As soon as the connoisseur stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

Ah Xiong took two steps back and looked Feng Ziyu up and down, although he couldn't see where this young man's strength went, but one thing was certain, if he fought with bare hands, he might not be an opponent.

With a sinister smile on his face, Ah Xiong quickly untied a cloth bag from his waist.

Hula hoop?

The crowd of onlookers was also confused by Ah Xiong's strange behavior, it turned out that there were more than a dozen metal iron rings in the sturdy cloth bag, and Ah Xiong put them all on his arms.

"Come on, boy, it's a warm-up just now, from now on, brother and you play for real. ”

After Ah Xiong put on a posture, his arms shook suddenly, and the iron rings on his arms suddenly collided violently, and he exhaled suddenly in his mouth, and he broke off with a sigh!

Then he suddenly took a few big steps forward, leaned his body slightly, his right arm straightened in an instant, and with a snort, he "rushed" towards Feng Ziyu fiercely!

That's right, it's just the word "channeling", he has an iron ring on his arm, plus the original majestic strength, so if he throws it down, with his kung fu, even the stone slab can crack!

Even from afar, many people heard the rapid sound of the wind when he was throwing his arms!

At this time, everyone came to their senses, it turned out that this iron ring was just like a finger tiger, all to increase the lethality of the fist, looking at the strength of this punch, if it hit the head of ordinary people, I am afraid that it would be life-threatening, but everyone saw Feng Ziyu lightly let go.

The reason why everyone is so sure is not without reason, because under Ah Xiong's next series of fierce attacks, Feng Ziyu is like a leaf drifting in the wind, without the slightest strength, no matter how fierce the opponent's fist is, it seems that all of them have hit the air.

With a contemptuous sneer on the corner of Feng Ziyu's mouth, he mocked while dodging:

"That's all you need?"

Ah Xiong's face was pale, no matter how heavy the iron fist was, he had to hit the other party, and he couldn't help but say angrily when he heard this:

"There's a kind of you punching me!"

"As you wish, that's what you said, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

When the words fell, he smashed another punch, but this time Feng Ziyu didn't dodge again, but just stood still.

Except for Yang Zhi, Cai Jing, and Feng Bin, who had seen Feng Ziyu's majesty, everyone else was not optimistic about Feng Ziyu's behavior of hitting a stone with an egg, after all, the difference between the two was too far in terms of his figure and strength.

However, time couldn't help them talk too much, everyone was staring closely, and before they could react, they only felt a flash in front of them... Then the two arms gradually solidify.

Those two arms were so thick that they almost covered Feng Ziyu's entire head, but the few centimeters between them and his head could no longer be inched.

As the owner of the fist, Ah Xiong's face at this time was like a ripe peach, red, but this was not because of the pointing and pointing of the people around him, but because of all his strength.

"This is the power you are proud of? ”

Feng Ziyu's two palms of different proportions from Ah Xiong were held separately, and when the words fell, they folded down!

"Click!"

The crisp sound of broken bones sounded, accompanied by Ah Xiong's screams.

And Feng Ziyu was unforgiving, and kicked out violently, kicking Ah Xiong, a Mi Jiu big man, into the air.

"Bang dang... Bang dang ......"

The iron rings on Ah Xiong's arms all fell off, making a heavy sound.

In the incredible eyes of everyone, Ah Biao's body flew out four or five meters in the air and smashed in front of Du Haiping and others.

"Ah Xiong, are you alright? ”

Du Haiping's face changed slightly.

This is the number one ace fighter under his hands, and today he was defeated by a young man?

Ah Xiong felt as if he had been hit by a motorcycle, his five organs and six lungs were displaced, and he tried to struggle to stand up, but he was only halfway up, but his face changed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

"Impossible......"

Ah Xiong didn't seem to be aware, letting the blood at the corner of his mouth drip on the collar, but his eyes were staring at Feng Ziyu.

The kind of boxing he practiced is called iron line boxing, also called Hongjia iron line boxing, strong and strong, each increase in two rings is a qualitative improvement, when he went down the mountain, his master told him that as long as he practiced to the sixteenth ring, basically no one will be his opponent.

The fact is also true, when he practiced to the Ten Rings, even some well-known descendants of the Jianghu sect were not his opponents. Now I can't see it

"Good, good. ”

The muscles on Du Haiping's face twitched involuntarily, and he was furious in his heart, it was no longer as simple as avenging Yue Zhuoqun. Even he felt his face was dull.

He waved violently at the group of big men behind him:

"Why are you still stunned, come up with me, and say hello to death!"

The dozen or so strong men in black standing behind him looked at each other, nodded, and pounced together.

Can you fight again? Can one person top a dozen people?

When the people around saw this posture, they consciously hid far away, leaving Feng Ziyu standing there alone, facing more than a dozen wolf-like men.

"Look for death. ”

Feng Ziyu snorted coldly, and suddenly his body moved, rushing into the encirclement of the black-clothed men like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

He also had hundreds of pounds of strength with his physical fists and kicks alone, and coupled with his speed far beyond ordinary people, the man in black didn't even have a chance to get close to him.

In less than a minute, there was a moaning crowd lying under the scraps of food, holding their hands or feet and howling loudly.

Feng Ziyu showed no mercy to these non-hosts who challenged him, and almost everyone's hands or feet were discounted by him.

In everyone's incredible eyes, Feng Ziyu stepped over the big man, walked straight to Du Haiping and Yue Zhuoqun, and said:

"You two figure out where you want to be interrupted. ”

Unlike Yue Zhuoqun, who collapsed on the ground in fear, Du Haiping was still calm, but his face was not so good-looking.

He really didn't expect that more than a dozen of his right-hand men couldn't even beat one of them. This kid's skills are really terrifying, even more powerful than the "Double Flower Red Stick" he has ever seen.

But he is worthy of being a big man, and he can still suppress his anger at this time, and said quietly:

"Little brother, I Du someone admitted to this matter today, but don't deceive people too much, no one in this demon dares not to sell me Du Haiping's thin noodles. ”