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two,

Then, there was a gap of three seconds!

Hum... the sound of the piano is playing!

The third fist flew out!

Back and forth, a total of three fists blasted directly at Tan Yi!

After finishing these, Chu Xiao stopped playing, slowly put away the guqin, and wrapped it neatly with linen again.

Then, carrying the guqin on his back, he walked towards another passageway of the bridge.

Until then, the crowd looked at Chu Xiao who was leaving, and at Tan Yi who was running wildly, all dumbfounded.

At this time, Tan Yi, staring at the exit, ran with all his might.

He knew that as long as he ran to the exit, he could live!

Could it be that the fist can turn a corner? Even if it turns a corner, he doesn't believe that the opponent can kill with one blow!

His speed is so fast that he almost broke his own limit.

Finally, he ran to the exit, turned around, turned, and ran up the steps.

However, a sense of crisis suddenly came from behind, and there was a surge of power.

Tan Yi was a little surprised, because that fist could actually bend.

But Tan Yi didn't panic either, and he was already prepared to fight back. At this moment, he just ran to the broken lamp post and hooked his toes.

Bang!

The lamp post flew out like a spear, directly colliding with the fist.

boom!

The lamppost and fist implying dark energy exploded together.

Then, the second fist hit.

Tan Yi turned around and pulled his leg backwards.

At this moment, Tan Yi's pupils suddenly shrank violently,

Because he saw that the fist that was about to hit him changed in an instant.

It turned into a knife, a round moon scimitar.

"not good!"

Tan Yi wanted to retract his legs, but it was too late.

puff!

Bleeding.

A broken leg rolled down the steps.

Tan Yi, who lost his broken leg, spurted blood from the broken leg and fell hard on the steps.

He smiled miserably. He already had a plan. After completing this last task, he would honestly go home and retire.

Unexpectedly, was it still liquidated?

The murderer will always kill him!

He has understood this sentence a long time ago, and he has no complaints at this point.

Tan Yi clutched his broken leg and climbed up with difficulty, refusing to give up the last hope.

suddenly,

The wind came from behind!

He looked back!

Then, beside the ears, there was a whistling wind in an instant.

At this moment, he just felt relaxed,

Looking forward, he actually saw a headless corpse in front of him, spraying blood, lying on the steps, his body still slightly sideways.

very familiar!

Because that body is myself.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

thump!

The head flew directly to the road on the flyover.

Tan Yi got his wish, he escaped from the overpass, but he did not escape death.

The crowd was stunned,

Not only was he dumbfounded by this fantasy-like fight.

Also because Tan Yi, the honest man who never replies when he is beaten and scolded by a group of gangsters all day long, and who laughs at everyone when he sees him, is actually a martial arts master?

This is simply like a fantasy, unbelievable, and it took a long time for people to react.

"It's over, it's finally over, is this a martial arts competition?"

"I didn't expect Lao Tan to be a martial arts knight. His kicks are too ruthless. I want to learn from him."

"That singer is even better, okay? If you want to learn, you also learn Guqin."

"The singer has left, you go after him?"

Suddenly, a leg rolled down the steps.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of blood flowed down the steps like a small river.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and then some women screamed, piercingly.

Chu Xiao left, and Lao Tan also rushed to the entrance of the passage.

People didn't know that Tan Yi was dead, they thought the contest was over and Tan Yi had fled.

But this scene made everyone feel intrusive.

"Old Tan Mingming has already left, how could this happen?"

"Hurry up and have a look, something must have happened to Old Tan!"

Some young people bravely moved towards the exit step by step, but the scene in front of them made everyone pale and panicked.

A headless corpse was lying on the steps, one leg had been severed, and the incision was smooth.

It can be seen that he was trying to climb up during his lifetime, and he was very eager for life.

"That singer is too cruel. A man as good as Lao Tan died so miserably."

"Keep down, if the singer hasn't gone far, you don't want to live."

"Ah...he won't kill us to silence us?"

"Quick, call the six doors!"

"Old people and children don't come over, don't destroy the scene."

There was chaos at the scene, and some calm people began to maintain order.

……

Now, at the end of a road,

A slightly plump man in a white shirt with a simple and honest appearance was looking solemnly in front of him.

In front of his eyes, a strange man wearing sunglasses and a round-brimmed hat blocked his way.

As a killer, he has a very accurate sense of the sensitivity of danger. The strange person in front of him who suddenly blocked his way is a master, and he is definitely not a good comer.

"Friend, I, Hong Qisong, have always been kind to others, what do you mean by that?" the slightly fat man cupped his hands and said.

However, the mysterious weirdo didn't respond, but immediately sat cross-legged in emptiness, with one leg supporting his body and the other leg resting on top of it.

Then, he untied the guqin behind his back and put it on his lap!

Immediately, the slender fingers fell down!

Zheng!

Zheng!

Zheng!

A kind of murderous and magical sound of the piano sounded.

……

At the moment when the piano sounded, Hong Qisong instantly sensed the danger and stepped back.

boom!

Just where he was standing just now, a stone pit was blasted out of the road, and stones flew.

Hong Qisong glanced at it, and couldn't help but gasp.

This kind of attack method is the only one he has seen in his life, and he can feel that the opponent is also the existence of the peak of dark energy, half-step master.

But this special sound skill mastered is too terrifying, it is the nemesis of all melee fighters.

"Friend, kill me?"

As Hong Qisong spoke, his face turned cold. He didn't expect the other party to fight without saying a word.

With a shake of his arms, two strings of yellow metal iron rings fell from his arms and were placed on his forearms.

There are eight in each hand, a total of sixteen!

Arm shaking!

Immediately, there was a clash of golden arms and a clanging sound from the two arms.

The meaning of iron wire boxing is to use both rigidity and softness, covering iron for rigidity and line for softness.

Therefore, rigidity and softness are combined, and rigidity is also flexible, hence the name "Iron Line Fist".

Combined with the internal technique, exhaling and exhaling, it can combine rigidity and softness, and these yellow iron rings are an important weapon to cooperate with the internal technique.

The Hong family's Iron Line Fist relies on a pair of fists to arm the arm, which is an iron arm, invincible.

With the iron ring in hand, Hong Qisong seemed to have found his confidence.

Just at this time,

The sound of the piano sounded, and the screaming sound of the piano turned into fists, bombarding them.

Without saying a word, Hong Qisong raised his fist to meet him.

The fists shattered one by one, making a deafening explosion.

Suddenly, Hong Qisong's ears twitched, because he heard that the sound of the piano changed suddenly.

He subconsciously sensed that something was wrong, and swept his arm across. As expected, at this moment, when a fist rushed in front of him, it turned into a full moon scimitar.

Clang!

The phantom scimitar slashed down, and a burst of force swept through his whole body, his blood vibrating endlessly.

Hong Qisong was covered in cold sweat. If he hadn't reacted quickly and changed his fist to a block just now, his fist would have been useless and would have been split in half.

"kill!"

Hong Qisong was also impatient, thinking that when he was an imposing killer, he was suppressed and beaten like this, let alone suffered such a dark loss.

Without any hesitation, Hong Qisong resolutely charged towards Chu Xiao.

An excellent killer will make the most correct judgment in an instant, find the best opportunity, assassinate the target, and complete the task.

The most dreaded thing is indecision.

Hong Qisong knew that he couldn't avoid it. Today, he would either kill his opponent or be killed by Qin Yin.

He kept throwing out his arms, the iron ring clanged, and he struck steadily, approaching Chu Xiao.