Do you know who my mantis brother is, Ma Wenqiu of Wing Chun, Jiang Qiye of Hongquan, they can't catch my ten moves, and they can only use a wheelchair for the rest of their lives!"

Brother Mantis was furious, Rao is qi cultivation kung fu he has practiced for two years, but at this moment, it is still difficult to suppress the anger in his heart!

Mo Fan, there is no one in his eyes.

Mo Fan glanced at Brother Mantis coldly and dusted off the cigarette butt he had smoked.

"I'm sorry, you're overestimating yourself, and to be honest, you're not even qualified to be looked down upon by me!

My time is precious, and when the time of a cigarette has passed, can you still play it?

Hit, just grab it.

If you don't fight, after each person knocks a hundred times, carry the corpse and roll it for me!"

"It's too much to deceive people, Lao Tzu has to kill you, eat me a mantis fist!"

With a roar, Brother Mantis could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, only to see his body move, as fast as lightning, extremely weird, like a poisonous mantis towards Mo Fan with a quick punch.

The long fist pierced the void, shook out the ripples, and even faintly made a firecracker-like explosion in the air, which shook people's eardrums!

Mo Fan looked at it indifferently, but he was holding one hand behind him, still standing in place as straight as a sword and gun, not moving.

"Bang!"

When Brother Mantis's long fist approached, he waved his hand and lightly blocked it, and Brother Mantis spurted blood from his mouth and retreated.

Brother Mantis subconsciously raised his hand, ready to attack again, but found that his arm couldn't be raised at all because of a click...... The bones are broken!

Not only was his hand broken, but he was also shocked out of internal injuries that hurt his heart.

Mo Fan's block just now seemed to be careless, but in fact, an invisible internal force entered his body, shaking his internal organs.

Even if you are lucky enough not to die today, it is estimated that you will not be able to lie in the hospital for a year and a half, and I am afraid that you will not be able to get out of bed!

Fortunately, Brother Mantis is a practitioner, with a strong body and strong blood, far better than ordinary people.

If ordinary people were to suffer from that hand, I am afraid that they would have gone down to see Hades a long time ago.

"Brother Mantis!"

"Boss!"

......

A group of younger brothers, seeing that Brother Mantis was killed in one move, vomited blood and had no power to fight back, and they all looked at it worriedly.

"Stinky boy, dare to be ruthless to our praying mantis brother next time, brothers, copy guys, let's go up together, chop up this sand sculpture and feed it to the dogs!"

Everyone was furious, and the people in the rivers and lakes liked to talk about their brother's righteousness the most, and when they saw the boss being beaten, they were like ignited explosives.

For a while, everyone showed their guys one after another, brandished machetes and steel rods, and surrounded Mo Fan in a swarm.

In their opinion, although Mo Fan has two brushes, he may really be able to fight, and even Brother Mantis is not left to be defeated by him.

However, the so-called two fists are hard to beat four legs.

Underground forces like them are usually arrogant and domineering, and not every one of them is very aggressive.

It's about relying on a lot of people.

There are a lot of people!

The two voices of the roar scared people half to death.

Now six or seven people are on it together, and the knives and sticks are intertwined, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Even if Mo Fan can fight again, it is impossible to grow three heads and six arms!

Besides, they have a guy in their hands.

A machete is better than a fist!

Seeing Mo Fan, who was besieged by a group of people with knives and sticks, Wu Biao hid in the corner and smiled sympathetically.

"Mo Fan, no matter how you can fight, you don't have to be hacked to death now!"

In his mind, he had already made up the bloody picture of Mo Fan's body without a corpse, missing arms and legs.

But he just started laughing, and before he could finish his fun, his face was paralyzed in the next second.

"Bang bang ......!"

Just listening to a series of collisions, mixed with all kinds of screams, those who just rushed up a second ago, before the knife was cut out, the whole person flew out like a ball!

It's another spike!

And it's still a one-to-ten?

it!

Everyone was in complete despair.

This is simply Zhang Wuji who traveled over ancient times, Qiao Gang Leader!

Brother Mantis saw that in the blink of an eye, the elite troops he brought were all wiped out, and his face was dead.

He knew that he was planted today.

"People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed. It's just that I want my mantis brother to gallop for half his life and have a brilliant record, but I don't want to lose in the end at the hands of a young man who has not dried up, I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

Brother Mantis roared unwillingly.

Mo Fan didn't even glance at Brother Mantis, but instead landed his gaze on a corner of the edge of the courtyard.

"Wu Biao, get out and die!"

Mo Fan shouted, and the mighty murderous aura came to his face, sweeping the entire courtyard, and shattering the big trees at the mouth of the bowl.

Frightened, Wu Biao was so frightened that he turned around and hurriedly ran towards the door.

Today's Mo Fan is a murderer in his eyes!

With the grievances between them, if they are still here at this moment, their heads will definitely move.

But Wu Biao didn't run a few steps before he was smashed by a stone shot by Mo Fan's fingers, and he fell to his knees with a scream.

"Wu Biao, Wu Biao, isn't it good to live?

Last time, I saw you in front of your family, but you don't know how to cherish it, and you have to wait until you die to understand what regret is, right?"

Mo Fan's eyes glanced indifferently at the ground, Wu Biao, who was desperately struggling, was like a wolf king looking down on his prey!

"Mo Fan, I admit that you are indeed very powerful, Shibei three years, it really impresses me.

But I warn you, if you dare to touch me today, you will not live.

Just now, I have already informed the Viper Lang King Python!

He is a Taishan-like existence in the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Realm!

I'm on my way here.

Wang Python and the Zhao family have a very deep friendship, if something happens to me, Wang Python has to pick your skin!"

Wu Biao raised his mobile phone and threatened Mo Fandao.

Just now, he saw that the situation was not right, so he secretly contacted Wang Python.

From just now, he had roughly guessed it.

Mo Fan is not simply good at kung fu, he should be the same as Brother Mantis, he is an ancient martial artist!

It's just that Brother Mantis is full of external strength, and Mo Fan should still be above it.

Now, the only one who can suppress Mo Fan is the boss of Brother Mantis, the Viper Lang Monarch Python.

It is rumored that Brother Praying Mantis is in the hands of Wang Python and can't even catch a move.

"Oh, the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Realm has a Tarzan-like existence?"

Mo Fan was slightly stunned, not long after returning to Azure from the fairy world, except that he met an old Zheng who had perfect internal strength that day at the Emgrand Hotel!

To be honest, he really didn't understand the depth of the entire Jiangcheng martial arts world!

Therefore, Wu Biao's words aroused Mo Fan's interest!

"What is the realm of that poisonous snake Langjun you are talking about?"

Mo Fan asked.

Wu Biao shook his head, he was not an ancient martial artist, and he couldn't distinguish the martial arts realm very clearly.

Mo Fan looked at Brother Mantis again, and Brother Mantis was also at a loss.

The boss has been in retreat since half a year ago, and has been concentrating on cultivating martial arts, and their business has been managed by themselves for half a year.

It was only in the middle of the night last night that he received a call from Wang Python to explain that he had handled the matter.

I haven't even seen his face, so naturally I don't know what kind of cultivation the boss is in now.

"Although I don't know the specific realm of Wang Python, with his means of killing people without seeing blood, if you want to deal with you, it is more than enough!"

Wu Biao looked at Mo Fan and said with a determined face, as if he said that Wang Python was like a god.

"Killing people without seeing blood? That's really powerful! Must see you, congratulations, you can breathe a little more fresh air!"

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth outlined an inexplicable smile, and he first walked over to untie Shen Lanxin and helped her into the house.

Then, he dragged out a chair, sat in the courtyard, crossed Erlang's legs, lit a Chinese cigarette and smoked it!

He was waiting for Taishan in the Jiangcheng martial arts realm in Wu Biao's mouth!

As for Wu Biao on the side, he didn't care at all.

Because in his eyes, after setting foot here today, Wu Biao is destined to be a corpse, it's just a matter of time!

Not long after, the sound of a Land Rover braking suddenly sounded outside the yard.

When Wu Biao heard the sound, his expression suddenly overjoyed, as if he had captured a glimmer of light in the abyss of despair!

Viper Langjun, here it is!