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The black dragon stretched out three fingers, "You only need to take my three punches, then, I will spare your life." ”

His eyes were very indifferent, and his gaze at Guan Ping didn't even have a trace of waves, as if he was not a person, but a dead thing.

Guan Ping's face was extremely ugly, and this kind of indifference made him even more uncomfortable than ridicule and even disdain.

This is clearly that he didn't take him seriously at all.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his life was gone, could he still weaken his momentum at this time?

shouted at the moment: "Don't say three punches, it's thirty punches, and I can take your grandfather!"

The black dragon sneered, "Okay, I hope you've been so tough." ”

As soon as the words fell, Guan Ping suddenly stood up, and the eyebrow stick in his hand slammed down angrily with a whining sound!

He is not stupid, the black dragon said three punches, and he really has to stiffen up to pick him up three punches?

In a situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, only by rushing to attack can we have a chance to win.

The strength of this stick is not weak, and it can be seen that Guan Ping also has a good martial arts cultivation.

However, when the black dragon saw that the Qi Mei stick was approaching, he did not dodge or dodge, but instead moved the corners of his mouth and smiled.

When!

Guan Ping's mouth was numb, but he was overjoyed in his heart, because he clearly saw that the stick he had done his best had smashed on the black dragon's black and shiny head.

This eyebrow short stick was given by Guan Ping's master when he became an artist, and he has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has fought many strong enemies, and Guan Ping has even regarded it as his second life.

It is precisely because of this that he is extremely confident in his stick, not to mention his head, it is a boulder, he can't say it, and he has to be smashed into pieces.

Smack-crack!

However, the joy on his face had just risen when he heard a sound that made his heart beat violently.

This sound was by no means the sound of the black dragon's brain being smashed by him.

So...... What is it?

He was in a daze, when he suddenly felt that the palm of the stick suddenly sank, his eyelids jumped, and suddenly a black shadow seemed to bounce out of the black dragon's head.

Guan Ping's heart sank to the bottom.

looked at the Qi Mei stick, and sure enough, the black shadow that bounced out was one of the Qi Mei sticks that he cherished as life.

His second life was broken.

The head door was hit hard, and the black dragon didn't even frown, but laughed, and a spring thunder suddenly exploded in his mouth: "First punch, take it!"

The right fist is suddenly stretched to the extreme like a taut bowstring!

Woo!

The punch came out, as if it was off the string, if it was shocking, the fist wind that broke out was even more violent than Guan Ping's angry slash with a Qi Mei stick.

Guan Ping's complexion changed immediately.

He is not a rookie who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, and he has participated in a lot of battles in rivers and lakes, large and small, and he has extremely rich experience when facing the enemy.

Can you catch this punch?

No way!

Guan Ping's incomparably rich experience in battles only gave the answer in an instant.

But so what?

There are some things that you don't want to take, so you can not take them.

For example, the black dragon's fist.

All this is only in the electric light, when Guan Ping already has an answer in his heart that cannot be hard-connected, all he can do is hard-connect.

The broken Qi Mei stick was held horizontally by his hands, and the internal force of his whole body was almost pushed to the extreme, and he desperately lost to his hands.

Holding sticks in both hands, sealed horizontally on his chest, this is the only response Guan Ping can make before the punch arrives.

Smack-crack!

The black dragon's right fist rammed down on Guan Ping's chest like a pile, and the Qi Mei stick was almost blocked in front of his chest at the last moment, and he tasted the fist one step ahead of Guan Ping's chest.

So, Guan Ping heard the sound of his second life breaking again, but this time, he didn't have time to feel distressed.

Because...... After the eyebrow stick, it was his body.

Under the right fist of the black dragon, the Qi Mei stick, which was as thick as a child's arm, was as fragile as a wheat rod, and it didn't even block it for a moment, almost at the same time as the stick body broke, Guan Ping only felt that his chest was hit by a 10,000-pound boulder, and his strong body trembled violently, and he was violently beaten backwards by the huge impact.

Poof!

The person was still in the air, Guan Ping's throat tightened, and the qi and blood in his body surged up like a river and a sea, and his mouth opened, spurting out a large mouthful of blood arrows.

Plop!

The power of a punch was as strong as this, Guan Ping's body flew upside down five or six zhang away, and when he was exhausted and fell, he had already reached the surface of the river.

"Hey, it's useless, it's just a punch. ”

The black dragon slowly withdrew his fist and blew lightly on the surface of his fist, as if talking to himself, but he didn't look at the surface of the river.

Guan Ping, who was as strong as an ox, couldn't even take a punch from the black dragon? This result made everyone present gasp, including the seven Black Dragon Guild members behind the black dragon, looking at the black dragon's eyes, they were already frightened.

At this moment, the audience was silent, no one dared to speak, and even made a little noise, lest the next one to suffer would be himself.

Apart from......

Plop!

Suddenly, someone from the boat seemed to fall into the river, making a big splash.

"Fool!"

"Husband!"

On the ferry, the voices of An An and Hua Xiangrong sounded in no particular order, and the two were lying on the guardrail, looking anxiously into the river.

The person who fell into the water on the boat was actually Jian Chen?

Whoa!

In a few breaths, two heads emerged from the place where Guan Ping fell into the water, and it was Jian Chen and Guan Ping, who was pale and golden.

It turned out that he jumped into the river, but it was to save people.

Fortunately, the river where the ferry is located has a gentle current, and Guan Ping's body is heavy, so he sank straight to the bottom and was not swept away by the current.

Jian Chen struggled to lift Guan Ping's body with one hand, and with the other hand and his feet, he tried his best to paddle to the shore, he loved to go to the stream under Bai Yue Peak to play, but it was not bad because of his water nature, he didn't paddle a few times, and his feet were already on the ground.

Coming ashore, Jian Chen reversed Guan Ping's body and slapped him on the back with a gentle palm, only to hear a vomit, Guan Ping spit out a mouthful of river water mixed with blood.

He propped his hands on the ground, vomited a few more mouthfuls of water, and gasped for breath for a long time.

"Little brother, you saved me, thank you!"

His face was still golden, but he was still conscious, and he said to Jian Chen gratefully.

Jian Chen waved his hand, and was about to speak, when the black dragon's voice came from behind him, causing him to frown.

"Huh, can you still catch your breath?"

On the face of the black dragon, there was not much surprise, but the meaning of ridicule was a little heavier.

Jian Chen's face was calm, and Guan Ping, who was holding a breath with one hand and wanted to stand up, turned around and said to Heilong: "This brother, you have to spare people and spare people." ”