Tong Zheng made a soft sound in his throat, and instantly broke his breath and fell straight down, revealing a woman with a calm expression behind him, holding a slowly beating heart in his claws and stuffing it into a big mouth and chewing endlessly, blood flowing down the corners of his mouth.

"Evil beast!"

After seeing it clearly, Hong Tong's brain was shocked, his eyes were about to split, his right foot was thrown back like a cannonball, and a tiger swung its tail and kicked the weapon rack violently, hooked up a long stick on the ground, strode forward, and the long stick was like a poisonous dragon out of the water, and rushed out towards the throat of the bloody mouth.

The body of the charm shook to reveal its original form, and its claws waved to grab the long stick, who knew that Hong Tong's muscles and bones sounded in unison, his spine and shoulders and arms shook, and the tip of the copper long stick buzzed as if it came to life, and with the help of the elasticity of the stick body, he shook out a circle of afterimages, and somehow bypassed his finger claws, and poofed twice under the monster's shoulder sockets, and was shocked to take half a step back, roaring in his throat, obviously not lightly injured.

The world knows that Hong Fist is known for its fierceness, but it is not known that it is just the appearance, the bridge hand bridge horse implies the Yin and Yang Five Elements Mutual Restraint Technique, and there is also a layer of meaning of the live bridge and live horse, which can be called infinitely varied and elusive, coupled with the strong strength of Hong Tong's feet, the impact of the upper limbs is even stronger, and the strength of a stick is not only a thousand jun, and the monster was caught off guard.

Tong Zheng's heart was gouged out, it was already certain death, Su Ziyu put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, took a long breath, his steps flashed, and he also took out a long stick to meet it, and shouted in his mouth: "Be careful of the monster spitting poisonous gas!"

He had already suffered a loss just now, so naturally he didn't forget to remind Hongtong. Sure enough, the charm bounced up on all four legs, and a mouthful of dark green smoke spit out at the head, but fortunately, Hong Tong reminded him, and the long stick shook eight times in a row to protect the front of him, stepped on the unicorn step, and suddenly withdrew from the outside to avoid the poisonous gas, but it was still stable after a shake, which showed that the poisonous gas was powerful.

As soon as Hongtong retreated, Su Ziyu was already like thunder, flying up, and the long stick was swept continuously, and the charm was just clicked open by Hongtong's long stick, and he couldn't parry it at all, and he had been hit several times in the blink of an eye.

This long stick is made of good hardwood, the head and tail are wrapped in copper, the strength is high and the elasticity is good, with the control of the strength of the muscles and bones in Su Ziyu, holding it in the hand has felt incomparable, although it is not a stick method, it is still amazing, whirring like a wind and clouds, in one go, the blood in the monster's mouth and nose is spilled out.

After all, the charm is a mountain spirit and a strange monster, although the first wisdom, but it is not as flexible as humans, this time it suffers, completely fierce outburst, relying on the skin and thick flesh, a few hard hits to die out of the claws to grab the long stick, the power in the huge body poured out, like a raging rhinoceros buried in the head and rushed!

Su Ziyu held the other end of the long stick, the blood in his body flowed, the muscles and muscles suddenly thickened under the force, his eyes were wide with anger, his essence was surging like a cloud tide, he refused to retreat half a step, and his feet smashed through the green bricks in the courtyard by several inches, and he was pushed back by his center of gravity.

With a crisp sound, even a long stick with the thickness of a good hardwood's arm could not withstand the squeeze of the terrifying inhuman force at both ends, and finally broke from it!

The obstacle in front of him disappeared, and Wei Mei suddenly felt a light in front of him, and was about to take advantage of the momentum to rush forward, when another stick shadow roared from the side, like Mount Tai pressing the top, right in the back of the head, and the monster's body sank, but suddenly disappeared.

"Tricks!"

Su Ziyu, who had just stood firm, opened his heart and shouted a reminder in his mouth.

But seeing that Hong Tong was unmoved, he directly closed his eyes and carried the stick, his feet were bent in a figure of eight, his legs were bent, his abdomen was muffled, and his whole body suddenly fell!

Rumble!

The thunder exploded, and the masonry and mud splashed under Hongtong's feet, and even the entire courtyard seemed to shake with it.

He didn't seem to be moving, but in fact, the whole body's internal qi had been integrated into it, his hands and feet did not move, his muscles and bones moved together, and his strength was especially stronger than a thousand pounds, and he stepped directly through the thick green bricks on the ground, and then pulled out with strength, as if he was riding a galloping horse under his crotch, obviously in place, but it gave people the tragic momentum of a heavy cavalry charge.

There are many Hongquan routines, but among the weapons, they are particularly good at sticks, knives, sticks are said to have been created by Yang Wulang in the Yang family generals thousands of years ago, Yang Wulang became a monk in Wutai Mountain, because Buddhism is inconvenient to use knives and guns, so the Yang family marksmanship was changed to stick method. Later, in modern times, Huang Feihong was integrated into the Hongquan and carried forward, from Tai Chi to give birth to two instruments, two instruments to give birth to four elephants, and four elephants to give birth to gossip, which evolved into a sixty-four point stick method, so it was called "Wulang Bagua Stick".

Hongtong's three sticks are the warp and weft of the law, and the most ferocious one -- the standard dragon and the horse. This is the marksmanship of battlefield fighting, although Hong Tong uses a stick in his hand, it is still amazingly powerful, full of tragic and irreversible atmosphere.

Stepping on a horse is an outbreak, and the standard dragon is a drill bridge, a burst and a drill, and there is a mantra cloud:

The standard dragon breaks the sea like a wind arrow, and the horse can't tolerate three shots!

Wei Mei wanted to confuse Hong Tong with a blinding method, but he didn't know that although this big boxer had not opened his eyes to the sky, he had already reached the realm of listening to the bridge and worshipping the prime minister, and he could sense the enemy's momentum just by relying on the internal qi of the pores. This time, the three sticks came out together, and the majestic body of the charm was directly knocked out of the way, and the chest that was stronger than steel actually revealed a neat pit the size of three ping-pong balls, which were lined up horizontally, and there was no difference in the distance between them, and flesh and blood gushed out.

It's a pity that because this style is too fierce, the long stick in Hong Tong's hand can't support it, and the head of the copper-covered stick exploded, and the internal qi couldn't be suppressed and leaked slightly.

When was the most terrifying time for beasts?

It's not when you're well-fed and energetic, but when you're seriously injured and on the verge of despair.

The so-called trapped beast is still fighting!

Obviously, under the siege of Su Ziyu and Hong Tong, the injured ghost had completely lost his mind at this moment, and let out a terrible roar, like a tiger and a leopard roaring in unison, and his huge body rushed towards it like a runaway locomotive, and before his fingers and claws reached his body, he was already blowing in the wind, his pores were bursting, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

Hong Tong urged with qi, volleyed into the void, opened his waist and back, firmly grasped the ground with his five toes, and crossed his hands to block forward.

Rumble!

The arms and claws intersected, the strong wind overflowed, the iron horse of Hongtong Tongqiao was scattered, and the feet could not lock the body even if the blue bricks on the ground were completely broken, and the whole person was beaten upside down and flew out of the air, hitting the courtyard wall behind him, the masonry was shattered and bursting, and the crisp sound of fractures sounded.

The charm under the injury was really terrifying, relying on the natural huge strength, it was hard to collapse the boxing pile that Hongtong had been training hard for thirty years, but the momentum of the forward rush was also completely contained, and the mountain-like body swung back.

After a series of battles, at this critical moment of life and death, Su Ziyu's mind became more and more clear, and his mind was the same, and all the situations in the courtyard were reflected in his mind, and he seized the moment when one person and one monster fought with all his strength, and his body sank, and his hands and feet were used to support the ground, like a humanoid gecko, and he slipped to the ground and got behind the ghost, his arms were like a spiritual snake out of the hole, and he circled left and right, and his waist was firmly locked.