The man who set the horse was majestic and majestic, Wu Gan didn't think so. Opponents like Lu Lie and Ba Hong seem to have good cultivation, similar to Wu Gan, but it is difficult to say how much real strength there is.

These people have lived in the family since they were children, they have no shortage of cultivation resources, and they are fed by people from time to time, and when they are free, they will extract two human races to replenish the essence.

As long as the foundation is not too bad, you can have a good cultivation. But their biggest problem is that they lack the experience between life and death, although they have been fighting since childhood all the way, fighting against others and sharpening, but this kind of battle still has a bottom line after all, and they will not put each other in a life and death situation.

In this way, there is a lot of less perception and a lot of accumulation. You must know that strength is strength, cultivation is cultivation, and the two cannot be equated.

Sometimes on the street, you can see a tall, muscular man running all over the ground by a small man carrying a brick, where can you go to reason?

Fighting against others, in addition to one's own cultivation, the grasp of fleeting fighters, the use of the surrounding environment, the control of various weapons, and one's own state of mind, whether you dare to fight to the death or not may determine the outcome of the battle.

Why are there often examples in history books of defeating the strong with the weak and winning more with less, in fact, a comprehensive measure of the time and place that the two have, the weak is not weak.

As far as Wu Gen is concerned, what makes him most worried is the kind of old soldiers who have been fighting in the army for many years, these people may not be in a high realm, but they will kill people if they shoot, and there is no redundancy.

The last thing I am afraid of is these shows, and after a long time of competition, they will always find their flaws.

Back to the present, seeing Lu Lie and Ba Hong riding horses around him, the lasso in his hand flickering and flying, Wu Yan turned a blind eye and kept looking at the situation around him.

When he was only twenty or so paces, the lasso had already flown over, and Wu Yan finally started, and his body disappeared from the spot with a bang.

Lu Lie and Ba Hong were both shocked in their hearts, and when they watched the battle from afar, they didn't feel anything, but they just felt that Wu Yan was moving too fast.

When I got closer, I found out that this is moving fast, is this purely a retreat, and there is no figure in the blink of an eye.

The hearts of both of them were raised, this kind of invisible opponent is terrifying, and I don't know when the other party will give me a treat.

Bahong looked around nervously, and the lasso had been retracted, ready to throw it out again at any time. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man running close to his horse.

"Yikes." Ba Hong exclaimed, quickly turned his head, and saw Wu Yan waving at him with a smile.

Looking for death, Bahong raised his palm and was about to chop it down, only to see Wu Yan swing a punch at the horse's hind legs.

Under the pain of the war horse, it neighed, and its hind legs weakened, and the whole horse stood up and threw the horse Bahong out.

Bahong's body flew in the air, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, this guy is not only fast, but also too yin, what method will he use to restrain him.

Suddenly, the black shadow flickered in front of him, and Wu Yan was already in front of him. Leaning forward, his right fist retracted at his waist, like an arrow that had been gathering momentum for a long time, and the fist blade rushed out slightly upward.

This punch is a movement that every sergeant should learn when he is a beginner, which is straightforward, simple and fast.

It was such a simple gesture, and it was heavily chiseled into Bahong's body, knocking him into the air and tumbling so that he couldn't even hit the ground.

As soon as his body fell, Wu Yan was already waiting under his body, and kicked Bahong into the air again with a high leg.

Bahong's breath that he finally lifted was forcibly scattered, and his body was like a leaf in the wind.

In all fairness, Ba Hong was not so weak, but he suddenly encountered Wu Gan and was caught off guard, and the opponent's offensive was wave after wave, and he had no chance to gather momentum, so he was beaten without the power to fight back.

"Look for death." Lu Lie's roar could be heard in the distance. Feeling the strong wind coming from behind him, Wu Yan did not hesitate to let go of Ba Hong in front of him, and his body turned around, avoiding the blow behind him.

With a loud bang, Lu Lie's right fist slammed into the ground, his arm was already thickened, and the exposed fist was impressively bronze, like a copper bowl that had been forged many times.

With a blow that forced Wu Yan away, Lu Lie hurriedly protected Ba Hong behind him, so as not to attack the other party again with that strange body technique.

"How's that, can you still fight?" Lu Lie didn't look back, and asked Ba Hong behind him.

"Ahem." Bahong spat out a mouthful of blood,

"Fortunately, his fist power is not too heavy, but his body is too fast, and it is not easy to deal with." This is misunderstood by Bahong, and the reason why Wu Gan did not cripple him is actually for a reason.

First, he really wanted to beat him to death, in case the Ba family took revenge, Wu Yan would have nothing, but Ji Ye would be uncomfortable there, after all, he was the convener of today's banquet.

Second, this is also the disadvantage of the wind inscription, once this inscription is activated, the body will become lighter, and the power of the move will be reduced accordingly.

You can't make your body heavy, and you need to be lightning fast. This is inevitable, each inscription has a specific purpose, and there is never a large, all-encompassing inscription.

The way of heaven is constant, there is something to gain, there is something to lose, how can you account for everything.

"I'll go first, and you'll wait for the opportunity to move behind." Lu Lie commanded, his fists stretched out in front of him, his mouth was muffled, his bronzed fists returned to normal, but his legs suddenly increased a lot.

Lu Lie stepped hard, his body flew high, and he kicked towards Wu Gan. Looking at the faint light in the other party's torn trouser legs, Wu Yan didn't know that this Lu Lie could turn his body into a weapon at will.

Isn't this cheating, you have agreed in advance not to use weapons, what do you mean by turning yourself into a weapon?

Looking around, Wu Qian grabbed a boulder from his waist and threw it out. With a bang, Lu Lie easily kicked and shattered the stone, and his body continued to fly towards Wu Gan.

Forget it, we can't afford to mess with a man who can transform, Wu Gan's body turned around, and he was already bypassing the other party like the wind and forcing behind him.

This Lu Lie looked fierce after transforming, but his movements were too slow, and he was full of loopholes.

Wu Yan secretly thought in his heart, and smashed a punch into Lu Lie's back, but the other party didn't avoid it.

"Huh." The hand hit Lu Lie's back, but it was Wu Yan who jumped and shouted. It turned out that along Lu Lie's back, along the spine, suddenly gave birth to a bone spur, like a row of spear tips.

Wu Gen was so reckless, of course he suffered a secret loss.

"Haha, boy, with your three-legged cat kung fu, you still want to go against grandpa, die." In the midst of wild laughter, Lu Lie opened his thick legs and rushed towards Wu Gen like a bison.

With each step, the ground is constantly undulating. Looking at the bloody hand, a layer of black appeared on Wu Gan's face, and before the other party approached, his body had already ejaculated, and he circled around Lu Lie.

qqxδnew is fast is an advantage, and the wind-like Wu Qian circled and roared around the landing spirit, and from time to time stretched out his small fist to test the opponent's reality.

I don't believe it, no matter how a person transforms, it is difficult to become a person and there is no weakness. Lu Lie simply stopped, punching and kicking at his side, although he couldn't catch up with Wu Gan, but the other party couldn't help himself.

With this transformation method of his own family, the ordinary sword is slashed on the body, and it is difficult to leave even a mark. With this layer of armor, it naturally has a few more chances of winning.

Moreover, this transformation method not only hardens the body, but also conjures up various weapons. Now on the back of his hand, there are two more dagger-like bones, and there is a tiger and a tiger between the swings, forcing Wu Gen to dodge again and again.

Finally, Wu Gen detected the opponent's cover door, that is, the skin is not too thick, that is, the face is thin in the literal sense.

Perhaps proud of his little white face, Lu Lie's face was not as hard as steel like the rest of his body.

This gave Wu Yan an opportunity to take advantage of, and his body quickly rotated around the other party, bringing up a circle of dust, and gradually surrounded Lu Lie in it.

Suddenly, Wu Gen lifted the ground with his feet, and a cloud of earth and stones went towards Lu Lie's face. Lu Lie subconsciously closed his eyes and blocked his arms in front of him.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his nose, and it turned out that Wu Yan jumped up, avoided the other party's arms, and kicked Lu Lie in the nose.

But everyone knows that if the nose is beaten, then the sour taste can be imagined.

Lu Lie cried and was furious, like a sturdy orangutan, roaring around looking for Wu Gan's traces.

Bang, before he could find Wu Gan's figure, he was hit on the nose again, and blood suddenly gushed out like a fountain.

"Brute, can you not snort." Lu Lie was really a little helpless, why did this person only stare at his nose.

With a "snap", a whip leg was greeted on the nose.

"There is a kind of fist fighting, and this dirty method ......"

"Smack."

"Terran Shameless ......"

"Smack." After seven or eight strokes, Lu Lie's face was already like a dye shop, red and purple mottled, and colorful.

In desperation, Lu Lie had to squat down, bury his head in his arms, and protect it tightly with his arms, like a king.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Wu Gen stepped forward and punched and kicked Lu Lie, not to mention how comfortable it was to beat the young master and fight the sky.

Suddenly, Wu Gan's complexion changed sharply, and his figure retreated sharply. It turned out that Lu Lie, who had been on the defensive, suddenly soared in momentum, and actually bounced Wu Gen away, and at the same time, two bone spurs shot out, shooting straight at Wu Gen's face.

Plopped, Wu Yan fell to the ground and touched a deep mark on his arm. Fang Cai even dodged and blocked, and finally prevented the sudden bone spurs, but he suffered some abrasions, and there was no major problem.

"Whew." Lu Lie clenched his fists, got up and roared to the sky, letting out an earth-shattering tiger roar. With the sound of whistling, his body quickly expanded.

His face grew like a long beard, and his mouth stretched forward, revealing two fangs, and a layer of long golden hair on his body.

Looking at Lu Lie, whose body was still changing, and slamming his chest hard, Wu Yan knew that if he allowed the other party to change, he would not be able to become a monster, and how he would deal with it at that time.

It doesn't matter what you're going to become, if you don't attack now, it's even longer. In fact, this is Lu Lie's lack of actual combat experience, this kind of transformation looks full of momentum, but it takes a little time.

At this time, it is not a matter of fighting with people on weekdays, and the other party will not take the opportunity to sneak attack. But in the life-and-death struggle, it is a fatal flaw, who would be stupid to wait for you to form before attacking, and hack to death as soon as possible.

With his right foot on the ground, Wu Gan's figure flashed, and he was already in front of the other party, and a crashing punch hit Lu Lie's abdomen.

This punch used seventy percent of the force, even though Lu Lie's body had become very hard, but the rapid oscillation quickly spread to the viscera through his body as solid as gold and iron.

"Huh." Lu Lie's roar stopped abruptly, and he squatted down in pain, holding his stomach in pain, and even the process of transformation stopped.

After a successful blow, Wu Yan did not stop, his body jumped, and his right knee was heavily pressed against the opponent's chin. Lu Lie was beaten and rolled backwards, spurting a series of red and yellow juice and blood from his mouth.

When he had the opportunity, Wu Gan's eyes lit up, and he bullied himself, turned his fist into a palm, and plunged it into the opponent's throat.

Poor Lu Lie's transformation was interrupted, and he couldn't breathe for a while, and he was beaten and retreated, seeing that if he continued like this, he would only lose.

In a hurry, Lu Lie finally threw down his face and shouted: "Bahong, don't make a move." ”