The Yinhu Sect is not good at fists and kicks. The disciples in the sect are good at using the iron flute, and they are all good at playing poison, and their poison skills are superb.
Qiu Wanchou originally hid in the crowd, intending to secretly poison Chen Tiezhi during the fight with Song Xing. Unexpectedly, Song Xing was so powerful that he was a majestic Eagle Claw King and died tragically on the spot without even being able to sustain a single move.
In panic, he did not forget to send out fireworks to summon other people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. When he saw Song Xing following him, he subconsciously released the poison from the iron flute, hoping to poison all the Qing soldiers in the tower.
Seeing the weapon being smashed down by Song Xing, he was horrified and used his Qinggong skills to prepare to jump off the building to escape. As long as he could hold on until Wayne Ming and the others arrived, he would be saved.
In addition to being good at poisoning skills, the Yinhu Sect is also not weak in leg skills. After all, they are doing sinister things and are the most hated by others. They must practice their escape skills well.
While his legs were bouncing, Qiu Wanchou had already crossed the outside of the city wall. He was looking at the place to land below, but he felt a palm lightly press on the back of his head. Then his eyes went dark, and his body fell uncontrollably off the city wall, falling to the ground. Meat puree.
He crossed a distance of tens of meters in one step and slapped Qiu Wanchou to death with one palm. Song Xing looked around and saw that there were no survivors. He rushed down the city tower and broke the bolts of the city gate in the same manner.
At this moment, Hu Tianzhu had already passed through the gate of Wengcheng. Dragging his slightly lame right leg, he trotted all the way to Yongqing Gate. When he saw Song Xing opening the gate, he quickly got in.
"Xiao Song, are you not injured?"
Song Xing shook his head, heard the sound of the freighter's whistle behind him again, and said to Hu Tianchou: "Uncle Hu, I will break up the marriage for you, and it will be smooth sailing here."
Knowing that the situation was urgent, Hu Tianchou didn't say anything more. He looked at Song Xing's face gratefully and said, "Xiao Song, take care and you must live!"
"I will." Song Xing smiled, and then watched Hu Tianchuo running towards the freighter in the distance.
Watching Hu Tianshui go away, Song Xing turned his head again, looked through the city gate hole, and stared at the dark night ahead. In his ears, he could hear the sound of rapid running approaching.
The torch stuck on the wall of the city gate illuminated the area of less than twenty square meters. Song Xing stood in the light and waited quietly.
The huge figure ran out of the darkness, stopped when he saw Song Xing, and glanced around with a trace of doubt.
After seeing the fireworks, Yan Zhendong, who was closest to Yongqing Gate, was the first to arrive. No one expected that his fat body like a pig would actually show no disproportionate flexibility, and he would be the first to leave the others behind.
Due to its particularity, Guangzhou is a mixed bag of good and bad, with various forces gathering together. The Qing government's control over it has become increasingly weak in recent years. The generals of Guangzhou exist in name only, and the governors and governors have been assassinated one after another. Yan Zhendong has long been fed up with this environment.
This time when Wayne Ming went south, Yan Zhendong tried every means to curry favor with him, so that he could be transferred out of Guangdong and go to a stable, wealthy and luxurious place.
Therefore, in this operation to capture Hu Tianchou, he was the most dedicated. Even if he judged from Ai Shifei's death that the mysterious boxer was a great boxer, he did not hesitate at all.
After all, his own strength has reached the realm of bone-cutting, and the Dacheng iron cloth shirt is even more difficult to be hurt by swords. The fat on his body is like a layer of armor for himself, and his defense power is almost full.
It was also with this strength that he always surpassed the blood monk Nasutu and secured his position as the number one master of the Guangzhou Internal Affairs Office.
Like Chen Tiezhi, Yan Zhendong was also confused by Song Xing's too young appearance. He thought there was a mysterious boxer behind Song Xing, so he did not take the initiative to attack immediately.
A gust of sea breeze blew through the city gate, and the light from the torch swayed, causing Song Xing's shadow on the ground to sway as well.
Yan Zhendong blinked, and Song Xing's body in front of him seemed to begin to expand with the swing of the shadow.
It wasn't an illusion. Song Xing's height was really changing. He seemed to have grown 20 centimeters in the blink of an eye, which set off alarm bells in Yan Zhendong's heart.
Before he could make any move, Song took action!
Taking one step forward, he appeared in front of Yan Zhendong as if he had shrunk to an inch. He twisted his waist and swung his hips, using his strength from his roots, just like before when he attacked Chen Tiezhi on the city wall.
With my heart, I beat the world!
With an elbow strike, the air in front of Song Xing seemed to be sucked out. It wasn't until the punch came close that the crackling sound reached Yan Zhendong's ears.
Forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, Yan Zhendong took a deep breath, his whole body trembled with fat, he moved his feet slightly, and struck the tail of Song Xing's elbow with the Li Jing Tower.
Under the impact of fists and elbows, the bricks under Yan Zhendong's feet were directly shaken to pieces by the terrifying downward pressure. The fat all over his body shook like waves. His eyes popped out and he stared at the young man in front of him who he had seriously underestimated. .
"Iron cloth shirt." Song Xing whispered softly, then raised his arm, and then smashed it down again.
Nine hands platoon, twelve stirrups to beat!
The most powerful move in the red fist, when performed by Song Xing, suddenly increased its power by 120%, and hit Yan Zhendong with a tragic momentum.
Yan Zhendong pulled away and flew back, not daring to take any more of Song Xing's moves. His fat body was extremely flexible and he had already retreated three meters away in one breath.
However, the position of the arm that was hit by the head did not move at all. Song Xing clung to Yan Zhendong like a ghost, changing with his changes.
In desperation, Yan Zhendong screamed strangely and could only block the inevitable punch with his fist again.
Boom!
The scene of the previous punch reappeared, but Yan Zhendong's fat body could no longer remove the power of Song Xing's punch. Tiebushan firmly absorbed Song Xing's entire punch.
Yan Zhendong could hear the sound of his bones exploding, the smell of rust came from his teeth, and a trace of blood left the corner of his mouth.
He couldn't figure out why, despite being a great boxer, the punches thrown by the young man in front of him were so powerful.
In the flash of lightning, Wayne Ming's ravings from before were suddenly recalled in his mind. The bones were forged with copper ribs and iron bones.
"Block, block, hold on until reinforcements arrive."
At this moment, Yan Zhendong no longer had the courage to capture the enemy alone. Seeing Song Xing raise his arm again, he roared in his heart.
The principles of martial arts have reached Song Xing's level, and any simple moves in his hands are enough to exert great power.
With an extremely violent blow, he hit it again.
Build a golden beam over the sea and anchor the sea with a divine needle!
After all, Yan Zhendong did not wait for reinforcements. With the third punch, his arms were broken and his mouth and nose were bleeding. He was directly shocked to death by Song Xing's punch. The iron cloth shirts that were rampant in Guangzhou Mansion could not block Song Xing's frame. Haijinliang.
This master of the Internal Affairs Bureau who ran rampant in Guangzhou Prefecture died in office before he could be transferred out of Guangzhou.
At the moment when Yan Zhendong died, there was a loud roar, and two figures appeared again outside the gate of Wengcheng behind him.
