Fang Wuheng was shocked and avoided the knife in the hand of the mysterious man named Ye. When he raised his eyelids, he saw that the other party had arrived at the desk.

Then, the man supported his right hand on the table and flew up, supported the office desk with one hand, raised his legs, and pierced his right foot straight into Fang Wuhen’s temple.

After Fang Wuhen became the commander, he lived a pampering life for many years and rarely fought with others. However, his own skills are still there and he can keep up with the reaction. He raised his hand without thinking.

"Although this person is superb, he seems to be too arrogant. He actually attacked me in this way. When he lands, his qi and blood will recoil, I will kill him!" A cold light flashed in Fang Wuhen's eyes.

The opponent's second kick has already been kicked again!

Fang Wuhen raised his hand and used the move of "Hooking the Bird's Tail". His five fingers were as gentle as stroking the feathers of a peacock.

"Bang!"

As soon as the two touched each other, Fang Wuheng couldn't help but retreat.

The man swung his wrist and jumped over the desk and landed steadily!

The moment he landed, Fang Wuhen's pupils shrank, and a loud shout like thunder broke out from his mouth. His whole person turned into a cannonball and ejected forward. He raised his hands and used the "Seven Stars Hit" trick.

The man had a cold face, raised his arms and pressed forward, and blocked Fang Wuhen three times in a row.

"Impossible. After people land, their qi and blood will recoil. I exert all my strength. How could he block it so easily?" Fang Wuhen couldn't help but be shocked. His shoulders shook, his five fingers bounced away, and his arms hit the other party's head like a steel whip.

"Mortal!" The man said two words disdainfully, raised his left hand and blocked his head. As soon as his whip hand arrived, he immediately pulled his five fingers down.

Fang Wuhen's forearm made the other party's fingers tighten, and he felt the force penetrated into the bone marrow and felt as if countless steel needles were stuck on his arm.

Fang Wuhen's slightly gray eyebrows turned red at this moment. This was not a qigong, but because he exerted force very vigorously at this moment, and the qi and blood were transported too hard, which caused most of the capillaries in his body to rupture, blood seeping out, and dyeing his eyebrows red.

Fang Wuhen's left arm was tightened in front of his chest, protecting his chest while shooting out like a shell!

"snort!"

The man snorted coldly, his right hand bloomed like an orchid, gently lifted it forward, and was holding it on Fang Wuhen's wrist.

This is a "tiger support". After one support, the other party's fingers shook slightly, and a crisp sound came. Fang Wuhen's wrist was deformed and was pinched off!

Fang Wuhen, who had never encountered such a terrifying person, couldn't help but be anxious at this moment. His eyebrows were completely dyed red, and blood even dripped down the tip of his eyebrows. His body shook hard, and he shook the other party's grasp. He moved his foot and turned around and ran towards the window!

"I can't get away!"

Fang Wuhen had just moved out the effective attack distance of the opponent, but felt a cold air coming towards his spine.

He saw through the window mirror that the other party's arm seemed to have grown by about ten centimeters in an instant, and his height turned into a two-meter giant. His two fingers were pointed like swords. The nails on the fingertips were like steel knives, and they were snatched down with a cold air!
Chapter completed!