Chapter 327 Like When I Was 7 Years Old

The air in the room seemed to be dead, and after the syllogism of the Seven Flail Society, Zhang Yinyuan had completely fallen into a state of bewilderment, he was not articulate in the first place, at this moment, in the speech of the Seven Flail Society, which was absolutely not in line with his tall and honest appearance, the power was completely out of power, and he could only watch blankly as the moonlight on the man whose body was half illuminated by the moonlight gradually faded, and the darkness enveloped the tall voice little by little. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Goo." In the sound of swallowing gently, the Seven Flails Society drank the tea in the cup, gently put down the teacup, and the moment the moonlight completely fell from his cheeks, Zhang Yinyuan's heart jumped suddenly, and the corners of the Seven Flail Society's mouth suddenly showed a strange smile, and with a snort, the huge body suddenly stood up.

"Haha! What are you thinking? It's just a casual thing I said! Don't take it to heart, since you can come to this era, then! As you said, if you are not willing to watch the future that the world describes to you, then change it! Fire rock. Flint! Follow me! I can't wait to fight you! Last time I was at the bar, I couldn't have enough fun! To accept my teachings, first come and talk to my fist! Ha ha! ”

As he spoke, the Seven Flail Society shook his hand at Zhang Yinyuan, pushed open the paper door beside him, and suddenly, a piece of flat land appeared behind the door, which was a rare empty courtyard in this island country with tight land resources.

The moment the words landed, and he didn't look at Zhang Yinyuan's face, the Seven Flails Society had already walked into the courtyard, one palm was straight into a claw, and the other hand was a fist, smashing heavily on the palm standing on his chest, making a loud sound of flesh and skin, and tilting his head at Zhang Yinyuan.

"Come on! Flint! ”

“。。。。。 All right! (The Seven Flails Society...) YOU END ... Zhang Yinyuan couldn't help but be silent, stood up expressionlessly, the words of the Seven Flail Society just under the shroud of the moon, word by word, but like a heavy boulder, fell heavily on his heart, pulling the tips of his heart are trembling, his eyes couldn't help but have a moment of gloom, but in a flash, stepped into the courtyard, looked at the Seven Flails Society, the corners of his mouth tried to go up, and forced a smile.

"So, be careful!"

"Whew!" As soon as the words fell, there was a whistling in the air, and the whole person of the Seven Flails Society staggered his feet, and in the bright moonlight, like a silver lightning, he grabbed a large distance in the blink of an eye, and was only less than two meters away from Zhang Yinyuan.

The arrow stepped out of the fist, the arm drove the air, like a whip in the air, in the continuous crisp sound, the huge fist expanded rapidly in Zhang Yinyuan's eyes, the face of the Seven Flail Society was solemn, and the fist of the right hand pierced Zhang Yinyuan's chest.

'Standard Hammering'

(And that's it!) Super fast start! The corners of Zhang Yinyuan's eyes twitched, and to be honest, even if the Seven Flail Society said hello before making a move, the sudden punch and the speed of the shot like thunder still made Zhang Yinyuan feel caught off guard.

"Boom!" The crimson light shield suddenly rose up from in front of Zhang Yinyuan's body, and directly turned into a thin red light curtain the moment before the huge fist of the Seven Flail Society hit his chest, isolating the two, and in the next moment, in the deafening roar, layers of ripples splashed on the mana shield constructed by Zhang Yinyuan, and the mana of the big canopy and the fist strength of the Seven Flail Society were extinguished each other.

After using the mana shield to withstand the first thunderous assault of the Seven Flail Society, Zhang Yinyuan quickly entered the combat state, five fingers and one finger, the violently fluctuating mana shield exploded directly, with a scorching airflow, and the huge power under Zhang Yinyuan's control, instead of releasing a large amount of energy in a radial form as the usual explosion, it formed a huge fan-shaped surface in front of Zhang Yinyuan's body, and the layers of power rushed towards the Seven Flails Society.

"Ha~" With a chuckle, the Seven Flails Society then stepped back with the reaction force of Zhang Yinyuan's shield, one foot and one step, extremely coherent, and the body instantly moved back one meter, with a flexibility that did not match his tall body, just avoiding the violent explosion caused by the attack on the mana shield.

At the same time, the moment the distance between the two widened, he kicked Zhang Yinyuan's chin, and his thick legs drove the wind and violently pushed up.

Facing the kick of the Seven Flails Society, which is comparable to the waist thickness of the legs with the cold wind pressure, Zhang Yinyuan subconsciously put his hands outward, trying to resist, his arm just stretched out, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked, seeing that the kick of the Seven Flail Society kicked the air whirring, he ignored the inertia at the moment of collision with his palm, and only stepped on it in the air, and then took it back, and couldn't help but secretly scream.

"Roar!" In the huge roar, the Seven Flails Society stepped on a cushion, and the whole person smashed towards Zhang Yinyuan at this short distance of two meters, like a boulder rolling down from the mountain, in the huge impact and visual impact, the Seven Flail Society mobilized the strength of the whole body, and every muscle exploded with huge power, and a green arm with exposed muscles was raised high, drawing an exaggerated arc in mid-air, as if grabbing a sledgehammer and smashing it down against Zhang Yinyuan.

'Sledgehammer'!

This seems to be really carrying a huge hammer knocked down a punch, combined with the already huge body of the Seven Flail Society, the sudden burst of power and might, Zhang Yinyuan has an illusion that he can't resist hard and wants to retreat, but at this time, Zhang Yinyuan's two hands are stretching out in order to block a false move that the Seven Flail Society just kicked, even if he wants to carry it, where is the opportunity to block?

(Horse eggs.) GG。。。 ）

I can only do my best to shrink back, and my arms are crooked on the stage, wanting to protect my head, not to fight back, just to carry this blow, but I also know in my heart that with the urine of these fighters, this is obviously coming to the head, a punch full of malice, and the resistance I made in a hurry is obviously useless.

"Bang!" Zhang Yinyuan finally protected his head with two hands at the last moment, but then the power loaded on his arm was directly defeated by the Seven Flails Society, and in the huge potential energy, Zhang Yinyuan's hands were sore, and the bones were soft, and the 'sledgehammer' that the Seven Flail Society blasted from top to bottom smashed on Zhang Yinyuan's head through the two palms.

"Buzz~" Zhang Yinyuan's ears rang, the world in front of him was spinning, and he didn't have time to make any movements, only to see a huge figure pounce, and immediately, in the stormy fists and feet, it was just an instant, and the whole body didn't know how many punches, and in the familiar sense of sluggishness, there was a deafening roar, like the howl of a beast! In the next second, a huge fist with a dazzling brilliance, a strong breath like fire, a fist as big as a bowl stopped at the tip of Zhang Yinyuan's nose less than half an inch, this is an unbelievably thick fist, the thick bone joints and thick phalanges support the powerful muscles on this fist, one by one the blood vessels push up the skin, burst onto it, and the slight trembling transmits to Zhang Yinyuan the huge power contained in this fist, and even Zhang Yinyuan feels that his breath is sprayed on the hot air reflected on the fist!

"Whew... Call... Call... With a gasp, the Seven Flails Society slowly withdrew its fists, stood up straight, and skimmed Zhang Yinyuan, who was a little twitchy.

"You didn't use the power of your fire, I can feel it ... But, as I did tell you, your fighting ability is really poor! It's not that you can't exert two or three parts of your strength, in my eyes, you don't even play half of your own strength! ”

"Uhhh

"Humph! The control of one's own power is not as good as that of ordinary people! Do you really know how powerful a punch is? There is no prejudgment of the enemy at all! There is zero disguise of combat intentions! The steps are vain, the body is stiff, and the reaction is slow. ”

The Seven Flails Society pondered for a moment, and then made an evaluation.

"Well, your fighting abilities are like when I was 7 years old..."

“。。。。 Oh... ”

(Horse eggs...) Lao Tzu's melee combat is very fierce if you don't compare with you martial artists... ）