Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

"...Because I will rush to beat you to death!"

Yang Ge jumped forward and swung his legs like an axe.

The man in gray nimbly ducked sideways, and Yang Ge kicked into the air, smashing the stone steps.

The man in gray raised his leg and swept forward. The sharp edge of his leg was like a hammer, hitting Yang Ge's left knee.

Yang Ge jumped up, twisted in the air and kicked the man in gray in the throat.

The man in gray took advantage of the situation to shorten his body and changed his forward sweeping leg into a sweeping leg.

One was high and the other was low, and two strong winds passed by each other.

Yang Ge's eyes were quick and his legs were quick, and he followed the downward trend from flicking his legs to stepping on his legs, and suddenly stomped towards the waist of the man in gray.

When the man in gray heard the wind behind him, he kicked his center leg back hard and his body suddenly thrust forward.

"Bang!"

Yang Ge wiped the corner of the man in gray clothes with his foot and stamped on the stone slab hard. The stone slab cracked into a large circle of network marks and dust flew up.

He slowly raised his head and stared fiercely at the man in gray who was standing up slowly about a foot away. He chuckled and said, "You react very quickly!"

The man in gray also stared at Yang Ge closely, with a bit of solemnity and horror in his fierce eyes: "You have good basic skills too!"

This is also true. In his eyes, Yang Ge's basic skills are only good.

But the problem is that Yang Ge changes his moves too quickly, and the power of his changes does not seem to have any attenuation!

How on earth did he do it?

How could his meridians withstand such a violent output of internal energy?

Didn't he just practice his energy and transform his energy today?

"Have you finished warming up?"

Yang Ge twisted his neck, and the violence in his eyes became more intense: "Are you serious?"

The man in gray slowly took a step back, tensed his body, and said, "You talk too much!"

"Be polite first and then fight!"

Yang Ge smiled and finally took a step back: "Then I'm coming!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already jumped up, his legs turning into an afterimage, covering the man in gray.

The man in gray also jumped up, his legs turned into an afterimage, and faced Yang Ge.

"Bang bang bang..."

The powerful explosions of air were as dense as drum beats. The two of them flew into the air, fighting fast. Their figures kept interlacing and dodging. Countless leg shadows flew up and down like the wind rolling through the blinds. Pieces of strong energy were carried by the strong wind and poured down like machine gun fire. It is almost impossible to tell which figure is Yang Ge and which figure is the man in gray.

The surrounding embroidered guards were forced to retreat again and again by the surging wind, staring at the two until their eyes were sore!

"How does this sound like it was taught by a master?"

"Yeah, I can't pass the trick!"

Several strongmen were muttering among themselves.

Fang Ke turned around and glared at the talking warriors: "Shut up!"

But he turned around and looked at the two people who were still intertwining in the sky, his eyes full of shock.

He had participated in Xiuyiwei's investigation of Yang Ge's identity and background, and knew something about Yang Ge.

It was precisely because he knew something that he was shocked!

In the past, he didn't understand why a big shot like Shen Qianhu valued Yang Ge so much and even surrendered at all costs.

Now, he understands...

Suddenly, he was full of confidence in his financial future!

"Everything carefully!"

He once again said loudly and without any sense of martial ethics: "If there is any danger to our commander-in-chief, I will shoot that thief to death!"

"Come here, go and transfer all the people from the county government and the county camp to me... that's all!"

"Come here, go say hello to the city gate officials. Keep your eyes wide open for me tonight. Even if a mosquito flies in front of their eyes, it's best for me to distinguish the male from the female. If the thief is gone, all will be saved." die!"

"When anyone comes, prepare the carrier pigeon immediately. If there is any discrepancy with the general flag, report it to Beizhen Fusi immediately..."

Shouts and shouts echoed in the empty long street.

But no one found it funny.

Several strong men clasped their fists and left in a hurry, covering the entire long street like a dark cloud!

Only the two people in the fierce battle were not distracted.

In their eyes and hearts, there is only their opponent!

Catching wind and shadow, strong wind and strong grass, violent wind and rain...

The ultimate move is aimed at the opponent as if it is free of charge.

The inner energy is also being consumed crazily without money!

With Yang Gesheng's quick reaction and the blessing of his all-inclusive talent, he can see the heart and have the strength. With the blessing of Luanfeng's kick that gets faster and faster, his offensive is like a wave, one wave at a time. Wave after wave, wave after wave!

The man in gray is better because of his experience and strong internal energy. Even if he cannot keep up with Yang Ge's offensive rhythm, he can still withstand Yang Ge's wave-like offensive like a rock with his rich practical experience and strong internal energy. There is still room for counterattack!

But after all, this is a big move to keep the bottom of the box...

Both Yang Ge and the man in gray were unable to withstand the consumption.

But everyone knows the advantages and disadvantages of this kicking method, and everyone knows how to use its strengths and avoid its weaknesses. How can it be so easy to win quickly?

If you can't win quickly, and the opponent won't give you a chance to change your tactics, what else can you do?

Just drag it on!

Delay it until the opponent is unable to continue, and that's when the outcome will be decided!

At least that's what the man in gray thinks. He has been in the Qi Sea Realm for a long time, and his inner Qi must be stronger than Yang Ge, a green-skinned young man who just came to seek revenge after just entering the inner Qi realm. If he is dragged behind, he will definitely win!

And Yang Ge actually thinks so too...

It's just that his self-control is different from that of the man in gray.

"Wind and residual clouds!"

When the two of them were about to bring out the afterimage, their kicks gradually slowed down. Yang Ge suddenly roared, spinning his body and bringing up a tornado-like wind, which turned into a side kick that shot as fast as a meteor. The man in gray.

"ha?"

The man in gray felt his scalp numb as soon as he heard that roar, and a stunned expression appeared on his sinister and cruel face like a hungry wolf.

He knew the Luanfeng Leg six-way ultimate move all too well.

The first three routes, kill the enemy!

The last three routes, fight for your life!

The reason for this difference is that the first three paths require neither momentum nor strength. As long as they can withstand the consumption, they can be used casually.

Then the next three routes, one is to accumulate momentum, the other is to accumulate strength, and the other is to accumulate momentum and strength. Otherwise, the meridians will be injured by the energy, and you will be injured before you hurt the enemy.

His fourth brother died under the same leg method of ‘Wind Howling Juegu’…

But now he could clearly see that this guy didn't build up any momentum at all, and directly followed the move of 'Fighting Wind and Grass' with the move of 'Wind Rolling Clouds'.

Are all your fucking meridians made of iron?

Seeing the powerful wind roll coming towards him, the man in gray did not dare to hesitate at all, nor did he dare to force the use of wind roll Can Yun to attack Yang Ge. In a hurry, he could only give up the offensive completely, and a thousand pounds fell to the ground, stabbed. He walked steadily, crossed his arms, and roared fiercely: "Bu Xianshan pose!"

After he finished speaking, the energy from his body surged out and turned into a shadow of a mountain peak, surrounding him.

"Boom."

Amidst the low explosion of energy that sounded like a bell, the man in gray took the initiative to block Yang Ge's side kick with his crossed arms.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The next second, a force exploded under the man in gray, and the stone floor cracked into a large area of ​​fine spider web patterns.

"Bang."

The clothes on the back of the man in gray were torn, and invisible energy poured out, raising a large amount of smoke and dust.

He was holding his breath, his face was so purple that he seemed to be bleeding, but his eyes were becoming more and more fierce.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said with a ferocious smile to Yang Ge in front of him: "Boy, uncle has caught you!"

"No!"

Yang Ge grinned, his mouth full of blood, but his smile was even more ferocious than the man in gray: "I caught you!"

Under the puzzled gaze of the man in gray, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the right arm of the man in gray.