Han Yi's standard finger is now practiced to the point where he can easily pierce watermelon peels and crush walnuts.

Whether it is speed, reflection and flexibility, it has been improved several times, and at this time, a prick, just like two chopsticks to pick up vegetables, is fast and accurate.

The black-clothed killer faced the two-finger eyes, his body shook, and he squatted down in an instant, as if he had become a little man, and Han Yi hit the air with a snap.

The black-clothed killer squatted, and then leaned around and walked behind Han Yi, as if around Han Yi to open the door curtain, his hand was raised in the air, and he slashed Han Yi's face.

Han Yi seemed to feel that a monkey was frightened, and he was about to jump up when he squatted down, but at the same time, he counterattacked and defended himself.

Monkey usage, helmet.

Han Yi's hand intersected with the black-clothed killer's knee rush, and at this time, he naturally felt the recovery movement of his knee, and at the same time sensed the muscle force shaking to the side, Han Yi knew that the black-clothed killer was going to squat to avoid his mark.

I actually felt the next move.

Tai Chi can hear the strength, am I now at this level?

As soon as the thought turned, Han Yi also turned in the direction of the black-clothed killer's oblique step, so that the two faced each other face to face again.

The monkey-shaped helmet was naturally dissolved by Han Yi at once.

Both of them stared at each other with solemn expressions at this time, although they were close at hand, they were motionless, and each secretly accumulated strength.

"Jin Bee?" Han Yi remained silent and quietly calmed down.

"Tongmen, which one are you, and who is Master?" said the black-clothed killer Wengsheng.

As soon as Han Yi heard this, he saw that the black-clothed killer's voice was like a big bellows drumming, and he knew that this person was also doing the same thing.

"Patriarch Liu Qilan, learn boxing Jinmen Yang Hong!" Han Yi remembered that when he first learned boxing, his grandfather said that he wanted him to repay his teacher's kindness, so he remembered the inheritance of his Xingyi boxing.

"It's not one, I'm Dai Longbang's apprentice. The black-clothed killer sighed, as if he had regret.

But Han Yi became vigilant, after talking for a while, his breath had calmed down, his stomach relaxed, his legs trembled slightly, he felt soft, and the pores of his whole body were also softened, no longer bulging like iron beans.

Seeing that the black-clothed killer didn't sweat, he must have done the same······

"Don't blame me!"

Suddenly, Han Yi heard a slight clicking sound again, and he suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, his hair stood upside down, and the black-clothed killer who had been staring at him with his eyes slashed over with a punch at this time, directly slashing Han Yi's face.

As soon as he said it, he made a move, and this clicking sound was the sound made by the black-clothed killer's forearm raised, and Han Yi immediately raised his spirit to the most nervous state.

Han Yi also waved his clothes, slashed the wrist of the black-clothed killer with a knife, and kicked the killer's knee like a crutch under his feet.

The black-clothed killer's slashing fist was retracted like a whip, and his leg was also retracted, and Han Yi was kicked into the air all of a sudden. But Han Yi didn't care, he stepped on the ground with a kick in the air, twisted his body and slammed it, and entered the front of the killer, and the two were one step away.

Small thoughts, waist and horse unity, Japanese word punch!

Beat!

Han Yi instantly moved like a tiger, as fast as a whirlwind, and his fists fell on the black-clothed killer as densely as raindrops.

The black-clothed killer also used all his strength, and used his fist in succession, and when he waved his hand and legs, the wind and thunder were agitated, and the two of them fought with a bang. From the asphalt road black pavement all the way into the community green belt, and then from the community green belt, the grass and trees are broken, and the sand and stones are flying.

In the end, the two of them hit all the way to the side of the fountain, and both of them used a fierce and bright fighting style, and their movements were as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder.

Especially the two of them punched through the air, the air crackled with each blow, the action was powerful, it was jaw-dropping, and the asphalt road that the two had fought was okay, the ground was relatively hard, and there was no change in sight, and the green belt was miserable, as if it had been reclaimed by a ploughstick.

Now the two of them are cautious, Han Yi felt his arrogance by attacking the black-clothed killer, and knew that this person must have practiced dark energy, so he was always on guard, this person became a dark energy, and he was afraid that he would suddenly give him a dark energy to kill him, and he would directly spray his strength like a needle and kill himself, and then the game would be over.

When the two of them arrived at the fountain, they were all disgraced, Han Yi slowed down, took a deep breath again, put a two-word pair of tongs under his feet, and a shelf of small thoughts in his hands, and as soon as his body moved, the dust shook a layer.

The black-clothed killer on the opposite side is a three-body pose and a bear-shaped, and with a shake of his arms, he also shakes off the dust all over his body.

The two have a bit of the feeling of a peerless duel in the movie, but this is what is said in the boxing scripture: "One force, the beginning and the end tremble!"

Roar!

A tiger roar sounded, Han Yi's expression was shocked, the two of them were only a foot apart, and the black-clothed killer rushed in front of him in three steps, like a tiger jumping into a stream, and his fist exploded in the air like a cannonball.

Accumulating the power of three steps and sending out a sky-high cannon fist, it should have been a fierce fist, but Han Yi felt something different, the strength was fire, but the fist wind was soft, like water, giving him a punch that was compatible with water and fire, and the taste of yang fire and yin charms.

Not good!

This punch is a killer move, and it is a dark energy.

How to disassemble?

Han Yi instinctively kicked the ground with his left foot, retreated with his right foot, and jumped half a step back along the ground with both feet, in the shape of a horse.

But the black-clothed killer followed up in an instant, the tiger-shaped split, the wind moved with the clouds, and the dark energy reappeared!

Han Yi was retreating, his left foot was buckled, his right foot was retracted half a step, and he turned his body backwards, and at the same time held his left fist, stretched forward to cover his elbow, and hid his right fist at his waist, always ready.

Han Yi retreated twice in a row, his heart trembled, knowing that he couldn't retreat anymore, if he retreated again, this person's momentum would accumulate, and it would be even more difficult for him to resist this person's fighting momentum.

Han Yi retreated, the killer entered, the momentum was like a tiger descending the mountain, the soles of his shoes stepped on the ground under his feet, and white smoke came out, which showed that there was a black-clothed killer with huge power on his body, chasing Han Yi.

Can't retreat, behind Han Yi is the fountain pool, and then retreat to the marble wall, he faced the killer with a volley punch, suddenly took a sharp breath, his chest collapsed inward, and the right fist hidden in his waist suddenly hit the killer's heart, like stabbing people with a knife, like a javelin, Han Yi knew that the secret strength relied on the heart!

Buzzing!!

Han Yi punched his whole body!

Between the lightning and flint, Han Yi's chest seemed to be pierced by a cactus, and then his eyes turned black, his heart seemed to be held by a huge palm, and he felt that he could pinch himself with a light force.

And his fist was slammed into by the killer's punch, neutralized, and reverberate.

I'm going to lose······

Han Yi's thought suddenly shrugged, his spine trembled, and a force was in vain, and the right fist that was beaten back was suddenly opened, like a knife suddenly stabbing forward.

The hand knife directly opened the killer's fist, and pierced into the heart of the black-clothed killer like a poisonous snake!

Bang!

Han Yi was also completely solidified with one palm.

It crackled and hit the marble of the pool.

Looking at the man in black again, there are two finger-sized holes in the heart, and it seems that through the bones, you can see a heart beating with a poof, but at this moment, blood suddenly gushes out and flows all over the black clothes of the black-clothed killer.

"Hahaha······ Boy, today I understand what it means to be afraid of being young and strong, if there are two more years, you enter the dark energy, and I will die today!"

"It's a pity······ It's a pity!"

The man in black's heart was bleeding, he covered it with his hand, took out a dagger from his body, and walked towards Han Yi who collapsed to the ground, Han Yi was hit by a blow in the chest, and then his heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, losing its previous vitality, and his beating was not for a while, and his breathing gradually stopped.

His eyes gradually lost focus, and finally his eyes went dark, and he fainted to death after listening to the words of the killer.

Han Xiaoye······

Han Yi opened his eyes suddenly, his face flushed, as if all the blood had gathered on it.

The black-clothed killer had already come to the front of him, and he was half-squatting, and he was also in great pain, when he saw Han Yi wake up suddenly, he was short of breath, and his eyes glowed incredibly, but he was trying to react, and at this time, the dark energy was finished, and he was sweating like rain, but he couldn't blow up his hair.

Final Blow!

Bang!

Fingers, chickens peck rice.

Poof!

The finger was instantly inserted into the throat of a killer who was close at hand, like a finger, and like a chicken shaving food, the finger was inserted and torn left and right.

The black-clad killer's throat was like an open shower faucet, and the hot blood spurted out.

This time it was over, and Han Yi was completely silent.

The black-clothed killer also covered his throat with his hands in a daze, and the dagger fell to the ground and clanged, spreading out in the dark night for a long time, and finally hung down in front of Han Yi on his knees.