"Old turtle, you have played a good role in the fine tradition of Jinshimen's mouth, and you really didn't disappoint me!"

Qin Hao waved his hand, his face full of disdain.

Jin Huo instinctively wanted to get angry, but after thinking about it: This kid must be provoking me, if I am angry, I will definitely treat the battle unfavorably.

So he forcibly suppressed his anger and smiled sinisterly: "Boy, your sharp teeth and small mouth are now ineffective against me." I'm going to not only break your hands and feet, but I'm going to play with your woman in front of you. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Yuhan coldly,

Lin Yuhan was covered with goosebumps when he was looked at by Jin Huo, and took a step back in fear.

Qin Hao gently protected her behind him, and gently pinched her palm with his big hand as comfort, only then did he look at Jin Huo and smile disdainfully: "Old thing, you are a golden bell jar that is not born to practice." So the question is, how can you play with a girl who is like a flower?"

"You!"

said that he would not be angry, but Jin Huo was said to be in the sore spot again, and his temper attacked, and he rushed over with a roar.

Although Qin Hao was insulting Jin Huo, he had already tensed his whole body and secretly prepared for a fight.

Now that the other party was coming violently, Qin Hao sneered and moved, and his fist with internal strength struck towards Jin Huo's chest.

Jin Huo was originally angry, but when he thought about it, wasn't it defense that he could humiliate Qin Hao?

So he turned his anger into joy, stopped his steps, and deliberately hugged his arms, looking arrogant and willing to be beaten.

Qin Hao couldn't see what the other party meant, he sneered in his heart, and his fist hit Jin Huo's chest as expected.

Clang!

The sound of iron clashing sounded as scheduled.

Jin Huo was not injured, and laughed wildly: "Little bastard, your fist strength still hasn't improved." If you have this ability, you will be miserable later!"

Qin Hao didn't speak, and pretended to show anger: "Luohan Fist!"

Immediately, the muscles were connected, and the arms were shot out with explosive power, like an Arhat and a tiger, full of domineering momentum.

Jin Huo was slightly startled, "Shaolin Temple is a master, it seems that the boy will have a lot of martial arts!"

Luohan Fist is known for its fierceness and strength, although Jin Huo is not afraid, but he still raised his arm just in case and blocked Qin Hao's powerful punch.

Clang!

After a battle, Qin Hao's fist power was exhausted, and he did not retreat but advanced, "Seven Wounds Fist!"

The Seven Fist Shadows were punched out almost instantly, each punch carried a huge amount of energy, and after each punch, Qin Hao's face would be a little pale!

"The mastery of the Kongtong faction!"

Jin Huo was shocked again, and there was a strange meaning in his heart.

First is the Shaolin Temple, and then the Kongtong faction, how many sects of martial arts does this kid know?

Could it be that he is a descendant of an ancient martial arts family?

At this moment, even if it was an enemy, Jin Huo couldn't help but look at Qin Hao by two points.

Putting away his contempt, his whole body tensed, and he roared: "My golden bell jar is invincible, no matter what magic skills you have!"

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang

The Seven Fist Shadows slammed into Jin Huo's body, bringing up seven consecutive rings like Hong Zhong Dalu.

Although Jin Huo has a golden bell jar to defend himself, the momentum implied by the Seven Injuries Fist is not useless.

He took seven steps back in a row in severe pain, his skin was imprinted with seven white fist marks, and his body was surging with qi and blood, and he suffered slight internal injuries.

"That's right, it's worthy of the Kongtong faction not passing on secret techniques!"

Jin Huo made a black face in admiration, but soon showed a smug look again: "It's just that you still can't break my golden bell jar!" So, what can you do with me?"

Qin Hao saw this scene, and his mood was very complicated.

Even if it is a peerless study that injures the enemy by 1,000 and loses 800, it will not be able to break through the old turtle's defenses.

This guy's turtle shell is really indestructible!

However, no matter how powerful you are, you will eventually lose at my hands today!

Qin Hao thought about it, and the confidence in his heart surged up again.

No eyebrows.

This mastery has always been deeply imprinted in his heart, and the reason why he didn't use it was mainly for two purposes.

First, verify whether the golden bell jar of the old turtle is really invincible.

After all, in the last rush, many of his moves were not used. Today is just the right time to verify one or two.

Second, let the old turtle relax its vigilance.

Although the attack power of the eyebrow finger is unparalleled, but before the fingering is used, there is a flaw in the move after all.

If the old turtle is careful and careful, he will probably be sensed by him before he makes a move.

When the time comes, the old turtle will adopt dodge tactics, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to hurt him.

After all, the old turtle is also quite fast.

Now, through Jin Huo's face, Qin Hao could see that the plan was almost successful.

"Boy, don't look at me like that. Isn't it very angry? It's okay, grandpa will let you do it again!"

Jin Huo smiled maniacally, put his hands in front of his chest, and took the initiative to walk towards Qin Hao.

The Seven Wounds Fist and other stunts had been used up, and he felt that Qin Hao had exhausted his donkey skills, and he no longer had the mind to worry.

This time, he not only wanted to defeat Qin Hao, but also wanted to completely destroy his will.

Therefore, he arrogantly chose to step forward and be beaten.

"Good chance!"

Qin Hao was waiting for this moment, and without saying a word, he slowly walked towards the golden fire.

"Old turtle, I admit that you are very strong. ”

Hearing Qin Hao say this, Jin Huo was even more embarrassed: "It's too late to admit it now, I gave you a chance before." It's you yourself who don't cherish. Whoever dares to beat me, this time, you will definitely die!"

Qin Hao didn't need to speak anymore, because he had already walked in front of Jin Huo.

The four eyes were facing each other, Jin Huo's face was arrogant, and Qin Hao's eyes were condensed.

In terms of momentum, Qin Hao has an absolute disadvantage.

This kind of scene is good luck in a master duel.

Because, if you can't even match the momentum, how can you win?

But, the next moment, the momentum quietly changed.

It was because of Qin Hao's action.

He raised his hand, the pale, slender arm.

The arm was originally only strong, but when it trembled, that arm actually carried a kind of earth-destroying momentum!

"What kind of move is this?"

Jin Huo has never seen this kind of martial arts, and the moves have not yet come out, but the momentum is so amazing?

In an instant, a trace of worry surged in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Qin Hao's two fingers had already condensed, condensed into a sword!

"No eyebrows!"

In an instant, a thunderbolt formed in the room, and the smell of gunpowder smoke appeared in the air inexplicably, and sparks flew unfatally.

In this state, Qin Hao's fingers moved, and in just an instant, they pierced into Jin Huo's shoulder!

Laugh at!

A slight sound, but the message is staggering.

Blood was gurgling down, Jin Huo lowered his head slightly, looking at the shoulder with Qin Hao's fingers still inserted in his shoulder, and a look of disbelief flashed on his face.

My golden bell jar was actually broken?

(End of chapter)