pocket and took out a small tube of healing fluid, opened Wei Wukong's mouth and poured it in. He sighed and said, "I hope he can survive until the helicopter arrives!

"

Liu Xiang took a deep look at Wei Wukong and said to Zhou Wei: "Give me a try too, I feel like I can't survive it either!"

"If you can't survive it, you can survive it. There are hundreds of people in this small tube!"

Liu Xiang looked at Zhou Wei and was speechless for a moment.

Zhou Wei reached out and looked at the time: "Let's go! The helicopter will be arriving soon. Let's leave first!"

After saying that, he led Liu Xiang towards the psychic speed car hidden not far away.

The speeding car soared into the sky, and Liu Xiang turned to look at the helicopter flying towards Hell Island at high speed in the distance, silently sending his blessings for survival to Wei Wukong who didn't know whether he had committed a heinous crime or not.
Chapter completed!