Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Chapter 485 Ling Chi!

The next day, in the morning, at eight.

One night, the north wind was cold, and the snow fell thickly. When many martial artists who participated in the martial arts meeting got up in the morning, the heavy snow like goose feathers still kept coming, and the people's noses could breathe out long casually. White gas shows how cold the weather is.

Today's breakfast is full of information in all the dining halls, and it is not as solemn as the first day. Martial artists who are familiar with the brutality of the martial arts conference and have not retired are very relaxed. Most people put life and death off the beaten track. All put down the psychological pressure.

What's more, the many secret things that happened last night, Augustus's absence from several people, also caused a lot of discussion.

The participants in the martial arts conference were all hidden dragons and lying tigers. Last night, Wang Chao chased down Augustus and was attacked by the five gunmen. It also alarmed many sensitive people.

"Old man, did you witness Wang Chao's action last night? Last night, I heard a movement, and I ran out, and there was no shadow." Xiao Lanting at the corner of the dining room asked the old man with colored glazed eyes.

"I saw it with my own eyes, until the end, Augustus, the ghost leopard was captured alive, and Wang Chao lightning killed the other four gun kings. Every detail I saw in the eyes. That battle , Comparable to the martial arts conference is a hundred times more exciting. "The old man said, suddenly hehe smiled:" Yesterday scene, I only see Wu Kong Xuan in his ordinary life. The ambush of the five big gun kings, among them there is also a great master of Dandao, hehe If I met and tried my best, there was only a 50% chance of survival. "

"Brother Kong Xuan, don't think about it so much. Last night, Wang Chao shot it himself. Although it means killing chickens and monkeys, warning those foreigners not to make small moves, but it doesn't necessarily mean that we have to retreat from difficulties. I hid yesterday. Secret, but Wang Chao looked at me in the direction of Augustus and Ghost Leopard, and I felt his gaze and noticed me obviously. My Chen Taiyi is known as ghost shadow, body style Although Hidden Kung Fu is not the best in the world, it has never been seen by anyone. At this time, we can really see the reality of Wang Chao, and it is exciting to think about such a powerful person. "

An old man said.

"The martial arts conference is about to start, two brothers, let's go." Yue Peng stood up: "Yan Yuanyi, style, Chen Aiyang, Liu Yuanfei are not fuel-efficient lamps. There is no roadblock. "

"To be honest, Chen Aiyang is still young, and he is also practicing Tai Chi. It is not a worry, but the woman with style, actually defeated Iheyuan. It is a strong enemy."

The masters of the three martial arts families discussed and stood up one after another and walked into the venue of the martial arts conference.

The big screen of the computer flickered accurately and relentlessly at 8 am Beijing time.

Thailand: Naipong, Bao Shiling.

China: Lin Tingfeng.

"Huh? This old man ..."

Just when Nao Peng in Thailand, Bao Shiling played, Huo Ling'er next to Wang Chao raised his eyebrows. "This is the older generation of Muay Thai in Muay Thai, and it came out unexpectedly. Muay Thai in the Naipeng family is the most powerful family in Muay Thai."

Nai Peng, Bao Shiling, a Muay Thai boxer, is wearing a large yellow blouse and yellow shorts. The skin on the body and the skin on the face are all gullies, only one meter six meters, showing the shortness of tropical people. He is an old man. But I can't see how old it is.

This Muay Thai player, with nothing like twine wrapped in his hand, is bare-handed. Walking down the field, such as iron nails nailed to the ground.

"Ruan Hongxiu once practiced under his door, this fight, depends on Lin Tingfeng's luck."

Wang Chao looked at Nai Peng Bao Shi Ling and said something. With Wang Chao's eyesight, it is natural to see that this is the top expert in Muay Thai. The older generation of boxers has not shot for many years. Experts like Ruan Hongxiu have asked him for advice.

The fighting in this venue is also quite sensational. Lin Tingfeng is a master of swordsmanship, and although Nai Peng Bao Shiling is unknown, in the circle of Muay Thai, it is equal to the status of the master. Both have very high status. Can also be considered a strong man.

Lin Tingfeng came off with a sword.

Immediately, Lin Tingfeng looked at this old man in a typical tropical region and said, "Let's compare weapons?" But Nai Peng Bao Shi Ling moved his face and shook his hand. He also said a Thai language. Nine of them didn't understand.

Lin Tingfeng did not understand. If it's English, he can understand French, but he doesn't understand Thai, especially Turkish.

So he raised his sword again.

Naipeng Baoshi Ling shook his head again, and stretched his fist out of his sleeve.

The meaning is obvious. Nai Peng Bao Shi Ling did not agree to compare weapons.

For the first time, opinions were not uniform.

At this time, the staff of the Budo Assembly finally came to an end, and after a while of communicating with each other, the big screen on the computer flashed again. Apparently it was a draw by the two.

Finally, the freeze on the big screen is above two words.

These two words are "freehand".

Obviously, the result of the lottery was that the two did not use weapons and fought freehand.

"Hey, Lin Tingfeng is out of luck." Wang Chao sighed. At the venue, Jiang Hai's eyes suddenly narrowed. Luo Xiaomeng's face also showed a trace of worry.

Lin Tingfeng was also open-minded. After the result came out, he lost his long sword in his hand and wrapped his sleeves. Sword fingers are hidden behind him. Breath rises and falls. Adjusted his status.

And Naipeng Baoshi Ling cracked his mouth and smiled, suddenly, the gully on his face was collapsed tightly, as if he had undergone surgery, the old face was smooth, and the brown-black face turned yellow, Huang Zhong It is red again, as if it were a fine cinnabar glazed tile, and the entire person's skin seems to be painted with a layer of glaze.

Lin Tingfeng's face changed when he saw such changes as Naipeng Baoshiling.

"Unexpectedly, there is a method similar to Kuchan in yoga." Zhu Hongzhi's eyelids also jumped.

The bell of the opening of the martial arts meeting relentlessly rang.

Lin Tingfeng suddenly had a long scream, his hand suddenly pierced out, a style of "fairy man pointing the way", straight stabbing Naipeng, Bao Shiling's eyebrows. This sword, full of strength, elegant posture, hitting the courage first, the first eye piercing. Shows the style of a generation of master swordsman.

Naipeng Baoshiling's eyes did not blink, his hands suddenly lifted, resembling a tiger's scratches, his body burst like thunder, and his body suddenly swelled. The sound was violent.

With this shot, everyone almost saw Lin Tingfeng's arm about to be smashed.

However, after half of his fingers went out, Lin Tingfeng suddenly changed and hung up. His steps were twisted, and his fingers penetrated the belly of Naipong Baoshiling without warning.

In Lin Tingfeng's hand, the kung fu under his feet seemed to step on a snake, twisted, his body erratic, and strange.

This is the sword power of the Nine Palace Sword, "True Wuta Snake".

boom!

However, this slaying finger hit a hard bone.

It turned out that Nai Peng Bao Shiling's knee was lifted slightly, as if a shield resisted Lin Tingfeng's finger through the abdomen.

Lin Tingfeng's finger turned and moved two inches, groping for Naipeng's knee ring jump point.

Although the knee is hard, there are subtle weaknesses in the hard place. Lin Tingfeng's sword is permeable. Specially tackling.

However, Naipeng and Bao Shiling did not allow Lin Tingfeng to point to the weak point of his knee. The knee seemed to be a spearpoint, and suddenly a trembling, strong, and counterattack on Lin Tingfeng's wrist.

Lin Tingfeng knew that he couldn't be hit by his knees, and he quickly sighed in his hand. If he had a sword in his hand, the edge would cut off the opponent's entire knee with a slight turn, but now his fingers are ten times less powerful.

At the slightest moment when Lin Tingfeng withdrew his wrist, he was shocked in all directions, and the air exploded violently. In his eyes, a dozen thick black elbow shadows hit the air!

This is Naipeng Baoshi Ling seizing the opportunity and launched a fierce counterattack.

All of Lin Tingfeng's kung fu is on the sword. His fist is taking a mysterious and changeable way. Although it can be tough, it is inferior to the strength of Muay Thai.

Under the crazy sudden counterattack of Naipeng Baoshiling, Lin Tingfeng backed off again and again, and his steps flickered.

The venue is very large and the place is wide enough for Lin Tingfeng to retreat.

but! Nai Peng Bao Shi Ling, the Muay Thai boxer, didn't relax. His physical strength seemed to be endless. His strength, punches, elbows, and attacks continued. It seemed that he was a three-headed, six-armed Nezha, forcing Lin Tingfeng to have only the power to dodge Too.

A strange scene of TXT download appeared on the venue.

Nai Peng and Bao Shiling's fists and feet were fierce and violently chased and struck. The air exploded violently, while Lin Tingfeng kept retreating.

The two chase and retreat one after another, non-stop, and retreat a distance of thousands of feet, as if training long-distance running.

After a thousand kilometers, Lin Tingfeng's feet seemed to be unable to turn around in one breath, slowed down half a beat, and was hit by Nai Peng and Bao Shiling's "elbow" elbow on his arm, and then progressed, punching with three punches and two feet. The flesh and blood were vague and fell to the ground, struggling twice, and then stopped.

A generation of masters of swordsmanship, in a free-hand fight, was killed by chaos.

Wang Chao sighed. I knew clearly in my heart that if it was a weapon, no matter what Naipeng and Bao Shiling took, they could not beat Lin Tingfeng. Lin Tingfeng's swordsmanship, even Barry Ming had scruples.

Unfortunately, Lin Tingfeng had no luck and fought freehand.

As soon as Lin Tingfeng died, Luo Xiaomeng stood up suddenly, his eyes overflowing, looking at Nai Peng Bao Shi Ling below.

Lin Tingfeng was an extremely prestigious master among the first Chinese boxers who died in the martial arts conference.

Many of the Chinese masters present, such as Bai Quanyi, Zhu Hongzhi, etc., have no friendship with Lin Tingfeng, but seeing such a situation, they are still a bit sad.

Lin Tingfeng's death smeared a thick layer of blood on the martial arts meeting the next day.

The flashing of the large computer screen continued, the next day, the second game.

China's Tang Men, Bai Quanyi.

Russia: Kemirlov.

Bai Quanyi moved his muscles and walked to the venue. And Kemirlov, who was opposite him, had long been standing opposite him.

This mysterious Russian, as always, loomed a polar bear-like brutality.

"Mr. Bai, there is already a Chinese martial artist who died in my hand, but my hand is not yet satisfied, so you can be the second one."

When face-to-face, Kemirlov spoke.

This Kmirlov has been turned for the second time.

In the match yesterday, he shot and killed the young Zhang Shaogang, the national team's national martial arts champion.

"Is it worth to brag about killing a practicing routine?" Bai Quanyi's lips moved, standing still, waiting quietly, waiting for the bell to start.

A rapid ringing sound!

At the same time the bell rang, Kemirlov and Bai Quanyi shot almost simultaneously.

However, Bai Quanyi was faster. When Kamillov just punched a foot, he banged. Bai Quanyi's Japanese punch punched on his fist and opened the heavy punch of the Russian. Then a series of "white panther claw" long nails have caught Kemirlov's face.

Kamillov never thought that Bai Quanyi was so fast. His heavy punch was photographed by Bai Quanyi, his hands faintly showing his strong bones and hard coating.

With a roar, Kmirlov's head tilted to the side and his steps back. Bai Quanyi evaded Bai Quanyi's grasp, but Bai Quanyi's wrist suddenly flipped over, his tendons flicked forward, and his nails popped an inch.

Thump, and cut out five **** traces on Kemilov's face.

The claws were so fierce, the skin flesh on Kmirlov's face rolled up, the minced meat and blood pulled down, and it was shocking beyond words.

However, this is not a fatal wound. For a fierce soldier, such a wound is not even enough to affect the combat effectiveness.

Kemirlov yelled again, and turned his fist insidiously, suddenly hitting Bai Quanyi's ribs. This punch, the arc is very strange, as if it appeared out of thin air, and the power is incredible, and there is no wind.

However, Bai Quanyi's hand was hidden under his rib again, and he hit the short-strength trick of Wing Chun. He resisted the punch with one stroke. His body stepped back three steps, and suddenly swept forward. The fist of the upper hand continuously hit Kemirlov's face.

Kemirlov was about to pounce, but Bai Quanyi backed away and rushed in front of him.

Severe claws reached his face again, and Kmirlov quickly raised his elbows to protect his face while violently striking Bai Quanyi's hand.

But Bai Quanyi's claws sink strangely and scorn! It actually fell on Kemirlov's chest.

The clothes are torn!

Flesh flew across, and several deep blood marks appeared.

Kemirlov receded violently, and saw all the clothes on his chest shattered, the skin on his chest rolled up, the blood flowed, and the small pieces of meat foam, suddenly a roar of a devil!

He was even more angry.

Unfortunately, just as he roared, Bai Quanyi threw himself up again, and the sharp leopard claws reached his head again, making him breathless.

what!

Between the dodges, Kemirlov made another earth-shattering roar, and Bai Quanyi had an extra ear on his hand.

Bai Quanyi grabbed his right ear off.

Then, every counterattack by Kemirlov was resolved by Bai Quanyi, and every time Bai Quanyi shot, he had to take a piece of meat on this tall Russian.

Every time Bai Quanyi was caught, Kemirlov would make an angry roar. The counterattack is getting more and more fierce, but it is useless. On the contrary, it is only Bai Quanyi's heavier attack.

Thump!

After thirty rounds of fighting, Kemirlov's clothes were broken and there was no good skin. Physical strength is also gradually consumed.

Suddenly, Bai Quanyi Shi exhibited a series of killing tricks, "Cut out the heart, cut the umbilical cord, remove the bowel, cut the neck and wear the throat leopard. Terror is like a devil.

what! Kamillov tried hard to dodge, and suddenly a howl broke out again, his body crooked, and everyone in the room gave a cry. It turned out that a piece of meat on his thigh was dug out by Bai Quanyi.

This piece of meat is very large, full of fists.

Kemirlov's body was finally unable to support him, shaking, but, in the few seconds he was shaking, Bai Quanyi shot mercilessly.

There was a slap of minced meat on the ground.

It was all Bai Quanyi dug up and left on the ground.

This is no longer a duel, but Ling Chi!

"... This is ..." At this time, in the high box, Russian Prime Minister Putin completely saw this in his eyes, his mouth bulging, his face pale.

And some of the big foreigners in the other box actually vomited.

Thump! In the end, Bai Quanyi's Shuanglong grabbed the beads, penetrated Kemirlov's eyes, and finally closed. There was no expression on his face when he closed his hand, but it was calm as if the butcher was dismembering a farm animal.

"This video is forbidden to be circulated and destroyed immediately!" At the same time, such a command was issued in a secret control room.

The battle is over.

Everyone present, except for a few masters, all came out with cold sweat.

Bai Quanyi's methods, at this moment, are famous.

"I'm not a disaster this time. After all, this is not an underground black fist."

After the battle, Bai Quanyi took the stage and said something to Wang Chao. He also knows that although the unofficial rules of this martial arts convention are not afraid of casualties ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but this time his methods are too cruel, and there will be no good ending afterwards, even if it is domestic, it will be disadvantageous for him for some impact .

"I am here."

Wang Chao only said three words.

Bai Quanyi's shot once again stained the blood of the martial arts conference with a thick layer.

Kemirlov's body was quickly lifted down. Then there were more than fifty fights, and one day passed. On the second night of Budo, it was very quiet, and it seemed that Wang Chao was shocked by the first night.

Immediately afterwards, it ushered in the third day of fighting.

The big electronic screen seems destined to arrange a shocking battle every day.

As soon as the third day opened, there were two thrilling names.

China Tangmen: Chen Aiyang.

Statelessness: god.