Han Yu was closest to Qin Jun, and he even felt that his eyes were no longer enough. Qin Jun's speed was already beyond his reach, like a praiferous cheetah, swift and terrifying.

Qin Jun attacked tirelessly, every move was imposing.

The man with the curled hair was thoughtfully entangled with Qin Jun. The two of them are like chess opponents, unreservedly using the most lethal means.

The faces of the two were no longer as indifferent as just now, but looked at each other in a low and jealous manner, and the battle had reached a point where it was inseparable.

Call!

Qin Jun stepped forward and struck the man's abdomen with a violent kick, like a cannonball.

The cross-haired man's eyes sank, he didn't dare to underestimate the overlapping arms, his footsteps moved back slightly, and he forcibly blocked Qin Jun's kicking with a thousand catties of strength.

If you can't do one blow, you can strike again.

Qin Jun shrank his legs, took a step back, and then kicked forward suddenly, and the whole person rushed out like a rocket, and at the same time, a violent and incomparable hook punch hit the opponent's face directly.

The man with coiled hair leaned slightly sideways and raised his arms.

Bang!

Qin Jun's fierce hook was blocked alive.

Call.

At the same time that the hook was blocked, Qin Jun's other bowl-like iron fist had already reached the opponent's temple.

The curly-haired man turned his head and waved his other hand to block again.

The killer moves on the road are restrained. Qin Jun didn't stop because of this, his little foot kicked suddenly, and the whole person rose into the air, wrapping his hands around the opponent's hands at the same time, his knees hit the opponent's face and chest like a storm.

Bang, bang, bang.

Qin Jun's movements were extremely fast, and his killing moves were as coherent as flowing water as his peers, and while taking off in the air, his knees were even more furious three times in a row.

Although Qin Jun's offensive was fierce, every move was skillfully defused by the other party. No injuries were inflicted on the man.

Call!

The continuous passive blocking made this calm ancient martial arts master a little impatient. After Qin Jun's continuous stormy attacks, his breath stagnated for a moment. He suddenly sneered, and an iron fist with a scorching aura slammed out, smashing into Qin Jun's chest again.

Bang!

A muffled sound came.

Qin Jun only felt that the burning pain in his chest suddenly disappeared, replaced by a burning numbness. The huge force of the collision made him can't help but take three steps back in succession to stabilize his figure.

After standing still, a smell of blood violently rose from his stomach, and Qin Jun couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Only then did he feel the numbness that had just begun, but now it turned into an even more intense burning pain.

"I have a pure martial arts true qi, but I can't use it flexibly. It's weird! The haired man's eyes flashed, at this time he no longer had the calmness of Fang Cai, and a lot of sweat beads were obviously oozing from his forehead and sideburns.

"It turns out that thing is called Martial Dao True Qi." Qin Jun stood firm, trying hard to suppress the blood that was about to churn up in his throat, and said in a deep voice. Qin Jun could obviously guess that what the other party was referring to must be those strange warm currents in his body.

"You don't even know the true qi of the martial arts, why can you refine it so pure?" There was a hint of surprise in the haired man's eyes. He didn't look like he was lying when he saw Qin Jun.

"I've already said it, since you are from the Liu family, I have nothing to say to you." Qin Jun snorted coldly.

The man with curled hair smiled coldly and said, "You are a manufacturable material. I was far inferior to you at your age. ”

"So what?"

"It's a pity that you shouldn't make a death move to the children of the secular Liu family." The man with the coiled hair continued: "It's been many years, and I haven't seen a young man with such potential in the Gu Wu Yi as you, so I'll be a little sharper. Well, sorry! ”

As soon as the words fell, the curly-haired man's eyes suddenly froze, and a strong murderous intent suddenly erupted around his body, and the wide robe he made was even more windless.

Step on.

He stomped his foot suddenly, the marble floor cracked in response, and in the next second, his whole body was like an arrow from the string, attacking Qin Jun as fast as a swift wind!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The cross-haired man threw three punches in a row, but none of them hit Qin Jun's chest.

Poof-Qin Jun couldn't hold back his mouth anymore and vomited blood, and was knocked back again and again by this tremendous force. There was not a trace of blood visible on the pale face. Fang Cai's attack had consumed a lot of his physical strength, and with injuries on his body, he was at a disadvantage at this moment.

"Fire Punch!" The curly-haired man snorted coldly, like a tiger descending from the mountain, making people dare not look at it directly. The iron fist he swung out was extremely hot, and the hot air even distorted people's vision, and slammed towards Qin Jun, who was floating in steps.

Sou!

At the last moment, Qin Jun suddenly pulled out the last dagger from his waist and threw it with a snap of his fingers. The sharp dagger suddenly shot towards the eyebrows of the cross-haired man.

Hum! The curly-haired man reacted extremely quickly, and at the same time as he let out a cold snort, he quickly turned sideways, and at the same time, his sleeves flicked, and the small green sword that disappeared into the cuffs appeared in his hand again.

Bite!

Pick up the flying dagger with precision and calmness. The small green sword flipped several times in the cross-haired man's hand, and suddenly became hot as well.

Call. Almost in the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword in the man's hand had already arrived in front of Qin Jun. Straight to the heart.

Qin Jun's heart felt a sense of powerlessness for no reason. Yes, the other party is too powerful, arguably the most powerful existence he has encountered so far.

But, despite this, Qin Jun will not give up. He dodged quickly, but he couldn't move faster than the opponent's attack.

Poof.

Qin Jun avoided the vital point of the heart, but was stabbed in the left shoulder. The sharp weapon entered the flesh, and the tip of the sword pierced out from the back with broken bones and flesh, mixed with bursts of burnt smell.

The burning, severe pain, and fiercely stimulated Qin Jun. Rao has cultivated an iron will, but he still can't help but snort.

"Dying and throeping." The man with coiled hair was in a cold sweat, and with a snort, he actually pulled out the small green sword, and the blade of the sword turned around, stabbing Qin Jun's heart again.

"Be careful." Hanyu broke out in a cold sweat, and he wanted to come forward to help, but the bones in his body seemed to fall apart, and he couldn't exert any strength at all, and it was a problem to even stand up.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a loud roar came from inside the hospital room.

I don't know when it appeared, Fat B, who was bandaged all over his body, jumped off the hospital bed, he held the bed with one hand, and the other held a pistol, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the man with the sword, and shouted loudly again: "Old guy, if you don't want to die, stop for Lao Tzu." ”

The curly-haired man's figure froze, and he turned his head to look at Fat B, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Call!

In the next second, the movement that the man with coiled hair had stopped suddenly became faster. The little green sword even made a whistling sound that broke through the air. Seeing that he was about to pierce Qin Jun's heart with a sword.

At the same time.

Bang, bang, bang

Seven rapid gunshots rang out in the room