The sixth rolled on a donkey on the ground, dodging the flying stones.

The big man with a beard on his face was not so lucky, his shoulder was hit by a pebble the size of an egg, he snorted, the ferocity in his heart was stimulated, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward and exchanged hands with the macaque.

"Xiao Jiu, what are you doing with him? Hurry up and finish him, come and help!"

Lao Liu thought that the macaque was seriously injured and ran for a long time, and it was already the end of the strong crossbow, but he didn't expect such a strength to burst out, and he headed towards Xiao Jiudao, who was still talking to Mu Zhengyang.

"Hehe, brother, I'll send you on the road! In the next life, don't run around alone, it's very dangerous!"

In Xiao Jiu's eyes, this strange young man was already a dead man, and after saying it with a smile, his expression was awe-inspiring, revealing a bit of coldness, and he quickly reached out like lightning and went to Mu Zhengyang's throat.

Mu Zhengyang came first, clasped Xiao Jiu's wrist with his right hand, and held Xiao Jiu's squeaky socket with his left hand, using the power skills in the hundred wrong fists, the joints of Xiao Jiu's arms were removed in an instant, and his left hand pinched Xiao Jiu's jaw upwards, and before Xiao Jiu shouted, Xiao Jiu's jaw was also removed.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, Xiao Jiu's eyes were full of horror, he thought that this strange young man was a little sheep that he had captured, who knew that it was a big bad wolf in sheep's clothing, he wanted to shout for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

On the other side, when Lao Liu saw that Xiao Jiu had made a move, he felt that Mu Zhengyang would definitely die, so he didn't care about Xiao Jiu anymore, and flashed into the field and attacked the macaque left and right with the bearded man.

The macaque grinned with pain in his back, but he completely ignored his own injuries, and let the bearded man and Wu Laoliu's fists fall on his body.

"Xiao Jiu, what are you still doing, hurry up and come over to help!"

The macaque's attack was too fast, and the sixth man was a little unable to parry, concentrating on dodging the macaque's attack, and he didn't have time to observe Xiao Jiu's situation, so he could only shout anxiously in a panic.

"I'm sorry, he probably won't be able to help you!"

Mu Zhengyang removed Xiao Jiu's arm and jaw the moment Xiao Jiu made a move, and then when Xiao Jiu raised his hand and knee to resist, he was removed from the remaining arm and the knee joint of the leg.

When the sixth child was shouting Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu's whole person sat on the ground like a puddle of soft mud, looking at Mu Zhengyang's eyes as if he was looking at a monster.

"Xiao Jiu, who are you?"

The bearded man is good at hand-to-hand combat, even if his arm is injured, the situation behind him is still much stronger than the old six, not like the old six, he can only be able to recruit and teach, his thick arms dance vigorously, and the macaque fights back and forth at the same time, he also took the time to look in the direction where Mu Zhengyang is, and was very surprised in his heart, although Xiao Jiu has not joined them for a long time, but his kung fu has also been tested, and he is a first-class good player among young people, but he was defeated by a strange young man in a quiet voice, although he has a light enemy, it is enough to see that this strange young man has some real skills。

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that if you do something wrong, you should be punished accordingly!"

If Mu Zhengyang didn't meet him, it would be forgotten, but since he let him meet, it was necessary to be nosy, and as soon as this group of people met just now, they wanted to take his life, and regarded human life as a mustard, and at first glance he was a vicious person, and he couldn't sit idly by.

"Lao Tzu has done a lot of wrong things, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't control me, you little guy who doesn't have a beard, and you want me to be punished accordingly?

The big man with a beard on his face has been through the wind and waves for a long time, and he only lost his mind for a moment, and immediately returned to normal, worried that Mu Zhengyang ran to the police, and even if they succeeded, it would be difficult to transport this psychic macaque alive under strict guard, give the sixth a look, and let the sixth deal with Mu Zhengyang first.

"Don't worry, I'm not Xiao Jiu!"

Lao Liujianghu is very experienced, and as soon as he makes a move, he will do his best, withdraw from the macaque's attack range, and run towards Mu Zhengyang's location.

Mu Zhengyang didn't run or move, he stood in place like a wooden man, he only had two sets of moves in the wrong boxing, and he didn't have as much experience as his opponent, the best way was to brake quietly.

"Hehe, do you think that if you defeat Xiao Jiu, you will be invincible? You will regret your stupid behavior today! But you didn't run, but it saved me a lot of effort!"

Seeing that Mu Zhengyang had no intention of escaping, the sixth child was waiting for him in place, sneering, and slashing towards Mu Zhengyang with both hands like the iron claws of an eagle.

Mu Zhengyang's 100 wrong fists take the wrong way, the trick is to seize the enemy's loopholes at the critical moment of the enemy's shot, and defeat the enemy with a move, if the first shot does not succeed, every step behind will lose the opportunity.

The sixth learned the lesson of Xiao Jiu, and while attacking aggressively, he also left himself a back road for defense.

Mu Zhengyang's current vision is limited, and he can't see the loophole of Lao Liu's attack, he can only gamble, and use his fist to touch the opponent's claws, the muscles and flesh stir to make a slight buzzing sound, and all the strength of his body is transmitted to his fist, and a punch blasts towards the opponent's claws.

Judging from his many years of actual combat experience, this young man should be a chick in the face of the enemy, and he even used his fist to catch his claws, and he only needed to unload the opponent's strength with his palm, and he could grab a few pieces of meat from the opponent's fist with his backhand, and he did not change his tricks to meet Mu Zhengyang's fist.

"Ah......h

The sixth felt like he had collided with a bison, and he unloaded part of his strength, and the rest of his strength was still a broken wrist immediately.

Mu Zhengyang won a gamble, and immediately put on the moves in the wrong fist of the hundred families, and dislocated the sixth child's arm in the blink of an eye.

The sixth child's entire arm was pinched by Mu Zhengyang, and a slight movement caused a sharp pain in the heart.

Mu Zhengyang's own deduced Hundred Wrong Fists were full of proficiency, and he unloaded the arms and knees of the sixth child like a cook.

"You are the peak of Mingjin......

The sixth child's eyes were round, his face was full of incredulity, and he stared at Mu Zhengyang in a daze and said.

"The peak of Ming Jin?"