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Chapter 925 Defeated by a Dog

Yang Jian took a step back, patted the palm of his left hand with a stick, and said in a tone of contempt: "Boy, do you think the three of us are not as good as your dog?"

"Don't say good things a second time."

"Do you know who I am?"

"A person who is worse than one of my dogs, who do you think you are?"

"Good boy, you have no vision, I don't blame you. Let me tell you, I am a martial artist in the late gravel stage. Yao Wu is a martial artist in the middle gravel stage, and Zhao Liu is a martial artist in the early gravel stage. The three of us are casual One person can smash your kid's skull with one palm, do you still dare to underestimate us?"

"Three dogs that are worse than mine, how do you make me think highly of you?"

Zhao Liu squinted one eye, shook his bald head, and said, "Brother Yang, I can't wait, especially after seeing this authentic chick, I feel a little..."

Yao Wu also said: "If you talk nonsense to him, I will beat him until his teeth are all over the floor."

Yang Jian sneered and said: "Why are you so anxious? Whatever is ours is ours. Boy, you said that the three of us are no match for your puppy. I just want to ask, if I kill your dog He’s dead, what do you think we should do?”

"If you can kill my dog, you can do whatever you want."

"Well, if I kill your dog, you have to let your girlfriend go with us."

Guo Qishai said: "Okay, but what if you three lose?"

"What if we lose? This is impossible. You think our kung fu is for nothing."

"Just ask how you lost?"

"Defeated? Lost, what do you say?"

"If you lose, just kneel in front of my lucky dog ​​and kowtow three times, and call him grandpa three times."

Yang Jian said: "No problem, I want to see how powerful your dog is. With my martial arts, let alone a dog, he is a fierce tiger, and I will beat him to death with one punch."

Zhao Liu took a step forward eagerly, and said, "Brother Yang, let me do it! I guarantee that the dog will not even be able to find the dead body with one punch."

Zhao Qiaoling asked Guo Qishuai worriedly: "What do you mean, you hand over my fate to a dog?"

Guo Qishuai said: "Don't worry, those three people are not as good as a dog."

"What if the dog is killed?"

"No accident!"

Zhao Liu went up with a move of gravel feet.

He kicked Lucky Dog in the head.

Fast, ruthless and accurate, he looks like a veteran with rich experience.

Zhao Qiaoling was so frightened that she shrank back from Guo Qishui.

However, that kick didn't kick Zhong Fortune Dog in the head.

The lucky dog ​​flew from Zhao Liu's feet to behind Zhao Liu at some point.

The lucky dog ​​flew to the top of Zhao Liu's head, kicked Zhao Liu's back, and kicked Zhao Liu flying three feet away.

After Zhao Liu landed, he still advanced three meters on the ground.

is this a dog

The strength of this foot is too big, right?
Even Yang Jian, who was in the late gravel stage, could not kick Zhao Liu three feet away with one kick and let his body slide three meters on the ground.

Zhao Liu felt that his nose was almost gone, and half of his face was bloody. After he stood up, he wiped away the blood that flowed to the corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with anger, and he rushed towards the Lucky Dog angrily.

The lucky dog's feet touched the ground, and its body flew up.

It gave Zhao Liu a chain foot.

Although the lucky dog's foot is not big, its kicking force is very strong, which is stronger than that of a person in the late stage of gravel.

After more than a dozen kicks, the Fortune Dog kicked Zhao Liu back thirty steps.

Finally, the lucky dog ​​slapped Zhao Liu's face more than a dozen times with his right leg, until Zhao Liu's face was smashed.

In the end, Zhao Liu was kicked by the Hongyun Dog and fell to the ground on his back. It turned over perfectly in the air, like a martial arts master, with its hands behind its back, and one foot landed on Zhao Liu's heart.

The Lucky Dog's feet are not ordinary feet. The power on this foot is fifty kilograms.

Zhao Liu was so crushed that his heart almost broke. He couldn't breathe well, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The Lucky Dog used its spiritual power to resist, but the blood did not spray onto its fur.

Guo Qishuai was afraid that the lucky dog ​​would trample Zhao Liu to death, so he used his spiritual sense to pass on a message, saying, "Okay, just teach him a lesson. If you really beat him to death, you'll have to go to jail."

"Master, don't forget, I'm a dog."

"A dog kills a man and will be stewed for food."

"Don't scare me, master, I will obey you and spare his dog's life."

The Lucky Dog made a graceful flying body, flipped several golden buckets in the air, and landed steadily in front of Guo Qishui, as if he was a martial arts master showing off his martial arts skills.

Yang Jian was dumbfounded and said, "Is this a dog? Is this a dog spirit? How can a dog have such powerful martial arts?"

Yao Wu was unconvinced and said: "Brother Yang, let me come, I don't believe this dog is that powerful."

Yao Wu waved his fist, and a strong wind was brought up by him.

He flew up to kick the lucky dog's head.

The lucky dog ​​was like a spring, flying to Yao Wu's head in the blink of an eye.

The lucky dog ​​made a series of kicks at Yao Wu's head.

After kicking violently for a while, Yao Wu fell to the ground with a plop.

The lucky dog ​​made a perfect turn from the air and stepped on Yao Wu's face, feeling very proud.

Finally, the lucky dog ​​jumped off Yao Wu's face and kicked him into the air.

When Zhao Liu wanted to get up, he was pushed hard to the ground by Yao Wu.

Zhao Liu vomited blood again.

After Yang Jian saw this scene, he said angrily, "You're courting death!"

As soon as he made a move, he locked his throat.

And it is also a very pure throat locking skill.

The shot is crisp and not sloppy.

This kind of kung fu can cut the opponent's throat with one move against a martial artist in the middle of the gravel stage.

Using this kind of effort to deal with a puppy that is only [-] centimeters tall is really a bit overkill.

However, Yang Jian was shocked by how powerful this puppy was. He thought that even with the throat lock technique, it might not be able to win with one move.

Yang Jian exerted his internal strength in the later stage of the gravel stage, and as a result, as soon as his hand touched the hair of the Fortune Dog, the Fortune Dog flew behind his head.

The Fortune Dog turned its front paw into a fist, and hit Yang Jian on the back of the neck with one punch, knocking him to the ground directly.

When Yang Jian remembered it, the Lucky Dog did a perfect flip in the air and stepped hard on his back, crushing him as if he was flattened.

Yang Jian resisted with all his strength, but the more he tried, the tighter his body felt, and finally he had to give up resisting.

The Fortune Dog jumped off Yang Jian's back, tapped one foot on the ground, made a ballet move, and kicked Yang Jian away.

Yang Jian flew up to a height of more than ten meters, and when he fell, he just hit Yao Wu's back.

Now Yao Wu, Zhao Liu and Yang Jian are pressing down like Arhats on top of each other, with a puppy on top.

Yes, you read that right, a puppy stepped on the body of the three martial artists who were looking at you three gravestones.

(End of this chapter)