Super Soldier King Chapter 2008: Danger

Although Ye Qian doesn’t know what kind of kung fu is really, but it is considered to have played with the **** twice, Ye Qian still knows clearly that it is very important to avoid the **** and attack the body directly. Difficult things. The net pushes the energy of the body out of the body to form an offensive method, which will inevitably limit the body to a very dangerous place. If the **** cannot protect the body, does it mean that it exposes a lot of flaws? The people in Tianzhao must not be so stupid?

In other words, in simple words, if you want to crack the god, the only way is to directly hit the god, and then you can attack the body. This is just speculation of Ye Qian, but Ye Qian thinks this should be the only way? Last time in Angola, he saw how his father dealt with Tianzhao's two people. If there is a better way to decipher the gods, shouldn’t Dad take the hard way?

Ye Qian took a deep breath and raised his momentum to the highest. The spiral Tai Chi in the body began to run quickly, and an invisible air flow formed outside the body, hovering upward.

The old bark bark moved his body, but only felt a pain all over his body. He knew that his injury was still too heavy. I was afraid that there was no way to do it. I turned around and looked at the wretched old man. The latter sneered and did not see any movements, a powerful energy gradually hovered in front of his body to form a human form. And this type of god, even tightly surrounded the wretched old man, so that his whole body revolved around a spirit. Ye Qian's guess is indeed good. It seems that it is not so easy to avoid the direct attack on the body of the god.

"Drink!" The gray-haired old man first struggled and attacked Ye Qian. Although he was stabbed in the shoulder by Chen Mo , the wound was not very deep. The blood of the wound had scabbed for such a long time just now. Although it may not be as flexible as before, it is not a big deal. .

Ye Qian stood there quietly, unmoved, and kept his eyes fixed on the wretched old man. As far as Ye Qian is concerned, this wretched old man is now his enemy. There must be no negligence. Otherwise, once someone is taking advantage of it, then he will be completely in a passive situation.

Just as the gray-haired old man was about to reach Ye Qian, suddenly, Chen Mo shot. This is a good thing already said, this gray-haired old man still has to hand over to Chen Mo . Although, there is still a certain gap between the two, but Chen Mo is mainly not for killing him, but for delaying time, which is much simpler.

Seeing that it was Chen Mo to deal with himself again, the gray-haired old man snorted indignantly, he was such a good man, but he was just stabbed by Chen Mo , which made the gray-haired old man feel very face-saving. It can't be hung. Now, seeing that it is him who has to deal with himself, the gray-haired old man is naturally more angry in his heart, and he can't take care of anything else. He deals with Chen Mo wholeheartedly, hoping to solve him in the shortest time, and can also be considered to earn back for himself A little face.

However, the strategy of Chen Mo is just to delay the time, but I have never thought of trying hard against the old man with gray hair, with his own short, attacking the enemy, this is not what Chen Mo does, he will not be stupid. . It's not that things that are weaker than strong have not happened, but the key is to see what strategy is adopted. Therefore, it is most appropriate for Chen Mo to deal with gray-haired old people in this flexible way.

Ye Qian’s brows were tightly wrinkled, staring at the wretched old man, and shouting, "The first door, open the door, open!...the sixth door, the Jingmen, open!" Instantly, Ye Qian The momentum of the air suddenly rose sharply, and the spiral Tai Chi gas hovered rapidly, so that the deciduous dust around the body of Ye Qian, around a distance of three or four meters, was rolled up one after another.

The frivolous old man was stunned for a moment, and a surprised "huh" sound, asked curiously: "How do you get this trick, what is your relationship with Ye Zhengran? As far as I know, this was the fame of Ye Zhengran. Stunt, eight-faced Dunjia, right?"

"Yes, this is Bamen Dunjia." Ye Qian said coldly, "As for my relationship with Ye Zhengran, that's not something you should worry about, you still have to think about how to deal with it." Ye Qian knows The wretched old man must be resolved in the first time, so the most direct method was used, but he was also worried that Bamen Dunjia would cause a little harm to his body, and when he had no resistance, he would become Lambs to be slaughtered by others. Therefore, Ye Qian only opened six doors. With Ye Qian's current physique, opening the six doors should not hurt your body too much.

The wretched old man sneered and said, "You Chinese all say that Ye Zhengran is a genius. The whole body is so fascinating, the eight-door Dunjia is even more unique and makes people dare not underestimate. However, these are just the tactics of copying my Japan. It’s just that Bamen Dunjia is a skill from my Japan, but it’s just improved by Ye Zhengran. What a **** genius, it’s just a thief who steals other people’s things.”

Ye Qian coldly smiled and said: "It's just a joke. Your Japanese is really not a shame. The face is almost as thick as Xi'an's city wall. It's thicker than a turn. Kung fu comes from us China, you Which kind of martial arts in Japan is not the plagiarism of our China? Bamen Dunjia evolved from Qimen Dunjia, which is also our martial arts of China, you are shamelessly saying that you are copying your Japan martial arts, it is simply heaven A big joke." After a pause, Ye Qian went on to say: "Talking to people like you is a waste of tongues. Didn't you say that Bamen Dunjia copied the martial arts of your Japan? Well, then you can come up with the truth Let me convince me. Let me die!"

The words fell, and Ye Qian rushed forward suddenly, punching hard at the wretched old man with a punch. The powerful spiral Tai Chi qi formed an invisible wave, and slammed toward the **** in front of the wretched old man. To break through force, Ye Qian is also doing a kind of tentative test, to see if this so-called **** is the same as he imagined.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, Ye Qian punched **** the shikigami, and a strong recoil force twitched the arm of Ye Qian a little, and the brows could not help but wrinkled quickly. Withdrawing, I was secretly surprised. Compared with the two people I met in Angola last time, it is obvious that the person in front of me is more powerful. I have made such great progress that I can’t even defeat the **** in front of me. Believe.

On that day, the dad seemed to easily defeat the two Japanese gods and put them to death. In this case, the dad's kung fu is more than a little higher than himself. According to Zhao Ya , Dad was asked to help himself by the lack of Leader, then Skynet’s Leader would definitely be unwilling, and Dad was always ordered by Skynet. Isn’t the mask man far better than his father? This also made Ye Qian's fear of Skynet deeper.

If you can’t even deal with the wretched old man in front of you, how will you deal with the masters of Skynet in the future? How to deal with that mask man? However, it seems that it is not so easy to break the vagrant old man's god.

At the moment when Ye Qian shook God, suddenly, Shishen grabbed himself with one hand. Ye Qian didn't dodge, and was held tightly by Shishen in one hand. The invisible air wave seemed to gradually become tangible, grasping himself tightly, he could not break free. Ye Qian is obviously a little nervous, struggling non-stop, however, Shishen's hand is getting tighter and tighter, as if to pinch his body to death. Ye Qian only felt that the bones of the body seemed to be broken apart inch by inch, and the internal organs seemed to be cracked by the pinch. A trace of blood ran down the corner of Ye Qian's mouth. Ye Qian could not help getting nervous. If you go on like this, I am afraid that there is only one way, that is, death. Therefore, it is necessary to find a way to get rid of the control of the type **** as soon as possible.

The vagrant old man coldly laughed a bit~IndoMTL.com~ said proudly: "The famous Wolf King Ye Qian on Jiang Hu is nothing more than that. It’s just how amazing is your legend, so is Kung Fu. You Don’t do unnecessary struggles, just wait for your bones and internal organs to be crushed.”

"Hum!" Ye Qian snorted coldly, and said, "It seems that you are still a little too proud, and whoever wins or loses may not."

Chen Mo naturally also noticed the situation on the Ye Qian side and couldn't help being surprised, yelling: "Boss!" The voice dropped, and Chen Mo couldn't care about anything else, and hurried away towards Ye Qian, hoping to save Ye Qian. He knew that it was very dangerous for him to do so, but at this moment, he couldn't care so much at all.

When I saw Chen Mo rushing towards me, Ye Qian was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: "Chen Mo , you don’t need to control me, I’m fine, you handle it carefully."

Chen Mo froze for a moment, and turned to look, but it was too late to dodge. The gray-haired old man saw such a good opportunity, how could he easily miss it? From the beginning, Chen Mo has been fighting guerrilla warfare with himself. Without direct contact with himself, he hurts himself and is useless. Now, I finally found a chance, where the old man with gray hair would miss it, catching up, and punching hard at Chen Mo .