"Come on, fight quickly." Leng Qianxun didn't mind.

"Boy, I'll give you my best wishes to die so anxiously." The tall and thin man thought that the fat man was not sensitive enough because of his body problem and was not sensitive enough.

If he used these two moves in front of him, he would definitely be able to escape.

Taking the initiative, his skills are indeed much faster than those of the fat man, and he is very tacitly matched with the stuttering man next to him.

Two people are on the left and right, and the division of labor is clear. If one party changes its position, the other party will make up for it immediately.

This is after years of polishing that this kind of tacit understanding has been achieved.

The tall and thin man is taller. When Leng Qianxun fights him, he must beware of the sneak attack of the short man who stutters.

After a few rounds, the two sides had a draw.

Leng Qianxun's palm had already sweated. It was not because she couldn't resist it, but because she was just starting to warm up now.

A sprint turned around and ran away, causing the other party to mistakenly think that he was going to run away, so he immediately raised his feet and chased after him.

Little did he know that after not running two steps, Leng Qianxun turned around gorgeously, his body was suspended in the air, and his feet flew out at the same time, kicking the two chests that were rushing towards her.

"Boom! Boom!"

The tall and stuttering man was kicked and lost his center of gravity and lay on the ground and could not move.

As they fell down, all the water in their chest cavity was sprayed out.

"Yo... it hurts...it hurts so much."

The pain in the chest made the stuttering man scream.

The tall and thin man lying on the side was seriously injured because he was more powerful.

At this time, he felt the fear of death, his whole body was dispersed, and there was a warm current flowing from his throat to his mouth, trying hard to suppress it, but he couldn't exert any effort.

"Bor!"

A mouthful of blood sprinkled on the ground, causing the eyes of the only vest man standing there to sink.

There were four of them in total, and in less than a short while, three of them were already dealt with by the other party.

Who did Mr. Hua’s nephew mess with?

At this time, the boy who seemed to be weak was not breathing, and he looked like a light breeze on one and a pair of three.

"Come on!" Leng Qianxun raised his eyebrows at him, and he could go home for dinner after solving this.

"Hmph!" The man in the vest snorted coldly, without saying much nonsense, and used the snake fist of the sect to prepare for the fight.

"Hmm? Are you the Golden Rooster in Yoga independent?" Leng Qianxun had seen Bai Huixin do this at home and asked casually.

The man in the vest suddenly collapsed on his serious face, and he was unable to stand firmly even when he moved.

What yoga? What is the Golden Rooster Independent?

Is this a very powerful snake fist good?

I don't know if he intentionally or unintentionally?

The man in the vest also felt that this action was a bit strange.

In the end, he changed into another position so as not to be ridiculed by the other party again.

A mantis' legs are extremely domineering, with both hands spreading open and flying in a hurry.

"Well, this one looks much better." Leng Qianxun did not give the other party a chance to relax and attacked quickly.

The man in the vest at this time is worthy of being the boss, and he is several levels better than the three of them.

Whether it was his attack or defense, Leng Qianxun could not find any flaws.

This only shows that his set of exercises was left by the world after years of polishing.

At this time, his moves were extremely fierce and forced towards Leng Qianxun step by step.

"Brother, what kind of martial arts are you doing? It looks so powerful."

Leng Qianxun was forced to panting, and sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead.

"If you win me, I will tell you."
Chapter completed!