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Jiuheng's foot strength is not ordinary terrifying, his legs are as thick as elephant legs, leaving a big hole every time he kicks on the ground, and his speed is ridiculously fast!

After chasing for more than a kilometer, they arrived behind Yu Xiaolong and the prosthetic limb. He immediately said with a ferocious smile: "Where to escape!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and grabbed the limb by the back of the neck!

Even after the limb was attached, I couldn't help but cry in my heart. This madman is really endless. Why didn't the second master say hello to this guy in advance?

Just as he was about to turn around and stop Jiu Heng, a figure suddenly flashed behind him, raising his hand and launching a Tai Chi "Sky Cannon"!

The cannon was fired on the ground, and the wind and thunder surged!

The moment the punch was stomped on the ground and pulled out with force, Jie Zhang and Yu Xiaolong even felt that the whole street was shaking, as if an earthquake had occurred.

A cold light flashed in Jiuheng's eyes, and he forcefully grabbed the fist that was coming forward!

The fist smashed into Jiuheng's palm, and the huge impact shook Jiuheng's center of gravity, and his whole body was almost knocked over.

"With such terrifying punching power, why does he feel like a pervert named Qi?!" Such a thought flashed through Jiuheng's mind.

He had fought against both Qi Dangxian and Qi Buyu, so he knew the strength of father and son, and had a deep sense of how strong, domineering and pure their punches were.

At this moment, this cannon punch gave him the feeling of facing Qi Bingxian and Qi Buyu.

Before Jiuheng could stabilize his center of gravity, the master who came to support suddenly lowered his waist and sat on his horse. He clenched his hands into fists and his muscles and bones trembled, making a snapping sound like the string of a big bow with horns being played.

With a crisp sound, the fists of the storm immediately rushed towards Jiuheng and enveloped it like a blanket of heaven and earth!

Jiuheng could almost only see the shadows of fists filling the sky. He couldn't help but let out an angry roar, and the energy and blood flowed into his dantian, then exploded. He lifted up the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell and raised his fists to fight with the person in front of him.

However, after all, the other party was calculated mentally and unintentionally. Moreover, Jiu Heng's "Sky Cannon" shook his center of gravity for a moment. Even though he quickly adjusted, he was still at a disadvantage.

The opponent's punches were too fast and too fierce. Each punch landed like the heavy arrows of the Jurchen cavalry. The lethality was astonishing, and the density was also terrifying.

Therefore, facing such an attack, Jiuheng could only try his best to block the more threatening punches. If he couldn't block them, he would hold up his golden bell and resist!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Xiaolong and the limb have already gone far away.

After alternating hundreds of punches, Jiuheng finally gave out. The blood and energy in his body were stagnant. The punches hit his body one after another, beating him back steadily.

"Ah...this random shooting of arrows is fucking outrageous!" Jiuheng couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that all the muscles and bones in the whole body would have been shattered by such fists, but after all, Jiuheng was a fierce man who took beatings all day long, and his ability to withstand beatings was not limited.

As a heavy punch landed on his chest, Jiuheng couldn't bear it any longer and fell to the ground with a bang, blood coming out of his mouth and nose.

After this man defeated Jiuheng, he turned around and walked away without finishing his attack. He used his legs and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiuheng was lying on the deserted street, feeling pain all over his body as if his bones had been crushed, and he couldn't muster any strength.

"Who is this bastard? His kung fu is not weak, and he can also sneak attack. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to defeat me so quickly." Jiu Heng was unwilling to accept the defeat and felt that he was aggrieved by the defeat.

At this time, a police car passed by Jiuheng, and someone stuck his head out and asked, "Hey, are you okay? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

Jiuheng turned his head and glanced at the other person. He felt that his strength had recovered a lot, so he jumped up from the ground and said, "Do you think I need an ambulance?"

The man looked at him and saw that he was as strong as an ox, so he shrugged and drove away.

"puff!"

Jiuheng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with two molars.

He knew that his bone marrow vibrated too severely during the fight, and his gums were damaged.

However, for a master of his level, the strength of his bone marrow is far higher than that of a normal person, and new teeth will grow back in less than ten days and a half.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?" Sir in the police car probably saw Jiuheng vomiting blood in the rearview mirror, then slowly backed up the car and asked.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jiuheng holding his belly and vomiting blood.

"Holy shit!" Sir was frightened and hurriedly jumped out of the police car to check. At the same time, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and prepared to call for backup.

Just as he was about to reach out to help Jiuheng, he saw the strong man suddenly straightened up, looked up to the sky and roared: "It feels good! It feels good! It feels good! It feels so good!!!"

Sir was stunned, slowly put down the walkie-talkie, and said: "Sir, what are you..."

Jiuheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "What are you looking at? Vomiting blood is illegal! Which law stipulates that you cannot vomit blood?"

A Sir felt that his kindness was being taken advantage of, and he couldn't help but said with a dark face: "It's not illegal to vomit blood, but the way you talk, I have to warn you not to cause trouble!"

Jiuheng immediately stopped his rolling eyes and said: "Okay, I'm comfortable, I'm fine, goodbye!"

After saying this, Jiuheng turned around and left.

Sir was about to stop him and ask him for details, but he found that this guy was very fast. He threw him down three or two times, jumped over a wall suddenly, and disappeared in an instant.

"Bujie, you're still running so fast even though you're vomiting blood?" Sir A shook his head and had no choice but to give up.

As Jiuheng walked on the way back, he couldn't help but think of Qi Dangxian's words——

There is no such thing as peaceful time, it's just that someone is looking for trouble for you.

As a result, he felt more and more that Qi Laoliu was a guy full of connotations. At the same time, he couldn't help but guess who the master who suddenly appeared in the middle of the road today was.

Returning to the door of the villa with his injured body, he felt that he had stepped on something. When he picked it up and took a look, he found that it was a mottled cross with a strange bat on it.

"Huh? I guess it was the guy who just left it!" Jiuheng put the cross away, thinking that if he met this person next time, he would beat him to death and then throw the cross into the other person's urn for burial.

On the second day, it was rare to be quiet in the courtyard, and I didn't hear Jiuheng's humming sound.

When He Duolian stepped into the gate of the villa, she couldn't help being shocked and said in astonishment: "Did someone demolish this place yesterday or something?!"

I saw that in the courtyard, the floor tiles were in ruins, there were deep footprints everywhere, and it was a mess...

"It seems like there was a thief yesterday." Qi Dingzhen walked out of the house with an unhappy face and said.

Jiuheng walked out wearing a loose sportswear, looked at this guy sideways, and said, "You don't know what happened yesterday?"

"I was very drunk yesterday and was a little exhausted, so I slept very deeply." Qi Dingxian said with an embarrassed smile.

Jiuheng looked him up and down, grasped a key point, and asked: "Why are you so exhausted?!"

Qi Dangxian coughed and said: "You are a great monk, don't ask these questions, it will not be good for you."


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