Ba Gang clenched his fist, bringing a gust of fierce wind, roaring towards Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo stood quietly, and the thunder sword in his hand was also slowly clenched.

"Ba Gang, what are you doing!" Zhao Qingyi scolded, and as soon as her body moved, she blocked in front of Jiang Mo.

At the same time, her slender jade legs lifted up and kicked hard at the fist that Ba Gang had swung out.

Zhao Qingyi practiced the leg technique, coupled with the flexibility and strength of her legs, the strength that burst out was comparable to that of a female leopard.

At the moment of the confrontation with Ba Gang, smoke and dust suddenly rose in this small space.

In the midst of the dust, the two fought each other, and they were separated with a touch.

Zhao Qingyi took five steps back in a row before stabilizing her delicate body.

Ba Gang only took a slight step back.

The comparison of the strength of the two can be seen at a glance.

"Senior Sister Zhao, in order to protect this kid, would you rather offend me?" Ba Gang said angrily.

Zhao Qingyi didn't speak coldly, and her delicate body leaned forward slightly, which already indicated her choice.

Even if he loses to Ba Gang, he will never be allowed to take a step forward.

"Hmph, I just used the power of the fifth layer just now, and next, I won't leave my hand again!" Ba Gang clenched his fists, and on his thick arms, the green tendons burst out, showing strong strength.

Ba Gang is a leader in the boxing system, and now he has broken through to the realm of a one-star martial artist, and his strength is naturally extremely strong.

He originally had a very good impression of Zhao Qingyi, but when he saw her protecting Jiang Mo so much, he was immediately furious in his heart.

In addition, outside the stone gate, there were corpse ants eyeing each other, and Ba Gang decided not to keep his hand anymore.

Ba Gang's body, which was more than two meters tall, stepped out like a stone statue.

The momentum of a one-star martial artist emanated out, making Zhao Qingyi's face slightly pale.

Although she was already at the realm of the Nine-Star Martial Artist, she looked only a little worse than Ba Gang. But she knew in her heart that the gap was still very large.

"Wind Legs!"

Zhao Qingyi snorted and took the initiative to attack, her toes touched the ground lightly, and her delicate body suddenly rose into the air.

Her slender and round legs turned into a fierce attack weapon, and she lifted it towards Ba Gang with a strong voice.

"I can't help myself. Ba Gang snorted coldly.

Then, the stout right arm was raised, blocking Zhao Qingyi's attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhao Qingyi's legs kicked fiercely on Ba Gang's right arm, making a series of muffled sounds.

However, what is shocking is that Ba Gang did not even retreat as if he had not been attacked.

His body stood there steadily, like a rock.

"This is the gap between a nine-star martial artist and a one-star martial artist. Ba Gang shouted, then reached out his left arm and grabbed Zhao Qingyi's slender legs.

Ba Gang's arm was extremely long, and with a quick shot, his palm actually rested on Zhao Qingyi's animal skin shorts.

The animal skin shorts that originally wrapped Zhao Qingyi's round jade legs were directly torn apart with a sneering sound, revealing a piece of white jade legs.

The shorts were torn apart, and Zhao Qingyi's body was also thrown out.

Jiang Mo's eyes were quick, and he immediately reached out his arm and caught Zhao Qingyi.

However, Nabagang's strength is also too strong.

Rao was pushed several meters away by Jiang Mo's strength or by that momentum before he stabilized his figure.

Holding Zhao Qingyi with both hands, Jiang Mo suddenly felt that her body was far more material than it looked.

Holding it in your arms, the feeling of being full and soft is fascinating.

"Don't let me go yet. When Jiang Mo was still indulging in that soft touch, Zhao Qingyi blushed and said coquettishly.

Jiang Mo's gaze moved downward, and he happened to see Zhao Qingyi's white flowers and jade legs that were exposed due to the tearing of animal skin shorts.

Suddenly there was some shortness of breath.

He hurriedly looked away and coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"Good boy, if you want to be a hero to save the United States, you also have to see if you have the ability. Ba Gang saw Jiang Mo hugging Zhao Qingyi, and said with some anger.

Zhao Qingyi had already left Jiang Mo's embrace, stood up, and glared at Ba Gang.

"Senior Sister Zhao, leave this kind of thing to me. Jiang Mo stood in front of Zhao Qingyi and said lightly.

"That bastard is a one-star martial artist, even I won't be his opponent, if you go up, you will only die faster. Zhao Qingyi said worriedly.

Although Jiang Mo was able to defeat Ge Fei, Ge Fei was only at the primary level of an eight-star martial artist after all, and he couldn't compare with Zhao Qingyi, let alone Ba Gang, who was a one-star martial artist.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to joke with my life. Jiang Mo glanced back at Zhao Qingyi and smiled confidently.

Seeing Jiang Mo's bright smile, Zhao Qingyi was in a trance, it seemed that at this moment, she really believed that Jiang Mo could defeat Ba Gang and leave here with her.

Outside the stone gate, the sound of the corpse ants devouring the stone gate came into the ears, making the scalp tingle.

Invisibly, the heavy atmosphere here is even heavier.

"Boy, since you're so confident, I'll break your legs and throw you into the corpse ants later, and see if you can still be arrogant!" said Ba Gang with a sinister smile.

"Lion King Fist!"

Ba Gang took a few steps forward, roared angrily in his mouth, and a pair of fists like iron balls, carrying a terrifying momentum, smashed towards Jiang Mo angrily.

The Lion King Fist he used was a yellow-level high-level martial art of the boxing system.

Although it is not the top boxing martial arts, Ba Gang thinks that with the strength of his own one-star martial artist, it is definitely more than enough to use this Lion King Fist to deal with Jiang Mo.

Listening to the strong wind pressed by the iron fist, you can know that the power of this blow is definitely not weak.

I'm afraid that some nine-star martial artists will find it difficult to withstand it.

Jiang Mo looked at the roaring iron fist solemnly, but he didn't dare to despise it in his heart.

In the dantian, the strong vitality poured out madly towards the meridians, and finally poured into his fists.

In an instant, Jiang Mo's fists were already surrounded by a layer of fiery red, as if they were surrounded by flames.

Faintly, even the temperature of the air rose.

"Xuan-level advanced martial arts, Collapse Mountain Fist!"

Jiang Mo let out a low snort, and his fists suddenly burst out.

A momentum like a mountain shrouded it.

At this time, Ba Gang felt that the fists he swung out seemed to be in a quagmire, and the speed became very slow.

"This kid is weird!" Ba Gang was shocked.

Immediately after, two pairs of fists slammed into each other.

"Bang!"

There was a dull loud noise in the small space, centered on the position under the feet of the two, and cracks spread out from their feet, like spider webs, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

The battle between the two of them has reached such a terrifying level!

(End of chapter)