Chapter 345 (2/2)

You know, he's a fourth order weapon!

Ling Han snorted, and his right arm vibrated. The spear was pushed aside by his life, but Yang Chong was trying his best to stab him. Suddenly, he lost the power of confrontation. He immediately rushed forward, completely out of control.

And Ling Han raised his right fist and stood upright, but it was just right. He ambushed Yang Chong's route.

Yang Chong's color changed suddenly. If he ran into it, it would be his fist to hit Linghan with his face. But he just broke out with all his strength. How can he hold the momentum?

Tengtengteng, he quickly bumps into Ling Han's fist.

In the eyes of the public, this scene is extremely strange - Ling Han raised his fist very early, but Yang Chong seemed to be in a bad mood and took the initiative to hit him with his face. Moreover, he tried his best.

The fist is going to be in close contact with the cheek, and all the people close their eyes - can't bear to see it. This is obviously a tragedy.

He can't stop his face!

Bang!

His face hit Ling Han's fist heavily. Under the impact of powerful force, he suddenly turned to one side at high speed, almost breaking his neck.

Fortunately, with this external force, he could control his body shape. He stepped on his foot and stopped his momentum.

But how does face compare to fist? What's more, Ling Han's fist is still tempered by the immortal. It is as hard as a rock. As a result, half of his cheek is raised, like a pig's head.

But half of them are like pig's head, and the other side is completely normal. This strong contrast makes people laugh, and many people burst out laughing.

Ling Han also said with a smile: ”younger martial brother Yang is so fierce that he attacks my fist with his face. I admire him! Is younger martial brother Yang going to abandon the gun and practice the iron face skill? ”Yang Chong was very angry when he made fun of him. However, he hit Ling Han's fist with his face. He stood there motionless and welcomed him.

Damn it, this damn asshole!

Yang Chong regained his courage, danced the silver gun, and said, ”the winner or loser has not been determined. Don't be too happy too early.”

”Well, with a pig's head, you can say that you are so righteous. Younger martial brother Yang's iron face skill seems to have been a little bit of a success.” Ling Han continued to tease.

”Damn it!” Yang Chong couldn't stand it. He used his old skill again and danced wildly toward Linghan.

If Ling Han had suffered a loss once, he would not have to pick it up again. Unless he made a body of iron, he should not be afraid of such a hard defense. He laughed and said, ”within the three moves, please kneel down and sing to conquer!”

”Fart!” Yang Chong also learned a lesson and learned a lesson. He would not give Ling Han the chance to grasp the gun with his hands. He would dance the spear round and turn it into a happy one.

Ling Han is going straight in. At the moment of Zhenshi, is there any flaw in the skill of the seven layer warrior of Yongquan? He killed Yang Chong in front of him with an incredible route. He punched out and said, ”the advantage of the gun lies in the long-distance strike and the huge force formed by sweeping. But once you get close, what's the use of the long gun? It's just a burden!”

Yang Chong clenches his teeth and leaves his left hand to meet Ling Han's fist.

Bang!

He immediately staggered and retreated, but he was also smart. He wanted to take advantage of this retreat to widen the distance from Ling Han and organize a counterattack. But could such a trick be useful in front of Ling Han?

Ling Han is like a shadow, BAM, bang, he hit Yang Chong twice in a row.

Sure enough, only three moves were used.