Chapter 434 (1/2)
Fang Yan has seen that the most majestic person is mo qingenemy, and the most dangerous person is Chiba.
Today he saw the most powerful man.
All in one, each kind of weapon uses the ultimate can play the same lethality.
For example, a pistol and a cannon - of course, that's just saying.
This view is limited to cold weapons. For example, the characters in Gulong's novels are the speed of Xiao Li's throwing knife or Ximen's blowing snow's sword? Such a problem must be solved by scratching one's head.
Bang -
the name of Stormwind boxing is true. It looks like a hurricane with thunder.
The fist wind absorbed the cold air and snow flakes, and the huge arc wind formed a layer of ice.
The disease is like lightning, rolling to Fangyan in the form of destroying the dead and pulling the decadent.
Fang Yan has been blown out by the hurricane before he can put out the defuse move.
Fang Yan's body soars and flies backwards.
Bang!
His feet fell to the ground, the hurricane had not completely dissipated, pushing him to move backward continuously.
Hiss -
the sole of Fang Yan's shoes stepped on the ice and snow, deeply embedded in the road.
The sole of the shoe rubs against the road and makes a hissing sound.
Fang Yan uses a thousand catties to hold down his retreat, which makes him stand firm again.
The soles of the feet were hot and painful, but a cold touch hit the pain again.
Fang Yan found that the sole of his shoes had been worn completely, and his foot board stood on the stone road.
Jindonghai saw that Fang Yan had not been knocked down. He didn't laugh and shouted: ”have a good time. For 20 years, you are the only young man who can take my Stormwind fist - try my fist again. ”
When Jin Donghai spoke, his body once again clenched its fist and rushed towards Fang Yan.
Right hand one hand clenches a fist, straight to the side of the inflammation hit.
The arm of his right hand is stout without reason. The exposed fist is reddish red. The button of his shirt sleeve bursts out. The fist makes a hissing sound, as if it is about to burn.
It's Lihuo fist. It's a powerful fist.
If there is a soft and moist side in Stormwind boxing, lihuoquan is the representative of Zhigang and Yangzhi.
There is no return, no return.
The fist is like a fire, intending to burn all obstacles to ashes.
This time, Fang Yan really respected South champion Jin Donghai.
Not to respect his character, but his skill.
A person can practice a boxing to the top, Fang Yan can understand. Because he thought he was that kind of person.
However, it's not just a talent to be able to practice two opposite boxing techniques to the top.
Respect doesn't mean like it.
Fang Yan's feet are spread out to show the drunken crane riding the wind's Footwork which is handed down from the old drunkard.
Drunk crane moves at will by the wind, ethereal and invisible. It's easy to paralyze the opponent, making it difficult for the opponent to find his real body.
Fang Yan's body is slightly bowed, his legs are shaking, and he is like a crane drunk.
The closer jindonghai is, the more Fang Yan shakes.
In the end, Fang Yan's real body is gone. What remains in the eyes of jindonghai is countless shadows.
Since we can't see anything, we can't see anything.
Jin Donghai simply closed his eyes and used his perception to feel the existence of Fang Yan. For a wise warrior, perception is more reliable than eyes.
Boom -
he smashed it out.
In his heart, he felt the increasing air resistance in front of him.
That's the feeling of being about to hit an object, not the regret of being empty in a boxing.
He rushed forward to speed up his pace, trying to let his burning fist pierce Fang Yan's body.
He likes the feeling of objects burning. Because it burns because of itself.
Hero youth, fighting against heaven and earth.
And his southern champion, Jin Donghai, likes to kill people's oral miracles.
Coax -
fist push. Even the sky around him was red with his fist.
It doesn't feel right.
One real and one empty, the former real and the latter empty.