The strongest all-around bodyguard

Chapter 271 Clean and tidy (2)

Lin Fan didn't pay attention to Qingfeng's strategy of delaying the attack. He stepped forward and rushed over, raised his fist, and used his newly comprehended fist intent.

If it is said that the Seventh Hammer Form in the hands of his master showed the arrogance of pushing everything horizontally, then performing it in the hands of Lin Fan represented an invincible vigor. He initially integrated his understanding of boxing techniques into the moves In the process, the original rigid moves have a little flexibility.

Qingfeng stepped on the Yu step, shook his shoulders, and chose to avoid the sharp edge temporarily. While dodging, he pulled out the long sword at his waist, swiped it, and slashed towards Lin Fan's waist.

Lin Fan didn't retreat at all, his punching style changed, and he still hit the opponent's head. This move has the courage to die with the enemy.

Qingfeng kicked his feet and rushed towards the back. He didn't want to risk his life with the other party. After all, he just came to help, and he didn't want to throw his life here for the Zuo family.

From the moment Qingfeng retreated, the outcome between the two had already been decided. The essence of the Seven Hammer Forms is to move forward bravely. The more the opponent evaded, the more Lin Fan's aura rose, and gradually Qingfeng was suppressed by him He retreated step by step, and could only rely on the long sword in his hand to deal with Lin Fan.

Qingfeng didn't expect Lin Fan to be so difficult, and he was firmly suppressed by his opponent. After his momentum was taken away, Lin Fan's moves became more powerful, and he gradually felt the pressure increase.

Lin Fan's fists sometimes flew like rain, and sometimes they collided and dawdled. He became more and more proficient in the seven movements of the sky hammer, and gradually he began to understand the mystery of the boxing intention.

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Seeing that Qingfeng and Lin Fan were fighting inextricably, Zuo Zhaode waved his hands at his men, signaling them to take out their pistols, aim at Lin Fan, and prepare to shoot, helping Qingfeng win.

The bodyguards just took out their pistols, and before they had time to aim, they felt a breeze passing by their throats, and then blood gushed out from their necks.

The two Taoist boys saw that Jin Zi killed several people in an instant, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a violent beast."

Zuo Zhaode also had a self-defense pistol on him, and he was in a hurry to take out the gun. Unexpectedly, Xiao Jinzi directly waved the long stick in his hand, from top to bottom, hitting the head with a blow.

When the stick went down, Zuo Zhaode was directly beaten in half, brains and blood splashed all over the room, like a rain of blood.

The two Taoist boys also had some knowledge. Seeing that Xiao Jinzi was too fast, they chose to stand back to back, holding the three-foot green spear and facing Jinzi far away.

With a roar, Jin Zi jumped up high. It didn't pay attention to any moves at all. Although its arms were thin, they were surprisingly powerful.

Although its moves are very simple, its speed and strength are both excellent. The two Taoist boys are just disciples of Qingfeng, and their strength and cultivation base are only in the realm of dark energy. How dare they meet the shocking blow of the monkey.

The two of them rolled a lazy donkey at the same time, barely avoiding the blow, and broke out in a cold sweat. The pressure brought by this fierce monkey in front of them was definitely no less than that of their master, Daoist Qingfeng .

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The fight between Lin Fan and Qingfeng has become intense, he presses every step of the way, and Qingfeng has been trying to find time to take out Fuchen, this is their magic weapon of Sanqingguan, with this, his strength can be greatly increased more than double.

But Lin Fan pushed him too hard, one punch after another, one move after another, without giving him any chance to breathe. Now he doesn't even dare to speak, for fear of opening his mouth, With a burst of energy, he was hit by the opponent.

After a violent storm attacked, Lin Fan's aura had climbed to the extreme, and an uncontrollable aura was quietly aroused.

At this moment, Lin Fan felt that he was about to punch the most perfect punch in his life. This punch was the result of his hard thinking and meditation in the past few days.

But this energy is coiled in his chest, just about to move, but it still lacks something, and it has been aroused, making him unable to vent.

This feeling is very weird, it seems that there is an energy hidden in the body, but there is no way to use it.

Although Qingfeng is now at an absolute disadvantage, this is not the true manifestation of the strength of the two. Lin Fan is the first to win people, while Qingfeng has always been lucky and wants to escape, so the momentum of the two rises and falls, making Qingfeng was gradually suppressed.

"No, the rhythm of this fight is under the control of the opponent. The longer it takes, the more unfavorable it will be for me."

Qingfeng was secretly anxious, what he needed most now was a chance to breathe, so that he could adjust his breath and slowly gather his momentum.

Seeing that Lin Fan was fighting more and more smoothly, he broke his heart and decided to fight Lin Fan head-on. Even if he was injured, he had to find a chance to breathe and take out the whisk on his back.

People who have cultivated to their level have a firm will like refined steel. Although they are temporarily at a disadvantage, it is not enough to make them panic.

Thinking of this, taking advantage of the moment Lin Fan raised his hand and raised his fist, he put the long sword in front of him, trying to take Lin Fan's hammer hard.

Since the two started fighting, you have come and gone, although the fists and feet have not touched each other, but the skill is more evident in the flashing and moving. One is hard-working, and the other is rich in experience. The two can be said to be evenly matched in terms of strength.

Qingfeng put the sword across his chest. Although this precious sword is not a magic weapon, it also belongs to the category of magic weapon.

But Lin Fan didn't intend to stop at all, he tilted his fist and hammer slightly in the process of falling, and hit the back of the sword horizontally.

Only a few crackling sounds were heard, and the sword in Qingfeng's hand was broken into more than ten knots by Lin Fan's forceful hammer.

Qingfeng's face was flushed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he threw the broken sword in his hand towards Lin Fan, slightly bent his knees, jumped back, and left the battle circle.

He didn't care about adjusting his breath now, and stretched out his hand to grab the back, wanting to hold the magic weapon on his back in his hand, and fight Lin Fan again.

But as soon as he stretched his arm back, he heard a gust of wind whistling above his head. Looking up, he saw the little golden monkey holding a long black stick, jumping in mid-air, waving its arms With that wooden stick smashed towards his head.

When the stick wind approached, he realized that the black stick was probably not a mortal thing, because in the strong wind brought by the stick, a coldness and a hotness were constantly entangled and intertwined, and there were also traces of electricity in it. flower.

At this critical moment, Qingfeng's body twisted 180 degrees like noodles, barely avoiding the stick.

But before he could catch his breath, Lin Fan's punch came suddenly, reaching his eyes.

Qingfeng took a sharp breath, Lin Fan's fist came too fast, and now it was unavoidable, he raised his arms to block in front of him, hoping to block the opponent's punch.

But Lin Fan's fist seemed to be overwhelming, he smashed Qingfeng's arm with one hammer, and then the second hammer came as expected, hitting his chest firmly.

Qingfeng's arms deformed and flew backwards, his eyes full of shock were congested and red from the force of Lin Fan's fist, and the eyeballs protruded, as if they were about to burst out of their eye sockets.

With a slap, Qingfeng fell to the ground. He struggled a few times, but his chest had been shattered by Lin Fan, and the bones in his arms were also broken into several pieces. Feel the body getting colder and colder.

"Despicable!" Qingfeng shouted two words with his last breath.

He couldn't rest in peace when he was about to die, and the magic weapon on his body was useless, he was really aggrieved, if he hadn't been attacked by Xiao Jinzi just now, he felt that he could turn defeat into victory by taking out his fly whisk.

"Hmph, you didn't even think about fighting me fairly, so why should I give you fairness? You must know that fairness is mutual."

Lin Fan snorted coldly, without feeling the slightest bit of guilt. From the very beginning, this was not a formal competition, but a vendetta.

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