The Soul Chasing Hammer King is tall and big, but his light skills are not weak, otherwise he would not be able to escape from the Jiang family's guard Fang Yi's men.

Swallow three water!

In the midst of the rush, Wang Heng carried the chain hammer in his hand, and flew forward almost without touching the ground, and in four or five vertical leaps, he was already approaching Su Zhong in front.

"Stay for me!"

With an angry shout, the hideous and terrifying chain hammer in his hand had already come out of his hand and went straight to Su Zhong's back.

Su Zhong's body in front of him flashed, and the seven star steps took one after another, and he dodged the attacking chain hammer strongly.

It's just that he obviously lacks experience in fighting, and he didn't expect a follow-up move.

I saw that the soaring chain hammer flickered in the air, and the thick chain about a foot long was already swinging wildly and sweeping around.

"Smack!"

Su Zhong's arm hurt, and the whole person had staggered backwards, and his running forward posture stopped instantly.

Wang Heng, who was following closely behind, smiled coldly, and his body jumped, and his fists were already blasted head-on.

Stepping into the inner qi, the warrior already has a kind of dark sense of breath.

At this time, Wang Heng's breath locked on Su Zhong, and his fist was silent, but there was a huge force hidden inside, which made Su Zhong's subconscious scalp numb, and he didn't dare to act rashly at all.

Empty Door Punch!

"You can't kill me!"

When the crisis came, Su Zhong's body retreated, dancing in front of him in a disorderly manner, and he was forced to retreat again and again by his opponent.

At this time, not only did he fail to display all his martial arts, but his strength was greatly reduced due to panic.

"My father is Su Yang of the Sanhe Gang, if you kill me, you will also die!"

His body is exquisite, even if he falls below, he can still speak, but in exchange for the disdainful sneer of his opponent.

"The son of Su Yang, the soul locker?"

Wang Heng's mouth cracked, his fist changed, and he struck out from top to bottom with his height, his clothes were bulging, and his face was hideous, like a demon sculpture, with a terrifying charm that shook people's hearts.

"Then you can't be left even more, take my punch!"

The strength of the fist turned from silent to mighty, the wounds on Wang Heng's body collapsed one after another, blood flowed, and Su Zhong in front of him also opened his eyes, tried his best to lift his palms, and met him like lightning.

"Peng!"

The air surged, and subtle cracks appeared in the hard ground.

The fourth leader of Feiying Village, Wang Heng stabbed his fist and stood on the spot, while Su Zhong was close to the ground and retreated seven or eight meters away before spurting blood from his mouth and staying on the spot.

"Rubbish!"

noticed that the other party's strength was not as weak as he thought, but Wang Heng became more and more disdainful.

It is a waste to fall into the hands of such a person with such a delicate technique!

Before the words fell, he had jumped up again, punched through the empty door, and suddenly approached the door of Su Zhongmian.

"Ahh

Under the crisis of life and death, the second generation of the Three Rivers Gang finally inspired some fighting strength, stepped on the seven stars, and Kui Xing kicked and kicked the opponent in a row.

In an instant, I saw the shadow of the leg in the field flying, like a sharp blade and an axe, rolling up the strong wind, and slashing towards Wang Heng.

"It's decent!"

Wang Heng's eyes widened, he laughed cruelly, and met him without dodging or avoiding his fist.

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

The sound of impact was endless, the two figures were tumbling endlessly, Su Zhong's martial arts were exquisite, the opponent's strength was profound, the two fought each other, and there was a little contact for a while.

It's a pity that this kind of intensity of fighting often can't last, and the victory or defeat is only instantaneous.

"Click......

Relying on the deep internal strength, the soul chasing hammer broke through the opponent's defense, and a heavy punch hit Su Zhong's leg and wrist, the sound of fracture sounded, Su Zhong's mouth opened wide, and before he could scream, he immediately punched his chest, and suppressed his voice.

"Peng!"

"Poof!"

Blood spurted wildly, figures staggered, and only a crisp sound was heard, and Su Zhong's neck had been twisted into a strange bend.

"Poof!"

The corpse fell to the ground, and when he was alive, he was so majestic that everyone was surrounded by him, and when he died, he was still no different from everyone else.

A punch smashed the opponent's throat, Wang Heng did not stay, but suddenly stepped forward, bent down to lift the chain hammer on the ground, shook his hand, and threw it towards the wall not far away.

"Peng!"

The brick wall exploded, and the hammer broke through the wall and stopped in front of a man.

Wang Heng followed, stepped into the smoke and dust, and appeared in front of Sun Heng with a sneer.

"Want to go......?"

"Whew!"

The strong wind blew on his face, making Wang Heng's voice stagnant.

I saw Sun Heng not saying a word, raising his knees and stepping forward, his five fingers were crossed, and he slapped in the air, and he shot down towards his opponent like a sky-turner.

Big Monument Wrestler!

"Smack!"

The fists and palms intersected, Wang Heng's face changed suddenly, and the cracks on his body broke open again, and the blood soaked the white cloth.

That's a lot of strength!

Compared with strength alone, it is not weaker than when he won all!

"Die!"

Sun Heng snorted in a low voice, and his palms were linked, taking advantage of the situation to strike out.

"Humph!"

In the face of Sun Heng's palm, although Wang Heng was vigilant in his heart, he did not pay attention to it.

In his opinion, Sun Heng's palm technique was full of flaws, and before he hit himself, it was enough for him to smash three punches on him!

His mind flashed, Wang moved sideways, and the empty door fist suddenly came out, silent, but amazingly powerful.

"Peng, Peng, Peng!"

Sure enough, Wang Heng hit the opponent with three punches in a row, and the three punches directly attacked Sun Heng's neck, waist and ribs, and heart and mouth.

But when he hit him with three punches, his complexion changed suddenly.

Not good!

It's a trap!

But by this time, it was too late for him to realize that something was wrong.

"Click!"

The big monument wrestler came head-on, Wang Heng struggled to retreat, and his right arm was still slapped by Sun Heng's hand, and he was directly hit into a bone crack.

Wang Heng's three punches, although they made Sun Heng's body hurt, did not affect the change of movements.

Take advantage of the situation and hit the other party!

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Sun Heng understood this reason, and his face did not change at the moment, he stepped forward, grinding his palms and smashing the monument to roll up the strong wind, and when he covered Wang Heng, he pressed down fiercely.

"Click!"

Another crack came from the bone.

This time, Wang Heng's right hand was completely scrapped!

"Ahh

The roar of pain sounded, Wang Heng's body staggered backwards, a little on tiptoe, the chain hammer had fallen into his left hand, his wrist flicked, and the chain hammer went straight to Sun Heng.

Although he changed his left hand, which made his movements a little inconvenient, this blow was still full of power, enough to kill a person who had just entered the internal qi.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, Wang Heng couldn't help but open his eyes, showing a look of horror.

But seeing Sun Heng facing the chain hammer, he didn't dodge or dodge, but took the opportunity to force him and bombarded him with one palm again.

And the chain hammer made of stainless steel could only leave a faint abrasion on Sun Heng's body surface, and it was knocked out, and the sharp steel needle could only leave a small blood mark.

This kind of horizontal practice of kung fu, even among the masters of internal qi, is rare!

Even if his own strength is intact, it is impossible to resist it head-on.

But the opponent is obviously just a person who refines the body!

"It can't be!"

Wang Heng roared angrily, but he knew that he had no time to dodge at this time, and when he shook the chain in his hand, he wrapped himself towards Sun Heng.

"Boom la la ......"

The chains were like poisonous dragons, circling around Sun Heng's body.

"Hoo ......"

A pair of big hands suddenly pierced through the gap in the chains, grabbing Wang Heng's shoulders.

"Click!"

A strange sound sounded from his shoulder blades, and Wang Heng's toes left the ground, but he was held by Sun Heng's palms and hugged him fiercely.

In the midst of them, the chains were slowly taut.

"Click......"

The huge force was backlogged, the sternum made a subtle cracking sound, the wounds on his body were surging with blood, Wang Heng's mouth was wide open, and he was almost out of breath.

The excessive blood loss also made Wang Heng's eyes dizzy and his wrists tremble.

He was already seriously injured, but in the face of Sun Heng's imprisonment, he had no power to struggle.

"Let's die together!"

Grinning wildly, Wang Heng, who knew that he was lifeless, couldn't help but roar sadly, regardless of the huge force on his body, he suddenly tightened the chains in his hands.

"Stretch ......"

The chains are taut.

"Click......

The sternum broke, Wang Heng's eyes bulged, his body trembled a few times, and he was paralyzed to the end after all.

In the iron chain, Sun Heng's whole body was hot, the hot air between his mouth and nose was steaming, his body was silently vibrating, and a layer of dull luster appeared on the surface of his body and became brighter and brighter, and finally condensed into an entity, close to the surface of the skin, and merged with the flesh.

The thirteen horizontal refinements that have not been able to go further for a long time, under the pressure of life and death, have completely stepped into the point where the horizontal refining is not bad.

"Boom la la ......"

The chains fell, and Sun Heng, who was covered in bruises, staggered forward and fled.