Evil young mad dragon

Chapter 186 A Mess

It seems that this monster should be the mysterious power of the Tomahawk Gang.Ye Qingchen shook his hands, and looked at the monster with a solemn expression.

"Kole, kill him." The leader of the Tomahawk Gang ordered the monster.

Whoosh!Following the command of the leader of the Tomahawk Gang, the monster's legs exerted force, and its body shot at Ye Qingchen at a speed like a bullet being ejected from the chamber. Judging from that ferocious aura, it was definitely going to take Ye Qingchen's life.

Ye Qingchen's expression was dignified, as steady as Mount Tai, his hands were set up in a short volley position, his whole body was full of internal strength, and he remained unchanged in response to all changes, waiting for the monster's arrival without moving.

boom!

The loud voice sounded again, but this time Ye Qingchen didn't back away, instead he pushed his hand and took a step forward.Immediately afterwards, one arm wrapped around one of the monster's arms like a spirit snake, and the fist turned inward, hitting the monster's chest three times in a row.

Afterwards, Ye Qingchen let go, and turned his whole body 180 degrees straight, with one palm resting on the ground, and one leg pulled toward the monster's head.It forced its huge body to fly more than four meters away, and completely smashed the bar where the bartender worked. All kinds of wine were scattered all over the floor, and the bar was filled with the mixed smell of various wines.

Fighting against monsters, Ye Qingchen didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, and exhausted all his strength with every punch and every kick.Originally thought that this monster would be injured somehow, but who knew that the huge monster stood up from the ruins of the bar and shook its head, as if nothing happened.

It seems that this monster not only has terrifying physical strength, but also has a steel and iron frame that is not easy to break even the internal force, which is more ferocious than any golden bell jar or iron cloth shirt.

To kill this monster, skills alone are not enough.There must be a stronger destructive power to injure its internal organs.The bunt combo and bunt volley are a combination of strength and skill, and obviously have no effect on this monster.If it comes to the punch with the highest single attack power, it must be the Rock Fist that the stinky old man taught Ye Qingchen.The fist is as hard as a rock, and the power of each punch will double, but the internal energy consumed is also like flowing water.

But in the current situation, Ye Qingchen had no other choice.I saw his fists crossed in front of his chest. There seemed to be no blood circulation in the fists, and the color was like a rock.

The monster charged again, Ye Qingchen didn't hide or defend, and punched directly, head-to-head!

There was a loud bang!The monster that had just rushed over immediately flew backwards.Ye Qingchen took a long stride and ran towards the monster's landing point.With one foot as the axis, he turned with all his body's strength, and then exerted his strength with an inch of force. His fist was like a falling meteor, and it hit the monster's chest fiercely.

The monster's green eyes turned red, its muscles tightened, and its entire body became several times harder than steel.Even so, Ye Qingchen still left a fist mark on his chest.And his inverted body basically penetrated the top bar.Make this luxuriously decorated bar an instant mess.

Due to excessive effort, Ye Qingchen's body staggered two steps forward uncontrollably before he stood firmly on the ground.The consumption of the Panshiquan was really unusual, Ye Qingchen had already started panting slightly after swinging two punches.

At the same time, in order to lighten Cole's burden, two waiters and bartenders also rushed to Ye Qingchen with the consent of the leader of the Tomahawk Gang, trying to distract him and find opportunities for Cole.

Ye Qingchen's firepower was fully fired, and the Panshiquan was even more powerful by him. After a few moves, the waiter and the bartender were all lying on the ground, exhaling much more air than inhaling, and they were already dying .Ye Qingchen has never been a kind person, he is darker, crueler and more vicious than anyone else when dealing with enemies.If you can kill with one blow, you will never be killed with two punches.

The strength of each punch of Panshiquan is doubled, but the internal energy and physical strength it consumes are also doubled. After a few punches, Ye Qingchen has changed from a slight panting to a heavy panting, giving people a feeling of exhaustion, as if to General collapse.

Seeing this opportunity, the leader of the Tomahawk Gang jumped up, concentrated all his strength on his fist, and smashed Ye Qingchen's forehead in the air.

Ye Qingchen didn't even raise his eyelids, his right fist turned into a palm, and he firmly grasped the fist of the leader of the Tomahawk Gang, while his left hand still used the rock fist, hitting the abdomen of the leader of the Tomahawk Gang who had not yet landed in the air.

flutter!

Blood spurted out from the mouth of the leader of the Tomahawk Gang, and his whole body lost all vitality in an instant, and his body became limp.As soon as Ye Qingchen let go, the head of the Tomahawk Gang fell hard to the ground.Judging from his twitching body, his injury was not fatal, but his attack ability had been completely lost, in other words, he had been wasted.

But the moment Ye Qingchen let go, the monster's iron fist arrived as expected, hitting Ye Qingchen's back and knocking him into the air.

The power of this punch was no less than Ye Qingchen's Rock Fist, it shook all the Qi and blood in his body, and it gushed upwards along his throat.

After smashing two stone pillars, Ye Qingchen finally fell to the ground. He didn't spit out blood exaggeratedly, but gritted his teeth and swallowed a big mouthful of blood again.As for the small part that flowed out from the corner of his mouth, he scraped it lightly with his fingers to wipe away the evidence of his injury.

Turning over and standing up, Ye Qingchen breathed heavily, it seemed that his limit was about to be reached.It depends on who can knock down first, he or the monster.Judging from the current scene, Ye Qingchen was at a disadvantage. He was weak and seemed unable to withstand the monster's second punch, but no one knew where the limit of the human body was, and no one could guess whether Ye Qingchen would come. The universe exploded.

The monster looked at the dying members and leader of the Tomahawk Gang, and he was so angry that even the skin of his body began to turn blood red.

"You...must...die!" The very unfamiliar Chinese language was spoken from the monster's mouth. The murderous aura made people tremble, and then the monster rushed towards Ye Qingchen with wide open and closed steps. It's slow, but the momentum is extremely domineering, like a rampaging tank, anyone who sees it must back away.

drink!

Ye Qingchen roared loudly, wrapping his arms around his body, and a vivid Tai Chi aura immediately formed in front of him.Attaching the internal force, Ye Qingchen made a desperate move, the internal force floated in the air along his fingers, and all of it entered the Tai Chi air mark, causing the air mark to emit a pale white light instantly, and the very obvious Tai Chi mark was revealed in the air.

what!what!

The monster and Ye Qingchen shouted at the same time, their momentum was evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell the winner.The answer to the mystery can only be revealed by real strength.In the blink of an eye, the monster had already rushed in front of Ye Qingchen, and the sharp edge of his arms had been compressed.

boom!

A loud thunder sounded through the entire bar street, and the interior of the top bar was indiscriminately destroyed by the shock wave generated when Ye Qingchen collided with the monster. The three dying Tomahawk gang members also exchanged their lives under the shock wave. Despite their precious lives, the leader of the Tomahawk Gang only aggravated his injuries and spat out two mouthfuls of blood because of his own strength and physical fitness, but he did not die because of it.