Hu Jie's men saw the tricks, but his heart was already tangled. The arrogant boy in front of him obviously didn't have a good relationship with the black bat, otherwise he wouldn't have had no scruples when he dropped the bomb just now.
I once heard two ancestors say that, looking at the whole of China, there is only one place besides the most mysterious ancient martial arts sects that can cultivate warriors under the age of thirty, which is the Shengwu Hall in the capital and the Hu family.
Try not to conflict with these areas as much as possible to avoid harming your temper, but this guy's aggressive attitude is really intolerable!
Xu Qingquan relied on the three-step calamity palm technique to get an advantage, but the opponent's hands were both offensive and defensive without any flaws. In the blink of an eye, after dozens of encounters, he didn't even hit a single palm. This made people a little anxious. Seeing it again
A powerful punch from the Hunting Wind was struck, and his palms were swung open with the help of Crossing the Calamity and Resurrection. He let out a deep drink, his palms turned bright red, and the Seven-Style Zhengyang Palm was shot out like a wave of wind and clouds.
The Zhengyang Palm is all about fierceness and unrivaled strength. The palm moves people forward with an indomitable domineering attitude, which is completely different from the continuous and subtle delicacy of the Duer Palm. It is purely about hurting the enemy without caring about oneself, and fighting head-on.
Hu Jie's eyes were sharp, and he swung his fists like wind wheels to meet him. The two of them were equally powerful. Even if they were to fight head-on, neither one would get an advantage, but they could decide the winner as soon as possible.
The Hu family members who practice Bao Yu Gong have the biggest advantage. The Hu family members who can absorb external forces to assist their practice have stronger internal strength than martial artists in the same realm. They will definitely take advantage of them in a short-term fight. Hu Jie is eager for the opponent to use this kind of head-on confrontation.
Find a way to decide the outcome with him.
Bang bang bang - the fists and palms clashed with great energy, and the sound of the bombardment was like a spring thunder exploding, which made people's eardrums numb. Both of them used needle points to attack the wheat awns fiercely, and the loud and loud sounds moved the world.
Hu Jie relied on his strong inner strength to move his hands and feet without any reservations. Every time he hit the opponent head-on with a move, he had a hearty feeling, as if he would see that the opponent was beyond his capabilities the next moment. But after fighting for more than a hundred moves, he
I discovered a speechless fact. Not only did the boy on the opposite side not show any signs of fatigue, but he became more and more energetic as he fought. On the contrary, he himself felt that his Dantian was empty, and his energy would weaken a bit with every punch. He was so shocked that his fists and feet became chaotic.
Xu Qing is no longer the rookie he used to be. His real fighting experience is ten times better than that of Hu Jie, who only harms the vampires. When he sees the flaw in the opponent's boxing technique, he will naturally not let it go.
When Hu Jie was tired of dealing with it, he slipped and floated behind his opponent like a ghost, and lightly printed the palm of his hand on his opponent's back.
Tsk-
There was a sound of fabric tearing, and the few remaining clothes on Hu Jie were instantly torn into pieces by an invisible tension. The dark fragments were like dancing ink butterflies, whirling and falling, standing in the distance.
Young Master Hu was completely dumbfounded, and he looked up at the strange scene in front of him.
It was a great shame and humiliation for a majestic heavenly warrior to be stripped naked and run away with a palm. If time could be turned back, it would be worth asking Hu Jie to dig a hole in the ground.
The more exciting thing is yet to come. Xu Qing did not stop there. Taking advantage of his opponent's dazed moment, he slapped Hu Jie on the back with Kongji Wusheng. If this move hit, it would not be as simple as bad clothes. This
But it will cause hair loss.
Bang! He moved his palm forward, pushing the stunned Hu Jie to stagger. The guy was so frightened that his whole body went cold, and sweat burst out like a fountain. He also felt faintly lucky in his heart. He could clearly feel the pressure on his back.
I slapped the palm, but other than some surge of blood, no real damage was found.
Rustling - just when Hu Jie was secretly rejoicing, a soft sound suddenly sounded in his ears, like light raindrops falling. He subconsciously shook his head, and all the scorched hair on his head fell to the ground. At the same time, his crotch felt cold, and he was shocked.
He then lowered his head and glanced at his second brother, only to see that the curly hair on his head was falling down as if it had been scraped with a sharp knife, and both his big and small heads became bald.
"Ah!" Hu Jie, who was filled with shame and anger, suddenly let out a roar, turned around and ran away. It was undoubtedly a hundred times more uncomfortable to end up like this than to cut him out with a knife.
"You naked thief, do you still want to run away like this? You'll be embarrassed wherever you go!" Xu Qing stepped out of the way and blocked Hu Jie's path, not forgetting to tease him in a low voice.
Hu Jie's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a furious ferocious beast. There was a roar in his throat and he yelled: "Go to hell!" He clenched his two fists and hit Xu Qing's chest with all his strength, filled with hatred.
He had already tried his best to take action.
Xu Qing knew that this guy would get angry, so he was on guard for a long time. He reacted immediately when he punched, and accidentally used the last move of Zhengyang Palm, Zhengyang Tianxia, with both palms. This palm technique is rarely used, but
He had absolute confidence in this palm that pressed the bottom of the box.
The fists were like thunder shaking the mountains, and the palms were like breaking waves to catch dragons. The two collided with each other and made a loud bang. The energy that burst out from where the fists and palms met scraped off a layer of turf on the ground. The two young people were full of energy.
All the Heaven Realm warriors used their full strength in this most powerful attack. The next moment, the two of them groaned and were thrown away as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer.
Hu Jieren opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood arrows in the air. At the last moment, he was hit by the opponent's fierce and domineering palm force, and his right fist seemed to hit the opponent. He had never been seriously injured before and now he finally felt that...
It was a heart-piercing and bone-crushing pain, but it was worth it. The boy who was hit by the punch must have had a hard time.
Bah! The two opponents landed almost at the same time. Hu Jie was in a worse situation. After being seriously injured, he fell face down. His bare head hit a decorative rockery stone hard, and he was bleeding profusely and fainted.
He died. In contrast, Xu Qing's luck was much better. His back hit a sweet-scented osmanthus tree hard, breaking the not-so-strong tree on the spot. When he landed, a rain of flowers fell on his head.
, he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood and struggled to stand up.
When he went out today, he didn't wear the combat uniform suit and only wore a pair of trousers. He deserved to be unlucky. He had to admit that Zhengyang Palm was still a few steps behind Hu Jie's Bao Yu Gong. If it weren't for his
With a body of unparalleled righteousness and yang energy as a support, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning at all. Now that I am lucky enough to win, I will end up with a lose-lose end. It's really fucking miserable!
It was a miserable end, but Xu Qing still won anyway. That guy Hu Jie was lying at the foot of the rockery not far away, bleeding. Even if he didn't die, his skin would still peel off. At least that harmful white face was gone, that's all.
He looked like he had gone to Bangzi Country for plastic surgery and was half disabled. Now he felt a burning pain in his chest, as if tens of thousands of steel needles were pricking him at the same time. The pricking in and stirring it up caused him to repeatedly warn in his mind.
You, brother, must hold on, get through it first and then talk about it!