"Little Sword Nu, do you look down on me, Mr. Ma?"

A trace of anger flashed in Zhang Han's eyes and said in a deep voice: "Pull out your sword. Even if you lose to you today, I will be convinced by Liufeng's sword technique."

"Sorry, I didn't plan to use a sword in this battle."

Lin Yun was determined to explain that he was not looking down on the other party, but after thinking about it, he couldn't explain this thing clearly.

"Arrogant!"

Lin Yun's words completely angered Ma Kui, and the Iron Wall Power was activated.

His already tall figure expanded again and became extremely burly. His exposed muscles on his upper body actually emitted a faint metallic luster under the sunlight.

Rush!

Ma Kui rushed over and left a deep footprint on the rocks on the ring every step he took.

The ground seemed to be trembling, and the disciples watching the audience changed drastically.

"Senior Brother Ma is angry!"

"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Ma's strength was so strong. It seems that there are hidden means ahead."

"Okay, I see this sword slave stepping down like this, but he said he doesn't use a sword!"

The spectators were particularly excited to see Ma Kui's strength.

Lin Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he faced the other party and rushed towards him with a frantically punch.

clang!

When the two fists were touching each other, a loud bang broke out, and Lin Yun suddenly felt a numbness in his five fingers and the pain continued.

"This is just the beginning!"

Noting the subtle changes in Lin Yun's face, Ma Kui smiled slightly, and the color of his fists became darker little by little.

The fists were like the wind, constantly blasting out.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Yun used the tiger fist to fight decisively and took each fist down.

When the other party's fist turned completely purple, he groaned and was blown out fiercely.

Almost, I fell out of the ring.

"Purple Cloud Fist!"

"Senior Brother Ma Kui's Ziyun Fist has been perfect!"

The disciples in the audience exclaimed when they saw Ma Kui's fist turning purple.

"What a fierce boxing technique!"

Lin Yun was secretly shocked and immediately changed his countermeasures, and he drifted over with his toes.

He used the body technique of the Big Geese Art to dodge high and no longer fight against the other party.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

In an instant, Lin Yun, who was dodging, countless fists fell on the other party. There was a metal-like collision sound. Lin Yun's arm was almost numb, but the other party looked like nothing happened.

"It's useless. If you can't break my physical defense, I'll be fine if you hit me more. And as long as I hit you with one punch, I can defeat you, just like now!"

call!

The moment he finished speaking, Ma Kui punched out, as fast as lightning.

This punch has been planned for a long time, and it came too fast and had a tricky angle, so Lin Yun could not dodge it.

He had only had time to cross his arms and blocked them, and was blown away by the opponent.

Puchi!

Lin Yun felt a sweet throat, and a trace of blood stains on the corner of his mouth, but he was injured by the internal strength of the other party's Ziyun Fist.

"Sword slave, this is the end of you not drawing your sword. I will lose it!"

Ma Kui yelled angrily and rushed over again before Lin Yun had not yet landed. He was tall and mighty, and his whole body was as strong as a wall of iron, rushing over like a bull.

"I'm going to win!"

Seeing Lin Yun’s desperate situation deep in the face, the disciples watching the battle below shouted.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that Ma Kui was still so scheming.

Knowing that his body skills were not as good as his, he waited for him to land and blasted out the peak attack of Ziyun Fist.

But if you want him to draw the sword, this skill is really not enough.

Bang bang bang!

Lin Yun burst his bones with hundreds of sounds, and the sounds were like thunder. When he landed, he exerted all the power of the peak of the Tiger Fist.

At this moment, the peak of the perfect tiger fist was fully fired without reservation.

A terrifying aura burst out from his body, the sixth level of Yue Martial Arts, and when he clenched his five fingers tightly, he punched out with a punch.

There seemed to be a tiger behind him, and he kept roaring.

With his punch, the tiger seemed to jump from the deep mountains to the ring, causing endless winds.

The tiger returns to the mountain and all the beasts come to pay their respects!

Click!

When the two fists were touching each other, it seemed that something was broken.

Ma Kui, who rushed over, showed a huge shock on his face, and in just a moment, he was blown backwards.

After landing, my body returned to normal, glided continuously, and slipped out of the ring.

roar!

On the empty arena, the roar of tigers continues to stop, and the strong wind scatters.

Blowing Lin Yun's clothes, facing Huang Jian's manniu Feiyang's unruly and domineering attitude, he once again appeared on his pretty face.

"This is the peak and perfect tiger fist!"

"My God, someone actually practiced a set of tiger fists to the peak and perfection."

"There is no matter how perseverance you have and how strong your understanding you have, you can do it."

"The defeat of Ma Kui, thirteen consecutive victories... can't stop it. This sword slave is really going to soar into the sky."

The disciples watching the game from the audience were ashamed and were really unacceptable to the sudden reversal of the situation.

It's just a little bit short, just a little bit short, and Lin Yun is defeated.

It's ridiculous that it was Lin Yun after all.

As some people say, Lin Yun, who has won thirteen consecutive victories, has soared into the sky and is unstoppable!
Chapter completed!