Chapter 568, you're not sick, are you?

There is no image, and there is no need for su zhì.

The most important and only element of a war is winning or losing.

Yes, Fang Yan has always been a handsome, cold, sunny and handsome big boy. He doesn't eat leftovers, doesn't wear dirty clothes, and doesn't even do littering and spitting on the street.

Fang Yan had never even thought about spitting in someone's mouth—he felt disgusting when he thought about it.

However, this is a fighter!

When the martial idiot Hou Zhendong's cracking magic skills were connected into a formation, they played a rhythm. When his boxing style is the most domineering and has a sense of rhythm, even with Fang Yan's strength, if he fights hard, he will only suffer a big loss.

Moreover, there is another characteristic of cracking gong, that is, the old fist can be connected to the new fist, and the old force can be connected to the new force.

If it is an ordinary person's kung fu, if you punch it out, you will hit it with strength. If you don't hurt people or objects, your energy will naturally disappear in the air. But the cracking work is different, their air flow can form lightning, and a single lightning bolt forms a power grid.

They depend on each other and support each other. It became a small world in its own right.

When an external force or object comes into contact, it will immediately explode in anger and give the other party the greatest blow - like a chaste virgin.

Hou Zhendong can become one of the seven idiots of Huaxia, not Hou Xiaolong or any other person, naturally has its own extraordinary.

He was able to win more and lose less than he could lose in hundreds of battles, and he was able to fight against the Qinglong Mo lightly enemy at the peak of his moment-in Fang Yan's opinion, in addition to his shameless constant pestering and stalking, the most important reason was that there was something on this person's body that attracted Mo lightly.

What can a middle-aged fat man do to attract Mo Xiaowei? It's not a figure or a face, then it can only be kung fu.

It was precisely because he had seen the power of the cracking skill that Fang Yan retreated again and again!

Fang Yan knew their advantages, and he also knew that he was not suitable to fight with them - he had not snatched the horse and had no revenge for killing his father, could he use it to fight to the death with others?

So, Fang Yan needs a chance!

A chance to make a move, a chance to fight back in a desperate situation.

He doesn't know much about martial arts idiots, and he doesn't know that he has a bad habit of yelling when fighting with people.

Didn't he know that at this time, it was easy to absorb the fog from the top of the mountain or the dust that splattered up when kicking?

Even if he wasn't afraid of this, wouldn't anyone spit in his face when he used to fight with someone?

Hygiene starts with a few small habits.

Fang Yan felt that Wu Idiot was a man who did not pay attention to hygiene.

The martial idiot didn't care at first, he just felt like he was eating something, a bug or something.

When he linked the word 'bah' that Fang Yan spat at him, he suddenly felt like he had eaten a fly.

No, he would rather eat a hundred flies than eat the saliva that Fang Yan spit out.

Wu Idiot was stunned!

There was a split-second short circuit in his brain.

His expression was painfully distorted, and his face was furious.

"It's disgusting, how could this guy do such a thing?"

When he thought this in his heart, there was an instant flaw in the fist path, and there was an obvious hole in the power grid intertwined with lightning.

It was only a blink of an eye, and it was already seen by Fang Yan.

At this time, Fang Yan had already retreated to the edge of the cliff, and if he took another step back, his entire body might step into the air, and then fall into the boundless darkness.

Fang Yan finally made a move!

His thin white right hand stretched out, and then plunged towards the cracked power grid.

His arms are white and tender, and his fingers are slender and flexible.

The hand seemed to have eyes, and it grabbed a handful of lightning bolts with a 'whoosh'.

Yes, he grasped the white lightning in his hand.

The air flow did not disperse, and the lightning was still flashing white light.

Thunderbolt -

It struggled desperately, twisted. The surrounding air hissed as it burned. Tiny sparks splash out, and before you can take a closer look, they disappear into invisibility.

Fang Yan grabbed the lightning bolt in his hand, and then used it as an introduction to quickly rotate three times counterclockwise in the lightning planet.

As his hand pulled out of the lightning planet, the ball of lightning began to hiss, and the oval object turned into a pie.

Like a silver bottle, like a shot burst.

Countless lightning bolts stretched out, and then retracted in an instant. When it retracted, the cake-shaped lightning swelled a lot. It's like a shot put ball suddenly turning into a flying saucer.

Boom -

The lightning silver ball suddenly exploded.

The countless lightning bolts were like countless silver snakes, roaring and flashing with firelight, flying in all directions.

For a moment, the sky was bright, and a group of snakes were flying wildly in the sky.

The lightning planet is the lightning planet of the martial idiot, and these air currents are also the strength of the martial idiot's fist.

When the lightning planet exploded, the body of the martial idiot still maintained its inertia and rushed forward.

Even if he had reacted to the extreme, even if he had already made up for it when he sensed a flaw in his attack.

It's a pity that he was still one step too late!

Bang -

His body collided with the exploding Lightning Planet, and the force of the Lightning Planet's explosion knocked his body flying.

Cracking qigong forms a natural formation, and if there is a formation, there will definitely be an eye.

If it was in normal times, it would be difficult for Fang Yan to show where the Cracking Array was there. Besides, even if he appeared, he would be powerless. Because the offensive of Hou Zhendong, a martial idiot, was too fierce. You know that there is a spirit grass on the cliff, as long as you climb up, you can pick it, but on the way to climb, you may encounter a landslide covered by ice and snow and accidentally fall and fall too bone, are you still willing to pick that spirit grass?

Naturally, the mood is contradictory!

However, when Fang Yan 'bah' out that saliva for Wu idiot Hou Zhendong to swallow, when Wu Zhi's offensive was flawed because of nausea and unacceptable, the array was firmly captured by Fang Yan's Tai Chi heart.

He operated the Tai Chi Domain, found the formation eye with great skill, and then pulled out the line that ran through the overall support array.

As a result, the Lightning Star immediately lost its motivation and vitality, and the great array without its skeleton and soul collapsed instantly.

The airflow lightning in Fang Yan's hand that was used as an eye of the array not only did not disappear, but instead became thicker and brighter after he infused his strength, and was also more white and bright, unrestrained.

It was unwilling to be in Fang Yan's hands, unwilling to let its fate be controlled.

Fang Yan fulfilled it!

As the lightning ball exploded, he threw the white lightning bolt out.

Syllable!

The white lightning bolt with countless bolts of lightning attacked the chest of Hou Zhendong, a martial idiot whose body was still flying in the air, who was blasted out by the lightning planet.

At this time, Wu Zhendong, a martial idiot who had been seriously injured, had no time to guard against it, and he had no way to guard against Fang Yan's full force.

Zilala――

The white lightning bolt disappeared from the martial idiot's chest, but Hou Zhendong's upside-down flight suddenly increased several times.

Bang dang dang -

Click――

The body of the martial idiot flew upside down more than ten meters away, knocked down countless craggy rocks and broken wooden stakes, and finally smashed a thick # hard tree before it stopped with difficulty.

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

After a long time, the martial idiot finally moved.

The martial idiot shook his head and sat up from the ground with his hands propped up.

His face turned purple, as if he wanted to say something but was indescribably pitiful.

"Bang-"

The martial idiot punched his chest.

Puff -

A mouthful of thick blood spurted out, and the abnormal flushing on the face of the martial idiot gradually disappeared.

The martial idiot gasped heavily, and then climbed up from the ground with one hand on the tree.

He walked towards Fang Yan step by step, and then stopped a few meters away from Fang Yan.

"Little white face—" The martial idiot scolded. But when I think about it, this is a man who can knock himself down, and scolding other people's little white faces is really disrespectful to others. So, the martial idiot changed his words and said, "Fang Yan, you bastard bastard - how can you do such a disgusting thing?" Do you talk about personal hygiene? Do you have martial arts morality? Do you have a bit of a master's demeanor? How did you come to understand the heart of Tai Chi for such a shameless person? How did he become the best rising figure of the Tai Chi lineage? ”

"What if you win? Humiliation, this is one of the most humiliating things in the world -- spitting on someone while fighting is not only disrespectful to your opponent, but also disrespectful to yourself. Whether it's the inner or the outer, everyone should be ashamed of your behavior-"

Fang Yan looked at him with a smile and said, "Did you think about martial arts morality when you used various means to force others to duel with you?" You threaten the safety of a woman's life, so that I must be here today, do you have the demeanor of a master? You're one of the Seven Idiots of China, a figure who has been famous for decades -- I've just learned a little bit from you. You don't care about reputation, what more shame do I need? ”

The martial idiot was choked by Fang Yan's words.

Indeed, he did a lot of excessive things in order to force others to compete with himself. Sometimes there are even other people's relatives and family members who threaten their lives. Although he didn't say anything about the families of those people, such a bad reputation still spread after all.

"Senior, I conceded." Fang Yan arched his hand and said with a smile.

The face of the martial idiot turned blue and white for a while, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask, "You're not sick, are you?" ”

Fang Yan wanted to spit in his face again.

You're sick!

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