"Dacheng is at its peak, close to perfect military fighting skills?!"

Lin Yue's eyes suddenly lit up.

The move just now is the counterattack move "Aerial Knee Stab" in the military's fighting arts, the momentum is huge and unexpected, and the true power surging in Zou Zichuan's body is also the seventh order of meteors, and the power of this knee front stab is at least about three hundred and fifty kilograms, if it is directly pushed against the person, it will inevitably lead to bone breakage!

If the other party still grabs his shoulder, then this arm will inevitably be broken first!

"I can't see it, I'm still a hard stubble, but this little ability, it's not enough to be a hero!"

Zhao Fenghua's expression was gloomy, his whole spirit changed slightly, and his eyes became extremely sharp, like a fierce beast coming down the mountain to pounce, and he was about to tear the other party to pieces.

His left leg was curled up, and all his strength was concentrated on his right leg, like an arrow off the string.

The tight right leg was followed by a fist, which pierced the air with a sonic boom and nailed it to Zou Zichuan's chest.

Zou Zichuan's face changed, although the incident happened suddenly, he was as calm as usual, his body bowed forward slightly, his hands were blocked in front of his chest, and when Zhao Fenghua's kick came, he twisted his arms that were straight together like lightning and turned them into staggered.

Crossing his arms like a mismatch, he grabbed the opponent's legs from the bottom up, and at the same time pushed upwards between the lightning and flint!

Zhao Fenghua landed in embarrassment and pushed out a few steps.

But then he suddenly kicked the ground, and the whole person shot straight like a cannonball, and hit ten directions with a punch, as if to destroy all laws, the dragon walked and the tiger walked, the body shook, the fist strength was like the Yangtze River surging, the sea was inexhaustible, and the vast fist power swept across the sky.

Zou Zichuan's change of moves was also extremely fast, he used his left leg as a support, the soles of his feet kicked the ground, his heels lifted and rotated inward, and his whole body twisted to the left like a spiral, the whole person seemed to be a spring that was tightened and then bounced open, and his whole body was coordinated, and all the force penetrated his right knee.

The tip of the knee, as the body twisted like a whirlwind, the right knee was raised high and slammed into Zhao Fenghua's chest!

Although the force of this "right knee stab" is not as strong as that of the "Empty Knee Stab", the speed is extremely fast, and it makes a "woo" explosion!

Zhao Fenghua's speed is extremely fast, one style is unsuccessful, and another style is out, the fist is like thunder, the fist is like a frost and cold moon, and the forest is cold, like a cold wind in the cold winter, wandering in the heaven and earth, as if to take away all the vitality between heaven and earth, and the endless vitality of heaven and earth has collapsed inward, as if everything is on the verge of extinction.

A-level low-grade martial arts, Frost Fist!

He moved like electricity, vigorous as a dragon, his feet were a foot above the ground, he was moving forward at great speed, his right arm shook violently, his whole body was shrouded in surging real power, and his breath was fierce and terrifying.

His attacks are like primitive beasts, but with a sense of fierceness, sharpness, and cruelty, and his attacks, although simple, contain the way of beasts.

Simple, sharp, effective!

His fist, with frost, tore out four or five cold rays of light in the void with each grab.

Zou Zichuan raised his hand to block this blow, then raised his hand and smashed it out with a punch, the action was extremely fast, and it was done in one go!

His legs trembled like bowstrings! Hands trembling as if bent by force, ready to explode arrows! The buzzing sound in the air became denser and denser, and finally turned into a muffled thunderous air explosion!

The air exploded, and the surging energy was like a sharp blade, cutting the ground around it to pieces.

The two separated again, Zou Zichuan's back was hit by the tip of his elbow, a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and his forehead was also slightly red and swollen, but there was no injury elsewhere. And Zhao Fenghua's armpit received a fierce and ruthless jab, the ribs seemed to be broken, and the root of the thigh was insidiously hit, and the tight muscles were unbearably sore, numb, and painful, and some couldn't stand, and some staggered!

His eyes were fierce like a hook, as if he wanted to hook out all Zou Zichuan's internal organs.

"You're good, you have a ......"

He pulled out his phone and made a gloomy call.

"Today's matter is not over."

He smiled solemnly, "Boy, you and this woman will be in a dilemma of life and death." ”

"It's really a waste, you have to call a helper if you can't fight a fight, the Han Zhou Zhao family is really declining more and more, but it's an ally of the family, it's not good, Carlos, you help him."

Among the few people sitting quietly at the table, the woman spoke casually.

The bespectacled student nodded, his right hand raised, his fingers fluffed.

A half-palm-sized moon-white wave blade appeared above his palm out of thin air, like a crescent hook, and a cold light flashed behind his glasses, and the student's right hand gently moved forward.

The crescent moon blade suddenly lost its restraints, like an arrow off the string, tearing through the air and letting out a clear roar, shooting towards Zou Zichuan.

And his right hand kept releasing moon-white wave blades, all of which were extremely thin, as fast as electricity, and the screaming sound of cutting through the air could be heard far and near.

The other party suddenly made a move, and one after another wind blades blasted out like lightning, and the agitated wind instantly blew all Zou Zichuan's hair away, and the roots stood upside down.

Although it was a shot without warning, Zou Zichuan, who had already fought a fierce battle and had consumed a lot of physical strength and spirit, couldn't dodge it at all.

Seeing the other party's wind blade getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision, he couldn't help but close his eyes, and the terrifying wind blade even blew the muscles of his face trembled, as if he was slashed by invisible blades.

However, in the next second, the wind and waves were calm.

A wall of fire stood in front of him, blocking the wind blade, and in front of the wall of fire stood a man, red-haired and shawl, his eyes burning like fireworks, like a blazing flame, burning everything in the world.

"Carlos, you'd better not interfere in today's matter."

Su Lin said lightly.

"Surin, are you threatening me?"

Carlos's knife-like eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"That Su Lin of the Su family?"

The red trench coat woman's eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration, and then this discoloration turned into a calm disdain.

"So what?"

Su Lin said calmly.

Carlos' eyes flashed with anger.

"I have long heard that Su Lin of the Su family is the most outstanding genius of the Su family after General Su Changqing, the general of the fire god, I don't know if this is true or not!"

He said coldly.

"You can't do it here, you and I go out to fight!"

He dropped a word, regardless of whether Su Lin agreed or not, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Surin shrugged and raised his leg to follow.

"Hey, this Carlos is a descendant of General Lyman, the most outstanding genius of the Burns family, a wind powerhouse, and his strength should not be underestimated, can you do it."

Tang Zheng grabbed his friend and frowned.

"Don't worry."

Su Lin gave a thumbs up, and then walked out nonchalantly.

"Young Master!"

At this time, seven or eight bodyguards broke in at the door, who didn't look like ordinary people, but like good hands from the military system, showing an iron-blooded and tough style everywhere.

"Abolish him for me!"

Zhao Fenghua shouted violently and pointed at Zou Zichuan.

When seven or eight big men heard this, they all drew out their batons and pounced on Zou Zichuan.

Seven or eight people stomped the solid floor, only to feel a slight tremble, wisps of smoke, and the bodies of these people were like tigers flying down from the cliff, and in an instant, they narrowed the distance between them and Zou Zichuan, and hit him who was gasping for breath with his head bowed.

Some of the batons hit him in the jaw, and some were close to the body and attacked the base of his thigh, these people were obviously good fighters, and their shots were extremely ruthless, and the sound of breaking the air screamed.

"Get out of here!"

A violent palm knife was like a golden lightning, cutting through the air, and even the surrounding air was slightly distorted, and it rushed directly towards them with an incomparable force, with a terrifying sound!

Tang Zheng made a move!

At that moment just now, his body sank, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, leaving a sharp wind whistle in the air.

Every punch is struck with a vibrating air and an explosion! That's why he's throwing punches so fast that they're tearing through the air!

Countless palm shadows flickered in the air, leaving behind bursts of air agitation, the air vibrating, and a sharp wind whistle pierced people's eardrums to swell, and the pain was unbearable.

Lin Yue was on the side, and did not participate in the battle, although these bodyguards were good fighters and cooperated tacitly, but with Tang Zheng's strength, it was enough to deal with them.

What he was wary of in his heart was the middle-aged man who had been silent behind the woman.

Although the other party did not show his breath, he could see that the other party was powerful, because the big man was actually not very strong, but the skeleton was very large, and the muscles hidden in the black clothes were not very strong - there were not many people in this world who knew more about muscle power than him, and he could see at a glance that the big man's bones were strong, and the muscles under the clothes should not be thick, and in summary, this big man was a natural melee hand.

"Miss Cai, I swept away your sex today, and Fenghua is here to make amends!"

Zhao Fenghua said to the woman in red with a gloomy face.

"Zhao Jun, I have seen your intentions these days, I am very satisfied, today's matter, these two ants are not sensible."

The woman dropped a sentence lightly, and the breeze that passed through the hall blew the hem of her trench coat, revealing the pair of straight and tender calves, which were extremely pleasing to the eye, but the words she said were extremely cold.

She looked at the stalemate and frowned.

"Uncle Zeng, help Mr. Zhao and solve it quickly."

The man answered, took a step forward, and the marble under his feet quietly collapsed and shattered.

But then he found that there was an evil young man with a slender figure and sunglasses in front of him.

"Sorry, it's not going to work."

The young man grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

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