Medical Sovereign

Unknowingly, Ding Lie had changed from passive to active, completely controlling the rhythm of the battle, and the balance of victory had gradually begun to tilt towards him.

If nothing unexpected happened, there would be no suspense about the outcome of this battle.

But in this world, everything is unsatisfactory all the time, even the cooked duck may fly away, let alone this is the United States.

Therefore, an armed helicopter approached from far away, breaking this temporary balance. Ding Lie suddenly woke up from his epiphany, and his sword intention was retracted. Francis also took the opportunity to get relief. While secretly breathing a sigh of relief, more... Ashamed and annoyed.

Hobbit was not a warrior, and he couldn't sense Francis' momentum through the screen, let alone hear what they were saying. Therefore, when he saw that Francis didn't kill the group of yellow-skinned monkeys jumping up and down as he thought, he My mood became very unhappy.

So, he immediately made a decision, took out the prepared backup plan to implement the second plan, and rushed over by helicopter in person.

"Damn bed bug, you have completely pissed me off. Kneel down and beg for my forgiveness. Maybe I will make your death less painful."

Francis' face was ferocious, he stared at Ding Lie, and cursed fiercely, his blood boiling all over his body, like a volcano about to erupt, filled with a powerful and terrifying aura.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Ding Lie showed no fear and slowly drew out the butcher's knife, but the terrifying fighting spirit around him continued to rise.

"Fake, go to hell and repent, Thunder Fist."

Francis roared angrily, and all the muscles and bones in his body made a thunderous sound. A bright luster suddenly lit up on his fist, and with the sound of a terrifying thunderstorm, ripples were set off in the air. He raised his hand and blasted towards Ding Lie. .

Ding Ning, who had been awakened by the helicopter and opened his eyes from the recovery, felt his heart suddenly tightened, and his muscles were tense, ready for rescue at any time.

Kong Lei was ready to attack, her sandalwood mouth was slightly open, and there was a faint flash of five-color brilliance. When her father-in-law was defeated, she immediately spit out the Five Elements Spiritual Treasure to kill Francis.

The Dragon King brothers also became nervous instantly, quietly clenching their fists, ready to take action at any time.

Only Duan Xiaowu and others showed nervousness on their faces, but there was no expression of worry, and they seemed to be full of confidence in Ding Lie.

"For the sake of you helping me break through, I will give you three moves. After three moves, I will kill you."

Ding Lie's calm voice suddenly remembered,

The arrogance and confidence in the tone of his voice made Ding Ning feel slightly relieved and gave up his plan to take immediate action.

boom!

Francis punched out hard, like a molecular explosion, the wind suddenly rose, the terrifying air waves surged, making it impossible for people to look directly, and Ding Lie's figure shattered.

"Bedbug, to me, you are just an ant that can be killed easily. I don't know where you got the courage to dare to give me three moves... ugh!"

A scornful smile appeared on Francis's face, and he said wildly, but before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly like an old hen being strangled by the neck, and exclaimed: "Afterimage?"

"one move."

Ding Lie's voice suddenly came from behind him, and he was so startled that he flew hundreds of meters away like a frightened bird. He only dared to turn around when he felt it was safe, with a look of disbelief on his face.

But when he saw Ding Lie standing there without moving, with no intention of sneak attack at all, his old face suddenly became hot, but more of it was anger and humiliation. He roared in anger: "I was lucky enough to escape a punch. You really thought you could compete with me, so go to hell, you damn bastard.”

Click, click, click!

Francis's slightly stooped body slowly straightened up, and the joints all over his body made a snapping sound. The muscles and bones all over his body roared together, and the strong blood and blood rushed into the sky. He spat out the non-standard Chinese dialect word by word: "Thunder and kill."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and a muffled sound

With a thunderous explosion, he suddenly appeared in front of Ding Lie, and his fist flashed with faint electric light and blasted out.

Ding Lie's wild words of giving him three moves had completely angered him, so he wanted to finish the job in one battle and directly used a terrifying killing move.

Ding Ning's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he had already taken a step forward. He could see that Francis's punch was more than twice as powerful as the previous one. It was definitely a killer. If his father was hit In the middle, there is no doubt that he will die.

"Believe your father."

Uncle Xiao Wu suddenly grabbed him, his voice was calm and calm.

Ding Ning was slightly startled and stopped, but did not speak. He stared at his father's burly figure without blinking.

"Huh!"

Immediately, he let out a cry of surprise. He didn't notice how his father avoided the punch before, but this time, he saw it clearly.

At the moment when Ben Lei Sha was about to hit his father, an almost undetectable blade light suddenly flashed under his feet. His whole body disappeared mysteriously without delay, and he had already appeared behind Francis when he was revealed.

"It's because your father got his Shura nickname for nothing. The weak defeat the strong, and fighting at higher levels is his strength."

Meng Wenhan said with a relaxed expression on the side, without the slightest hint of worry.

Ding Ning grinned with a happy smile, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, becoming more and more curious about his father's experiences over the years.

That sword step...well, it was the pace that Dad used to avoid Francis' attack. He didn't know what to call it, so let's call it the sword step for now.

That sword step was extremely exquisite. Although it was completely different from the Dubu Tianxia that Lao Lu taught him, it had the same purpose. They were both the most practical footwork and combat skills.

With his current experience, he is no longer a novice in martial arts knowledge. He learned from Ye Manyao, the clan leader, that martial arts can be roughly divided into three types: offensive combat skills, defensive combat skills, and physical combat skills.

Among them, offensive combat skills are the most common, followed by defensive combat skills, and body combat skills are the rarest and most precious.

Body combat skills are further subdivided into two types, one is body combat skills that can increase movement speed, and the other is footwork combat skills that allow one to dodge and move within a small area during combat.

The latter is even rarer and rarer than the former. Even top sects like the Holy Maiden Clan, which have been passed down for thousands of years, can only inherit one type of footwork combat skills, and the level is very low, only Xuan level body combat skills.

But even so, not just anyone can learn this Xuan-level footwork combat skill. Only those who have made great contributions to the clan and are of direct bloodline are eligible to learn it.

It can be seen from this that footwork combat skills are so precious and rare. It can be said that possessing footwork combat skills is equivalent to having an extra means of saving life in battle. Even if you lose, you will not die on the spot.

Of course, if the enemy also knows footwork and combat skills, or there is a huge disparity in strength, that would be a completely different story.

It's just that Ding Ning has never been in the habit of dodging when fighting. His strong physical body makes him prefer close combat with fists and fists. Therefore, this is the first time that he feels the powerful power of footwork combat skills in combat.

"The second move."

Dad's calm voice came slowly.

Francis' face was as black as carbon, and he was secretly glad that after punching out this time, he did not utter arrogant words like the first punch before, otherwise, it would be embarrassing and embarrassing.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, you have completely angered me. This time, I will definitely kill you."

Francis roared through gritted teeth.

The helicopter was hovering a few hundred meters away. Those American military personnel who regarded him as their patron saint must be watching their battle from the helicopter. If he couldn't kill Ding Lie neatly, then what would happen to his patron saint's face? There is no place to put it. At the same time, it will seriously affect the prestige of Odin War God and the Special Warfare Department. This consequence is unacceptable to him.

Bang!

After Francis said the harsh words, he ran away instantly. The clothes on his upper body were smashed to pieces under the violent momentum. His naked body was completely different from his actual age, and his muscles were as knotted as the upper body of a bodybuilder.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this a rhythm that you can't beat and you have to show off your muscles?"

Long Luo joked angrily, causing everyone to burst into laughter. Francis was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and shouted with a ferocious face: "You bastard, when I kill this ant, I will tear it apart bit by bit. Break you."

"I'm so scared, old bastard. It's not too late to talk big if you can survive from Shura."

Long Luo stretched out his middle finger provocatively.

Francis' old face was so gloomy that it could drip water. He glared at him viciously and decided not to engage in a verbal dispute with him, but to speak with the facts.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The next moment, the joking smile on Long Luo's face froze, and he watched in horror as Francis suddenly lay on the ground. The muscles all over his body sometimes bulged strangely with his breathing, and sometimes shriveled up like firewood. He screamed in shock: "Toad." achievement."

Phew!

Sister Qiao couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. However, she suddenly discovered that except for her and Ding Ning, no one was laughing, and their faces were more solemn than ever.

This made her slightly uneasy. She quickly stopped her smile and asked Duan Xiaowu in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Isn't this really some kind of toad skill?"

"Not sure, but it looks like it."

Duan Xiaowu said seriously.

Sister Qiao covered her mouth in surprise and whispered in confusion: "Isn't Toad Kung Fu a martial art in the book? Is it really true?"

"It is also based on reality. Not only does he really have Toad Kung Fu, but he is also a magical warrior. Even though Francis has not yet broken through to the divine realm and cannot display his true power, the lethality is also extremely terrifying. Brother, I am afraid it will be difficult to take this move. ”

Duan Xiaowu explained patiently with a look of worry on his eyebrows.

"Supernatural combat skills?"

Sister Qiao's eyes widened in shock, and her small mouth opened into an O shape.

Over the years, she has traveled around with the Shura mercenary group. She is no longer the witch doctor in the Miao village who knows nothing about the martial arts. She has a deep understanding of martial arts, and naturally knows what magical combat skills are.

"No matter how powerful it is, it's still useless if it can't hit anyone."

Ding Ning interjected from the side, but he didn't take it seriously. After all, his father had sword steps. If he couldn't catch it, he couldn't dodge it.

"You have never been exposed to magical combat skills, so you don't know how terrifying magical combat skills are."

The Dragon King said seriously: "Supernatural power has broken away from the category of martial arts and can initially invoke the laws of heaven and earth. Its biggest feature is the locking of Qi. In other words, as long as Francis' magical power is used, it is impossible for your father to avoid it. , can only be connected hard.”

"What?"

Ding Ning's face changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly. He couldn't care about anything else anymore. He took a step forward and took action immediately.

"Go back, don't interfere, this is my battle."

Ding Lie's unquestionable voice suddenly came, causing Ding Ning to stop in his tracks and shout anxiously: "Dad, but..."

"There is no but, believe me dad."

Ding Lie's voice was slightly softer, but it was full of decisiveness. The sword energy was everywhere in his body, and his fighting spirit was rising like a gushing volcano.

"I……"

Ding Ning's expression was gloomy and uncertain. He wanted to kill Francis at all costs to prevent his father from being put in danger, but he also didn't want to disobey his father's wishes. There was a tangled look on his face.