Chapter 173, My Life Is Yours!

The moon and the breeze are clear, and the old factory in the wilderness is in the wilderness.

The big war was about to break out, and the atmosphere was surprisingly cold.

Fang Yan made a battle posture, waiting for the old monster to take the initiative to attack.

One to save his life, the other to fulfill his lies. They all knew very well in their hearts that this was a battle of life and death.

Of course, Fang Yan thought that if he really couldn't beat the old monster, there were still Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan who could help---- they all said that two fists were hard to beat four hands. They have six hands on their side.

As for what's going on in the old monster's mind, who cares?

He will either fight or flee, and crucially, he may not be able to run yet.

Windward Moon Style, an open move in the Tai Chi palm. First open and close to trap people in, and then close the door and lock people up.

Tai Chi is invisible, and Tai Chi is invisible.

Tai Chi is everywhere, Tai Chi is everywhere.

Unless the opponent chooses to avoid, otherwise, as long as he approaches or attacks, then he will enter the range of the windward and moon.

The old monster's eyes were slightly cold, but there was no way to retreat. The only thing that awaits him is to fight to the death.

One of his hands had been severed by the little demon, and this kind of injury was a disaster for a martial artist. In addition to the heroes of Yang Guo in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", have you ever heard of a one-armed man who is a top master? Besides, Yang Guoxia's ability to have such a magical kung fu is also inseparable from his life experience of living alone for many years.

After all, no matter how smart an eagle is, it's just a bird. Bird to bird, the same kind cannot kill each other.

The old monster moved.

He didn't directly sprint towards Fang Yan to attack.

He is also from the Tai Chi sect, even if he does not understand the essence of Tai Chi, but he still has a certain understanding and dabbling in the Tai Chi moves and styles of various sects.

The master has made a move, and he pays attention to the control of the situation.

If he rushed straight towards Fang Yan like this, he would have entered Fang Yan's 'sphere of influence'. Guiding the potential due to force, guiding the potential due to qi, guiding the potential due to the potential, if Fang Yan completely grasps the initiative, there is only a dead end waiting for him in the end.

The old monster's body was like electricity, and with a jump, with a slight tap of his toes, the man flew to the pile of scrap iron more than one meter high.

His feet moved quickly, and the embroidered, dull, thick and heavy iron tools struck quickly in the direction where Fang Yan was.

Sou!

As soon as Fang Yan fished it out with one hand, the first piece of iron entered Fang Yan's arms.

His hands were not dusty, and not even a single corner of his clothes could touch the iron. With the help of his strength, he used his own qi to guide the trajectory of the iron weapon's flight, and after filling the two circles, he smashed it towards the iron pile where the old monster was standing with more rapid speed and heavier force.

Syllable!

The old monster's body jumped high, and the iron shaft slammed into the factory wall behind it with a devastating momentum.

Rumble----

A large hole was pierced through the wall, and the ring-shaped iron shaft actually pierced through the wall. The whole building began to shake, and the dust from the roof fell like a sandstorm.

This was just the beginning, Fang Yan's hands waved faster, and all the iron pieces and iron handles that were kicked by the old monster were swept into the wind by him, and then one by one they struck back in the direction where the old monster was.

In the way of the other, give back to the other.

Moreover, stronger strength, more majestic momentum.

This is the essence of Tai Chi. Fight with strength, with my strength and your strength to hit you. You can compete with your own strength, how can you compete with two people working together?

The old monster dodged left and right on the pile of scrap iron and danced the ballet, after Fang Yan's round of stormy blows, his situation was extremely embarrassing and dangerous.

The little demon who was tied hands and feet and gagged his mouth widened his pupils, his face full of panic and anxiety.

Fang Yan was too powerful, and the old monster after being seriously injured was not his opponent at all.

To make matters worse, what they excel at is two-man coordination. However, how can his current situation cooperate with him?

Life is in danger!

"Uncle Xiao's trick 'real soldiers' is really good-----" Fang Yingying looked at Fang Yan with admiration on his face, and said with a smile.

"Uncle Xiao was angry. Fang Haohan said.

Fang Yingying glanced at the little demon and said, "Although I think you are very pitiful, if you kill the little uncle---- Miss Ye is also very pitiful." ”

Fang Haohan looked at Fang Yingying with a confused expression and asked, "Why is Miss Ye pitiful? Miss Ye is not the wife of the junior uncle, and Miss Ye did not give birth to a son to the junior uncle----

"Idiot. Fang Yingying slapped Fang Haohan's head. Seeing that Fang Yan was fighting with someone, he shouldn't be able to hear himself talking, and whispered: "If you are Miss Ye, you can find someone to beat him up every day when you are in a bad mood, and that person can't resist---- do you think that you can be cute every day?"

Fang Haohan's eyes widened, he thought about it and thought about it, and finally figured it out. He grinned, nodded honestly and said, "You can be cute every day." ”

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Hearing the conversation between the two goods, the little demon almost didn't laugh. You have a fat head, a fat brain, a bun face, and a long and flat winter melon head, don't learn to pretend to be hobbly, do you know that you are not cute at all?

But thinking that your man is fighting to the death, and she must be sad and painful and heartbroken to be more in line with the mood and situation at this moment----- can you imagine how a test of skill it is for her to desperately involve and mobilize the muscles of her face?

Because Fang Yan's counterattack was too harsh, the old monster could no longer stand on top of the scrap iron pile.

His body jumped up, and his feet turned into knives and pointed at Fang Yan's neck and cut it over.

"It's coming. Fang Yan sneered.

On the side of his body, he let go of the old monster's direct attack.

Then he clasped his hands towards the old monster's long legs, and one hand grabbed his bare feet. With a hard pull, the old monster's flying body was dragged back by him.

He slammed his fist into the monster's knee, and he heard a crunch click, and one of the monster's legs was scrapped by him.

"Ah-----h

Fang Yan didn't stop there, still holding on to the old monster's naked feet.

His right foot kicked up at one hundred and eighty degrees, and kicked the upper body of the old monster that was still in mid-air into the air.

While the old monster's body was falling freely, Fang Yan's second kick kicked it again.

Bang!

The old monster snorted, and its body flew high again.

The third kick!

Fourth Kick!

Fifth Kick!

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The old monster's body was hit seven or eight times, and the bones on his body felt like they were about to fall apart. However, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, and kept his mouth tightly pursed.

Suddenly, an upside-down golden hook on his body grabbed towards Fang Yan's lower plate.

In his hand, he actually held a **** that shone with a cold light. The sharp edge of the military thorn pierced Fang Yan's calf knee, and if this blow was succeeded by him, Fang Yan's entire left leg would be destroyed.

"Look for death. Fang Yan was furious.

His body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in place, round and round, rounding the old monster's body again.

Then with a kick, the old monster's body flew towards the pile of scrap iron.

Bang ---- bang----

Bang!

The old monster's body knocked down several iron shelves in a row, only to be blocked by a large machine.

"Vomit ----"

Where the old monster lies retching.

As soon as his mouth opened, a pool of viscous blood gushed out.

When Fang Yan kicked him in the chest continuously, he was seriously injured in the internal organs. However, he resisted the bruise and did not let it spit out. Because he knew that once he vomited blood during the battle, the tense energy in his body would be discharged.

Without the power to fight back, there is no hope of escape. At that time, if he fell into Fang Yan's hands, there was really only one way to die.

Of course, he only has a small half life left now.

The little demon whimpered, and his body writhed desperately.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't untie the 'Tai Chi knot' that Fang Yingying tied to her.

Tai Chi knots, one knot and one hundred knots, the more unraveled the more knots. If you don't know how to untie the knot, I'm afraid you will only be strangled to death by this knot.

"Woo woo woo -----" the little demon shouted at Fang Yingying.

"She wants to speak to you. Fang Haohan said.

Fang Yingying tore the rags off the little demon's mouth, and before he could ask her what she wanted to say, the little demon had already shouted loudly: "Let him go----- Fang Yan, please let him go." He is also a Tai Chi disciple, Fang Yan, who is of the same clan as you---- if you let him go, I will promise you everything. ”

Fang Yan glanced at the little demon and said, "I talked to him just now, I need an answer." But he didn't give it to me. ”

"It's not that we won't give it to you, it's that we really don't know who instructed us to kill you---- Fang Yan, let him go, and I'll die for him. ”

Fang Yan shook his head and said, "It can't be replaced." No one can replace anyone----- Liu Jinzhu is dead, and ten more old monsters and little demons will not be able to replace his mother who has lost her son, his wife has lost her husband, and his son---- his son has just been full moon, and he hasn't had a chance to listen to his son shout Dad---- how can this be replaced?"

The old monster vomited out a mouthful of blood again, and screamed: "Don't beg him---- don't beg him---- from the day he betrayed the teacher, every extra day we lived, we were equivalent to earning an extra day---- which was enough." That's really enough. ”

"No, I can't. It's me who is sorry for you. It's all my fault, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have betrayed the teacher, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been hunted down, if it weren't for me---- you wouldn't have become a killer---- blame me. It's not a pity for me to die, but I want you to live. ”

The old monster shook his head and said, "You are dead, how can I live?"

He stood up with one hand on the iron frame, and walked towards the place where Fang Yan was standing.

His steps staggered, one leg dragging on the ground. He was still covering his mouth and coughing violently, and every time he coughed, he would involve the injured internal organs, and every time he pulled the internal organs, a mouthful of black blood would spurt out.

Fang Yan's eyes were cold, and he stared at the old monster who was getting closer and closer with his whole body vigilantly.

The old monster stood still in front of Fang Yan, and the two kept a distance of less than one meter.

"I lost. The old monster said. "I'm no match for you---- I killed you twice and failed twice. Now, my life is yours. ”

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