"Are you...... Zhou Shaohua?!! Yang Jing suddenly popped out of his mouth with such a name that surprised him, Zhou Shaohua, the head of the Iron Prison family, whose strength was comparable to that of the Iron Prison Master of the Dead Prison and the Grave Guard!

So...... The other three are......

In the first encounter, Yang Jing felt a bit of vague familiarity from these four people, but Zhou Shaohua deliberately used knife techniques to cover up his most conspicuous Bajiquan, so he didn't think about it at all.

It turned out to be him, no wonder it was so hard to fight.

Although Skynet's assessment of human strength is reasonable, it is aimed at a broad group of people, not everyone, and this group of lunatics in Chixiang Prison has a lot of differences with the specific hierarchical framework. According to the evaluation criteria under normal circumstances, the masters of each iron prison family are silver high-level, but when they really fight, that madness and killing intent are enough to make up for the gap in many aspects, and even those strong people in the outside world who have stepped into the gold level with half a foot can challenge it. Just like Luo Shengkai can persist under the impact of a golden primary-level powerhouse in a real battle.

In all fairness, these strong people who came out of Chixiang Prison were half a level higher than the same level of powerhouses anywhere in the world, even the Black Fist Training Camp and the Death Fighting Training Camp known as the Devil's Base were far less able to hone people than the hell of Chixiang Prison.

"I didn't expect you to know me, Yang Jing, you are stronger than when you were in Chixiang Prison." The identity was revealed, there was no need to continue to cover up, the black cloth was torn off to reveal the angular cheeks, and the tattered black robe was also abandoned, the body was revealed, and the masculinity and lean atmosphere were undisguised.

It is one of the few family heads who escaped from Chixiang Prison, the master of the iron prison, Zhou Shaohua!

"Hey, who am I, it's really you, it turns out that you bastards are pretending to be ghosts. But...... I haven't seen you for a few days, and you Zhou Shaohua have become someone else's lackey, it's really sad. Yang Jing smiled coldly, his eyes returned to hideous and fanatical again, although he was still wondering why such a beast appeared in the wolf pack, but the battle intent was even hotter. It doesn't matter who he is, these things are left to Brother Cheng or Xu Yun as a headache, as long as he can fight and break through the defense line to his heart's content, the rest has nothing to do with him.

Inexplicable hatred crossed the depths of his eyes, and Zhou Shaohua snorted coldly: "Who is who's lackey, who is the final winner, it's too early to say!" ”

"Really? It seems that you are still a little cautious, but Lao Tzu is not interested in this. Yang Jing's momentum rose again, and the surging battle spirit seemed to expel the cold air of the winter night. The tungsten gold stick was shocked, and he pointed at Zhou Shaohua obliquely: "I have long wanted to understand the power of Bajiquan, Zhou Shaohua...... Don't let me down. ”

"Don't let me down." Zhou Shaohua took a deep breath, his fists clenched tightly in the crunching bone joints, and the breath that was thicker than just now slowly flowed around his body, no longer restrained, no longer restrained, and finally he could release his strength to the fullest!!

"Bajiquan - open!!" With the intention to lead the qi and destroy the force with the qi, Zhou Shaohua roared and attacked, moving like a stretched bow, like a thunderbolt, and the iron fist that just burst fiercely bombarded Yang Jing fiercely.

"Come on!!" Yang Jing's eyes were round stool, angry like a tiger, gathering his strength in his hands, exerting his strength on the stick, and blasting into the iron fist without fancy.

Qiang!! The iron fist and big stick bombarded in an instant, and the surging and fierce force was like two huge waves hitting head-on, exploding with a bang, roaring and revitalizing.

The two of them were like tigers and retreated at the same time, Yang Jing took three and a half steps back, and Zhou Shaohua took five steps back.

"Haha!! Again!! The hands and arms were completely inherited from the terrible power of the tungsten gold stick returning from the shock, and the severe pain was clearly transmitted, but Yang Jing enjoyed this severe pain like taking drugs, the roar was even worse, the evil intention was even more, and the big stick was churning and rushing up.

"As you wish!" Zhou Shaohua did not back down, stomped his feet fiercely, exerted his strength on his heels, walked on his waist, penetrated his fists, and brazenly met the tungsten gold stick, surging extremely manic explosive power in each impact.

Bajiquan is a short punch boxing method, and its movements are extremely strong. The offensive technique emphasizes taking inch by inch, hitting hard and opening hard, which is very aggressive, and shows the brave style of close combat in the midst of attacking, helping, squeezing, leaning, collapsing, and shaking. In addition, Bajiquan is strong, unpretentious, explosive, and has the tendency of "shaking his arms and hitting the sky, stomping his feet and shaking Kyushu", and is known as the hegemon of close combat. Zhou Shaohua was able to learn Bajiquan to perfection, and after several years of training in "Chixiang Hell", he didn't know what his power was!

Zhou Shaohua is like a mad tiger, combining force and blowing qi, combining strength, internal and external, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, and the more ruthless he becomes. The roar is like thunder, the momentum is magnificent, the force is exerted in all directions, the whole body is the eyes, the whole body is the hands, the movements are flexible and changeable, and the subtlety is endless!

Walking like mud, close to his body, Zhou Shaohua charged Yang Jing again and again, striving to break through the barrier of the big stick and wrestle with him in close combat!

Yang Jing tossed left and right, smashing hard to avoid being leaned on by him. He had long heard of the power of Bajiquan's close combat, and once he was close to him, the big stick would lose its effect, which was equivalent to fighting with bare hands and steel gloves. Although he was proud, he was not so proud that he fought hard-to-hand with Bajiquan like Di Cheng at the beginning.

Let alone...... Zhou Shaohua has his strengths and strengths, and Yang Jing also has his own strengths and strengths.

The power of the tungsten gold stick weighing eighty-eight catties under the control of brute force* was terrifying enough, and every time it hit, it would burst out with fierce sparks, and Zhou Shaohua's fierce tiger-like offensive would be blocked.

Without the help of the other three, even if he exerted his Bajiquan with all his might, Zhou Shaohua could not make up for the gap in strength. What's more, if the competition is fierce, Yang Jing is only stronger than him, not weaker!

In just five minutes, Zhou Shaohua's ferocious impact finally showed a little fatigue, and his thick arms had begun to tremble uncontrollably in the continuous heavy blows with the tungsten gold stick, and there were signs of inability to control the strength. Crimson blood continued to seep through the cracks in his fists, and he felt as if the bones of his fists were already full of cracks, and the sharp pain made his face pale.

Although Yang Jing's hands were also covered with blood and his arms trembled, because he directly used his fists to bear the impact force, he ...... In the long run, you will be the one who will fail.

"What should I do?" In the central theater of the battlefield, the three black-robed men were anxious and angry, and they were always blocked by the dense crowd several times, and they couldn't rush through at all.

"What else can I do, rush over!" The man's face began to go crazy at first, they had already understood Yang Jing's toughness, Zhou Shaohua couldn't hold on for too long by himself, someone had to share the pressure on him, even if it was one person!

"Rush through?" Looking at the wolves and the Earth Snake Gate that were fighting fiercely in front of them, the faces of the other two people also turned hideous.

"Rush over!" The man suddenly burst into tears, his body jumping, and the iron rods swirled, and he rushed viciously into the crowd.

Bang!! Click!! The spiked iron rod exerted its terrifying power under the infusion of powerful force, and one of the Earth Snake Gang members who was fighting in front of him was smashed on the spot in a daze, and the blood of the brain was scattered and splattered like watermelon juice.

"Rush!!" The other two also jumped, dancing iron rods and rushing towards the crowd, whether it was wolves or ground snakes, but anyone in their sight was without exception in the range of attack.

There is no distinction between friend and foe, just to move forward.

"Are you TMD crazy?" A small leader of the wolf pack shouted angrily, but as soon as his voice started, the iron rod blinked, and his waist broke his spine, and his angry expression froze on his face, and his life disappeared in misery.

"Rush !!" The three black-robed people roared, bombarding all the way, under the terrible screen brought out by the three iron rods, almost no one could make a decent block, in just two minutes, there were six or seven people who died tragically, the crowd was finally chaotic, in the face of such a ferocious attack that does not distinguish between the enemy and me, no one will not be afraid.

The passage that had not long healed reappeared, and the figure like a double tiger slaughtering was also reflected in their sight.

At first, they were frightened by the fierce and shocking confrontation, but the three of them quickly noticed Zhou Shaohua's strangeness, the mask and black robe had been removed, and the nine-ring broadsword was also replaced with an iron fist, completely facing the battle with their true identity and real strength.

Leaked?? The voices crossed the minds of the three of them at the same time, so ...... There's no need to keep it yourself. grabbed the black robe and pulled it hard, throwing away the restraints that had caused a lot of inconvenience to their movements, and the black cloth on their faces was also torn off, revealing their true faces.

The four courtyards advocate Xiaoyan, the eleventh courtyard head Ni Dongxu, and the thirteenth courtyard head Fu Xinglei!