Xiong Chao's horse steps were as firm as a rock, and his whole aura changed in vain. At this moment, he was like an insurmountable barrier, using his body as a chopping board, and he would not take a step back even if he was chopped with a knife or axe.
Xu Qing's palm was already pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, but the opponent's posture of standing ready for you to beat also made him put down his palm on the hilt of the sword. He was ready to make a sandbag for you.
If you still draw your sword, that would seem a bit unkind, right?
Many martial arts novels contain descriptions of literary fights and martial arts fights. The so-called literary fights mean that everyone opens their mouths to eat jujubes, and you punch and kick me three times. The so-called martial arts fights are simpler, just roll up your sleeves and fight in one go, with a knife.
Draw a sword and dance with a sword, kill him until the sky is dark, and fight him until the sun and the moon eclipse. No matter whether it is a civil fight or a martial arts fight, there is only one final result, lose or win.
Xu Qing did not expect that a scene that only appeared in novels and movies would now be placed in front of him. Now that the big man had already put on a posture, he went up to weigh him.
The distance between the two was only three meters, and Xu Qing was there in an instant. He made a tentative move of Zhengyang Palm with both palms, and thought to himself, you are pretending to be a mountain, right? Then I will give you a move.
Yangxu Mountain stands.
Pushing his palms flat, a stream of hot positive Yang Qi surged and surged like a giant wave emptying out. Before the palms could reach him, the majestic energy roared towards Xiong Chao's chest, and the protective Yang Qi all over his body surged.
It fell apart when touched, and the leather vest on his chest suddenly became hot. Xu Qing only used five points of force in this palm, but the difference in the realm of the ancient warrior was by no means something that a hot-blooded persistence could contend with.
No! Xiong Chao was in a state of shock. He never imagined that the undressed and unspectacular young man in front of him would actually attack with such violence. He was so shocked that he pressed his tongue against the dental plate and pressed his fists like wind wheels.
Overlapping blows, bang bang bang - the punches fired one after another could barely compete with the opponent's rapid energy, and only bursts of roaring could be heard in the ears.
However, after Xiong Chao fired more than ten punches in an instant, he discovered a fact that made him depressed. The power of the punches disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, and the opponent's palm power dispersed his protective aura like a torrent.
It hit his chest, bam! Two palms were imprinted on his chest without any fancy, and the next second his huge body was thrown backwards like a paper kite with its string cut off.
Jiao, I tried my best! Xiong Chao felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. His opponent was far more powerful than he had expected. He finally came to his senses just when he was knocked away by a palm. Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Xu Qing was a little surprised when he slapped away the big guy in Zamabu. He originally thought that this guy could survive a few attacks, but he didn't expect that he would be so vulnerable. It's weird, this guy actually has a silver-like wax spear head. I had known it earlier.
Just reduce your strength a little more.
You must not know that Zhengyang Palm is a palm technique that focuses on attacking rather than defending. In the eyes of a heavenly warrior like Hu Jie who has inherited thousands of years of martial arts, it is not worth showing off. It is a superficial and crude palm technique. However,
In the eyes of an ancient warrior of Xiong Chao's level, it was nothing more than a stormy sea, and his strong body became a small sampan that was instantly swallowed up by the huge waves.
Xiong Chao was slapped away by a palm, and his huge body fell three meters away before landing with a bang. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit weakened. The horizontal kung fu he had practiced hard for many years was like a bubble under the scorching sun.
Annihilation, he was invincible in front of ordinary people, but he soon tasted the taste of complete defeat.
Ups and downs, this is the damn life. No matter it is martial arts or life, no one is eternally invincible. It doesn't matter if you fall, but if you fall and can't get up, you will become a real waste. It's easier said than done.
It’s difficult, because you have to get up too many times.
Xiong Chao was crawling. Only after he was slapped away by a palm did he understand what the gap was. The gap between realms was an insurmountable chasm. He could only crawl now, vomiting blood and crawling for the persistence in his heart. When he staggered
When he stood up, he realized that the young warrior standing with his chest covered was standing in front of him. Just a gentle press of his palm could prevent him from getting up again.
Xu Qing just slapped Yangxu Mountain with his palm and it affected the bone injury on his chest. Now he was in burning pain. He could slap the big guy away with one palm, but it would affect the injury. Only the occasional pain would make him excited.
Ling shuddered, the ancient warrior was not a god, he would still feel pain if he was injured.
"You are not the one who killed, but you are an accomplice. Just stay here and cool down, and someone will naturally come to deal with you!" Xu Qing raised the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and pointed at Xiong Chao's jade pillow.
Lie down on the ground.
With one palm and one finger, he paralyzed the guy who couldn't even be hit by bullets just now. Xu Qing's method made the skinheads behind him speechless. Some of them slipped and even dropped the pipe knives they were carrying.
When he turned around, clutching his chest, he saw a group of skinheads behind him who stepped back a few steps with a whoop, and a few who stepped on their heels, staring and sucking in the cold air.
Xu Qing waved to Zhang Qian who was not far away, and the guy immediately trotted over, giving a thumbs up and saying, "Master Xu, I heard that this guy can twist a water pipe as thick as his arm into a twist.
He is just a scumbag in front of you, he can be slapped away, he is amazing, this is the style of Jiangcheng's top master..."
The Taoist can wear many clothes, but flattery can never wear it. The gangsters and white gangsters all like this. Zhang Qian is very comfortable in both black and white, and he is also very good at flattering. He says it in a blur without repeating a word. "Flattery"
Gungun patted Xu Qing soothingly, and what was even more strange was that even the bone injury on his chest no longer felt so painful.
Xu Qing smiled, waved his hand to interrupt him and continued to take pictures, and whispered: "Tell them to go to No. 52 to take out my things. It is best to send them directly to Tianhong Group and ask Qin Bing to sign for them."
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Zhang Qian immediately nodded in response, turned around, ran to the group of skinheads, and shouted a few instructions. The group of skinheads immediately took action and prepared to find container No. 52, but just after taking two steps, a voice came from above their heads.
The trembling female voice stopped their steps abruptly.
"Let Xiong Chao go, otherwise as long as I press this button, all the high-quality materials will be blown up, including this ship!"
Xu Qing looked up at the sound and saw a very beautiful woman hanging upside down from the top of a mast less than two meters in front. She wrapped her legs around the mast. She looked a bit like a juggler, but no one knew who she was.
How did you climb up the mast silently and shake the remote control device with your right palm a few times to control the bomb? How did this woman get it?
Seeing that Xu Qing was not moved at all, the woman on the mast felt anxious for a while. She could only grit her teeth and repeat what she had just said: "Let go of Xiong Chao, otherwise I will press the button..." This woman is not
The other person is Gong Fengjiao, who was turned into a vampire by Steve.