There was a loud bang, not like fists touching fists.
Samoda howled, and one of his arms hung down feebly. He felt that Wang Gensheng's fist was not a fist, let alone a stone, but steel.
"Second brother, what's wrong with you?" Samoko hurried over and asked Samoda.
"Boss, this guy is really powerful, we can't take it lightly." Samoda touched his fist and screamed.
"It's good to be powerful, so that we can appear more valuable." Samoko sneered, smiling happily.
"Boss, his fist is really hard, harder than the marble table in Mr. Zhu's house." Samoda sighed.
"Where's his marble table?" Shamoko asked.
"I was smashed to pieces by your punch!" Samoda suddenly realized.
"Second brother, you stay in front to prevent this guy from running away." Samoko said in a deep voice.
"I know." Samoda replied, and walked to the end of the alley to fight, as if one man was in charge and no one could stop him.
Here, Samoko has already reached a point where Wang Gensheng is fighting.
It was obvious that his martial arts skills were several times better than Samoda's. Every punch struck was as if it was rock-shattering.
The bare fist seems to be polite.
While punching, Shamoko also uses his feet.
The alley is about two meters wide, with high walls built of bluestone on both sides.
Shamoko's fist hit the wall from time to time, and for a while stone chips fell down from the wall, as if it was filled with sand and dust.
At the same time, Shamoko's feet were also kicking out, and deep and shallow footprints would immediately appear on the hard green mountain wall.
Emma, the Russian strongman?
Wang Gensheng knew that this guy was not as strong as Samoda before, so he no longer took it as lightly as before.
Seeing that Wang Gensheng was deliberately avoiding the attack, Shamoko became even more angry. After finishing a set of boxing techniques, he showed off another special move.
I saw him pull out a sword from behind, the silver light was shining and the cold air was striking.
"Haha, are you serious about it?" Wang Gensheng kept evading.
Just now I was avoiding fists and feet, but now I am avoiding a sharp sword.
Samoda's sword technique is extremely wonderful, and it is many times more advanced than the shadowless sword technique that Filia Chen danced before.
Filia Chen's was just a sword flower, but Samoko's was a sword rain, which came in waves so densely that it was almost impervious to wind and rain.
No, no matter how entangled you are, you will definitely fall into Samoko's hands.
Wang Gensheng thought about this place and wanted to wait for an opportunity to evacuate.
Not long after he turned around and went out, Samoda stopped him and stopped him.
"You are no opponent, get out of the way." Wang Gensheng punched Samoda.
Samoda actually raised his fist to meet him, and with another roar, the two of them took two steps back.
Wang Gensheng felt a sharp pain in his fist. When he looked at it, there were more than a dozen red dots oozing blood.
Samoda raised his fist and said with a smile: "Wang Gensheng, do you know about the exotic ice silk gloves?"
Wang Gensheng looked over and saw a pair of white gloves on Samoda's hands, glowing silver in the night.
Ice silk gloves are a rare thing in the world, their hardness is comparable to fine steel, and their flexibility is like silk.
Thinking that Samoke was still staring at him behind him, Wang Gensheng had an idea, why not use the Samoda gloves to deal with Samoke!
Naturally, Samoda didn't understand what Wang Gensheng was thinking. He was acting unscrupulously by relying on his powerful ice silk gloves.
Soon, Samoda and Wang Gensheng were fighting again. At this time, Samoda was different from before. His fists were invisibly much stronger than before.
The fist is not only extremely hard, it is also covered with small thorns.
Wang Gensheng's fist fight with him was extremely difficult and he had to be cautious.
If there is a slight mistake, no matter where the fist hits, there will be injuries all over the body.
Avoid its strengths and find its weaknesses.
When Samoda's fist struck again, Wang Gensheng turned to one side, opened his arms, and clamped Samoda's wrist.
Samoda was startled and wanted to retract his fist.
Unexpectedly, Wang Gensheng twisted his body, and with a click, Samoko's arm broke, followed by a wailing sound.
Wang Gensheng didn't leave Samuda a chance to fight back. He grabbed Samoda's other arm with his backhand and twisted it hard again.
Samoda's other arm clicked and was also twisted off by Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng did not give Samoda a chance to resist. Instead, he held Samoda's head, raised his knees, aimed at Samoda and struck him hard again.
Samoda fell to the ground, and his arms were grabbed by Wang Gensheng.
The moment he fell to the ground, a pair of ice silk gloves had already reached Wang Gensheng's hands.
Samoda struggled on the ground, trying to get up.
Wang Gensheng raised his leg again, intending to give him a fatal blow.
Behind him, sword energy arrived.
Wang Gensheng turned aside and dodged Samoko's harsh sword.
In fact, Samoko had long wanted to help Samoda, but Samoda and Wang Gensheng were in a stalemate, and he was afraid that the sword would hurt his brother.
Wang Gensheng's duel with Samoko was far less calm than with Samoda.
Samoko's swordsmanship is unique and surprising at every turn.
Even though Wang Gensheng was careful, his clothes still had several cuts.
Wang Gensheng thought that if things continued like this, he might be injured in Samoko's hand, so he once took a desperate move.
The ice silk gloves on his hands were extremely hard, so Wang Gensheng wanted to take the risk and try out the power of the ice silk gloves.
He punched Samoko with one fist, but held the sword firmly with his other hand.
Unexpectedly, the ice silk gloves were so powerful that they were not even scratched by the sharp edge of the sword.
Wang Gensheng was immediately overjoyed and thought to himself, "Look at how powerful you are. I caught the sword in your hand. Why would you kill someone with it?"
Shamoko actually pulled out the sword, and Wang Gensheng seemed to have a scabbard in his hand.
At this moment, the sword in Shamoko's hand attacked Wang Gensheng again.
It turns out that what Samoko used was a mother-and-son sword, which was hard for anyone to imagine.
The sword in Shamoko's hand was so swift and fierce that it pierced Wang Gensheng's heart.
Taoyuan Village, the entrance of the old village.
Butcher Zhang ignored the dissuasion of Wang Xiaotian and Wang Dahan and insisted on killing the jackal in the net.
Butcher Zhang was still proud of himself, but everyone was frightened.
The timid villagers among them were simply frightened to tears.
Red Wolf seemed restless and restless. Some people shouted to run away, but Wang Xiaotian stopped him: "Are you still men? This is a passage into Taoyuan Village.
Once the passage is opened, the wolves will march straight in, and we don't know how many villagers will suffer."
"But we don't know how many jackals there are?" a villager said with a grimace.
"Go and bring Liu Yefei and Filia Chen. Wang Dahan and I are here to guard." Wang Xiaotian frowned, as if the scene the night before yesterday was still vivid in his mind.