Chapter 435
Feng|Liu the beggar with the foil sword, Wang Shaoyuan the meteor from Peiping, Bai Yuqing the storyteller from Jinmen, Wei Wentong the fallen son from Fengtian, the coal-horse broadsword eyes Chen... This man...
This man is like a plow flower, a big drum, and a banyan tree!
Brother Jian's godfather under Moth Mountain!
It must be him! This guy is not easy to mess with...
I backed away subconsciously in fear.
Why does Xie Qirong still look so young!
Wang Shaoyuan of Peking, who was Xie Qirong's murderer, made everyone's eyes pop out! After learning about this, the descendants of Yanzi Li San came to seek revenge, and were beaten to death by this man. In the end, the Changchun Society dispatched a group of masters from the society to capture this man alive! Sister Hong said that this person has been locked up in Jiamusi Mental Hospital! It has been more than ten years since it was detained in 1984 until now!
Why did you run out!
Who the hell released this! This man has a severe mental illness that cannot be cured. He has been locked up for more than ten years and given injections and electric shocks every day. I am afraid he is already hopelessly insane!
Seeing that he was still spinning around and playing with the rattle, I turned pale and pulled Brother Yu: "Quickly, this guy is a master of the Changchun Society."
"A monk who can run away can't run away from the temple," Brother Yu raised his cold eyebrows and said eagerly: "You're going to be awesome and able to fight, right? Come on, let me try it with him. I've never encountered anyone who can make me suffer." people."
The man stopped spinning. He seemed to have heard what Brother Yu said.
He pinched his waist with one hand, pointed at Brother Yu with a rattle and said, "You want to fight me? That's okay."
After saying that, he threw away the rattle in his hand and said mockingly: "I'll let you, you use a stick and I'll use my hands, but don't blame me if I beat you to death."
"Ah...."
Brother Yu was not afraid at all and sneered: "Not many people in Shaolin Temple dare to talk to me like this, silly boy, come on."
Brother Yu simply threw away the wooden stick in his hand. He bowed slightly, made fists with both hands, raised the heel of his right leg, and raised his eyebrows coldly. He was obviously angry, and I couldn't persuade him at all.
"Let's step back, brother," Brother Zhiyuan pulled me and ran a few steps away.
At this time, I could only hear someone shouting in the distance: "Hey, don't run too far. I'll look for you after I kill this man."
I have seen Brother Yu fight with my own eyes. He can take on more than a dozen gangsters with ease. I know that he still holds back, including the time with Brother Zhiyuan.
He has been practicing martial arts in the temple since he was a child, and he is extremely talented in actual combat. I am not called Shaolin Brother Yu for nothing.
Among the eight gates of the old society, Xie Qirong belongs to the gate among the eight gates, and gate is martial arts. It is said on the street that Xie Qirong is great, but those are all rumors after all. Since Brother Yu himself has confidence, then I just choose to believe him.
Brother Zhiyuan shouted in support: "Go! Lao Yugan gets down on this idiot!"
Soon enough, in the blink of an eye, the two of them were fighting each other with bare hands.
Xie Qirong's high whip kick was clean and powerful, and he kicked Brother Yu on the neck. Brother Yu reacted quickly and ducked down to avoid the high whip kick. Then Brother Yu saw the opportunity and hit him with the right hand. His knees flew up and he directly pushed Xie Qi Rong’s balls with his knees!
When Xie Qirong saw this, he pushed his butt back with all his strength and just managed to avoid the blow.
The series of actions at this moment lasted only a few seconds.
I watched their close fight, and I couldn't close my mouth.
It's not like I imagined, flying over the wall and punching in waves. The first move is to attack the lower three lanes!
Xie Qirong retracted his butt | one side of his body, and very skillfully grabbed Brother Yu's arm. Seeing this, Brother Yu punched Xie Qirong in the face.
Xie Qirong blocked the punch with one palm. The two of them took the move almost at the same time and launched it at the same time. They kicked each other in the stomach. It can be seen that the force of this kick was extremely strong. Ordinary people would be afraid of being hit by it. It won't work all of a sudden.
Brother Yu was kicked by this kick and took a dozen steps back. His center of gravity was unstable and he was half-leaning against the wall.
On the other hand, after Xie Qirong was kicked by Brother Yu, he stamped his foot on the ground and stood firm without taking a step back.
When they met, he suffered a loss. Brother Yu stood up and twisted his neck back and forth, and his bones made strange noises.
Xie Qirong was wearing a women's long down jacket. Seeing Brother Yu being kicked as if nothing happened, he was surprised and said, "Where did you learn this? Young people have a solid foundation in hard skills."
Brother Yu snorted and pointed at Xie Qirong: "It doesn't matter what you know how to do. Don't be awesome. Come back when you have the guts."
Having said that, I saw Brother Yu put up a posture and remained still, and the veins on his temples on both sides of his forehead popped out.
The next moment I heard clearly, as if from his throat or from various joints in his body, there were waves of deep sounds.
"oops!"
When Xie Qirong heard this voice, he immediately took a step back and said loudly: "I know! The six major openings of external training and internal strengthening! You have been in Shaolin Temple!"
"The muscles and bones roar together."
"This is the sound of tiger and leopard thunder."
"You must have endured a lot of hardships. Young people are not easy."
Xie Qirong was not stingy and gave Brother Yu a thumbs up with a smile.
