The five 'bandits' this time are much stronger than the last time.

In order to solve them, Meng Ke used all his skills to turn a gun into a stick, and displayed the gun intent in his fist to the fullest.

A long stick danced, like a long snake spitting letters, and its sharpness was exposed, forcing the five 'bandits' back a few feet away.

"Bang!"

Taking advantage of the flaws in the retreat formation of the five people, Meng Ke pressed forward step by step, with a long stick like a horizontal fist, and after slapping the blade of a bandit, he smashed his throat with a single shot.

"Bell, bell!"

The long stick sticks out, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and attacks the enemy's weak spots, making them unguardable.

Temples, throat, face, third leg......

The remaining four bandits were quickly cleaned up by Meng Ke, and some of them couldn't even hold on to a single face.

As the head of the whole court, the dart head took the time to look at the situation in the field in his spare time after suppressing the opponent, and saw that Meng Ke was full of might, and he was stunned.

"This guy ...... What a killing! ”

On the other side, Huang Jian, who was out of the same door as Meng Keshi, was not so neat.

Of course, this is not to say that the second senior brother is not as good as the younger junior brother.

It's because he hasn't killed anyone, and he is tied up in actual combat drills with his brothers on weekdays, and he will subconsciously avoid the vital point.

This habit could not be changed for a while, and it was taken to the battlefield.

As a result, the enemies he fought with were all wounded after being defeated, and they were soon able to get up again and fight.

Except for these three armed forces, the rest of the dart masters don't have such good luck.

There are more 'bandits' than dart masters, and they are more well-equipped, and some 'bandits' even wear close-fitting cotton armor in their clothes.

As soon as the two sides clashed, there were casualties in the dart game after a few faces.

Looking at the brothers who were lying in a pool of blood and being washed away by the heavy rain, the eyes of the dart head were red.

With a swing of the golden-backed big ring knife, he swung away the opponent's long knife, and wanted to turn back to help rescue, but as soon as he turned around, he saw the enemy on the opposite side killing him.

At the critical moment, Meng Ke held the long knife with a stick and blocked the blow for the dart head.

"Go for the dart, leave it to me here!"

With a long stick, he is like a general who is a man and a general.

"Good!"

Seeing Meng Ke so righteous, the dart head was immediately grateful.

He originally thought that the old master spent a hundred taels of silver to ask this senior brother to protect this dart in order to give favors, but now at the critical moment, he knew that the old master's clever plan!

In the midst of strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away, the old master, the real Wolong!

The old boss thousands of miles away sneezed: (๑•̌.•̑๑)ˀ̣ˀ̣ inexplicable!

The dart head retreated to help the brothers fight against the 'bandits', and Meng Ke held the long stick and quietly looked at the bandit leader in front of him.

That's right, this man is the bandit.

The two of them just stood quietly, letting the rain baptize.

"Still fighting?"

Meng Ke was the first to speak.

"Humph!"

The bandit leader smiled, his eyes narrowing into a slit, "Are you sure you want to fight me?" ”

"If I don't fight, why am I standing here?"

Meng Ke shook the long stick in his hand, and the long stick turned into a dragon and pointed at him like a bolt of lightning.

"Bell!"

The bandit leader's big knife blocked his long stick, and then shook back, shaking Meng Ke back a step backwards.

"I also use a gun, but now I don't have a weapon in hand, do you dare to fight with me empty-handed?"

"You lost the knife first."

Meng Ke stuck the stick aside, and motioned to the weapon in the opponent's hand.

"Okay!"

The bandit threw his long knife on the ground with a flick of his hand, then took off his coat and tossed it aside.

Wrapped in a black power suit, his muscles were tense, and a beastly violent aura emanated from his body, obviously not a good person.

"Okay, come on!"

Meng Ke took two steps forward and put on a three-body shelf.

"Baji, Li Zi!"

The leader of the bandits reported to his home and also stood up for his fist.

It turned out to be Bajiquan, no wonder they wanted to fight with me. ’

In China, there are many types of boxing, Taijiquan and Bajiquan, which are the most famous.

As the saying goes: Wen has Taiji to calm the world, and Wu has eight poles to set the world.

However, Bajiquan, which has a great reputation, has not become one of the three major fist systems of the inner family.

Among the three major fists of the inner family, Xingyi Boxing and Baji Boxing are also taking off guns for fists, and they are also taking a fierce path, and there is naturally a dirty relationship between the two disciples.

"Xingyi, Zhang Runtu!"

In an instant, the two exchanged hands.

Baji Boxing to Yang to Gang, known as boxing Baji, Baji is the meaning of extreme distance, and the name of Baji Boxing is also to practice the strength of Baji Boxing to the far realm.

Since Li Zi dared to take the initiative to invite him with boxing, he was naturally confident that he would not insult his teacher.

Although others are a little dirty, their boxing skills are not bad, the moves are simple and concise, they are fierce and brittle, and their skills to shake their feet are less than ten years of fire.

In the face of such a fierce opponent, Meng Ke was not afraid at all, every move was simple and direct, without the slightest fancy.

Instead of using a variety of flexible moves with pictograms, he used only the Five Elements Fist to fight his opponent like he did in the middle of summer two years ago.

They are also known for their fierceness, and my form and meaning are not necessarily weaker than the eight poles.

In fact, Meng Ke's daily boxing practice made his fists extremely hard, and with the medicinal bath prepared by Steward Li to nourish his body.

Even if he is young, his body is no longer inferior to the masters of the same level, so he is not false at all in the face of Li Zi's offensive.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

The two fought like firecrackers, crackling non-stop.

When their fists touched, both of them snorted, and their faces were slightly pale.

Meng Ke only felt that his arm was numb, and Li Zi also felt that his arm was extremely sore.

His strength is among the best among his peers, and he has been practicing boxing for more than ten years, and has reached the peak level of the younger generation.

But the young man in front of him is stronger than him, although the boxing technique is simple, but the strength is unmatched, and the endurance is amazing, after fighting for so long, the other party doesn't even blush.

"Really...... Good opponent! ”

Li Zi and Meng Ke licked their lips in unison, and the fanatical battle intent in their eyes became more and more intense.

A punch blasted out, and Meng Ke's left fist swept through like a meteor, as fast as lightning.

"Whew!"

The wind howled and the raindrops cracked.

Meng Ke's speed was beyond imagination, and if this punch hit an ordinary person, it would definitely break the bones.

But Li Zigen didn't look at this blow squarely, he knew that this was a feint, and the real ruthlessness was still to come.

At this moment, Li stepped forward with his footsteps, and his body slammed sideways, as if a mountain had crashed into it, and the speed was fast and fierce.

The ground shook with him.

"Lean against the mountain!"

Iron Mountain is unstoppable like a bear hitting a tree.

"Okay, good, it's finally time to make a killing move!"

Meng Ke's eyes were shining, his eyes stared at Li Zi who was coming into his face without blinking, his fists clenched, ready to attack.

"Half a step collapse!"