In the face of Tong Yong who rushed over, the ghost crying method was very simple. He slid to the side, followed closely, arms outstretched.

Tong Yong rushed up, and the next moment he was hugged by the ghost crying, and with a mix of feet, Tong Yong flew out with a flick of his strength.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and watched Tong Yong fly in the air. Some of them hurriedly moved out of the way, making way for a vacant lot.

Tong Yong's body stretched, like a big cat, in mid-air to find balance, and his legs landed first.

Seeing this scene, Ghost Cry had to admire. Compared with boxing in another world, which has developed to the extreme, the martial arts advantages of this world are also obvious, and with their extraordinary bodies, they can often make jaw-dropping impossible moves.

On the ground, Tong Yong took two steps back and hit the table behind his back.

Immediately after, he faced the ghost cry who jumped up from the table and rushed straight at him, and he had no time to dodge, so he had to quickly raise his arm.

With a muffled sound, the elbow of the ghost cry was slashed, and Tong Yong's arm was torn open with a large gap, and the blood flowed profusely. Devil Cry's fist was powerless to break through Bluestone, but his elbow could. Even if Tong Yong's arm was invulnerable, he still couldn't carry him an elbow.

The style of this move is obvious, and Tong Yong obviously recognizes it. I don't know if it's because of pain or surprise, his pupils dilated slightly, and he exclaimed: "Fighting in the army, you are a person in the army." ”

Ghost Cry took a step back and smiled, "It used to be." ”

Boss Tong, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly thought about it, turned his head to look at the long knife in Bai Bird's arms, and suddenly exclaimed: "Song Jun!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the Song army was the most famous in the East China Sea. The East China Sea Division is famous, and has beaten the bandits of the Ten Thousand Island Country more than once.

There used to be the king of Wandao disguised as a pirate, went to the coast of the Central Plains, Jiangnan and other places to plunder everywhere, but was chased by the East China Sea division behind the butt and beaten, even the king of Wandao did not escape, he sat on the treasure ship and was captured, and he was also caught and tortured with a thousand knives.

The body was left to dry in a fishing village until it dried, and no pirate dared to steal it, and it was cremated.

Therefore, from the people of Wandao Country to the island owners, there is a sense of fear that cannot be shaken off for the Song army.

The ghost cried without saying a word, and he felt that Tong Yong's eyes were red on the other side.

"Do you know that my father died at the hands of Song Jun. ”

"So what. Ghost Cry said lightly.

"I want your life. Tong Yong rushed up, his five fingers like hooks, and he cried straight to the ghost.

However......

"Too impulsive. ”

Ghost Cry said lightly, his waist and hips were forced, he took a left dodge step, and after grabbing the air, he punched straight left and attacked.

Arms staggered, bam!

Sweat steamed, and a mist exploded under the fist. Tong Yong's head swung back, his brain was in a trance, and suddenly the ghost cry approached instantly, and he stiffly threw out his left paw.

However, dive, uppercut.

There was a heavy blow to the chin, his legs off the ground, and Tong Yong's brain became a piece of mush.

This is not over, before Tong Yong fell to the ground, the ghost cry posture changed, an arrow step caught up, the two were almost together, Tong Yong fell backwards, and the ghost cry leaned forward, threw his arm up, and cut out an elbow.

With a snort, blood spurted out, like ribbons fluttering in the air.

Tong Yong fell to the ground heavily, a slanted wound on his chest was so clear, the skin and flesh rolled up, and even Bai Sensen's ribs could be faintly seen.

Tong Yong's eyes were confused, and the ghost cried and rushed up. But then, two people stood in front of him.

Boss Tong yelled, "Wait." ”

But immediately after, there were two crisp crisp sounds, and the two who stood in front of the ghost cry squatted down with their necks covered. Devil Cry's fist pierced through their defenses, striking them precisely into their throats. In pursuit of speed, the power decreased, but it was enough.

He slid past the two of them with a sliding step, then stopped suddenly, looked at Tong Yong curled up on the ground, and said with a smile: "Get up." ”

What the?

Everyone was confused, and at this moment, a boxing master in the crowd explained: "So smart! Look at Tong Yong's posture, his legs are rolled together, just right for exerting force, this is the eagle kicking style, if that guy moves a little further, I'm afraid he will have to break his knee." ”

"No!" someone retorted, "he lies on his side, and the eagle is backed to the ground." ”

"So you're stupid. The boxing master glared at the man who refuted: "If he is lying down, doesn't that reveal the fact that he is not unconscious?"

"I see!" the crowd exclaimed. There are those who marvel at Tong Yong who is so cunning, but what is even more amazing is that the ghost crys, such a move, he actually saw through it.

Tong Yong, who was lying on the ground, stood up, ignoring the blood flowing on his body, his left leg slid forward, raised his hands, and raised them slightly above his head, like a wrestler wielding a hammer in ancient times.

At the fist, there is a strong hover.

Boss Tong was terrified, money, it's all money!

Now he is very entangled, he lost the gamble, and the price he paid was extremely heavy, but if he continued to fight like this, Tong Yong's injury would also be a lot of money.

"Here, it's this trick, the opening style, Dayong once smashed the shield of the owner of the Feiyun with this move, and at the same time abolished one of the arms of the owner of the Feiyun, if he wasn't lucky, he would have died under Dayong's hands. ”

Boss Tong turned his head and glared at the person who was explaining, and the person couldn't help but shudder, and a group of excited guys were silent.

Turning around, Boss Tong shouted: "Dayong, don't fight, your injury is important!"

Tong Yong is different from the previous Li Qingke, one is a subordinate, and the other is a domestic servant. Therefore, the medicine money is naturally paid by Boss Tong, and Tong Yong naturally cannot use ordinary medicine, and the medicine money is very expensive!

Tong Yong glanced at Boss Tong gratefully, and then said firmly: "Thank you for your kindness, but if you don't throw this punch, I won't be reconciled." ”

Heaviness!

At this feeling, Oni Cry licked his dry lips.

Is it a combination of demonic moves?

The evil thoughts in the body worked, and the body suddenly became lighter.

"Come on!" Tong Yong shouted.

"Then pay attention, I'm coming. Ghost Cry responded with a smile.

In Tong Yong's eyes, the reflection body of the ghost crying shook slightly, and he stepped into his attack range in one step.

"Die!" Tong Yong took a step forward, his arms slashing down.

However, Ghost Cry retracted his foot like an electric shock, and his fists slashed in front of Ghost Cry.

Immediately after, Ghost Cry instantly arrived in front of him with a sliding step.

Bang!

Left rib!

Touching the wound, Tong Yong's expression distorted.

Bang!

Chin!

With a shake of his head, Tong Yong's body stiffened.

Bang!

Temple!

Tong Yong's eyes darkened, his hands waved wildly, and he inadvertently grabbed the arm of the ghost cry.

Finally caught you, he cracked his mouth, mixed with a mouth full of blood, and showed a hideous smile, just about to exert his strength......

Bang!

Bridge!

The bridge of Tong Yong's nose collapsed, and the intense pain went straight to his brain, and the strength of his hands dissipated.

Bang!

This time, it was not the collision between the bodies, but the sound of Tong Yong's heavy body falling to the ground.

There was silence at first, and then there was a sound slowly, distant and noisy, the darkness was torn by the light, the stars in the sky gradually faded, and he looked at the shaking scene around him, and fell into confusion.

Is this the gap between me and Song Jun?

tried his best, but only bloody handprints flowed on his shoulders.

The devil cried over his shoulder, and the blood slid down the black curtain. It's like water droplets rolling on a lotus leaf, and it's not sticky.

After five breaths, Tong Yong finally sobered up a little, looked at the condescending ghost crying, and suddenly realized that the big dan on his body was so clean, not to mention the bloody handprints, not even the dust was stained at all.

30 years, 30 years of rain or shine, facing a Song army who didn't even use weapons, tried his best, but he couldn't get his clothes dirty.

Sadness came from it, tears rolled down, and for a while, Tong Yong's world collapsed.

Practice a fart martial arts, avenge a fart, or go home to pass on the ancestry!