"Okay! As long as you can cripple him, 500,000 is no problem, if you can kill him, Lao Tzu will give 1 million!" Huang Gongzi was almost crazy, he let out a roar, and then, he himself was afraid.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is the easiest time to lose his mind, initiate madness, and run rampant, where will he think of the consequences?

He was originally an indulgent wild horse, a second ancestor who was pampered since he was a child, stretched out his hands for clothes, opened his mouth for food, bullied others, and robbed other people's women, and even the handlers in this area didn't dare to do anything to him, who was he afraid of?

Even if something really comes out, isn't there still a bureau chief behind him? Therefore, his arrogance has reached the point of lawlessness.

The young warrior got up from the ground and glanced at the three warriors who had turned over to the ground, and the three warriors immediately stood up.

The strength of the Divine Needle Hand has advanced, and the young martial artist has already found out, but his hands are difficult to defeat the eight fists, and now the four King Kongs have joined forces to deal with a late-stage martial artist, and they have also taken advantage of it.

Ye Zirong's eyes were as sharp as eagles, he wiped the sweat stains from the corners of his mouth with his hands, and stared at the four martial artists fiercely.

But in the blink of an eye, he found that the four people in front of him had turned into one, and immediately swept it with the corner of his eye, and found that there was already a martial artist standing on the left and right sides of his body.

The four King Kongs were extremely fast, and they had surrounded the Divine Needle Hand in just an instant.

Eight eyes like lightning killed Ye Zirong fiercely, and the momentum was extremely terrifying, as if he was going to eat people.

Ye Zirong held his breath, his eyes were closed, his head was carefully probed, listening to the wind and distinguishing the shape, his hands were blocked at his waist, and he had prepared a strict defense.

The Taoist exercises pay attention to the static braking, and the Shen Needle Hand knows that the young warrior's Jing Gong is not under him, but now that he has been besieged, this exercise is also a last resort.

He was like a quiet wind on the outside, but his internal force was constantly running in his body, and the breath had been transported to his limbs along with his thoughts.

The young warrior is also a quiet martial artist, the last time he fought in the Yangtze River, he had defeated him with Jinggong, and now he is making Jinggong again, so is there a reason to be invincible?

Thinking of this, the young warrior immediately closed his eyes and used Jinggong to dismantle with him.

The magic needle hand screen removes all interference, and the heart enters the realm of silence, and only listens with two ears. The power in the body slowly converged on the right hand, and after a little probing, he noticed that there was an abnormality in that direction, even if he made a killing move, he thought it could be fatal with one move.

Jing Gong is the Taoist practice of refining qi and building the foundation, the god needle hand in the master's words and deeds, has learned a lot of essence, although the exercise is not as changeable as the master, but also with a little cleverness, to create a set of the essence of the enemy, at the moment he is waiting for the attack, since this set of exercises to the fullest.

The young warrior split with him for several rounds, and when he saw that he was still as steady as Mount Tai and did not move at all, he suddenly felt that he had fallen for him. Thinking that he has already gained the upper hand with the strength of four people, why waste time with this kid again?

Seeing that the earlobes of the divine needle hand trembled, the young warrior immediately made a look, and the four great King Kongs immediately gave wind under their feet, and they had already turned around Ye Zirong, and their speed was as fast as a rabbit.

The wind suddenly rose everywhere, Ye Zirong suddenly felt the sound of all directions in his ears, his right hand hurriedly stretched out to his chest, and his body also turned up.

"Up!" the young warrior gave an order, and the four directions around the divine needle hand actually hit four identical Muay Thai moves at the same time.

The four great vajra are all exerting force with their right feet, their bodies rotate to the left, and their right hands are pulling thousands of catties, shaking hands into hammers, and the four right straight fists are smashed straight into the four key points on the body of the divine needle like a tiger.

The four martial artists with a primary physique of martial arts, using the ferocious moves of ancient Muay Thai, their strength can break gold.

The Divine Needle Hand had just been promoted to the late stage of the martial arts physique, and he couldn't be familiar with his skills, and when he saw four tiger-like fists smashing in, he was in a hurry, and he was actually out of order.

He couldn't jump up or down, and the four straight right fists drove a strong wind, which had become four huge waves, covering his body in it, like an impregnable wall.

If he breaks through from any direction, he will be hit immediately.

The fist formations used by these martial artists are not only incomparably powerful, but also extremely tight, simply leakless and seamless, Ye Zirong was a little flustered when he stood up, thinking that this was really not easy to deal with.

The divine needle hand was no longer able to make a move, and the defensive position had been lost, and in desperation, the cat bent its knees, just trying to avoid these four kills.

However, the young warrior's punching was too brave, and it was a combination of virtual and real, with endless changes, he was a little careless, and a right straight punch with a force of more than two tons was smashed straight on the back.

There was an immediate sound on his body, and he suddenly felt that the pain in his vest was incomparable, and it went straight to his chest, thinking that this martial artist's kung fu was really better than the best boxing champion in the world.

Ye Zirong was beaten out, he hurriedly covered his chest with his hands, but before he could catch his breath, four left hook punches actually hooked him from four different directions.

The four left hooks were swift and shot like bullets, and before he could react, he felt that his stomach, chest, chin and cheeks had been hit.

"Don't fight, stop fighting, he's just a student!" Seeing that Ye Zirong was beaten miserably, Qin Shuiwen was more anxious than anyone else, and hurriedly stopped, thinking that if he continued to fight like this, this kid's life would be gone.

Even Huang Zhiqiang on the wooden chair was stunned, he just wanted to abolish Ye Zirong's right hand so that he could not take the college entrance examination, where did he think that these four masters were actually going to kill people? This was much more terrifying than he imagined.

As the saying goes, it's easy to kill a person, but it's not easy at all to see a person killed, which is an extreme test of a person's psychological endurance. Unless the man is a beast, he will not be afraid.

Ye Zirong screamed, his body bowed, and he was frozen in mid-air, his face showed extremely embarrassing pain, his hands covered his stomach, and he couldn't scream anymore.

The young warrior looked polite and polite, but he was not soft at all, and he actually hit Ye Zirong's waist with another elbow blow.

"Ye Zirong, what can you do with your physique in the late stage of martial arts? I said earlier, you can't beat the four of us alone!" he grabbed Ye Zirong's collar and pulled it hard.

Huang Zhiqiang was still scared in the end, and hurriedly said: "Master Ao, just leave him alive, just abolish his right hand, what I want is that he can't take the college entrance examination." ”

Thinking that this young warrior actually spat at Huang Zhiqiang, he shouted: "Don't shout! I have to kill him!"

Anyone who has practiced Muay Thai should know: I would rather take ten punches than one elbow, and I would rather suffer five elbows than one knee, which means that the power of boxing, elbow and knee strikes is increasing dozens of times, which shows how terrible the power of this heavy knee is.

This knee buckle directly pushed Ye Zirong to the ground, and after half a sound, he couldn't get up.