Those who practice martial arts should pay attention to the wind and grass around them, especially after kung fu reaches the dark energy, the pores are even more sensitive.

As soon as the enemy is hostile, there is a sense.

Han Yi has practiced kung fu until now, and he can be full of energy, spraying like a needle, it can be said that the dark energy has become a reality, and the pores of the whole body have gradually become sensitive to that realm, once discovered, even if the enemy does not move, just looking at him with hostile eyes, it will also make him feel emotional.

Especially now that the confrontation between him and Zhao Zhanlong has reached the most critical time, Zhang Haiyang suddenly jumped out and attacked him, if Han Yi is distracted, his mind will naturally be affected, and the confrontation with Zhao Zhanlong is afraid that it will fall in an instant.

But if you don't get distracted to take the move, Zhang Haiyang's punch will blow the air, which should not be underestimated, and Han Yi is afraid that he will be equally defeated and invincible.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands.

How should Han Yi respond?

Swish!

Han Yi didn't look at Zhang Haiyang's punch, but his arm shook like a spirit snake, winding up along Zhao Zhanlong's fist, like a snake around a branch, his fingers were iron fingers, and like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, he swooped at Zhao Zhanlong's face, throat, eyes, chest, and hissing sound on his arm, it seemed that he had really become a big snake.

The strength of Wing Chun's iron fingers, the horizontal fist strength of Xingyi, and the chopping incense head of the twenty-four sword postures all converged in this hand, like a big bow catapulting, especially when he was exerting strength, his waist was bent like a bow, and the sound of crunching stretched to the limit.

Han Yi gave up his defense against himself, and also gave up the hard fight with Zhao Zhanlong, and suddenly changed his moves, like thousands of string-controlling soldiers shooting a volley, thousands of arrows rained up, and the sky and the earth were dark.

With one blow, Han Yi gave up his defense, was not afraid of life and death, and directly chose a lose-lose style.

Zhao Zhanlong was naturally startled, his arm also shook, and he also sent out a silk winding force, when he reached the martial arts realm like him, he could already control the musculoskeletal body at will, which was more accurate than a machine, hard or soft, hard as steel, soft as cotton, and at this time, he also followed Han Yi's arm to naturally erect, soft and soft, and became like a snake, stopping all of Han Yi's attacks.

The two of them went from hard to soft, and their two arms seemed to be glued together, with a bit of Tai Chi flavor, but no one dared to underestimate such might.

The energy exploded, the muscles and bones sounded in unison, and a series of popping sounds sounded again from the arms of the two people who were in contact, dense and continuous, like a balloon exploding, making people's hearts sway.

Kiss!

An unexpected explosion suddenly sounded, and when he saw Han Yi's body twisted, the chicken's feet suddenly lifted up, and he kicked up a piece of gravel under his feet like a cannonball, and hit Zhang Haiyang who attacked him like a cannonball.

It was just a simple kick, but it shocked many people, it was too unexpected, everyone was still thinking about how Han Yi would resolve the siege of the two, but they didn't expect Han Yi to take such a kick as if he didn't have it.

Han Yi still turned the sky with one palm, his arm stretched out high, as if reaching into space, borrowing power from the moon, and slamming it towards Zhao Zhanlong, full of dark energy!

Zhao Zhanlong's face changed, it was this punch again!

He took a deep breath, his whole body was like a big drum, and in the face of the palm under the overturning cover, his breath suddenly became constricted, and it seemed that the whole person had disappeared, and he was elusive. The person is gone, and the world cannot be found, so naturally Han Yi's palm will be in vain.

It is the momentum is gone, the fist is martial arts, and if there is no momentum, it will be three points weaker, Zhao Zhanlong took the initiative to let himself disappear, so that Han Yi's invincible momentum of one punch had no target, and the natural momentum dissipated.

Only then did he raise his palms out, bang on the ground, and collide with Han Yi.

On the other side, the stones flew like meteors, faster than Zhang Haiyang's speed, and they arrived in front of him in an instant.

Zhang Haiyang's complexion changed, his fist stretched forward, and with a bang, the stone was smashed into pieces, and the stone crumbs were scattered in all directions.

The powder crumbs are scattered like clouds and mist, and Zhang Haiyang rushed out in an instant, smashed it on the ground, lunged his palm, raised his legs and bent his knees, took a step forward, stomped his feet to exert force, his waist was like a dragon twist, his hands were arcing, such as plucking the qin xuan, his palms were like iron rakes, and his ten fingers were like ten poisonous snakes, shining on Han Yi's eyes, throat, chest, lower yin and many other vital points, golden hook and silver moon pipa hand.

Little Arhat fist, hand waving pipa.

Boom!

As soon as the air exploded, Han Yi and Zhao Zhanlong were separated in an instant, Han Yi's body shook, his footsteps slid to the right, and he faced Zhang Haiyang. Behind him, Zhao Zhanlong took a step back, his face flushed and distorted, although he caught this palm here, he couldn't withstand the tremendous power of this palm!

And Han Yi seemed to have been waiting for Zhang Haiyang's move for a long time, and he also stomped under his feet, but he had no strength, his body continued to shake, and his mind locked on Zhang Haiyang, and he slashed down with a punch, and the tiger-shaped chopping was like a knife swinging down, and it was like a simple force to chop off the enemy's head.

Han Yi directly broke the straight, split Huashan with force, and broke the little Luohan boxer who broke the ocean.

His arms were like windmills, and his fingers were like iron drills, just as soon as he hit it, Zhang Haiyang changed color, and he felt that his pipa hand was touching the steel and iron bones, making a clanging sound of gold and iron, and Han Yi's whole person on the opposite side was like a piece of diamond that was integrated into one piece, and he couldn't move it at all. And he had to be shaken back by the great force.

As soon as Han Yi wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue and kill Zhang Haiyang in one go, he felt a strong wind on the flanks.

After Zhao Zhanlong took a step back, he released his strength, inhaled and pounced again.

Tied hands collided, hard to rely on, like a giant spirit hitting a mountain, accompanied by a loud roar, Han Yi seemed to feel that he had returned to the era of the flood and famine, and he was angry and crashed into Buzhou Mountain.

Eight poles, iron mountain by the eye!

As soon as Han Yi heard the movement behind him, he knew that if he continued to pursue Zhao Haiyan, he would inevitably be gathered by Zhao Zhanlong on his side with more and more fierce momentum, and finally knock him into a meat patty.

Han Yi retreated.

The body pounced directly to the front, grabbed the ground with both hands, kicked under his feet, and instantly threw out and kicked a large stone with his hands and feet, using the technique of iron gall and hidden weapon, and smashed it towards Zhao Zhanlong.

Bang Bang Bang !!

Four or five fan-sized stones instantly smashed into Zhao Zhanlong's body, Zhao Zhanlong shook and bumped, and after the sound passed, they all smashed together, and then turned into finer stone powder or stone chips, and fell to the ground.

At this time, Han Yi had already taken advantage of this momentary effort to sweep out to a distance of seven or eight meters.

The moon is rounder and brighter.

"Zhang Haiyang, you finally made a move, I thought that you would only make a profit until I and Master Zhao split the winner. Han Yi looked at Zhang Haiyang and said.

"You're not a sandpiper, you're a real dragon, I really don't want to be an enemy with someone like you, so I don't want to fight a snake instead of dying, but being bitten by a snake. Zhang Haiyang has also sighed until now, but he didn't expect that he would fall into the abyss with a thought, and his family, power, and wealth were useless.

"Fortunately, my kung fu is quite passable, and it is enough to join forces with Master Zhao to kill you!" Zhang Haiyang finally made up his mind, at this moment, he took off his glasses and threw them on the ground, and tens of thousands of things were shattered with one foot, "Come on, Han Yi, let you also see my little Arhat Boxing!"

"It's a pity that although your little Arhat Fist is also superb, you are too gloomy to comprehend the Arhat wisdom and concentration of the unity of Zen and martial arts. Han Yi shook his head.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight first!" Zhang Haiyang interrupted Han Yi's speech, and Luo Hanbu turned around and pounced.

Zhao Zhanlong also struck in from one side.

"Haha! Okay! This is the battle I want, the dragon roars and the tiger roars, I am invincible!" Han Yi also killed, with one enemy and two.