Chapter 1406 Wedding Feast 27

"Blood Sect! Chen Zhuangzhe!" The man shook his sleeves and said with a cold voice in his tone.

He Liang was stunned at first, and then his face changed drastically. The name of the Blood Sect has resounded throughout the south during this period, especially in the southwest and Guangdong and Guangxi. Jihu has become the only synonym for the black gang. He Liang has also heard of the Blood Sect going south, but only these Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces do not have any trace of the Blood Sect. Therefore, although the Blood Sect is famous, it cannot deter He Liang.

"What a blood gate, what a blood gate!" He Liang sneered and roared, his right arm bent his elbow and raised it high on one side, his left hand sags naturally to maintain balance, and his hind legs that supported the ground exerted force, "Pu pup pup pup pup pup." His feet quickly and forcefully stepped forward, and his whole body rushed towards Chen Zhuangzhe on the opposite side. At this distance of rushing forward, his momentum also gathered forward rapidly and pressed forward. Although the speed was not fast for Chen Zhuangzhe, the crazy momentum that was moving forward could have the effect of shocking the enemy's heart, so that the enemy was rushing and flying by him at the moment of his expression.

Chen Zhuangzhe watched the other party rushing over, and his face exposed was still calm and composed with a calmness that was not changing color. There was a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if it was ridiculous or as if it was a sneer.

The distance between the two was not long, so He Liang quickly rushed to Chen Zhuangzhe, and his raised right elbow rushed forward and rushed forward to the other party's chest. Before the elbow arrived, the whistling energy had already blown up the clothes on his chest. The strong inertia of rushing forward plus the force of the fierce elbow.

Just when He Liang thought that at such a close distance, the other party could not avoid the collision, Chen Zhuangzhe suddenly flashed and miraculously disappeared in front of him. There was no one in front of him, and his attack naturally fell out. He Liang was shocked and quickly rushed to the right toes that had been rushing before, and his body rotated to the right along the impact, followed by the left foot and supported him with force. He turned around. At this time, he was surprised to find that the other party was standing where he was standing, and his face was still as calm as before. Except for the opposite side of the two, it seemed as if they had never moved.

He Liang suppressed the surprise in his heart, bent his legs slightly, staring at Chen Zhuangzhe with his eyes tightly. After a loud roar, his body attacked Chen Zhuangzhe again with a stronger force than before. The strong wind brought about by He Liang's rapid attack came towards Chen Zhuangzhe.

Faced with He Liang's strong attack, Chen Zhuangzhe's plain eyes became hot, his expression became excited and excited, and the true qi and blood in his body flowed and stirred. So he didn't stop, and stomped his feet hard, and with the elasticity, he rushed towards He Liang.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zhuangzhe's legs blurred into a gray shadow covering the half-circle in front of him; so the gravels that were large and small to the air, whistling out like bullets under the powerful force. Chen Zhuangzhe followed closely, and his fists were filled with the power of opening the monument and cracking the stone.

Chen Zhuangzhe's iron fist hits like thunder, and his legs are like thunder. Using hands and feet together is not a simple storm. He Liang's body turns like a wheel, swings his fist and smashes it with the flow. The fist is whistling, domineering and strong; He Liang's body is fast, flexible and versatile, dodging like the wind, sometimes left and right, sometimes floating, and his traces are unpredictable. This is He Liang's true strength.

The two of them intertwined offense and defense, and they made frequent moves, which was dazzling and dazzling. Chen Zhuangzhe frowned like a tiger going down the mountain.

Chen Zhuangzhe smiled coldly and the iron fist attacked like wind and fire, and the thunder was rushing. He had three left fists and three right fists. His steps slipped, and he punched his armpits again. He followed his body and followed the trend. His right fist swung around in the air, and the back of the fist hit He Liang's vest fiercely. He Liang's body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Faced with Chen Zhuangzhe's quick attack, He Liang shook his lips and stretched his hands violently. The bones all over his body sounded like fried beans, and the muscles swelled and erected, with clear edges and corners. Obviously, He Liang used hard qigong similar to those among Chinese special soldiers.

Chen Zhuangzhe saw He Liang rushing from a distance, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He suddenly stopped attacking like a storm. When He Liang was not sure about this, Chen Zhuangzhe turned around, his left foot was lightning rising from the bottom of his penis, and his heels were slid hard on the opponent's jaw. Suddenly, powerful force pushed He Liang's head backwards, and his strong body flew into the air. Chen Zhuangzhe quickly bent his knees and rushed up, and before He Liang's body, he came to a height of nearly three meters, lying on his side, his legs stood like a knife, and "hoho" swirled like a wheel, and finally his leg sword slashed at the chest of He Liang's body with a thunder and even force.

"Bang!" The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground shocked the dust in the sky. As the smoke and dust filled, nearly half of He Liang's majestic body, which was inlaid with a large font, was embedded in the floor, and even half of his head was deeply trapped. It is conceivable how terrifying the power of Chen Zhuangzhe's kick was. Even though Qiang was so bright, he had to squirt blood and declared that he was seriously injured.

After becoming a member of the special forces, He Liang lost and lost, and the god of death passed by him countless times, covering his strong body with sword marks and bullet marks, and He Liang was in the special forces, in such a place where war machines were specially developed, a place where he might lose his life at any time, but in this way, He Liang, who came from countless lives and deaths, never thought that one day would be defeated so badly. In this battle, this battle with Chen Zhuangzhe made He Liang's heart more hurt than his physical injuries. The other party's fist, which seemed to be everywhere, always came from places he could not imagine, and hit his arrogant heart.

After landing gracefully, Chen Zhuangzhe immediately sat down on his horse, fisted and closed his waist. With his movements, it seemed that the air around him became turbulent. Everyone could clearly feel a shocking force in his right fist that was constantly restraining and accumulating. The next moment it would be a shocking punch.

"Bang!"

"Bor."

An extremely strong wind blew out with Chen Zhuangzhe's fist. Although He Liang had already resisted with his arms, Chen Zhuangzhe's fist wind still hit He Liang's heart, and a large mouthful of blood was sprayed out of He Liang's mouth.

"Brother Liang!" He Liang's vomiting blood caused his younger brothers to exclaim.
Chapter completed!