Yang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, sat on his hips with his waist, his arms formed a bridge, and the poisonous snake scattered his letters and plastered on the white shadow's ankles.

Just as we are about to turn softness into rigidity, we will fight back fiercely.

But he felt that the sharp kick was not under any force when he put it on, and the other foot came first, kicking it on his chest like a strong arrow.

Yang Lin felt stuffy, his chest was in his mouth, and his feet were sinking... A flash of qi and blood on his face, and his body fell down for several points, and the dust under his feet was ashen as waves.

After receiving a sudden heavy blow, he had no time to use a thousand-pound pendant to transmit the power to his feet, and the brick and stone floor made a spider web trace crack.

Before the white shadow could land, his body was spinning in the air, and his other foot kicked over like lightning, and the target was still at the throat.

"good."

Yang Lin's eyes lit up, and he was not surprised but happy.

The guy's legs in front of him were indeed amazingly beautiful. He had three legs in the air, and the reality changed as fast as lightning.

His pair of bridge hands were tempered into steel, and his rigidity and flexibility changed. He actually missed the opponent's power change and underestimated his speed. He got a move as soon as he fought.

Fortunately, although this man's body is as quick as a monkey and his attack is astonishingly fast, his power is only barely at the beginning of Mingjin.

The maximum boxing force is more than 600 kilograms, and the maximum leg strength is no more than 800 kilograms.

This kind of power strike can still withstand a few harsh blows.

He didn't move at all, he clasped his palms into his fists, and did not retreat.

With a bang, it hit the opponent's three-pointer at the bottom of his foot.

The bottom of the thousand layers exploded like a butterfly, and the huge force shaking, and the two of them retreated.

The white shadow turned over, his feet stretched out, and fell lightly on the ground, without any surprise when he lit the dust.

He stretched his feet with his eyes, drew an arc with one hand and pressed back with the other hand, like a crane dancing like an eagle flying, his eyes were all cold, and he smiled:

"Iron Line punches are good, but unfortunately my body is a little stupid and powerful. So what if I can't beat it?"

"Where is my fourth sister?"

Yang Lin didn't laugh.

He didn't forget that the plum blossom thief Zhang He was actually mentally a bit perverted.

Just be lustful, but you have made many tricks to satisfy your inner filth and despicableness.

With the other party's way of doing things, the fourth sister Yang Ying may be in danger at this time.

"I'll talk about it if I won. If I can't win, I can only let your Yang family come over.

No, no one may collect the body. Whether your Yang family can keep it is still a question."

Yang Lin's eyes shrank, "Sure enough, you have joined forces with the Qing Gang."

You can hear it from the other person's words.

It seemed that the Yang family would not escape this disaster, so they started without any scruples.

It is very likely that it is just working with the Qing Gang.

Could it be that it is another strategy to lead the snake out of the hole?

It's true that you're not afraid of monotony, as long as it's easy to use.

Thinking that Uncle Da was still at home and dozens of gunmen were guarding him, Yang Lin felt sure again and suppressed his anxiety.

During the competition, you should avoid random thoughts. The most correct way to do this is to deal with the opponent in front of you, and you don’t need to think too much.

Seeing Yang Lin's expression just moved slightly, he immediately calmed down, standing there like a mountain of people standing like a mountain.

Zhang He frowned slightly, knowing that he was a strong enemy.

If you can't use tricks, then attack hard.

He shouted coldly, "I feel so brave and kind-hearted, I can't bear to beat you to death. Try my plum blossom five elements."

Before he finished speaking, he kept dotting his feet and his body swayed. He looked to the left and turned to the right.

Two fists are one yin and one yang, and fast fists are serial.

Within a breath, he took five steps around Yang Lin, attacking the Taiyang, Baihui, Danzhong, Dantian and Houxin.

The fist comes out like the wind, and it turns into a palm when it encounters obstacles. The palm falls into a claw, and turns into a capture...

This guy's moves are varied, and the changes in reality and reality are more than 50% faster than Yang Lin.

The fist fell like a rainstorm, and his legs swept, kicked, poked, hooked, and kicked...

Kick the vagina, shovel the ankle, and sweep the knees.

Do everything you can.

Yang Lin's playing style was completely different. He didn't seem to care about the opponent's fierce attack and forced attack. He sat on the horse with his legs sinking and his waist, as if he was growing on the earth.

A pair of bridge hands suddenly became soft as cotton, and the whole body was in front of and behind, and the arms were like wheels, creating a whirlpool, hard sealing all sides.

All the fists and feet fell before him, and they fell on his palms and arms.

Slap sex...

Both sides fought quickly and attacked from close range.

Yang Lin was not anxious at all. In order to pursue speed, he even punched five points, leaving five points left for his remaining strength.

Defend tightly to your own fatal points, resist the desire to fight back, and just counterattack.

When it comes to tricks, it is indeed difficult to deal with the other party's plum blossom fist. Winter is not over and spring is not over. The move is hidden and fast, and the moves are extremely fast.

At the same time, stepping on the Yin-Yang Step and the Five Elements Stance, the body movement is even more like a ghost...

With his own hard bridge and hard horse, he almost felt short of difficulty.

This is determined by the transformation and changes of boxing itself.

Then, if both sides have the same realm, if you want to win, you have to use your own advantages to attack your opponent's weaknesses.

What is the other party’s weakness?

The fist is fast but the force is weak, and the foundation is not thick.

Yang Lin's mind flashed, his subordinates slowed down, and he subtracted three-pointers again.

The qi changes and the strength grows and decreases. When the two fight quickly, the reaction caused is immediate.

Zhang He's narrow eyes flashed violently, and he felt the power fed back suddenly weakened. He didn't even react, and the power was poured out like a flood...

With one punch, he penetrated Yang Lin's defense, and the skin of his fist had touched Yang Lin's chest Danzhong point.

"You're fooled."

Yang Lin laughed a long time.

A fist that had just become weak suddenly burst out several times of its power.

One arm together, the force is more than a thousand pounds.

The strength is strong and soft, the arms are like cow tendons and steel ropes, and they are wrapped around their backhands, and they forcefully twisted Zhang He's right arm.

Bang...

Yang Lin fisted in his chest, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, but he laughed loudly on his face, exerting force with one hand, strangling and shocking.

Zhang He punched him, and before he could feel happy, he felt that he hit a mud, and there was another piece of steel plate in the mud, with half weak and half solid strength, and he couldn't even collect it.

He paused his fist and a huge shock force came from his arm.

A chill in my heart.

not good.

His eyes were fierce and he turned upside down with a focus...

The blood light was falling, and my body was still in the air. From the corner of my eyes, I saw that the right arm was empty.

One of his right arm was torn and broken by his opponent.

Blood surging like a spring.

The endless severe pain came to my mind at this time.

He couldn't help but scream.

The wind blew behind him. Yang Lin, who had been defending but could not attack, was already whistling with fists and rushing towards him.

Zhang He's eyes were protruding, and his face was distorted because of the pain, but he didn't dare to keep them anymore.

His body was slightly tilted, a little bit on the side of the load-bearing pillar in the temple, and his body rushed forward, like a crane piercing through a cloud.

After breaking through the glazed tiles on the roof, he jumped backwards and fell to the square outside the hall.

They fell to the ground and fell, and their bodies were swaying, and they rushed out more than ten feet like the wind before Yang Lin chased him.

He actually ran much faster than a galloping horse.

"Good guy."
To be continued...