"Haha.."

Brother Black Dragon looked up to the sky and laughed, suddenly his eyes froze, and his vicious eyes shot at the young man in front of him, a trace of mockery flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said leisurely: "I can't think of it, I can't think of it, you kid is hiding deep enough..."

"Huh.." Zhu Biaoqiang also smiled proudly, the corners of his mouth pursed a playful arc, and said with a smile: "It's a pity, let you down!" I, Zhu Biaoqiang, am not a soft persimmon on the tree in front of the door, I can pinch it if I want to, if I have any ability, I should hurry up, otherwise, I won't have a chance! ”

"Okay, you're crazy kid! As you wish, I said, five minutes to settle the battle! ”

Brother Black Dragon laughed confidently, the murderous intent in his eyes was even worse, the momentum in his body was raised to the highest, his body exuded a faint black qi, and his hands and feet, including his face, became black, looking dull. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info However, this bit of black gas is from the inside out, as if it wraps the appearance of the body, although it is not as pure black as charcoal, but it is much darker than before, as if the whole person is standing in the black mist.

"The third type of black dragon going to sea!

A dull roar, accompanied by Brother Black Dragon's figure, rushed out, the momentum was huge, all the way mighty and brave rushed towards the young man, nearly less than three meters away, a punch with a faint black mist suddenly attacked, straight into the young man's face.

Zhu Biaoqiang was also secretly frightened, Brother Black Dragon was even more powerful than ordinary cultivators of the same level, and with the increase of his level, his move, 'Black Dragon Going to Sea', was many times more powerful than before. Even a cultivator of the same level had to avoid the edge for the time being, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the momentum of his body flowed rapidly, transforming his power to increase his speed, like a jet, his speed skyrocketed, and his body was slightly sideways, dodging a frontal punch.

The fist rubbed against Zhu Biaoqiang's face, and the black mist fist wind that passed quickly made Zhu Biaoqiang's face hurt, and the corners of his mouth twitched. However, Zhu Biaoqiang was not stupid enough to stand still, and with the fist wind, Zhu Biaoqiang slammed out with a punch, smashing into the abdomen of Brother Black Dragon, this punch Zhu Biaoqiang hit a small bomb punch.

If you want to say that the maximum power of the ordinary fists and feet of "Bomb Fist" can be equivalent to the martial arts of cultivators of the same level, a little rubbish, the power of the small bomb fist is almost equivalent to the ordinary martial arts of cultivators of the same level.

This kind of power is already very good, and ordinary cultivators can trigger such ordinary martial arts at most, eight or nine times at a time.

This is also the most times, only seven or eight times, because the consumption of true qi in the body is very fast, however, the small bomb fist compresses a small stream of true qi on top of the ordinary fist and kick, so the amount of true qi consumed is not much. There is no problem at all with hundreds of fights, with such a tiny stream of true qi, the power exerted is very awesome compared to the martial arts of the same level.

Dodging his own frontal punch, a trace of surprise flashed on Brother Black Dragon's face, but he didn't stop, he reacted quickly, and hurriedly withdrew the hand he struck. The free hand also retreated to the lower abdomen, forming a crossed arc with both hands, ready to hard-meet the latter's attack.

"Bang!

Zhu Biaoqiang hit on the black dragon brother's cross-handed defense, because of the influence of the black mist on the black dragon brother's hand, there was a vague sound of flesh colliding, and it resounded.

With the explosion of the collision, a ripple of power bloomed from it, the boy stood in place and did not move, the power of his fist made the black dragon brother retreat quickly, his feet slid the ground for more than three meters, and he stomped his feet suddenly before the strength on his body was gone.

"Not bad, not bad.." With a hideous gaze on his face, he stared at the young man in front of him, with an unconcealable anger in his words, and an indignant admiration in his mouth. From the fight just now, Brother Black Dragon also probably figured out the strength of the latter, and gave him the impression that the word 'strong'!

First of all, in terms of the strength of the two levels, he himself is the peak of the seventh layer of Qi training, however, the latter is the seventh layer of Qi training, among which he is obviously higher than the latter, but the latter not only quickly dodged his attack, but also responded between the lightning and flint. Moreover, the power of its response should not be underestimated, and besides, it is obviously good at defense, and its own strength is higher than the latter, so it will inevitably hurt under this blow. In the first battle before, it was because he suffered a small loss because of his light enemy, but now this blow, he took it seriously and also had the upper hand, it is obvious that the latter's strength is not weak.

"Bomb combo!

With a dull roar, this time Zhu Biaoqiang did not stop, and took the lead in starting to attack, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, jumping out like rabbits, and his two fists kept using their strength, and smashed towards Brother Black Dragon like raindrops. In fact, this 'bomb combo' is just a small bomb punch, but, as I said earlier, the small bomb punch is powerful and short of breath. Therefore, the degree of shortness of breath can be similar to the squandering of ordinary fists and feet, the small bomb fist is originally there, and a small stream of true qi is compressed on the ordinary fists and feet, which is also quickly completed in an instant.

Compared with the speed of ordinary punches and kicks, although it is a little slower, the punch speed is also quite fast, almost negligible, because of the miraculous effect of the "Bomb Fist" exercises, so the control power can be so fast and skillful.

Of course, Zhu Biaoqiang has been studying this for a while, and after the development of small bomb boxing, he thought that the effect of this kind of combo would be more effective, and after a few times of practice, he would be able to control it very well. This also includes the miraculous effect of the "Bomb Fist" exercises, because the most basic learning of "Bomb Fist" is to control the conversion, movement and condensation of power, if you have such a foundation to do precipitation, you have to practice hundreds of times before you can master it, and it will be too useless.

Brother Heilong's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he suddenly used force to mobilize some of the black mist around his body to his hands, making the black on his hands even richer, and the black qi around his body looked duller. This is also its cleverness, leaving some of the other parts of the body, otherwise, the other parts will become a natural vacancy, and if you are hit, it will not be fun!

"Bang, bang..."

Every time a punch fell, Brother Black Dragon also blocked very quickly, blocking all the punches, but every time the fist fell, a beautiful ripple of power bloomed. Brother Black Dragon also took a step back, and the sound of the collision continued to sound like thunder.

One punch failed, and one punch was coming, Zhu Biaoqiang's attack continued to strike out like a torrential rain, making Brother Black Dragon retreat again and again, constantly blocking, and he couldn't resist at all. The situation was one-sided, Brother Black Dragon had to temporarily avoid the edge and blindly defend the gap, Zhu Biaoqiang did not keep attacking the same place with both hands, but every punch hit Brother Black Dragon's space.

For example, he attacked Brother Black Dragon's head with a punch, and Brother Black Dragon hurriedly withdrew his hand to defend, at this time, the free hand smashed Brother Black Dragon's chest again, and Brother Black Dragon had to block his free other hand. However, at this time, the hand that had previously failed to attack the head hurriedly attacked the abdomen, so that the black dragon brother had to defend again, and this continuous cycle reached the goal of consuming the enemy. Seeing that he had shot out more than ten punches, all of which were resolved by Brother Black Dragon one by one, the corner of his mouth sneered, "It's quite tenacious!" Let's see how long you can last..."

Brother Black Dragon secretly complained in his heart, and the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching, because, constantly resisting Zhu Biaoqiang's attack, Brother Black Dragon would take a step back because of his strength every time he defended with his punch. His hands had already been numb from the shock, and now, that is, he was desperately holding on, and he knew it in his heart. If he takes a few more punches, at most ten punches, the meridians of his hands will be broken, and when the time comes, the defeat will be decided, and the force will be lawless.

Just when Brother Heilong was almost desperate, with his body constantly retreating, he inadvertently deflated a few meters behind him, an iron crowbar more than half a meter long on top of a wooden box. The crowbar is more than two centimeters thick, and there is not much rust on it, and it looks very tough. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and in the next punch, Brother Black Dragon crossed his hands to block, and when the fist fell on his arm, Brother Black Dragon stepped on both feet. With recoil, it slowly flew backwards in the air, and finally retreated to the side of the box.

When Zhu Biaoqiang saw the situation, he hurriedly took advantage of the victory to pursue, he didn't want to give Brother Black Dragon a chance to breathe, so he stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet and rushed towards Brother Black Dragon.

Seeing this, Brother Heilong was not angry but happy, the corners of his mouth pursed a hint of amusement, picked up an iron crowbar, and smashed it towards Zhu Biaoqiang's fist, and couldn't help but curse in his mouth.

"you M!"

"Bang!"

With a loud sound, Zhu Biao landed strongly, his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face looked a little ugly, and he moved his colliding wrist. The stiff pain accompanied, which made the corners of Zhu Biaoqiang's mouth twitch a little, and he scolded angrily.

"Brute, how do you use a weapon...?"

"Hahaha.. The winner is the king and the loser is Kou, you don't care what I use, what can kill you is a good thing.." Brother Black Dragon laughed proudly.

"TM Revealed Again? Last time, I used a gun if I couldn't beat it, and this time I used an iron rod? Zhu Biaoqiang's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he said coldly.

Zhu Biaoqiang's current cultivation is also flesh and blood, and he can't be the iron rod! Of course, if the iron rod does not move, Zhu Biao attacks the iron rod, and the iron rod can also be bent, but how to fight the iron rod when the iron rod is waving in the air?

Furthermore, this also includes some other problems, just like an ordinary person beating a cultivator with an iron rod, it doesn't have much effect, because the amount used is not a level. But if it's a cultivator, it's not the same if you hit a cultivator with an iron rod, because the amount here is like an ordinary person hitting an ordinary person with an iron rod, and if you hit it, you still have to get hurt. Unless, your cultivation is much higher than that of the cultivator who holds the iron rod, or much higher than the strength of the iron rod, you can easily break the iron rod.

But now, Zhu Biaoqiang can do it, break it under the static of the iron rod, and it is impossible for the iron rod to move rapidly unless it is hard to hit it. Of course, that would obviously hurt, so now that the Black Dragon Brother has an iron rod in his hand, the threat to the former is even greater!