"Boom!!"

Punch out!

Shake the earth!

Zhao Yi's eyes widened, watching Li Xiaofan's fist gradually enlarge in his eyes!

Finally occupies the whole field of vision!

This fist, huge, golden all over, with a terrifying coercion, smashed towards Zhao Yi.

"Ahh

Zhao Yi was full of blood and qi, and his clothes were all blown up!

His whole body seemed to be floating, Zhao Yi roared angrily, and his fist finally smashed out!

He didn't believe that he had practiced boxing all his life, and in the end he couldn't match a hairy boy.

With this punch, he used the strength of his whole body, focusing on this point, and he believed that his fist could defeat Li Xiaofan.

However, reality has once again dealt a heavy blow.

Li Xiaofan's punch was lightly smashed, and the rumbling sound had disappeared.

The wind and sand in the sky wrapped Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi's screams had all disappeared into the desert......

He didn't even have time to say a last word before he was swept away by the sand.

Li Xiaofan's punch hit Zhao Yi's chest!

His chest was sunken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

"You, you ......"

Zhao Yi's eyes widened and he stared at Li Xiaofan unwillingly.

He tried his best to smash Li Xiaofan, and it was impossible for him to lose.

But......

He didn't have a chance anymore.

The sand continued to fill his body, as if it was about to engulf him.

"The people of the Zhao family ......," Li Xiaofan said faintly, "they all deserve to die!" ”

Li Xiaofan's tone was cold, which made people shudder!

"Broken!"

With Li Xiaofan's mutter, the wild sand completely submerged Zhao Yi, and then the wild sand rotated at high speed without any accidents.

Zhao Yi's entire body has disappeared, and he has been shattered by the wild sand!

There was no flesh, no blood, nothing left, only a strong smell of blood.

"Siss!"

Zhan Taijing, Friday Lang, Song Zhenming and others all gasped!

Horrific scenes are etched in their minds!

Too...... It's terrible!

Li Xiaofan directly smashed Zhao Yi with one punch, this Zhao master who is known for his boxing skills.

Kill Jin Anshun first, and then kill Zhao Yi!

Of the five, two have already died.

Now Song Zhenming is seriously injured again, and his combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced.

With Friday Lang and Zhan Taijing, will they be Li Xiaofan's opponents?

Zhan Taijing held the rattan whip in her hand, the joints she held were white, her lips were a little purple, and she looked at Li Xiaofan deeply.

She's angry!

She hates!

But she's not stupid either!

Li Xiaofan was able to be under the bag of the five of them, two in a row, and now there are only three people left, and there is no chance to kill Li Xiaofan.

But she's not reconciled!!

Zhan Taijing rushed over frantically, took the rattan whip in his hand, and whipped it towards Li Xiaofan one by one.

Li Xiaofan frowned slightly, and dodged lightly.

Until the end, Zhan Taijing's mood was already in turmoil, and he still didn't hit Li Xiaofan.

Li Xiaofan sneered at him and didn't pay attention to it at all.

even unceremoniously said that among the five, Zhan Taijing was the worst, and Li Xiaofan was the least in his eyes.

At this time, Li Xiaofan's eyes fell on Friday Lang, this playboy is unfathomable.

The Zhao army was fighting against Wang Yang and their people on the cliff, and at this time, seeing that Zhao Yi had died tragically, they were all very panicked at the moment.

The leader has fallen, and the remaining younger brothers have no intention of fighting, so it is simply a mess in the battle.

This gave Wang Yang and the cliff a chance, and they took advantage of the current situation to frantically kill the Zhao family's private army, which was simply a downfall.

The scales of victory and defeat are beginning to tilt.

Zheng Xianheng sighed and shook his head helplessly.

He had already said that Li Xiaofan was not so easy to kill, but Zhan Taijing didn't listen, he had to come to kill, what was the result, the bag of five people was still killed by Li Xiaofan.

If you want to kill it now, there is very little hope.

There was only half of the rattan whip left in Zhan Taijing's hand, and she was holding the rattan whip in a daze, her eyes blank.

Li Xiaofan didn't care about him, but looked at Friday Lang quietly.

Friday Lang had a wildflower in his ear, a branch in his hand, and looked at Li Xiaofan with deep eyes.

"Qi Shao," he said with a smile, "You have a unique skill, you are famous, although Zhou Zhou Lang is not your opponent, you still want to challenge Qi Shao, not for anything else, just to prove ......"

The branch in his hand quietly pointed at Li Xiaofan.

"You are not the only genius in this Dragon Country."

Li Xiaofan smiled and put his hands behind his back.

"Always welcome."

As soon as the words fell, Friday Lang rushed over directly.

He's very fast, and it's clear that he still has some reservations for the fight just now.

Even now, Friday's speed has not been pushed to the maximum.

He made a branch like a sword, fluttering, and like a knife, furious.

In the intersection of swords and swords, the branches of the tree changed a lot of moves.

Li Xiaofan's eyes narrowed slightly, he was also aroused by the infinite fighting intent, laughed, and rushed forward.

Launched a peak showdown with Friday Lang!

The change of the branches was unfathomable, and Li Xiaofan saw the move, and kept beating the branches back.

After a while, Friday Lang attacked again, and the branches of the branches showed a circle of ripples, and Friday Lang smiled: "Seven Shao, I have never lost this move." ”

"Phoenix, Pear Blossom."

Friday Lang muttered deeply.

A little bit of the branch, with it as the center, the surrounding aura seemed to be sensed, and frantically poured into the branch.

Let out a high-pitched scream!

Li Xiaofan looked at it, his eyes revealing a trace of solemnity.

This playboy is really not a stubborn rich second generation.

A bit of a skill.

Li Xiaofan smiled, for this kind of master, he is still very willing to fight.

The Zhou clan only sent one person, who was obviously very confident in Friday Lang's strength.

"In that case...... Then let's take a look! ”

Li Xiaofan also laughed.

The fists are clenched, and the aura is slowly condensed!

Two huge whirlpools condensed around Li Xiaofan and Friday Lang, and their breath was constantly pulling.

There is so much aura around, and it is being snatched by Li Xiaofan and Friday Lang in a frenzy, it seems that whoever snatches more aura will win this battle if he loses.

The two made a lot of noise, not only Song Zhenming, Zhan Taijing, but also Wang Yang, Cliff and others all looked at them.

Old Man Li banged his hands into his sleeves, looked at the two of them with a pair of cloudy eyes, and smiled.

"The afterlife is terrifying."

Li Qiankun said faintly.

The old man behind him glanced at it lightly, and he understood what Li Qiankun meant.

It doesn't refer to Li Xiaofan, nor does it refer to Friday Lang.

Rather, it is said that the two of them are the best of the young generation in the Dragon Kingdom, and the fight between the two made Li Qiankun see the spirit of the new generation of young people in the Dragon Kingdom.

If the youth is strong, the country will be strong!

Li Qiankun had just come out of the desert, and what he was thinking about was not the grievances of one family and two families at all, but the future path of the entire Dragon Kingdom.

The old man held his coat and stood in awe.

Not only Li Qiankun, but also Song Zhenming, although he was seriously injured, he could also feel how terrifying the combat effectiveness of Li Xiaofan and Friday Lang was.

He sighed and looked at the sword in his hand.

"It turns out that among these five people, Friday Lang is the most profound martial arts cultivator."

"This Friday Lang, his spiritual power is majestic, his breath is stable, and he can show the power of swords with a branch, he is really a generation of geniuses."

Song Zhenming smiled bitterly.

Over there, Li Xiaofan and Friday Lang's breath seemed to have been absorbed, and Friday Lang laughed wildly: "Seven Shao!" Attention! ”

Yes, gentleman.

Li Xiaofan thought for no reason.

Li Xiaofan didn't plan to use yin tricks either, the two of them just dealt a blow to each other openly!

A little twig, a thorn came over.

The stars are moving!

"Drink!"

Friday Lang shouted, and the speed of the branch's advancement was very fast, like a galloping arrow, shooting towards Li Xiaofan.

And Li Xiaofan took a deep breath and slowly took out his fist.

This punch is extremely slow.

It's not the same as the punch that smashed Zhao Yi just now.

"Bang!"

The earth-shattering sound resounded throughout the desert, and it seemed that even the heavens and the earth had changed color a little.

A huge amount of dust flew up, surrounding Li Xiaofan and Friday Lang.

Everyone waved their hands to drive away the dust, wanting to see how the two people in the battle circle were fighting.

I saw that both of them were standing, very calm.

But the next moment, the wildflowers that Friday Lang was holding were gone.

The handsome face is a little indescribably strange and uncomfortable!

He took a deep breath and muttered, "Qishao, what kind of boxing technique is this?" ”