Feeling the strong wind coming from the back of his head, Zhao Yan scolded secretly: "I don't know what to do!"

Regarding Han Xuefeng's behavior, Zhao Yan disagreed.

To put it well, he is a martial idiot, he is not afraid of the strong, and has the courage to challenge them, so as to hone his skills.

To put it mildly, it is just stunned, regardless of the head or tail, no matter what is serious, this kind of person usually does not live to be thirty years old.

Like Han Xuefeng can live to such a big age, it can be regarded as an eye-opener for him, giving him a way to live.

Seeing that the fist was about to hit the back of Zhao Yan's head, it was the two Qiao family members lying on the ground, and their eyes were full of sympathy when they looked at Zhao Yan.

Han Xuefeng's strength, they knew, such a punch could easily shatter a solid stone slab, they didn't think that Zhao Yan's flesh and blood could resist Han Xuefeng's full blow.

However, Zhao Yan didn't even look back, just raised his left hand, as if to repel mosquitoes, and waved it casually behind his head.

With a soft snap, Zhao Yan's left fingers of the index, middle, and ring fingers were just right on Han Xuefeng's wrist.

This flick seemed to be weak and powerless, but after Han Xuefeng was hit, his entire left arm was instantly sore, and the punch of the sandbag was only an inch away from the back of Zhao Yan's head, but he couldn't exert any more strength.

"Awesome, come again!"

Praise in his mouth, but he kept in his hands, stepped up with his left foot, carried his back with his belt, twisted his body to exert force, and swept his left elbow towards Zhao Yan's neck!

This move is even more ruthless, Zhao Yan can be sure that even if Ji Huaijie is replaced, he will be hit by Han Xuefeng's full strength in this situation of only defending and not attacking, and he will have to lie in bed for more than half a year if he does not die.

It's a pity that Zhao Yan is not Ji Huaijie, and Han Xuefeng's offensive is still not enough in front of him.

I saw Zhao Yan's wrist flip, his palm facing outward, his five fingers into claws, and he gently and skillfully pinched the tip of Han Xuefeng's elbow in his hand.

The two Qiao family members were stunned, they had seen Han Xuefeng show his strength with their own eyes, and with an all-out elbow blow, he could even bend a wrist-thick steel pipe.

As a result, Zhao Yan was like grabbing a baseball, and easily cracked Han Xuefeng's attack?

The two looked at each other, and a feeling surged in their hearts at the same time: "It seems that we are planted in his hands, and we are not wronged at all." ”

The bystanders are still like this, and Han Xuefeng, as the person concerned, certainly feels more profound.

If he only made five points of force in the first punch, then the second elbow was at least eight points.

But Zhao Yan didn't look back, so he easily turned his two moves into invisible.

Especially his elbow blow, when he was caught by Zhao Yan, it seemed that he had hit a ball of cotton, and he was powerless, but when he wanted to collect it again, he found that the cotton just now had turned into solidified cement, and his arm was firmly clamped, and he couldn't move.

"How is that possible?" Han Xuefeng's pupils contracted suddenly, he had already overestimated Zhao Yan as much as possible, but he didn't expect his two moves to be so lightly resolved by the other party.

At this time, if Zhao Yan fought back, he would not have any ability to resist at all.

But Zhao Yan was merciful after all, and when his wrist trembled, Han Xuefeng involuntarily turned around several times and withdrew seven or eight meters away, only then did he hold on to the wall in embarrassment and stand still.

"You're not my opponent, don't bother anymore, otherwise I'll be rude to you!" Zhao Yan warned in an unkind tone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Han Xuefeng heard the word "you're welcome", his reluctance was stimulated again, his eyes became blood-red, a beast-like roar came out of his throat, and he took two big strides and jumped up suddenly.

Then, turning 270 degrees in the air, with the help of the momentum and the whirling force of the waist twist, the right foot kicked out back, drawing a stunning arc in the air, like a full moon scimitar.

The air was even torn apart by the power of this kick, and there was a piercing roar, and the faces of the two Qiao family men who were more than ten meters away were all in pain from the strong wind.

The only thing that puzzled the two was that this kick was still about five meters away from Zhao Yan, and this strong wind alone could not hurt Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan is heartbroken, Han Xuefeng's foot is gathering momentum, and there is a back-up move behind him.

Sure enough, after Han Xuefeng landed, with the help of his waist strength again, he turned around and threw another leg, and then he didn't stop at all, and he turned around and threw out five or six whip legs in a row, one hit was as fast as a punch, and in the end, the person was like a high-speed spinning **, and only the afterimage could be seen.

Even the air, under his disturbance, formed a small cyclone.

Zhao Yan watched Han Xuefeng gather momentum expressionlessly, neither dodging nor blocking.

He also wanted to see how many catties this person had.

This move, if it is a life-and-death fight, has no practical value at all, and if the opponent is weaker than him, it can be done without charging strength.

If the opponent is stronger than him, there is no chance to use this move at all.

Therefore, after Han Xuefeng mastered this technique of accumulating momentum, it was the first time to use it.

When he felt his body gradually lose control, he roared, and the last whip leg swept towards Zhao Yan's left rib.

Zhao Yan sighed secretly, if he had just rejected Qiao Yaxi's invitation, he would have abolished her subordinates here, and in terms of face, I am afraid it would not be too much.

But when Han Xuefeng used this kind of move, he obviously didn't think about the consequences.

This kind of whip leg, which seems cool, is actually useless, the move is flashy, as long as the opponent is not moving, choose the right angle, and rely on the strength of the counterattack alone, he can break his calf or knee.

If Han Xuefeng was the enemy, Zhao Yan would have seventeen or eighteen ways to break his offensive in just one moment, and the least consequence would be to make him inseparable from a wheelchair in the next life.

In the blink of an eye, the whip leg had touched his left rib.

"Don't hide?" Han Xuefeng saw that Zhao Yan was still standing, and his heart was also terrified.

This kick is already his pinnacle, and the strength of his whole body has been infused, and if he wants to change his moves, he can't.

This Mr. Zhao is obviously quite valued by the young lady, in case she kicks him to death......

"That's it, kick to death, just to prove my strength to Miss!"

This kick hit Zhao Yan's left rib hard, making a muffled sound of "bang".

"It's done!"

Han Xuefeng was overjoyed, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Zhao Yan put down his left hand, and his elbow clamped Han Xuefeng's calf.

The whole person, like a feather, floated off the ground with the momentum of Han Xuefeng's whip legs.

Han Xuefeng's leg did not stop, and he took Zhao Yan around twice, and his left foot, like an electric drill, dug a shallow pit in the ground!

After two turns, Han Xuefeng's heart was already a dead ash.

His all-out blow didn't have any effect on Zhao Yan at all.

"It's not light or heavy, I don't know what to do, an incompetent person like you will only cause more trouble for your master!"

Zhao Yan's voice became cold,

Seeing Zhao Yan's feet fall to the ground, he pierced it like a nail, but instead brought Han Xuefeng involuntarily and turned around.

Then, like throwing a chain ball, Zhao Yan rounded Han Xuefeng's whole body and fell to the ground.

The floor tiles instantly turned into spider webs and shattered!

"Take care of your people, next time it won't be as simple as lying down for three months!"

Zhao Yan said coldly to Han Xuefeng, who was already unconscious.

In the villa, Qiao Yaxi's face turned blue and turned off the monitor.