Liu Yan knew that the lifters of the Qi cultivation line often had a special set of signal signs when they contacted their companions. The logo itself is simple, but it requires strong internal skills to issue and recognize. When Li Songhuang was dying, he planned to use the last internal force to release it flickeringly and send out a warning signal, but after all, his physical strength was close to zero, not only did he not express it accurately, but he was put on the pulse by Liu Yan to find out the law.

All he had to do now was to run downstairs as soon as possible, ready to ambush Zuo Kunlun or the other two branch leaders who came to reinforce him. There were also about thirty or forty ordinary people gathered downstairs, most of them were very strong, and they were armed, and even had a certain number of guns, but this was not a problem for him, his physical strength was recovering rapidly, but the soreness in his whole body had not completely subsided, if he did not get a considerable period of repair, it was really dangerous to rush to meet Zuo Kunlun.

Liu Yan pushed open the door and breathed as he breathed, he could imagine that a few machetes or even a few bullets were about to hit his chest. But what came in front of him was a male body in camouflage uniform, Liu Yan didn't want to think about it, he held it up, and the reason why he didn't kick him away was to use him as a shield first. Liu Yan restrained the person's acupoint, and then retreated to see who it was, so as not to take the opportunity to sneak attack the person who pretended to be a victim. But when he soon found out that this was just a security guard and thug downstairs, another equally sturdy body flew over like an arhat, he glanced through the gap in his torso, and had already seen Shan Juejin hiding under a computer desk under the cover of Bi Hangang, like a frightened deer, only trembling, and the other dozen strong men seemed to have encountered the fierce revenge of elephants, one by one by two huge palms, grabbed and thrown, collided with each other in mid-air, screamed and fell to all corners, The roar of rage, like that of a wild boar or a giant bear, was enough to tear the hearts of ordinary people. Liu Yan hurriedly left the security guard in his hand, and was about to step up when he mustered up all his strength, but he seemed to be a step late, the owner of the hands had already shown his incredibly huge physique after roaring and knocking down many people's large wood, and rushed to Liu Yan's eyes in an instant with the help of the fierce advance of the thunderous army, Liu Yan only felt that he was hit hard in the chest by a moving mountain, and he was suddenly dizzy, his heart was surging, he rolled in the air a few times, slammed into a storage room, and the door was smashed into pieces. Liu Yan struggled to stand up, but saw that a new door appeared at the door, as if it had appeared intact: an iron tower-like body was pressed against the door, only to the Adam's apple, and the height of this person was at least two meters or more.

Only then did Liu Yan take a closer look, it was a tattered gray monk's robe, which had been torn to pieces, revealing the almost perfect large muscles inside, intertwined like withered vines and old trees, with calluses on the hands and feet, emitting a dark wild color and a terrifying aura ready to attack. The man leaned down and poked his bull-sized head in, shattering the walls he touched like foam. I saw that the head was almost unplanted, and there were strange blue coats of arms tattooed next to the ears, more than a dozen different shades, but at first glance, they were crisscrossed by scars left by sharp weapons, and they were terrifying. His complexion was lighter than that of other parts, but it was still much darker brown than ordinary people, his facial features showed a compromise between black and yellow, his thick lips turned up, the bridge of his nose was high and erect, and a pair of eyes full of violence and hatred written like copper bells were squeezed and protruding by two of the deepest and widest scars, which it was difficult for people with poor imagination to depict such a face even if they had nightmares.

Liu Yan felt that he had miscalculated, and planned to use Li Songhuang to lure out Zuo Kunlun, which was the closest to here, but he didn't expect him to arrive so quickly, not only was he not ambushed, but he was also waiting for work, and he almost won the battle. And even if he recovers completely, it will be difficult for him to compare physically to the fierce and wild monster in front of him.

"You ......" Liu Yan wanted to accumulate strength while asking questions that were incomprehensible and impossible to get answers to delay time. But Zuo Kunlun was violent and cold by nature, and he was not interested in his identity, and as soon as Liu Yan's word "you" came out, he pressed it down with a strong wind and lightning punch.

Liu Yan landed on his feet a little, the rabbit fell, and he used all his strength to spin and unload the force around, and then took advantage of the momentum in the air to swing downward. This is the stunt he has learned and now sells Li Songhuang, although the degree of sophistication is different, but the internal strength is especially strong, Zuo Kunlun is born with divine power, and it is not difficult to block this false split at such a close distance, but he was shocked by his friend Li Songhuang's air knife, and he hurriedly moved backwards, which can be avoided. It was not easy for Liu Yan to see that his burly body could still dodge in time, and the degree of caution was also commendable. This avoidance gave him the opportunity to repair, and when he landed, he used the "jack drop" to stand firmly, and then stepped up to ride the whale, stepped back and straddled the tiger, and turned sideways to the left Kunlun. Zuo Kunlun could not give full play to his greatest advantage in such a close battle, so he opened and closed widely, slapped Liu Yan with great strength, and struck with great speed. Liu Yan only felt as if he was standing on the shore and looked up to see the waves of the tsunami stacked high and pressed down on all sides. He moved like a rabbit, like a flocculent wind, like a Pingling crossing, and always adopted the method of swimming and fighting, inserting and weaving in the gap, so that he was not seriously injured. But this is not sure who will be dragged down in the end, Liu Yan often takes care of the speed, it is difficult to have time to fatal injury Zuo Kunlun, and Zuo Kunlun is naturally quite energetic, if you want to drag him to exhaustion, you can't do it for a while.

Although Liu Yan used the ordinary boxing techniques used by ordinary martial arts practitioners, this ordinary boxing technique was vividly interpreted by the superhuman physical strength of the person who lifted the ban, and the power increased sharply dozens of times. Zuo Kunlun's hands are sometimes like a snake's mouth, sometimes like a bear's paw or a tiger's claw, and the reinforced concrete everywhere he goes is as devastating as if it were made of paper. One is like a pan flowing clouds, the other is like a lonely pine, the scene is indescribably intense, the wind and tiger in the whole floor, the light and shadow are staggered, the roar is the mountain collapse, the wind and clouds change color, the wall skin is smashed open by the hot fist wind, and almost the whole building is crumbling. Liu Yan jumped up suddenly, Zuo Kunlun only felt that he threw out a ball of fire, and his eyes almost had the illusion that they were about to be burned, and he hurriedly dodged a few steps, and at the same time realized: Isn't this An Hongbo's fire palm? Ice Flame Shengang has learned a half-baked, but he is the only one who has obtained the true biography of his cousin An Hongyu! Who the hell is this kid?

Although Zuo Kunlun had the upper hand, he also suffered a few injuries, but fortunately, his skin was rough and thick, and there was no bloodshed, but he knew that it was not good to drag it on, and he was a little impatient, so he suddenly shouted, his fists were hugged and fell down, and all the window panes fell off completely into the air like the parts of the building before they were all shattered, Liu Yan was stunned, his body acted before his consciousness, his arms were crossed above his head, and he only felt an indescribable pain in his knees, his legs had broken through the floor tiles, and there was a muffled sound below, and the cement between the two floors was completely smashed, Liu Yan fell down with the main chandelier on the roof of the next floor. Zuo Kunlun saw that it was difficult for him to immediately turn into a favorable position, so he jumped and his heavy feet fell to Liu Yan's chest and abdomen. If Liu Yan took this blow head-on, most of the internal organs would be broken pieces, and he would not have the ability to cross his arms to block the next impact, if it was expected, Liu Yan's two arms would have been broken.

And just when Liu Yan was about to smash into the sea of fire with the chandelier, he desperately used a chandelier on his forehead, generating a strong rush up, and his toes shot straight into his left ear like a black lightning. Zuo Kunlun couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw that his head was covered with blood and his face was extremely hideous, obviously planning to die together. But he quickly stabilized his emotions, what was he afraid of? He is loyal to the whole line, loyal to An Hongyu for nearly three hundred years, nearly a thousand battles, and has never been timid to retreat at all. These are all fragments that pass through my mind in an instant, in addition to amazement, regret, calmness, but also some regrets: at the beginning, he knew that the other party had killed Li Songhuang, even if he used conspiracy and tricks, he was by no means a general, he still underestimated the enemy, this kid has extremely rich combat experience, is a veteran of ambush warfare, but he is unknown, he didn't know that there are such killers in the world in addition to Wumen, he was extremely calm to judge his general punching ideas under the premise that his strength and tricks are not as good as his own, and then at the moment when the two of them were infinitely close, at the moment when he thought he was sure of victory, he did his best to condense his feet and kick into his ears, and if he hit him, he would definitely die, but when his consciousness was almost blurred and his face was bloody, he saw that he had a fatal injury to the ear covered by a blue tattoo. It was left over 270 years ago during a major assassination mission to the Western Hemisphere, and if it was hit hard in the ear by the person who lifted the ban, it would kill him instantly, so he covered it up with a tattoo. Maybe they will die together, and this kid won't take advantage of any real benefits, but he is really a natural fighting genius......