Spend Spring and Autumn on Fengmian Mountain Chapter Seventy-Seven Brother Lu, I don't dare to rob you of your credit.
He said that if he didn't move, then he wouldn't move, and see if his fists were as hard as ever, or if the opponent's thighs were strong and heavy.
In a flash!
Bang bang bang –
Between the lightning and flint, the fists and feet of the two people were in the air
Encountered, an invisible energy spread between the two and surged in all directions.
A dense and muffled voice exploded in the room.
The two of them were dressed in fluttering clothes, and the green silk danced wildly.
The dust on the ground rolled into the distance, like a sweeping wind on the ground, making people unable to open their eyes.
Kick and stare –
Qingshan's face was resolute, and his whole body was kicked by Li Junshen and slipped backwards, leaving a half-foot-deep ravine on the ground with his legs, which showed the strength of Li Junshen's legs.
Li Junshen was in the air, and with the strength of Qingshan's fist on his feet, he pulled up half a foot higher, and his waist exerted force again, and a whip leg was pumped towards the opponent's head again.
Seeing this, Aoyama was shocked.
He thought that Li Junshen's moves were exhausted, although he was kicked backwards by the opponent, but he was still a little away from falling to the ground.
I didn't want to pour this last killer move, it was this volley whip leg.
Qingshan had no other way, crossed his arms to protect his head, ready to resist hard, he was kicked backwards by Li Junshen, his whole body leaned back, he seriously lost his balance, and the strength of his fist was no match for the force drawn from Li Junshen's legs.
Bang –
Li Junshen struck hard and pumped on Qingshan's arm, the force was so great that it was beyond Qingshan's imagination, he only felt that the head next to his arm was dizzy for a while, and a bloody smell rushed to his mouth and nose in his throat, and the whole person flew out upside down in a big shape.
Before his vision was blurred, Aoyama knew that he had lost this competition.
The young man in red began to hide his strength, and this leg just now was all his strength.
"Drink, eat my kick." Lu Youjing shouted.
Facing the body that flew upside down in Qingshan, he punched the opponent's waist with anger.
Originally, there was still a trace of clear Qingshan in his eyes, and his waist was beaten, and the huge pain made him unable to hold on and pass out.
"This erection... Sneak attack again..." It was the last thought on his mind, but he didn't say it.
Dada——
The green mountains rolled to the ground, face down, lying quietly on the ground.
"Li Junshen, you just say that my punch is powerful, Uncle Wei told me that men are most afraid of hurting their waists, no matter how powerful the opponent's martial arts are, as long as they punch him with a straight fist on his two waists, either bend down and kneel on the ground, or stare at each other, stretch out his legs, and pass out."
Lu Youjing looked at the guy who had broken his arm, and after being attacked by his own punch, he lay on the ground and didn't move.
He stepped in front of Li Junshen with an arrow step, and raised his fist, like a child who came to ask for credit.
The corners of Li Junshen's mouth were bitter, his legs were a little weak, and it seemed that the clothes on his body were not much cleaner than those on the ground, so he sat on the ground very neatly.
"How are you?"
Lu Youjing watched Li Junshen sit paralyzed on the ground, holding the other party's arm, trying to help Li Junshen up from the ground.
"You let me sit for a while." Li Junshen's eyes did not have the joy after the victory, his eyes were dull, and he looked at Qingshan lying on the ground in a daze.
"How cold it is on the ground! Let's go, let's go to the pavilion. Lu Youjing looked at Li Junshen's pale face, without a trace of blood, thinking that the other party was trying his best when he was injured and fighting just now.
Now after winning, the whole person is relieved, and the breath in his heart is gone.
He was familiar with this kind of thing, he used to be forced to practice, and when the hour was about right, when the master who taught him martial arts asked him to stop, no matter where he was, the first thing he did was to fall to the ground, gasping for breath, looking at the white clouds in the sky, floating around.
"I want to be quiet."
"Ugh!"
"It's just being alone." Li Jun's words were concise and to the point.
"Understood."
Lu Youjing is a little confused, the task is completed, and there will be food when he goes back, why is Li Junshen still looking unhappy.
He lowered his brows, secretly looked at Li Junshen, and whispered, "You won't rob you of credit because of my last punch!" ”
Li Junshen looked up at Lu Youjing and said, "Brother Lu, I don't dare to rob you of your credit." ”
He pointed to the green mountains on the ground and continued: "The way he is now, but it was all smashed by your punch, you understand! ”
Lu Youjing looked surprised, and said worriedly: "Are you sure you didn't say the opposite." ”
At this moment, Chen Tianwen bowed and walked into the stone pavilion carrying a bundle of dry firewood that was taller than others.
"Ahh
He was about to put it down from his back, and the dry firewood on his back fell backwards, and even he himself flipped backwards, lying on all fours on the dry firewood, and the rattan rope on his shoulder strangled his robe, tightly embedded in his collarbone, so that Chen Tianwen couldn't move for a while.
An exclamation came into the ears of Li Junshen and Lu Youjing, and they turned their eyes sideways.
Both of them looked dumbfounded, sad that Chen Tian had been gone for so long, and the dry firewood he brought back was a hundred catties!
They looked at Chen Tianwen sweating profusely, the green silk was messy, and the whole thing was fluffy, and when they looked closely, they could see that the other party's frightened face had fine marks scratched by thorns.
Li Junshen stood up from the ground, followed behind Lu Youjing, and walked briskly towards the stone pavilion.
"What are you doing with so much dry firewood all at once!" Lu Youjing hurriedly grabbed Chen Tianwen's clothes, wanting to lift the other party up, but didn't want to directly lift the dry firewood behind the other party.
"Ahh
The weight of the dry firewood suddenly hung on Chen Tianwen's shoulder, and he let out a miserable scream in pain.
Li Junshen hurriedly stepped forward from behind Lu Youjing, stretched out his hand and patted the back of Lu Youjing's hand hard, and shouted: "You hurry up and let go of your hand, Chen Tianwen's shoulder was strangled by rattan." ”
Lu Youjing took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw blood stains coming out of Chen Tianwen's clothes on his shoulder, and he was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand.
Bang –
Uh-huh-
Chen Tianwen frowned, and lay back with an uncomfortable expression.
"This... This... This..."
Lu Youjing lowered his head and explained: "Chen Tianwen, I was in a hurry to pull you up just now, but I didn't see that you were injured on the shoulder, you won't blame me for being reckless!" ”
Chen Tianwen moved his mouth, after all, he couldn't bear to blame Lu Youjing, the matter had come to this point, and no more words could alleviate the hot pain in his shoulder.
Li Jun sighed heavily, stood aside and said helplessly: "Lu Youjing, you first tear off the rattan on Chen Tianwen's shoulder." ”
"Oh, remember to be careful, at other times, Chen Tianwen was also tortured by you and fainted."