Kung Fu Soldier King

Ye Jincheng's eyes almost jumped out. He didn't expect that Xiao Yan would defeat Lin Jiawang anyway.

The fight just now seemed ordinary. It was not as inextricable as Mo Yongshen, nor did it fight bloody with Chen Yan.

But he could see that Lin Jiawang did his best, and he fought hard to greet Xiao Yan.

But this guy's body, I don't know what to do, has always maintained a very strong and full of enthusiasm.

Now his wishful thinking failed again.

Even Lin Jiawang has lost. Who else can beat him? It's really impossible to use materials for this matter.

When he first met Xiao Laojiu, he was just a shy son-in-law of the Ye family. He looked harmless to people and animals, even gentle.

But now, this man is very fatal to him.

"Lost, this is lost? It feels a little unreal!"

"I haven't been able to fight for a long time. I've been holding on. Don't you see that he's out of breath?"

"I say the fire god Xiao Jiuye is powerful? Indeed, he is my idol. I love you."

There was constant cheering around.

Young people catch up from behind. Bread here contains struggle and sharp elements, which can always resonate with others.

"I lost!" Lin Jiawang also let go. He loosened his hands towards both sides and accepted the precedent that had not been set in decades.

His myth of invincibility was defeated today.

When he was at his peak, his only defeat was to compete with Taiji master Chen Lao.

He wanted to defeat Chen Lao and take this opportunity to become famous in the country and even in the world martial arts circle.

But he did not expect that a person's Kung Fu could be so high that he lost his will to fight easily.

After going back, he practiced hard for many years. He thought he had achieved great success, but he failed so miserably today.

"I lost!"

He opened his hands and two eight choppers fell to the ground.

He accepted the fact of failure!

Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and the three edged army stab full of holes in her hand also dropped to the ground.

All of a sudden, he was out of breath, like a balloon that vomited out all his air.

He fought Wing Chun in close combat and won. Fortunately, he suffered a lot all over.

At this moment, his whole body had a feeling of serious overdraft, and he was not angry enough. He wanted to go back to the car and lie down to rest.

"Be careful!" but at this moment, a cry of surprise came to his mind behind him.

Xiao Yan expected something was wrong and wanted to respond, but he let out his breath just now. It's much slower to lift his breath now.

He only felt the wind roaring beside his ears, and then his temples were hit hard like mountains at the same time.

He was stunned at that time, and the blood poured into his eyes in an instant. Almost at that moment, his eyes completely turned blood red and burst out a lot of blood and tears.

This kind of heavy blow is indescribable, just like a large meteorite suddenly falling from the sky, and then directly give you a golden melon to hit the top.

He opened his mouth and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, and his body trembled and fell to the ground.

"Go to hell!" it was Lin Jiawang who started the sneak attack. Yes, it was him. He couldn't accept failure and chose the way of falling like Tyson.

His hands were in the shape of hand knives, and he fiercely cleaved at Xiao Yan's ears.

He didn't use the technique, he still used the knife technique, and he still used the eight chop knife.

The eight chop sabres of Wing Chun boxing, practiced to the extreme, can be better without a knife than with a knife.

Hands are knives!

That is to say, Xiao Yangang was cut directly on the forehead by two eight chopping knives.

Not only that, Lin Jiawang stepped forward, pinched his fist and attacked Xiao Yan's throat.

He's going to kill, he's going to kill on the spot!

Can not tolerate failure, can not accept failure, he is a perfect person for everything.

When boxer Tyson fell on the flowers, Shengsheng bit off his opponent's ear because he couldn't stand it.

Today, Lin Jiawang chose a more radical way.

Ah

A scream brought all the shocked people back to reality.

One last blow!

Roar!

That's right. Xiao Yan came first, and used his improved stunt - Ao Lai roar!

He put his hands out as butterfly palms and held them in Lin Jiawang's abdomen from bottom to top.

The latter, at the moment of contact with Aolai roar, the whole person has flown back like a shell.

The front face of a car was facing him. He flew in from the front face of the car, installed several seats, and then flew out of the back glass.

After smashing down several onlookers, he got under a car behind him.

"Shit, what's going on?"

"What did Lin Jiawang do just now? Why did he fight?"

"Lin Jiawang didn't pay attention. He attacked the ninth master secretly, but the Jedi fought back."

"Life, ups and downs, is really too exciting."

"Today is so fucking worth it!"

"How despicable! The ninth master was attacked miserably."

"Who's to blame? I trust others too much. What's the age now and I'm so stupid?"

"Fuck you, do you know what a warrior is? Lin Jiawang doesn't deserve to be a warrior."

“……”

There were frying pans around, and everyone talked about it, but no one dared Lin Jiawang under the car and Xiao Yan in the open space.

Poof

Xiao Laojiu opened his mouth and sprayed blood again. As soon as his knee was soft, he half knelt on the ground.

His seven orifices were bleeding out constantly. His whole brain was confused. His eyes looked around, but he couldn't see anything.

"Boss, boss..." Ji Wuyue rushed up with Bian Yong quickly.

Chen Bin also roared and turned over a car with his bare hands. His martial brother immediately started to pull Lin Jiawang out of it.

But Lin Jiawang's body has been seriously deformed and he doesn't know life and death, but the possibility of death is much greater than that of life.

Ye Jincheng was completely confused. He stood not far away and looked at all this foolishly.

Things are going too fast, one moment surrender, one moment life and death.

He invited Lin Jiawang all night yesterday. Originally, he wanted him to cripple or kill Xiao Yan, so that he could not return to Dongjiang city.

Lin Jiawang's acceptance was also perfunctory, with an expression that he just wanted to compete with Xiao Yan.

However, as soon as they joined hands, the painting style changed from competition to fighting.

This is the way to play!

Play, play, break the law as soon as you play.

Therefore, there is less and less real Kung Fu these years. Even if there were, they all hid.

"Shit, I killed you!" Ji Wuyue fell down and looked at her eyes, stunned by the tragedy of Xiao Yan.

Suddenly, she stood up, her long red hair flying behind her head.

Between his hands, he began to wind up bursts of red halo in an instant.

The paper people in the treasure bag on her side began to fly out.

Murderous spirit filled the whole high-speed intersection in an instant. People outside the circle instinctively withdrew a few steps backward.

Ji Wuyue's eyes were like a revenge girl. She looked at Ye Jincheng and Lin Jiawang's disciples fiercely.

Scared those people back.

At the moment when Ji Wuyue was about to burst out, suddenly one hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

The familiar feeling made Ji Wuyue stop fighting in an instant.

"No, it's natural to compete and gamble. It's my carelessness." Xiao Yan said hard.

All the people around were quiet because of the murderous spirit of Ji Wuyue.

Therefore, when Xiao Yan said this, almost everyone heard it.

Suddenly, the heart of admiration arises spontaneously.

"This is the real master of Chinese martial arts!"