Yang Jing is like an angry tiger coming out of the forest, heading straight for Emperor Xi Yu!
The footwork is small, short and powerful, but the speed is extremely fast!
Shake your feet to cheer and boost your momentum, roll your roar and shake the whole place. Bu-Shu_Bar.8.)
Thunder rumbled and dark clouds exploded. Yang Jing rushed forward without stopping at all, wielding his iron fist and attacking fiercely.
boom!
Xi Yuhuang's face was solemn. At the moment when Yang Jing's iron fist came, his right hand suddenly turned into a claw and greeted him in an instant. The two huge forces collided with each other and exploded at the point of intersection. Raging waves swept away in both directions.
The chains vibrated, flew and collided.
snort!
The two groaned at the same time, and Yang Jing's offensive was restrained. Xi Yuhuang's feet were covered with dirt, and he moved backwards, bang! He raised his right foot, stomped backwards, and hit the coffin behind him hard.
Stop the retreating figure.
"Emperor Xi Yu, your identity as the number one person on death row should have changed hands!" Yang Jing didn't stop his attack and rushed forward again like a hungry tiger.
"Stop him!" the prisoners roared angrily and surrounded Yang Jing.
"Stop!" Xi Yuhuang said indifferently, moved his steps, spun up, and skillfully dodged the impact of Yang Jing's iron fist.
"Beware of others, I will fight him." Floating to the ground, Xi Yuhuang gave simple instructions, clenched his claws, and attacked Yang Jing.
"Is this man crazy?"
"Challenge the crow? Hey, interesting."
"No one should interfere, let's watch the show."
Just as Yang Jing guessed, seeing him fighting the crow, the other gravekeepers chose to watch without exception, and even evacuated backwards to avoid affecting themselves.
The soldiers who were just about to hide in the hole in the wall cursed a few times, and then appeared on top of the wall again despite the thunder, paying attention to the battle situation below to avoid any accidents.
The rumble of thunder was getting louder and louder, and the dark clouds were rolling abnormally, but everyone in the cemetery was focusing all their attention on the sudden fierce battle.
Yang Jing exhales loudly and vigorously, and his fists are like two hammers, open and closed, fierce and aggressive, and extremely offensive.
Xi Yuhuang's techniques are dense and fast, and the strength is crisp and hard. He strikes with fists and palms, and grabs with eagle claws in return. The two are combined perfectly!
Yang Jing is as powerful as a tiger, powerful and powerful!
The crow is like an eagle, with a cunning and ruthless attitude!
Bang, bang, bang! The rapid and fierce booming like rain is even more powerful against the backdrop of dense thunder.
Yang Jing stopped talking and roared with momentum. The crow didn't ask him why he challenged him. He jumped up and down, and his moves were crisp and fierce. He seemed feminine, but he always burst out with terrifying power in the moment of confrontation with Yang Jing.
"Who is that person? Is he Di Cheng who challenged Zhou Shaohua?" Xue Ying's indifferent eyes finally showed some fluctuations. Yang Jing's extremely domineering attack method was eye-catching. Even from a distance, he could feel the implications.
of terrible power.
"No, the person who spoke to you just now is Di Cheng. This person should be named Yang Jing, one of the new heads of the Iron Prison." The prisoners who attended the gathering of the three prisons that day responded immediately.
"Oh?" The three bodyguards all flashed a hint of surprise. A Iron Supervisor Patriarch can challenge Crow? When did the Iron Supervisor Patriarchs become so powerful?!
As the battle continued, surprise gradually appeared in the prisoners' eyes, and the gravekeeper's eyes became more solemn. The original sneer gradually disappeared, and he stared closely at the two figures who were almost entangled together.
Although Crow was still able to take every punch with ease, if you observe carefully, you can tell from the opponent's gradually frowning brows that he is not feeling well.
Gao Sen and You Ling raised their eyebrows slightly. No wonder they were thrown into Chixiang Prison with them. They were all terrible beasts.
Even if I were in Yang Jing's position, I might not be able to do better than him.
"Enough is enough! I don't want to kill anyone today!" Finally, the muscles of Crow's arms suddenly contracted, and he was shocked immediately. A short but extremely crisp force burst out, and with the help of rotating double claws, he pointed at Yang Jing's lower abdomen like a drill, removing the hair.
The mad tiger retreated.
Both Yang Jing's momentum and moves made him feel troublesome. Crow originally wanted to find the opponent's weakness and kill him with one blow, but after more than ten minutes, his attack did not weaken at all. All moves were coherent and smooth, and it was difficult to find any obvious
weakness.
A head-on confrontation?! It's not that he doesn't want to, but once he suffers serious trauma, the gravekeepers who have been eyeing him for a long time will never let go of the opportunity.
"Is this enough? Are you afraid? Xi Yuhuang, you are so disappointing. In addition to defense and avoidance, don't you know how to take the initiative?" Yang Jing, who was shocked away, shouted coldly, took advantage of the situation and used force, and the evil tiger turned over.
He fell down like a mountain, with his palms on the ground as his feet, he kept pushing, raising his legs high, and the whole strength of his body was completely concentrated on his legs. The crazy strength made the wind in his legs like a violent storm, thunder and lightning, without any impact.
It hit the crow's upper body hard as if it was stingy with physical strength.
"You want to take the initiative? Humph, let me fulfill your wish!" Yang Jing's insistence made Xi Yuhuang look cold, and he really thought he was invincible if he didn't give you some clues.
The calm momentum suddenly became fierce. His feet were like a dragon going out to sea. He kicked hard and pushed Yang Jing's feet back. He twisted his feet and spun away. He spread his wings like an eagle, like an eagle hunting for food. His movements were graceful and unrestrained, and his claws were like a storm.
Bang bang!! The sharp claws fiercely hit Yang Jing's iron fist, and the power was changeable, strange and mysterious.
Yin Jin - not visible to the outside, strong and invisible, fierce and vicious.
Flexibility - flexible and long, heavy but not obvious, flexible and changeable.
Cun Jin - a sudden contraction of the muscles, a short burst of force, a clever, crisp burst of force, a quick invention.
Crisp strength - crisp and clear, quick to exert force, firm but not violent.
The four kinds of strength were transformed one after another under the shadow of Xi Yuhuang's claws, like arms and fingers, which was dazzling. He blocked all Yang Jing's domineering attacks in one moment, and his sharp fingertips brought out blood grooves!
After a fierce battle till now, both sides finally saw blood!
"Haha, show your skills, otherwise you will be severely injured today!" Yang Jing roared, carrying Xi Yuhuang and charging hard, regardless of the soreness of his body, punching, elbowing, knee kicking, and foot stamping, every move on his body
The parts became active in an instant, like a tornado brazenly facing Xi Yuhuang's tricky killing move.
Yang Jing once followed Di Cheng and won two hundred consecutive victories in the Hulunbuir Fighting Division. However, in order to hide his strength and better protect Di Cheng, he never fought again. And his true strength... was enough to complete three hundred.
A tough challenge for a winning streak!
Today, he made up his mind to severely damage the crow and showed his strength without any reservations!
Ye Wantong inhaled frequently, and the surprise in her eyes had turned to horror. The strength shown by Yang Jing had deeply shocked her. The dull sound of the collision between the two hit her heart like a drum, and every time it hit,
The sound brought waves of blood flowing.
Facing Yang Jing's rapid and fierce impact, Crow's strength was squeezed out little by little. The eyes of the first gravekeeper on death row became colder and sterner. Except for his claws, the rest of his body was gradually joining the battle, facing the attack.
Drive the opponent to attack, and occasionally counterattack to kill.
He is forcing Crow to show his true strength!
Boom!!!!
The thunder gradually slowed down and the wind gradually stopped, but after a long period of accumulation, the thick dark clouds finally tore open and poured down on the world like floods from unloading gates. The big raindrops struck the earth like pebbles and bombarded everyone's cheeks.
"Come on, come on, my perfect masterpiece, wash away all the dirt in this world." In the dense forest, the man who was talking to Annie that day opened his arms to welcome the heavy rain. I don't know if it was cold or excited, but his thin body was so gentle
Trembling.
"When will Chixiang Prison be breached?" Annie, wearing a raincoat, appeared behind her with a somewhat worried look on her face.
"It will be very soon, no more than tomorrow. Don't doubt my ability. This is very rude. Miss Anne, you should leave. If you leave too late, you won't be able to leave." The man did not turn around, but still opened his arms and closed his eyes.
Enjoy the rain washing your eyes.
"You are also a member of Skynet. The organization must take you away. The mission is about to be completed. I want to ensure your safety."
The man stood up slowly and looked at Annie with a half-smile: "Are you worried about Di Cheng?"
"He is the person in charge of me and the person in charge of the organization. Safety must be ensured." It was difficult to see the expression on Anne's face clearly through the rain, but the tone of her answer... there was such a slight change that could not be detected.
"Haha, is that so?" The man chuckled softly and did not dwell on this topic. He looked in the direction of Chixiang Prison, a trace of madness appearing in his eyes. "Let's go, it will be too late if we don't leave."
"Please, to ensure nothing goes wrong, the passage needs to be destroyed as soon as possible, and we need to leave before then."
PS: It’s the passion stage, and brothers have repeatedly requested it, so we break out in advance. If brothers feel passionate, please give the mice a few flowers. We don’t want to be ranked first, at least we can completely secure the second place.
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