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After Ning Bufan's eyes widened and he felt a powerful momentum in front of him, the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.

Even when he opened his eyes, all he saw was blood red, nothing else.

But the sensitivity of his whole body is extremely accurate!

Wolf fist condensation, never die!

The words came to his mind, and then he bent his knees sharply, clenched his wolf fists, and the crocodile stepped out and struck at the comer.

Kill, kill, kill!

"Huh? Yang Family Baji Wolf Fist, are you? After the person who came saw Ning Bufan's boxing routine, the whole person was a huge shock, and in an instant, he also condensed his whole body strength, and his eyes and fists were condensed towards Ning Bufan's invasion and killing!

"Smack, smack!"

The eight-pole stepping floor is trampled into powder. The wolf fist condensed, the momentum was amazing, but the face of the person who came was solemn, and his eyes gradually became blood-red, when the fist intent was condensed, his whole person was like a fierce wolf and crashed towards Ning Bufan!

Yes, it's a bump!

The face of the person who came should be in his forties, but his head was all white, although one punch and one kick were ordinary, but he was prepared for attack and defense inch by inch, and he was already a big success!

The corner of Ning Bufan's mouth spurted a trace of blood again, but the whole person was extremely excited!

This person, the punch he swung is also a wolf fist, and the boxing routine, the pace of the boxing moves is exactly the same as his own!

Can the same opponent make Ning Bufan not excited?

"Roar!"

After a punch was blocked by a huge force, Ning Bufan roared excitedly.

The next moment, the wolf fist condensed again, and it was extremely sharp without a trace of consumption.

He is strong when he is strong! Even if he can't even fight against the person on the other side, he will do his best to kill him!

Kill, kill!

"Bang!"

After thirty punches, the middle-aged man and Ning Bufan had been friends for a long time, and both sides felt that the other was strong. The hall was so muddy that nothing was intact in the entire hall, and the glass was cracked by the sand and gravel that had been shaken by the fists and feet.

"Kill!"

"Humph!"

The two extremely powerful momentum intersected, and neither side gave way to the other, and no one was at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Who the hell are you!"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and under a series of fights, his original white robe had been shattered, revealing extremely hideous scars, and the pitch-black palm prints on his chest were even more terrifying.

He took a step back, flashed his fist that was getting more and more fierce and retreated out of the courtyard, but how could Ning Bufan give up when he felt extremely happy?

Seize the opportunity and strike hard!

Ning Bufan only kept swinging his fists to make his headache better, at least there were no more chaotic conversations affecting him in his head.

In an instant, the crocodile stepped out, and after taking a few steps forward again, pieces of blood flowed out of Ning Bufan's body again, and after feeling this red blood, he was even more excited.

The wolf fist fist intent is extremely condensed, and the battle intent has reached its peak!

The wolf, when it encounters blood, will not be able to suppress its ambition, even if it is as fierce as a tiger, it will tear it apart with its fangs.

"No, if he continues to fight like this, he will die of blood, and I am also in danger!"

The middle-aged man felt that the killing intent and murderous surname in Ning Bufan's body were better than a wave, and he took a few steps back again, although his eyes were as red as Ning Bufan, he was extremely sensible.

Ning Bufan's state is very similar to those masters who practiced martial arts and took a fork in the road.

It is also commonly known as going mad and hurting others and hurting oneself.

After thinking together, the middle-aged man suddenly condensed his fist, turned his fist into a palm, and when Ning Bufan's punch hit his cheek, he slammed his palm and hit Ning Bufan's elbow, only to hear a snap, Ning Bufan's body lost its balance and slammed forward.

Golden opportunity!

Seizing this moment, the middle-aged man turned his palm into a fist and smashed it towards Ning Bufan's head, trying to smash Ning Bufan unconscious.

It's just that when he swung his fist, he was shocked, and he felt that Ning Bufan's fist also turned into a palm and hit his elbow.

Although the movements are different and the degree is different, the momentum of the shot is exactly the same!

This is......

"Song Ying's clothes have fallen eighteen, how can you too?"

When the middle-aged man saw this scene, he was even more shocked, the Yang family's eight-pole wolf fist had already made him incredible, but now Ning Bufan's eighteen dips in clothes shocked him even more.

What's going on?

You must know that these two routines are the secrets of the Yang family and the Song family, and without the guidance of knowledge, it is very easy to go wrong.

But whether it is the eighteen falls of clothes or the eight-pole wolf fist, Ning Bufan's fist intent and breath are the same as the original!

What's going on here? No, it can't be, absolutely not!

Except for himself, no one else in the Yang family can swing this fist intent at all!

The middle-aged man in doubt was not slow, and after stepping back slightly, the whole person took more than ten steps back, and finally dodged Ning Bufan's palm.

The next moment, when he hadn't yet stood still, Ning Bufan's cheeks suddenly flushed incredibly, as if he was holding something.

Could it be......

Ning Bufan's whole body strength was condensed on one foot, and his feet slammed on the ground, and at the same time, the bones and bones of his whole body produced incredible friction!

"Boom!"

Gu Wu, split the ground!

The middle-aged man's feet shook, and his body could no longer stand firmly and swayed from side to side, and when he just stabilized his body, Ning Bufan's wolf fist had already attacked him.

Never die, never die, and never extinguish the fist will not die.

At this moment, Ning Bufan couldn't feel anything at all, and there were only a few words in his mind.

The killing intent of his whole body had been condensed to the peak.

What the? Could it be Yang Zongyao's split?

There were so many shocks that the middle-aged man didn't have time to think at all, so he could only jump up again, and his whole body flew like a bird.

Crocodile Mouth Step!

The step he took was actually the same crocodile step as Ning Bufan.

"Smack, smack, smack!"

At this moment, Ning Bufan and him were fighting for hundreds of fists, and the middle-aged man's body began to decline obviously, but the place where Ning Bufan stepped on it was full of blood, step by step......

The blood in his body was constantly flowing......

"Smack!" After more than 20 punches, Ning Bufan swung his fist and slapped the middle-aged man's chest with his other hand.

The middle-aged man was startled, only to feel a sweet throat, and a stream of blood finally spurted out.

His body is not as abundant as Ning Bufan!

"Old man! Afan, wake up, if you don't wake up, I'm going to kill you! ”

Mu Wanqiu, who was worried about the middle-aged man outside the house, screamed in fright when he saw this scene, and the next moment he rushed over with a kitchen knife in the kitchen.

"Don't go over!" After the middle-aged man forced Ning Bufan back with a punch with his whole body, he screamed in surprise when he heard Mu Wanqiu's actions, but unfortunately, it was too late, Mu Wanqiu had already rushed to Ning Bufan's side......

Swing your kitchen knife!

Ning Bufan turned his head, killing intent Heng Shengsheng stared at Mu Wanqiu, and the crocodile stepped out, tyrannical to the peak.

It seems that he can be killed at any time!

"Flutter!"

Just halfway through, Ning Bufan's face became extremely pale, and it was difficult to take a step with a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, he felt an indescribable sense of weakness......

Finally, is it going to end?

"Smack!"

But the kitchen knife slashed into his hand, and Mu Wanqiu only felt that his hands were shocked, and the kitchen knife was broken in half!

What, what's going on? Is he invulnerable?

It's over, it's over! Mu Wanqiu closed her eyes in despair, but the imaginary death did not come.

He opened his eyes and saw Ning Bufan suddenly let go of his fist and showed a weird smile.

"Boom!"

Ning Bufan fell to the ground......

………………………………………………

"Old man, Afan's condition is similar to when I picked him up, is it ......?"

"Yes, because the wolf fist fist intent is too domineering, the damage caused to himself by forcibly condensing it is also very great, and his wolf fist is more profound than anyone else, I am afraid it has reached the point where the human fist is one."

"Man and fist are one, what is this?"

"You don't need to know this, you go back first, I'm watching here."

"Old man, do you think Ah Fan will die?"

"It's hard to say, if this injury were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago, but he is very strange, not only is he not dead, but his body is recovering to an incredible degree, I believe it won't be long before he wakes up."

"Huh?" Mu Wanqiu's face suddenly flashed with horror.

"Don't worry, I've sealed the meridians of his whole body with silver needles, and even if he wakes up, nothing will happen." After feeling the fear on Mu Wanqiu's face, the middle-aged man shook his head.

"Oh, then I'm relieved."

"You go back first."

"Old man, then Afan will be handed over to you, I think, although this person is a little shameless and shameless, he is still a good person after all......" Mu Wanqiu gritted her teeth and finally spit out what was in her heart.

"Hmm."

When Mu Wanqiu left in fear, only the middle-aged man and Ning Bufan were left in the entire spacious room......

The middle-aged man looked at Ning Bufan's resolute face, suddenly sighed, and shook his head as if he remembered something.

What is the true identity of this young man? Why did the authentic Yang family fist and the Song family fall eighteen times?

One qiē and one qiē all looked very weird, so weird that he couldn't even think of why.

Could it be that Xi'er taught it?

Impossible, Xi'er's wolf fist is not so ruthless, and although her fist intent is very similar to herself, she can't do it at all, but she can't really do it endlessly, but this young man has already achieved the point of endless madness, even more than himself!

It's really frightening!

How much killing intent does it take to swing that punch?

Could it be Yang Zongyao? It's impossible, Yang Zongyao's wolf fist is not a big success, and it is even worse than Yang Xi.

After denying one speculation after another, the middle-aged man shook his head again, and then he covered his chest and spat out a trace of blood from his mouth.

The old wound for many years suddenly appeared again, and I thought that the injury was almost healed after so many years of recuperation, but I didn't expect that the wound began to deteriorate because of today's battle.

This time.

"Ning Bufan, isn't it? I'm looking for him! ”

A familiar voice came from the door, and the middle-aged man trembled all over his body when he heard it.

"Not in ......," Mu Wanqiu shook his head at the door.

"Not there? Really not there? Mu Wanqiu, don't lie to me! ”

"Not really."

"Forget it, then I'll come back another day."

When the voice slowly faded away, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, gone? (To be continued.) )