Chapter Ninety-One: Bring It On!
Ahead, there is danger......
Feeling the instantaneous disorder of neurons in his body, An Qisheng's heart rose sharply.
When a person is faced with great danger and great fear, his body will stiffen like freezing.
If an ordinary person is frightened while running at high speed, he will inevitably fall to the ground.
An Qisheng's control over his body was extremely strong, but he also had a momentary pause, and was overtaken by the two great monks of Shixin Road.
"Among the few people, only Miao Xiong has entered the transformation strength, it is impossible to give me this feeling, then, is it the ship of the Bamboo Dragon Society?"
At the same time as the thought flashed through An Qisheng's heart.
On the road of relieving the heart, the two great monks of Shixinwu had already rushed out of hundreds of meters, and the yellow sand behind them rose several meters, and rushed straight to Miao Xiong and the others.
"Two masters, beware of traps, quickly retreat!"
An Qisheng paused, his breath stabilized for a moment, and then he issued a warning loudly.
After more than half an hour of running with all his might, even if he was a strength boxer, his breath was a little unstable.
"Trap?"
Shi Xin ran the fastest, less than 100 meters away from Miao Xiong and the others, and when he heard the loud shouting behind him, his heart was shocked.
Although he had only been in contact with An Qisheng for a day and night, he also knew that he was not a man of his word, and when he issued a warning at this time, he must have discovered that something was wrong.
But at this time, Miao Xiong and the others were already close to the ship, and the distance between him and Miao Xiong and the others was only 100 meters.
It's a shame to give up like that.
Even if there is a trap, it is on the boat, kill them first!
"Humph! Ha! ”
The two great monks had a spirit in their hearts, and at the same time they exhaled and spoke, and stepped on their feet.
Rumble!
The yellow sand was raised and sprinkled one after another.
Shi Xinlu stepped out in one step, his thick arms outstretched, and the whole person swooped away like a goshawk.
And Shi Xinwu stepped forward, bowed, crossed his arms in front of him, and slammed forward.
Let the relieved heart road accumulate and step on both arms, and the speed will suddenly increase again!
In just a few seconds, while the road turned red, his arm clenched into a fist, and it had already smashed heavily on the last person.
Bang!
In the low sound of flesh colliding, the man's blood immediately spurted wildly, his back was broken by the beating, and the whole person fell to the ground like a bamboo in his hand.
A punch was struck, and he didn't look at it, his qi and blood were violently drumming, and he smashed out with another punch.
"Senior brother!"
At the same time that person died, Miao Xiong and the others all screamed in grief.
Bang!
The cries of several people have not fallen, and the relief road has already killed another person.
This great monk is powerful and heavy, and he is not half distracted when he hits from behind, and if he hits, he will die!
"Senior brother, avenge us!"
Miao San and the others' eyes turned red, they shouted, and reflexively rushed towards the road of reflexive relief!
Bang bang bang ~~~
In the sprinkling of yellow sand and seawater, Miao San and the others shot out angrily, fearless of death, and forcibly stopped the road to relief!
"It's not good, he's going to run away!"
Shi Xinlu smashed a person's skull with a backhand, but he secretly screamed in his heart.
Miao Xiong himself ran extremely fast, more than 100 meters faster than these people, and as soon as he was blocked at this time, he couldn't catch up.
"Can't escape!"
At this time, Shi Xinwu rushed wildly, fit into a person, strode into the seawater, and rushed straight to Miao Xiong.
"Bald donkey, I must kill you!"
Miao Xiong was furious in his heart, gritted his teeth, and was a little faster.
The legs that trampled on the sea water suddenly became vigorous, jumped up, and with several strokes of force on the cabin, they turned over on the deck:
"Everyone from the Bamboo Dragon Society, hurry up and save my junior brothers, all the masters of Daxuan are chasing......"
The words came to an abrupt end.
Looking at the man in black lying on the rocking chair not far away, for some reason, Miao Xiong's heart was cold, like a rabbit facing a dragon, and his body trembled unobeyed.
The heart seemed to be held by an invisible hand of fear.
For a while, I couldn't speak.
"Bamboo Dragon Club ......"
Tong Zhengyang slowly raised his head, and his indifferent eyes gradually became cold:
"You're talking about the bunch of crumbs who don't know whether they are alive or dead?"
"You, you're not from the Bamboo Dragon Society......"
As soon as Miao Xiong spoke, he was hoarse like a chain that had not been oiled for a long time.
His heart sank uncontrollably.
The man who gave him a feeling of extreme danger was not from the Bamboo Dragon Society.
He is not a member of the Bamboo Dragon Society, but he owns the ship of the Bamboo Dragon Society, and the meaning behind this can be imagined even by a fool.
"The host ......."
Minoru Kimura, who had a blank face, walked out of the captain's room, and knelt at the feet of Tong Zhengyang as if no one was around:
"Tiguo Bay, it's here."
"Pavilion, Your Excellency, I, I'm not from the Bamboo Dragon Society......."
Cold sweat slid down Miao Xiong's forehead.
"Killed."
Tong Zhengyang lowered his eyes and said lightly.
"Yes!"
Minoru Kimura slowly stood up.
On his body, there was a sound of muscles and bones rubbing, and his indifferent and ruthless gaze fell on Miao Xiong.
"Damn ......"
Miao Xiong was desperate in his heart, but he no longer had the idea of staying in this dangerous place, and when his feet were shaken, he was about to retreat.
In his subconscious, even in the face of the three suspected masters behind him, he was reluctant to face the man in black who seemed to be seriously injured in front of him.
Call!
In an instant, there seemed to be a wind.
Minoru Kimura jumped straight into the air, and his slightly stiff arm flicked like a steel whip, and the air was whistling and exploding.
"So fast!"
Miao Xiong's pupils shrank, and in mid-air, the young man from Fusang in a sailor suit had already caught up.
Before he had time to think about it, he crossed his arms in front of him.
Bang!
There was a low crashing sound.
"Poof!"
Miao Xiong's eyes suddenly surged, and his body flew upside down like a cannonball, and at the same time, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, outlining a long arc in the air.
"Huh? That's, Miao Xiong?! ”
The heart of the relieved heart that came rushing wildly jumped, and he saw that Miao Xiong's cannonball also seemed to fall into the sea, and the blood was scattered in the strong wind, and a drop splashed on his face.
"Infighting?"
Shi Xinwu turned his mind around, and saw a figure jumping down from the boat at a very fast speed, with his head and feet, fists in front of him, like a sharp arrow bursting out, shooting into the sea!
"Ahh
Miao Xiong roared angrily.
Roaring in the sea water, like a tiger roaring, his body bounced up in the sea water, his fists waved, and dozens of punches were thrown in an instant.
But the figure that pounced down did not dodge or dodge, and carried dozens of punches stubbornly, and smashed a heavy punch on Miao Xiong's throat.
Click!
In the crisp and cold sound, the head was broken at ninety degrees, and it hung softly on top of the juniors.
The corpse fell straight into the sea.
Puff~
Minoru Kimura falls into the sea.
He had multiple fractures in his body and a bent arm.
But he didn't realize it, stretched out his hand, connected the broken arm, and looked at Shi Xinwu indifferently.
"This ......"
Shi Xinwu felt a chill in his heart, put on a posture, and was highly vigilant.
"Bring them up......"
In the sea breeze, an indifferent sound drifted with the wind and did not disperse for a long time.