Xie Hu's body sank, a horse stepped on the ground, and his mouth shouted: "If you want to grab the stick, don't you think about it, see who has more strength in us, come over for me......"

Zheng Ya once again felt that a mysterious air flow emerged from Xie Hu's body, and a huge amount of qi surged over, making Zheng Ya secretly frightened, there was no doubt that he had met an opponent who had truly cultivated his internal strength. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I didn't expect that I didn't succeed in using my strength, but I accidentally met a master who had cultivated internal strength, and it seems that many things may not be as simple as I imagined.

Since he got into trouble, it was not the time to retreat, a horse step was stuck on the ground, Zheng Ya made an Arhat pull out the mountain, and the strength of his whole body gathered on his right arm, and he also used his strength violently, and began to test his arm strength with Xie Hu.

The strength of the whole body came out, and Zheng Ya's body also surged with a trace of airflow, colliding with the mysterious airflow on Xie Hu's body, and the short stick shook slightly, Zheng Ya was pleasantly surprised to find that the strength of the two was actually equal.

Holding the stick in his hand, Zheng Ya's heart was suddenly settled, Xie Hu on the other side was not too terrifying, and his strength did not fall behind.

Xie Hu's eyes flashed with incredible light, and at the same time, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he whispered softly: "Little brother is so deep in external skills, he actually gave birth to the shadow of internal qi from the outside to the inside, not bad, in fact, we can be friends......"

Zheng Ya suddenly felt that Xie Hu on the other side became cordial, personable, like a spring breeze, so that Zheng Ya couldn't raise the will to fight.

And Xie Hu's eyes also flashed with a mysterious light at this time, as if there was a whirlpool to attract Zheng Ya's gaze.

His heart was suddenly shocked, Zheng Ya secretly said that he had a powerful evil skill, he didn't dare to slack off, and quickly urged the Xingyue Bodhi and the Leakless Bodhi in his mind, both of which were in Zheng Ya's mind, exuding a white brilliance.

The stars and moon Bodhi in the two Bodhi seeds flickered, and they also quickly passed on to Zheng Ya a way to break the evil arts.

didn't dare to think about it, Zheng Ya's spirit was highly concentrated, as if he was looking at the two Bodhi seeds with a fixed heart, guiding the light of the Bodhi seeds, according to the ascension of Xingyue Bodhi, he sent it into his eyes, glared suddenly, and looked at Xie Hu, who was fighting with him for a short stick.

At this time, Xie Hu found that his strength was not dominant, and the secret technique seemed to be useless, so he had changed his tactics again and quickly kicked Zheng Ya's right leg.

The speed of the feet cannot keep up with the eye.

As soon as Xie Hu's feet kicked out, Zheng Ya's eyes were full of white brilliance, and they met Xie Hu's eyes that flashed strangely and seemed to be purple light.

Zheng Ya's trick was temporarily taught by Xingyue Bodhi, and he didn't know what the effect would be, but when he glared at it, he was very surprised by the results.

Xie Hu screamed violently, retracted his hands, and covered his eyes.

Zheng Ya pulled out the short stick in the competition with one hand, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, his right hand slammed into the next round, and with a snap, he accurately hit the right leg that Xie Hu kicked over.

Xie Hu screamed again, and instinctively touched his right leg with his left hand.

Zheng Ya saw that Xie Hu's left eye was already bubbling with blood and tears at this time.

With a horizontal feeling in his heart, Zheng Ya waved the short stick in his hand, snapped and slammed, and fell on Xie Hu's body.

In Xie Hu's screams, he was slapped to the ground by Zheng Ya with several sticks.

Zheng Ya took two steps forward, and was about to give him two more blows when on the dance floor, Lao Wu staggered up and rushed over.

And out of the corner of his eye, he found that at the door of the bar, several young people brandished short sticks and rushed forward with blades.

Zheng Ya turned over with a harrier on the spot, kicked Lao Wu's chin, kicked him on the dance floor again, walked like flying, rushed over from the dance floor in a few steps, and shouted violently in his mouth: "Words, bow your head ......"

Lin Zhiyu was hurriedly helping Zijie to stumble towards the door, not paying attention to the surrounding environment at all, and when he heard Zheng Ya's shouting, he instinctively hugged Zijie and kicked to the ground.

With a sound of tying, Zheng Ya stretched out the short stick in his hand suddenly, accurately blocked the short stick that smashed towards Lin Zhiyu, and flew out sideways, directly kicking the young man with the dancing stick away.

At this time, in the other direction, a saber slashed towards Lin Zhiyu.

didn't have time to think about it, Zheng Ya turned over, sideways, and with a bang, the left arm blocking Lin Zhiyu's head was slashed by a knife, a large section of the sleeve was cut off, the arm was cold, and a blood mark appeared on the hand, dripping blood.

It dripped on Lin Zhiyu's panicked little face.

Lin Zhiyu screamed.

Zheng Ya waved the short stick with his right hand, snapped, split his head and covered his face, smashed the young man's saber, stepped on the ground with one foot, and his blood-stained left hand forcefully pulled Lin's words, and shouted violently: "Words, calm down." ”

The blood-stained left hand pulled Lin Zhiyu.

Lin Zhiyu dragged Zijie, stumbled, and ran towards the door of the bar.

On the dance floor, Xie Hu, who was screaming, finally sat up reluctantly, and said fiercely: "Brothers, hack him to death, I will be responsible for the accident." ”

In a few directions of the bar, the yellow-haired gangsters rushed out, and some even spit out the cigarettes in their mouths, brandished the short sticks, sabers and other instruments in their hands, and chased after Zheng Ya.

Zheng Ya flew a few steps to the door of the bar, kicked the door open, pushed Lin Zhiyu out, and said loudly: "Hurry up, I'll break off." ”

After speaking, Zheng Ya turned around suddenly, took his mouth in his mouth, picked up the sleeve of his shirt that was broken off and was still hanging on his left hand, and wrapped it tightly around the wound on his left hand.

Then he stretched out his hand and beckoned to the thugs behind him: "Come on, come on, whoever comes first will die first." ”

Behind Zheng Ya, Lin Zhiyu picked up Zijie in his hand, stood up, wiped his face, there was red blood, and then looked at Zheng Ya's left arm wrapped around his sleeves, a trace of emotion appeared on his face, and with a bite of silver teeth, he dragged Zijie and ran down quickly.

The bar is on the second floor of the week, Lin Zhiyu, who ran down the stairs, was extremely flustered, his hand holding the phone kept shaking, he just couldn't press the numbers, he took a deep breath, and said in his mouth: "It's just three lines, Lin Zhiyu, you won't be so dish......"

110！

Finally pressed it down.

After calling the police in a hurry, he called his father again, Lin Zhiyu sat on the side of the street, holding Zijie and trembling gently, but in his mind, he kept replaying Zheng Yan's waving, bloody arm, and on the wrist of that hand, he was also wearing a bracelet of unleaked Bodhi.

In the bar, Zheng Ya found that the gangsters who were chasing after him were not frightened by himself, and three or four yellow hairs quickly waved short sticks and slashed at him.

Standing at the door of the bar, Zheng Ya closed his palms, turned on one side, two yellow hairs rushed over, Zheng Ya made a move to worship Guanyin, and the two fastest yellow hairs were grabbed by Zheng Ya's collar, and their heads slammed into the wall of the bar.

Knock knock twice.