The elbows come through the ears, how fierce the power is?

The boxer is hard with his hands and feet. One elbow strike is enough to smash the stone slab. Miao Quanti’s punch is melted. When these two elbows intersect, even the hardest skull of human beings will only end up shattering!

fierce!

risk!

Under the huge danger, An Qisheng felt his heart beating like a drum, his blood boiling and flowing, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Hmph! Ha!"

An Qisheng's body shortened, his feet suddenly shook, and he exhaled and a burning air flow could be seen from his mouth and nose with naked eyes!

Bang!

The huge force erupted from under the feet, and the ground cracked silently like a turtle pattern.

At the same time, his muscles and bones were making sounds in a blink of an eye, and his muscles and bones were whistling together. The huge force started from his feet, climbed in an immense amount, reaching his shoulders and elbows.

The next moment, the fist and arm bent, and hit Miao Quan's chest and abdomen with one elbow.

A cannon of heaven on the ground!

At this moment, An Qisheng ignored Miao Quan's attack and seemed to die with him!

"Um?!"

Miao Quan was extremely nervous and saw An Qisheng's move to the sky cannon.

"Want to die with me?"

Miao Quan's eyes turned red, and the violent aura rose, and his closed elbows pressed down.

So what if you avoid the penetration of your ears? One downward pressure is enough to hit your head into your stomach!

But at this moment, a flash seemed to flash in front of his eyes.

A crisis in my heart.

"Sniper rifle?!!!"

Miao Quan roared silently in his heart, as if a big hand was holding his heart tightly.

In an instant, his hair exploded all over his body, and his short hair stood up even more like an electric shock.

If you enter the power of the punch, you will no longer be too afraid of small-caliber pistols. As long as you are not shot against the head, you will basically not be killed.

As An Qisheng had shot the Fusang swordsman before, if it weren't for the two meters of the distance, he wouldn't have even avoided it.

But this does not mean that Huajin is really not afraid of guns.

Facing a truly powerful sniper rifle, even if you really hold the pill, you will be disgusted by the face!

"move!!"

"Move!!!"

"Move it for me!"

Miao Quan's elbows had touched An Qisheng's erected short hair. In less than a second, he could kill the enemy in front of him.

But at this moment, how dare he?

He roared and angrily in his heart, and took the moves as the blood vessel exploded.

Cross your arms and protect them before your eyebrows!

Bang!

Far from a thousand meters away, the sniper bomb arrived first, and instantly penetrated Miao Quan's iron arm that had been trained for decades.

Bang!

At the same time, An Qisheng's straight cannon also hit Miao Quan's chest!

A gunshot, a sound of a physical collision sounded almost at the same time.

"ah!"

A scream cut through the sky.

Miao Quan screamed and was beaten back by An Qisheng's cannon. Blood mixed with internal organs squirted out wildly, dyeing the earth red.

Bang!

Flying out five or six meters, Miao Quancai hit the ground hard, twisting his body like a snake.

Only then did he not want to die, and blood stained the earth red.

"Bah! Those who are in the New Year dare to come to Daxuan to kill people!"

On a hill somewhere thousands of meters away, Wang Anfeng, dressed in camouflage, threw away his sniper rifle, stood up, and spitted:

"It is said that the bones of practicing sharks are hard. I have specially prepared special armor-piercing bullets for you, so you can see if you can block them!"

"call!"

Anqisheng breathed out a long breath.

I felt that there was nothing that was not painful in my body. When I lifted my clothes and saw that whenever I collided, I was bruised, especially my arms, almost turned black.

The strength can be mastered quickly, and boxing can be learned quickly, but hard skills cannot be improved by leaps and bounds.

His muscles and bones are indeed not as hard as Miao Quan.

"Miao Quan."

An Qisheng glanced at Miao Quan's body, and his violently beating heart slowly calmed down.

Huajin is not that easy to kill.

He was not so arrogant that he dared to face one alone. He had dozens or hundreds of lives in his hand and fled to the powerful bandit who had been running for nearly twenty years.

The reason why I went along the way was naturally to lead him to Wang Anfeng's range.

Miao Quan has been wandering around for many years and is very sensitive to tracking and counter-tracking. Many ambushings are easily discovered. This time, he and Wang Anfeng are the only ones who took action.

Facing such a fierce man, he is under a lot of pressure at all. Whether it is conversation or fighting, it is all for the sake of Wang Anfeng's analysis and preparation.

Wang Anfeng has been preparing for this shot for several days.

Even so, it is still extremely dangerous to fight.

"Ah! Killing!"

"Report to the law enforcement team, someone shot and killed someone!"

"Go!"

There was a noise on the road, and everyone who witnessed this scene was so scared that their faces turned pale.

I no longer had the mood to watch the excitement. I started the vehicles one by one, wishing I could step the accelerator into the fuel tank, and ran away without a trace before the meeting.

Drop ~

A moment later, a black car parked on the side of the road, and Wang Anfeng, dressed in camouflage, opened the car door and walked out.

“It’s so alert….”

After glanced at Miao Quan lying on the corpse, Wang Anfeng snorted coldly.

Miao Quan's arms were broken by a gun, and his broken hands were thrown a few meters away. His gun, bullets, left deep gullies on his scalp, and his skull was cut apart.

But this shot failed to do its best, and it was An Qisheng's elbow that really killed him.

"Let's go, leave the rest to the law enforcement team. Such a fierce bandit is so happy that he is in this trap."

Wang Anfeng glanced at An Qisheng standing in front of Miao Quan's body:

"You don't feel the desolate feeling of being killed by a gun, right?"

"I don't have the habit of sympathizing with my enemies."

An Qisheng shook his head.

Isn’t it all to kill people by guns, punches, and knifes?

Even if you are shot to death, you can't stand it. What kind of martial arts can you practice in this state of mind?

He leaned over Miao Quan's arms and took out a few documents, coins, and mobile phones:

"Since dealing with your siblings, my situation has become more and more dangerous. I am just wondering whether to stay away from you."

"How many meanings?"

Wang Anfeng rolled his eyes:

"As I come all the way, you won't be moved at all, right?"

"Forget it, leave here."

An Qisheng sighed and said no more.

If you really decide to go on this path, fighting and killing is inevitable. There is no need to blame this or that for your own choice.
To be continued...