Not only Qian Erpo was surprised, but even Zhao Yiming, Qing Xuan and others who were watching were a little surprised. Li Xuanyuan also looked up slightly and looked at Lin Er for a moment.

But how could they know that since the Sun Sanjin incident, Zhang Moqian has specifically guided Lin Erling's martial arts. Lin Erling is a kind of stubborn person. He has a sudden feeling of power. How can he say that his life is similar to a spiral. On the surface, he stops moving forward, but in fact he is climbing around. Before he knows it, he has become a big tree in the sky.

Zhang Moqian was also shocked by Lin Erbiao's move. Erleng grew up quite fast!

Qian Erpo is the snake instructor at the headquarters of the Snake Nest in Beijing. After years of training, how could he be willing to suffer such a loss? This time he also raised his mind, concentrated on himself, moved his left arm, and his eyes ruthlessly rushed up again.

His fists were like raindrops, constantly falling on Lin Erling's strong body.

After all, Lin Erlang has not been studying for a long time. Now Qian Erpo is concentrating on attacking. He can resist at first, but gradually, he seems a little overwhelmed.

"No, I'm going to encounter a tough guy!" The fat man gritted his teeth and knew that the people who came today were not good. It seemed that the people in the Demon City were definitely not comparable to those in small places like Queensland. The first person sent by the other party restrained Erlen from his side.

"Erleen, retreat."

The fat man shouted loudly, pulled Lin Erling over and met him.

If Lin Erlang continues to fight, he will definitely be seriously injured.

"Hmph, it's just right." Qian Erpo snorted coldly and looked at the fat man cruelly: "I will break your legs and let me kneel in front of my elder brother and lick the soles of his shoes."

"The toad yawns!"

The fat man sneered repeatedly, his body moved, as flexible as a monkey.

Who said that fat people cannot run or jump? The fat people's movements prove one more thing. Don't underestimate any fat people, because some of them are more flexible than thin people.

"court death!"

Qian Erpo was about to move up, and his fist quickly slammed the fat man's fist seven or eight times.

Both of them used fast punches, and seven or eight times were just one or two breaths. Then their identities quickly separated and exchanged positions.

This move made both of them secretly shocked. Qian Erpo never expected that this fat man was so strong, and his fist was beaten to hurt. This fat man was a master! The fat man was also very surprised. No wonder this guy could defeat Erlen. As expected, the person who came was not good!

After taking a secret breath, the fat man's fat body once again met.

His body opened slightly, like an eagle, and like a tiger rushing to eat. His fist style flickered, unpredictable.

Qian Erpo was shocked.

Bang!

By accident, his right shoulder was punched by a fat man. The severe pain made him gasp and his body quickly retreated.

What kind of boxing is this? It's so weird?

Qian Erpo was trained in the snake nest and became a snake instructor. He had come into contact with many Chinese national skills. He had contacted them from internal and external martial arts. However, at this moment, he had never seen this strange boxing technique that the fat man had made. This kind of boxing technique seemed to be omnipresent, and even if he had a good defense, he would be hit.

"Splitting fist!"

Li Xuanyuan's eyes condensed.

In Qingxuan's side, Li Xuanyuan is the strongest in terms of kung fu, and in terms of kung fu, Li Xuanyuan is the most extensive in terms of kung fu. He has been involved in many national martial arts, so only he can see that Wang's hypocritical boxing technique is to slash and hang fist.

"Xuanyuan, it seems that this is not the case with the Climbing Fist!" Liu Yuyu frowned.

"No, this is the slashing fist, but the most primitive and authentic slashing fist." Li Xuanyuan explained expressionlessly: "Slashing fist is widely circulated. Now, people can be seen practicing slashing fist in many parks across the country, but they are all simplified slashing fist, and they have no lethality. They are just practiced as strengthening the body. Only a very small number of people have mastered the real slashing fist... If I guess correctly, this fat man should be the surname Wang, the twelfth generation successor of slashing fist."

"So awesome?"

Liu Yuyu was stunned and looked at Zhang Moqian meaningfully. The subordinates around this kid were really surprised.

Li Xuanyuan guessed correctly. Wang's hypocritical grandfather was the tenth generation successor of the Pike Fist. The famous Marshal Zhu suppressed bandits in Jianshui Ancient City when he was young. He accidentally met Wang's hypocritical grandfather. Then Wang's hypocritical grandfather followed Marshal Zhu to fight the country. From the Red Army to the War of Resistance Against Japan, to the War of Liberation, there was a problem during the Cultural Revolution. However, in the end, Marshal Zhu protected Wang's hypocritical father and sent them back to southern Yunnan. This is why Wang's hypocritical father always talked about the glorious Wang family.

Wang Fei Hyun’s father is the eleventh generation descendant, while Wang Fei Hyun’s father is the twelfth generation descendant.

Originally, the Piguai Fist was not passed on to other surnames, but when Zhang Moqian was a child, he and Wang were like brothers, saving Wang Fei's life. Wang Fei's hypocritical father also passed the Piguai Fist to Zhang Moqian.

However, in terms of the attainments in the slashing fist, the king is more hypocritical.

"Qian Erpo won't support it for long." Li Xuanyuan made a judgment.

Sure enough, under the false attack of Wang's fist, Qian Erpo kept retreating, and finally lost his strength and actually knelt on the ground.

"Aren't you going to break my legs?" Wang sneered hypocritically, "Look at whoever breaks his legs."

"Tubuki, you're looking for death!"

At this moment, the fat man saw a black shadow flashing.

A very fast black shadow attacked him, and he quickly raised his hand to resist.

Bang!

The fat man felt that he was shocked by a huge force and retreated continuously, and a scorching pain came from his arm.

It's Zhao Yiming!

"Erpo, you go back!"

Zhao Yiming snorted coldly. He originally thought that he could get rid of Zhang Moqian's subordinates without taking advantage of Qian Erpo. Then, when Zhang Moqian took action himself, he could hand it over to Li Xuanyuan to solve the problem. During the whole process, he just needed to watch from the side.

However, he didn't expect that Qian Erpo would be defeated without support until Zhang Moqian took action!

"Tubuki, I said I want to break your legs." Zhao Yiming narrowed his eyes and looked sharp: "Now, let me learn about your chop fist myself!"

"Zhang Moqian, what should I do? Wang Qiuhyun seems to have met an opponent." Gao Feifei looked anxious.

"Don't panic, Sister Feifei, go and talk to the microphone, and say that cutting the ribbon may take a while." Zhang Moqian said calmly, "Don't worry, fat man can't do it, and I'm there!"

Gao Feifei looked worried, but she nodded, quickly walked to the front of the microphone, with a smile on her face, and said in a pleasant voice: "Sorry, there was a little episode, which delayed the opening of the ribbon cutting business, but please rest assured that our Golden Sunshine guarantees the opening of the ribbon cutting business tonight, so everyone can wait and see."

Although Gao Feifei's face was calm when she spoke, she secretly smuggled cold sweat in her heart.

Seeing so many people on the other side, she couldn't help feeling guilty. Zhang Moqian and she even did the most private things. She had long regarded Zhang Moqian as her lover. Now that Zhang Moqian is injured, she doesn't want Zhang Moqian to take action himself when she is injured. What if she is injured again?

After returning after saying that, she couldn't help but look at Yan Shi with a anxious look. The meaning in her eyes was very obvious. What should I do?

Seeing Gao Feifei's anxious expression, Yan Shi was amused and thought to herself that her best friend really cared about her good nephew. She gently grabbed Gao Feifei's hand and comforted her: "It's okay, we have to believe him."

"Um!"

After Gao Feifei, the person in charge said this, many people around him calmed down and waited with anticipation to see what would happen next. Because Qingxuan had such a big momentum, more and more people on the roads around him were accumulated, blocking the entire East Beijing Road.

Under the golden sunlight stone steps.

Wang Xuwei and Zhao Yiming's bodies kept colliding.

The more you beat, the more frightened the fat man became.

Zhao Yiming's strength is twice that of Qian Erpo, and Zhao Yiming's various killer moves are continuous, as if his physical strength is wave after wave, never stopping. Sometimes his slashing fist can indeed hit Zhao Yiming, but Zhao Yiming's strength is too strong and very fast. Most of the time, Zhao Yiming hits him.

After all, Zhao Yiming was born in a snake nest. He started training in a snake nest at the age of five, and has been forty years now. Moreover, he is strong himself. If he had not followed Qingxuan to the Demon City and continued to stay in the capital, he had been promoted to the Snake King, and his status in the Snake Neighbor was second only to the three snake kings and the Snake Lord. The king had amazing achievements in hypocritical slashing and hanging fist, but he did not have systematic training like Zhao Yiming. Over time, he became more and more inferior.

"Grandmaid, go to die!"

Zhao Yiming's body was like the wind, his fists were howling, and the fat man could not dodge, and his fists fell on the fat man's stomach one after another.

Bang!

The fat man's body was beaten to the point of flying, and then fell hard on the stone steps.

"Grass, ruthless."
Chapter completed!