Chapter 267 Shocking the World

"Okay, this is what you said yourself, don't break your promise."

Hanshin Miyagi seemed to have no arrogance of yesterday, his face looked a little sinister, and his temples were already bulging high.

"If you don't go back on your word, do you fight or not? Just kneel down and get rid of your crotch."

Yang Lin shook his hand, a little impatient.

"beat."

Hanshin Miyagi suddenly shouted, sank his waist and sat down, twisting his feet.

With a squeak, a long hole was cracked, and his body was like a long bow.

Suddenly he ran forward.

His feet were very strange, and he moved like a crazy horse.

The legs were pedaled, the cloth was flying around, and the carpet was shattered.

At the same time, his body was up and down, and he raised his head and said a crazy hiss...

The muscles on the body are bulging,

The force starts from the waist and penetrates the fist.

With a bang, the fist wind blew out a sonic boom.

It hit Yang Lin's left chest.

This is a murderous move of Xingyi Horse Shape and Nan Shaolin's Vajra Fist, a combination of hard and soft flow, a heartbreaking attack.

Speed ​​and strength are remarkable.

‘No wonder Zhang Tong is not an opponent. This guy has reached the peak of Mingjin where divine power is natural.

With one punch, it has more than a thousand pounds of strength. It is only one step away from entering the dark force. You can crush Zhang Tong to death by relying solely on your strength."

Yang Lin's lips curled up, and indeed there was no defensive or counterattack.

With his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, standing loosely, like a sheep at the slaughter of others.

Everyone's heart was raised to their throats.

Very nervous.

It is anyone who can see that Hanshen Miyagi took fierce action and had extremely strong fists. Even if there was a wall in front of him, he could penetrate it with one punch.

How can one stop a flesh and blood body alone?

As it turns out.

Including Zhang Tong, Zhu Jia and others, as well as the 500 Plum Blossom Fist disciples watching, as well as the people who came to see the bustling martial arts hall, the Japanese, and the reporters.

They have no imagination.

Hanshin Miyagi hit a punch without any restraint. While hitting Yang Lin's clothes muscles, his body half-rotted, twisted his waist and arms, and his fist was like a drill, and he exerted his force twice.

It seemed like he wanted to punch Yang Lin's chest and break his heart.

The Japanese boxing technique usually takes the best way to fight hard and soft.

At this time, you will be sure to kill.

but.

As soon as the fist was implemented, Hanshin Miyagi's face changed.

He felt that his punch seemed to hit not a flesh and blood body, but an iron city wall.

The power has just been released, but it cannot make progress...

The muscles that were originally flat on the other party's chest swelled up at the same time, like a shell blasted out, and infinite power wrapped around his fist power and counterattacked.

It seems to crush everything.

"not good."

Unending pain flashed in Hanshen Miyagi's eyes, and fear was all over his face.

However, I rushed too hard just now and there was no room for punching. At this time, even if I wanted to close my punch and retreat, it was too late.

The power runs through, and the first thing that breaks is his right fist.

It was like firecrackers and fireworks exploded into a ball of blood, and then it was the arm.

The skeletal muscles, tendons, blood vessels, were all blown up by the huge force that came back.

Destroy and drive straight in.

From fist to arm, then break the right shoulder...

With a bang, half of his body had become soft and countless pieces of his sternum were broken.

His body flew backwards, and was still in the air, and he was frantically coughing out small pieces of internal organs from his mouth.

"You...you said...will not fight back?"

Hanshen Miyagi's eyes were full of regret and reluctance, and he spoke vaguely and accused Yang Lin.

"Have I fought back?"

Yang Lin chuckled.

"Not only did I not punch or my leg, I stood here and took a punch. When you hit the stone, your egg hits the stone. Your strength is too low. If you hit it, who will blame me again?"

"you……"

Hanshen Miyagi landed on the ground and stood firmly. With a wow, he spit out half of his lung tablets. He opened his mouth, and could no longer say a word. He fell to the sky and died of anger.

"You actually killed him?"

Masao Yamashita stood there, his whole body trembled slightly. He wanted to rush forward several times, but he never dared.

At this time, I saw Hanshen Miyagi punching him and was shocked to death on the spot.

He could no longer help but feel sad and angry in his heart.

"You bully the young man with the big ones. As a famous master, you actually deal with the young master of the Palace City? Wait for the full revenge of the Palace City family."

"Is that true? Since that's the case, don't leave, take me a punch."

Yang Lin sneered.

He has never been threatened by others.

The last person who did this is still disabled and lying in bed every day, I heard that he has become a psychopath.

"Didn't you say you can't punch?"

Masao Yamashita looked stunned.

"Yes, but that's what Hanshin said to Miyagi.

You are a big boxer of the hidden power level, bringing people to my class to make trouble. Do you think you can get out of here without any hesitation?”

As soon as Yang Lin finished speaking, his feet moved slightly.

His figure arrived in front of Masao Yamashita like an illusion.

The punch was pounded out lightly, just like the fake hand gesture of an old man on the street.

But Masao of the Yamashita was facing a great enemy, with his hands intertwined, blocking left and right, looking like a mantis.

The blue veins on the neck were bulging, the legs and pants exploded at the same time, and the feet exerted force, like green pine standing on the top of the cliff.

Bang...

A light sound.

It sounds like there is no sound in everyone's ears.

Masao Yamashita stood there in surprise, his hands wrapped around his silk, and nothing was wrapped around him.

The attacking fist flashed in front of him like an illusion and shrank back.

It seems that the opponent will stop attacking after only halfway.

But his physical feelings were not like this.

A chest hurts.

He opened his mouth and spit out blood.

He staggered two steps, covered his chest, looked miserable, and struggled, "What a quick fist."

"It's okay, it doesn't take too fast to break the heart of you, a dark boxer."

As soon as the words fell.

Masao of Yamashita fell down and his breathing stopped.

A punch broke his heart, and at the same time, it also broke his entire vitality.
To be continued...