Although Man Jianghong's attack played a disruptive role, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great to interrupt Binghu's luck. After three lifts, Binghu's skin turned from gray to black, and finally showed a pale blue color, and his two arms were even more enlarged, becoming iron blue, emitting a faint glow.

Iron Arm Miracle!

The Iron Arm Divine Skill Splitting Mountain Style!

This kid actually forced the second child to sacrifice the bottom of the box, Bing Long's face was pale, and he couldn't believe his eyes. This mountain-splitting style is a taboo move that is easy to use, and it is the most powerful kill in the iron arm skill, although it can quickly double the strength of the arms, but it overdraws the potential of the human body, and it takes at least half a month to lie down to get out of bed. Due to the huge cost of power, you can only launch three attacks per turn. If the three blows can't get the opponent, you can only surrender obediently.

In fact, Bing Hu also has a word of suffering.

The opponent is a middle-level warrior, and he shows the empty door so that you, a high-level martial artist, have not been defeated, and you still have the face to wander and fight, right? Only by taking advantage of the fact that you still seem to have the upper hand on the surface, can you save a little face by killing with one blow of thunder. In the future, it is easy to say that when others ask, Lao Tzu has no effort at all.

Bing Leopard also saw some doorways and shouted, "Hit the head!"

This kid's body is a bit weird, and he can be described as extremely strong, so he can't even practice iron head skills. There are many people whose chests are deflated or penetrated and constantly angry, but the head is the head of the Liuyang Leader, and the person who can still live after the head is beaten to pieces has never seen it, and has never heard of it.

Man Jianghong feinted to attack and defend at the beginning, but he was trying to exhaust the opponent's physical strength. Now that the threat of Bing Hu's heavy punches has been greatly reduced, it has turned to a real attack. I believe that after receiving 1,800 punches, even if this Binghu beats King Kong with iron, it will be full of holes.

He also heard Bing Leopard's words, and couldn't help but feel stunned, but his body was in high-speed movement, and it was too late to change direction, so he turned slightly to the left, not wanting to collide with the other party head-on.

Only here did he have a subtle sign of a left flash, and then he saw Bing Hu's left fist hit him from the bottom to the top.

In the process of competing with the gangsters at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, Man Jianghong knows very well about the effective defensive area of the body protection magic skill, the chest is the strongest, the forehead is second, and the arms and thighs are again. And in countless experiments, out of psychological fear, the crotch, eyes, and nose have never been touched, and they don't know how tenacious those places are. The fragility of his crotch and eyes is obvious, his nose is targeted, his nasal bones are thin and brittle, and he is not an elephant, so he doesn't dare to bet that he has an iron nose.

Hey, this product is not a tendon, and it is ready to change its tricks!

Seeing this, he immediately changed to the right to dodge, but saw that the punch swung to the right like a shadow, still smashing the face door from the bottom uppercut. At this time, he had already pounced in front of Bing Hu, and could only forcibly pull the figure of the right flash back to the center, shrink his neck and lower his head, ready to use his forehead to resist this hook.

These subtle adjustments are also a matter of a moment, and in the eyes of the layman, there seems to be no change, and this confrontation is still the same as before, simple, direct, rough, and hard.

However, the moment the two sides made contact, Bing Hu's left hook stopped. He showed an uppercut stance, used a hook move, and finally hit two jabs, and it was a half-cut jab move!

The bright hook punch hit the head because the opponent must have also heard Bing Leopard's reminder and confused him to stop guarding; After pushing the opponent back to the middle, he began to perform the real big kill.

High-level martial artists are close to high-end existence in the martial arts, and it is not for vain to fight one battle after another. His experience, skillful moves, and strong skills are beyond the reach of ordinary samurai. At first, Bing Hu relied on his fists to bully people, but after failing to defeat the other party, he was embarrassed to change his moves because of his identity as a high-level martial artist, which caused the situation that it is difficult to ride a tiger now. Of course, there is a deep trap in this, he thinks that his attack power is strong, but he does not know that the other party has a stronger ability to withstand it.

In the eyes of the layman, it was still Man Jianghong's body that rushed forward and attacked with a punch, but Bing Hu didn't pay attention to it at all, raised his left fist and shook it left and right, but the killing move was to round his right arm and slash it down.

"Huhu" ......

As soon as the wind started, it seemed that an inflated air mass suddenly appeared around Binghu's body, and the air raced to escape.

The thunderbolt was too late, Man Jianghong couldn't close the momentum, and immediately retracted his right fist to the top of his head, and at the same time lowered his body.

"Bang" ......

"Click" ......

Bing Hu's arm struck the opponent's forearm, and the bluestone pavement under Man Jianghong's feet immediately cracked into a spider web, and smoke and dust rose up.

He supported the ground with his left hand and touched the ground with his left knee, his right leg was bent at 90 degrees, and his right arm was raised above his head, as if it had become a sculpture, motionless.

This arm smashed down more than 3,000 kilograms!

The hard bluestone slab blocked Man Jianghong's unloading force like a wall, and although Qingliu barely channeled this huge force into the ground through his body, his whole body was numb and stiff from being shaken.

"Whew", Bing Hu's iron arm smashed down again.

"Wow......" Man Jianghong's throat was sweet and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The stone pavement was dented into a small crater, and the stone debris completely submerged the instep. The old force has not disappeared, and the new force has arrived, and his internal organs have been severely damaged.

"Kill him!" Bing Long shouted in a deep voice. He knew very well that Bing Hu's iron arm skill could only make three strikes, and if he still couldn't do it, the opponent would be quite bad when he counterattacked.

Kill him! Kill him! When a group of minions saw the boss speak, they immediately raised their knives and sticks and started to make noise.

There were eyeballs hanging behind every glass window in the street, but some old people couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and shrank back into the house with muddy tears. Some of the girls involuntarily let out exclamations, but the people around them quickly covered their mouths.

Bing Hu took a step back, jumped up and pounced forward, his right arm like a black lightning bolt, and his power surpassed the first two blows. He believed that even the lotus pedestal of Guanyin Bodhisattva in front of him would be split in half by this arm.

Iron Arm Gong is known for its strength, and Bing Hu is naturally strong, and he does his best to strike at the realm of a high-level martial artist, and the ordinary hall of strength may not be able to do it, and he may not dare to take it hard.

Man Jianghong supported the ground with one hand, knelt on one knee, looked up at all this, and his thinking was dull.

He felt that the passage of time outside suddenly became long and slow, and the changes in his body were like sparks.

It was just a moment, a very short moment, and the old force of more than 4,000 kilograms of force combined with the first two blows passed through the barrier of the skin and muscles, tore through the protective layer formed by the clear stream, and squeezed it towards the tender internal organs. The internal organs seemed to be pressed into a spherical shape at this moment, and the tendons, nerve endings, and capillaries on the arm were torn layer by layer, and the pain like a heart hit in bursts, and boundless darkness flashed in front of his eyes.

Red Lotus's teary eyes, Grandma's smile, Uncle Zhu's reprimand, and Rhubarb's silence......

All the faces flashed from my mind.

......

In late spring and March, the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River. Mixed peanut trees, flocks of warblers flying around. Why is there such a deep nostalgia in the countryside? Whose song is sighing for the wandering soul?

Why do thousands of people seem to be ringing in our ears?

Why is the starry sky low and seems to be leaning over to summon?

......

Is this what it feels like to be on the verge of death?

......

No, I must not fall!

......

A warm, explosive force started from blood, skin, muscles, fat, and internal organs, protruding from every nerve axis, starting from every cell, starting from burning proteins, forming a mighty army, pushing back the thousands of catties of force that had been squeezed over, and then converging into a torrent, surging towards Man Jianghong's right arm.

It was as if a veteran of a hundred battles living in seclusion in the countryside, or with a broken arm or leg, or deaf, silently lifted his rusty weapons when the rivers and mountains were broken, and supported each other with gray hair, and staggered to the place where the beacon fire and wolf smoke.

......

This warm current is clearly the point of light that entered his body on the bank of the Hudu River on that summer night!

The vastness of the light points like a galaxy of light finally entered his body with only a very small part. It was a broken soul, a blood relative, and their eyes were full of admiration, loyalty, love, and hope......

At this moment, his tears rained down!

......

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

With the support of the warm current, Qingliu began to organize a counterattack.

The broken sewing is repaired, and the broken is continued. Wisps of thin cool air burst out from the depths of the musculoskeletal organs and from the depths of the organs, and in the chest cavity, it was like a huge cloud exploding......

......

He seemed to have become the lonely boy sitting on the river embankment again, facing the long sky of the rolling river, lonely and sad, but suddenly he sensed the power of heaven and earth, and gave birth to a lot of pride......

......

A neat inhalation sounded from the street, and all the onlookers thought they had delusional. In a moment, they saw in a trance that the young man's body turned into a skinny skeleton in one moment, the next moment he was as full as a fat man, and the next moment he returned to his original appearance, with tears in his eyes, solemn and solemn, like a god in the clouds.

"Click".

The Poseidon Gang heard the sound of broken arms as they wished, and immediately shouted and shouted, while there were low sighs of varying lengths in the shops and behind the shop windows.

"Whew", a terrible howl came out.

Everyone was staring intently, only to see that Bing Hu was staggering back, and the "iron arm" was twisted at a difficult angle that a normal human body could not do.

Whether it is the Poseidon Gang or the people on the street, their brains can't turn around at this moment, they just quietly stare at it with wide eyes.

Bing Hu can break the beams of the house, bend the steel bar, and break the iron arm of the stone pillar, is it broken like this?

Is this young man still wearing fleshy arms? Are they tougher than crane booms?

In the next moment, Man Jianghong, who was kneeling on one knee, jumped up, grabbed Bing Hu's two arms with his right hand like lightning and twisted them. "Boom, boom", the twisted twist-like cracking sound came out, and the scream of "whoop" sounded again. Then a kick came out with the sound of the wind, and the Binghu sack weighing more than two hundred catties flew up, overwhelming five or six Poseidon Gang thugs.

Bing Long and Bing Leopard came back to their senses, and they went to the front with a sweep of their bodies, only to see Bing Hu vomiting blood and fainting. Even if he is immortal, after his arm is broken, this powerful martial arts will be nullified.

On the other side, Man Jianghong was like a swimming fish lacking oxygen on a rainy day, staggering and staggering around a few times, and then "plopped" and fell to the sky.

It's a loss, it's a terrible loss today!

Bing Long gritted his teeth and threw a murderous glance at one of his men.

The man understood, took a pistol out of his trouser pocket, pulled the bolt and walked over.

"Brother......

With an exclamation, Red Lotus rushed out of the house.

You little girl, you are simply a harmful goblin! Bing Leopard's eyes were cold, and he didn't look at the boss's face, he closed the folding fan and raised it, and a flying needle shot out of the fan, straight into the eyes of the red lotus.

This flying needle is ejected with a machine bracket, and the speed is extremely fast, and it is impossible to defend itself in a short distance, and the weirdness is suddenly better than a pistol.

It's just that a leaf appeared out of thin air!

It appeared without warning, as if it had been hovering there.

A very ordinary camphor leaf, oval shape, green and shiny, exactly the same as the thousands of leaves on this big camphor tree on the street.

The leaf wrapped around the flying needle and bent an arc obliquely, and with a "poof" sound, it pierced the wrist of the pistol, and the pistol was accompanied by a scream of "ahhhh

Honglian didn't know that she had just walked away from the ghost gate, ran to Man Jianghong and squatted down, hugged his head and cried: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Wake up......

A leaf came first, it was faster than the flying needle shot by the plane, and it could control the direction in the air, which was amazing!

The leopard froze as if he had seen a ghost. He knew very well that his steel needle was not only stealthy, but also full of power, and could penetrate an inch-thick wooden board within ten meters, how could it be carried away by a leaf?

"Who?"

It was Bing Long's quick reaction, looking at the big camphor tree, his eyes revealing deep jealousy.

He understood that he was afraid that someone superior was present. Only the palace can release the internal qi and volley the air. However, there are more than 100 people behind him, and it may not be possible to fight, but it is possible to be brave.

He didn't regret it until this moment.

Robbing the chick Red Lotus was originally just a trivial matter, but the result became bigger and bigger, and the situation was completely out of control. The new behemoth in the east was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe, and the hearts of the people in both the town and the gang were fluctuating. In order to teach the young man a lesson, more than a hundred people were dispatched, not only for the sake of face, but also a killing blow to the town, so that those disobedient guys could open their eyes and take a good look at whose world it was.

But now, it seems that the situation is slipping into the abyss......

The eldest brother in the lead shouted, but in exchange for a disdainful silence, he could only hear the leaves rustling in the wind.

Bing Long felt that something was wrong, but it was impossible to stop there, so he made a gesture gloomily, and the three of his men tiptoed towards the big camphor tree.

At this moment, a loud groan came from afar.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your body and name deeply. ”

The voice was clear and flat at first, as if the bright moon was shining on the field, bright and peaceful, and then suddenly saw the dangerous peaks rising abruptly, and the river was magnificent; and saw the sword spirit of Jin Ge's iron horse, but in the end, there was only the sound of empty valley feet, which did not disperse for a long time, and passed away.

The Poseidon Gang is basically composed of gangsters and ruffians, and I don't know a single character in Douda, so I can't understand the subtle artistic conception and heroic feelings of Li Bai's "Chivalrous Journey". But "killing one person in ten steps" is easy to understand, and the voice reveals a grim meaning of slaughter, which makes everyone feel cold in their hearts.

The voice sounded a hundred feet away, but the last sentence reached the ear.