Chapter 1157: Demon Blood Burning 5

"Hmph, don't even want to disappear from my sight." Xiang Yufeng stretched out his arm and grabbed Zhang Shuili. Zhang Shuili turned around and gave Xiang Yufeng a smile, "I want to disappear from whom, and even if you do."

"Yeah?"

"Don't believe it? Well, then let's make a bet!" Zhang Shuaili pointed to Hong Kong across the river and said, "Let's bet, who can pass the bridge in the quietest way and reach the top floor of HSBC in the shortest time!"

"Fengcao!" Before Xiang Yufeng's word "Fengpai" was expressed, Zhang Shuili had already risen up from the ground, leaving a faint afterimage on his body in the rainy night.

"Yang Cheng, you are in charge here!" After leaving such a sentence, Xiang Yufeng chased Zhang Shuili. Just as Xiang Yufeng said, Zhang Shuili's identity was too important, and his appearance was too sensitive at this time, so Xiang Yufeng had no idea what kind of task Zhang Shuili was carrying. Therefore, at such a very special time, Xiang Yufeng must not let Zhang Shuili leave his sight, otherwise God would know what kind of situation would happen.

One in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, two figures were quickly jumping in the dark rainy night, and the bridge was already full of various vehicles. Fortunately, there were covers of night and heavy rain. Otherwise, the behavior of Xiang Yufeng and Zhang Shuili would probably cause another wave of turmoil.

"Bang!"

A rose exploded in front of Xiang Yufeng. Fortunately, Xiang Yufeng was fast enough to bring all the explosions of flowers into his palm.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Yufeng looked cold and looked at Zhang Shuili running quickly in front of him.

"Hehe, what else can I do? Of course I'm picking it and teasing you." Zhang Shuili turned his head, stretched his right palm, and another rose came to attack Yufeng. "Only with a little more exciting journey, it will leave a deep impression on people, right? My Lord Xiang!"

"Is that true? Since that's the case, you can try mine too!" Xiang Yufeng's right arm stretched out violently, and a red dragon-shaped ripple hit Zhang Shuili hard.

"I'm angry, haha, I'll flash!" Zhang Shuili did not take over the red dragon-shaped figure of Xiang Yufeng, but his body jumped in waves. Then he saw his whole body jumping rapidly, one from the left and one from the middle.

"Want to run?" Xiang Yufeng's eyes chilled, and he also began to accelerate.

"Bang!"

Another loud noise exploded in the sky of the towering HSBC Bank.

“My patience with you is limited.”

He waved his hand to retreat to the rose that Zhang Shuili attacked, and there was already a clear look of anger on his face.

"Seeing Master, you seem to be later than me, right?" Zhang Shuili grabbed the huge steel needle on the top of HSBC Bank with a teasing smile on his face.

"So what?"

"Not really, just, I suddenly wondered what would happen if I killed you here?" Zhang Shuili's lips rose completely, and the smile on his face showed a hint of cold light.

"You try it!" Xiang Yufeng stood intently and looked at Zhang Shuaili.

"Xiang Yufeng, you look down on yourself too highly. Do you really think you are the king?" Zhang Shuili obviously did not take Xiang Yufeng, whose murderous aura became stronger and stronger, and said as if nothing happened: "Today, I will let you lie here forever!"

"This is what I want to say!" Xiang Yufeng shouted violently, jumped into the air, and a punch full of anger brought out layers of friction and sounded airflow, and rushed towards Zhang Shuili.

This punch was simple and unpretentious without any changes in the slightest fiction. However, as soon as the fist came out, the space around it seemed as if it collapsed with his fist as the center. All things disappeared and only his shining iron fist was left.

"Bang!" Zhang Shuili was still standing there, with the disdain at the corner of his mouth getting stronger and stronger. He waved his hand and said, "Just that's the skill, I want to be king. I'll stand here now, come!"

"Ah!" Xiang Yufeng roared with cold eyes, and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds. A few muffled thunder sounds came from the rolling dark clouds. Huifeng's hands suddenly raised his head, and an invisible and unparalleled red energy burst out from his hands. The continuous murderous aura appeared with his ten fingers, and a circle of rosy and sad bloody fighting aura condensed in the air!

"The first style of Haotian's mind technique, boxing Aotian!"

Zhang Shuili looked at the whistling red energy, said no longer, and said with his hands behind his back: "Didn't you always want to look at my left hand? Today, I will let you know what real power is!"

At this time, Zhang Shuaili was only a hundred feet away from Xiangyu Peak. For a truly peerless warrior, such a short distance is a great test for the aggregation of power and speed.

Once you reach that level, the aggregation of power and speed must be balanced. Otherwise, once your speed is faster than the aggregation of power, the fist will hit the opponent, but there is no full force.

If you are not facing such a person who has naturally oppressed himself from the moment he faced him, Xiang Yufeng would definitely disdain to give in, because Xiang Yufeng knew that the other party did not look down on him at all, but was in a position of strength, and Xiang Yufeng would not be dissatisfied with him. Even so, Xiang Yufeng, who never knew what failure, was still not afraid at all!

With a slight bow, he rushed towards Zhang Shuili like lightning, and the fist force that was like raindrops in the sky suddenly blasted towards Zhang Shuili.

If Zhang Shuili's defense, which was lingering black air, was so easy to break, then he would definitely not be able to make Xiang Yufeng feel the same way as before. Xiang Yufeng punched this time and truly felt the style of Zhang Shuili's strong man. In Xiang Yufeng's thunderous attack, Zhang Shuili only used one left hand to block it. Not only block it, but also defended it like a solid soul. Xiang Yufeng approached step by step, but Zhang Shuili did not retreat. With the punch, Xiang Yufeng felt difficult to breathe.

The two of them fists and the energy radiated everywhere, and the energy radiated everywhere, and the energy radiated in anger!

With a loud roar, his body suddenly rose by dozens of feet, he looked down from a high place, and shouted suddenly: "The second style of Haotian Battle Qi - Wanjin Returns to One!"

With the name of Haotian, the power of this punch has moved the world. With the arrival of Xiang Yufeng's fist strength, the air centered on Zhang Shuili expanded. From a distance, it looked like a crack in the ground. When the shock was about to approach Zhang Shuili, it finally turned into a red Haotian with fangs and claws, and cooperated with Xiang Yufeng's fist to bombard Zhang Shuili!
Chapter completed!