In the roaring sound, Ling Feiyu's hair raised the root of the sky, and his eyes shot an amazing light light. A fierce and brutal atmosphere broke out in the body!

Ling Feiyu is handsome and beautiful, and has always been proud of her appearance. It takes half an hour to look at the mirror every day, but now Lin Chong has broken the phase.

For Ling Feiyu, such a result is more uncomfortable than killing him.

At this moment, Ling Feiyu's hatred for Lin Zhong was so strong that he couldn't add it.

"I want to kill you!"

Ling Feiyu gritted his teeth and drumped his whole body forces. The inner strength scrambled in the meridians, his neck, forehead, chest and limbs appeared densely blue tendons, which were twisted like a small snake.

The fierce King Kong in the temple.

He hugged his fists with both hands and raised his head high. Inner strength was poured into his arms, and his arms suddenly turned into dark green. With the thunderous trend, he smashed the rushing Lin Shun!

Cover the sea!

"call!"

Suddenly, the fist is stunned, and the sound is like a thunder!

Of course, this smashing does not have the power to cover the sea, but its horrible momentum still makes the warriors who watch the battle under the ring shocked.

At this time, Ling Feiyu had been stunned by anger, and was beaten by Lin Chong for a punch. He also had to hurt him with him.

However, compared to Ling Feiyu's storm, anger is so angry that Lin Zhong can be described as extremely calm. From beginning to end, his face has not changed at all.

Countless blood fighting has made Lin Chong understand a truth.

That is, no matter when, no matter where, no matter what kind of opponents are facing, you must keep soberness and rationality. You can only laugh at the end.

If Ling Feiyu is fire, then Lin Zhong is ice, and even the strong fire can not melt the Wannian Xuanbing.

"I won."

Looking at Ling Feiyu, who was mad, there was a thought in Lin Zhong's mind.

This is not proud and arrogant, but the self -confidence accumulated in the victory again and again.

Seeing that he was about to be smashed by Ling Feiyu's double punch, Lin Zhong shook his body, his legs staggered at the dazzling speed, and the gossip dragon -shaped body was turned around like a ghost charm and hit the back of Ling Feiyu.

Bayi Boxing, Tie Mountain Lein!

"Bang!"

Just like it was hit by the galloping train, Ling Feiyu's strong and burly body flew out directly.

The name "Tie Mountain" is inconspicuous, but it is a unique trick in the eight -pole boxing. Its importance is even above eight major tricks such as the Tongtongtian Tian Cannon.

This trick takes advantage of the shock and collapse of Bazhi Boxing, and practiced to the depths. No matter how opponents are facing, as long as you rely on it, you can hit it.

The wonderful work is the same, but the lethality is stronger.

The viewers of the audience almost stared out.

"Ling Feiyu was hit?"

"How is it!"

"Is the young master named Lin Zhong so strong?"

"No wonder he dares to bring injuries to fight, now Ling Feiyu is in trouble!"

In fact, as early as the air sword spit out by Ling Feiyu was scratched by Lin Chong, their attitude towards Lin Zhong had a 180 -degree turn.

Now, even if it is a blind man, you can see that Lin Zhong's strength does not lose Ling Feiyu at all, and even the combat experience must be strong.

"It's sufficient!"

Ling Feiyu was not a fool. After being hit by Lin Chong, the brain that became chaotic because of his anger suddenly sobered up, and his forehead scared a dense layer of cold sweat.

The heart pain from the back and the qi and blood in the body made him understand what happened.

"I actually fell into the wind in the face -to -face battle?"

Ling Feiyu's heart rose to a ridiculous idea.

However, as a heir who has not cultivated the doorless door, Ling Feiyu is not a panic when he encounters danger after all, and soon adjust his mentality.

The account with Lin Zhong can be calculated slowly. What he wants to do at the moment is to stabilize the situation, Xu Tu Shengji.

Even if you can't win in the end, you can't lose!

Because he shoulder the honor without the door, he can't afford it!

"Aren't you going to make a quick decision? Then I will spend time with you, dragging you all your physical strength, injury attacks, and the people who wins at that time are still me!"

One thought, Ling Feiyu reluctantly stabilized his body with the help of his waist and abdomen, and fell towards the ground.

The feet are the root of power. If the ground cannot be ground, even if the power is large, it will not be played.

"call!"

However, just when Ling Feiyu's feet were about to touch the ground, his eyes suddenly blossomed, and Lin Zhong's figure appeared out of thin air, bringing up a wind.

Lin Zhong's eyes were cold and electric, and the whole body was white and fog surrounded the steaming, especially with the strongest head, and his face was slightly pale. That was a sign of excessive physical energy consumption.

His legs were slightly divided, the thunder sound in his body reappeared, his left hand stretched forward, his right hand hid on the waist side, and the position of a bow was archery, and he punched the sky!

Baji Boxing, Wuyue Chao Tian Jian!

In fact, the power of the Wuyue Chaotian cone is not the most fierce. It is far from the tiger -shaped artillery, standing through the earth cannon, the eight -pole artillery and other moves, but it is the strongest move that Lin Zhong can play.

Because Lin Zhong's physical strength is really exhausted.

The color silver and black, like the fist of steel cast penetrating the air, because the speed is too fast, and even the clear and smell.

The fist of the fierce fist was like a volcanic outbreak, and Ling Feiyu was shrouded in the whole body. Even if the fist had not touched his body, the heavy pressure had made him breathless.

"It's sufficient!"

A shudder feeling suddenly swept Ling Feiyu's whole body.

Ling Feiyu's eyes were cracked, and he tried his best to avoid it, but he was in mid -air and had nowhere to borrow it. He only watched Lin Zhong's fist and hit himself.

"Well!"

The next moment, Ling Feiyu was hit by Lin Zhong!

This time Ling Feiyu flew out of the ring directly, like a kite that broke the line, rolled over the air, sprayed blood in his mouth, and finally fell to the ground.

The audience is dead.

No one expected that the battle between Lin Chong and Ling Feiyu actually ended so fast.

What shocked them even more was that the person who lost was Ling Feiyu!

Those disciples of Wujimen were dumb and stared at Ling Feiyu's figure on the ground. Everyone seemed to be split by a thunder.

Several of people with fragile nervousness have exposed the collapse.

Although Cheng Feng, Xu Zhen, and Xu Chun have long been prepared, they still see that Ling Feiyu really lost, and it is still a bit difficult to accept.

Lin Chong jumped down the ring and walked towards Ling Feiyu.

He did not go slowly or slowly, and stepped steadily.

"I still ... no ... lose!"

Ling Feiyu's body suddenly moved, supported the ground with his hands, and slowly climbed from the ground.

"Brother!"

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