Syllable!

The two instantly collided with fists and feet.

As soon as he collided, his strength flew away, tearing the ground under the feet of the two like knives.

The slate was cut open, and the spider cracks spread several meters away, and the clicking sound was incessant.

and separated.

Jin Yingjun used a leg suspension pile pose, and when Ji Han stepped up, he suddenly felt like a child was about to step on his feet, and the whole person burst out with a fierce breath of qi and blood, and he ran rampant towards Han Yi.

His body was as if the tires had exploded, and the breath on his body was like an inflatable body, and the whole clothes were bulging, and the spine under the clothes was like a whole dragon, twisting hideously.

The collision was even more ferocious than the power just now.

Han Yi moved instantly, and he seemed to be carrying a big gourd on his back, rolling around, and his body swayed with the weight of the gourd.

Yushan is like an immortal hiding shadow.

In fact, Han Yi's aura was extremely strong, his breath swelled out, wrapped in clothes behind him, running around, while he was staggering, with hooks under his feet, and crisp knees, always bewildering Jin Yingjun's handsome chicken cold steps.

His hands are like pushing the grinding plate, and his hands are sitting in different directions, which is to take the forward step and push the shoulder.

As soon as Han Yi moved, his body was so violent, and his whole body was full of explosive power! Especially the gourd-shaped air bag he was carrying, it was more like he had wings, although it seemed to be bloated and moved, it carried the breath of Han Yi spinning around, like an arm.

Breathtaking!

Wu Gou was standing next to his master's seat, and he was very amazed when he saw it at this time, "Han Yi's aura is so strong, I have never seen it in my life, and Zhong Hanli is traveling east with a big gourd on his back in the Drunken Eight Immortals, I'm afraid it's just that." ”

"Awesome!"

Ding Guosheng also took a breath and exclaimed for the fight between the two: "I know Jin Yingjun's kung fu, back then he was a young generation in South Korea who carried the Ding, at that time, it was popular between Japan and South Korea to come to the mainland to challenge the famous masters, and many practitioners of the same era as me were killed, this Jin Yingjun didn't know where to find me at the time, I also gave him a lesson at the time, I didn't expect that after so many years, Jin Yingjun actually entered Huajin." ”

"Look at kung fu, Jin Yingjun's fist strength reaches all over his body, he can't be refined anywhere, and the explosive power of his hands is like an elephant charge, if you fight with him in the end, I'm afraid it will be indistinguishable. ”

"Yes, this person is really powerful, it seems that he dares to come to the door today, and he does have his own confidence. Wu Gou also said in a deep voice.

"You're not bad, this Jin Yingjun is seven or eight years older than you, and now he seems to be at his peak, but after two years, he can't raise his body, and he can't practice Xiao Zhoutian, it's all in vain. Ding Guosheng looked steady and said indirectly.

"That's true. Wu Gou nodded and looked into the field.

Jin Yingjun's chicken cold step still stepped down, but in the end he still failed to step on Han Yi's instep, and after chopping a stone slab on the ground, he blocked it in front of him with both hands as if holding his head.

Han Yi also stomped on the ground under his feet, and after a deep interlude, he pushed the grinding disc in front of him with his two hands, directly pumping Jin Yingjun's head, and waving his two hands, just like a strong man with a knife, the fierce and vicious momentum made people tremble at a glance.

In an instant, the two collided.

As soon as Han Yiru's arm slashed up, he felt an explosive force coming from Jin Yingjun's body, and his hand knife slashed on Jin Yingjun's arm, as if it was slashed on a metal pipe, with the smell of sparks, and his body was shocked by this force, and there was an unstable tendency.

And Jin Yingjun was also uncomfortable, he was slashed by Han Yi's hand knife, as if he had been hit by a locomotive, his breath and body were shocked, and before he could react, he was about to take a breath to stabilize his body, and at the same time launch a counterattack, Han Yi pounced.

Jin Yingjun only felt the wind blowing in his face, and in his eyes, he saw Han Yi punching his head, stepping forward suddenly, following up with his back foot, the air shook in an instant, the ground trembled, and the power was like a landslide!

At the same time, the qi bag of the congruent gourd behind Han Yi, which was always bulging, exploded in an instant, the clothes were scattered, and the air flow rushed to Jin Yingjun's face in an instant, cutting through it like a knife in the wind.

Jin Yingjun immediately felt that Han Yi's attack was unstoppable!

He didn't expect that as soon as Han Yi counterattacked, he would unleash such a powerful attack, and he would tear a gap in his heart, giving him the idea of being unstoppable in an instant, unable to fight hard, and only dodging!

Fortunately, Jin Yingjun's kung fu is powerful, and his body skills are equally exquisite, he used a gossip swimming palm, dodged Han Yi's fist at the last moment, and walked in the mud, but the speed was as fast as lightning, and he walked around Han Yi in a semicircle in an instant.

Han Yi didn't even change, his body just changed with Jin Yingjun's transformation, and in the last step, the half-step collapse fist blasted out again.

The fist collapsed like an arrow, and began to impact at the speed of thunder and lightning, and instantly wanted to kill Jin Yingjun.

As soon as Han Yi's serial collapse fist was launched, it was indeed like a raging storm, with five horses and the city, and tens of thousands of waves killed together.

Jin Yingjun seemed to have fallen into the downwind, but he still cut horizontally with one palm, and slapped Han Yi's fist very accurately.

Syllable!

The body shook, the bones seemed to crackle, and Jin Yingjun immediately let out a heavy snort, kicking and smashing the bluestone slab one after another.

Han Yi frowned a little, Jin Yingjun cut a palm horizontally just now, a bit like the taste of Bagua Palm, but it was as soft as a cotton palm, so much so that he couldn't recognize what palm technique it was.

Very ingenious, under the cross-cut, it was like a road roller running over, and his chain of fists was broken in one fell swoop.

Since he became a strength, no one has been able to interrupt his attack, but now he was destroyed by Jin Yingjun's horizontal cut with a palm, which naturally made his heart solemn.

"I didn't expect you to practice Xingyi Boxing. Jin Yingjun took a few steps back and stood still, and said calmly, not necessarily falling behind.

At this time, Jin Yingjun had a lot of doubts, but he still couldn't react, Han Yi was not a disciple of Ding Guosheng.

"What kind of palm did you have just now?" Han Yi asked.

"Taihe fist cotton palm, learned from the Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain. Kim Young-jun said without concealment.

"It's really good. Han Yi nodded.

There was no sound between the two of them all of a sudden, and the venue was quiet, and the top figures in Yunzhou looked at Han Yi with shiny eyes.

"Okay?" Han Yi said indifferently.

Jin Yingjun was shocked, his face flashed in horror, and then he glared at Han Yi angrily, as if a vicious primeval giant ape had emerged from the depths of time and space, and the strong and ferocious aura was overwhelming, and just one look of Jin Yingjun made everyone feel short of breath, as if they were about to suffocate.

This is a kind of power that he has experienced many life and death struggles, and has piled up with all human lives, which is not obvious in normal times, but as soon as he desperately starts to move, he explodes all his strength, and ordinary people who can see it with one look are terrified.

The so-called Jinjin sighting, this is the case.

"Okay, come on!" Jin Yingjun clenched his fists into a thrash, his feet turned into Tai Chi shaped steps, and his fists drew in the void, "It is not only superior, but also life and death." ”