Although Guo Jing is not very smart, he is not stupid either. After fighting Yang Kang for a few rounds, he understands a lot. He knows that the richly dressed young man in front of him has exquisite moves and strict fists and kicks. He is not an easy character to deal with. His aura
In a flash, with a solemn expression, he exerted all his strength and used a set of Nanshan boxing techniques.
This boxing technique was taught by Nanshan Woodcutter Nanxi Ren, one of the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River. The techniques are simple and the technique is vigorous and powerful.
Faced with Yang Kang's exquisite and erratic fist skills, Guo Jing used his clumsiness to overcome skill. He lowered his waist and sat on his horse. He used a Nanshan boxing technique that was very powerful. Coupled with his strong body, the power of this boxing technique was quite impressive.
At first, Yang Kang didn't take Guo Jing, a sturdy young man with a simple and honest face, seriously, but after the fight, he secretly complained in his heart. It was true that the young man's fighting style was too direct, and he just relied on the strength of his fists and feet to suppress him.
, his moves simply cannot exert their original effect.
After dozens of moves, Yang Kang kept retreating under Guo Jing's fierce and heavy fists and kicks, and was about to exit the field. This was a huge loss of face for him, his face turned red, and his heart became fierce, and he didn't care.
Not too much. When he moved his hands, the bones of his arm creaked and seemed to have grown a few inches. The five fingers turned into claws, surrounded by a trace of cold and cruel energy.
A sharp wind sounded, and Yang Kang reached out with his arm and grabbed Guo Jing's arm. This grasp was so sharp, his fingers were like gold and iron, very sharp. Even though Guo Jing had strong muscles and bones, he was caught with one move.
, the blood immediately dripped with blood, and bloody gashes appeared on the arm, and the skin and flesh were rolled up, which looked very scary.
However, Guo Jing grew up in the desert grassland and has strong perseverance. Mere flesh injuries are a common occurrence for him and have little impact. On the contrary, after being injured, he inspired the blood in his heart. He groaned, took a big step, and it was just a move.
Progressive punching, the force comes from the soles of the feet, and the waist and horse are integrated. This punch has exerted his maximum strength.
The sound of the wind was roaring, but before the punch landed, Yang Kang's face went cold, and he felt as if a strong cold wind was blowing from him.
At that time, he was a little panicked. Yang Kang had never suffered much since he was a child. Such a brutal fight was unprecedented. When he saw Guo Jing's fierce punch, he was at a loss. His thoughts were messed up and he immediately ate it.
Big loss.
With a bang, Guo Jing's punch hit him directly on the chest. His bones were about to crack, and the pain penetrated his bones. He sucked in a breath of air, and Yang Kang's face turned red and white.
Yang Kang's whole body's inner strength was even more intense than Guo Jing's. Although Guo Jing's punch was powerful, the injury was not serious, but the severe pain was really unbearable for Yang Kang. If it weren't for the fear of being in public here,
, in full view of everyone, he had already screamed.
After punching the man, Guo Jing suddenly realized what he was doing and was a little at a loss. He just took action out of anger, but now that he had hurt the man, he felt somewhat embarrassed and was about to explain.
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from the crowd: "Good boy, if you dare to hurt the young prince, let Uncle Peng take care of you today to save you trouble in the future!"
Before he finished speaking, a man jumped out. This man was short in stature and had red eyes, but his eyes were like lightning and his voice was like a loud bell. It was terrifying.
This man was a master of martial arts invited by Prince Zhao's Mansion, known as "Thousand-Handed Man-Slaughter" Peng Lianhu. He was also a well-known figure in the Shandong underworld. He was ruthless and killed countless people under his command, so he got such a cruel nickname.
At this time, Peng Lianhu took action not only to rescue Yang Kang, but also to show off his skills in front of others, so even when facing an unknown person like Guo Jing, he used all his strength to kill.
When he reached out with his arm, his bones creaked, he took a deep breath, and using all his inner strength, he gently pressed it towards the top of Guo Jing's head.
The power of this palm press condensed Shen Xiong's strength. With Guo Jing's martial arts, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive and would have to have his brain smashed to death.
Such a scene happened so suddenly, almost as soon as Guo Jing punched Yang Kang, Peng Lianhu took action boldly, and his fierce murderous intent broke out instantly.
There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd watching, and many people felt it was a pity that Guo Jing, a young man with a warm heart, did not expect that he would end up like this in the end.
It's just that many people have recognized Peng Lianhu's identity. They know that he is cruel and ruthless and have great martial arts skills, so they dare not speak out in anger.
Speaking of Guo Jing, he felt the strong wind blowing from his head like turbulent waves, which made it difficult for him to breathe. He was startled and secretly thought that his life was over.
On the line between life and death, suddenly a wisp of white light flashed through the void, followed by a shrill scream. Peng Lianhu somersaulted in the air and retreated to the side in embarrassment, his arms dripping with blood, and his face was full of ferocious color.
Many people with clear eyesight gasped when they saw it. Peng Lianhu was in really bad condition at this time. There was a bamboo chopstick stuck in his right wrist, which penetrated the bones of his wrist and the blood couldn't stop.
of flow.
"Which thief is plotting to harm people? Stand up for me, hiss!"
Peng Lianhu was usually such a cruel person, but who would have thought that this time it was just a matter of showing his face, but in the end he suffered such a big loss, how could he endure it, and he started to curse loudly.
"snort!"
A cold snort sounded out of thin air, and then everyone saw a green shadow flashing like lightning, and a clear and clear sound of snapping. Peng Lianhu was slapped on the ear and scratched, half of his cheek was swollen, and he was really embarrassed.
The person who took action was naturally Taiyuan who was watching the show. When he saw Peng Lianhu using all his strength to kill Guo Jing on the spot, he would not watch helplessly, so he took out a chopstick at hand, flicked it, and killed Guo Jing on the spot.
Pierced Peng Lianhu's wrist.
Then he slapped him again, and then landed next to Guo Jing.
Peng Lianhu's head was buzzing, his cheeks were burning, and he lost consciousness. His eyes were blood red. When he glanced at Guo Jing, he saw someone else beside him.
This man was dressed in Taoist attire and was a young Taoist with handsome features.
"The little Taoist is so ruthless, I want you to die!"
At first, Peng Lianhu was a little worried about meeting some martial arts master, but when he saw that he was a young Taoist priest, most of his worries immediately disappeared. He roared viciously, and without caring about the injuries on his body, he pounced with his feet and threw out his left hand.
Another slap came over.
He came out with anger, his palms were so fierce that the air crackled, like firecrackers exploding, it was very scary.
Taiyuan shook his head slightly, calmly, and also lightly slapped his palm. With a pop, the two palms collided. Peng Lianhu roared wildly, as if he was hit by a big mountain, and flew several feet away in the air.
Before he even hit the ground, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out. His face instantly turned pale, and he collapsed on the ground, unable to stand up.
"It's really noisy."
Taiyuan glanced at it indifferently and ignored it. Although the palm he just struck did not use all his strength, it was enough for Peng Lianhu. His internal organs were shaken and his meridians were injured. It took only a few months.
I'm afraid I don't have to think about using martial arts anymore.
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