"Tiger roaring golden bell jar, dragon chanting iron cloth shirt?"

Sun Shao'an threw the flowers in his hand into his face, and then took three steps back, and at the same time suddenly lifted a Vientiane True Qi attached to his arms. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Pop" Shi Ren brushed away the flying flowers with one hand, kicked the wall with his left foot, and rushed towards him with the force of the shock.

The flowers exploded in an instant, as if a white day of fireworks were scattered on the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang" In an instant, Shi Ren's fists collided fiercely with Sun Shaoan's forearms no less than ten times, and the sleeves of both of them were directly blown through several big holes by the drumming true qi.

The fist slapped on the faces of the two of them, and they both looked a little hideous.

The small room was devastated by the air flow driven by the collision of the two people's true qi, and things like frames and towels hanging on the wall suddenly shook to the ground.

As soon as Sun Shaoan exchanged hands with him, he felt a sigh in his heart, he felt that the strength and speed of the other party far exceeded his own, and he was simply a humanoid beast, completely suppressing him.

Fortunately, Vientiane's true qi changes in a thousand ways, and he can barely block Shi Ren's fist strength and counterattack power with his dexterity of overcoming rigidity.

"Bang, bang" Shi Ren used his fists and feet together, attacking fiercely, opening and closing, smashing all the furniture and wooden beds in the room.

Sun Shao'an dodged left and right, and more and more calmly dealt with his more and more tricky punches and incomparably vicious legs for the lower road.

"Drink!" After forcing Sun Shaoan to retreat to the door, Shi Ren let out an angry roar, and his already tall and mighty figure suddenly skyrocketed, and the muscles of his whole body bulged, directly bursting his shirt and pants.

"No leakage body?" Sun Shao'an saw some doorways, and frantically urged the true qi of Vientiane, clinging to his whole body to avoid being found by him.

Shi Ren looked at him intently, a crazy and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sun Shaoan's head trembled, as if he saw an ancient tyrannosaurus open its fangs towards him.

"Do you like Nietzsche?" he asked suddenly.

When Sun Shaoan was a little inexplicable, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if a small sun was rising.

"Heavenly tyrant in the sky!" Shi Ren roared abnormally, and the light in his hand was imprinted on Sun Shao'an's body in the next moment.

"Bang" Sun Shaoan only felt a tightness in his chest, as if he was hit by a speeding car, and the whole person suddenly flew out of a few meters, first falling on the wall in front of the window, and then slamming heavily on the ground, and the Vientiane True Qi attached to his body also dispersed into the limbs and hundreds of bones in an instant, frantically repairing the damaged subcutaneous musculature.

Sun Shao'an was quite afraid at the moment, if it wasn't for the Vientiane True Scripture, he was afraid that he would have been knocked into a mess of rotten meat at this moment.

"Aren't you dead yet?" Shi Ren walked step by step in the direction where Sun Shao'an was, and the few chairs that were blocking him were directly taken away by him.

"Fang Shi" was when Sun Shao'an was on the verge of despair, and suddenly found that there was an extra person in front of him, blocking between him and Shi Ren.

"And a helper, then let's die together!" Shi Ren saw that someone was blocking his fist, and he suddenly jumped like thunder, frantically urging the true qi of the inner family, and the whole person seemed to be like a mountain pressing towards Fang Cheng who rushed to reinforcements.

"Dong" saw Fang Cheng seem to slowly stretch out his palm, and then easily caught Shi Ren's heavy punch with all his strength.

Shi Ren was stunned for a moment when he saw that his heavy punch was borrowed by the person in front of him...... He had fought against dozens of martial arts masters, but no one had ever taken his fist hard, and theoretically even if it was a cow, it would not be able to withstand his heavy blows.

The punch strength (impact) of ordinary people is only 200 catties, and the fist strength of the world boxing champion is 1,000 catties, while he is about 3,000 catties per punch. Even no matter how tough a foreign master is, he can't block his punch.

"It's a little interesting" Shi Ren stared at Fang Cheng's eyes, as if a gluttonous diner saw the full banquet of the Manchu Han.

"Shao'an, you wait for me for ten seconds" Fang Cheng said hello to Sun Shao'an.

"Ten seconds?" Before Shi Ren could react to the meaning of his words, he suddenly felt a strong arm grabbing his neck, he tried his best but still couldn't fight, fear and insecurity crept into his heart.

What is the origin of this terrifying man?

"You are Shi Ren, what is the relationship with Sun Haoran, say it and spare you from death" Fang Cheng pressed him against the wall, as if holding down a fish that was jumping alive and waiting to be slaughtered.

Shi Ren struggled fiercely, the skin of his whole body began to turn red and hot, and bursts of green smoke came out of his head, but it was nothing more, Fang Cheng's arm seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he was stuck in place and could not move an inch.

"So that's the case" Fang Cheng finally found something in his chaotic thoughts, and then Shi Ren's eyes kicked and he fell into a coma.

Fang Cheng casually threw him on the ground, took out a wet tissue from his pocket and wiped his hands, and then walked to Sun Shao'an's side and helped him up.

He poured Vientiane True Qi into Sun Shao'an's meridians, and after helping the latter initially repair some of the damaged veins, he withdrew.

"Master Fang, the disciple is incompetent" Sun Shaoan lowered his head with some guilt, the biggest reason why this mission almost failed was that he was not prepared enough, relying on his recent great skills, he underestimated the heroes of the world.

"Wufang, don't be so reckless in the future" Fang Cheng patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

Shi Ren's explosion this time was also a little unexpected to him, if he hadn't noticed that Sun Shao'an's life was in danger, he wouldn't have rushed immediately.

"Then what do we do with him?" Sun Shao'an calmed down for a moment, and raised his foot to lift Shi Ren, who was unconscious on the ground.

"Let's take it back first, his external skills are a bit interesting, let the people of Hua Tingzong arrest them and study them carefully. "Fang Cheng didn't think much of the martial arts of a person like him, but it was a priceless treasure to Hua Ting Sect.

"Yes" Sun Shaoan replied, reaching out and grabbing one of Shi Ren's arms.

Then Fang Cheng launched the end of the world and left the 184 Mental Hospital with the two of them.

And just a minute after they left, the doctors who were doing consultations in other rooms heard the movement here and rushed to the ward, and they looked at the 3047 ward, which had already been empty, and they all looked blank, as if they had seen a supernatural event.

"What about the patients in ward 3047?" Professor Yang hurried from the office after receiving the report, and looked at the medical staff from other departments in front of the ward, and was immediately a little dissatisfied.

He has been researching physical therapy recently, and he has finally found a great candidate for clinical trials, but he doesn't want to be run away like this.

"Professor Yang, someone came to visit him just now......" said the nurse on duty with a PAD and looking at the visit record from the information desk.

"When?"

"A few minutes ago," the nurse on duty heard the unkindness of his tone, and suddenly her voice dropped a little.

"Then don't you look for it! It's rare to be able to fly?"