Tong Zheng made a slight sound in his throat, and his breath instantly broke and fell down, revealing the woman with a stern expression behind him. He held a slowly beating heart in his claws and stuffed it into his mouth to chew it endlessly, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"A bad beast!"

After seeing clearly, Hong Tong's mind was shaking, his eyes were about to break. He swung his right foot back like a cannon. He swung his tail and kicked the weapon stand with a whirlwind, and raised a long stick. He strides forward, and the long stick looks like a poisonous dragon coming out of water, and quickly points out to the throat of the bloody demon.

The demon's body revealed its true shape as soon as it shook, and his claws were waving to grab the long stick. Who knew that Hong Tong's muscles and bones were roaring, his spine, shoulders and arms swayed. The tip of the copper long stick sounded like he came back alive. With the elasticity of the stick, a circle of afterimages shook out. Somehow, he bypassed the finger claws. He thrust two puffs under the monster's shoulders, and he was shocked to take a step back and roared in his throat, obviously suffering from heavy injuries.

Everyone knows that Hongquan is known for its fierceness, but they do not know that it is just a superficial appearance. The bridge horse implies the technique of yin and yang and five elements in conflict and fighting each other. There is also a layer of the meaning of a live bridge and live horse, which is infinitely varied and elusive. In addition, Hong Tong's feet are powerful and the impact force on his upper limbs is even stronger. He has more than thirty-foot power than a thousand pounds, and he caught the monster off guard.

Tong Zheng's heart was cut off, and he was bound to die. Su Ziyu put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, took a long breath, and flicked his feet. He also pulled out a long stick to meet him, shouting: "Be careful that the monsters would vent poisonous gas!"

He had suffered a loss just now, so he naturally did not forget to remind Hong Tong. Sure enough, the ghost's four legs bounced up, and a mouthful of dark green smoke came out on his head. Fortunately, Hong Tong reminded him that he swayed his long stick and tapped eight times to protect him. He stepped on the Qilin step and suddenly retreated from the outside to avoid the poisonous gas. However, his body still shook before he stabilized. It was obvious that the poisonous gas was powerful.

As soon as Hong Tong retreated, Su Ziyu was already thunderous and flew up and swept the long stick. The demon was just clicked by Hong Tong's long stick and couldn't resist it at all. He had already hit several times in a blink of an eye.

This long stick is made of hardwood, with copper on the head and tail, and has high strength and elasticity. With Su Ziyu's control over the strength of muscles and bones, it feels extremely good when holding it in his hands. Although it is not a stick method, it opens and closes, it is still amazing. It is like a wind sweeping away the clouds. It is done in one go, and blood is sprinkled out of the monster's mouth and nose.

After all, the demons are strange mountain spirits. Although they are first wise, they are not as flexible and changeable as humans. They suffer losses and are completely erratic. They rely on their strong skin and thick flesh. They have to use their claws to grab the long stick even after a few strokes. The power from their huge body pours out, like a violent rhino rushing hard!

Su Ziyu held the other end of the long stick, and blood flowed in his body. Under the power, the muscles and muscles suddenly became thicker. His eyes widened, and his essence surged like a cloud tide. He refused to retreat with half a step. His feet slashed through the blue bricks in the yard several inches, and he was actually pushed back by the center of gravity.

With a crisp sound of Kara, even if it was a long stick as thick as a hardwood arm, it could not withstand the terrifying inhuman power at both ends and finally broke out!

The obstacle blocking in front of him disappeared, and the demon suddenly felt a lighter in front of him. Just as he was about to take advantage of the momentum, another stick shadow roared from the side, like Mount Tai pressing the top of the head, hitting the monster's body, but suddenly disappeared.

"A trick!"

Su Ziyu, who had just stood firm, opened her mind and shouted a reminder.

However, Hong Tong was not moved at all, and he closed his eyes and moved his stick directly. His feet were made into eight characters and his legs bent, his breath sounded softly, and his whole body suddenly fell!

boom!

The muffled thunder exploded, the bricks and stones under Hong Tong's feet exploded, the soil splashed, and even the entire yard seemed to shake.

His body seemed to have not moved, but in fact, his internal energy had been integrated into it. His hands and feet were not moved, his muscles, bones, blood and flesh were moving together, and his strength was even better than that of a thousand pounds of penis. He stepped through the thick blue bricks on the ground and then pulled it out with the force. It seemed that he was riding a galloping horse under his crotch. He was clearly in place, but he gave people the tragic momentum of heavy cavalry charging. His internal energy was stirring, and the wind and clouds were surging, and three sticks were released in succession.

Hongquan has many routines, but he is particularly good at stick techniques among weapons. Sword techniques. According to legend, he was founded by Yang Wulang, a general of the Yang family thousands of years ago. After Yang Wulang became a monk in Mount Wutai, because Buddhism was inconvenient to use swords and guns, he changed the Yang family's gun technique to stick techniques. Later, in modern times, Huang Feihong's lineage was integrated into Hongquan and developed, from Tai Chi to the Liangyi, the Liangyi gave birth to four symbols, and the Four Symbols gave birth to Bagua, which evolved into the sixty-four-point stick technique, so it was called "Wulang Bagua Stick".

Hong Tong's three sticks are the most fierce move of the magic, the most fierce move - Biaolong stepped on the horse. It was originally a shooting technique for fighting on the battlefield. Although Hong Tong used a stick in his hand, it was still amazingly powerful and full of tragic breath.

Stepping on the horse is an explosion, and the dragon is a drill bridge, one explosion and one drill, there is a formula:

The dragon breaks through the sea like an arrow, and the horse can't stand it with three guns!

Chi Mei wanted to confuse Hong Tong with her eyes, but she didn't know that although the great boxer had not opened her eyes, she had reached the state of listening to the bridge and worshiping each other, and could trigger her. She could sense the enemy's movements by relying solely on the energy in her pores. The three sticks were released at the same time, and Chi Mei's majestic body was directly knocked out of the eyes. Her chest, which was more firm than steel, actually showed three neat traps the size of a table tennis ball, forming a row, and even the distance was no different, and flesh and blood fountains surged out.

Unfortunately, because this move was too fierce, Hong Tong couldn't support the long stick in his hand, and the head of the copper stick exploded, and the internal air could not be suppressed and leaked slightly.

When is the most terrifying time for a beast?

It is not when you eat and drink enough, and when you are most energetic, but when you are seriously injured and on the verge of despair.

The so-called trapped beasts are fighting!

Obviously, under the siege of Su Ziyu and Hong Tong, the injured demon had completely lost his mind at this moment and made an extremely shrill roar, like a tiger and leopard, and his huge body rushed towards him like an out-of-control locomotive. Before his finger claws reached his body, the wind was already blowing, and his pores exploded, feeling suffocating.

Hong Tong used his energy to urge his power, thrust his head in the air, his waist and back were open, his five toes firmly grasped the ground, and his hands crossed forward to block.

boom!

The arms and claws intersected, and the strong wind overflowed. The iron horse of Hongtong copper bridge was broken up. Even if the blue bricks on the ground were completely scratched, it could not lock the body. The whole person was beaten to fly backwards and hit the courtyard wall behind him. The bricks and stones shattered and burst, and the sound of crisp fractures sounded.

The demons under the injury were so terrible. Relying on their natural power, they forced Hong Tong to defeat the boxing stakes that he had been practicing for 30 years. However, the momentum of rushing forward was completely stopped, and his hill-like body swung backwards.

After a series of battles, when it reached this critical moment of life and death, Su Ziyu's mind became clearer and his mind was in harmony. He reflected all the situations in the courtyard in his mind. He grabbed the moment when one person and one monster had fought with all his strength. Suddenly, his body sank, his hands and feet were supported by the ground, like a human-shaped gecko. He slid against the ground and drilled behind the demon. His arms were like a spiritual snake, and he had already locked his waist tightly.
Chapter completed!