How amazing is the explosive power of Huajin warriors?
The tiger in the mountain explodes, and it takes five seconds to reach 100 meters. It explodes with energy, and it takes less than four seconds to reach 100 meters!
The knife took advantage of the momentum and suddenly exploded. Its force was strong enough to cut a person in half from head to toe!
"Ito-kun!"
"It's Ito-kun!"
"Ito-kun is here!"
Some gunmen were overjoyed when they saw the visitor, and the gunshots stopped for a moment.
"Hua Jin?"
Wang Zhixuan narrowed her eyes slightly and shattered the skull of the gunman behind her with a backhand palm.
Turn around and step forward to meet the knife.
Zheng~
The sword light burst out for just a moment.
The sword's light was swift and violent, and it was full of inexhaustible violence in one stroke!
An Qisheng's heart exploded, the hairs all over his body stood up, and his heart felt sour.
It was like facing an abyss, like facing the overwhelming concrete falling down during an earthquake in the previous life.
I felt a huge crisis.
Can't hide!
Can't retreat!
When the crisis came, An Qisheng's mind suddenly became clear.
Phew~
His chest rose and fell high, and his waist was stretched like a spring rod.
At the same time, my feet suddenly shook!
At this moment, An Qisheng brought his Baji kick kick skills to the extreme.
With just one stomp of his foot, An Qisheng's eyes turned red and his ears buzzed, as if he was deaf.
Baji foot shaking implies danger. Excessive force may even injure the back of the head.
An Qisheng stomped his feet so hard that the white jade-like floor beneath his feet was crushed to pieces. How powerful was his force?
For an ordinary person who is not familiar with martial arts, this stomping of his feet would be enough to cause him to suffer a severe concussion, cerebral palsy, or even break his spine and kill him on the spot!
boom!
Huge anti-shock force from legs to waist,
to the crotch,
to the shoulder,
Arrive!
He twisted his body, and his shoulders and back hit the rockery where he was hiding!
boom!
Suddenly frightened, An Qisheng's dark energy exploded, and the rockery behind him was knocked into pieces by him.
And he himself used this huge impact to bounce back behind him. At the same time, the spear pulled out an astonishing arc and hit the violent sword light head on!
"I will kill anyone who wants me to die!"
Under the crisis of life and death, An Qisheng's will was highly concentrated.
At this moment, he even saw the mist-like pattern on the oncoming sword, as well as the surprise on the face of the man holding the sword.
"Are there any masters?"
An Qisheng's reaction was huge. The spear split the air like a stick. The burst of momentum made Ito Chengdu, who slashed with the sword, tremble in his heart.
"Well done!"
After being startled, Ito Makoto's eyes lit up, and the long slash of the knife met the spear that was swinging hard!
when!
An air explosion accompanied by the sound of violent collision of gold and iron exploded in the night sky!
The spear was raised high, and An Qisheng felt his fingers go numb, blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, and he was injured by the collision.
But he didn't even take a step back. The raised gun suddenly pressed down, and he walked away with him. He sprang out from the left side, rising up like a poisonous snake spitting a message from the ground.
The trembling spear suddenly became straight and pierced away!
"The energy has not yet reached its peak!"
The long sword in Ito Makoto's palm trembled. After the collision, he advanced instead of retreating. He lifted the long sword and slashed again!
Tsk~
In the sound of cracking brocade, the long knife cut through the air and clashed with the spear.
Every inch is longer and every inch stronger. When fighting with a spear, you must stay close.
Ito Cheng's eyes were red, and the sword light around his body was flashing. He was like a steel hedgehog, holding An Qisheng's spear hard and approaching him step by step.
"This man is so powerful that I am no match for him in a head-to-head fight."
An Qisheng felt clear in his heart.
This Fuso swordsman has superb swordsmanship, and each sword contains the cross-transformation of the four powers of bright hardness, light softness, dark hardness and dark softness.
After just a few collisions with swords and guns, his arms were already numb and somewhat inflexible.
If you are deceived by him, the consequences will be obvious, and you will definitely be killed on the spot with a knife!
Various thoughts flashed through An Qisheng's mind, but his men did not pause at all.
The spear danced at high speed, like a dragon and a snake circling in the sky. This time it was an explosion of dark energy. After several collisions, the palms were stained with blood, but they did not fall into the disadvantage.
Erupting dark energy consumes the most physical strength, and even a great boxer who transforms it into a powerful force cannot break out again and again.
That way, before the enemy is killed, he will die of exhaustion first.
But facing a master whose kung fu was obviously better than his own, An Qisheng had no other choice.
"Huh?"
Wang Zhixuan had already taken a step forward, but when she saw the two colliding, she couldn't help but stop.
She thought for a moment, then rushed into the night like a tiger, attacking and killing the gunmen amidst the hail of bullets.
I saw her walking like lightning, like a tiger or a leopard in her steps, her arms raised, her ten fingers flicking, like a dragon or an eagle, it was like a dragon and a tiger grabbing her!
Click~
As soon as a gunman fired a shot, his eyes were blurred. Before he could see clearly, he only felt a pain in his neck, and his throat was scratched by Wang Zhixuan.
Immediately, she took a step forward and disappeared into the forest. The next second, a tall man was shaken by her, and his whole body was broken!
Of all the boxing techniques, capturing is the most ferocious.
Legend has it that a fierce general in ancient times could tear a person in half with a single tear of his palm.
When Wang Zhixuan took action at this time, he was not inferior to those ancient generals. When he took action, he would die if he touched it, and he would be disabled if he touched it.
For a time, the gunshots in the courtyard became sparse!
"Baga! Baga! Baga!"
Listening to the screams in the courtyard, the anger in Ito Makoto's heart grew stronger and stronger, and finally exploded.
Zheng~~~
He raised one hand, spread his fingers wide, and met An Qisheng's spear that was smashed down like a stick.
The big tendons in his arms were tightened by them, and the sleeves swelled to pieces. The dark tendons were entangled, and it was like covering his arms with an iron coat.
The five fingers are even thicker and bigger, like five radishes.
It seems that he wants to grab An Qisheng's spear!
"You want to take my spear?"
An Qisheng felt a sneer in his heart.
Empty hands are like white knives, which is possible only when the gap between two people is so large that they cannot be bridged.
This Fuso Swordsman is not that much better than him!
Buzz~
His arm shook, and the spear made a "wuwu" sound, trembling violently, and its strength surged in waves.
Now, unless this Fuso swordsman is ten times better than him, there is no way he can take away his spear!
Snap!
The next moment, Ito Cheng's eyes bulged, and his thick palm grasped An Qisheng's spear with a click!
Stab~
In just one move, the skin on his arm burst and blood spurted out.
But as if he didn't know it, while holding the spear, the knife hanging down surged again!
The knife was raised in the air, then came down from the top and slashed down fiercely!
Stab!
There was a sound like cloth being torn in the air.
The ferocity of this sword was even more terrifying than the previous one that took advantage of the momentum and ran for a hundred meters!
At a glance, it looked like lightning suddenly appeared in the clear sky.
Another example is the sun rising suddenly in the deep night!
Just for a moment, An Qisheng's eyes started to bleed, as if he had been pierced by a sharp edge, and he suddenly lost all awareness of his surroundings!
"good!"
The violent sword light struck, the spear was bound by the enemy, and the corners of his eyes were still bleeding, but An Qisheng suddenly smiled.
"Um?"
When Ito Makoto heard the laughter, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Is this person crazy?
"not good!!!"
Suddenly, Ito Makoto's expression changed wildly, and the long sword he slashed out suddenly retracted and lay horizontally in front of him.
But the master who was good at wielding a spear actually pulled out a gun behind him!
The next moment, a burst of red light erupted from the muzzle:
boom!
boom!
boom!
