Hook the soul black mamba whip in hand, with the advantage of weapons.

Every time he makes a move, he can leave a scar on Jiang Nan's body.

Covered in wounds, coupled with the sequelae of last night's battle, Jiang Nan is now a little dizzy.

Whether it's a move or a routine, it's all about what you think of and what you play.

Looking at it intently, the whole person looks like a wild beast.

Ignore the defense, only the offense.

Keep punching, keep tearing.

That crazy momentum, it's moving.

That kind of desperate momentum makes people's hearts tremble.

Seems......

He was alone in this battle.

And, completely immersed in their own killing.

Each time he was left with a scar, he became more agitated and crazy.

Every time he was traumatized by the Black Mamba, he did the same.

In this moment, he forgot what kind of environment he was in.

Can't hear anything, can't see anything.

The only thing that fills the eyes is the soul hooking black mamba.

And what comes to mind is: Hit hit!

Shoot him to the ground in the shortest possible time.

It is precisely because there is only this kind of thought in my mind that for more than a year, all the strength that has been deliberately hidden has exploded.

Through the back fist of the single shaking palm, the yin palm, the double cover palm, the lead palm, the clapping palm.

Check the boxing legs, servant steps through the palm, and slide steps.

Zimuquan also stood up, opening and closing, stretching and generous.

It seems that the overlord of Chu is in battle, and his momentum is majestic.

There are also Changjia boxing, praying mantis boxing, and Yue's even boxing.

As well as some leg techniques, palm techniques, and footwork.

But whatever comes to mind, regardless of whether it is integrated or not, and whether it is deliberately hidden or not, all of them are displayed one by one.

Not only that, but the figure of No. 47 kept coming to mind.

I think of his drills, I think of his attacking posture, I think of the words he taught.

At this moment, in the process of playing again and again, there is obviously some understanding and understanding.

The body is more flexible than ever, reaching its fullest state in more than a year.

The brain's responsiveness is also extremely fast, and it cooperates with the outside of the body to achieve a tacit understanding that has never been experienced.

The traditional Chinese martial arts of the seven major fist systems can be used as much as you can think of.

The whole person is unprecedentedly fierce and sharp.

His face is hideous, like an evil ghost, more like an angry dragon king!

Although crazy, although the brain is a little dizzy.

However, he can clearly feel that his strength is improving rapidly.

The degree of improvement is beyond his imagination.

Don't......

Did the Soul Hook Black Mamba really provoke out what he could hide, and there were still some martial arts that he hadn't mastered?

This girl is awesome!!

"Drunken Eight Immortal Fist! Lu Dongbin - drunk lifting pot power thousand catties!! ”

Jiang Nan let out a hiss, and in his own unbelievable feeling, he skillfully interspersed through the leather whip he wielded.

The body was close to the black mamba of the soul, and one shook, blatantly crashing into the other party.

I couldn't care so much anymore, and slammed it directly into her chest.

Bang!!

Centered on the point of impact, a dull sound comes out.

Both of them lost their balance at the same time and staggered backwards.

The Soul Hook Black Mamba was full of surprise in his heart, he didn't expect Jiangnan to be so terrifying after he exerted his full strength.

But what surprised her even more was still to come.

Staggered back two steps, Jiang Nan's footsteps hit the ground, and he directly hit up.

The hand knife castration is unabated, bringing out a shocking arc, and directly taking the head of the black mamba who hooks the soul.

"It's a lot stronger, but it's not enough!"

With a cold snort, the soul hook black mamba muttered.

Swallowing the blood that rushed upwards into his stomach, the backward figure twisted, and the strange body reappeared.

Take a slight step to the right to avoid Jiangnan's fatal stab.

"Don't hide if you have the ability!"

One blow missed, Jiang Nan was not surprised.

With a scolding, he twisted his body strongly in midair.

The hand knives in the left and right hands are directly clasped into claws, like an eagle diving.

Fierce! Sharp!

The momentum is rolling, and it is torn in the air.

That momentum, as if it was going to completely cripple the Soul Hook Black Mamba within one blow.

Bang!!

Hurriedly raised his arms to meet the attack, causing the Soul Black Mamba's body to tremble.

"Ahh

The ghost screamed, and the power raged.

The black mamba of the soul was directly weak in his knees and fell to his knees.

Regardless of it, increase the strength again.

The skin on the interception site of the Soul Black Mamba's arm was obviously red, and it was faintly cracking.

Jiangnan's blow was so hard that she felt her arms lose sensation for a short time.

"Drunken Eight Immortal Fist! Zhang Guolao - drunk toss a glass and kicks a serial chain! ”

Taking advantage of the moment when the Soul Hooking Black Mamba lost consciousness because of his arms and the whole person was a little distracted, Jiang Nan volleyed a 360-degree rotation in the air.

A second ago, it was a two-arm attack on the Soul Hook Black Mamba.

In the next second, his feet stomped over.

With a whistling energy, he kicked the soul black mamba in the chest.

Bang!

Click!!

The dull sound of impact and the sound of bone cracking sounded almost at the same time, and the blood that had been forcibly swallowed into the stomach before spewed out from the reverse mouth that could not be stopped this time.

In the face of such a powerful impact, the Soul Hook Black Mamba really couldn't withstand it.

Blood was still splashing from his mouth, and his body was already smashing into the iron cage behind him like a cannonball.

"It's time for the exercise to end!!"

Jiangnan's face was as hideous as a ghost, and his screaming was even more infiltrating.

The moment he landed, he rushed towards him, like a cheetah running wildly.

He picked up the Nepalese saber that had been thrown on the ground and slashed it fiercely.

The momentum is fierce and heart-wrenching.

"You're not far from it!"

The black mamba of the soul was covered in blood, gritting his teeth and roaring.

His hands hurriedly propped up on the ground, struggling to jump.

The slender body shook immediately, and skillfully dodged from Jiangnan's attack.

Missed again, Jiangnan had no complaints.

Stop the momentum of the rush and forcibly twist your body.

Towards the Soul Hook Black Mamba on the left, he kept slashing and attacking.

The whole movement is smooth and smooth, not abrupt at all.

On the contrary, it looks particularly chic.

Both of them are full of strength, and they are all horizontal swings.

The black mamba is growing, and Jiangnan is soaring.

Under the madness, the strength that broke out was frequently staggering.

Not only in breaking through strength, but also in breaking through physical fitness.

"Don't hide, what the hell are you hiding!!"

Jiangnan roared, like a ghost.

The whole person is completely immersed in the ocean of fighting against the Black Mamba.

Whipping on oneself?

Doesn't matter!

It's all about refining the flesh and tempering the experience.

I have learned all the martial arts of No. 47 before, but for various reasons, I have been squeezing it in my mind and have never exploded.

At this moment, with the opportunity, all of them are swishing and released!

Slow metamorphosis! Grow fast!

It's like a cultivation in fantasy, when you reach a certain level, when you reach a bottleneck, it is logical to break through.

Roaring Dragon King, grow up in blood!

Full chest, blood boiling!

Jiangnan is becoming more and more crazy and ruthless, and the precious experience and traditional martial arts taught by No. 47 are being used one after another, as well as comprehending.

(End of chapter)

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