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Xie Hu immediately recognized it, and said in his mouth: "Brothers, in a group of three, listen to my orders and hack him to death." ”

Although Shaolin's basic internal strength is strong, but after all, it is only the basic kung fu from the outside to the inside, Zheng Ya found that his way of playing is purely to hurt the enemy by a thousand, and self-damage to eight hundred, if it were not for the need to exercise the three strengths inside, he really didn't have to fight so hard.

It is good that he has cultivated his Shaolin basic internal skills, but now he is not fighting alone, after Xie Hu commanded his brothers to start a planned siege, Zheng Ya felt that his pressure was instantly greater.

The three yellow hairs rushed up with short sticks, Zheng Ya's arms trembled slightly, changed his move to spread his wings, and while receiving a few sticks, he shook the three opponents into the dance floor and rolled into a ball.

Just didn't wait for Zheng Ya to catch his breath, three more yellow hairs rushed over, with short sticks and sabers slashing his head and covering his face, slashing at Zheng Ya.

Zheng Ya's arms were like lifting heavy objects, blocking the attack, and he roared violently: "Overlord lifts the crown, get out of me." ”

The three yellow hairs were violently lifted away by Zheng Ya, knocking down several people behind them, and fell to the ground with a plop, not lightly, whining and wailing.

Xie Hu didn't look at the injured Huang Mao, and yelled: "Give me a start, I'll see how long he can support it, and see that he still has a lot of blood to shed." ”

Zheng Ya is now in pain and happy.

While the injury is not light, the inner three jin is also making rapid progress.

The more I was beaten, the more I looked like I was close to the limit.

In order to make progress in cultivation, Zheng Ya also went out and fought hard.

The hard-hitting Shaolin basic internal strength, in Zheng Ya's big open and closed battle, one move and one style, the tiger leaped and the dragon soared, and it was displayed majestically.

It's not very burly, a little thin body, standing proudly at the door of the bar, pushing the boat down the river, holding the moon in his arms...... Zheng Yagang was fierce and uncasting, and he came to kill a batch and knock over a batch.

In less than a moment, in the bar, more than a dozen yellow hairs were on the dance floor, humming incessantly.

On Zheng Ya's body, the school uniform has been scratched, in many places, there are scratches, and in more places, there are bruises that have been hit by sticks.

His eyes were blazing, and his legs were still strong.

Zheng Ya stood proudly at the door of the Sunday 8 bar, his muscles kept stirring, according to the method of Xingyue Bodhi, to minimize the damage to his body, and the Bodhi ran rapidly, constantly strengthening his recovery ability.

And the inner three strengths, finally after experiencing a series of battles, are a little unable to rise.

With a slight movement in his heart, Zheng Ya finally began to retreat outside the bar on Sunday 8.

After so long, Lin Zhiyu should have left, as long as he quits, he should be able to run away.

Exiting the 8th of the week bar is not a very big gate, Zheng Ya quickly retreated a few steps back to the corner of the stairs, and the thugs in the bar behind him, led by Xie Hu and Lao Wu, rushed out and chased him out with a waving weapon.

Zheng Ya turned around, Shaolin's basic internal strength continued to exert his might, two moves in a row, the wind swing lotus leaves, and the draw Tota, directly overturned several opponents, of course, on the body, it was inevitable that he would take a few more heavy hits.

Standing steadily around the corner, Zheng Ya slowly pulled away from the stance, retreating as he walked, while his eyes were always on Xie Hu above.

At this time, Zheng Ya found that in the bar, someone ran out in a few steps, and whispered next to Xie Hu's ear: "Master Tiger, the strip is coming, the speed should be fast." ”

Although the voice was very soft, Zheng Ya could hear it clearly, and he couldn't help but be sure in his heart.

Lin Zhiyu finally didn't panic to the point that he wouldn't even call the police, as long as he could hold on for a while, I believe he would be able to get through this difficulty.

Of course, in fact, as long as he can get through it, Zheng Ya feels that although he has suffered a little injury this time, he will make a lot of money in comparison.

If you practice in the Guoshu Pavilion alone, you won't be able to achieve the current effect in a few months, and as for these small injuries, after you go back, Jinchuang medicine and plaster can be completely done.

Since the police are coming, Zheng Ya is not in a hurry to escape, and Zheng Ya also saw that in the corner of the street, Lin Zhiyu was looking at the road in front of him with an anxious and frightened face, and looked at his side from time to time, stomping his feet again and again, obviously expecting the police to appear soon.

Since Lin Zhiyu is below, he can't retreat, and Zheng Ya also feels that it will not be a problem for him to resist for a while.

Xie Hu's face sank, and he said in a low voice: "Tell them to slow down for four or five minutes, and I will take revenge myself......"

After speaking, he dragged his hand, snatched the short stick from a yellow-haired hand, and shouted loudly: "Boy, I haven't cut people for a long time, today, let you see how powerful the tiger master is......"

After speaking, he looked like a mad tiger, and the short stick in his hand seemed to be chaotic, waving and rushing down towards Zheng Ya.

The downward trend of the stairs, coupled with Xie Hu's running speed, Zheng Ya instantly felt that Xie Hu's short stick was afraid that it would not be too easy to catch.

And Xingyue Bodhizi, as out of Zheng Ya, unexpectedly gave a reminder: "It looks like crazy, the actual pace is rigorous, it seems to be disorganized, the actual moves are connected, retreat, retreat, retreat ......"

At this time, Zheng Ya suddenly realized that Xingyue Bodhi had a shortcoming that was not a shortcoming, that is, he would not calculate the impact of the terrain on him.

Now, Zheng Yake is on the stairs, and the space for retreat is not very large.

Slightly ruthless in his heart, Zheng Ya's arms slammed into a Shaolin foundation, his hands held the sky, and his hands and back arched forward violently.

took Xie Hu's stick.

After practicing for so long, the inner three energies have reached a bottleneck, and it is not easy to break through, since Xie Hu is doing it himself, then simply try Xie Hu's strength, whether it will help his cultivation.

With a snap, his hands were slightly numb, as if he heard the soft click of his forearm, which couldn't stop Xie Hu's stick blow and broke his bones.

And on his back, he also hit Xie Hu's second stick, and with a bang, Zheng Ya felt a slight shock in his ears, a huge force, and he wanted to knock himself to the ground, and his body fell down involuntarily.

Before Zheng Ya could make too many counterattacks, Xie Hu's short stick had already hit Zheng Ya's back like raindrops.

The power of a stick was transmitted to the whole body through the back, and the Leakless Bodhi Zi ran wildly, the speed reached the maximum, the light reached the maximum, and finally it seemed to be a bang, and the Leakless Bodhi Zi seemed to explode, Zheng Ya felt a sudden lightness all over his body, as if a layer of shackles had been shattered.

Inner three strength limit, breakthrough.

Zheng Ya looked up to the sky and roared: "Get out of ...... for me", he was knocked five or six sticks by Xie Hu in a row, Zheng Ya finally put out the Shaolin Foundation Internal Strength Danfeng Chaoyang pose, his right leg stepped forward, and his palms slammed out, popping, three palms in a row, hitting Xie Hu's chest.

Xie Hu snorted, puffed out his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards, and behind him, several gangsters who were rushing down were also smashed down on the stairs by him.

Zheng Ya slammed on the ground, stomped his feet, shook his hands, and once again waved the Danfeng Chaoyang pose, and roared with a tiger roar in his mouth: "Drink!"

Xie Hu's brothers, supporting Xie Hu, were taken away by Zheng Ya's momentum, and involuntarily took a few steps back, looking at Zheng Ya, who was mighty and his eyes were wide-eyed, they were finally a little frightened and hesitated.

At this time, Xie Hu suddenly pulled away the hand that was holding his brother, and said loudly: "Cut him quickly, he is seriously injured, and he is strong on the outside, and he ......is strong in the middle."

Around the corner of the street, in the distance, the voice of the police car Ula Ula was heard.