The atmosphere began to become solemn. He Zijing and Zhang Moqian looked at each other with their eyes, and understood what the meaning of each other's hearts revealed, that is, to attack together and not hold back.

Fan Li has already known about the cooperation between the two of them. Now both want to silence Fan Li, because only dead people will not tell the secret!

Fan Li stepped on his foot, put out his willow leaf palms in his hand, and looked at the two of them quietly.

Zhang Moqian clenched his fists and nodded to He Zijing.

"Eat me a punch!"

Zhang Moqian shouted loudly, his body moved like a rabbit, and shot towards Fan Li. The impact he had just received in his chest did not affect Zhang Moqian's speed at all.

The boxing technique is like a knife, and Zhang Moqian's speed is incredibly fast. Because this time, he was desperate, how could he dare to keep it at all?

When Zhang Moqian was young, he was forced to wear iron sand clothes and tie iron sand belts by Zhang Yiqun. He added a spoonful of iron sand every day until he carried a weight of 50 kilograms. Therefore, Zhang Moqian's speed has been very awesome since childhood. Every winter sports meeting in the school, Zhang Moqian is a sprint champion, and he broke the record every sports meeting, attracting countless beauties to shout and cheer for him.

Of course, Zhang Moqian believes that the cheering of a beautiful girl is inseparable from his "handsome" face!

Zhang Moqian's majestic punch is Mantis Fist.

Mantis Fist requires speed and strength.

"The mantis comes out of the hole!"

Zhang Moqian suddenly flashed to Fan Li.

The big fist of a sandbag hit Fan Li's face. At this time, He Zijing also made an instant move and quickly grabbed Fan Li's shoulder joint.

Both attack at the same time!

Fan Li's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he sneered. The willow leaf palm turned into a phoenix-eye fist, and he hit him in close proximity, slightly pointed at Zhang Moqian's wrist, and rushed in like a poisonous snake.

Faced with He Zijing's attack, Fan Li's remaining hand turned into a willow fist and poked towards He Zijing's facade.

Due to the arm reasons, He Zijing's hand had not yet grasped Fan Li's shoulder joint, and Fan Li's willow palm was about to poke He Zijing's eyes. However, He Zijing's strength was even more revealed at this moment. His body suddenly flashed down, and he agilely avoided Fan Li's willow fist and kicked his feet at the same time!

"Miss He, I didn't expect you to be so strong!" Fan Li was shocked. He Zijing's performance was not like a daughter of a daughter, but more like a killer. Of course, Fan Li didn't know that He Zijing was originally a killer trained by the world's top killer organization.

Wing Chun has the advantage of short distances, but the speed of his punching is also extremely important. Fan Li's punching speed is very fast, squeezing his hands, pulling his hands, three-handed hands, and breaking left and right hands to cooperate with the three-character horse in the footwork to chase the horse. The movements are agile, fast, and hard and soft.

The boxing techniques that Fan Li uses now are completely Wing Chun, without any other boxing techniques. He uses Wing Chun to deal with the fierce attacks of the two, and still has a ease-proof attitude. Zhang Moqian and He Zijing both increased their speed to the extreme under the pressure of Fan Li's speed, and there were many figures in the field and constantly changing.

Suffocating pressure!

At this time, Zhang Moqian finally understood that the old monster of the Fan family is indeed well-known. He ranks fourth among the masters in the capital, so how perverted should he be the third and second?

Zhang Moqian dare not imagine it!

Zhang Moqian and He Zijing tried their best, but as time went by, the two gradually fell into a disadvantage. Of course, it was also because Zhang Moqian was seriously injured by Fan Li before, and his qi and blood were not smooth, which led to his inability to perform at his true level.

Fan Li's physical strength is decisively inversely proportional to his age. After playing for such a long time, he still has a long physical strength.

Fan Li said coldly: "You are ready to die!"

The cold light in his eyes kept flashing. It was like a substantial cold light that shot into the minds of the two of them, and they could not feel any resistance.

"Hurry, fierce, accurate, ruthless." Fan Li's Yongchun fist suddenly began to become ruthless. It seemed that he was ready to kill.

Both Zhang Moqian and He Zijing felt that Fan Li's whole body was full of sticky strength. Sticky and beaten was the essence of Wing Chun Fist. It can be said that Wing Chun Fist relies on sticky strength. The lethality of Wing Chun Fist is above sticky strength. Fighting close to each other, sticking to the other party, making the other party unable to stop.

The famous Fengyan Fist and Willow Leaf Palm in Wing Chun Fist are filled with strong winds, as if the air is squeaked by Fan Li's punch and palm.

"Damn, Zijing, let's fight this dead old man to death!" Zhang Moqian cursed and attacked Fan Li's phoenix eye fist and willow leaf palm with He Zijing.

boom!

Time seems to be frozen at this moment, fists, palms and palms colliding together, without any fancy moves, just ordinary punches and palms.

Zhang Moqian and He Zijing were shocked and took five steps back at the same time.

Fan Li's situation was not much better. He resisted the attacks of the two, took four steps back before stopping.

He Zijing and Zhang Moqian looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with a stern look. The two of them attacked together, causing Fan Li to take four steps back. And they were both defeated by Fan Li five steps back.

When the two joined forces, Fan Li still had the upper hand?

"Happy, it's been a long time since I've been so happy!" Fan Li laughed in a twisted face, and his whole body looked eccentric.

He started practicing Wing Chun since he was six years old, and he didn't know how many times more powerful than Xingyiquan. However, he also understood that if he gave these two young people a few years of growth, he would definitely lose in the hands of both of them.

Zhang Moqian walked around Fan Li, stared at him fiercely, and surrounded Fan Li one after another.

"Let's keep fighting!"

As soon as Fan Li finished speaking, his body was like a dragon. After only half a breath, his fist appeared in front of Zhang Moqian.

"So fast!"

Although Zhang Moqian was still shocked, he clawed his hand towards Fan Li's chest.

He Zijing was not idle, and took advantage of the time when Fan Li attacked Zhang Moqian, and also attacked Fan Li's back!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

As soon as Zhang Moqian used up his moves, He Zijing took it. As soon as He Zijing finished attacking, Zhang Moqian took it again.

Continuous and continuous.

"snort!"

Fan Li snorted coldly, staring at He Zijing with sharp eyes.

After such a long fight, he could already feel that compared to the Zhang family boy and He Zijing, He Zijing is relatively weaker!

So, Fan Li decided to defeat him one by one!

Moving as if he was rid of a rabbit, Fan Li was incredibly fast. His old body was like a black mamba snake that took the initiative to attack. A figure flashed and Fan Li had already appeared in front of He Zijing.

"die!"

Fan Li shouted loudly, and his fist was squirting like He Zijing's body with hissing force.

Because Fan Li's speed was too fast, He Zijing had not had time to react, and Fan Li's fist had approached her body. He Zijing even felt the force on Fan Li's fist stinging her skin.

"Be careful!" Zhang Moqian's eyes flashed.

He suddenly rushed towards Fan Li!

"Bang!"

He Zijing's body was pushed away, and Fan Li's fist hit Zhang Moqian.

In an instant, Zhang Moqian's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and then hit the big tree hard.

However, at this moment, neither Fan Li nor He Zijing noticed that Zhang Moqian had secretly pulled down the double-edged sword meteor that had flew on the tree before.

"Zhang Moqian..." He Zijing looked dull. She didn't expect that Zhang Moqian would sacrifice herself to protect her.

"Wow……"

Fan Li used all his strength to use his punch, and even Zhang Moqian's strong body could not resist. He felt sweet in his mouth and couldn't help but vomit blood, which made the collar of his chest look shocking.

"Call the people next door!" Zhang Moqian stood up hard, his body looking shaky, like he was drunk. At some point, he had already hidden the double-edged sword meteor in his sleeve.

He Zijing hurriedly retreated to Zhang Moqian and supported his shaky body!

"You can still stand up after being hit by my full punch, which is great." Fan Li sneered with a gloomy face, "I'll let you lie down completely with the next punch!"

As soon as he said that, Fan Li attacked the two of them again.

He Zijing stood in front of Zhang Moqian and faced Fan Li's attack, and was about to meet him!

At this time, Zhang Moqian, whose body was originally shaking, suddenly pulled He Zijing behind him: "I'm not used to being protected by women!"

The next moment, Zhang Moqian's body was already shooting out like a sharp sword, facing Fan Li!

The shadows of the two were soon intertwined!

"Bang!"

Zhang Moqian was knocked away again!

However, the moment he flew out, the meteor that had already been ready with his right hand aimed at Fan Li's neck and suddenly threw it out!

Snap!

As Zhang Moqian fell to the ground, the sound of the trachea rupture sounded!

The meteor penetrated Fan Li's neck, and his remaining strength was not reduced, and he stabbed the sculpture not far away!

"Wow……"

Zhang Moqian spat another mouthful of blood and cursed: "The old monster of the Fan family is still dead at the hands of this coach!"
Chapter completed!