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The two people on the field fought for dozens of rounds, and finally separated after a muffled bang. One person stood still, while the other flew out and fell to the ground on his back, with oozing from the corners of his mouth. Bleeding.
When everyone saw clearly, they were all shocked. The person standing in the field was not the Mr. Wu Wu Di they expected, but the scarred man. Mr. Wu had lost. Mr. Wu would actually lose. It was difficult for people to accept this fact. They Everyone regarded Mr. Wu as their savior.
"I didn't expect you to have such great internal energy. It seems I underestimated you. I didn't lose unjustly." Mr. Wu stood up reluctantly and said feebly. He seemed to have aged all of a sudden. The internal energy he had always been proud of was still there. He was vulnerable in front of this man. He knew that this man was not serious at first, otherwise he would not have been able to sustain dozens of rounds and would have been defeated long ago.
"It doesn't matter if you have great internal energy. You have stayed in a small place for a long time. You are like frogs at the bottom of a well. You have never seen what it means to be an expert"
Feng Lang sneered and said, it turned out that he was chased by Lord Xiong and fled overseas. He was fortunate enough to be apprenticed to an expert. After completing his studies, he joined a foreign mercenary organization and experienced killings and battles on the battlefield. The baptism of fire is used to hone his martial arts. His kung fu is not comparable to Mr. Wu's own practice. It is tempered in the environment of life and death. Even if he encounters an opponent of the same strength, Feng Lang can kill him. Dead rival.
Su Weifeng also nodded secretly. He is a mercenary himself, and he is one of the top mercenary groups in the world. He is well aware of the brutality of mercenaries in the war. Which veteran who can survive has not crawled out from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood? Just like tigers in the zoo and wild tigers, they are the same species, but their strength and lethality are completely different.
"You are indeed a master, but how about you try my skills." Master Huo sneered and stood up. He was very angry when he told Feng Lang that they were all frogs in the well. He is the authentic successor of Huojiaquan, and Mr. Wu This side branch of Bajiquan is different.
"Hahaha, you really don't know how to live or die, then I will help you." Feng Lang laughed and went up to meet him.
Master Huo was worthy of being the successor of Huo Family Boxing. As soon as he made a move, his fist shadows were all over the sky. They were both real and illusory. Feng Lang became solemn in a rare way. He did not expect that there was actually one of the people invited by Master Xiong. Master, this boxing technique already had the flavor of power. He just felt like the world was pressing down on him, making him look extremely small.
Feng Lang was tossing and turning, his martial arts tended to be tough and straight forward, but Master Huo used softness to overcome strength and followed the flow of technique. Under the shadow of the fists in the sky, he seemed to have grown three heads and six arms. Fang Lang was not willing to be outdone and rushed towards him, the two of them entangled. They were fighting together, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.
Su Weifeng was also surprised. He didn't expect that Master Huo was really good at it. This boxing technique showed the style of a master, which was definitely not comparable to ordinary martial artists. This was everyone's heritage.
A smile gradually appeared on Mr. Xiong's face. Although he couldn't understand it clearly, it was obvious that Feng Lang was at a disadvantage and was a little angry now, while Master Huo seemed to be at ease. In this way, the superiority was decided.
Wang Zhengtai was shocked at this time. He didn't expect that a martial artist could be so strong. He felt that his Taekwondo was the top martial arts. He lost to Su Weifeng because he didn't practice enough. As long as he continued to work hard and improved his rank, there was nothing Su Weifeng could do. Own.
The martial arts competition between Feng Lang and Mr. Wu just now was nothing. Both of them were fighting head-on, and I didn't feel how powerful they were. But now Master Huo's kung fu has made Wang Zhengtai incomprehensible. Why does it feel like he has three heads and six arms? This is different from Taekwondo. The simple kicking techniques were completely different. Compared with Master Huo's martial arts, Wang Zhengtai felt a little bitter in his heart. Could it be that he was really practicing fancy fists and embroidered legs.
Feng Lang was also surprised. His decisive killing move could not do anything to Master Huo for a while, but he did not panic. He was just playing for fun. Now let me show you my true strength.
Feng Lang's whole aura suddenly surged, and a faint white film appeared on the surface of his body, and his whole person exuded a thick and majestic aura. Under this aura, Master Huo only felt difficulty breathing, as if a piece of The boulder was pressing on his chest, and his boxing skills were not as flexible as before.
"Xuan level?" Master Huo was shocked and retreated. He only had one thought in his mind, which was to escape.
The corners of Feng Lang's mouth raised slightly, and he took a step forward. The ground shook, and his body flew out fiercely. Master Huo was shocked. Seeing Feng Lang getting closer and closer, he knew that he couldn't avoid this attack. Feng Lang gave Feng Lang a terrifying blow with his teeth. This time the two collided with each other. Feng Lang stood firmly on the spot, while Master Huo flew backwards for more than ten meters until he hit the fixedThe stone table on the ground stopped, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, with a look of horror in his eyes.
"Xuan level? How is it possible?" Master Huo exclaimed.
"Haha, I'm not at the Xuan level yet, but it's still one step away." Feng Langyin said with a smile.
At this time, Mr. Xiong felt like he was falling into the abyss, and shouted in horror: "Quickly do it, kill him."
Master Huo is the last support of Master Xiong. Seeing that Master Huo is no match for him, Master Xiong is heartbroken. However, he still has gunners. The ones we brought here today are all sharpshooters who have served in the army. They are far from ordinary ones. Comparable to small gangsters.
Following Xiong Ye's order, five black figures appeared in the distant grass, on the big trees, and behind the rockery. The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the scarred man. The gunfire rang out, but it did not hit the scarred man. The scarred man jumped sideways, a standard military action, and threw out a flying knife, hitting a gunman in the throat.
He didn't stop once he got the blow, he instantly appeared in another position, threw out the knife again, and killed another gunman. The remaining gunmen felt chills in their hearts, feeling that they were not facing a person but a god of death. After a few breaths, Finally, all the gunmen fell silent.
It has been less than ten minutes since Feng Lang appeared on the scene. He defeated Wu Hao, Wu Di, and Master Huo in a row, and killed all the gunmen. Now there are many dead and wounded on the scene, and the remaining people are looking at this person in horror. Among the grim reaper-like figures, only Su Weifeng was still eating snacks and drinking tea, but no one paid attention to him, and Feng Lang also chose to ignore him.
Wang Zhengtai and his father were huddled behind the table at this time, not daring to say a word. Facing such a powerful warrior, the head of the Wang family had no deterrent effect at all. Originally, he also brought bodyguards, ready to help Master Xiong. A helping hand, but he still dares to take action now. Several bodyguards he brought are shrinking behind, not daring to take action.
Feng Lang walked towards Mr. Xiong step by step, turning a blind eye to the other people. The other people present now were like ants to him, only Mr. Xiong remained in their eyes.
Mr. Xiong's face was ashen and his legs were weak. Fortunately, he was sitting on a stone bench now. If not for the stone bench, he would have collapsed on the ground. Although he has experienced various situations from birth to death to achieve his current status, but This does not mean that he is not afraid of death, and the current situation is that he has no ability to fight back. He can't even hurt the enemy and can only wait for death to come.
"Feng Lang, we have never known each other before. I am willing to give you half of my property as compensation for you. Wouldn't it be great if we jointly control this Chinatown." Mr. Xiong still wanted to struggle, but He still didn't dare to say all the property, he was still reluctant to part with it. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com