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After dodging Su Chen's first punch just now, Huo Dou thought that Su Chen would be injured by the shock and would not attack continuously.

He felt a little relaxed. When Su Chen really punched the second time, he was obviously not prepared enough!

"boom!"

Su Chen's Seven Injury Fist was astonishingly powerful, and there was a thunderous explosion of anger.

Huo Dou looked at the enlarged fist that was approaching in front of him, his eyes widened!

He had aroused his potential between life and death, the true energy in his body was running at an extraordinary level, and his body could barely pass the punch by turning sideways.

For the rest of his life, he was furious immediately!
Huo Dou spun the steel fan with his right hand in a circle, and the sharp steel fan directly cut Su Chen's head.

From Huo Dou's point of view, if Su Chen missed two punches, he must be kicked back by the force of the punches.

At this time, Su Chen has no ability to resist!

"Give me death!"

As soon as Huo Dou made a move, he cut off his head with a fierce move, that's how the leader Hong of the Heavy Hammer Gang died in this way.

However, Huo Dou never imagined that when he wiped Su Chen's neck with his slap, Su Chen's punch also hit him, and the blow came first!

"Um?--!"

Huo Dou was hit in the heart by Su Chen's punch, and the domineering punch of the heart-damaging formula directly rushed into his heart veins.

Huo Dou only felt his internal organs were overwhelmed, and all the strength in his body was suddenly drained.

The ultimate move in his hand also dropped naturally, and then he was knocked back five steps by Su Chen.

"cough!"

Huo Dou spat out a mouthful of blood.

There were some lumps in the filthy blood that fell to the ground, which were pieces of internal organs smashed by Su Chen's punch.

"How... how is it possible..."

"How could you punch three times in a row?"

Huo Dou's breath was sluggish, but he still gritted his teeth and asked.

After he finished speaking, another mouthful of thick blood and internal organ fragments spewed out.

Huo Dou fell to the ground, unable to stand up any longer, the vitality in his body began to drain.

Su Chen's punch was too domineering, Huo Dou hit all the hits, his heart veins couldn't bear the impact of the punch, and it was broken inch by inch. This time, even Jinlun Fawang couldn't save him.

Huo Dou knew that he was doomed this time, but he refused to accept it!

His master Jinlun Fawang clearly told him that the seven-shang fist hurts others and he will hurt himself.

Su Chen's two punches were empty just now, and the damage he suffered would not be less than that of Huo Dou's punch.

Under such circumstances, how could Su Chen throw a third punch?

Why!
"cough."

At this time, Su Chen also coughed up a mouthful of blood lightly.

But compared with Huo Du, his injury is really nothing.

"As for me, when I fought with you before, my old injury has not healed, so I can only bear the recoil of two punches."

Su Chen stretched out his palm and used two fingers to represent his state when he first fought against Huo Dou.

"I am at this level now."

Su Chen raised his hands and waved towards Huo Dou with his fingers spread open.

"You can rest in peace." Su Chen wiped off a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with the corner of his mouth raised.

Huo Dou understood the meaning of Su Chen's gesture, and his eyes showed disbelief.

Ten... ten punches?
Can Su Chen withstand the recoil force of ten punches in a row?
If so, Huo Dou has no chance of winning from the beginning to the end!
"Hehe, even so, you can't defend Fengcheng."

"I know the military strength of Fengcheng from the bottom up. Your bows and arrows are insufficient, and you are even less likely to be the opponent of my Mongolian army in close combat. Once Fengcheng is broken, my Mongolian army will definitely kill you and avenge me!"

Huo Dou had a smug smile on his face.

He knew he was going to die, but Su Chen would not live long, so he felt it was not a loss!

"Hehe." Su Chen also laughed, "Didn't you hear the sound of bows and crossbows on the tower?"

Huo Dou opened his mouth and wanted to say something to refute, but he clearly heard the sound of bowstrings bursting on the tower.

"It's still me, I got ten thousand feather arrows."

Su Chen smiled cheaply: "Use the Five Ghosts Transporting Technique."

"You..." Huo Dou coughed up another mouthful of blood.

He naturally didn't believe that Su Chen knew how to transport five ghosts, he only knew that Su Chen was teasing him!

But Huo Dou no longer had the energy to curse.

He stared at Su Chen with lifeless eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

The battle above the city tower has also entered a fierce battle at this time.

The Mongolian cavalry had already arrived at Fengcheng when Su Chen and Huo Dou fought.

They used horses to pull siege cones and tried repeatedly to storm the gate.

With the structure of the city wall of Fengcheng, not to mention whether the door is broken, but the mud bricks that fixed the door must not be able to withstand the impact of the siege cone.

City guards, soldiers, people from the rivers and lakes who came to help, retired veterans, ordinary young and old, everyone took their lives to stop them.

Fortunately, the 600 crossbowmen had an extra batch of ammunition in their hands. It was the [-]-feather arrows obtained by Su Chen using the "Five Ghosts Transporting Technique".

With these 15 arrows, the crossbowmen had [-] more rounds of attacks.

But the Mongolian army is indeed fierce.

They came prepared, and although they were overwhelmed several times by Fengcheng's unimaginable security and the rain of arrows, they still managed to approach the city wall.

The hand-to-hand combat of the siege began immediately.

When the Mongolian army climbed the ladder to attack the city tower, it would be a bloody confrontation.

After killing a stick of incense, the Fengcheng Guards had already shown their defeat.

The Mongolian army swept across the grassland, carrying the power of a great victory, and the momentum was too full.

Even before the battle started, the people in Fengcheng believed that it was a deadly battle. Although they had the courage to fight to the death, they never expected to win.

We must know that when we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

Given this difference in morale, Fengcheng's side would have no chance of winning.

Lord Chengshou is also considered a good general, and he also knows that what the Fengcheng side loses now is not courage, let alone the number of people and equipment, but one breath.

Dare to win in one breath!

But it's useless for him to know the key.

The so-called defeat is like a mountain, sometimes the momentum is more mysterious than the equipment martial arts.

"Unless I can chop off the head of the opponent's general to boost morale." The city guard sighed.

He was just thinking about it, which master would not be well protected.

They are now defending the city, not attacking it, and the enemy general is probably still watching a show outside the city.

"The only plan for now is to fight to the death to buy more time for the old, weak, women and children in Fengcheng."

The city guard also gave up the idea of ​​winning.

He, like other soldiers and righteous men, knew that this defense battle would not be won.

However, a miracle appeared at this moment!
It was a man wearing a mask, it was Su Chen.

At this time, he was dragging a corpse with his left hand, and calmly walked up the stairs under the tower.

Two enemy soldiers tried to attack Su Chen, but Su Chen sent them flying with just two punches.

Soon, Su Chen dragged Huo Dou's body to the center of the battle group.

"Snapped."

Su Chen casually threw Huo Dou's body on the ground, making his death-defying face face up.

Immediately afterwards, Su Chen roared out of breath.

"The corpse of the Mongolian prince——Huo Dou is here!"