Zhang Dashan's iron mountain leans, and the strength of the strength bursts violently, which is not inferior to Li Shuwen, and even surpasses it. The moment he hit the iron door of the dormitory.

"Boom!" There was a bang, and the iron door of the dormitory collapsed in the middle in an instant as if it had been hit by a speeding car, and the two boys who were hiding behind the iron door and were about to sneak attack looked at the iron door dented in, and were stunned for a moment, and then reacted and wanted to escape.

Zhang Dashan's talent for technical attack is terrifyingly strong, and his quick reaction is even more like a rabbit falling like a rabbit, lightning and thunder, where will let them get away safely! I saw him leaning his back against the iron door, twisting his waist violently, his spine was retracted and released, and a strong spiral energy erupted from his body, and the cold hairs on his arms suddenly stood up, goosebumps rolled to the ground, and the pores of his sweat glands were instantly locked.

Zhang Dashan used his arm as a gun, and turned his hand into a knife, the muscles on his arm bounced up, and the knots were knotted, strong and powerful, like an old rattan twisted, and a python lying horizontally, glowing with bronze light, like a hammered iron cast bronze gun, brazenly pounding on the iron door.

Iron Arm King Kong Hammer! Strength is strong and fierce, practice to the highest level, can really open the stele crack stone, kill the tiger, is the secret skill of the ancient temple not transmitted, if it is not for Zhang Dashan's Tianzong capital, pure heart, will not be taught.

The iron door of the dormitory was hit by Zhang Dashan's King Kong hammer, like a piece of paper, and flew out violently, hitting the iron bed inside, making a creaking sound of steel colliding, and then slid down. At the same time, the screams of killing pigs rang out from behind the iron gates.

When the iron gate flew upside down, it not only knocked them away, but also broke their hands. The heavy iron door pressed against them, and they had broken hands, where could they get up.

"Fat man, call Professor Liang of the Chinese Department, and say that something happened to 619, and then notify the school medical office to carry people." Zhang Dashan commanded in a deep voice.

"Something big is going to happen!" The fat man who followed behind to watch the excitement was excited, and hurriedly took out the mobile phone in his pocket to make a call.

In the scream, Zhang Dashan's face sank like water, and he walked into the bedroom step by step, his delicate face was as if it had been chiseled by a knife and axe, with sharp edges and corners.

"Get out!" When he arrived at the iron gate, Zhang Dashan shouted, raised his left foot, and with a slight hook, the heavy iron door was lifted up at once.

"Get out now!" As soon as the iron door was lifted, the bun curled like a pardon, and immediately got up, dragged his soft hand, and ran out with a smoke, the speed was terrifying, as if there was a ghost chasing behind.

Just now, they bore the brunt of it and saw Zhang Dashan's terrifying power. And they have been together all the year round, so they naturally know very well that Wang Xingwu is definitely not his opponent, but Zhang Dashan is by his side, how dare the two of them who have been frightened dare to remind him.

As soon as the two left, Zhang Dashan saw Lin Feng lying on the ground and being trampled on his head, his face facing him.

It turned out that Junlang's face was swollen, covered with red slap prints, a long cut was opened on his forehead, blood was gurgling down, half of his face was covered with plasma, and the other half of his face was stuck with a hot cigarette butt, and there was green smoke, even if he was so far away, Zhang Dashan still smelled a smell of burnt meat.

He saw Wang Hai who was trampled on the neck again, this honest and cowardly boy. He clutched his head tightly, his body shrunk into a ball, his thin body shaking like sifting sugar, obviously terrified.

Seeing the three invincible boys in the dormitory, Zhang Dashan's anger suddenly rushed up again: "Chen Xian, Wang Meng, Liu Gang!"

"Yo, Zhang Dashan, do you dare to come back?" Chen Xian, who stepped on Lin Feng, had a strange yin and yang spirit.

"Little bastard, aren't you very arrogant in the morning? You dare to report us? Fuck you! You can also take care of Lao Tzu's affairs?" Wang Meng, who stepped on Wang Hai, was even more arrogant.

"Little bastard, if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you this time, Lao Tzu won't be called the Three Youths of Star City in the future!" Liu Gang was even more fierce.

"It's just a piece of rubbish. Zhang Dashan sneered, his left foot flew out and kicked on the iron gate underground, and the iron gate weighing more than 100 catties suddenly rose into the air and smashed towards Wang Meng and the others.

Wang Meng's eyes narrowed suddenly! As the head of the three youths, he naturally knew the power contained in this blow, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He has lived in a high-rise mansion since he was a child, what kind of master has he never seen? How can he take Zhang Dashan in his eyes.

Wang Meng sank his waist and tied his horse, his feet were staggered, his hands were pressed on his sides, and he didn't dodge, so he put on an authentic troop shelf, ready to resist hard.

Seeing the iron gate flying quickly, it was about to smash on Wang Meng's body, at this time, Wang Xingwu, who was standing behind them, was like a dexterous ape, and quickly rushed out to block Wang Meng's front, and his left arm was in the air, making a horizontal shelf, such as a beam in the air, blocking the iron door that was flying quickly, his right hand clenched his fist, the fist bones were flat, and the bone joints were wide, showing the deep kung fu of the sun and the moon, and he quickly smashed it and bombarded the iron door.

"Hum!" The iron door let out a dull echo, and it was blocked by Wang Xingwu, and there was a clear fist mark on the iron door, which was drenched in sweat.

"Meng Shao, the little brother is too late to save the driver, I'm sorry!" Having said this, Wang Xingwu did not have an embarrassed look on his face, but smiled and was slightly trivial.

Just this hand, at the moment of the last moment, from the strength of the jump, to the cross arm beam, and then to the iron fist straight smash, it is really a rabbit up and down, like flowing clouds and flowing water in one go, it is impossible to do it without more than ten years of hard training.

"Wang Xingwu, good kung fu!" Wang Meng reacted at this time and praised loudly. For Wang Xingwu's kung fu, he is extremely relieved, otherwise he would not have looked for him to support the field.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one, let alone a top figure like Zhang Dashan. Only this time, Zhang Dashan saw Wang Xingwu's kung fu realm - Ming Jin Dacheng, two years away from the peak.

Ming Jin's kung fu, if it is placed in modern society, it is also a great master who can open a museum to accept apprentices, after all, even the kung fu superstar of the year, Bruce Lee, who is popular all over the world, is just the peak of Ming Jin.

But in the ancient temple in the deep mountains where he learned his art, Ming Jin Dacheng was only a babbling toddler, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fight skills, so how could he be taken into account by Zhang Dashan.

Wang Xingwu was praised by Wang Meng, and his smugness was even greater, and he had just received Zhang Dashan's "angry blow", thinking that he had already touched his bottom very clearly, so he was even more fearless.

"Little bastard, look for death!" He thought he had figured out Zhang Dashan's skills, and he could still hold it.

Wang Xingwu jumped like thunder, his left leg bent abruptly, his right leg stepped forward, the soles of his feet exerted force, and a bullet body rose into the air, like a praying mantis jumping high and prey. The left arm was picked up like a big axe, the palm of the hand was close together like a knife, and it slashed horizontally towards Zhang Dashan's head, and the right arm was horizontal in front of his chest like the front paws of a praying mantis, protecting the vital points of the whole body, ready to strike a thunderous blow at any time.

This time it rose into the air, fast and brave, ruthless and changeable, making the arm of the mantis fist like an axe and a knife in the palm of the hand. In this hand alone, there are three extremely vicious changes, axe slashing, hand knife, and leg kick. Not to mention ordinary people, even if the Lian family is hit by it, they are either dead or disabled, and there is no possibility of being good. Moreover, Wang Xingwu jumped from a high altitude and swooped in the air, which increased his power by a few points.

Wang Xingwu was angry at this time, and he simply used the highest level in his life, and vividly interpreted the ruthlessness and one-hit killing of the mantis fist.

In the face of his angry blow, Zhang Dashan looked casual and calm as if he was walking in his own yard, and commented: "The shape is similar but the god is different, the strength is rigid and the intention is poor, it is in vain, and it is vulnerable." It's a pity that the good reputation of mantis boxing!" After speaking, he shook his head, as if he was very sorry.

"Don't take off, don't turn around, don't turn your back, you don't know the basic principles of these techniques? Or are you so arrogant that you don't take me seriously at all?" Zhang Dashan spoke quickly, like a cannon, fast and urgent.

His tone was fast, and Wang Xingwu's fist was even more urgent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xingwu's arm axe had already reached the top of Zhang Dashan's head, and his hair was blown out with fierce and fierce energy! Just a moment ago, Zhang Dashan was still talking casually and calmly, and when he was about to get to the moment he was full of energy, Zhang Dashan was like a cat that had been stepped on with a sore foot! The vertebrae shrank violently! The goosebumps all over his body suddenly bulged, and the hairs on his body stood on end! Moreover, Zhang Dashan's hair stood up and stood upright on his head like electricity. This scene is a true portrayal of the angry crown.

"The muscles and bones are loose, the fur is attacked, the kung fu is in the tip, and the vigorous spray is like a needle!" Wang Xingwu saw this scene in the air, like seeing a ghost, his heart was horrified, and it was like stepping into a snake's nest with bare feet, only to feel that his scalp was numb, and he didn't want to think about it, so he wanted to twist his body back. However, he is old and his strength has come to an end, with his kung fu realm that is not at the peak of Ming Jin, how can he send and receive it in his heart and stop?

As the saying goes, there is no turning back when the bow is opened, as long as the kung fu does not reach the state of sending and receiving in the heart, the strength sent out will definitely not be recovered. No matter how bitter Wang Xingwu was in his heart, the axe-shaped chopping force still slashed down on Zhang Dashan's head, but the hand knife in front of his chest and the vicious back hand hidden behind this style did not dare to use it anyway.

Kung fu into the tip, vigorous spray like a needle. This is a sign of the great consummation of dark energy and the transformation of kung fu. He is still a few years away from even the peak of Ming Jin, and he still dares to get an axe in front of the Sect Master of Huajin? Isn't that looking for death!