Jinghong's fists were like meteors, fast and ruthless, and they went straight to the enemy's vital points. Du Feiyu's palms flew like shadows, as erratic as butterflies through flowers. Whether it was Jinghong's fists or Du Feiyu's palms, they were both
The guards who fought him became more and more frightened.
Looking at the other two battle circles, Slender Monkey was already involved in a fierce battle with a guard, and the busking brother and sister joined forces to entangle one person.
"boom"
"Are you okay?" Du Feiyu knocked a guard to the ground again and turned to the thin monkey and asked.
"It's okay." Shouhou smiled bitterly and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Originally, he was much stronger than Du Feiyu, but since the latter practiced with instructor Duan Ling, the progress of his practice has also skyrocketed. Half a year ago, he was stronger than Du Feiyu.
He was on par with him, and now he even surpassed him. This earth-shattering gap made Shouhou smile bitterly and sigh that things are impermanent.
"Come on." He glanced at the other battle circles. The two of them moved and rushed forward again...
Five minutes. Among the seven guards, Du Feiyu solved two of them, Jinghong solved two of them, and there were still three people left. Facing Jinghong, Du Feiyu, Shouhou and the busking brother and sister, the remaining three guards even
They couldn't hold on for two minutes, and they all lay on the ground, losing their fighting ability.
Ma Di's eyelids twitched imperceptibly. The three teenagers in front of him also made him feel a little threatened. What have the Tianji Group done in these years? When did the strength of this new generation reach this level? But in his heart
Shock was a shock. The more this happened, the more determined he was to get rid of each other. The Wild Wolf Gang and the Tianji Group were mortal enemies. Whether it was public or private, he did not want to leave such an opponent to his future self. Therefore, he did not want to leave such an opponent to his future self.
The moment the last guard fell to the ground, he took action. A long halberd was smoothly pulled out from the space ring, turning into a bit of cold light and flying toward the thin monkey with the weakest strength.
It has to be said that Ma Di's skills are much better than those seven low-level guards. Although he is addicted to wine and sex and has not worked hard to practice, he is still the son of the Wild Wolf Gang. Even if he is not good enough, his parents will
They will get him a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to enhance his strength. Thanks to countless pills and supplements, his current strength has already reached the level of an eight-star monk.
This attack on the horse flute was done with all the strength, the halberd flashed with cold light, and it flashed directly at the thin monkey's chest.
"Be careful." Jinghong reacted first and pushed the thin monkey hard. His fists were thrown out like thunder and hit the halberd hard. There were only two muffled sounds and Jinghong's fists had already hit the target.
, the fierce force shook the halberd body to one side, and at this moment, the halberd in Ma Flute's hand suddenly shook slightly, and a soft force like a big wave bounced out of the halberd body, and pushed the halberd to one side.
Caught off guard, Jinghong took two steps back.
"Hey!" The halberd tilted slightly and slid against the thin monkey's cheek, leaving a scratch on his face with the cold energy.
His eyes were filled with astonishment. Jinghong looked at his fists in disbelief. Most of his training over the years had been immersed in these iron fists, and with the help of his explosive fighting skills, he used all his strength to
Not to mention a gun, even a boulder can smash it away. However, his two punches with all his strength only shook the halberd in Ma Di's hand to one side. Could it be that the opponent's strength is already too strong?
Is this the case?
Different from Jinghong's shock, Ma Di was also a little surprised. With his eight-star monk's strength, he was already two stars stronger than Jinghong, and the fighting skill he practiced was a water-attributed Xuan-level intermediate fighting skill.
Skill, this kind of fighting skill is the best at offloading force. Generally speaking, as long as the strength is not stronger than him, he can completely offload the opponent's strength in a single battle. But when Jing Hong...
When his fist fell on the halberd, he clearly felt that a ferocious momentum like a savage beast suddenly erupted from the point of contact. Even though he removed the force many times, he was unable to remove all of it, which led to the long
The halberd also lost its accuracy.
Originally, he planned to kill the thin monkey with a halberd, and then use his hands to deal with the remaining two people, but this way, it became a one-on-three situation.
A slight solemnity slowly appeared on his face, and Ma Di's expression was as gloomy as if he wanted to squeeze out the water. In anger, he paused slightly with his halberd, then brought up the roaring wind and stabbed Jinghong's head.
"Little bastard, aren't you trying to be brave? I will kill you first today." The halberd light roared towards him, and he was in front of Jinghong in the blink of an eye.
"Fist splits the eight wastes." Jinghong roared with a tiger. He didn't dodge or dodge, and struck straight with a pair of iron fists. On the fists, the rich earth-yellow fighting spirit quickly condensed. In the sound of energy explosion, it collided with the oncoming long sword.
Halberds collide head-on.
"Boom", a circle of invisible air waves spread out, blowing the robes of Du Feiyu and others, and the sand and dust on the ground within a few feet were also blown away, making it as clean as if it had just been swept.
Amidst the muffled sound of "Poison", a figure shot out backwards and stepped back more than ten steps along the ground. Immediately, his body shook and a trace of blood slid down the corner of his mouth.
The "boss" Thin Monkey's eyes narrowed, and he hurried a few steps forward to hold him up.
"I'm fine." He stretched out his palm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Jinghong's eyes were filled with fanatical fighting spirit. The technique he practiced emphasized moving forward. No matter how many people or strength the opponent had, he could not retreat.
, because the momentum will be weakened as soon as you retreat. Without momentum, you will not be able to display the true power of "Fist Split Eight Desolations". There is no turning back arrow when you shoot the bow, which is the soul of "Fist Split Eight Desolations".
He raised his head and glanced at Ma Di, whose breath was fluctuating due to the hard impact. Jing Hong was about to speak, but his eyes were frozen. He pushed Thin Monkey away and said urgently: "Go and help Fei Yu."
It turned out that Du Feiyu reacted quickly when he saw the two of them fighting each other. At that moment, the shadow of his palm flew and he rushed towards Ma Di. Du Feiyu was very fast, and he was in front of Ma Di in a flash, with his palm facing him.
It was imprinted on the chest.
"Bang!" Ma Di was at a time when the breath in his body was unstable, and the halberd was old and could not be recovered in time. At that moment, Du Feiyu struck his chest with a palm, and with a muffled sound, he took a few steps back.
The "good boy" was surprised and overjoyed. Du Feiyu's palm was a perfect grasp of the fighter's timing. It was just when Ma Di's forward strength was exhausted and his rear strength was not yet generated. If he attacks at this time, even if Ma Di's strength is strong, it will be greatly reduced.
So it is perfect and impeccable,
"Ah" before the surprise in his heart faded away, Du Feiyu suddenly screamed and raised his palm, only to see that there were several small holes in the palm of his hand, and blood was flowing out.
"Hehe, you are quite powerful, but you can't do anything to my Celestial Silkworm Armor. Although you three are strong, you can only dispatch those useless servants. You deserve to be unlucky if you run into me." He took a few steps back and pressed down.
With the blood boiling in his lower chest, Ma Di lowered his head and glanced at the torn skirt of his clothes, and then he let out a proud and sinister laugh.
"Celestial Silkworm Armor?" Du Feiyu's eyes fell on Ma Di's chest. The latter's tattered clothes revealed a small piece of silver-white armor, with tiny spikes faintly visible on it. The bloody hole in his palm was caused by this sharp point.