"Quickly retreat!" Ye Fan was anxious when he saw it. He wanted to step forward to block a palm as soon as he moved his body. - Net.
"No need!" Unexpectedly, Xueyu was faster. He jumped forward and reached the front. He stretched out his palm and blocked it.
However, Boss Ye stopped. Because he felt the strength of Xue Yu's palm. An invisible inner breath spurted forward from her hand, forming a cover-like thing on her palm and moving towards Pu.
Zhenqing hit it.
This time, Boss Ye was really shocked. The inner breath sprayed directly on the fist or palm to form a thin protective cover. It was like adding a thin iron glove to the fist. To do this, this is the tenth rank
and the handiwork of experts above.
Is Xueyu a tenth-dan guy? How is that possible? Even if I beat Boss Ye to death, I can’t believe that this girl who looks like she is only in her mid-twenties has actually reached the tenth-dan level. Doesn’t that mean she is a more talented person than Boss Ye? This is so amazing
Unbelievable.
And Ye Fan also discovered that the old man in the wheelchair suddenly shouted: "Zhen Qing, back up!"
"If you want to quit, I will live in the next life!" Unexpectedly, Xueyu suddenly sneered, and the palm turned into a shadow and came to Pu Zhenqing in a flash.
porphyrin...
The sound was not very loud, just a muffled sound. Xueyu's palm was printed on Pu Zhenqing's chest.
However, the effect was quite obvious. No abnormality was found in Pu Zhenqing's clothes. However, when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out like a waterfall.
Moreover, the whole person fell backwards, and finally hit a place about twenty meters away with a 'bang'.
The old guy's legs twitched violently for a while, and his legs kicked up and down on the ground like earthworms patching up severed parts.
This was, of course, a natural reaction caused by pain. Pu Zhenqing couldn't control it at all. Now the Pu family members were so panicked that they all rushed forward.
"How many palms have you received?" At this moment, the old guy in the wheelchair got angry, and suddenly clapped his hands on the wheelchair, and the whole person jumped up to more than three meters high.
The head turned downward and the legs were tilted upward, like a diver, pressing down with both palms to hit Xueyu's head.
"Hmph!" When Boss Ye saw it, the Fei family's Tiger Eagle Skill suddenly exploded, and he jumped up to a height of nearly four meters like an eagle soaring in the air. (--Net.) In an instant, he reached the old guy.
On the head, Boss Ye kicked his legs down like an eagle's talons.
The old man had no choice but to jump up in the air with his palms facing up. He and Boss Ye had a hard time with their legs.
Bang...
The old man in the wheelchair was shaken by Ye Fan and fell back into the wheelchair. The wheelchair creaked for a while, and the special tires made of fine steel actually twisted and deformed.
That's because the old guy put all the pressure exerted by Ye Fan and his own pressure on the tire, which weighs tens of thousands of pounds. Even one made of fine steel can't bear it.
"Young man, as you Chinese people would say, competition requires martial ethics?" The old man actually spoke pure Mandarin.
"I was just about to tell you, are there any weapons for wheel tactics?" Boss Ye retorted, and the old guy's calm face actually turned red.
"I just want to test her palm power." The old guy found a fig leaf.
"Similar!" Boss Ye said again, almost choking the old guy. It means that we also want to test your palm power.
"Young man, it's useless to be shy, you have to be capable." The old guy snorted.
"Chinese people often say that if you don't have three points, you won't dare to go to Liangshan." Ye Fan said with a faint smile.
"Okay, you have personality. I, Pu Shangchong, want to weigh your personality!" Pu Shangchong suddenly aimed at Ye Fan and swung it away.
Seven or eight meters away, the black iron chain that Pu Haiqing used just now was sucked up by him through the air. It snapped in the air, tearing open the air and drawing a sharp chain wave straight towards Boss Ye.
The old guy is at least tenth rank, and he can use the air of inner breath so skillfully. Boss Ye slightly raised his eyebrows, and secretly became alert. He didn't dare to neglect his hands, and the Xiaoli knife flew out from his wrist with one flick.
.
Because he has reached the tenth rank, Xiao Li Dao can actually use his inner breath to control a certain direction when he takes action.
Hit the chain directly.
Dangdangdang...
After several crisp sounds, the three small knives were knocked to the ground by the iron chain. However, the last one pierced the air and arrived in front of Pu Shangchong in an instant like an arrow from a string.
"Okay!" Wang Renpang, Lan Cunjun and others said hello, their eyes shining brightly. This competition between tenth-level masters is rare to see.
Of course, they didn't know that Boss Ye had reached the tenth rank. They just felt that he could control this inner breath technique so skillfully that he must be at least the ninth rank.
Only Xue Yu's face froze slightly, and he muttered: "How is it possible, in just a few months, when did he break through to the tenth rank? Is this kid really having shitty luck? It's impossible! If it were true, he would have to
Tell the girl that she can be brought into the Xue family's door and pass on the Xue family's mantle..."
"What a fart!" some young people from the Park family cursed in Korean.
"Good for you!" Wang Renpang is a kind person, and he immediately retorts when he uses foul language.
"Hmph..." Pu Shangchong is Pu Shangchong. He is a powerful person, how can he be solved by Boss Ye with just one move.
I saw him pat the wheelchair gently, a faint black shadow flashed past, and there was a strange bang.
Boss Ye's flying knife was actually sucked by the black shadow. Ye Fan took a closer look and found that it was a weird thing like a lotus melon petal. It was just very small, only three fingers thick.
Damn, what the hell! Boss Ye secretly cursed in his heart. With a move of his wrist, the Shansai version of the blood droplet flew away.
It spun in the air for a while, and suddenly expanded to the size of a blue ball. The six-petaled lotus flower opened with a faint light, and under the reflection of the sun, it was like a purple ghost grabbing Park Shangchong's weird thing.
Under ten levels of inner breath, the drops of blood swelled larger and more violently.
With a sizzling sound, the blood droplet caught Park Shangchong's strange thing together and swallowed the strange thing in one bite.
"Explode!" Pu Shangchong's face looked a little ugly, and he suddenly roared, and a mouthful of blood actually burst out from his mouth.
Boom...ba...
Sure enough, it exploded. After a few bangs, Boss Ye's face changed color slightly. Because, his blood droplets and the weird thing exploded at the same time, and the scattered lotus petals were like fallen leaves, breathing inside.
The air floated dozens of meters away.
The pieces stuck into the soil through the floor tiles and have long since disappeared. And Park Shangchong’s weird things are similar. This result should be a lose-lose situation.
"Come again!" Pu Shangchong's face turned purple, and he waved his hands in the air for a while. Soon, a strange popping sound came from the air.
Wang Renpang and others only heard the popping sound but saw nothing. However, everyone felt it. It seemed that it was suddenly heated to more than a hundred degrees, and it seemed to be rising. The air within thirty or forty meters around it was
In a violent rise in humidity.
Under this high temperature, the distorted ripples of the air seemed to be audible, and everyone watching the battle retreated more than a hundred meters away.
Park Shangchong was sitting in a wheelchair, his hands still waving in the air.
A layman looks at the door, an expert looks at the excitement. Xueyu also looked at the sky with a solemn face, while Boss Ye's pupils had long been widened.
Because, with his eagle eyes, he could clearly see the changes in the sky. When Park Shangchong waved, a strange balloon formed in the sky.
It was as big as a fist. As Park Shangchong waved his hands faster, the fist-sized balloon actually grew to the size of a volleyball, a blue ball, and after a minute, it actually became as big as a basket.
Pu Shangchong seemed to be struggling to push forward, and the basket-sized balloons rotated in the air and hit Boss Ye. The speed was quite fast, and it didn't feel slow.
Ye Fan's first thought was to dodge, but the strange thing is that the balloon seems to have suction, and you have to move your palms towards it.
"What the hell!" Boss Ye frowned, his hands danced wildly for a while, and he hit the balloon with more than a dozen knives under the control of his inner breath.
Porphyrin porphyrin...
The small knife that could penetrate rocks was knocked to the ground after hitting the balloon. The balloon only dented slightly and continued to hit Mr. Ye.
Boss Ye didn't stop throwing the Xiaoli knife again. This time he didn't use inner breath control at all. Instead, he hit it directly.
porphyrin...
A playful smile appeared on Pu Shangchong's lips.
"Chinese people, do you want to admit defeat?" Comrade Lao Pu asked in a condescending manner.
"What the hell!" Boss Ye roared, his hands bursting like flowers, and dozens of small knives pierced the balloon like a rain of knives in the air.
Even Xueyu frowned, thinking to himself that this guy is really an idiot. This broken knife is useless at all. It was only slightly blocked and knocked away. What's the use of it? It's just useless. It doesn't look good in front of experts.
Chinese use.
Just when the balloon reached a distance of ten meters in front of Boss Ye, Pu Shangchong's smiling face suddenly turned into a cold smile. This smile was very cold and cruel.
However, Boss Ye is also smiling.
Feeling the hot air from the balloon that could melt a person, Mr. Ye quickly turned around and stepped back with all his strength. At this time, Park Shangchong's cold voice came: "It's too late, young man, what the hell
Go ahead."
"Explode!" Pu Shangchong roared, and the four thick tires beside the wheelchair exploded immediately. The strong air flow used by Pu Shangchong forced the specially made reinforced wheelchair to twist and deform, followed by several creaks.
There was a loud noise, and the wheelchair turned into a pile of scrap metal.
Park Xiangchong was sitting on this pile of scrap metal very inelegantly, but the old guy had a bright smile on his face.
Because, on the opposite side, the balloon about fifty meters away from the old guy exploded. Of course, this 'balloon' was not a real balloon, but Park Shangchong used the Pu family's secret technique of gathering energy to combine decades of deep inner feelings.
The information is gathered together and compressed and then compressed again.
Finally, the concentration of the gas became higher and higher. When it reached its peak, Park Shangchong finally launched the impact, controlling the balloon to explode to the ground.
Suddenly, a burst of hot, suffocating gas exploded, no less powerful than three grenades bundled together and exploding at the same time.
Even the audience who were seventy or eighty meters away felt like their butts were on fire. They hurriedly took a dozen steps back in panic. Everyone was stunned and stared at the floor tiles all over the sky being exploded by the gas and scattered in the air.
One is fluttering.
Dust was flying within a few dozen meters of the surrounding area, and the floor tiles flew around like razor blades.
The comrades watching the battle were so panicked that they all waved sticks and other things to resist, making crackling sounds. It seemed that dozens of people were fighting two people.
Thanks to the four heroes of ‘Leader No. 3 cbchen’, ‘Sanjin Oil Shrimp’, ‘Between the Yangtze River’ and ‘Horse Pig Horse’ for the rewards, thank you puppy!