"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin."

A hint of anger surged on Zhao Jie's face, a sneered with a cracked mouth, a cruel look flashed in his eyes, he licked his lips, and said, "Since that's the case, I'll beat you up so hard that I can't take care of yourself. It's your harsh mouth or my fists."

"Do you think you have the nickname of 'Zhao Physical No. 1', so you really have an invincible fight? Today I will let you see the gap between you and me, the difference between genius and useless people."

After saying that, he stepped away, his fists tightly clenched, his whole body was filled with blood, and he swung out a punch, making a "pop" sound of breaking through the air, and blasted towards Zhao Han's head, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, with a tricky angle and extremely fast speed. The target of the attack was exactly the center of Zhao Han's eyebrows, and he showed no mercy at all.

Spirit Snake Fist, one of the only three pieces of Zhao's fist skills that can be practiced until the foundation-building is complete.

"Bang~"

Zhao Han's blood and energy were transported to the extreme, and the muscles under his robe were tangled up, as hard as steel. He raised his hand and blocked Zhao Jie's fist in the air, but a huge force came from the blocking point, causing him to take a small step back.

The force on Zhao Jie's fist was more than ten stones, and his force angle was also very different from the attack route from the spiritual snake fist in Zhao Han's memory.

"I'm surprised. This is the benefit of entering the sixth level of foundation building. It can not only repair hidden diseases and injuries in the body, but also adjust the method of fist and foot skills according to your actual situation, so that it is more suitable for you and exerts stronger combat power."

"What you call 'physical first' is just your brute force. You can't even play one-third of it in actual combat. How can you be my opponent?!"

Seeing this, Zhao Jie sneered repeatedly, started to attack, and squatted suddenly, like a spirit snake turning around. He suddenly jumped to Zhao Han's left, his fist like a hook, hitting Zhao Han's waist, which is where the kidneys are.

The kidney is the root of the five internal organs and the innate root. It stores essence and controls water and generates marrow. It is the key to the strength of the body and soul. If the kidneys are damaged, the heart, liver, spleen and stomach will also be affected. If the blood and energy are insufficient, the body is weak and the soul is weak, and it is difficult to improve your cultivation.

Zhao Jie's punch was also vicious, especially the second joint of his middle finger clenched with fists was slightly raised, which made him even more vicious. If he was hit, his killing would be more than twice as powerful as an ordinary fist attack.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Han was furious, his black and thick hair broke away from his hairband. Without wind, his qi and blood were surging and boiling, and a rolling sound like a long river was heard. He suddenly turned, avoiding the blow to his waist, clenched his right fist, and began to exert force from his heels. He punched out, and a low dull sound came from the void, as if a bull was rushing with all his strength, with great force and strong domineering force.

"Oh, I've practiced the Benniu Fist well, but unfortunately, it's still far worse than me!"

Zhao Jie's eyes lit up, and he blew contemptuously, jumped up without avoiding or avoiding, but actually punched Zhao Han's fist, "Let you see the gap between you and me, and defeat you in your strongest place!"

"Bang~"

The two fists collided, and a muffled sound suddenly sounded in the open space in front of the courtyard gate, and the energy overflowed, rolling the dust and snow on the ground everywhere.

Zhao Jie's face was first delighted, then he was stunned, then he was shocked and disbelief, and then he was unbearable pain.

"Crack~" The crisp sound of the bone breaking came, and Zhao Jie, who had previously been confident, looked painful at the moment, and the right hand that was facing Zhao Han's fist was now covered in blood and completely deformed, revealing the lush white bones.

"I'm sorry, I've also reached the sixth level of foundation building!" Zhao Han said with a plain expression, and kept his steps, and fisted, and continued to bombard Zhao Jie.

After the continuous strengthening of the wooden slip between his neck, his physical strength had exceeded forty stones. After his cultivation level broke, his fist and foot skills were corrected, and both the angle of attack and the way of exerting force were fully improved. In actual combat, a terrifying brute force could be exerted to the vast majority. In addition, the Benniu Fist was originally a way to open and close, with great force, which complemented him.

With a punch before, he did not do his best, but he also punched at least 4,000 kilograms. How could he be compared to someone like Zhao Jie, who has less than 2,000 kilograms of physical strength?

Besides, the Spirit Snake Fist focuses on flexibility and speed. Comparing strength with the Running Cow Fist is simply to attack the enemy's strengths with one's own shortcomings, how can it be defeated!

"Dare you hurt me? I want you to die!"

Zhao Jie retreated in embarrassment, looking at his miserable right hand, his eyes were full of resentment, and he stared at Zhao Han with gritted teeth, and his eyebrows suddenly bulged, as if a ball was leaping inside. Then, a violent wave came from the void, and a strong wind blew, and an invisible sharp sharpness pierced Zhao Han's eyebrows.

After using this attack, Zhao Jie's face was pale, his eyes were dim, and it seemed to be consumed heavily, but his face was full of lust. Obviously, he was very confident in his attack.

"not good!"

Zhao Han felt his scalp numb, and there seemed to be an invisible arrow in the air shooting towards his eyebrows, but the speed was too fast and the distance between them was too short, so he didn't have time to dodge at all. A coldness penetrated into his eyebrows, like a sharp awl, which made his brain hurt, and then suddenly stabbed his mysterious orifice.

"Hehe, this is a spiritual technique that can only be used in the eighth level of foundation building. With my strength at the eighth level of foundation building, I can only pay a huge price to barely use it once. Its power is no less than a steel cone. I see how your weak mysterious orifice can resist it!"

Zhao Jie's eyes were full of viciousness and his face was full of ruthlessness. He had been preparing for this attack for a long time. He had prepared for a long time before he fought with Zhao Han. Although he had made an open promise that as long as he handed over the golden order, he would protect Zhao Han's wealth for a lifetime, in his heart, only by breaking Zhao Han's mysterious orifice and completely losing hope can he be truly insured.

Therefore, no matter whether Zhao Han finally complies with his request, he will launch this attack, even at a huge price. The poisonous mind and the cruel methods are enough to make people feel disappointed.

"Mr. Mu Jian, let's see you!"

As if he felt Zhao Han's crisis, the wooden slip on his chest re-expressed heat. The gray-black monster that had appeared before suddenly appeared above the mysterious orifice. The sharp beak twitched gently, and a ball of conical spiritual power was swallowed up in an instant. Then the familiar heat flow ran through the body and strengthened it.

"Go to die!"

After being attacked by Xuanjiao again and again, Zhao Jie's vicious thoughts were obvious. Zhao Han, who had already controlled the situation, completely broke out. After the correction, the ox fist was fully unfolded. A gust of wind blew up the ground, rolling up the snow on both sides and scattering it around. The powerful blood boiled, evaporating the closer snow into a flurry of water vapor.

Zhao Han was like a rushing angry bull, with each punch filled with rage, and a dense "dongdong" sound came from the air, like a group of bulls rushing in anger, rushing wildly, powerful and violent, with the momentum of crushing everything.

"How is it possible that you are fine?!"

Zhao Jie's cruel smile was frozen on his face, stunned and unbelievable. He tried his best to the previous blow, and even if he was not prepared for the ordinary realm of enlightenment, he would be hit. However, Zhao Han was obviously just the sixth level of foundation building. After hitting him with a spiritual cone technique, he seemed nothing happened. This was really incredible.

"I'm fine, it's your turn!"

Zhao Han hated that he had made a vicious move before, so he was also too fucking tooth at this moment. It’s a pity that he didn’t know how to use spiritual skills, otherwise he would have broken Zhao Jie’s mysterious orifice on the spot. Despite this, his fists and feet were not vague at all, and according to Zhao Jie’s bang.

"Zhao Han, dare you hit me? You don't want to live anymore!" Zhao Jie, who was stunned by Zhao Han's raindrops, was not until he got seven or eight heavy punches, his bones were broken all over his body, his ears were tinnitus and his eyes were blurred. He recovered and screamed with a loud voice.

"idiot!"

Zhao Han spit out two words from his mouth, and his big fist showed no mercy. He hit Zhao Jie's left arm blocked, and immediately burst it with a "click" sound, splattering blood and flesh, revealing the broken arm bones inside.

"Zhao Han, if you dare to hit me, my father will never let you go. I want you to die!" Zhao Jie screamed repeatedly, still making harsh words. He felt that his whole body was floating up, and he couldn't feel the existence of his limbs, and he roared with resentment.

"Then I will kill you first. Anyway, I will die. It's good to pull you as a cushion. One life will be worth one life!" Zhao Han smiled loudly when he heard this, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his punches were even heavier. At this moment, he really had murderous intent.

Today, the mistake was not protected by Mr. Mu Jian. He had been plotted twice, and his mysterious orifice was broken. This life warrior has no hope and will be an ordinary person forever.

This is something that cannot be accepted or tolerated.

When he first arrived here, he was attracted by this magnificent and splendid world. He planned to travel around the world, ride horses, hold a sword to the world, and live a leisurely life.

He had just promised Susu to protect her and not let her suffer even a little harm.

And this kind of thing was almost destroyed by Zhao Jie's two insidious attacks. How could he not be angry and how could he not be crazy?

He is not the soft boy who has a strong body but a kind heart like a rabbit. He is Zhao Han, who will revenge and will revenge immediately!

"You..." Zhao Jie was about to speak, but was glared by Zhao Han's murderous gaze, and immediately shivered. The threatening words came to his mouth but completely changed, "Let me go, we both, I won't provoke you anymore in the future!"

However, at this time, Zhao Han had completely gone wild, his eyes were full of naked murderous intent, and his right fist was raised high, and the energy behind him was filled with energy, stirring up the evaporated water mist around him. It turned out to form a rushing bull. The horns were pointed to his fist and blasted down fiercely on Zhao Jie's head!

The punch was as powerful as lightning, as fast as lightning, without any restraint. Zhao Han's face was cold, and his murderous intent was strong in his heart. He used all his strength to knock it down in an instant.

"Bang~"
Chapter completed!