Chapter 22 Internal Strength

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Hehe.

Brother Chao sneered, and the duck was still stiff when he died, "Then it depends on you, whether you have the ability or not." In fact, looking at Yin Huang's calm expression, Brother Chao couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, but then he looked around again.

A group of people against one, this is completely crushing.

The power of many people is great, and the absolute wisdom is a famous saying.

"Boy, is this the cemetery you found for yourself?" Brother Chao circled around, all of them were poplars, and each one looked like it was some years old. The smallest one, also seven or eight meters tall, is hugged by several people.

In the center, there is a potholed clearing.

It's very quiet here, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the surroundings are very dark, gradually obscuring their vision, but within a radius of three meters, they can still see very clearly, such a place, with five people around, is very suitable for solving the current matter.

Rumble.

More than a dozen people gathered in a circle, gradually wrapped Yin Huang in it, and did not move, looking at him coldly.

Brother Chao said: "Boy, it's urgent to beg for mercy now, otherwise you will shed your skin in a while, even if you kneel and beg for mercy, I'm afraid it's useless." After speaking, he didn't want to touch the machete in his hand lightly, not to mention how hideous it looked.

Hehe!

Ma Long also said the same: "Boy, don't say that we bully you, do you choose to fight alone or fight in a group!" ”

"What about heads-up, what about group fights?"

Yin Huang didn't pay attention to Brother Chao, but said directly to Ma Long.

It's just that Ma Long hasn't explained yet, but Brother Chao said coldly: "Isn't this simple, it's you who pick a group of us, and a group fight is a group of us, pick one of you, how to go, choose yourself." ”

Ma Long frowned and didn't say anything.

"In that case, then I'll strike first." Yin Huang's right hand was raised above his head, his fist pinched the Dharma seal, made a fearless shape, and made a lotus flower fist, and then changed into a vajra wheel seal, his eyes were glaring, like an angry King Kong.

Hercules Bull Fist.

Yin Huang's legs glared, like cannonballs, shot out, a punch down, like countless sacred cows running over, the ground shattered, only to see that above his fist, two small horns composed of muscles were born, like horns, looking extremely hard.

The breath of recklessness came to his face, and his cheeks were painful from the fist wind.

After a few breaths, he suddenly arrived in front of a person, only to see Yin Huang pick up with a kick, and punch the person in the stomach. A punch fell, Yin Huang retracted his strength, and saw that the person fell into the distance like a remnant swallow, foaming at the mouth, and he was already unconscious.

What the?

When many people saw this scene, they were startled when they spoke, how strong is Yin Huang, he can beat people like this with one punch.

There was an instant panic in his heart, and at this moment, he moved again, his legs were in the air, posing in the shape of a moon, with Ambilight, a sweep, and in an instant, several people were like carp rolling, falling to the ground, not waking up to the world.

"That's amazing."

When Brother Chao saw this scene, he was instantly stunned, and a wisp of fear suddenly rose in his heart, he never thought that Yin Huang was still a master. And the sentence he just said, it made him feel cold all over his body in an instant, he said that he was going to kill me, it wouldn't be true.

Ma Long was next to him, and his brows were about to condense into a Sichuan character.

I didn't expect to run into a hard stubble, but then I shook my head, not afraid at all, he was born tall, and he has practiced martial arts for many years, and his conceit will not lose to a child who has not grown a dime.

It's just a little strange, how can he never see his fist moves.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

This sentence is definitely not blown, although Ma Long is not an expert, but he is better than someone who has never seen martial arts. He had already seen that Yin Huang had definitely practiced, otherwise it would be impossible to easily knock so many people to the ground.

This is the difference between a lianjiazi and a gangster.

The little gangster has brute force at most, and with a ruthless energy, he dares to fight and fight, but Lian Jiazi is different, in addition to being experienced in a hundred battles, he will also be like a force, how to quickly knock down the enemy.

For example, Yin Huang is like this, if he doesn't grind and chirp, he basically does it in one move, and never makes a second move.

Like what TV series, it is impossible to play for a few hours, one move, two moves, you can distinguish life from death.

"Brother Ma, are you sure you can take this kid."

"No problem."

Hearing this unwavering voice, Brother Chao instantly felt as if he had heard Xianle, only to see him look at Yin Huang coldly, "I didn't expect to be able to fight so well, but so what, brothers, give it to me, cut him and talk about it." ”

Many people were frightened by Yin Huang's god-like posture, and now after being reminded by Brother Chao, it sounded that he had a machete in his hand, as the saying goes, no matter how high his kung fu is, he is afraid of kitchen knives. What can you do if you can fight alone, cut you seven or eight times, and I don't believe that I can't kill you.

Yes!

At this moment, the blood of countless people was stimulated, and a wolf howl came out of their mouths, and they rushed over quickly, the machete in their hands brushed in the air, and the sharp blades exuded a cold glow.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

Yin Huang smiled coldly, his eyes flashed with a piercing coldness, and he saw that the muscles in his clothes were stacked up one by one, and he didn't move, and the machetes of seven or eight people all came to his body at once.

Boy, I won't let you bleed this time.

Brother Chao also breathed a sigh of relief, at such a moment, I'm afraid that Yin Huang will lose any ability if he doesn't die. Ma Long sighed, his eyes flashed with contempt, a warrior is very good at fighting, otherwise he would not kill the whole family because of a disagreement, and it is not uncommon to violate the prohibition with martial arts.

This kid is still too young, if he is in any position in Yin Huang, there are definitely a hundred ways to fight back, but ......

"Turning over the river and the sea."

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and only the seven or eight machetes slashed at Yin Huang's body, as if they were blocked on the cow leather, and they couldn't get closer, and then they felt that there was a heavenly force on their wrists, which swept them out at once.

"Internal strength."

Ma Long nodded in self-esteem, internal strength is a sign of a martial artist, a martial artist's journey, but also the use and development of strength, this is also the so-called martial arts practice strength, Taoist practice qi.

In fact, I don't know that this is not a force at all, if you look closely, you will find that when Yin Huang just made a move, a confused golden light lit up above his head.

It's just very weak, so weak that ordinary people can't see it clearly.

And that golden mangs are just a trance, fleeting.