Lu Ming is as fast as flying, and he must catch Zheng Zhanfei before he enters the main road, otherwise in the face of a group of cameras, Lu Ming will be restrained, and beating the son of a deputy mayor in public will also cause endless trouble, which is not what Lu Ming wants to see.

Lu Ming accelerated a few points suddenly, but Zheng Zhanfei ran more and more remotely, Lu Ming ran the Riyan True Technique, and Riyan Pupil's ability was exerted to the limit, and finally vaguely saw Zheng Zhanfei running towards a black sports car.

If you want to drive away, it's not that simple. The white light flashed under Lu Ming's feet, and his speed increased to an incredible level, and he finally stopped Zheng Zhanfei before he entered the car.

"Run. The corners of Lu Ming's mouth rose and he said jokingly.

"Who ran away. Zheng Zhanfei was stubborn, but his legs kept retreating.

At this time, the door of the black sports car actually opened, and from above stepped a man wearing a peaked cap, with a sighing beard, wearing a close-fitting black vest on his upper body, and a pair of gray trousers on his lower body.

"This person has killed a lot of people?" Lu Ming had already noticed that there was a person sitting in the main driver's seat in the car, and he didn't look carefully, thinking that it was Zheng Zhanfei's driver, but now it seems that this person in front of him is Zheng Zhanfei's most powerful support and the last killer weapon.

Zheng Zhanfei ran over, stood next to the man with a happy face, pointed to Lu Ming's nose and said, "It's this kid who chased me and killed him with an iron fist." ”

"I'm sorry, the price you offered is only to protect you, and I have no obligation to take the initiative. The bearded man known as the Iron Fist easily refused.

Zheng Zhanfei's face sank, and then he stretched out that he already knew Lu Ming's secret, and when the time came to stab the National Security Bureau with his connections, Lu Ming would never have peace, and it was very likely that he would not be able to appear in this fancy world again for the rest of his life, and spend his life in a prison cell or laboratory.

Zheng Zhanfei secretly covered his mouth and snickered, and his sinister gaze like a poisonous snake secretly looked at Lu Ming.

"Young man, don't go any further, didn't you hear what I said, as long as you give up chasing him, I can not attack you, go further, but don't blame me for making a move. Iron Fist waved his hand at Lu Ming and said warningly.

Lu Ming exposed too many hole cards this time, and he knew Zheng Zhanfei's insidious personality, and letting him go today would definitely make Lu Ming never have peace.

Lu Ming clenched his fists, a strong killing intent surged in his heart, took a step forward, and said coldly, "Yes, I want to try." ”

"Hey, why are young people so ignorant?"

Iron Fist stretched out his waist, and his body burst into a string of crackling and fried beans, and the whole person became extremely strong out of thin air, his thick arms were as thick as Lu Ming's thighs, and his thighs were as thick as Lu Ming's waist, and his body rose from one meter eight to about two meters, like a giant.

The pale golden vertical pupils flashed slightly, and Lu Ming was suddenly startled, this man called Iron Fist actually had a true yuan spread on him, and he was also an immortal cultivator.

However, the veins of the true element circulation of his body are too scarce, and his exercises should be a simplified version of the immortal cultivation method, and he can't exert the power of the original law decision, otherwise with just the number of true yuan that this man burst out, Lu Ming would have to flee.

"Why do you have to force me to make a move, when you see me like this, you can't leave. The sound of the iron fist was like thunder, and the eyes were like eagle falcons, looking down at Lu Ming.

"Let's go, let's go fart!?" Lu Ming snorted coldly, stepped on the ground with both feet, clenched his fists, and took the lead in attacking the iron fist.

Looking at the small fist in front of him, Iron Fist's eyes narrowed, the tip of his nose also snorted coldly, and the huge fist slammed towards the opponent's fist.

Two fists intersected. Suddenly there was a muffled thunderous sound, the iron fist roared angrily, his nose exhaled two white gases, he staggered back, his fist hurt, and his fifty percent strength even killed a cow, and he couldn't even resist the little man dressed as a student on the other side.

Iron Fist was startled, and immediately put away his contempt, and fought against Lu Ming with all his might.

Bang bang bang, the two of them fought more than a dozen times in an instant, and there was a sound of sound bursting between the two, and another fist intersected, and the two of them touched each other slightly, and each took a step back.

Zheng Zhanfei, who was a little proud in his heart, looked extremely ugly, these two people actually tied, he thought that he had entered the safe zone, and he suddenly became uneasy in his heart, and hesitated to run away first.

Tie? Lu Ming occupied the top peak with every blow, but the opponent's exercises were also exercises for refining the body, and he could resist Lu Ming's attacks in a short time, but if he fought like this a few more times, he would be able to tell the winner.

Iron Fist was also secretly shocked in his heart, he could feel that the opponent's move had the upper hand, and he obviously mastered a more profound practice secret, so he raised his hands flat, separated his steps, and changed the offensive to a gesture.

Kamezo gestures?

The Turtle Hiding Gesture is a defensive technique, only attacking and not defending, but it can defend against attacks from all angles around the body, consuming very little true yuan, and is often used to delay time in the battle of trapped beasts.

Seeing this, Lu Ming couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his heart, he originally thought that the other party only knew some superficial body refining techniques, and the exercise cheats he accidentally picked up now seemed to be some kind of inheritance and had been systematically taught.

Lu Ming glanced at Zheng Zhanfei, and saw that he was pale and collapsed to the ground, as if he was too frightened to walk, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he still rushed towards the iron fist.

Lu Ming condensed a layer of white mangs in his hands, and his fist was Huohuo, hitting the body of the iron fist like a storm.

Iron Fist does not panic at all, in front of the back, on the left and on the right, no matter what angle it is. No matter how tricky his punches are, he seems to be able to anticipate in advance and make a solid defense.

Lu Ming took a big step backwards with a little on his feet, and exclaimed, "Impossible." ”

The turtle hiding gesture, Lu Ming will also, naturally knows how to operate, and also knows how to crack it, coupled with the faster speed of the shot than the iron fist, the accurate perspective under the eyes of the sun, but it was cracked one by one by the unpredictable prophet of the iron fist, to put it mildly.

If this continues, his true yuan will be exhausted in advance.

So it was, Lu Ming finally understood the intention of the Iron Fist, he just wanted to exhaust Lu Ming's true yuan, so as to counteract him.

"But why can he repeatedly see through my attacks?" Lu Ming carefully understood, and kept replaying the details of the fight just now in his mind.

"Didn't use his eyes, he didn't catch my shot with his eyes?"

When Lu Ming attacked from behind him just now, Iron Fist didn't look back at his moves in advance, but came to see him after finishing his defensive moves.

In this case, there is only one possibility, the possessor of innate spiritual power with strong spiritual power will naturally derive divine consciousness.

The other party actually has a divine sense!?