However, it is too late to regret it now.

Song Licheng, Xiaolong and others can represent the Song Family Guoshu Museum, especially at such a sensitive time, I don't know how many people are staring at the Song Family Guoshu Hall and the Jin Family Daoist Hall.

As long as Song Licheng shows a little timidity, it will bring shame to the Song Family's National Art Hall and even the Chinese martial arts world.

Song Licheng understood that the fat man collapsed the door of the Jin Daoist Hall with his legs, and today's fierce battle was unavoidable, and his heart was cold, but a group of Song family disciples could not embarrass their ancestors in front of everyone.

"It's this fat man who hangs the little junior brother up."

Li Yuanjian recognized the fat man at a glance, pointed to the fat man standing at the door of the gym with crossed legs, and shouted loudly.

Jin Dacheng slowly raised his head and looked at the gate of the Jin Clan's Daoist Hall, the guy who looked forward to his self-pride, white and chubby, smiled angrily: "Since they came to the door, it saves us a lot of effort."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up and walked out of the door of the central hall, his voice was indifferent, looking at the guys who broke into the Jin Clan's Daoist Hall, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead person: "Within five minutes, kill these people, then strip off their clothes, hang them all, notify the reporter, prepare for an interview, close the door now!" ”

The fat man and Song Licheng were a group, and as soon as they entered the gate of the Jin Clan's Daoist Hall, they saw the door of the central hall of the Jin Daoist Hall suddenly open, and the tide-like disciples rushed out and surrounded the fat man and his party.

Behind the fat man, several disciples of the Jin Daoist Hall worked together to close the wooden door of more than 100 catties, and the two doors gradually closed, and the afterglow of the west side obliquely downward was cut off by the two gates, casting a heavy shadow in the wide courtyard.

Song Licheng and Xiaolong looked at each other, and they obviously felt that the group of disciples of the Jin Clan Dao Hall who surrounded them were different from ordinary disciples, and the cold and cruel aura on these people pierced people's hearts.

Seven or eight Song Family Fist disciples, looking at the other disciples, the tide generally surrounded them, and everyone's hearts were secretly cold, and there was already a look of despair in everyone's eyes.

Song Licheng regretted it very much in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of drug he had been poured into by this dead fat man, and he instigated two sentences, and with his enthusiasm, he rushed into the Jin Daoist Hall, and this time, he didn't even know how to die.

The fat man was also obviously frightened by the formation of the Jin Clan's Daoist Pavilion, and looking at the disciples of the Jin Daoist Hall who were like wolves and tigers around him, he opened his mouth wide and muttered, "Ciao, there are so many people." ”

He turned around and looked at Song Licheng, whose face was pale: "Brother, there are too many people on the other side, it seems that you have to use your invincible Song family boxing, can you give me the Song family boxing?" ”

"What, you're learning boxing at this time?"

Song Licheng's face was even more ugly, as if he was looking at an idiot, and looked at the fat man: "It turns out that you really haven't practiced boxing, this mystery!" ”

The hearts of Song Licheng, Xiaolong and others immediately sank into the endless abyss, originally expecting this fat man to break out of the small universe and kill a bloody path, but now it is really over.

With his few village tricks, he was able to defeat the masters brought by Jin Zhongku, and he had already hit a lot of luck, how could he expect this fat man to be able to single-handedly take on the entire Jin Clan?

The fat man looked innocent in his eyes, looked at Song Licheng, and was very aggrieved: "I'm here to learn boxing."

Jin Dacheng looked at the seven or eight Song Family Fist disciples, and crashed into the Jin Clan's Dao Hall, he was at a loss, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, pulling the corners of his mouth, smiling slightly, his smile was evil, full of mockery: "I have to admire your courage and stupidity, but anyone who makes a mistake will have to pay the price." ”

When he said this, he seemed a little bored, waved his hand, and said lightly: "Break these people's legs for me, strip off their clothes and hang them, and inform Song Xiaoqiao that if she wants these people to live, she will immediately send the title deed of the martial arts hall over." ”

As soon as Jin Dacheng's words were finished, the twenty-one disciples of the dark hall let out a shout, and they all rushed up like a tide, and the fat man was startled, and waved his hand again and again: "It's a good man, just go head-to-head with Lao Tzu, and take more as a hero to win."

Song Licheng, Xiaolong, and several other disciples all had red eyes, since it meant that there was no way out, but they couldn't be restrained.

Song Licheng shouted first, straightened his fist, and swung a punch at a dark hall disciple in front of him, and the rest of them were also the elite of the Song family's boxing disciples, and in an instant, they were back to back, covering each other, and began to fight viciously.

Song Licheng threw a punch, and was caught by the disciple of the opposite dark hall with one palm, and then with a twist of his wrist, Song Licheng's body suddenly staggered, and at the same time, the person's left hook, like a stinger, reached Song Licheng's soft underbelly.

Bang!

Song Licheng's heart tightened, the strength of this dark hall disciple was beyond his expectations, Song Licheng was already a master at the peak of Ming Jin, but he couldn't even resist his move.

However, there was no expected pain in his left rib, but he heard a muffled sound, and the person opposite him snorted, his chest sank deeply, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and he retreated, and the force of the storm knocked over the five or six companions behind him.

It turned out that the fat man was hiding behind Song Licheng and secretly punched the man in the chest, and as a result, the huge force immediately beat the man to the point where he was seriously injured and vomited blood.

Song Licheng was stunned, only to hear the screams of two people behind him, the other party's secret hall disciples, and two more guys were seriously injured and vomited blood, and flew out, but it was the fat man who concocted the same method, and threw two punches in a row, and the two punches flew away the two dark hall disciples.

When the fat man saw Song Licheng looking back, he smiled, posed, and blinked his eyes: "This trick is right for the black tiger to dig out his heart?" ”

As he spoke, he jumped behind Xiaolong, and slammed out two punches in a row, and the two dark hall disciples immediately flew out again, blood spurted wildly from their mouths, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

Song Licheng's eyes were about to fall out, this guy's black tiger was the simplest boxing method in the Song family's boxing, but when it came out of his hands, it was infinitely powerful, in the blink of an eye, he simply punched straight and knocked over five taekwondo masters!

What's great, the fat man is really born with divine powers!

"Be careful!"

Seeing that he was stunned, a disciple of the dark hall, with a sharp high split, slashed down, Song Licheng made a move to tie his clothes, deceived himself forward, and waved obliquely with one palm, hitting the man's chest, the man staggered, and immediately retreated.

This trick is lazy, the left hand is leading, the right hand is in, the whole body is driven by the belt, the strength of the whole body is the right fist, the posture is beautiful and elegant, and the fat man cheers loudly: "It's so handsome, I learned this trick." ”

As he spoke, his fat body was like lightning, rushing out of the circle, only to hear a few muffled bangs in succession, three lazy clothes in succession, and three dark hall disciples, all of whom screamed and flew out, and one of them covered his chest and beat him with blood.

Jin Dacheng stood high on the steps, looking at the fat man's simple fists and feet, vulgar and nonsense, but every blow, it was incredibly heavy, as long as the people who were hit by him, there was no one who was not seriously injured, his face suddenly sank, and there was a faint sense of foreboding in his heart, and he shouted: "Hit and attack that fat man!" ”

As soon as he said this, the disciples of the dark hall turned to attack the fat man, and he heard the fat man's screams, it turned out that after a while, the front chest and back had been hit one after another, Song Licheng and the others were in a hurry, and rushed to the rescue in his direction with the Song family fist disciples.

Watching the fat man eat deflated, Jin Dacheng's heart was relieved, and he secretly laughed at himself for thinking too much, this fat man with a raw face, although he has infinite strength and hard and heavy fists, he is not a top master.

It's only to blame the group of masters of the General Alliance led by Jin Zhongku, it's too bad, otherwise, how could they be beaten by the fat man?

As he spoke, he motioned to the five dark hall disciples behind him to step forward, his voice gloomy and full of murderous intent: "Use heavy techniques to abolish that fat man." ”

The five disciples who have been guarding behind Jin Dacheng are obviously even more powerful, and after listening to Jin Dacheng's words, two of the disciples are still guarding behind him, and the other three disciples are like fish, sneaking into the crowd of people in the melee, and slowly approaching the fat man.

The fat man hit the black tiger on the left and the lazy clothes on the right, in the crowd of melee, he was very happy, such a simple boxing technique, repeated use, even if he was a fool, he could avoid it, but what is puzzling is that the ruthless and elite disciples of the dark hall can't let go, and the fat man is invincible everywhere he goes.

At this moment, a dark hall disciple slammed his foot and kicked the fat man's crotch, the fat man was so frightened that he shivered, and suddenly jumped like thunder, his two eyes became blood-red, and he glared at the dark hall disciple viciously: "You dare to steal Lao Tzu's peach?" ”

The dark hall disciple's cold eyes, murderous and awe-inspiring, did not speak, kicked his back, kicked the fat man's temple, only to hear a bang in the air, this dark hall disciple, actually kicked the air.

The fat man avoided it on his back, but at this time, he only heard a sneer, and a dagger, shining with cold light, stabbed at the groin between his legs from the bottom up, with a murderous awe-inspiring awe.

"Paralyzed, stealing Lao Tzu's peaches again!"

The fat man didn't know which tendon was wrong, he suddenly jumped like thunder, his two eyes became blood-red, flashing a violent and vicious meaning, he raised his left leg, avoided the dagger, and then stepped on it heavily, just the right hand of the disciple of the dark hall holding the dagger, stepped on the soles of his feet, and crushed it fiercely.

"Ahh

The secret hall disciple who sneaked up on suddenly let out a miserable howl, and the fat man's kick trampled his right hand into a blur of flesh and blood, and even the bones exploded, piercing into the minced flesh, this pain can be imagined.

Another dark hall disciple saw that it was not good, flew up with a kick, and went straight to the fat man's chest, this heart-piercing leg was the secret trick of this dark hall disciple, starting from kicking sandbags, to kicking wooden stakes, and then iron stakes, more than ten years of hard work, so that his leg became his life-killing poisonous move

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