"No misunderstanding, I'm going to beat someone for the sky today!"

Tang Jian drank violently, taking advantage of Su Qier's intimidation by Xiao Xingyu, his shot was even more violent and ferocious, and he sprinted with arrows, and the basic Dao fist roared out like a peacock opening the screen.

Boom –

A series of four fierce and unforged fist shadows shrouded Suqir's vital body.

The fierce fist scraping on the face will cause pain.

Suqir was furious, "Villain, you are too domineering, I don't even know you, I will fight with you!"

He let out a loud roar, and his body rushed out like a full longbow.

The fist is like a gun, and the palm is like a knife.

Taking advantage of the complete explosion of bloodline power, he opened and closed and confronted Tang Jian!

Click-

Pound pound pound –

Bell Bell Bell –

The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded densely in the unfinished building, interspersed with the terrifying sound of sometimes cracking bones.

Suchir was so pained that his eyes were watering with tears and he was screaming miserably.

But he was almost crazy, as if his blood boiled and had an effect on his mind, and he used all kinds of killing techniques like a mad dog, and his every move burst out with terrifying power like a beast of the wilderness, and his shoes were trampled and exploded.

Soon, half a minute passed.

The blood force in Suqier's body was weakened, and he seemed to be a little more sober, and he let out a terrible howl in pain, fear and anger.

The masked psychic on the other side was simply a stalker, and he even installed unusual metal pipes on his limbs.

After he turned on the power of the bloodline, his body endurance was almost close to 700 kilograms, and the instant explosive punch power exceeded 600 kilograms.

A punch and a kick can burst a molten iron pipe.

However, every punch and kick landed on the opponent's body, and the two arms that were hard were severely painful and numb, and the bones must have cracked.

He suddenly retreated.

Because the bloodline power in the body has begun to decay, it is impossible to persist in this state of bloodline power explosion for too long.

However, just when this idea was born in his heart, Tang Jian seemed to be unable to attack for a long time and couldn't hold it back, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared wildly.

"Eight-armed Dao Dragon Fist!"

Huhuhuhu-

A series of eight extremely powerful fist shadows broke through the air.

The wind is howling.

A black shadow slashed at his face.

Suchir was shocked.

This is definitely a killer move of boxing.

He hurriedly resisted with both hands.

But the fist shadow was dense and fierce, and only then did he block the three punches, and Su Qier felt punched in many parts of his body, and the pain was unbearable.

Bang ——

Suddenly, a punch broke through his defense and slammed into his chest.

"Ah——h

Suqir screamed, a mouthful of blood reached his throat, and the sternum in his chest was even more creaking from the sudden burst of more than 500 kilograms of punch, and he staggered back and his lungs were stuffy.

"Wait ......"

He looked frightened and was about to speak.

"Eight-armed Dao Dragon Fist!"

Tang Jian's roar directly drowned out his voice.

The shadow of the fist that slashed his head and face came densely and violently again, as if he had unlimited energy.

At this moment.

Tang Jian's willpower, which had reached the level of an E-class warrior, was fully utilized.

Extraordinary will determines otherworldly energy.

He has as much energy as a Humvee.

The killing move in the basic Dao Fist, the eight-armed Dao Dragon Fist, ordinary F-level fighters will collapse when they play a set.

But at this moment, he played a second set again.

"Ahhhhh

"Bang bang bang-"

Suchir was beaten so that his saliva flew in the air, his tongue was thrown out of his mouth and flung in the air, his sternum collapsed, his face twisted and hideous, and he let out a painful, frantic roar.

Tang Jian was even more angry, "You still dare to do evil to me?

Dare to roar?

I ask you if you accept it, whether you accept it or not!

Do you dare to kill someone?"

"Eat my third set of Righteous Gatling Fist!"

Tang Jian roared wildly and chased after Suqier around the load-bearing pillar.

At this moment, a historic scene was staged.

Tang Jian chased Su Qier, and Su Qier returned the pillar and left.

It's a pity that Su Qier is not as sassy as King Qin, and because his shoes were trampled on, he stepped on those pushpins directly, and was pierced and screamed in pain, which was extremely miserable.

Tang Jian sang a righteous boxing song, wore heightened shoes and walked all the way, chasing and beating fiercely, "I'm fighting!

Praise Gatling Bodhisattva, when he walks deep and like honey, he holds three sets of fists and turns into a supreme holy weapon.

One punch and one sound, six-character mantra, no equal mantra, mantra said: Om Ma Ma Horn Mi Bang.

Compassion is like the sea, purifying all sentient beings, faring away from the world, eliminating the karma of the five gatherings, coming out of the six realms of reincarnation, leaving the calamities of the eight sufferings, gathering and destroying the path without suffering, and going to the western bliss.

Three sets of twenty-four punches, Pudu sentient beings have not stopped.

Great, righteous Gatling Bodhisattva;

Great, righteous Gatling Bodhisattva.

Righteous Gatling Bodhisattva Hammer Maha Da ......"

The dense fist shadow drowned the figure of Suqir, whose bloodline power had completely declined.

In a dull and frantic "da-da-da" sound, blood spurted wildly from Suchir's mouth.

Suddenly, he was kicked away by Tang Jian.

With more than 1,500 kilograms of leg force, Su Qier was directly kicked to the waist and shattered, and the whole rag bag slammed into a load-bearing pillar with a loud bang.

Clouds of dust spilled down from the load-bearing columns.

Suchir's body bounced to the ground, leaving a pool of blood on the load-bearing pillar.

"Giggle......

Suqir's body twitched, blood gushed from his mouth, all seven orifices were black blood, and he struggled to raise his head in pain, despair and fear, and his bloodshot eyes looked at the terrifying figure wearing a black hood on the opposite side.

A few questions still linger in his mind.

Who the hell is this person?

Why kill him?

Why did the other party pretend to be Chen Youliang again?

"You...... Who are you, and why are you so insidious?"

He opened his mouth, his face suddenly turned red, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, his body bowed violently, and he fell to the ground with a poof, and his breath was gone, and he was completely killed.

"Call me sinister? You don't deserve to be a killer. I'm just a mediocre PE teacher. ”

Tang Jian looked helplessly and regretfully at Su Qier, whose body was distorted and deformed, shook his head in pity, folded his hands, and spoke in a low voice.

"I FFFFF......"

Without relieving his breath, Tang Jian exhaled violently, looking tired, "My Buddha is compassionate!"

Looking at Suchir's miserable death, his wide eyes seemed to question him silently.

Do killers have no human rights?

Isn't the killer's life a life?

Tang Jian was speechless.

He found out that this time, he really killed someone.

No glass reappeared this time.

This time, I should have been able to persuade the other party to be a good person.

But before he could say the words, the other party was beaten to death by him.

"I was so excited, so angry and excited during the fight, but I can't be blamed for that.

To blame. I can only blame this Suqir for being too murderous, so irritated that I had to save my life and strike first.

A man dies like a lamp goes out, and I have to find a good place to bury him. ”

Tang Jian lowered his head and looked at his hands.

These iron fists of justice have been stained with blood.

But fortunately, it was stained with the blood of the wicked, and it did not cause justice to collapse.

Although he is kind and simple-hearted, he will not blame himself for the death of a killer.

Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

So killing a killer is equivalent to saving how many people are saved?

This account, even as a physical education teacher, he can calculate it clearly.

Great deal, no problem!

"Giant (Giant)"

At this moment, Xiao Xingyu flew close to Tang Jian's side, and her crystal pink little face was full of questions at this time.

Tang Jian caught Xiao Xingyu's thinking fluctuations, stretched out his finger and touched Xiao Xingyu's face and said, "I'm fine, you don't need to treat me anymore, I'll talk about it when I recover some strength." ”

When he was just fighting, Xiao Xingyu healed his injuries repeatedly, which made him have the last laugh in the tough confrontation with Suqier.

And now, there are only some slight bruises on his body.

Tang Jian took out a bag of tea leaves from his purse, took out two slices, and handed them to Xiao Xingyu who was happy, feeling a little solemn.

"Suchir, this killer, is very powerful.

If there is no little Xingyu.

I hit him dozens of blows with an instant burst of punches that should have exceeded 600 kilograms......

It is also very likely that you will get a minor injury!

Therefore, after channeling the doctor sequence, my survivability is stronger.

But there is that E-class powerhouse Hu Xiangrong behind Suqier, and I definitely can't beat him......"