Ma Kuxuan, who was squatting at the top of the wall, leaned back and disappeared, as if he had fallen onto the street outside the wall.

Chen Ping'an looked around, then tiptoed up to the wall. He saw Ma Kuxuan walking slowly on the deserted street and raised his finger at him.

When Chen Pingan stepped on the street, Ma Kuxuan put his hands behind his back and scratched his head with the other. He glanced at the sword box behind Chen Pingan and said with a smile: "You can use weapons as you like, it doesn't count as taking advantage of you."

Chen Ping'an said nothing and "slowly" moved forward with the six-step stance of Shanshan Quan.

Deep water must be silent.

The same is true for a martial artist's boxing spirit. His spirit is restrained and he returns to his original nature. The principles of boxing are principles.

Although Ma Kuxuan seemed to be frivolous in his words and had always regarded Chen Ping'an as a frog in the well, when he really got down to it and formally faced the enemy, the young man in black's demeanor changed completely. He made a fist with one hand and put it against his abdomen, and opened his palm with the other

With his hands behind his back, he made a fist and used his fingertips to gently poke into the palm of his hand.

The two sides were separated by more than ten steps.

"Fisting intention alone is not enough, you are too slow!"

Ma Kuxuan suddenly stepped out. The soles of his shoes vibrated slightly on the street. The strength penetrated deeply, but there was no sign of spreading to the surroundings. The young man in black came to Chen Ping'an in an instant, holding his head with his right hand.

One punch.

However, Chen Ping'an held out both hands at the same time, tilted his head, slapped away Ma Kuxuan's right fist with his left hand, and grasped the opponent's tricky diagonal uppercut with his other hand. At the same time, he leaned forward and hit Ma Kuxuan's face with his left elbow.

Unexpectedly, Ma Kuxuan raised his knee and suddenly kicked out his leg, blocking Chen Pingan's forward momentum. He leaned back, widened the distance between the two sides, and avoided the elbow attack, but just when Ma Kuxuan was about to explode with strength, he

For a moment, this kick gave him so much force that he was probably heartbroken. During this period of walking in the world, he challenged the four masters, even the five-level martial artist. Once the body was tempered, he was still better than a pure martial artist.

When Ma Kuxuan was hit, whether it was punching or kicking, he would almost vomit out several taels of blood.

But Ma Kuxuan failed to succeed and found that Chen Pingan grabbed his leg with his right hand first and threw him out.

Ma Kuxuan quickly changed his posture in the air, and finally stepped on the wall with his feet, even with his body level with the street, maintaining a strange posture, walking forward as if walking on flat ground.

Chen Ping'an "walked side by side" with him, without pursuing him, and hit Ma Kuxuan's head with both fists.

Not to mention the few boxing techniques taught by the old man surnamed Cui in Zhulou.

In the first trial, neither side knew the real details, so the first shot was more about accumulating strength and weighing the opponent's strength, rather than using all his strength. The fight started with a big bang. Chen Ping'an was so careful.

Being cautious is not surprising, but Ma Kuxuan has seen the scenery of the mountain in Zhenwu Mountain, and has also experienced the strength of martial arts masters in the world. It is interesting that he is still so conservative. It is obvious that Ma Kuxuan treats the only one who has defeated him.

Chen Ping'an, deep in his heart, has unspeakable fears.

coming!

Two potholes were made on the wall by Ma Kuxuan.

The young man in black came like a sharp arrow. Chen Ping'an sank down into the alchemy room with a breath of true energy. He drew an arc with one foot and slid backwards lightly. Then he exerted force suddenly and with a bang, the dust on the street beside his feet was

Flying, the bricks and stones shattered deep into the ground where the straw sandals touched.

Ma Kuxuan's punches were like a torrential rain, while Chen Ping'an fought and retreated, head-to-head, punch to punch. Ma Kuxuan's punches were powerful and heavy, and continuous. His breath was connected, and it seemed to stretch all the way to no end, even if his body was hanging in the air, his feet

He didn't have a foothold, but Ma Kuxuan also showed an extremely vigorous and vigorous atmosphere.

There was a thud in the air between the two.

It was like someone was beating a drum crazily between the two of them.

Chen Pingan was beaten back more than ten steps by the young man in black, until Chen Pingan was almost leaning against the wall over there.

However, Chen Ping'an, who had the advantage of the ground, was able to continuously borrow and unload force from the ground. Bit by bit, he accumulated subtle advantages.

Chen Ping'an, who had enough energy left to prepare for the unexpected, stepped heavily on the ground. This was not enough. He planted his foot firmly on the ground again. After blocking Ma Kuxuan's punch, he retaliated with a double punch and hit Ma Kuxuan's cheek with a bang.

The young man in black flew out.

But just when Chen Pingan was about to get a breath of fresh air, Ma Kuxuan flew out and swept over with his legs. He retaliated with a retaliation and hit Chen Pingan hard on the neck.

One was hit by Chen Ping'an and flew away. His body reversed direction and his feet touched the ground, but his body still slid backwards.

One person was kicked by Ma Kuxuan and his whole body spun around in a circle, squatting slightly on his knees. After standing firm, he immediately stepped back, as if he needed to adjust his breathing.

Ma Kuxuan grinned, his teeth were white, and he roughly understood the severity of Chen Pingan's boxing techniques, the speed of his punches, and the distance of his true energy. He swept forward, and it was so fast that he seemed to be using the divine talisman among the Taoist talismans.

Chen Ping'an was forced to put up a seemingly defensive boxing stance. Ma Kuxuan's pupils shrank. Just when the two sides were about to collide, Ma Kuxuan turned around and stepped out step by step quickly and closely, like a top.

Rotating around Chen Pingan, his body always leaned back, trying not to fall down, and keeping an arm and a half distance from Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan did not deliver the punch easily.

After making a circle, Ma Kuxuan stood up straight and walked around Chen Ping'an again. He asked curiously: "This punch is very dangerous. Is there any famous saying?"

Naturally, Chen Ping'an didn't speak. He moved slightly and was always face to face with Ma Kuxuan. His fists remained unchanged, his fist intention flowed throughout his body, and a stream of true energy moved through his body like a fire dragon.

Ma Kuxuan didn't wait for the answer. He kept walking and wandered around Chen Ping'an casually. He suddenly laughed to himself, "I'm stupid. I don't blame you. It's funny to say that this time I walked around the world and saw a lot of things."

Many so-called heroic grandmasters, during the battle, beat you back and forth, and there were countless fools clapping and cheering beside them, like chickens pecking each other. Before taking action, they always like to yell to eat my move, or

He just stupidly revealed the name of his move, hoping that his opponent would not know the root and essence of that sword or punch."

Ma Kuxuan smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes and smiled lazily.

But the boy in black, who had agreed to only decide who would win or lose, was as murderous as he was in the battle at the Immortal Tomb.

Ma Kuxuan stood still and asked: "It's not a big deal that we always fight against each other and don't take action. My three realms are actually tied with yours. Chen Ping'an, do you want to make the fight more interesting?"

Chen Pingan twitched his lips and said, "If you just use the five realms, you won't be taking advantage."

Ma Kuxuan said something similar before, but now that Chen Ping's boring gourd is thrown directly back to the arrogant Ma Kuxuan, it is simply more hateful than hitting Ma Kuxuan in the head with a punch.

Ma Kuxuan chuckled.

The young man in black had a bright smile, but his heart was extremely angry. He kept clenching and unclenching one hand, and between his five fingers, there were streaks of snow-white lightning connecting and making a crackling sound.

It turns out that in the previous battle of the Three Realms, Ma Kuxuan gave up his identity as a military practitioner, so he fought in a quaint manner and was very unskilled.

Chen Ping'an didn't show any timidity at all. Instead, his fisting intention rose rapidly, like a rising tide.

It's just that this time, the ancient boxing style of a god beating a drum was replaced by a sharp-edged cavalry chisel formation.

Finally, Chen Pingan said something that made Ma Kuxuan determined to beat him to death.

"Ma Kuxuan, I beg you, if we fight, fight, don't keep nagging."

Ma Kuxuan took a deep breath, no longer showing any laziness, his eyes were calm, showing no arrogance, no joy or anger.

Ma Kuxuan looked calm and pointed, "Do you dare to decide the winner in the second circle I just walked out of? The person who exits the circle first will lose."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Ma Kuxuan stepped forward without hesitation and entered the circle.

Chen Ping'an in Mu Ping Lane and Ma Kuxuan in Xinghua Lane.

In fact, the two of them knew very well that Ma Kuxuan not only wanted to distinguish between victory and defeat, but also life and death.

Chen Pingan is not willing to escape, or in other words, once he has the intention to quit, he will die. Moreover, Chen Pingan is not guilty of killing a bastard like Ma Kuxuan, who has a higher level and kills more people.

Tonight's meeting in a foreign country is by chance.

The invisible battle between the two was inevitable in their hometown.

What's more, there is a grudge between his parents that Ma Kuxuan knows about but Chen Ping'an doesn't know yet.

On this quiet street in Rouge County, Caiyi Country, Aquarius Continent.

Chen Ping'an faced the enemy in a cavalry formation, taking the lead to take action. The talisman in his sleeve was already ready, ready for the real killing move, the god-man beating drum style, to provide help in the snow.

Ma Kuxuan, a military monk in the fifth realm, has the "Thunder" of Zhenwu Mountain, which has great origins, between the palms of his hands.

A short distance away, a small space.

All are due to the abundant punching power and amazing thunder and lightning of the two young men.

This is a close fight.

Just talking about realm, a pure martial artist at the peak of the third realm and a qigong practitioner at the peak of the fifth realm, in Ma Kuxuan's words, can actually be regarded as chickens pecking each other.

But if you look at the martial arts spirit of one side and the military spirit that the other side has nurtured early, let alone the rivers and lakes at the bottom of the mountain, even the immortal family on the mountain, they are all appalling.

Ma Kuxuan first broke up Chen Ping'an's cavalry formation before he could gather his true intention of punching.

However, Ma Kuxuan quickly finished the fifteen punches of the God-man Beating the Drum style. The black-clothed young man's face turned pale golden, and he had to use the secret skills of the Zhenwu Mountain strategist to forcibly cut off the flow of the strange punches.

The blood flowed down, and then Ma Kuxuan hit Chen Pingan until blood oozed from his temples. His face was hit twice by the lightning ball. The feeling was like spring thunder ringing through the ears, like a sledgehammer hitting the face.

.It’s just that Chen Ping’an suffered a lot in the Luoluoshanzhulou, and he is most familiar with this!

The more Ma Kuxuan fought, the braver he became, like a madman.

Two fellow villagers of the same age often exchanged fists and legs, going straight to each other, just asking for a quick word, and pursuing the two hundred "surplus" of "killing a thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred". The two teenagers were separated.

With a character that is both tough and ruthless to the extreme, he will not let go of a profit of 200, let alone 20.

So much so that even though I can block the opponent's punch with one punch, I still insist on choosing to hit you first before you punch me!

Chen Ping'an's internal organs were in shock and his orifices were bleeding.

Ma Kuxuan's Qi was also in chaos, and he was in pain as if his heart was twisted. There was not much Zhenwu Mountain Thunder left in his hand.

But both sides became more and more calm.
To be continued...