Ah Tu suffered pain under the ribs, and kicked back. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Liu Ming pressed forward step by step, and another punch was blasted out.

Xiao Bang Fist combines two kinds of strength, the strength of the fist itself and the power of qi and blood in the body. The two fused and burst out with amazing power.

Ah Tu only ate one punch, and it was already unbearable, and if he was really bombarded by this punch at this moment, then there would be no need to fight.

I saw Ah Tu retreating again and again, and his burly body was like a spirit monkey, dodging Liu Ming's fist.

"It's my turn. Ah Tu avoided his fist, did not stop at all, whipped out with one leg, opened the mountain and cracked the stone, and pointed directly at Liu Ming's chest.

Liu Minggang wanted to pursue, but he didn't expect Ah Tu to be so agile, and this blow was so fast and ruthless, so he didn't have time to dodge.

Bang!

In the flash of light, Liu Ming put his hands across his chest, and he could resist this blow. It's just that the whip leg is so powerful that it makes Liu Ming's hands numb.

The two of you come and go, and the fight is hot, but it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

On the other side, Ma Dongsheng's two brothers faced Zheng Yang's two younger brothers respectively, and they were fighting fiercely.

Although the two brothers of Ma Dongsheng cultivated to the triple blood, they were a small realm away from their opponents. But because they often roam in the mountains, their ability to adapt to changes is very strong, and the two are good at using the terrain to shuttle between dense forests, and give their opponents blows from time to time, and they have not suffered for a while.

Zheng Yang went to Lin Jingjing's side like a hungry wolf pounced on food.

Due to being broken by Liu Ming before, Zheng Yang's combat power was greatly reduced, and under Lin Jingjing's full effort, he was repeatedly unable to succeed.

Four against four, blood spirit quadruple battle blood soul triple, eight people actually fought inseparably.

The battle situation was completely beyond the expectations of Zheng Yang and others.

They didn't expect that Liu Ming and the others were all hard to gnaw bones, even if they were vicious dogs, if they wanted to eat them, they would have to break their teeth.

"Whew, whew!"

Ah Tu gasped for air, his tower-like body making him look like a big stone that could breathe at the moment.

His body is still burly, and his green muscles are still knotted, but on the whole, he is far less powerful and solid than before.

The tattered clothes, the fist prints and footprints all over his body, the sweat all over his body, and the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth that he didn't have time to wipe off, made Ah Tu look very embarrassed at the moment.

Liu Ming was not much better, but his breathing was much smoother than that of Ah Tu.

Fists to the flesh, fighting for endurance.

Whoever is exhausted first, who can't bear it first, will fall first.

Neither of them fell, but Ah Tu felt that he was on the verge of exhaustion.

The strength of the body was exhausted in the fierce battle, and the physical strength was also consumed in the blows again and again, and the whole body was weak, but it was extremely sore.

Now Atu's biggest wish is to be able to lie on the ground and sleep well.

But whenever he was about to fall, he would catch a glimpse of the calm eyes of the young man opposite, calm to the point of fright.

Being stared at with such eyes, Ah Tu only felt a chill down his spine, which made him hold on and not dare to fall.

Because he knows that once he falls, he will never get up again.

"You've lost!"

Liu Ming's extremely flat voice echoed in the forest, but when it fell into Ah Tu's ears, he was shocked.

The two have been fighting until now, and both sides are on the verge of exhaustion.

But Liu Ming relied on a subtle boxing technique and breathing to save part of his physical strength.

This part of the physical strength may not be much, but at this time, it is enough to take Atu's life.

The corners of Ah Tu's mouth were bitter, and he forced out a smile.

Liu Ming held his breath and concentrated, adjusted his breathing, turned his qi and blood into his strength, and integrated it into the fist, brewing a small collapse fist.

Ah Tu was already faceless at this time, and stood staggering in place.

He had no strength left.

Bang!

The mud under Liu Ming's feet collapsed, his body was like an arrow, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Ah Tu, and the cannon fist burst out.

The punch was not fast, but it was powerful.

Ah Tu's chest was sunken in a large area, black blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and fragments of internal organs coughed up, and his tall body fell to the ground with a bang, and after a few convulsions, it lost its vitality.

This was Liu Ming's first murder in his previous life and this life, but his mood did not fluctuate, but was calm and terrifying.

Not far away there was the sound of fighting. Although the strength of his body was close to exhaustion, Liu Ming still supported his body, took two stasis pills, and walked in the direction where the sound of fighting came.

"Hmph, little girl, don't be obedient and arrested. ”

Zheng Yang's voice became clearer and clearer, and there was Lin Jingjing's indignant struggle during the period.

Hearing the sound, Liu Ming rushed to the source of the sound.

The effect of the stasis pill is still good, and the strong medicinal power enters the body, making Liu Ming feel that his strength has recovered a lot.

At the moment, his body is like a dry sponge, as long as there is water, it will be quickly absorbed.

The two stasis pills under the administration were like pure water, which were quickly absorbed by the hungry body.

So, the remaining two stasis pills Liu Ming also ate together.

When he arrived at the place of the fight, Liu Ming's physical strength had also recovered a lot.

After all, Lin Jingjing is a bloody triple cultivator, without Liu Ming's powerful combat ability, nor the rich jungle combat experience of Ma Dongsheng's brothers, even if Zheng Yang is injured in one hand, it is not something she can deal with.

Of course, Lin Jingjing was defeated.

And Zheng Yang, a miscellaneous clump, has coveted Lin Jingjing for a long time, and he knows what he will do with his ass.

However, at this moment, Lin Jingjing resisted desperately, but she did not suffer a loss.

Unable to succeed for a long time, Zheng Yang's patience was also worn out little by little, and he forced Lin Jingjing to the entrance of the middle of the mountain range, teasing with a hideous and sinister face.

"Aren't you very good at hiding, but now you should hide for me! Behind is the middle of the Wild Mountain Range, you have the courage to escape for me!" After Zheng Yang forced Lin Jingjing to a desperate place, he relaxed again.

Because he found that watching the prey in his hands struggle desperately is also an extremely refreshing thing.

Lin Jingjing's face was pale and full of horror.

In front is Zheng Yang, who is plotting against her, and in the back is the middle of the mountain range where fierce beasts are everywhere, eating people and not spitting out bones. Where would she have to flee to get out of the clutches?

"Who's going to save me......"

After all, she was just a sixteen-year-old girl, where had she ever encountered such a thing, and the horror made Lin Jingjing cry out, helpless to the extreme.

Zheng Yang smiled and kicked Lin Jingjing's stomach hard, "Scream, scream! ”

In his opinion, Liu Ming and others are certain to die.

If someone else confronted Liu Ming, he didn't dare to talk too much.

After all, this Liu Ming is a little weird, and he used his boxing skills to break his hand bones.

But Ah Tu is different, this guy is born with divine power, and before he even stepped into the cultivation path, he was able to defeat a cultivator with a heavy blood spirit.

Now Ah Tu is already a four-fold martial artist, stronger than all of them. Against Liu Ming, who is not double bloody, is he still like playing with mud?

And Ma Dongsheng's two brothers, Zheng Yang, don't care anymore, the weaker with three layers of blood and soul, what kind of wind and waves can be stirred up in front of them.

Just when Zheng Yang was triumphant, unaware that danger was approaching, a figure sneaked behind him silently.

PS: Get into the habit of voting red every day, dear brothers and sisters.