The first bodyguard

The black-faced man swept his arms across, and was avoided by Xiang Yufeng with a low body and lowered his head. At the same time, a punch that could make the floor turn into powder hit the black-faced man's lower abdomen. The black-faced man flew out with a muffled groan, and kicked the floor hard with his body. The black-faced man's figure shot down with his body, jumped high, turned his body sideways, raised one leg straight, and bent his knees and hit the black-faced man's arrogantly. The target was the head of the black-faced man crawling on the ground. Once hit, he might even lose the skull with the black-faced man's skills.

The moment the knees falling down in the sky approached, the black-faced man rolled out at the ground, and the floor that hit Yufeng, which could break the ground, collapsed and gravel splashed. After the black-faced man rolled out, he immediately supported his hand in the opposite direction on the floor, enduring 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 the right shoulder of Xiang Yufeng's half-kneeling body.

Xiang Yufeng couldn't help but be kicked away, and his body was quickly rotated on the ground a few meters away. He was half-kneeling on the ground with one hand, and his handsome posture was leaning forward. As soon as he raised his head, his foot was shattered towards his face with a strong strong wind, as fast as lightning, as if he was hit, his face might be broken. Xiang Yufeng's half-squatting leg kicked in the ground instantly, and his upper body also rushed out at the same time, and his head flashed through the other party's kick by a slight difference. The strong wind carried by the foot that was pressing against his ears rubbed his cheek, causing a scorching pain like a knife cutting sword.

At this time, Xiang Yufeng 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 the calves of the black-faced man's leg like a wind and shadow. The black-faced man's body was unbalanced and threw himself towards Xiang Yufeng on the ground, but his legs were quickly retracted in front of his chest, and Xiang Yufeng bent his knees and burst into his chest. The black-faced man's magnificent 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, the black-faced man showed his deep skills. With a thrust his waist, his body stabilized in the air, and finally hit the ground first, but his footsteps were still a little staggering.

Xiang Yufeng also bounced up from the ground like a cheetah, and the two regained their confrontation. This fierce fight made everyone around him tremble in their hearts and their feelings could not help themselves, and they were already shocked and excited to speak.

Xiang Yufeng didn't know what the other person was thinking. Looking at the other person's calm face, his eyes were a little gloomy and bright, and his expression flashed. He knew that the other person's heart was a little confused. He couldn't help but smile and walked slowly towards the other person.

The black-faced man's power vented, and Xiang Yufeng's hair was sneered, and Xiang Yufeng's mouth hung up, his eyes were filled with strong confidence, his fist almost came first, intercepting in front of the black-faced man's fist, and the two fists collided, and the force burst out; the black-faced man'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 of the strong winds were flying, and the "lifting" sounded, and the black-faced man finally changed a little. 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.

Why does this guy look so young but have such power that he can't even get rid of. Why? Is there such a powerful younger generation in the place where he hasn't been back for ten years? Is the ancient martial arts world really a world of young people? But why can't the kid use the martial arts technique from which sect it comes from?

The thoughts in his mind made the frequency of the black-faced man punching gradually unable to keep up with the other party. The other party's fist was covered like a phantom, which made him very difficult, as if he felt like a mountain was constantly pressing towards him. The other party's terrible momentum was slowly eroding his calm and quiet mentality for many years. The black-faced man saw the cold murderous intent in the other party's extremely cold eyes, as if the air conditioner released by the rainbow ice actually made his heart feel a little cold!

The black-faced man's heart was constantly collapsing and tightening, and the sweat on his forehead kept oozing out, and a few points were seeping into his eyes. Fortunately, the fight is no longer dependent on his eyes, otherwise he would probably face defeat immediately, but the situation is not much better now. Once he feels fearful in his heart, once he is afraid of something, then no matter how strong he is when facing this person, he will be greatly reduced by the subtle psychology of fear. The black-faced man now has feared Xiang Yufeng, or even the young boy he has never met before.

Xiang Yufeng looked at the other person's eyes, and the corners of his mouth sneered, and a hint of sneer appeared. Under the dim light, the sneer looked gloomy and terrifying. It seemed like the cunning and malicious smile of the evil wolf, which made the black-faced man shudder with a fearful heart. He looked at the other person with a secret vigilant vigilance. Although the power he was under was very huge, he could barely deal with it. Now he was afraid that he would use any more secret moves, because he had no power to guard against him now.

Xiang Yufeng's ears moved, his eyes surged, and he said a low voice, only the black-faced person who was about a foot could hear it.

"Nine Changes in Blood Moon-Dragon Shock!"

Immediately afterwards, the power of Xiang Yufeng's body suddenly burst out with his roar. The speed and power of his fists exploded with unparalleled power in an instant, as if the Milky Way was falling from the sky, and it was as if the sea was surging. This was the real power. What brought to everyone present was the shock of the angry sky, an unforgettable memory.
Chapter completed!