Ling Feng was so embarrassed now that he rushed out several steps, and then his pants fell to his ankle with a silence.

"Second!" Ling Feng, the iron-blooded, was so angry that he sweared.

Su Haoran shook his palm at him and said, "Xiaofeng, you have to be careful too. Once again, I may have to cut off your third leg."

Puff!

Liu Jinglong, who was viewing from a distance, was squirted. He covered his stomach and squatted underground and said, "This God of War is his zodiac year today, and he is wearing red shorts."

As for the four soldiers by the river, when they saw that the God of War suffered a loss, their faces would be as ugly as they would be.

Click!

Ling Feng was furious, and when his legs competed, he simply broke his pants, then turned around and rushed towards Su Haoran.

The two masters collided again and both made real fire, from one move to one offensive and defensive battle to an unreasonable injury-changing battle.

Su Haoran punched Ling Feng in the chest, and Ling Feng did not dodge or dodge, and kicked him in the stomach.

Bang!

Su Haoran's fist broke a hole in Ling Feng's camouflage uniform on his upper body, causing him to retreat five or six steps away.

Su Haoran was kicked and kicked his feet off the ground, flew back seven or eight meters away, and then stood back again, but the fabric behind him collapsed by terrifying force, large pieces of cloth dust scattered, and even a trace of blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth.

"Are you convinced?" Ling Feng walked up to Su Haoran with a rainbow.

Su Haoran wiped the corner of his mouth and walked up quickly, "I'm convinced you?"

Bang!

The two masters launched a fight, and Su Haoran hit Ling Feng in the stomach with one punch, and Ling Feng hit Su Haoran in the left shoulder with one punch.

The two of them shook their bodies at the same time a few times, and then fled at each other again.

When any master reaches the limit, he is not as beautiful as in the movie. As long as the difference in strength is not too big, the final decisive victory will be a cruel street fighting style.

Click!

After the two changed dozens of punches, Su Haoran's left shoulder made a clear sound of bone cracks.

It can be seen from this that Ling Feng, who opened the seven secrets of the human body, is higher in physical strength than Su Haoran.

Although Su Haoran also punched him with his flesh, Ling Feng took dozens of punches without any blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

"Su Haoran, you give up!"

Ling Feng became more and more excited as he fought, his strength became stronger and faster.

His physical strength seems to be limitless. The more intense the battle, the more his combat power can continue to explode.

Bang!

Another heavy punch, Ling Feng hit Su Haoran so that he retreated seven or eight meters away. Almost at the same time as he punched, Ling Feng had already followed closely, and his right fist hit Su Haoran like a meteor, and shouted: "To be honest, because I have a special physique, I cannot cultivate to the master normally, and I can only go to the extreme. My physique can turn courage and fighting spirit into combat power and improve my own strength, without limit."

Su Haoran didn't care what Ling Feng said at all. Although he was blown back by Ling Feng's punch, he still kicked Ling Feng backwards.

"Ling Feng, do you really think I'm sure you're going to eat?"

Su Haoran, who fell to the ground, turned over and rose up. Under Ling Feng's gaze, Su Haoran twisted his neck, shook his arms, and said with a smile: "You can't beat me because I was not injured at all."

The characteristics of the Immortal Body of Reincarnation have been shown. No matter how powerful you have, as long as you cannot kill Su Haoran in seconds, his injuries can be recovered quickly.

Second O!

Li Song, who was watching the game from a distance, swears and said, "Two monsters!"
Chapter completed!