"Good!"

Han Yi has never been able to fight heartily and freely, whether it is the siege of a veteran chemical strength master like Takeda Funakoshi, or the interception of the Japanese Kaneda Shoichi and Yanagi Sakura alone, they have not been able to stimulate all his explosive power.

Only now, the owner of the Taekwondo Gym Wisdom Hall in front of him, Jin Yingjun, the Grandmaster of Transformation Strength at the peak of his physical strength, made all the cells in his body burn.

Han Yi came to Yunzhou to let go of his mind, mainly because in Yunzhou, he had Wu Tianshen, a top young man, falling behind his fart, and he could suppress anything, plus he got along well with several veteran masters at the level of Yunzhou Transformation Strength Grandmaster, so some of them moved in their hearts, there were no taboos, and they could do whatever they wanted.

This is different from in Shengjing, although he is strong in Shengjing, and he is also a great master in the Security Bureau, but he also needs to take into account a lot, and some things are not very comfortable.

For example, when he was an instructor in the Security Bureau, the chief bureau director Wang Wenhou personally agreed to arrange the matter, and a deputy director came down to implement it, but the people below had a thorn in the head, if it weren't for Han Yi's high kung fu, he would have to suffer a dumb loss.

The world is big, let me soar, the sea is wide, let me swim.

Han Yi had this feeling.

As soon as I started to move, I felt that my whole body was burning, Kong Ming Zhou Yu will meet a good talent.

"Kill!"

His body jumped directly over a distance of more than ten meters, opened with a tiger-shaped splitting fist, and slashed with both hands, separating Jin Yingjun's ears and throat.

Twin tigers out of the forest.

It was in the shape of a double tiger, slashing with both hands, extremely fierce, picking up like two sharp sluices, Han Yi seemed to have no sense of defense as soon as he made his move.

Moreover, his pounce attack adopts the body shape of a horse.

Every muscle he made a noise when he moved, and every muscle was like a barrel of gunpowder!

Breathtaking!

Hit the horse, like a horse running, the earth shakes, driving the harsh wind to blow, the horse shape is used to hit people, but the most important thing is the horse step, the most perfect movement of the starting strength, the soles of the feet move, the muscles of the two backs will flash, roll up and stretch, and put the arms through.

The strength of the whole body is round, and it is complete.

Although Jin Yingjun has always been vigilant, his mind only moved slightly, and he saw a dark shadow rushing in front of him, and the cold wind was already hitting people at the root of his ears and throat, and his scalp was numb.

"Good!"

Just as he said it, Jin Yingjun's voice didn't even come out of his mouth, and it was covered by Han Yi's fist whistle.

He is also a master, and his fingers are like knives, and he suddenly exerts his strength, turning into Emei thorns and stabbing at Han Yi's two fists.

The Emei thorn used in martial arts is about 30 centimeters long, its shape is a thick middle, two thin cones, the head is slightly flattened, diamond-shaped with a point, there is a ring in the middle, the ring is set on the practitioner's middle finger, the left and right hands each hold 1, use the wrist shake and fingers to pluck to make it rotate.

The attack power of the Emei stab is extremely strong, and if you talk about the degree of danger, it is even more weird than the sword, and it is a very big hole when you pierce it.

Of course, Jin Yingjun's fingers were not as exaggerated as Emei's thirty centimeters stab, but with a stab blow, it directly hit the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath, which was extremely harsh.

It's hard to buy a sound.

As soon as the two of them moved, they could see the sound of crackling in the air everywhere, and anyone in the field who saw it felt that the two were fighting desperately, fighting to the death without any scruples.

Even if you don't know martial arts, you know that at this moment, one person will live and one person will die between the two.

Han Yi faced Jin Yingjun's fingers and made Emei thorns, but he didn't move, but his palms arched slightly, and his five fingers stretched forward, like the tip of a knife that popped out.

But Han Yi suddenly felt that the person in front of him was deep and introverted, and he seemed to be loose at will, but in fact, all the essence and spirit were gathered in the dantian of the body, the thigh muscles were wrapped in a circle, and a spine was hovering steadily like a dragon, always giving him a heavy feeling of landing, and always giving him the opportunity to rise for nine days.

With such a demeanor, he can burst out at any time, and his playing style is ever-changing, attacking in all directions.

The general's tent sat and watched the soldiers and horses of the world, his demeanor was freehand, and then three thousand iron armor surrounded him, and there were many sword and axe hands, which seemed to be idle, but he was about to start, and the sword and iron horse were floating in the air.

There were many boxers present, but only a few people could see this famous name in an instant.

Burst!

Han Yi didn't hesitate to hit Jin Yingjun's fingers, Jin Yingjun's fingers pushed up hard, and there was no special change, but it was just a simple upward thrust, and the style of play was changeable, so it was better to thrust hard.

Jin Yingjun is not a simple Emei thorn, when the finger pierced into Han Yi's palm, it had already shrunk back, like when the fist was not yet clenched, the thumb was half open, and it was like Wing Chun hitting half of the inch, and when the two inches were strong, the change on the fingers.

So after the poof, Jin Yingjun spun and stirred in Han Yi's palm, like an electric drill, to penetrate Han Yi's entire palm!

Han Yi also had a change of move, his palms were slightly weak, like chicken paws, and when Jin Yingjun's fingers stabbed in, his five fingers were immediately buckled, and he wanted to buckle Jin Yingjun's fingers.

Jin Yingjun is an electric drill bit, and Han Yi is a diamond lock.

Bang!

Click!

The palms of the two of them seemed to have sparks coming out of their palms, crackling and crackling, as if the steel had not been oiled, and the sound was extraordinary.

Han Yi didn't expect Jin Yingjun to have such a deep attainment in his fingers, and after the two handed over one hand, they collided, and then they separated and continued to change moves.

Jin Yingjun suddenly made a harrier move into the forest, girded, back, crossed hands, arms to protect the chest, forearm ribs, palm crotch protection, and hard drill with the body facing forward.

This posture is like a bird wrapping its wings around its body and penetrating through the woods.

The harrier entered the forest with a hard drill and squeezed, and instantly rushed into Han Yi's midline arms, and used his waist and ribs to raise and beat.

Han Yi was not panicked, calm as water, with both hands, he used a Tai Chi boxing to move and hammer, his hands crossed, and his legs were also crossed, as if the whole person was pulling a hundred stone hard bows.

With a push and a press, Jin Yingjun was sealed outside the middle palace line of his body, and his moves were as if he had pulled out a slingshot to shoot birds.

Tai Chi moved and hammered, Han Yi used a different taste, flowing water, but he did not have the fierce power of Tai Chi Boxing.

But Jin Yingjun didn't want to change his figure in mid-air, and the harrier turned into a frightened bird in the moment he entered the forest, fluttered and flew away, and when he was startled, he flew out more than ten meters.

Han Yi followed in an instant, his moves were changing, and when he moved the block in mid-air, it turned into a straight fist, and he bombarded out with one punch, hitting Jin Yingjun's chest directly.