I am the male god in the city

The tall and thin old man felt as if he had been hit by a speeding heavy truck, and the terrifying strength and vigor rushed towards him like a stormy sea tide.

The protective qi formed by the condensed inner strength collapsed, and the arms covering his chest suffered severe pain, and the clear and crisp sound of bones breaking resounded, and then the whole person flew out like a cannonball.

After hitting three bowl-thick tree trunks on the road one after another, the tall and thin old man hit the fourth tree upright, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and his face immediately turned a little pale.

Bajiquan's moves are mainly fierce, coupled with Su Chen's strong physique created by horizontal training, and the terrifying power added by the power of ants.

Even if the tall and thin old man who forcibly suffered this blow from the iron mountain leaned against him in time, he was still seriously injured.

Han Yuanlong's fighting experience is obviously extremely rich. When Su Chen dodged his fist, his strong arm swept across like an iron whip. When Su Chen wounded the tall and thin old man with one move, it hit him.

"boom!"

The dull sound of being hit on an iron plate resounded, and Su Chen also flew more than ten meters before he stabilized his figure. The blood in his body was tumbling, and he forcibly swallowed the reverse blood that rushed to his throat.

"Pooh!"

Su Chen spat bloody saliva on the ground, reached out to wipe off the blood on his mouth, and looked at Han Yuanlong with a fierce look in his eyes.

He hasn't been hurt for a long time.

Han Yuanlong also had a dignified expression. He glanced back at the tall and thin old man who staggered to his feet, and the uneasiness he didn't want to admit grew stronger.

How could there be such a strong young junior in this world!

"Are you okay?" Han Yuanlong stared at Su Chen vigilantly and asked loudly.

"Ahem... Two broken ribs." The tall and thin old man coughed up blood again, and responded with an ugly face.

"Why? This is not enough? I can still fight for three hundred rounds!"

Su Chen grinned, his white teeth were stained with bright red blood, which made his handsome and young face look even more "evil" in the eyes of the two old men.

The setting sun in the sky had completely sunk into the horizon, and the woods had become dark.

For internal martial artists whose eyesight is much better than ordinary people, even in the dark and windy night, they can also lock on the opponent through the air mechanism, without any impact on the battle.

"Your Mightiness……"

"Come again!"

Su Chen yelled loudly, interrupted the tall and thin old man who was about to say something, rushed out of his figure, and took the initiative to attack Han Yuanlong.

"You are too arrogant." Han Yuanlong shouted angrily, arousing his mighty fighting spirit, and fought with Su Chen.

"Bang bang bang..."

Both of them were bare-handed, and under such a direct and rough confrontation, the huge explosions produced by the collision of fists could not stop hearing.

The tall and thin old man gritted his teeth, endured the great pain, and rushed over again.

Instant step!

During the extremely fast-paced fight, Su Chen suddenly started the second Shunbu, and his speed suddenly increased tenfold. In front of the tall and thin old man who came.

That's right, the one who has been seriously injured by him is his target.

Solve one first, the chances of winning will be greater.

"careful!"

In the dark woods, the screams of Han Yuanlong and Han Qi resounded at the same time.

The pupils of the tall and thin old man shrank suddenly, feeling a deadly sense of crisis, and it was too late to retreat.

The inner strength of the whole body gushed out crazily, and the thick zhenqi condensed into a substantial zhenqi armor to block in front of him.

With a blank expression on his face, Su Chen thrust out a cannon punch.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and waves of air swept away centered on the two of them, and dust, gravel, and countless fallen leaves were blown away.

In the horrified eyes of the tall and thin old man, cracks suddenly appeared where the zhenqi armor came into contact with Su Chen's fists, and then spread rapidly like a spider's web.

"boom!"

The zhenqi armor was shattered, Su Chen's fist wrapped in the remaining strength, and hit the tall and thin old man who was still blocking with his arms crossed.

One punch in the arm, one punch in the stomach.

"puff--"

The old man flew out again like a broken sack, and shocking blood splashed in the air.

"you wanna die!"

Han Yuanlong's furious roar came from behind, and at the same time, there was a howling wind.

Su Chen activated the Shunpo skill for the third time, avoiding Han Yuanlong's furious blow to the side, which was enough to seriously injure him, and opened the distance to adjust his breath.

"There are two left."

He secretly reflected in his heart that there were still two chances left for the Shunpo skill.

Han Yuanlong's eyes were red, and he approached Su Chen like a storm again.

Not far away, Han Qi caught the tall and thin old man.

"Fourth Grandpa, you...are you alright, don't scare me!" Han Qi was panic-stricken, and his eyes were moist and red.

Compared with Han Yuanlong, who can only be regarded as a collateral line of the family, this tall and thin old man named Han Yishan is undoubtedly much closer to Han Qi, and is his grandfather's fourth brother.

"Cough cough..."

The old man coughed violently, a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth and nose, his face was as pale as paper, and his voice was weak: "Xiao Qi, I... we may really be wrong, you should go, go back to the family."

"No, no, it's all because of me, how can I go, if I want to go, go with me." Han Qi shook his head stubbornly.

"Xiaoqi, ahem..."

Han Yishan was emotional and wanted to persuade him again, but he accidentally coughed up blood again due to his injury.

"Die, die for me—"

Han Yuanlong kept roaring violently, wanting to kill Su Chen.

"Want to die? Let me do it for you!"