Huang Que listened to Yang Fenglou's words and had the heart to scold back, but in the face of the facts, he had to shut up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was already sweating, and under Yang Fenglou's lips one after another, he could only support himself, how could he dare to distract himself from the battle of words?

After a long time, Yang Fenglou added a foot to the stick, raised his leg without a foot, secret and fierce, even if Huang Que tried his best, he barely avoided the kneecap, and was kicked on the outside of the calf, and under the severe pain, the body naturally leaned forward.

Yang Fenglou repeated his old tricks, hit his head mallet, and slammed Huang Que's face door, smashing his nose bleeding for a long time.

"Close melee, what's so difficult!

Specific internal force?

Than flexible?

Than Kung Fu?

That's not the point.

Close melee combat, compared to ferocity!

Yellow Sparrow, you're just a sinister villain, how do you know how to fight magnificently!

How can you be flexible in close combat, and how can you control your opponent with your 'momentum'?

You don't dare to get hurt.

You're afraid of death!

From beginning to end, you have taken the wrong path of martial arts!

If you run into Yang, you should die!"

Yang Fenglou scolded while scolding, but the wishful golden hoop stick in his hand did not stop, and he made a series of moves with his lips, the more he matched, the more he was strong, and in the end, even the long stick moves such as Water Dragon Yin and Chaotianzi were used, and he was not afraid of the yellow finch at all.

Not only that, as long as he is close, Yang Fenglou's shoulders, elbows, knees, feet, and even his head, up and down his body, there is no place that cannot be attacked!

This is completely beyond the barrier of moves, and between no moves and moves, you have to kill the yellow sparrow!

"I said that today, one of you and me will die within these three feet!

Yellow Sparrow, you give me your life!"

Yang Fenglou was really imposing, and the pursuit made Huang Que sweat and embarrassed.

Huang Que has been completely taken away by Yang Fenglou's momentum, there is no ability to parry, the power to fight back, can only barely support, he has the heart to escape, but desperately found that Yang Fenglou at the beginning of the battle, has put life and death out of the way, the powerful "potential" was deliberately suppressed by him within the control range, condensed like an iron wall, with Huang Que's own efforts, it is difficult to escape from his three zhang range.

This is the place of death and resurrection, right?

Yang Fenglou's "potential", like a cage, locked the two tightly together, maybe only one person killed, can open this cage!

The yellow finch was like a trapped beast, rushing left and right in the cage, but in the end, it came to no avail, and Yang Fenglou, a hunter, kept chasing after him, which made this sinister and vicious Huang family disciple completely collapse.

"Come on, besiege!

The members of the Huang family's special task force, all of whom were born in the Huang family, were infinitely loyal to the Huang family's children, listened to the order, regardless of their own safety, and all surrounded them, some **** feather arrows, some people held swords and slashed, and some simply punched and kicked Yang Fenglou's "potential"!

This Yang Fenglou has brought great pressure.

No matter how strong the "potential" is, after all, it is the external embodiment of the strong internal force of the masters of the rivers and lakes, although it is enough to kill a large number of low-grade Jianghu people, but it is difficult to escape the fate of two fists and four hands.

As the so-called ants bite the elephant to death, more than 30 members of the Huang family's special task force attacked with their lives and deaths, so that Yang Fenglou's iron-clad "potential" appeared bursts of vibration, and in the air, there were even circles of ripples.

Yang Fenglou sighed in his heart.

Emphasis on the inside but not on the outside, the condensation of "potential", with the level of their own three-grade Jianghu masters, it is difficult to be perfect after all, to achieve internal and external unity.

Glancing at Huang Que hatefully, Yang Fenglou ran the bitter meditation in his body.

The "momentum" changed suddenly.

It first expanded outwards suddenly, then contracted violently, and returned to a radius of three feet.

It rises and shrinks, like a spherical monster, and swallows the enemies surrounding it in one gulp.

More than thirty people in black, even if they had a feeling, they were not enough to deal with it, without exception, all of them were shrouded in Yang Fenglou's "potential".

Yang Fenglou suddenly made a gesture.

The "potential" that was originally like an iron wall suddenly became thick under Yang Fenglou's full outburst.

Obviously empty, there is a feeling of heaviness, and this feeling is becoming more and more obvious, like the sea, floating on the surface, just stagnant action, but as the depth increases, the pressure is enough to crush everything!

The black clothes of the Huang family's special operations team, like the Right Dragon Martial Army, are good at spying on intelligence and analyzing data, even if they need to assassinate, the people who are specifically responsible for the operation are also a minority, and among the people led by Huang Que, they are more accustomed to using cooperation and surprise attacks to kill opponents, and their own cultivation is generally not high.

They were suddenly surrounded by Yang Fenglou's "potential", and under the increasing pressure, it was equivalent to each of them facing the full force of the masters of the Sanpin rivers and lakes alone.

The results speak for themselves.

A cloud of blood mist burst open, it was a group of black-clothed people with the lowest grade, and they couldn't bear the huge pressure in Yang Fenglou's "potential".

A scream sounded, it was a wishful golden hoop stick, like an evil dragon out of the water, patrolling the territory, and killing uninvited guests one by one.

A moment later, the ground in a radius of three zhang was unexpectedly full of black-clothed people, and the air was still filled with blood mist, under the strong pressure, slowly drifting, and it was difficult to fall in the first place.

Yang Fenglou was very stunned.

killed more than half of the Huang family's special task force in one fell swoop, almost blinding Huang Jiajun's eyes, but it couldn't bring him comfort.

Why, no other.

Yellow Sparrow, ran.

This guy's heart is extremely cold, taking advantage of the change in Yang Fenglou's "potential", between rising and shrinking, he actually wrapped his "potential" around himself, and between the lightning and flint, he rushed out of the copper wall set up by Yang Fenglou for him.

After escaping from the cage, he ignored the screams behind him, didn't look back, and ran away.

After Yang Fenglou killed the black-clothed people, the yellow finch had already run away.

When Yang Fenglou saw it, he was immediately in a hurry, launched eight steps to catch the cicadas, and started to pursue.

The yellow finch looked back from a distance, and was so frightened that he shuddered and screamed loudly.

"Stop him!"

The voice was poignant.

The remaining men in black, after a little hesitation, had to obey the order.

Yang Fenglou was not polite, put away the stick, as long as it was someone who dared to be in front of him, no matter what the grade was, it was a water dragon roaring over.

These surviving men in black also belong to the Huang family's special task force, and the reason why they were not killed by Yang Fenglou's "potential" was because they were constantly **** feather arrows in the distance, as long as they picked up hand-to-hand combat, they were not opponents.

However, in a moment, a large number of black-clothed people died under Yang Fenglou's stick, and at this time, even if they were loyal to the Huang family, they were unwilling to step forward and send them to death.

Yang Fenglou snorted coldly, put away the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, and chased after Huang Que. (To be continued.) )