Zhang Yunfei rushed over, and his left palm slashed sharply, wanting to cut Yang Zhen's fragile vein. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Zhen saw that his palm was sharp, he leaned back, and his palm swept in front of him, but he also secretly admired in his heart: "This Zhang Yunfei is worthy of being a chivalrous man who has been famous for many years, with pure skills and the speed of sending and receiving, he does have the climate of a generation of grandmasters." ”

Zhang Yunfei missed a blow, and his right fist followed, but it was the Arhat boxing in the Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Exercises.

This time, Yang Zhen did not dodge or dodge, and forced this fierce punch to hit the temple of the sun.

The double fists hit Yang Zhen's head, making a burst of gold and iron, Zhang Yunfei only felt an unprecedented stinging pain from his fists, he hurriedly turned his fists into claws, and slashed at Yang Zhen's eyes, Yang Zhen's eyes were closed, and his eyelids were only scratched with a white mark, he closed his eyes and punched out, forcing Zhang Yunfei to retreat!

Zhang Yunfei took advantage of Yang Zhen's eyes to open the empty door, and saw the void and went straight in, it was the nature of the martial arts, without thinking at the moment, he used his elbow as a cone and hit him straight into the back of the heart!

Break the face with a point! Zhang Yunfei, as a foreign master, knows how to break the hard work! As soon as he printed it, he felt an incomparably powerful backlash coming, and suddenly his elbow made a bone cracking sound! Looking at Yang Zhen again, he opened his eyes as if he had triumphantly and sneered at him: "It's time for our family!" ”

The punch fell with the sound, and several moves were made! Zhang Yunfei couldn't dodge, and his luck was hard to resist. Yang Zhen punched up, and suddenly there was the sound of a bell! It is also a horizontal practice that has reached the top level!

Yang Zhen didn't stop: "Let's see how many punches you can take!" After saying that, he was unforgiving, and punched out one punch after another. Zhang Yunfei was in pain from being hit all over his body, and he was just about to fight back, but he was attacked by Yang Zhen's fast punch again! In the end, there was only luck parrying!

Zhang Yunfei was covered in a trace of green smoke, his body was like an iron cast, Yang Zhen punched him, only leaving a red mark, and disappeared without a trace in an instant!

Seeing this, Zhang Yunfei was not in a hurry, and planned to use this to consume Yang Zhen's physical strength, and when Yang Zhen was exhausted, he would counterattack! This is also the strategy he usually uses against his enemies!

It's just that although the idea is good, it is in vain! Yang Zhen has cultivated the Yijin Sutra, the strength of his body is endless, and his internal strength will never be exhausted! Yang Zhen's strong internal force slammed into Zhang Yunfei's body with the fist!

One wrong step! Step by step! When Zhang Yunfei finds out that something is wrong, there is no chance to turn back! All that can be done is hard support!

Yang Zhen punched, and he punched hard!

Yang Zhen threw two thousand two hundred and sixteen punches, and he held two thousand two hundred and sixteen punches!

It's just that although his will is there, he can't hold on to his hard work for decades, and he was broken alive by Yang Zhen!

More than 2,000 punches didn't let him fall, and he didn't fall down after breaking the gong! Zhang Yunfei accumulated the power that exploded when his divine power was shattered, and he delivered the strongest blow in his martial arts career!

It's just that this unparalleled blow was lightly grabbed by Yang Zhen. And his other palm with a faint black aura slowly imprinted on his chest!

Transform into bones! Zhang Yunfei only felt that his skeleton was sore, and he almost wanted to fall, he was busy and steady, and stood still, but he couldn't stop trembling betraying his current crisis.

"What a good man, you won!" Seeing this, Yang Zhen actually made a gesture of retreat, reflexively returned to the princess, ignored the princess's inquiring gaze, and began to count in his heart.

Zhang Yunfei hugged his fists with blood in his mouth to thank him, he walked to King Xingwu step by step, stood and saluted: "I am not feeling well today, Weichen will retire for the time being!" Please atone for your sins! ”

Seeing that he was in extremely poor condition, he was obviously seriously injured, and it was not suitable for him to stay here, so he nodded and agreed, and ordered Gonggong Zhao to ask the imperial doctor to follow.

Zhang Yunfei staggered out, took two steps, and then stumbled, the third prince hurriedly stepped forward to help, Zhang Yunfei waved his hand and broke free: "Your Highness still has important things to do here, don't send it." Zhang was fortunate not to be dishonored today and repaid His Royal Highness's great kindness. Zhang went to rest first, and when he was well recuperated in the coming day, he will serve His Royal Highness left and right! ”

The third prince couldn't help it, and he knew that he couldn't leave the scene today, so he had to find his subordinates to accompany him, seeing that he was going out, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, his eyes were red and staring at Yang Zhen, if Brother Zhang had three long and two short, he would definitely let you die without a place to be buried.

Zhang Yunfei came out and refused everyone's help, and forced himself out of the palace alone, he only felt that his bones were stinging and sore, and he was going to fall apart at any time!

He shouted angrily, the muscles of his body tightened, and he held up the shattered skeleton, and with every step, blood oozed from the pores of his body, and after a while, he was covered in blood, and under every footprint was a pool of blood.

Holding it up like this doesn't change anything! The severe pain had made Zhang Yunfei unable to think, and his whole mind was only unyielding.

He felt that his bones had melted, and that they would become puddles of mud at any moment. As the deadline approached, he looked at the tree at hand and made his final decision.

Zhang Yunfei let out a beastly roar, and with the last of his strength, he plunged the emperor's imperial sword into his chest, and the sword passed through his chest, nailing him tightly to the tree!

At this moment, the bones in his whole body could no longer hold on, crumbling and shattering! If the whole body is not supported, it will collapse!

It's just that the sword enters the body and nails him to the tree, but he will never fall again, this is the last dignity of a warrior!

He has no bones, and he will die standing up!

Just as his eyes widened and he left with hatred, Yang Zhen stopped counting, bent down and whispered to the princess: "At the request of His Royal Highness, he died outside." ”