Chapter 224 (2/2)

The figure is graceful, and the shadow of claw is illusory.

Body separation!

Because Mr. Bao's speed is too fast, eagle's claw becomes shadowless claw.

Xingyiquan is transformed from xinyiquan. It is free and free. Changeable, controlled by the heart.

A leaf knows autumn, but a little knows. Just one claw force, Fang Yan already knew that Mr. Bao was a very rare opponent.

No matter what else, he has reached the point of free will just by his free hand.

”Too much to deceive.” Fang Yan is really pissed off. It's just a good meal. Don't you have to be so aggressive again and again?

Fang Yan clenched his fist with one hand, which pierced through the numerous illusions and hit Mr. Bao's wrist forcefully.

Bang -

the tiger makes the wind, the phantom is broken.

Xingxingwalking, when Fangyan's fist is about to hit his wrist, the eagle claw tiger fist also goes straight to the fist of Fangyan.

Fist to fist, flesh to flesh. The fists of the two men hit each other firmly.

Silence!

Dead silence!

Boom -

a burst of objects burst and a strong cyclone came back.

Mr. Bao took three steps.

Every step is like smashing a stone and hitting a clock. It's very laborious.

Wheezing -

the round mouth cloth shoes and the stones on the ground have severe friction. When he stops, the sole of the cloth shoes has disappeared.

The inner strength of the cloth shoes can't bear the great power. The sole of the cloth shoes is burned and turned to ashes.

Fang Yan sat still, but the wooden chair under his ass was destroyed. The legs of the four chairs were all broken and collapsed.

PA!

The bare chair and chair cover fell to the ground, and Fang Yan couldn't keep his sitting posture any longer.

He stood tall and stared at Mr. Bao fiercely.

”I make the white hand retreat the tiger, and you make the evil tiger dig the heart?” Fang Yan said in a cold voice.

White hand is also called snatching hand, the skill of fighting with bare hands. To retreat from the tiger means to let the other party know the difficulty and leave without using the killing move that causes injury and does not take people's lives easily.

However, Mr. Bao uses the evil tiger to dig the heart, the internal force to pour the fist, one hand and Fang Yan's fist to bombard and lure the enemy deep, and the other hand to dig Fang Yan's heart directly.

If it wasn't for Fang Yan to use the sticky formula in Taiji that he couldn't drag his body to perform the complete action, Mr. Bao's tiger claw could pierce Fang Yan's chest and dig out Fang Yan's heart.

Mr. Bao smiled without speaking. But I was shocked.

All he has learned in his life is form and meaning, playing chicken like chicken, playing tiger like tiger. Lean over is a chicken, stand like a tiger. Let go of your qi and take your heart. There is no way to defeat this series of killing moves. There are countless experts and generals under him.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yan defused him easily and forced him back three steps.

Boxing is afraid of young people. This young man's internal strength is like the Yangtze River. His momentum is majestic. His life's practice of Qi is hard to shake. Just now, he didn't take half the advantage of boxing.

”You want to kill me?” Fang Yan said.

”Fight to kill, naturally fight to kill.” Said Mr. Bao.

Fang Yan's face became gloomy.

If it's just a duel, try your best without killing.

But if it's killing people, Fang Yan won't wait to die.

He is afraid of death, so he hates those who want to take their lives.

”When did long Shibao 12 become someone else's watchdog?” Fang Yan asked, staring at Mr. Bao.

”Do you know me?” he asked, with his eyebrows pointed

”The shape means the second division of South Dragon and North Phoenix. Can you practice Xingyiquan to this extent? It's like a dragon to see a lion on horseback. I'm afraid it's only the Dragon Master Bao 12, isn't it Fang Yan said sarcastically. ”It must be embarrassing to see through a generation of masters who make dogs for people?”

Bao 12 chuckled and said, ”I've found another reason to kill you.”

When Fang Yan and Mr. Bao fight, a man in black walks up to Qin Yitian and reaches behind her to clasp her shoulder.Qin Yitian, who is cutting steak with a knife, suddenly turns around, and the knife in his hand plunges fiercely into the hairy black back of his hand.

The blade is sharp and penetrates directly.

The man staggers back and screams.

The blood was gurgling out, and the strong smell of blood came.

Everyone stared at the scene, looking at the girl who smiled and held the red skirt to the audience.

Qin Yitian sat down again and shouted, ”waiter, put on another twelve knives and forks.”