Chapter 1274 Bloody Cherry Blossoms 5

Facing Sforges's phantom that was swiftly moving and changing rapidly in the air, shaped like a ghostly phantom, Yang Jie took a deep breath and bulged his chest. He seemed slow in everyone's eyes, but in fact he quickly raised his right palm, spread his five fingers, and then exhaled and let out a shocking howl, slapped the blurred claw shadow that was poking in front of him.

The "fist strength" was activated, and the movement of the body's strength changed strangely again. As Yang Jie raised his iron fists high, a transparent giant palm formed by air spread out from it and expanded rapidly. When the slap of Sforges's fist strength, the transparent giant palm that enveloped the palm had spread to three times the size of the normal palm.

One fast and one slow, two strange and strange speeds in the eyes of everyone finally intersected together. "Bang!" With a crisp and powerful sound, the heavy and powerful strength accumulated on the palm finally found a gap in catharsis, just like the flooding of the Yellow River, or like a mountain torrent. It suddenly burst into thousands of miles; not only Sforges' "fist strength" was shot down, but even his "thin" body was slapped into a rolling gourd by this "giant palm". When he stood up staggeringly more than ten meters away, the claws of the ground were twisted strangely and trembled slightly, obviously being broken by the powerful force.

Since joining the Aryan Brotherhood, few opponents have been able to beat him so miserably, and no opponent has ever broken his bones, let alone the hardest finger bones on his body?! Even as an opponent, he cannot do such a thing. An unprecedented sense of humiliation rose from Sforges' heart and quickly turned into endless hatred and anger that filled his chest.

"Ah!" He roared up to the sky and stared at Yang Jie's eyes. A blood-red light burst out in his sockets, as bright as the bloodshots at the corners of his mouth. The invisible but qualitatively rich murderous aura rolled around like clouds, and as he breathed heavily, he was about to choose someone to eat.

Chels Rosen, who was swept by Yang Jie's fist, turned into the second rolling gourd. When he stood up more than ten meters away, he finally eliminated and dissolved the sharp and cold force like a needle tip on his shoulder. However, his entire arm was numb. Even if he couldn't feel the uncomfortable numbness, he could still find that he had temporarily lost command of this arm. The repeated passiveness, continuous setbacks, and the final rolling gourd made him lose his face and his face full of anger and murderous aura. His face, which was not very good-looking, was even distorted. He was panting, wiped the dazzling blood red from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and crazy and terrible murderous aura and hideousness emanated from his mung bean-like eyes.

Yang Jie was also trying to calm his breathing. Although he beat the two of them to internal injuries without any damage, he used all his strength to attack each move, so it was very expensive. Looking at the angry two people at this moment, he knew that the battle would not end so easily. Before Chels Rosen and Sforry Jace launched the attack, the amount of recovery can be calculated. If one more percentage is recovered, the chances of winning will be increased.

Chels Rosen and Sforry Jess did not give Yang Jie much time to regulate their breathing. They almost breathed for more than ten seconds, and they rushed out from the spot at the same time, with a quick speed even leaving a afterimage on the spot, and the air passing by the body even made a shrill roar. They were also sly guys, so they didn't believe that this person could leave much strength in their body after such a fierce battle. So if they wanted to kill the opponent, they could not leave too much time to regulate their breathing. This time, their strength during the attack was completely focused on speed. They must make Yang Jie run away at super fast speed to consume not much strength. When the opponent's strength and energy were almost exhausted, they would give him a fatal last blow.

Although there was not much strength left, Yang Jie definitely did not want to fall into a passive situation of being beaten. Seeing the two of them rushing at super fast speed, the "fist power" changed again. The momentum as majestic as mountains and thick as earth rushed out like a hurricane in an instant. With this breath, the spirits of Chels Rosen and Sfordjes could no longer lock in Yang Jie's figure, which made them shocked and the speed of forward rushing slowed down.

The crisp sound of bone cracks cracked, and the three of them were almost broken at the same time. Although they could not die with their ability, their internal organs were greatly shocked and traumatized. Chels Rosen and Sforry Jace both pressed against the ground, their upper body leaned back, and their heads raised and their blood squirted from their mouths and slid more than ten meters away. They fell to the ground, stroking their chests with one hand and supporting the ground with the other. The clothes under their lips and chests were stained with a lot of blood. The more embarrassed they were, the more embarrassed they were.

Yang Jie flew backwards under the powerful force of the two, but he was in a very good mood. In the air flying backwards, he was spraying blood out with big mouthfuls, while laughing happily, as if this vivid battle made him feel refreshed and very happy.

When his back was about to land, he folded his waist back, gently pressed his chest with one hand, and leaned back downward, standing on the ground. So his whole body used the arm that stood on the ground as a pillar, and a beautiful back flip, and stood on the ground freely. However, when his arm just supported the ground, it affected the bones of his chest. The severe pain caused his body to stagger, closed his laughing mouth, and the panting was breathing heavily; he frowned slightly, and he felt that except for some pain in his chest, exhausted strength, and exhausted physical strength, he was still in good spirits!

The consequence of this injury was beyond Yang Jie's expectations. Perhaps he was strong and thick skin and thick nerves! Yang Jie smiled mockingly, looked up at the two people sitting in front of him, and the injuries were very serious. Their breathing was as rapid and heavy as his own, which showed that the other party was exhausted and had no strength to fight, but the eyes when he looked at him were filled with endless murderous aura. There was also a hint of undetectable fear.
Chapter completed!