Urban divine farmer medical immortal

"Southern Jiangsu?"

All the people looked at the man with black hair in horror. Sunan's fists seemed to have sunk into the inside of the armored car. People can't believe that Huo Feixiong ran into the armored car at full speed. Sunan should be smashed. How can he stand?

"Sunan, are you ok?" Master Chu cried out.

You know, the outside of the armored car is made of the hardest alloy. Even the bomb can't blow him away, but Sunan's fist not only fell into the armored car, but also forced to stop. How hard is his fist and how strong is his strength?

"Sunan, are you not dead?" Huo Feixiong's face changed wildly. He was so angry that he didn't admit defeat. Instead, he continued to step on the accelerator.

"Well?"

Sunan raised his head and gave a cold hum. When the armored car started, Sunan suddenly jumped up, and his fists soared, just like a rocket launcher hitting the engine.

"Boom!" All the people felt that their ears were deafened by a loud noise. The place where they were hit was deeply sunken, and the armored vehicles were emitting bursts of white smoke and hissing.

Although the armored car is extremely hard, as a master of the unity of spirit and flesh, the dark force is all over the body, and it bursts out with all its strength. The physical body is not much different from the steel body.

At this time, the people on the scene were in a daze. They were all the king of soldiers in the army. They could smash the ordinary car with one punch, but they had to break their fingers in the face of such steel monsters as military armored vehicles.

Huo Feixiong's face changed wildly. He was also a great master, and he was also a great master of bajimen. Naturally, he knew how powerful Sunan's fist was.

I'm afraid there's no other person in the Baji gate who can do it except elder martial brother.

Xue Qirong's face changed several times. He took a long breath, stepped forward and said: "Sunan, you have won this competition. Now that Huo Feixiong has lost, please let him out."

Sunan's indifferent face hung a sneer: "old Xue, if you admit defeat, I'm afraid you don't have to do it for him. Huo Feixiong is not dead yet. If you want to admit defeat, he will admit defeat himself."

Huo Feixiong came out of the armored car with a decadent face. Since he saw Sunan's blow, he knew that he was far away from the other side.

"Huo Feixiong, admit defeat."

It's not that Sunan didn't want to kill him, but it was in the army after all. If he really started, it would certainly cause great involvement.

Huo Feixiong's heart is full of bitterness. Even if he is unwilling, he can only bow his head in the face of such a powerful Su Laomo: "Sunan, you win. From then on, where you are, I Huo Feixiong will never step into."

Said, angrily turned away.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Sunan spoke slowly.

Huo Feixiong turned his head: "why, I have already given up, what else do you want?"

"It's a matter of our gambling agreement to admit defeat, but you just wanted to kill me. We haven't figured out the matter yet. It's too easy for you to leave like this." Sunan said indifferently.

Huo Feixiong narrowed his eyes: "what else do you want?"

"I've long heard that bajimen boxing is just fierce. If you want to kill me, you'll get rid of it."

"Ha ha, Sunan, who do you think you are? Do you want to beat me with one punch?" Huo Feixiong laughs. He asks himself that he is not the opponent of Sunan, but he can't even take a punch from Sunan.

People from all sides opened their eyes wide to see the real fight between the two.

You know, Huo Feixiong has never convinced anyone except his elder martial brother Xue Wu.

"Eight pole poster!" Huo Feixiong clenched his teeth, tilted his shoulder and stepped on the ground. The ground suddenly seemed to be hit by a huge stone, and the surrounding began to crack.

"Sunan, let you see the most powerful attack of bajimen!" Huo Feixiong's face was angry. His body was like an arrow, turning into a long shadow and bumping into it.

"Well, for the sake of bajimen, I'll break your arm." Sunan raised his hands slightly and grasped the air as if he were squeezing the air in his hands.

"Qingdi Shennong boxing!"

But seeing the southern Jiangsu blow, the friction with the air made a hissing sound, and there was a burst of smoke around. The speed was speechless.

"How could it be?"

Huo Feixiong's face changed.

His eight pole buttress has been cultivated. Even a big tree can be broken in front of him. It's hard and fierce. However, Sunan's fist makes him feel frightened.

"I said I'll give you a hand!"

Sunan's fist hit him on the right shoulder. His fist was like lightning, like a shell, and the air around him was burning. This fist gave full play to his strength.

"No!" Huo Feixiong's face changed wildly, forced to reverse the direction, want to avoid this blow.

"Well, it's a waste of time for you to stick the eight pole backer." Sunan's arms were straight and his fists were gently loosened in front of him.

"Boom!"

Like Mars hitting the earth, there is a thunder on the ground.

We only saw a shadow, just like a kite with broken line, flying backwards, falling on the ground like a boulder, and gliding for more than ten meters.

"Is this the strength of Su jiaoguan?" Zhou Chunjun and others smashed their mouths.

From the hard regret armored car just now, to now one punch through Huo Feixiong's eight pole backer, the whole performance is not a bit of drag and water, and it has already been completed.

The people of the Dragon tooth brigade were as pale as ashes. I didn't expect that their instructor would be so vulnerable in front of the Su cult official.

No wonder the special forces of Jiangnan military region can be promoted rapidly in a short time.

Xue Qirong's face is as deep as water. The stronger the performance of Southern Jiangsu, the greater the pressure. I'm afraid that even if he studies martial arts, he may not be able to hold Southern Jiangsu down.

"Su jiaoguan is too strong."

This is the idea in everyone's heart at this time. I feel that in front of Sunan, no one is his opponent.

Sunan walks in and looks at Huo Feixiong on the ground. At this time, one of his arms has been broken. I'm afraid he can't use this kind of fierce Kung Fu in his life.

"Huo Feixiong, what else do you have to say now?" Sunan looked down.

Huo Feixiong struggled to get up and opened his mouth: "the winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy. As long as you stay in China for one day, I Huo Feixiong will never step into China. If you don't comply with this, it will be like this."

Then he smashed the boulder beside him.

"Ha ha, he is the chief instructor of Jiangnan military region." The old man of Chu laughed, and his voice was full of pride. He came and patted Sunan on the shoulder.

"Leave the rest of the game to the kids. This is a letter sent to you."

After this war, the people of Jiangnan military region had been boiling with blood for a long time, and they didn't want to fight immediately.

When Sunan received the letter, he had doubts in his eyes. In the age of Tongxu, who still used the letter to send messages?

With doubts, he opened the letter and wrote in the first line: "son of a bitch, you did well after you went down the mountain. Because of your performance, the old man told you a secret. When I found a marriage for you, I was in the capital. You're welcome!"

"A letter from the dead old man?" Sunan's eyes are straight. This content is too strong.