"No, you're wrong, it's you who died."

With Yang Zhentian's voice, his whole body rushed straight in.

Although his figure is a little burly, his movements are unusually light.

With his feet padd, it's like a cat walking, without a sound.

But when he approached Su Heng and his fist fell, it was like a storm.

One second it was calm, and the next second it was stormy.

Su Heng didn't dodge or dodge, and raised his fist to meet him.

Suddenly, the fists in the house were like thunder, the strength was shaking, and many things were damaged.

"Boom."

It's just that this kind of ordinary house is too fragile for the two of them, and soon, the feet will loosen, and the cement floor will continue to crack.

Holes were punched into the walls, and the crystal lamps overhead were shattered.

"It's not fun, it's not fun, there's open space outside, let's go outside to fight."

When Su Heng's domineering punch slammed Yang Zhentian to the wall, and the latter collapsed the already devastated wall, he finally said loudly in dissatisfaction.

As his name suggests, what he does best is power.

But the current environment undoubtedly limits his play.

If the opponent's strength is poor, he can still lift weights lightly, but in the face of Su Heng, he can only do his best.

The concrete floor under his feet, which is extremely hard for ordinary people, is not like a quagmire and swamp for him.

"Okay."

In this regard, Su Heng was naturally willing to satisfy him.

What's more, Yang Zhentian's strength is very strong, and he was also aroused by the other party's desire to fight, just to sharpen his Neigang fist.

The effect is far better than what he usually thinks about alone.

Seeing that Su Heng agreed, Yang Zhentian was not polite, smashed the back window, and jumped down from the sixth floor.

Su Heng did not hesitate and followed.

A few hundred meters behind this residential building, there is a huge empty field, which was bought by the developer to build the building, but for various reasons, the construction has not started until now, so that it is overgrown with wild grass.

"Young Master, what should we do?"

Uncle Xiang glanced at his own young master, who still had a shocked look on his face, and asked.

In fact, he already had the answer in his heart, and now the question is more of an attitude.

"Let's go, I believe Uncle Seven will definitely win."

Yang Shiyu's eyes flickered.

In fact, he wanted to leave this ghost place more now, but he knew that once he sneaked away, no matter who won or lost, his fate would be miserable.

And stay, as long as Yang Zhentian can win, his benefits will also be huge.

Not only can you resolve this catastrophe and regain the iron coupons, but you can also gain the support of the seventh uncle, and your status in the family will soar.

Don't look at what Yang Zhentian said before that he was the patriarch, but in fact, Yang Shiyu understood that the other party could not and could not be the patriarch.

Outside, Zheng Fang obviously heard the report of his subordinates, and after thinking about it, he ordered into the headset: "Evacuate the people nearby, everyone, withdraw." ”

"Director Zheng, don't you want to go and see it?"

Since Su Heng entered the room, they couldn't see anything outside, but just now, they could still see the faint sound and the dust that drifted out of the window.

But the more so, the more curious it becomes.

"Dong Xiong, it's not a good habit to be too curious."

How could Zheng Fang not be curious?

But he knows better that there are some things that can be seen, but there are some things that will kill him if he sees them.

Moreover, when he came down from above, he knew far more than Xiong Qiankun.

"Zheng Ju is right, it's me Meng Lang."

Xiong Qiankun nodded, but he was a little kind.

On the other side, Su Heng followed Yang Zhentian to the spacious open space.

As soon as he arrived, Yang Zhentian turned over with a dexterous pigeon and took Su Heng's eyes directly.

Su Heng's body slammed suddenly, completely contrary to common sense, and at the same time, he leaned back and dodged Yang Zhentian's almost sneak attack.

But Yang Zhentian's blow was far from over, his right hand flipped and fell with a bang.

This blow, fast and hard, also showed his rich combat experience.

Yang Shiyu said that Yang Zhentian is a martial idiot, which is not wrong, because from a very early age, Yang Zhentian left home and embarked on the so-called road of the strong alone, during which he even disappeared for several years without any news.

Just when everyone thought he was dead, they didn't expect him to suddenly return home, defeat everyone in the clan strongly, and swear his existence and status with absolute strength.

No one knows where Yang Zhentian went and what happened in the years when he disappeared, but his personality became more and more arrogant and domineering, and he often sent people to the hospital without saying a word.

In the face of Yang Zhentian's almost natural blow, Su Heng was shocked but not panicked, and as long as his feet touched the earth, he could complete the borrowing.

With a slight twist of his body, Su Heng had already raised his fist and exerted his strength.

"Bang!"

Although he barely managed to borrow strength, because of his posture and his hasty response, Su Heng still suffered a snort, and his back sank into the ground solidly, shaking up a cloud of dust.

And Yang Zhentian, under the backlash of this force, had to take a few steps back.

Then, with a hard stomp of his right foot, he stepped directly into a pit, and finally stopped him.

Immediately, he jumped up in the air and stepped down towards Su Heng with his big feet.

Su Heng's body flipped over, and he immediately left the place, and stood up at the same time.

Yang Zhentian stepped on the air with one foot, but he was able to retract his strength in time, falling lightly, and then like a foot of floor oil, he rushed towards Su Heng with full horsepower.

In this regard, Su Heng was not polite, ran the breathing method, matched the pace, and launched the Neigang fist.

In Nan Ting's words, there is no fixed move for a real Neigang boxer, because when your breathing, pace, and fists are integrated, you will naturally understand how to fight.

This is also where Neigang Fist is really powerful, it seems that there is no fixed move, but it can perfectly show its own strength.

After Su Heng ran the Neigang Fist, Yang Zhentian could also feel the pressure increase all of a sudden.

In the room before, although he was restricted by the terrain and couldn't really exert his strength, Su Heng was the same, because Neigang Fist needed to be matched with steps.

Right now, this expansive field undoubtedly gives him the opportunity to play to his heart's content.

Outside the field, Yang Shiyu and Xiangbo followed closely, all staring at the two people who were caught in the big battle in the field.

They only knew that Yang Zhentian was very powerful before, but as for how powerful it was, they only had a vague impression.

Now that they have seen it with their own eyes, they understand why Yang Zhentian can be rampant and domineering in the family, and the family has to swallow their anger.

And what surprised them even more was actually Su Heng.

If Yang Zhentian hadn't arrived in time, then the two of them would probably have ......

(Chapter 4!) ）