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Chapter 1771 The wind will rise 1

Chapter 1771: The strong wind is about to rise 1

Although Gu Hao said so, his face became solemn.

A war between Hua Yuebin and the South China Army, the uncle and nephew of the Hua family, officially began.

Although the two masters belong to the Hua family, there is only one of the heads of the Hua family. This is destined that the war between the two will be a situation of death. Neither Gu Hao nor Han Fei can ignore this.

At this moment, the victory and defeat between Han Fei and Gu Hao not only represents the complete outbreak of the war between the South China Army and Hua Yuebin, but also represents who will have the most reasonable side of the war after the war begins, the hearts and morale of the people, who will win, who will have them.

"I have no way out, and you have no way out!"

Han Fei's calm eyes were filled with solemnity. As his words fell, Han Fei swept his arms across, and at the same time, a punch that could make the floor turn into pieces hit Gu Hao's lower abdomen. Gu Hao groaned and flew backwards. Han Fei pushed the floor with his feet and followed the figure of Zhu Jia's shooting. Han Fei jumped high, turned his body sideways, raised one leg straight, and bent his knees and hit the arrogant impact from the half-air flame. The target was Gu Hao's head crawling on the ground. Once he was hit, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The moment when the knees that were falling down the sky approached, Gu Hao rolled out at the speed of the ground. Han Feili's knee hit the ground collapsed and the gravel splashed. After Gu Hao rolled out, he immediately supported his hand in the opposite direction on the floor, endured the stinging pain of the flying rocks splashing on his face. His body turned around, his legs swayed, and his fierce and fierce kick was supported on Gu Hao's right shoulder, which was half-kneeling.

Gu Hao couldn't help but be kicked away with his body. His rapidly rotating body landed on the ground a few meters away. He was half-kneeling on the ground with one hand and a handsome posture of leaning forward. As soon as he raised his head, his foot collapsed towards his face with a strong strong wind, as fast as lightning, and as fast as thunder. If he was hit, his face would probably be distorted. Gu Hao's half-squatted leg instantly kicked the ground, and his upper body also rushed out at the same time. His head flashed through the other party's foot by a slight difference. The strong wind carried by the foot that was close to his ears rubbed against his cheek, and it felt like a scorching pain like a knife cutting sword.

At this time, Gu Hao used the hand that supported the ground as a fulcrum, and used the force of the foot that had just kicked the ground, and kicked Han Fei's calves on the calves of the leg of Han Fei like a shadow. Han Fei's body was unbalanced and threw himself at Gu Hao on the ground, but his legs were quickly retracted in front of his chest, and his knees were bent and bounced into his chest. Han Fei's body turned backwards like a wheel in the air for more than ten times, and was about to fall to the ground. At this time, Han Fei showed his deep skills. With a thrust, his body stabilized in the air, and finally hit the ground first, but his footsteps were still a little staggering.

"You don't think about killing me so easily, right?" Gu Hao looked at Han Fei, who was standing not far away, and walked slowly towards the other party. While taking off his coat, he pointed at Han Fei and said, "The war between you and me has just begun. Don't think that I don't know where you are from. Just take the blood I vomited just now as a sacrifice ceremony for you!"

"I'm still stubborn when I die. Hum, so what if I know where I come from!" Han Fei's face had no expression except solemnity. In fact, he was quite surprised that Gu Hao could call out his origins in one go, but the more Gu Hao was like this, the more Han Fei had to treat this young man who looked at least five or six years younger than him.

"I just know what I should know, just like, you know where I come from, but no matter what, it will not change. You will become the fate of the defeated party today."

After hearing Gu Hao's words, Han Fei's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he also sneered and lifted his feet toward the other party slowly, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Is that so? Hehe, there were many arrogant guys who pointed at my nose and said similar things to me, but those who dared to point at my nose and said this are no longer in this world." When he said this, Han Fei's mouth was filled with a cruel, cold and ruthless sneer, and he continued slowly: "I hope you will not be the next person to disappear into this world, otherwise, I will really have a lot less fun."

"Haha, really? Then come on." Gu Hao looked at Han Fei who was getting closer and closer, ridiculing the other person mercilessly, while his whole body began to gather, staring at the other person with caution.

"Hmph! The big guy, let me see if you are bragging!" Han Fei would not believe that the other party's words were true! But he did not dare to be at all relieved and wary, and be careless, because years of cruel experience told him that he should not be careless in everything. If you are careless, you are not far from failure. There are many things that bring great joy to sadness. He does not want him to be one of them. While speaking casually, a huge iron fist was already ruthlessly attacking the other party who came to him like lightning.

Han Fei's catharsis was blowing Gu Hao's hair, and Gu Hao's lips sneered, his eyes were filled with strong confidence. His fist was almost the first to intercept Han Fei's fist, and the two fists collided, and the force burst out; Han Fei's face was slightly cold, and the second fist crossed the boundary between space and distance without thinking, but was hit by another fist that was also unexpectedly hit by the other fist; the third fist, the fourth fist, and the fifth fist, the number of times the two shots were constantly increasing, and the frequency of punches was gradually accelerating. The force of the two fists collided became larger and larger, and the aura burst out layer by layer, spreading outward with the collision point between the two fists as the center, which was very fierce.

As the frequency of punches increased, the four arms of the two were flying and colliding in the air, and then the four arms became eight, eight became sixteen. In the end, you could only see the black arm shadows between the two suddenly appearing and turning into dark shadows in the sky, like two barriers, or like the rotating gears of the fan-shaped bodies constantly rubbing against each other, and the sound of the fists' "flying..." sounded extremely fiercely.

The two men's clothes were flying in the strong wind, and the "lifting" sounded, and Han Fei finally changed his color. He was a little panicked and found that the opponent's punching speed was still increasing when he had reached the limit, and his strength was increasing. The pressure he was under was getting bigger and bigger. Such a change had already exceeded his expectations, making his originally stable and calm heart a little uneasy.

“What’s going on?

Han Fei couldn't help but curse secretly, what was going on, especially when he saw Gu Hao's relaxed face, Han Fei had reason to believe that he had not done his best. From this point of view, wasn't he deliberately showing weakness just now...
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