Chapter 123: Duel
This leg is full of strength, and it is definitely Yang Ye's peak strength. The man in black was also keen, sensing that something was wrong, he withdrew his hands and quickly retreated under his feet, avoiding Yang Ye's impact.
wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, but he still couldn't suppress the abdominal cavity that turned over the river and the sea, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, no matter how much he suppressed it, it was useless.
Yang Ye's face was pale, and his chest was soaked with blood, which was unbearable.
After a short fight, Yang Ye finally understood the gap between himself and the real martial artist, the strength level was comparable, but the exquisite martial arts were too difficult to resist.
If it weren't for the ribs and sternum being upgraded, the five internal organs were strong enough, otherwise they would have been lying on the ground for slaughter by now.
Rao is like this, he still has the upper hand, and if he doesn't change it, I'm afraid he will definitely die.
"Hehe, what a rookie, I see your messy fists and feet, you still dare to resist me, I really don't know what to say."
The man in black was completely relieved at the moment, although he was still vigilant in his heart, he was full of confidence.
It's just that Yang Ye's elusive means, Tang knives, shotguns, etc., actually appeared suddenly, which made him dare not relax.
"Thank you for the reminder, I'll fix it."
Yang Yeyan said, in fact, the battle intent in his heart was even more intense.
He suffered a big loss today, and if he can't get it back, he will definitely not give up.
"Hey, just talk big."
The man in black sneered, but his figure rushed towards Yang Ye, and his right hand became a sword finger, stabbing Yang Ye directly at the door.
With a muffled bang, the concrete floor under Yang Ye's feet became slightly cracked, and his body burst into flames, and he actually jumped into the air and rushed towards the man in black.
His legs danced, turning into countless phantoms, and there was a crackling sound in the air, as if his legs were tearing through the space.
Hearing this dense sound of breaking the air, the face of the man in black changed greatly.
The strength of the martial artist is very strong, with the blessing of internal force, and the explosive power is extremely amazing. For a third-rate martial artist like him, it is not impossible to punch out 1 ton of power. But that's just the limit, and it's not that scary in general.
However, Yang Ye's legs were amazingly powerful, and he could feel the terrifying power contained in them from afar. Each leg seems to have surpassed 1 ton to 2 tons of huge force, and such a force appears on a martial artist who does not enter the stream, which is simply incredible.
The man in black didn't dare to take his edge, and his forward figure paused slightly, braked quickly, and retreated quickly.
Although this series of actions was done quickly, Yang Ye's impact was too fast, and the impact force generated by nearly two tons of terrifying force stepping through the ground was not necessarily much slower than bullets.
The people in black regretted it in their hearts, they knew that they shouldn't have stopped, and the brave won when they met on a narrow road, but now their strength has been greatly reduced, and it is too late to regret it.
Caught off guard, he could only pick up his sword finger again and stab Yang Ye's foot directly.
Bang!
Under the terrifying force, the man in black was struck by lightning and his finger bones were broken. The force was more than that, the arm couldn't resist and was kicked in the chest, and the force slammed down the arm and into his chest.
Click, click!
The sound of broken bones was endless, Yang Ye's face was happy, seeing the man in black being kicked back by him, tiptoe to the ground when he landed, and his speed increased sharply again.
The blood of the man in black sprayed wildly, and he was about to dodge if he endured it, but Yang Ye's movements were coherent and fast, and when he retreated, seeing Yang Ye's actions, he could only endure the sharp pain in his chest and resist again and again.
Yang Ye's legs were fierce and violent, and every kick made the ground tremble, and the movements of the man in black were not inferior, the sword fingers flew, and the power gathered, often bringing great damage to Yang Ye.
The two fought very fast, and after more than ten fights in a short period of time, their fists and feet were added together, and a dull sound broke out. The collision of muscles is often carried by blood and sweat.
Bang!
A kick shattered a tree, the trunk was directly shattered by his kick, the tree collapsed, and when he saw the other party retreating, he reached out and grabbed the trunk and threw it at the man in black.
At this moment, Yang Ye only felt hearty, and the cells in his whole body seemed to be beating during the battle, and he was indescribably excited.
The man in black retreated a few steps, and at this moment he was in severe pain and didn't look at it, his hands were more like they were wasted, and he had no strength at all.
Yang Ye's legs were too terrifying, he didn't have any moves, only instinctive attacks from the human body. There are no traces, only the most direct collisions.
The man in black has also reached the peak of a third-rate martial artist, and his body has been nourished by internal force, and his strength is also extremely strong. But the internal force erupted for a long time, and after the initial confrontation, the bones of both arms were broken at this moment, and if it were not maintained by the internal force, they would have been broken long ago.
"Eat me again, and send you back to the West!"
Yang Ye didn't care about it, as soon as he stepped on the ground, the terrifying power even shook slightly.
The face of the man in black changed greatly, and he was about to retreat, but he didn't expect that Yang Ye's movements were too fast, and he only had time to instinctively reach out to block it. When he finished these actions, Yang Ye kicked him hard in the chest.
At this moment, the man in black's chest collapsed, and the whole person kicked and flew in the air like defeat, and blood splattered wildly on the ground.
The body fell to the ground, slid several meters away, and slammed into a tree before stopping. At this moment, the man in black did not make a sound, and his collapsed chest did not move.
I took a long breath, but I didn't feel tired at all from the fierce battle just now, but I felt that all the cells in my body were driven, and now I was extremely comfortable.
Yang Ye was a little lucky, after the legs were upgraded, the strength of one leg directly exceeded 1 ton, and the huge force of nearly 2 tons was incredible.
I didn't think it was a big deal when I exercised before, but now that I really face off against the martial artists, I found that the combat power of my legs is beyond imagination. Moreover, after the fierce battle, the estrangement caused by the upgrade of the legs was also eliminated, and the legs were restored to the original harmonious feeling of being one with the body.
I touched my chest, and my internal organs were still traumatized, but not too strict. Today's battle made him truly feel his strength and become more confident.
walked to the corpse, took out his mobile phone and was about to call the police, but suddenly his mind moved, squatted down, groped for the corpse, and took off the mask by the way.
This is a middle-aged man, in his thirties, but now his face is pale and it is difficult to tell the specific age. The broken arms were hanging on the ground, and the palms of the hands were full of calluses, which seemed to have been practiced by sword practice for many years.
He didn't have much on him, except for some change, his wallet and mobile phone were broken, obviously caused by the fists and kicks just now.
"I don't even have a cheats, it's a real failure."
When I thought about it, I was relieved, and now in these days, who else would carry such a thing as cheats with them.
dialed Situ Jing's number, said a few words casually and hung up the phone. Came to the other corpse and drew a Tang knife. The blade was still sharp, not stained with blood, and there was still a brilliant reflection in the light.
Yang Ye put away the Tang knife with satisfaction, and casually groped for the body of the big man.
Suddenly, his face changed, and he slowly took out his hand from the pocket of the big man's corpse, holding a white USB flash drive in his palm.
"This, it won't be so good, will it?"