Liu Zhanhua gritted his teeth and looked at the two martial arts wizards on the field who had given up their lives and forgot about death and fell into an epiphany.

How much he wished that there was a Tai Chi Grandmaster by his side now, and that he could separate the two.

Because he understands that in this case, the two of them can't hold their hands at all, and after one move, life and death will be decided.

Facing Lin Mosheng, who also fell into an epiphany, under the entanglement of qi and machine, Gan Zitai finally took the first step.

He was clear-headed, and the original chaotic thoughts in the minds of ordinary people condensed into one strand, turning into a horse that was faster than lightning.

The next moment, he took the horse and understood his fist intent.

My punch is called Shun and Rebellion.

Contrary to it, the way of heaven is constant, so it is smooth, and there is a lack of humanity, so it is reversed.

If you blindly obey, even if you are a fisherman in a hundred battles, you will be buried in the ocean, so in the storm, you must live to die.

Gan Zitai's fist turned and grabbed the flaw at the moment when Lin Mosheng changed his fist technique, just like a fisherman who broke through the tide in the wind and waves and found the way forward.

The fist is like an oar, and it has both form and spirit.

Boom!

There was a loud bang like a bell.

Gan Zitai's fist slammed into Lin Mosheng's left chest.

He looked at Lin Mosheng in disbelief.

The other party actually closed his fist at the end, turning into the seal of the immovable Ming King, with a certain mysterious smile on his face, as if he had fallen into some kind of profound Zen.

"Why did you put your fists away?"

Gan Zitai looked at Lin Mosheng, who spit blood from the corner of his mouth.

With that punch just now, even if he caught Yima, he was afraid that he would die under Lin Mosheng's fist.

Silly boy, you are such a good boxer, how can I be willing to use it all at once.

Lin Mosheng exhaled the strength of his fist to digest Gan Zitai.

This punch is indeed strong enough, but he has [Yoga] and [Fudo Ming King Body], plus [Iron Bone] and [Secret Force], even if he is hit head-on, the current Gan Zitai can't hurt him much.

As for the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, he deliberately bit his tongue and squeezed it out, after all, according to the information brought back by [Wind Seeking Body], he will have to catch a big fish later.

But what should be pretended is still to be pretended.

Lin Mosheng put down the seal in his hand and looked at Gan Zitai, "You owe me two lives." ”

Gan Zitai was silent for a while, "Okay." ”

Lin Mosheng laughed and walked towards Ye Guhong, Ye Guhong was like thunder, and instantly came to Lin Mosheng and supported him, with a face full of concern.

Lin Mosheng smiled and gave Ye Guhong a brain break, "Silly girl, do you see that I am weak and seem to need your help?" ”

However, his face was pale gold, like a Buddha statue with gold powder in the temple, and blood was spitting from his mouth, which was really not convincing at all.

Even Gao Jin and Liu Zhanhua came up eagerly.

"Contact St. Peter's Hospital and find me the best specialist."

Gao Jin really didn't expect that Lin Mosheng would be willing to accept Gan Zitai's punch in the end, and if it was himself, he would definitely not be willing to risk for others.

This may be the sympathy of martial arts practitioners after seeing their confidants, and Shengzi really deserves the style of the heroes of the ancients.

"No, bring it to my gym, there's a secret medicine there."

Liu Zhanhua interrupted Gao Jin's words, he knew too well what the last punch represented, they owed Lin Mosheng a life in the vein of boat fist.

Lin Mosheng waved his hand and said weakly, "I know my own body, there is a secret medicine in the house, and what I need most now is to recuperate." ”

Then he looked at Gao Jin, "Brother Jin, please send me a trip if you are troublesome." ”

Gao Jin nodded again and again, and let his bodyguard escort Lin Mosheng to the parking place, in the Kowloon Walled City, the terrain is narrow and cramped, many lanes are only for two people to pass, and Gao Jin's luxury car is parked outside.

Before Lin Mosheng left, he patted Liu Zhanhua on the shoulder, "Tell Gan Zitai that he didn't enjoy it this time, and he will come back next time when he gets stronger." ”

After Lin Mosheng left, a Hongxing horse boy couldn't help but complain, "Saying so much, it's not that I lost, I ran away in disgrace, and our Hongxing's land is not something that anyone can step on." ”

When the other Troubled Boys heard this, they couldn't help but nod slightly, they weren't all martial arts masters, and they didn't have the eyesight to advance.

In the end, in their eyes, Lin Mosheng lost and was beaten to vomit blood.

As if to dilute the fear that had been pressed into their hearts by Lin Mosheng before, they surrounded Gan Zitai in the middle and began to cheer, just like they used to cheer for the winner.

Liu Zhanhua looked at Lin Mosheng's back as he walked away, and saw the old boys cheering for Gan Zitai.

He was suddenly furious, and stepped forward to sweep away the old boy who surrounded Gan Zitai.

Then he knocked the weak Gan Zitai to the ground with a punch, pointed at the ancient boys around him and said, "Look at who you are friends with!" If you could have a child, I wouldn't have stopped you from mixing in the club! ”

If it was before, even if Gan Zitai was weak, he would be angry and resist his senior brother.

But this time, he looked at the consecutive wins and losses around him, and he couldn't tell the 'righteous brothers' from the good, and he really began to get confused, what did he join the club for?

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In the secluded alleys, the last quarter moon is like a hook, the light and shadow are dim, and the gray-skinned rats are scurrying with a foul smell.

Suddenly, Lin Mosheng stopped.

Gao Jin next to him asked worriedly, "Do you need someone to carry it?" ”

The next moment, on the rooftops on both sides of the alley, more than a dozen people emerged, armed with guns, and they were about to shoot at the alley.

But they didn't have to wait for them to pull the trigger.

Under the dim moonlight, translucent plain climbed on the moonlight.

She is like a fairy in the moon, her skin is like the best mutton fat jade, even if she is plain white, she can't hide her elegance.

However, at this time, Su Pan no longer had a bird like Lin Mosheng's arms.

Her eyes were red, and she looked at the people who raised their guns against Lin Mosheng, and Long Po forgot all her warnings.

"You're all going to die!"

She's not a moon elf, she's a demon, a demon who is willing to escape into the devil's path for her beloved!

The terrifying resentment was like substance, turning into a tidal wave, instantly drowning the consciousness of a dozen people in front of him.

Lin Mosheng below was like a spirit monkey, climbing up deftly along the wall, seven or eight stories high, in his hands, like walking on the ground, Gao Jin and the surrounding bodyguards were dumbfounded.

After ascending to the rooftop, Lin Mosheng happened to look at Su Pan, who stretched out his ghost hand and wanted to solve the Annan people who had fallen into the illusion one by one.

"Stop!"

Lin Mosheng's low drink pulled Su Pan back from his resentment.

Call.

Almost.

Lin Mosheng breathed a sigh of relief, according to Long Po's words, absorbing Buddha nature and yin virtue, coupled with his own young yang body willing to contribute yang qi for free, Su Pan could completely embark on another path, which was far broader than becoming a fierce ghost.

And even if you kill someone, you should do it yourself.

Lin Mosheng walked up to an Annan man, twisted his palm, pinched his neck, and said to Su Pan, "Silly woman, I really won't live." ”