Yang Zhen was highly concentrated. This was his first time against a mid-level innate master. While he was extremely looking forward to it, he also discovered his serious lack of experience, because he was almost caught by Wu Jianhong just now.

"Transformation, good footwork. I didn't expect this kind of footwork really exists. Brother, we are going to do it this time. Be careful not to kill him. I must pry the movement out of his mouth." The footwork of changing positions,”

Wu Jianhong's eyes were full of greed, which made Yang Zhen a little surprised. The Six Kings, who have been passed down for thousands of years, would actually be interested in this kind of shifting footwork. Did he overestimate the strength of the Six Kings, or did he overestimate the strength of the Six Kings in front of him? These two guys were so good, Yang Zhen had doubts on his face.

"Brother, you alone are enough to deal with them. I'll buy breakfast." Wu Jianjun said this so boldly that Yang Zhen became nervous again. Could it be that these two guys were hiding their strength.

"It's shameless, Xiaohua, you go deal with that idiot, and I'll deal with this idiot,"

An idiot, a fool. On the one hand, Yang Zhen wants Chen Xiaohua not to put any pressure on him, and on the other hand, he wants to completely anger the other party. With Yang Zhen’s experience in fighting enemies for so many years, a small person will indeed use his full strength after being angry, but with high strength, After a person becomes angry, he will subconsciously despise him. Yang Zhen doesn't understand what is going on.

"If you don't seek death, you won't die. I'm going to make you pay for what you just said."

Wu Jianhong raised his iron fist and blasted directly at Yang Zhen. This guy actually didn't use weapons, which surprised Yang Zhen. Two swords appeared in his hands, and Yang Zhen used the walking dragon footwork to fight Wu Jianhong.

Wu Jianhong has a thin red Qi mask all over his body. This guy has actually used Qi to such a proficient level. It would be impossible for Yang Zhen to kill Wu Jianhong with just two broken swords in his hands. This Qi mask Even the bullets of submachine guns can be blocked, not to mention his two broken swords that are useless.

In desperation, Yang Zhen threw away the two swords, raised his fists and started fighting Wu Jianhong in close combat. But what shocked Yang was that before Wu Jianhong made a move, he was directly hit by the opponent's lightning-fast fist. After twelve punches, he did a flying trapeze for the first time in his history.

"Brother-in-law, are you okay?" Chen Xiaohua and Wu Jianjun were facing each other. They were fighting equally at the moment. No one could do anything to the other. Seeing Yang Zhen being beaten away, Chen Xiaohua was distracted and gave the opponent an opportunity. Wu Jianjun took advantage of the situation. Instead, he struck out seventeen swords in one blow, beating Chen Xiaohua until he could only dodge.

"If you can't die, please kill him quickly and help me," Yang Zhen gave Chen Xiaohua a death order.

"My cultivation level is pretty good. I was able to stand up after being punched twelve times in a row. You are the third one, but it is a pity that this will be the last time you stand up."

From the previous fight, both Yang Zhen and Wu Jianhong already had a rough idea of ​​the opponent's strength. Just as Wu Jianhong said, if he really punched Yang Zhen twelve more times, Yang Zhen would be disabled or dead.

"Hey, you won't know the outcome until the last moment," Yang Zhen could only say such an innocuous sentence to comfort himself.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Wu Jianhong had no intention of giving Yang Zhen a chance to recover. A three-foot short stick suddenly appeared in his hand and swept directly towards Yang Zhen. This sudden attack shocked Yang Zhen because he felt After Wu Jianhong got this short stick, his strength actually doubled, which made Yang Zhen feel incredible.

"This should be the legendary magic weapon. It's really amazing. One more magic weapon doubles its strength. If this thing is in my hand, and with the power of a thousand catties, this stick can sweep across it, wouldn't it be You can split the boulders,"

After Yang Zhen saw the short stick in Wu Jianhong's hand, he immediately decided to get it. With this magical weapon in hand, Yang Zhen's strength would definitely not be as simple as doubling.

Yang Zhen used the Wandering Dragon Footwork to avoid the fatal blow. Now the only useful thing he has is the Wandering Dragon Footwork. The useful thing is actually the most useless. This makes him extremely depressed and he keeps dodging. While Wu Jianhong was attacking, he was also looking for opportunities to seize the short stick.

Seeing that Yang Zhen did not dare to confront him head-on and just ran away, Wu Jianhong laughed. Originally, he was going to directly use the super strong stick technique to kill Yang Zhen, but Yang Zhen's speed was too fast and he had no time to use it. However, Wu Jianhong was not worried at all, because performing footwork also required a lot of Qi. He was going to use up Yang Zhen's Qi and get a big advantage.

His plan was really good, so in the following time, although Wu Jianhong still looked like he was using all his strength, in fact, they were all feints. They looked impressive, but in fact he didn't have any strength at all. As for his true energy, Then there is no more.

Just as Wu Jianhong thought, Yang Zhen's Wandering Dragon Footwork did consume a lot of energy, and with Yang Zhen's high concentration of energy, it consumed a huge amount of energy. However, after avoiding more than a dozen sticks in a row, Yang Zhen discovered that No, Wu Jianhong's attack made him feel so fluent.

At first, Yang Zhen thought it was a set of stick techniques, that's why he was so smooth. But the more he looked at it, the more something was wrong. However, Yang Zhen couldn't tell what was wrong. He was still avoiding the short stick attacks.

Here, Yang Zhen is being chased all over the mountain by Wu Jianhong, but on Chen Xiaohua's side, it's a real fight. Both of them are masters of swords, and they both hold magical weapons. In addition, their strength is not much different, so they fight It was a dangerous situation. Yang Zhen could vaguely see that Chen Xiaohua's body was covered with wounds. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

But the moment Yang Zhen saw the wounds all over Chen Xiaohua's body, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. He finally knew something was wrong, but after all, this was just a guess. He wanted to gamble with his life to see if his guess was true and win. , he can turn defeat into victory, and if he loses, it will definitely be death.

Now that he had made a decision, Yang Zhen slowly slowed down his pace. When Wu Jianhong saw that Yang Zhen's speed had slowed down, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, swung his short stick and attacked faster, and Yang Zhen slowly moved forward because of this. Slowing down, Yang Zhen confirmed his guess when the short stick swept across his head and he didn't feel the strong wind.
Chapter completed!