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The first thousand four hundred and fifty-three chapters hate eyes

Chapter 1453: The Eyes of Hate

After the fierce impact, the two fell to the ground separately, and the smoke and dust disappeared, revealing their figures; Qizig Heiman's clothes were a little messy, and there were several footprints on them. Among the few feet just now, Qizig Heiman's internal organs were slightly shaken, and a trace of blood hung on the corner of his mouth. There was not much intact in the clothes on his body, especially his legs, with strands of hanging cloth and blood seeping out of the scars everywhere. His face was pale, and his legs were trembling slightly. Obviously, he had exhausted all his energy just now.

He was already exhausted, and Qizig Heiman stared at the other party with a gloomy look. The unruly look in his eyes did not weaken at all, but the raging fighting spirit in his eyes surged up, emitting a wave of unyielding light. Now he completely no longer ignored Xiang Yufeng. From beginning to end, Xiang Yufeng was always smiling at him, like a sharp knife piercing his Zunyan. As the eleventh general, he must not be defeated like this, otherwise, what he said before would become a bullshit, a bullshit that was nothing.

Even if he is not his opponent, so what? He will have to bite a piece of meat from his body after fighting for this life.

"Three moves, only three moves, I really don't believe it. The so-called eleven generals actually showed defeat in three moves." Xiang Yufeng's smile and his words made Qizig Heiman angry. He gritted his teeth and stared at Xiang Yufeng. The next moment, Qizig Heiman rushed up again, raised his iron fist and slashed down Xiang Yufeng's head. The iron fist was shrill and sharp, and the screaming sound was like a death-hunting ghost scream, as if he had seen the tragic death of the other party under his command. His sharp voice shouted excitedly: "Basket you!"

But at this moment, Xiang Yufeng, who was supposed to be standing on the ground, suddenly disappeared from the spot, which made Qizig Heiman stunned, but soon he felt a cold wind coming from the top of his head. He looked over, and at some point, Xiang Yufeng had already appeared above his head, and with his shining palm, he was slapped at Qizig Heiman.

Qizig Heiman roared unwillingly, and immediately changed. He tried to raise his hand to block it up, and tried his best to hide back, but in comparison, his movements were pitifully slow. He believed that when his arm was blocking his head, the other party could tear him apart. He couldn't help but smile and said with a wry smile: "Is it over like this? No, absolutely not! I don't want to die, I don't want to give up my life!" Thinking of this, I don't know where the force came from, the blood beads in my chest were beating, and a stinging stinging pain passed on the pain to him. He magically avoided it with a slight difference, avoiding the situation of his tragic death on the spot by being opened and broken belly. Taking advantage of the other party's momentum, he quickly distanced himself from the other party.

When Zizig Heyman remembered the dangerous scene just now, he couldn't help but sweat and his vest was suddenly wet.

And Qizig Heiman was furious. Unexpectedly, his killing attack was avoided by the other party. He sneered twice, and his eyes pounced on him again with a ferocious look.

At this moment, another figure had already crossed the Qizig Heiman and attacked the Yufeng.

"Zhang Xiao, the leader of the Northwest City Guards, greeted the city lord on behalf of the injured brother!" The person who came out was Zhang Xiao, who was responsible for defending the Northwest City and was among the eleven generals.

Seeing this person attacking him, Xiang Yufeng looked down and echoed: "Brother, hurt? It seems that you want to find an explanation for them. Very good, then come on, everyone else's, too, go together." Xiang Yufeng's arrogance and arrogance made Zhang Xiao and Qizig Heiman so angry that he vomited blood. Now they are the two of them joining forces to attack, but Xiang Yufeng still looks indifferent. How can this not make them angry?

Zhang Xiao fell from the air like an iron tower. With a loud "bang" sound, the floor where the feet were inserted into spider silk webs and cracked outwards, even the entire earth seemed to be shocked. Looking at Zhang Xiao, who was flying all over his clothes and surround him, the rest of the people slowly retreated back a piece of space.

With a punch, the powerful wind flowed towards the opponent with his arm. His aura was weak under the oppression of the opponent. If he didn't take action, he would probably not even have the courage to take action in the end.

A splendid light in Zhang Xiao's eyes jumped excitedly. Without thinking, he raised his arm and shouted and punched it out, as if even the air was separated by his fists. He made a loud "cry" sound and went head-on to meet him.

"Bang!" The sound was loud, and a powerful airflow was generated at the intersection of the two fists, rushing in all directions, and Zhang Xiao and Xiang Yufeng's clothes were rushing loudly.

Xiang Yufeng had secretly wielded Haotian battle aura long before going up the mountain. He didn't know what Zhang Xiao's strength was, but judging from the aura he showed just now, he saw that the opponent's strength should be above Qizig Haiman!

The punch Xiang Yufeng was blasting was simple and unpretentious without any changes ingeniousness, just like the most ordinary long fist.

However, as soon as the fist was released, the space around it seemed as if it collapsed with his fist as the center. All things disappeared and only his shining fist remained.

"The first style of Haotian's battle energy, Aotian."

Although "Fist Spirit Aotian" only has one move, the sharp and cold momentum is blocked by the surrounding space as soon as the boxing force comes out. There are only two ways for those who are attacked to go: those who accept their fate will endure boxing or fight with them head-on, without any room for dodging or skillful moves to resolve it.

In other words, facing the attack of "Fist Spirit Aotian" and the throwing of energy that dominates the world and the earth like a red dragon, no matter how fast he is, no matter how exquisite and mysterious moves he possesses, he has to show his true skills.

Xiang Yufeng's attack was effective. Zhang Xiao was slightly stunned. He lost the opportunity and forced him to give up his most proud speed. His lower body slightly sinks and gathers his body's strength, preparing to welcome Xiang Yufeng's long fist that surprised him, the most common move among ordinary boxing techniques.
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