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The pair of big hands of the high-level martial monarch had already grabbed the peacock's left hand and neck respectively, while the long sword in her right hand was entangled by the one-handed hook of the middle-level martial monarch, and she couldn't defend back in a hurry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Little beauty, you should be obedient, your Uncle Xiong Yang will definitely love you well. The high-ranking martial artist smiled lewdly, and his hands were already close to the peacock's body.

The peacock's beautiful eyes were already filled with tears of shame and humiliation, and as soon as the silver teeth were bitten, he was ready to fight desperately, even if he died, he could not let this lewd thief humiliate his innocence.

At this moment, a figure suddenly passed by her, and at the same time, a clear voice sounded.

"Xiong Yang, look at your bear-like appearance, get out of here!"

Long Tian was like a bolt of lightning, instantly rushing to the middle of the peacock and Xiong Yang, and before the words fell, the fist that lingered with anger had already slammed into Xiong Yang's face.

Xiong Yang was startled, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating or dodging, his right hand turned into a fist, and he actually met Long Tian's fist in an instant, attacking against each other.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the fists of the two slammed together, and the violent force shook the space as if it trembled, and under the huge counter-shock force, Long Tian and Xiong Yang both retreated back again and again.

In the process of retreating, Long Tian only felt that his arm was numb for a while, and his hand bones were in sharp pain, and his fists became red, as if the punch just now had hit the steel plate.

There was already a hint of surprise in Long Tian's eyes, what kind of exercise did this guy cultivate? What a lot of strength, what a hard fist!

Stabilizing his figure, Long Tian finally saw Xiong Yang's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but be stunned at the moment:, this guy really didn't have the wrong name, he really looked like a bear!

I saw that Xiong Yang was two meters tall, with a big waist and a round waist, a face full of meat, thick hair on his body, and dark skin, really like a black bear standing upright.

"Where did you come from, bastard, Lao Tzu killed you!"

Knocked back several steps by Long Tian's punch, Xiong Yang seemed to be a little annoyed, no longer paying attention to the peacock, let out an angry roar, and his huge body quickly pounced towards Long Tian.

Long Tian did not show weakness, exerted force under his feet, and at the same time rushed towards Xiong Yang, and the qi on his fist became more and more condensed.

Almost instantly, the two approached each other again, and Xiong Yang's huge fist slammed into Long Tian's chest with a whistling wind.

Before Xiong Yang pounced in front of him, Long Tian already felt a huge sense of oppression, as if a mountain was pressing down, and the violent fist was like a flying boulder, about to bombard his chest.

However, Long Tian still did not dodge, and with the help of the inertia and strength of the sprint, he brazenly swung his fist and blasted towards Xiong Yang's iron fist.

The two fists whistled, piercing the void, and quickly approached, and suddenly, Long Tian's fist, which was obviously one size smaller than the other party, directly broke through Xiong Yang's fierce fist gang and bombarded his fist.

But at the moment when the two fists, one big and one small, came into contact, before Xiong Yang's fist exploded, Long Tian's fist was retracted like lightning, as if it was just a tap on the opponent's fist. His speed was so fast that Xiong Yang didn't have time to react.

This feeling made Xiong Yang extremely uncomfortable, he couldn't have imagined that Long Tian's seemingly energetic and fierce punch could be retracted in an instant.

For Xiong Yang, it was as if he was trying to knock down a wall with all his might, and the wall looked very thick, but when the fist really hit the wall, he suddenly found that it was actually just a layer of cotton, and the punch that exploded with all his strength fell short in an instant, that feeling, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

A punch missed, Xiong Yang suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and when he was about to change his strength, Long Tian's fist, which had been withdrawn, suddenly slammed over again, and the speed was so fast, as if the fist had not been withdrawn at all, it was already there.

Such a change made Xiong Yang unable to react at all for a while, just watched as Long Tian's fist, which should have been withdrawn, was wrapped in his fist and bombarded his fist with heavy strength.

In an instant, an extremely strong fist burst out from Long Tian's fist.

At this time, Xiong Yang's fist strength had been discharged, and his fist was about to be collected, and it was also the most vulnerable time, and in the face of Long Tian's sudden outbreak of fist strength, he had no power to resist at all.

I could only hear a series of "click" sounds, Xiong Yang's entire right arm felt numb, and his strong body was also shocked and retreated.

However, despite this, Xiong Yang was not seriously injured, although the series of "click" sounds terrifying, but it did not cause Xiong Yang's hand bones and arm bones to break, but it was only caused by the joint impact, although it also brought a sharp pain, but only caused a little contusion.

Long Tian's eyes once again showed a hint of surprise, he was surprised by Xiong Yang's physical strength. When he fought with his fists for the first time just now, Long Tian had already felt that Xiong Yang's physical strength was extraordinary, so the second time, he had already changed his playing style.

A punch was blasted out, but it was instantly retracted when it hit Xiong Yang's fist, and the punch was not triggered, and it collapsed and bounced, and then took advantage of Xiong Yang's fist strength to blow out a second punch.

The strength of the two fists has been combined into one, like a stacked wave, and the power has increased exponentially. Long Tianman thought that at least Xiong Yang's arm could cause bone joint dislocation or even breakage, but he didn't expect that it would only cause a small bone and joint contusion.

However, although it was only a slight contusion, the sharp pain in the arm still made Xiong Yang angry, and with a roar, a thick stick appeared in Xiong Yang's hand.

The stick is not long, only a little more than a meter and a half, but it is very thick, enough to be the thickness of a bowl, which is visually impactful, and it looks extremely heavy.

"Boy, you've succeeded in me off, and whoever you are, I'm going to smash you into meat sauce. ”

Xiong Yang shouted violently, held the stick in both hands and picked it up high, and smashed it down, and a blood-colored gang qi suddenly gushed out, turning into a huge blood-colored stick shadow, bombarding Long Tian's head.

Facing the huge stick shadow that had turned into a form of gas, Long Tian instantly flew backwards diagonally, avoiding the past without any danger. The shadow of the stick slammed heavily on the ground, only to hear a loud "boom", smashing the ground out of a deep pit.

In the dust, Long Tian's extremely fast retreating figure suddenly changed direction, and almost instantly came to Xiong Yang's side, taking advantage of the fact that the stick in Xiong Yang's hand had not yet been raised, the cold light in his hand flashed, and the long sword flashed out, stabbing directly under Xiong Yang's ribs. (To be continued.) )